People in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Hu and Han respected together

Chapter 61 Ling Zheng
Li Wenhou, Beigong Boyu, the two of them reached an agreement, then things would go smoothly, so the pressure was put on Lingzheng.

Lingju, Lingfu!
At this time, Lingzheng was sitting on the couch, with four maidservants beside him, some were pinching his shoulders, some were beating his legs, some were pouring wine for him, some were feeding him fruit... that kind of life is so pleasant.

But Lingzheng's eyes were not on these maidservants, because there were more erosive enjoyments.

In this room, there are many singers sitting around, playing and singing, the tune is melodious and the singing is melodious.

And they are just a foil, because the real protagonist is in the middle of the room at this time, wearing unlined clothes and light makeup on his face.

Dancing with the music, the unlined clothes are like a veil, revealing a large area of ​​snow inadvertently, the light makeup is even more gorgeous, and there is a moving style between every frown and smile.

Ling Zheng's eyes were all on these dancers, and he never moved from the beginning to the end.

Although Liangzhou is bitterly cold, but he is two thousand stone, it can be said that he has a high position and weight, so he can enjoy it to his heart's content.

This Lingzheng's wide robe has big sleeves, although he can't see his figure clearly while sitting, but his appearance is quite handsome.

Officials in the Han Dynasty also had to look at their face, after all, it represented the face of the court, and this Lingzheng was indeed very handsome.

But the lewd light in his eyes was about to flow down like saliva, from which it can be seen that it is definitely not a good product.

Although this captain guarding Qiang is a military officer, but at this moment, there are no enemies outside the court, and there is no rebellion inside the court...

Such a scholar will be in power!

From the central to the local areas, not to mention the captains of Huqiang, even the captains of Tunqi, Yueqi, infantry, Changshui, and Shesheng Fifth Battalion have all become noble civilians at this time.

If you don't understand military affairs and don't know the hard work of soldiers, you will naturally not understand them, which will easily lead to the separation of soldiers.

Suddenly at this moment, a voice came from outside the room:
"My lord, Zhou Changshi is here, just wait outside for an interview!"

"Zhou Quan, why is he here?" Lingzheng was a little surprised when he heard this, but he waved his hand immediately. The singers and dancers stopped all their movements and quickly retreated behind the screen, while he responded in a deep voice:

"Let him in!"

A moment later, a middle-aged scribe pushed the door open, and finally walked up to Ling Zheng, first saluted respectfully, then said helplessly:

"Minggong, that Beigong Boyu from Yi Congying has returned, and now he is sending people to ask for food and grass, saying that he will continue to go out to inspect the grassland."

"Need food and grass again?!" Lingzheng was furious when he heard this, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he roared loudly:
"Are these barbarians pigs! How can they be so edible! Why don't they die!"

"Xun... Xun... Xun... Could it be that without their inspection, those Di Qiang dared to rebel, these barbarians had better be all dead!"

Zhou Quan hurriedly persuaded after hearing the words:

"Minggong don't want to get angry, but they are just a bunch of barbarians, just like before, just give them some heavy food and send them out at will..."

"This group of barbarians have always been unsafe. If they really rioted, wouldn't Duke Ming be in danger?"

Lingzheng also knew this truth, but he just felt aggrieved. The small amount of property he had accumulated was directly snatched away by Yi Congying. He was simply a bandit.

How good is the Qiang Hu camp, not only can he farm for him, but he won't eat too much food.

The grass roots and the bark can be eaten. These barbarians are really hateful. If they don't give them food, they will riot.

Ling Zheng could only say helplessly:

"How much grain is there now?"

After calculating in Zhou Quan's mind, he lowered his head and cupped his hands and said:
"There are about [-] stones of Shenmai that haven't shed their shells, and there are grains and grasses for the Qiang camp in it."

Ling Zheng heard the words and said directly:

"Give them all to the Yi Cong camp, send these people away quickly, and work hard to protect the Qiang camp, they will definitely understand my good intentions..."

"Afterwards, I went to the county magistrate Lingju and brought out a batch of moldy rotten millet. As long as you can eat it, the Qiang Huying Camp is better than the Yicongying Camp. The Yicongying Camp should be disbanded, and only the Qiang Huying Camp is left..."

Hearing this, Zhou Quan didn't show any abnormality, as if everything was taken for granted:

"Then I'll go down and make arrangements immediately!"

Until Zhou Quan walked outside, Ling Zheng looked around again, waved his hand and said calmly:

"Continue to play music, continue to dance... What is there to compete with a group of barbarians!"

Those dancers and singers walked to the screen again, continued to sing, continued to dance... Those upper-level things have nothing to do with them.

Then it was just a day!
At this time, in the barracks, hundreds of stones of grain have been piled up, but it looks very old, and there is a musty smell.

Li Wenhou, Beigong Boyu, the two of them came to these grains and frowned when they smelled the musty smell.

Li Wenhou drew out his long knife, cut a hole with one knife, and the wheat spilled out of the bag. He grabbed a handful, first smelled it, then threw it into his mouth, and finally spit it out.

Li Wenhou sneered directly and said:

"This Lingzheng can make me have the urge to chop him up again at any time, and the food that my family feeds the livestock will be fresher."

Beigong Boyu nodded, he also agreed with this statement, looked at the food and said slowly:
"Give him a year to live, and we will contact the various chieftains in winter, and let this person pay the price when he grows taller and fatter again!"

Li Wenhou sneered, then ordered his left and right soldiers, looked at them and said in a deep voice:

"Take the wheat down, husk it first, and then grind it into flour. After finishing these, we should leave."

It will take a long time to go to the place this year, the area around the West Sea, the Cizhi River, the big and small Elm Valley...

Wait until next year, everything just waits until next year!
(End of this chapter)