Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3287: Will the enemy die in a car accident or in a fire?

The person Liu Ye least wanted to see was Man Chong.

It’s not that there was any personal conflict between Liu Ye and Man Chong, but Liu Ye knew that nothing good would happen once Man Chong came to visit.

Looking at Man Chong holding the newly served wine and drinking quietly, Liu Ye felt a toothache.

Ever since Cao Cao and Fei Qian went to war, Liu Ye has been trying his best not to show any attitude. He has been running around without complaint and doing all kinds of trivial things without complaining, just to avoid attracting attention and then being involved in the vortex.

In the early days, Liu Ye had thought about supporting the Han Emperor Liu Xie, but later found that some things could not be changed by human power. Because of the character and world outlook that Liu Xie had developed since childhood, without major breakthroughs and changes in himself, it was impossible to support him and he could not fight against Cao Cao.

Liu Ye was loyal to the Han Dynasty, but not blindly so.

The same is true for Man Chong, but he is more inclined towards Cao Cao.

In the minds of Liu Ye and Man Chong, Fei Qian was indeed a "traitor" because many of Fei Qian's actions were contrary to the original Han system.

People are accustomed to their native land and the old system.

  Even though they knew how powerful foreign guns and cannons were, they still thought their own bows and arrows were better. Right, Kang Mazi and Gan Goupi?

"Today, the descendants of the Xun family of Yingchuan are holding a literary gathering at Zui Xiang Lou..." Man Chong said slowly, as if he was talking about trivial matters on the street, or chatting boredly, "People from the Chen family and the Guo family are going... I heard that someone has also invited Brother Ziyang... Why don't you go?"

Liu Ye stared at his wine bowl, "It's my own wine, so I drink it more casually."

Literary gathering.

Dinner.

Banquet.

The beauty of a literary gathering lies not in the literature but in the gathering. The essence of a dinner party lies not in the food but in the gathering. The same is true for a wine banquet.

Some people think that if they present a masterpiece or exquisite poem at a literary gathering, they can be the leader and laugh at the crowd. A bunch of bigwigs will kneel down and cry as they hold a few irrelevant poems copied from somewhere...

The article is off topic? That’s right.

  Can someone who doesn't even know the fundamental purpose of hosting literary gatherings, dinners, and wine banquets write poetry that "meets the needs"?

Are the literary gathering just short of a few articles?

It's like there are just a few bowls of rice missing from a dinner party, or a few bottles of wine missing from a banquet?

In fact, whether it is a literary gathering, a dinner party, or a drinking party, it has another name in China: politics.

Politics is exchange, politics is compromise.

Literary gatherings, banquets and wine parties are a political social identity in China. Being able to attend a certain amount of literary gatherings, banquets and wine parties means a kind of qualification, because the more important such activities are, the more closed they are, and the higher the level of people are qualified to participate. The so-called connections, the so-called circles, the so-called social relations, the so-called resources, the so-called energy of a person, the so-called friendship, the so-called business and transactions, in the end, cannot be circumvented by such activities.

Liu Ye knew what it meant to attend the literary gathering, and Man Chong was also clear about it, so Man Chong visited Liu Ye only after Liu Ye did not go.

The reason why Liu Ye didn't go was not because he was completely loyal to Cao Cao, but because he did not think highly of those people.

Man Chong's visit does not mean that he thinks Liu Ye is loyal, but at least one thing is certain, that Liu Ye is not in the same group with those people now.

"There is something..." Man Chong put down his wine bowl, "The cavalry has a manifesto... Have you read it?"

Liu Ye still lowered his head, "What manifesto?"

Man Chong laughed, "I don't know what the manifesto is... but some people know it, and are spreading it secretly... Brother Ziyang, don't you think it's strange?"

Liu Ye thought to himself, what's so strange about this? But he said, "Is there such a thing?"

Man Chong suddenly fell silent and stared at Liu Ye.

Liu Ye still didn't look up.

The two of them used to be very good friends.

Now it has become a thing of the past.

Some things and some emotions may be similar, but they are ultimately different.

Just like when you were a student, you could curse the school as a jerk and the principal as an idiot with your classmates, but when you get to work, you are unlikely to curse the company as a jerk and the boss as an idiot with your colleagues...

Aha? A Warrior did this? Then congratulations to this Warrior, he got a pair of small shoes in the present and future tenses. I have my own place? Sorry, don't think that the personnel in my place don't know how to make an extra phone call.

"Let's drink some wine," Man Chong said.

Liu Ye nodded, "Okay, let's drink."

Although there is no fundamental contradiction or conflict of interest between Liu Ye and Man Chong, there are some things that Man Chong will not tell Liu Ye in detail, and Liu Ye will not tell Man Chong.

The years when we talked about everything are like the breeze that goes away and leaves no trace.

The two of them drank a pot of wine in silence.

Liu Ye didn't ask for more wine, and neither did Man Chong.

Man Chong put down his wine bowl, "There are bandits invading Jizhou now, and the county soldiers are not doing a good job of clearing them out. The prince has summoned Cui Jigui to the north to kill the bandits many times in Ye... But Cui Jigui's army is still short of a supervisor, so how about Brother Ziyang taking the trouble to go there?"

"Is this what you mean, Bo Ning?" Liu Ye asked.

Man Chong shook his head, "That was Lord Xun's idea, I just came to let him know first."

Liu Ye chuckled, "This is not an easy task."

"That's right." Man Chong did not deny it, "but it's better than staying here."

This was the first time Liu Ye looked up and faced Man Chong since Man Chong entered the house.

There was helplessness on Man Chong's face, but his eyes were determined.

Capital is ruthless and politics is ruthless.

The friendship between two people is like dust in the face of ruthlessness and disloyalty.

Man Chong knew why Liu Ye did this, because after all, Liu Ye had the blood of the Han royal family.

Liu Ye also knew why Man Chong was like this, because Man Chong came from a poor family.

Man Chong couldn't help Liu Ye with what he wanted, and Liu Ye couldn't give Man Chong what he wanted. The two of them were still friends, but there were too many things mixed in their friendship.

Liu Ye nodded slowly.

Man Chong stood up and said goodbye very straightforwardly.

"That's right." Liu Ye called out to Man Chong, "Are these Jizhou bandits... so difficult to defeat?"

Man Chong didn't turn around, "Brother Ziyang, you are just the military supervisor."

"Oh." Liu Ye replied, "I see."

……

……

The sky in Jizhou quickly turned dark after the sun set.

There was originally a curfew in the Cao army's transit camp. This was to prevent ordinary soldiers from moving around at night and accidentally causing some noise, which would cause unrest in the camp. However, everyone knew that the law was downward, and it would not prohibit officers, even if it prohibited soldiers.

Around 11:00 p.m., a figure swayed and entered a tent.

A faint, fragmentary sound was heard.

"Have you thought about it?"

"alright."

The two shadows didn't need too many words. It seemed that just through these one or two words, they were able to find each other's channel and touch the sparks of their hearts...

"Then...what should Cao Junhou do?"

"What else can I do? Someone will always be unlucky."

Not everyone in the military camp can be bribed. There are always some individuals who are not moved by money for one reason or another.

"Got it. When will it be done?"

"The sooner the better. The longer the night, the more dreams there are. Tomorrow is not as good as today."

"today?"

"today."

The two black shadows continued to stay together, and after whispering a few words, they separated.

One of the shadows quickly crossed the camp and slipped into a tent.

Apparently someone had been waiting in the tent for a long time. When he saw the black figure coming back, he whispered, "Brother Fan!"

The shadow sat down in the big tent and whispered, "It's all settled, let's do it today." "Today?!" Someone said in surprise.

The man surnamed Fan looked over and asked, "Why, you don't dare anymore?"

"No, no, I just haven't prepared anything..."

Fan said, "What preparations do you need? To the south of the camp are civilians and laborers, to the northeast is the granary, to the northwest is Cao's elite troops... the weapons depot is also here..."

Under the dim moonlight, several people gathered together. Whether it was excitement or fear, everyone's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light. The people in the front stared at Fan's face, while the people behind half straightened their bodies and listened carefully with their ears erect, fearing that they would miss something.

They were all people in the camp and were very familiar with the layout of the camp.

But familiarity is familiarity, and work is work.

And we have to do such a big thing.

The son of the Fan family is the Fan family of Qinghe.

Relatives of the Qinghe County Magistrate who died by running headfirst into Cao Cao.

The Qinghe County Magistrate died. Cao Cao, for the sake of face, took in the Qinghe County Magistrate's wife and took care of her, but what about the Qinghe County Magistrate's other relatives...

"After the action begins, we must set fire everywhere at the same time, so that the whole camp will be in chaos, especially here," Fan pointed to the northwest of the camp, "Only when they start to move, someone will be held responsible for this chaos... Otherwise, after a few days, when they have sorted out the accounts and granaries..."

If the elite troops of Cao's army stayed in the camp and did nothing, how could they be asked to take the blame?

"Don't worry! Once the fire starts, they won't be able to stay out!" someone replied.

  In order to prevent the theft and sale of military rations from being discovered, and also to save his own life, let alone setting a fire and killing someone, even if Cao Cao personally sent an envoy, he would have to kill him!

"Okay! When Cao Jun comes out, don't rush to attack them. Go back here first! After the others succeed, come back here to join us. Remember?" Fan said in a low voice, "We are all innocent people! Remember to be quick and don't leave any traces or handles for people to catch! Remember everything?"

"Understood!"

"Remember!"

Everyone responded in a low voice.

They all shared the money.

more or less.

There is drought everywhere now. If this job is successful, maybe we can get more money!

  Are the Hussars enemies?

They are enemies, but they are Cao Cao’s enemies. What does it have to do with them?

What benefits can they get from defeating the Hussars?

  But these little money in front of you are real benefits!

Although the Shangshutai always said that Shandong was very good after the annual report, they knew in their hearts that wine and meat were getting more and more expensive, and grain and oil prices were rising every year, but the monthly salary was steadily decreasing...

  So, making money is not shameful!

"Think about it, we are all innocent after doing this! Think about it, everyone will get a share of the money after doing this!" Fan's son glanced over, and the nervous expressions on everyone's faces began to turn into determination.

  This is an action that determines their lives and the quality of their future life!

Only success is allowed, failure is not allowed!

After scanning everyone's faces one by one, Fan took a piece of white cloth from his confidant and tied it around his right arm. "I'll say it again, we were forced! We did it for the Han! For the people!"

"For the Han people! For the people!"

Yes! They are righteous!

  Sending these food supplies to the front line would be a waste!

Even if it's skipping stones on the water, you can still hear a sound, but if it's sent to the front line, not even a sound can be heard!

Isn't it for those carbohydrates, proteins, and fats that people live for? But some people are desperately trying to get them! Instead of sending these food and fodder to the front line in vain, it is better to let these food and fodder fall into the hands of the people who really need food!

That’s the truth!

Everyone united in thought, strengthened their confidence, and tied the white cloth strips they had prepared in advance around their arms.

This is the only way to distinguish one's own people once chaos breaks out in the camp.

"One last thing," Fan said in a low voice, "If that person is unfortunately caught or discovered... I think everyone knows what to do?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then a low voice sounded, "I know! If I am caught, I will commit suicide! If I really don't even have the strength to commit suicide, I hope my brothers will find a chance to kill me!"

"That's what I said." Fan stretched out his hand and shook hands with everyone one by one, then whispered, "Action!"

A corner of the tent was lifted up, and everyone filed out and disappeared into the camp.

  Who could have thought that this war would last so long?

Who could have imagined that we would encounter such a severe drought?

The food and grass are running low, and it's clear that they can't make up for it...

Others are not fools. The drought is so severe that there will obviously be a large-scale harvest failure this year. The price of food and fodder is skyrocketing. Even if they really want to spend money to buy them back to make up for the deficit, they will not be able to make up for it.

Fortunately, our dear Hussars are here!

  This is really timely rain!

However, if they wanted to conceal the truth, they had to kill the Cao relatives and officers in the camp first.

As long as this guy dies, the Hussars can "successfully" attack the transit camp instead of causing civil unrest in the camp...

  How can it be "perfect" if a few people don't die, especially the Cao army academy student?

If you want to blame someone, you can only blame him for not wanting money, but only food and the truth!

I can only say sorry.

If you are not of one mind, you will have to die, and those who survive must give consistent testimonies.

It's like thieves successfully robbed a US bank, took away two million in cash, and then the bank reported a loss of twenty million.

That's right, Wei Yan didn't come here, but the news that the Cavalry Army had "attacked" a transit camp was passed here, so an additional team of Cao's elite troops was guarding the camp.

This meant that Fan and others had to act immediately, otherwise there would be more trouble.

  At first, Fan and others thought they could be happy together like Cao Ying, but who could have thought that the person who came was not Cao Ying, but the soul-catcher!

Checking the account books and verifying the food and fodder, everyone in the camp was in a panic within two or three days!

How does this contribute to stability and unity?

How is it conducive to prosperity?

How can it help people get rich?

How is it beneficial to...

Anyway, if we don’t check the accounts, we are all still friends. If we don’t check the granaries, everyone can still smile.

If we check the accounts and the granaries now, we will naturally become sworn enemies!

  But it doesn't matter. As long as there is chaos in the camp, this team of Cao's guards will definitely come out to check the situation. Then it will be the best time to kill their leader in the chaos!

There is only this one chance. If it fails, it will inevitably arouse vigilance and even cause an adverse chain reaction...

However, the hole in the granary will be discovered sooner or later, and the fire dragon burning the granary for no reason means that everyone is exposed. Only by using the name of the Hussars to cause trouble can it look reasonable.

Cao’s military academy will definitely come out, after all, they come here for food and fodder.

So as long as a fire breaks out, they will definitely come out to organize firefighting...

The moonlight is deep.

The night is dark and windy.

The weather is dry.

  There is no better opportunity than now!

A few bonfires were the only source of lighting in the area. On the sentry tower next to the wooden fence, a soldier on duty was dozing off.

Mr. Fan quietly stood up, looked around, and then waved back.

Several people followed the shadow of the tent and moved forward silently.

For the sake of money and their own lives, they learned the skill of stealth without any guidance.

No one noticed them, or the sentinels' main attention was outside the camp, and no one would have thought that their own people in the camp would do such a thing...

Several people arrived at the designated location.

If you want to set a fire, you must use kerosene.

Whether it can be burned by just using a torch or hitting it with a flint is hard to say, but there will definitely be a greater risk of exposure.

Mr. Fan reached out and took the small can of kerosene. He listened carefully and heard only snoring sounds coming from inside the tent in the camp.

Nothing is unusual.

Mr. Fan pulled out the cork from the bottle, which made a slight "pop" sound. His hands trembled involuntarily and he almost poured kerosene on himself.

Several people's movements suddenly froze.

After a few more breaths, there was still no change around, and the patrol team in the distance was still walking slowly.

Mr. Fan calmed himself down, then closed his eyes and muttered something before opening his eyes and slowly and steadily pouring the kerosene. He poured while backing away until all the kerosene was emptied and retreated from the camp tent into the shadows.

"Are the bows and crossbows ready?" Fan asked, turning back.

In the shadows, someone took out a bow and crossbow with a strung string.

The sharp arrow flashed coldly in the darkness.

"Very good," Fan nodded, "Light the fire!"

With a crackling sound, the flint ignited the tinder, the tinder ignited the kerosene, and suddenly a line of fire meandered from the ground and quickly ran forward!