In the fourth year of Shenwu, Tang and Song maintained restraint and confrontation, so the whole world was peaceful and there was no war. The joy after the autumn harvest was overflowing on everyone's faces.

Shannan East Road, Xiangzhou.

Pan Mei has been here for several months and has served as a defensive commander for many days. She has continuously cleared the countryside and eliminated the old and the young, thus strengthening the security of the border. She seems calm in the face of the aggressive pseudo-Tang Dynasty.

This confidence comes from Bian Guangfan, the governor of Shandong Dongdao and the governor of Xiangzhou affairs.

This person sorted out prefectures and counties and regulated the local area. In just a few months, the entire Shannan area became much more peaceful in an instant. After the autumn tax, Xiangzhou's grain storage was enough to maintain a 20,000 army, and even built a charity warehouse, which contained a lot of money and grain.

Given the abundant treasury, Pan Mei naturally had the idea of ​​redeeming Cao Bin and Liu Guangyi, the two generals requested by the Zhao official family, so she simply left the military camp and went straight to the Jiedu Palace.

"Zhongxun, you are here just right!" Bian Guangfan looked at Pan Meilai's aggressive momentum and knew that something must be done, but he said with a serious look on his face:

"This is the residence report just sent by the imperial court, look!"

Pan Mei was surprised and hurriedly looked at it, and was shocked in an instant.

I saw that the prince of Taiyuan, who entered the dynasty in the second year of Jianlong (961), was deployed on the west edge of the capital. The governor of Fengxiang, Wang Jing, died in Tokyo at the age of 75. He was awarded the title of Taifu, posthumously named King Qi, and was posthumously named Yuan Jing.

The rest, King Fu, who was in Daming in Jiuzhen, was appointed as a civil magistrate by the emperor because of his unruly law and his administration was in chaos. Guantao County, Yongji County, Linji County and Wei County under his command were all appointed as civil magistrates by the emperor, and the magistrates of the regular officials began to be appointed as the magistrates.

Zhang Qiong, who had saved the emperor, was reported to him, riding an official horse and raising more than a hundred people in the army, acting as a mighty man, and slandered Zhao Guangyi. The emperor was in the face of the emperor and the censor investigated the case and committed suicide.

But these news that caused turmoil in the past did not make his heart turmoil. The only thing that moved was Murong Yanzhao died at the age of 51. He was awarded the title of the Secretary of the Central Committee and was posthumously named the Prince of Henan.

"Elder General Murong actually went!!" Pan Mei was extremely surprised.

"I think it's not far away. It's because the old injury recurs and is unable to do anything. It's useless for the officials to send all the imperial doctors!"

Bian Guangfan shook his head and smiled, then looked at Pan Mei's serious face and said, "Look carefully, here, the river in Qizhou (Jinan) has broken, tens of thousands of people are unable to live in food and clothing, hundreds of thousands of acres of land are flooded, and the court is in trouble!"

"Dahe has been uneasy since ancient times, let's leave everything to fate!"

Pan Mei has been chaotic and has long been indifferent to life and death. He shook his head and said, "Qizhou River breaks, this is the matter of Henan Province to help the victims. In Xiangzhou, we heard that the rice has been abundant and even had tens of thousands of stones of charity warehouses?"

"Hmm?" Bian Guangfan glanced at Pan Mei and asked in confusion: "As far as I know, military rations are also distributed on time, so how can there be any concerns about food shortage?"

"Besides, if people do not have long-term plans, they will have immediate worries. The Han River is surging, how can we not beware of it? The construction of Yi Cang was also a civilized edict by the court. How can the general covet it?"

"Old envoy, there is a last resort!" Pan Mei sighed, and looked at the other party as if she was a wealthy slave, and couldn't help but tell the task she was facing. The sky was high and the earth was far away, so the emperor would definitely not care about it.

"That's it!" After hearing this, Bian Guangfan pinched his beard and thought: "If he could really redeem two generals, it would be a good idea, but what if the fake Tang was insatiable?"

"I don't know what the envoy is?" Pan Mei asked in a deep voice without a smile on her face.

"Although Xiangzhou has good autumn harvest, the prefectures and counties are really complicated. Some of them are just a little bit simple. The potential is not enough, and the treasury's money and grain are really not high, so they cannot be used at will!"

Bian Guangfan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "In this way, I can only promise you 20,000 yuan. No matter how much you have, there will be no more. These states are not fertile and prosperous!"

Upon hearing this, Pan Meihu glared at her eyes, obviously she was angry. This old man was obviously extremely stingy. Although he had a lot of money, he was still almost the same as he redeemed the two generals.

Fan Guangyi was not afraid of him. He pinched his beard and looked at him with a smile, and his attitude of relying on his seniority was undoubtedly revealed.

"Forget it, I hope you can think about it yourself!"

Pan Mei waved her sleeves and left, obviously not satisfied with the money, and it was difficult to show the court's attention.

Back in the army, he felt that 20,000 guan was too little, so he could only embezzle 10,000 guan from the army and gathered 30,000 guan, which was barely appropriate!

But, in this way, there is still a problem.

Since the two countries have not established diplomatic relations, they naturally did not come to the envoy. It is very dangerous to go to Tang State with rashness. There is no way, and all previous efforts are just wasted.

In this way, he could only summon his own Mu Gu and start offering a reward of capable people. Not only did he pay a thousand guan, but he also recommended him as an official. As a defensive envoy, he was also half the master of Shandong Dongdao, so he naturally had a great power to recommend him.

More than a dozen staff members looked at each other, all hesitating. At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties gritted his teeth and responded:

"A distant relative who passed the imperial examination in the pseudo-Tang two years ago is probably a vocational status. Now he is probably already in office. He can borrow some of his identity and connections!"

"Okay!" Pan Mei exclaimed: "Mr. Zhao is indeed brave. Don't worry, your distant relatives will not affect your future. Whether they succeed or not, I will recommend you as an official!"

"Thank you for your defense!" Zhao Fu burst into tears of gratitude.

Immediately, Pan Mei left only the person behind, gave some serious instructions, and then sent someone to escort him south.

Zhao Fu cleaned up, said goodbye to his wife and children, and hurried south and followed a caravan to Changsha.

Xiangzhou went straight south from the Han River to Jiangling. The merchants who froze shoulder to shoulder instantly made him dumbfounded. Their prosperity was no less than that of Tokyo Bianliang.

There are many pedestrians and traffic, and there are four streets and eight streets.

"I didn't expect that Jiangling's rule was so prosperous. It seems that there must be a capable minister in this period!"

Zhao Fu was surprised for a moment, then he came to his own conclusion, packed his luggage, and continued to set off, but at this time he had to go by land.

Taking this opportunity, he can also inquire about the reality of the false Tang Dynasty.

Although the Song Dynasty has always despised it, it is said that the Southerners have never had courage since ancient times, and they are all like soldiers from Jiangnan.

But the fertile south is worthy of anyone's warning. Naturally, Zhao Fu will not underestimate him, but he will not be overestimated either.

When Jiangling Prefecture travels west, it is Lizhou, which originally belonged to the east of Shannan Road, but was taken away by Ma Chu. Naturally, the Langzhou under it is the same.

What surprised Zhao Fu was that from Jiangling to Langzhou, hundreds of miles were connected to a road several meters wide, all covered with sand and stone. I heard that the foundation was paved with bricks and stones.
Chapter completed!