Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

Later, that scene was engraved in Mu Congcong's mind. Even though she was only eight years old that year, she was still shocked by Yan Wuwei's high-spirited Yan Wuwei. Yan Wuwei's smile was confident, he saw through everything, and looked down upon others. With confidence, he wrote lightly to her:

"The minister will help His Highness."

Because of this statement, Mu Rongrong trusted her for more than thirty years, and there was no one else who could gain such trust from her.She finally understood why her aunt Murong Yan dared to risk the world's disgrace and allow Yan Wuwei to be her face. She should be like this, and she should be like this.

The young Mu Congcong only took one breath to understand one thing: sooner or later the name Yan Wuwei will make the nations tremble when they hear it.

Chapter 6 5

On the 14th day of the first lunar month, when the court of Qin opened its dynasty, the first decree established by King Murong of Qin was to select an outstanding heir from among the descendants of the clan. Schoolchildren, strictly guarded by Prime Minister Yan, are sent to the Imperial College to attend lectures and study with the clan's children.The meaning of the former is very clear, King Murong of Qin wants to succeed, but what the latter means, the ministers are still confused.

They didn't guess the new king's mind accurately enough, and they didn't dare to guess too accurately.

After the decree was made, all the officials were silent and looked at each other in blank dismay. The minds of the civil servants were a little confused, and the military officers only thought about making military achievements. After the new year, Murong Yan had succeeded to the throne for half a year. Ding Yi said that although all the officials applauded in amazement, except for the fact that he had just presided over the truce of the Wei State bordering the Qin State, there was no movement, and the generals were restless. The Mongolian country in the upper reaches went south with Qingqi, and the counties and counties in the north of the Qin Dynasty suffered again, and the nomadic Hu people next to them also came to participate. After going up the stack, Murong Xun didn't say a word, and he didn't approve, so the military generals of the first dynasty stood up after the court session, and the first to speak was the hussar general Han Meng who was over forty years old.

"Your Majesty, if you have something to do, please play."

"Aiqing, please speak."

"On the eve of the New Year's Eve, the Mongols from the north once again invaded Daqin, causing more than ten counties on the border to suffer disasters for no reason. Qin people were killed and Qin grain was robbed. This revenge must be avenged! I would like to ask for an order to lead an army of [-], Flatten Mongolia!"

"Mongolia..." Murong Li lightly read the name of this great nomadic country. She knew very well in her heart that nomadic people often go south during the spring and autumn harvest seasons due to lack of arable land, burning, killing, and looting. In a large nomadic country, the citizens are all born on horseback, and their residences are uncertain. If you really send troops to the north, the Qin army will be trapped in the northern border, and no one will take the opportunity to invade Qin in the south. Dare to play this guarantee. After all, the former king and the first prince died at the hands of the Wei-Yan coalition. Year after year, Mongolia will sooner or later become a knife on Qin's head.

"How many troops are stationed in the north?"

"Back to the king—more than [-] people."

"Twenty thousand? Including the 3 you asked for, the total is only 5. Aiqing, can [-] Qin troops quell the Northern Calamity?"

"I dare you, I wish..."

"Okay." Murong Yan waved his hands a little irritably, "I know that the general is brave, and I know that the Qin army is good at fighting, but the fighting in the south has only stopped for less than half a year, and the north is going to fight again? - Zhong Aiqing "Murong Yan sighed, "I don't want to go to war, it's not that I don't dare, it's that I don't want to. Qin has been fighting every year, and the national power has been emptied. If the fight continues, Qin will be over!"

After she finished speaking, she turned her attention to Yan Wuwei who was standing at the top of the hundred officials, "Why didn't Prime Minister Yan say a word?"

Yan Wuwei bowed and said, "Your Majesty has a long-term vision, and your ministers agree with you."

"Secondary proposal?" Murong Xun stared at Yan Wuwei's plain face, his voice sank a little, "If Xiangguo has something to say, you might as well just say it."

"I'm just thinking about why the Mongolian country frequently went south to offend my Great Qin."

Before Murong Yan could speak, the previous Han Meng spoke up, "My lord Xiangguo doesn't know that the Mongols went south and repeatedly violated our Great Qin because of my Great Qin granary."

"Is it for food?" Yan Wuwei turned his body to look at Han Meng, "General Hussars, he was the official of Qin in Xiachu. I don't know how much is the annual tax for the [-] counties bordering Qin and Mongolia?"

Han Meng pondered for a while, "The larger counties have nearly 15 shi, and the smaller counties may only have about [-] to [-] shi."

"How much food does the Mongolian army rob every year?"

"It's hard to say, because most of the granaries are guarded by the Qin army, and they will be transported to the king's capital once the harvest is over. The Mongolians robbed are basically the surplus grain of the common people, or the land that has not been harvested. The clean grain is about... about [-] to [-] shi per county."

"So, the 150 counties in the north receive about 60 million shi each year, and about [-] shi are robbed every year, right?"

Han Meng made up his mind, "Almost."

Yan Wuwei nodded, and asked again, "The Qin army marched northward and captured Mongolia. How long does the general think it will take?"

"This..." Han Meng frowned, "The nomads all grow on horseback, and it is difficult to destroy the country. If it is fast, it will take a year and a half, and if it is slow, it will be two or three years..."