Humane Yongchang

Chapter 140
Jibei County, Juping Yanzhou army camp.

[-] Yanzhou army soldiers and [-] civilians camped in the shape of a "qi" on the broad plain close to the Wenshui River.

The sound of the soldiers' drills and the trumpets of the people's husbands connected the large and small camps with each other, and the huge military camp that stretched for [-] to [-] miles was as lively as a temple fair.

Zhao Tuo, who was dressed neatly and walked with a sonorous voice, stepped into the central army tent with his sword.

I saw a burly figure in a faded black robe that still couldn't hide his majesty. He was standing in front of a big case with his sleeves rolled up, expressionlessly using a boning knife to concoct a thin and colorful worm.

With bloody hands, he skillfully peeled off the snow-white tiger skin and cut off pieces of red meat that was still steaming with traces of heat.

The threatening bloody smell filled the tent.

"Last General Zhao Tuo, see the Lord."

Zhao Tuo walked to the tent, clasped his fists and cupped his hands.

"I'm home."

Lu Zheng turned his head to look at him, and said with a slight smile, "It's been hard work all the way."

Zhao Tuo hurriedly said: "Lord, lift up love, it's only a hundred miles away, why bother!"

Lu Zheng smiled mildly, took out a lacquer plate, and nimbly sliced ​​a small piece of red meat into thin slices with a boning knife in his hand, and put it on a plate and handed it to him: "This big worm has been hungry for six or seven days, and the meat is fine. Delicious, not fishy or stinky, just the right time to eat!"

Zhao Tuo took the lacquer plate with both hands, picked up a piece with his bare hands and put it into his mouth, chewed two bites, and said with a wide-eyed smile, "I haven't eaten this mouthful for some days, and the last time I used glutinous rice was at the beginning of Jingzhe, and the Lord took the last general. That spring hunt."

"yes……"

Lu Zheng seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly lost interest. With a thud, he threw the boning knife in his hand onto the desk, grabbed the snow-white silk cloth on the desk and slowly wiped his hands, "Come on."

He stepped aside from the desk and turned around and stepped above the large tent with a slightly melancholy expression on his face.

Zhao Tuo knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't dare to say more. He quickly put down the lacquer plate in his hand, walked to the water basin beside him and carefully cleaned his hands. He walked to the desk and picked up the boning knife. , and then concocted the head worm.

"Have you seen Fusu when you go back this time?"

Lu Zheng was sitting on the tent, staring at the tent outside, and asked lightly.

Zhao Tuo followed him around since he was a child, and when he heard it, he knew that he was insincere, and he said it, but he answered truthfully: "Go back to the Lord, seeing the eldest son, he is all right, but he is a little worried about the Lord, Before leaving, he was still holding the hand of the last commander, and he told the last commander over and over again to take care of the Lord's daily life..."

"whispering sound."

Lu Zheng sneered and said lightly: "He is full of the Confucian word 'benevolence' in his heart, and he has always complained about my intensive study of legalism. Now that I am not at home, no one will scold him for his wife. Ren, he is happy and it is too late, Anhui will remember the life and death of Nai Gong?" (In the pre-Qin period, the emperor of Zhou and the princes and kings called themselves "Buhu" and also "Bugu". "Zhen" as the exclusive of the emperor claims to be the ancestor of the dragon.)
Zhao Tuo just smiled naively and did not dare to answer.

Lu Zheng also knew that he would not take this talk, so he stopped after complaining.

Inside the tent, there was only the muffled rustling sound of sharp blades cutting raw meat.

for a long time.

Lu Zhengcai asked again, "What did the state shepherd say?"

Zhao Tuo gently put down the meat-cutting knife, turned to Lu Zheng, clasped his fists and bent over, and said solemnly, "Your Excellency said: 'According to the sky, follow the trend'."

"whispering sound."

Lu Zheng sneered again: "It's really no surprises, no changes..."

This time, there was no more laughter in his laughter.

There is only deep disappointment and lamentation.

After a while, Lu Zhengcai cleared his mind, glanced at Zhao Tuo who was still bent over under the tent, and said softly, "Get up."

"only!"

Zhao Tuo got up and continued to pick up the boning knife to cook the colorful worms.

Lu Zhengdao: "Last night, I checked the Malay News, the Yellow Turban rebels in Qingzhou escorted grain and fodder, rectified the troops and horses, and their intention to violate Yanzhou is no longer concealed. I expect that within ten days, Song Yi, the leader of the thief, will lead the army to the southwest, according to your opinion. , what should I do?"

Hearing him talk about business, Zhao Tuo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Returning to the Lord, the last general has been thinking about this matter for the past few days. In my humble opinion, our army must not defend the soil. We should take the initiative to attack and replace the defense with attack!"

He did not mention the strength of the two sides.

But this gap is shown, and there is suspicion of growing others' ambitions and destroying one's own prestige-Qingzhou Yellow Turbans gathered 40 soldiers, and they added 15 civilian husbands to only [-].

more importantly.

At present, Yanzhou is surrounded by the Yellow Turbans on three sides.

It's like a house, three walls have collapsed, they can block one wall, but can't block the second... No matter which way the Yellow Turbans are released into Yanzhou, the situation they are struggling to support collapses suddenly!

Lu Zheng gave a high five and said, "Your opinion coincides with mine!"

He slowly got up, stepped into the front of the desk, used a meat-cutting knife to pick up a large piece of bloody red meat and put it into his mouth, chewing it: "If you defend the land, you will lose all the people and the land. The soil is all there!"

When Zhao Tuo heard the words, an excited flame ignited in his eyes.

He knew Lu Zheng.

He never talks on paper.

He would say so.

That will do it!

How magnificent it is to lead 40 elite soldiers to attack [-] disorderly troops!
"Just sigh..."

He put down the meat-cutting knife, and instead lamented: "I want to repay the imperial court with a countryman, but the court refuses to treat me with a countryman, what if, what if!"

Zhao Tuo's expression darkened after hearing this.

He slowly put down the deboning knife, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, on Taishi Taibu's side, didn't the state shepherd have already uncovered it? Could it be that those thieves of the corpse are trying to demand bribes?"

Lu Zheng shook his head, turned around and walked back to the tent: "This matter has long since passed. What I said was the matter of the imperial court adding the governor of the county to the commander of the cavalry."

"Ok?"

Zhao Tuo was stunned for a while. He had heard one ear on the road when he returned to Juping from Changyi.

But he only thought it was when the imperial court began to pay attention to the chaos of Taiping Road, and he didn't take it to heart. Why does he hear it now...

"Lord..."

He asked cautiously, "Isn't this a good thing?"

"Good thing?"

Lu Zheng looked at him mockingly: "How did you see the word 'good' in it?"

Zhao Tuo replied: "In this way, the county governors will no longer be able to sit back and watch the Yellow Turban rebels make trouble! If they are willing to lead troops into battle, even if it is not good, they can also share a part of the bandit army for our army!"

"Ah……"

Lu Zheng sneered and said "shallow", but did not explain it to him in detail.

He could see clearly that the court's move was clearly intended to use this chaos to further weaken the strength of the clan of the county governors in Kyushu!

This may be a long-planned strategy by the imperial court to curb the strength of local officials.

Perhaps it was the speed at which the Taiping Dao Rebellion spread, which made all the dukes in the court fearful...

Anyway!

This policy is by no means a good policy.

This strategy is also a real stupid strategy.

I don't know how many years those public officials and elders have not walked out of the one-third of an acre in Luoyi before they could come up with such a stupid trick!
Is it true that today's shepherds are still those shepherd dogs who were ordered by the emperor in 200?

It's only the big Zhou loyal ministers who are bent on doing real things to suffer!
Just like Chen Sheng, the governor of Chen County, who was able to overthrow the Xiong family who had been rooted in Chen County for more than 500 years in his weak crown year. How deep is his mind, how old-fashioned his actions are, and he is a proper figure of a tyrant in troubled times!

He finally used the word "fake" to hold him!

As a result, as soon as he turned around, the court gave him such a hand...

Isn't this the tiger returning to the mountain?

Being a loyal minister...it's hard!
Lu Zheng rubbed his temples with a headache, and looked southwest, as if he had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw the scene in the Dangshan camp.

……

On the gray street separated by low and shabby thatched huts.

A slender, middle-aged man wearing a foot-high leather hat, a brown jacket, and an old dagger around his waist was walking slowly along the street with a yellow dog led by a straw rope.

It was obvious that something was on his mind.

Many people walking in and out of the street took the initiative to greet him with a smile, but he was just absent-mindedly "hmmm" perfunctorily.

Suddenly.

Several noble knights in flowered clothes and hunting bows, with roe, rabbit, pheasant and other prey hanging on their horses, ran through the middle of the street.

One of them saw the middle-aged man walking forward gloomily on the street, laughed and took off a bar from the horse's back and threw it at the middle-aged man: "Liu Ji, then!"

The middle-aged man was smashed by the object, and instinctively raised his hands to hold the Lord, only to find out that it turned out to be a three-foot flower snake with its head taken out!
He was startled, his hands loosened, and the headless flower snake rolled from his arms to the ground.

Seeing this, several knights laughed and walked away.

The middle-aged man felt that he was being teased, and jumped his feet in anger and scolded: "Yong Te, it's the man who fucked your mother!"

Hearing the words, the distant knight not only was not annoyed, but laughed even louder.

Apparently, they are very familiar...

After the knights were far away, the middle-aged man angrily picked up the headless flower snake on the ground, put it on his shoulders, and swayed and continued to walk forward with the yellow dog.

Soon.

He came to a slightly tall tile-roofed house among the many thatched cottages, and pushed in without knocking on the door: "Fan Kuai, Fan Kuai!"

"bump."

There was a sound of a crock pot falling to the ground and shattering from the inner room, but then I saw a black-faced strong man with a disheveled shirt, showing a black chest full of chest hair, sticking his head out from the inner room and looking out.

Seeing the person coming, the anger on his face eased a little, and he smiled rudely: "It was the second brother, wait a moment, the younger brother will finish the work soon..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

A disheveled woman in flowery clothes ripped open him, covered her face and rushed out of the inner room, a gust of wind rushed out of the courtyard gate.

The middle-aged man stared at the woman's buttocks for a long time, until everyone was gone, and then he turned around and smiled "hehe" at the big black man who came out in his clothes: "Who's there? ?"

The black-faced man was disturbed by him, but he was neither annoyed nor ashamed. He smiled "hehe" just like him: "From Wang Yangzi's family."

"Okay you!"

The middle-aged man punched him in the chest: "Neigong always thinks of your son whenever something good happens, but when your son eats meat, you can't think of Naigong!"

"Hey hey hey..."

The black-faced big man cupped his hands with a wicked smile on his face and said, "Next time, I will definitely call the second brother, the second brother!"

"Get out of here!"

The middle-aged man smiled angrily: "Nei Gongcai will not be brother-in-law with you... Go, cook the dog, and then make the snake soup, let's eat two bowls."

"Got it!"

The black-faced man skillfully took the yellow dog's straw rope and the headless flower snake from his hands, and at the end he looked at the headless flower snake and said "tsk tsk" in amazement: "Second brother, where did this good thing come from? , not much longer."

After the cold dew now, there are few traces of such long snakes in the mountains.

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Yong Te, that dog thief playing tricks is given by the public... They went into the mountains to hunt again today."

The black-faced man said "tsk" enviously several times before saying, "Rich people, that's great!"

"Go, go, cook the dog first, and talk nonsense later!"

The middle-aged man sat listlessly on the firewood stack in the courtyard and couldn't help sighing.

The black-faced man glanced at him, bent down and gently stroked the top of the yellow dog's head.

The big yellow dog licked his palm in a pleasing manner.

Then he only heard a "click", and the big yellow dog's neck was easily broken by his bare hands.

There are many ways to kill a dog.

It's just a way for him to be lazy.

He skillfully found slaughtering tools and hung up the yellow dog to skin it.

"Second brother, don't worry too much. If you want me to tell you, those Yellow Turban thieves in Xuzhou may not dare to come to our Yanzhou."

Hearing the middle-aged man sitting on his back on the firewood, he couldn't stop sighing, and the black-faced man also sighed, comforting him: "Besides, even if they do come, how much do they have to do with poor people like you and me? What? He can't see anyone and kill him, right? Even if you can't do it, it doesn't matter. Our brothers slaughter and make a business, so it won't shorten your family's food."

"If you want me to say, big families like Yong Te and Wang Ling should be worried and sleepless at night, do they have money..."

The middle-aged man in the room heard the words and interjected: "Okay, you can just say Yong Teh. How long did Brother Wang Ling wait for me? How could I have arranged him behind the scenes?"

After a pause, he sighed again, and said in a low voice, "I just feel that my life is not worth it, a dignified seven-foot man, but he can only bury his head in that one or two buckets of meager salary every day... I I don't think I should be like this!"

The black-faced man peeled the dog's skin intently, as if he hadn't heard his words.

After he pulled out the whole dog skin, he suddenly turned his head to look directly at the middle-aged man on the pile of firewood, and said solemnly: "Second brother, why don't I go and cast the yellow turban thief, because of your fame and reputation. With my strength, our brothers will definitely be able to make a lot of money..."

The middle-aged man was so frightened by his words that he sat up from the pile of firewood and interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a big crime of treason!"

The black-faced man didn't say anything, and turned around as if nothing had happened and continued to cook the yellow dog in front of him.

The middle-aged man was moved by what he said. He sat on the pile of firewood and thought for a long time with his eyes flickering, and suddenly said: "Even if you want to vote, you should go to Dangshan to go to Captain Meng, we grew up here since we were young. Big, familiar with the terrain here, you will definitely be able to be reused by Captain Meng!"

"Boom."

The black-faced man who chopped the dog meat heard the words, and chopped the dog meat and the chopping board under the dog meat into two halves with one knife!
He threw down the hatchet in his hand and said overjoyedly, "Whoever the second brother said to vote for, we will vote for!"

The middle-aged man looked at the dog meat on the chopping board and said with a smile: "If you want to vote, then you have to finish the meal and then go, and then call Lu Wan, Cao Can, Xia Houying and the others together, what a good person!"

The black-faced man picked up the hatchet and continued to chop the meat, and said without thinking, "Second brother is in charge!"

　The gentlemen have been waiting for a long time, but I always heard the giants in the author group say that anti-theft is very useful, and I couldn't help but want to try it... Thank you very much for your understanding and support.

　　
　
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