Chapter 922

"See Lord."

Feng Zhen and Qi Guan let them arrive one after the other, and they took their seats around.

"Don't be polite. I called you here for one thing." Jiang Pengji said, "I proposed to prepare for the war in Northern Xinjiang before. Now it's enough to cultivate students and rest. I'm going to do it in the spring of next year. However, it depends on your opinions..."

They were stunned and completely unprepared.

Followed by a lord who said that wind is rain, he can enjoy strange stimulation all the time.

Qi Guan asked, "what news has your Lord received?"

If there is no external stimulation, the Lord will not go crazy.

Jiang Pengji frowned and said her experience today.

They stationed troops in Shangyu county. Although it is a grassland border, there have been many traces of rabbits. We can imagine what will happen in Northern Xinjiang with more abundant pasture. Her intuition tells her that next year is the best time to start. If you play fast and take a break, you can turn around and join the scuffle among the princes in the Central Plains, and you can pick up a wave of bargains at that time. If you miss this opportunity, it's hard to say.

However, fighting requires accurate intelligence and credible plans, not relying on her intuition.

Qi official asked and Fengzhen to look at each other. They also knew that Wei Ci's rabbit and sheep policy was implemented at that time. Now there are many traces of rabbits in the border. It can be imagined that their policy has worked. However, they have to consider carefully whether it is suitable for war.

Qi official asked him to stand out and bow. He said, "Lord, in his opinion, be cautious. You can first send people to explore the situation in Northern Xinjiang. If the situation is suitable, then count the food, grass, soldiers and horses, mobilize troops to garrison the Chongzhou border, strengthen military training and wait for the day!"

There are many things to prepare for a war. They should not only find out the enemy's intelligence, but also ensure their own supply line.

Fortunately, it was decided to cultivate a large number of fields in Chongzhou and select several fields of strategic significance.

This autumn's grain harvest will be the third year of Chongzhou's reclamation, and the grain and grass will be enough to support this large-scale war.

The existence of land reclamation can not only reduce the loss of grain transportation, but also provide flexible support without fear of the enemy interfering with the grain transportation route.

Feng Zhen made a secondment.

Jiang Pengji said, "I also know this reason, just let you know first."

Qi Guan let them breathe a sigh of relief. As long as the Lord didn't take a wind, he would go to fight Beijiang tomorrow. It's easy to say.

To say the whole Chongzhou, who knows the situation in Northern Xinjiang best is Cui.

Jiang Pengji sent someone to invite Cui Yu, the leader of the Cui family.

She spent her energy to win over Cui, not only to use Cui against other Chongzhou gentry, but also to see their contacts.

Since Gu Xin made a sum of money in Beijiang with a pile of glass products according to Jiang Pengji's intention, he withdrew his business from Beijiang.

This also means Jiang lost his eyes for North Xinjiang.

Fortunately, Cui's appearance made up for his shortcomings.

Cui Yu's position in Chongzhou has risen since he got on the boat of Jiang Pengji.

In the past two years, Cui has not only made a lot of money, but also won an unprecedented reputation and status.

The whole family wanted to take Jiang Pengji as the God of wealth.

In order to express her determination, Cui Yu also took the initiative to ask for a position, which does not involve real power and will not arouse suspicion.

"See Lord."

Cui Yu saluted, then nodded slightly to Qi Guan rang and Fengzhen, and was willing to take a seat only after the ceremony was complete.

Jiang Pengji asked, "Chonghuan, I didn't call you here for anything else. I want to ask you something."

Cui Yu respectfully said, "Lord, just ask, my minister knows everything."

"You Cui Shi have been running business in Northern Xinjiang. Have you found anything unusual in the last six months?"

If it were someone else, I would certainly dislike Cui's business in Chongzhou and his money in Northern Xinjiang. He is like a grass on the wall.

Cui Yu wanted to give up his business in Northern Xinjiang at first.

Compared with the rice paper business and rice paper casting secret recipe given to him by Jiang Pengji, the profits of Beijiang business are more like chicken ribs.

It's better to give up ruthlessly than keep the suspicion that aroused Jiang Pengji.

Jiang Pengji came forward to stop, and even secretly supported Cui's development of business in Northern Xinjiang.

Cui Yu is a smart man. He immediately returns to taste. He has been more and more interested in taking care of the business in Northern Xinjiang in the past two years.

"Abnormal place?" Cui Yu thought for a while, ashamed and said, "I don't know what exactly?"

"There are so many war horses produced in the northern Xinjiang horse farm, the recent life of ordinary herdsmen, and the changes of court and government personnel in the northern Xinjiang imperial court."

Jiang Pengji circled the scope, and Cui Yu's answer was much more convenient.

"Because of the horse plague, there is no one in ten horse farms in Northern Xinjiang. However, the output has been restored in the past two years. It is said that the largest horse farm has more than 700 new horses this year. The breed blood is not as good as those cultivated before, but it is also a rare good horse." Cui Yu continued, "Ordinary herdsmen are still like that. They lost too much in the past and haven't been relieved yet. As for the change of government in Northern Xinjiang... Maybe because of suspicion, the king of Northern Xinjiang has not trusted the wise man Wu Liba so much in the past two years... I heard that the king of Northern Xinjiang has a slight sign of decline. Several adult princes have been in contact with political affairs, and there are faint signs of seizing their legitimate rights. Many courtiers choose to stand in secret Team. "

After hearing this, Jiang Pengji frowned.

"More than seven hundred? So many?"

Jiang Pengji was surprised when she heard the number.

A foal takes at least three years from birth to adulthood.

How long has the horse plague in Northern Xinjiang passed?

The number of 700 horses is still the output of the largest horse farm. Including other large and small horse farms, the output of ponies is at least 2000!

Where did they get so many age-appropriate mares?

Cui Yu looked a little dignified. He lowered his voice and said, "Lord, here... I'm afraid I have to ask the Meng family of Cangzhou."

Just as he finished, Jiang Pengji raised her hand and smashed the table in front of her.

"Meng Zhan, an old man, will dig his ancestral grave one day! He's not afraid to leave a bad legacy for thousands of years!"

The horse farms in Dongqing are almost gathered in Cangzhou. In other words, Meng controls the life and death of the horse farms in Dongqing.

Without Meng's consent, how could so many pregnant mares be sent to northern Xinjiang?

Cui Yu wiped his sweat and continued, "Beijiang offered ten times the price to buy a horse from Meng... That's it..."

"Animals who abandon their ancestors and forget their ancestors!" Jiang Pengji sneered.

Meng is the descendant of Meng Jing, the God of war of the previous dynasty, and the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang are the descendants of the Qiang witch nationality.

Meng Jing did a lot to kill the Qiang witches.

I really don't know how brazenly these two groups cooperate.

Jiang Pengji was angry, and the audience in the live studio was shocked by her sudden outburst of emotion.

After two or three years of running in, she gradually reversed the inherent impression of the live studio in the eyes of the blue bullet screen audience.

Today, the ratio of red to blue in the live broadcasting room is no longer 19:1, which is infinitely close to 1:1.

The audience of the two planes sometimes exchanged friendly exchanges and sometimes tore up the ratio miserably.

The red side said that the blue side disliked the live studio for many years. Why not completely quit the live studio and grab a position with them.

The blue side said that the red side had occupied the live broadcasting room for many years, and now it was time for them to abdicate and give way to the good, so that they could have more contact with the anchor.