Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The sun gradually rose higher, and the temperature in the room rose under the light. The three sleeping women moved. Su Jinniang woke up first. The woman who got up let the quilt slide off her delicate skin. Her snow-white, firm and soft skin was exposed to the air. She seemed to be a little cold, so she reached out and took her red bellyband.

On the side, Hu Sanniang also opened her eyes and looked into Su Jinniang's eyes. Her sleepy eyes suddenly became clearer. A blush crept up her face. She pulled the quilt to cover her slender collarbone and the white and tender depression under her neck.

The two were shy for a while and did not wake up Wu Qing who was still sleeping. They put on their clothes quietly and checked that the man was no longer in the room. They went out to ask the maid and found out that the man had gone to the study to discuss matters with Li Zuofang Xuedu at dawn. Then they had to wash up and then go to the front hall to have breakfast.

When walking past the study, the sound of conversation inside could be faintly heard. The two women sighed helplessly, and did not bother to disturb them, and left the place with light steps.

"The construction of the fortress cost a lot of manpower and financial resources..."

"But it's understandable. A war can't be won in a day. With our current military strength, it will take quite some time to digest the military states we have swallowed."

Lü Bu sat there straight, listening to Li Zhu and Fang Xuedu talking, his elbows resting on the armrests. "Liaodong is vast and sparsely populated compared to the Central Plains, and there are too few cities in the state that can be defended. That's why I came up with the idea of ​​building a fort outside the city, forming a corner with the city, and placing some elite soldiers there. This way, if someone attacks, there will always be a response. Besides, placing some soldiers outside the city will also make it easier to train and supervise them, so that no one will get drunk and cause trouble after entering the city."

"What the general said makes sense." Fang Xuedu stroked his beard and nodded: "This way, even if someone wants to rebel in the future, they will have to think twice. This will serve as a deterrent in some way."

"Ok?"

Lu Bu turned his head to look at him, and he had a keen sense that at this moment, the military official was not just giving an example. "But what happened in the rear?"

Fang Xuedu put down his hand and said, "Before the general went north to fight Yelu Dezhong, Qiao Changshi received a message that the surrendered troops in Hue City and Laisu City were planning to rebel."

Lu Bu opened his mouth and swallowed the words that were about to rush to his throat to send troops. He just nodded and said: "If the troops are insufficient, you can mobilize the generals in the army."

"Before I came here, the Chief Secretary had already arranged everything. Now I think it should have been settled."

With his mouth wide open, Lu Bu said in a cheerful voice: "That's good."

Then the voices of conversation began again.

……

south.

In the field near the beach, naked bodies were piled up in a dug pit.

Zeng Suo rode on his warhorse, holding a three-pronged fork and spitting out saliva, muttering: "Bah - you still want to rebel with such strength, what's good about the Liao Dynasty, they only know how to exploit us Jurchens."

"Captain, the leader of this group of people is a Khitan noble." The man with two braids hanging behind his head shoveled up dirt and threw it on top of the corpse, covering the white area: "Of course they want to continue bullying us."

Zeng Suo's eyes lit up with joy when he heard that. He laughed heartily on his warhorse, raised his hand to take off his helmet, revealing his newly shaved head. The two braids at the back of his head were wrapped with blue and green ribbons, swaying with his movements.

"That's right. We must protect our little piece of land even better. Otherwise, where can we find a good man like the general? With our military achievements, we can all become nobles."

"That's right. I killed five of them this time. Even if I'm not an elite soldier, I can definitely become a public officer."

"Brother, you will soon have a house, land, and servants." "What do you want land for? I want cattle and sheep."

"Damn it, there are too few people this time. I didn't kill a single one. I really wish there were more rebels."

The sound of shoveling soil continued. A group of Jurchen soldiers were talking enthusiastically while working. Zeng Suo listened carefully from the back, and his mouth curled up. What if the Wanyan family in the north founded a country? Could it make Zeng's family powerful? Could it give these ordinary Jurchen men a hope of success?

However, he only made his family famous by repeating the deeds of the Liao and Song courts.

The old stories that I heard from my father and brothers in the past came to my mind again, and I looked to the north with an indescribable emotion in my eyes.

At this moment, my heart is burning with passion.

In Suzhou, which is on the coast, the rebellion was quickly suppressed by Fei Zhen's troops. The news was transmitted northward via an express route of 800 miles. It was at this time that the official proclamation of victory was sent from Liaoyang Prefecture southward, causing countless people to marvel.

……

The leaves swayed slightly in the wind, and the atmosphere in Liaoyang Prefecture became more relaxed. The people in the city often felt dazed. Nothing major happened this year, and life was still the same as before. They just looked at the big flag with the word "Lu" hanging on the top of the city wall and the newly hung black flag with dragon pattern, and then they sighed.

"The world has changed..." The young man in scholar's clothes was sitting in the restaurant, leaning against the window railing, looking at the pedestrians in the city and said: "But judging from the expressions on their faces, they seem to be living a good life."

"Brother Wang, you came all the way from Shenzhou to Liaoyang Prefecture just to see this?" The sturdy man opposite raised his wine glass and looked at the elegant-looking young man in front of him with some confusion.

The young man at the window didn't look back. He leaned on the guardrail like a boneless person. "I just wanted to see this. If I don't take a look, how would I know where to go next?"

"where to?"

The young man surnamed Wang didn't say anything. He just lay there and waved his hands behind him. The strong man behind him saw this and said no more. He just kept drinking and eating meat. Anyway, all the expenses this time were paid by his friends, so it would be a waste not to eat.

The noisy sounds of the street market outside the window continued. The young man who was staring out the window in a trance suddenly straightened up. In the distance, the gong for cleaning the street sounded, and a figure riding a fiery red warhorse walked along the road surrounded by a group of personal guards.

The sturdy man stopped what he was doing, wiped the grease from his mouth, and cleaned his hands in the basin beside the table. He wiped his hands with a white towel and leaned against the window. He heard the "bang-bang" sound of gongs. After a long while, he turned his head and looked at his companion with bright eyes beside him: "Is that the General of the Cavalry?"

"That should be it." The young man pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

The sturdy man groaned and watched the people passing by the restaurant window: "Where are they going?"

"That's where the government office is." The young man surnamed Wang said, took the wine glass from the table and drank it in one gulp, looking at the back over there: "After the garrison was occupied by Gao Yongchang, a new government office was opened over there. If I'm not mistaken, either there is something wrong with the government office, or he went to the prison."

"Prison?" The sturdy man looked at him strangely: "What are you going to do there?"

"Prisoners..."

The three words floated in the air. (End of this chapter)