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Chapter 1016 Wei Qing's Discovery and Cooperation
At three quarters past three in the morning, when the first ray of morning light pierced through the clouds, Wei Qing and his more than 20,000 elite Yulin troops finally arrived at the south gate of Qiandu, following the traces of the Yellow Turban Army's retreat.

Wei Qing pulled the reins, and the hooves of the white dragon horse under his crotch trampled on the bluestone slabs, creating tiny sparks of fire. He saw the flames rising to the sky in the city from afar, and the usually calm general almost fell off his horse.

"Ran Min! Qubing! Take the vanguard and put out the fire!"

"The rest of you, follow me into the city. If you see the Yellow Turban bandits setting fires..."

His loud shouting caused the snow on the city wall to fall down, and his whip pointed towards Qiandu City.

"Wait a minute! Uncle, General Wei, look at those places that are on fire..."

Wei Qing was about to enter the city with a grim face, but Huo Qubing grabbed the reins beside him.

"Pass the order down, the Black Scale Cavalry will be divided into two teams. One team will follow me to put out the fire, and the other team will escort the people out of the city!"

The young general swept the fire scene with a hawk-like gaze, and suddenly reined in his horse and turned toward West Market.

It was not until Wei Qing rode his horse through the city gate that he understood why Huo Qubing changed color. He saw that the flames in the east were all over the officials' mansions with carved beams and painted rafters, while the thatched huts in the West Market where the people lived were intact.

What surprised him even more was that the Yulin Army wearing black armor was fighting the fire side by side with the surrounding civilians. The two groups threw water bags to each other across the fire, just like old friends who had been partners for many years.

The skyline in the distance was dyed an eerie ochre-red, as if a god had overturned a cinnabar inkstone, or as if the underworld's infernal fire had crept into the human world.

"General, this fire... is well controlled!"

Ran Min drove the red dragon horse under his crotch closer, and the blood beads on the double-edged spear glowed dimly in the firelight.

When he had just led the Yulin cavalry to charge forward, he had witnessed with his own eyes the gilded plaque of the Taiwei Mansion smashing into the sea of ​​fire, and the sparks scalding the horses of three Yulin soldiers.

Wei Qing raised his hand to stop the army formation behind him. The scales of his armor made a faint sound in the night wind. His usually calm brows were now twisted into a "川" shape. His eyes swept over the remaining lights swaying on the city wall - those lanterns should have been wrapped in bright yellow satin, but now they were tilted to this and that, and some were even licked in half by the flames, revealing the bamboo skeleton inside.

"Go away!"

"Take your eight hundred Black Scale Cavalry and circle the city three times to see how far the fire has spread."

He suddenly shouted in a low voice, startling a few crows under the eaves.

"Order!"

The young general's voice exploded from behind the formation, and eight hundred Black Scale Cavalry surged out like a black tide.

Huo Qubing was in the lead, the white flag on the tip of his spear fluttering in the night wind. The air currents he created wherever he passed blew up several unburned pages of memorials into the air.

"You lead your troops to guard the city gate, but if there are any living creatures entering or leaving..."

Wei Qing watched this elite force disappear into the night, then turned to Ran Min and said.

"Whether it's a human or a rat, control them all first!"

He paused, and stroked the inlay of the meteorite sword at his waist with his fingertips.

Amid the gradually rising smell of burning in the city, Wei Qing urged his horse to pass through the Qiantian Gate. All he saw were broken walls and ruins. The stone lion in front of the Taifu Mansion was broken in half, with smoke still rising from the cracks.

He dismounted from his horse and stepped on something hard with the sole of his boot - it was actually half of a bronze token of the Censorate, the pattern of the Xiezhi on it had been licked beyond recognition by the flames.

"Look, Commander Wei!"

A Yulin soldier suddenly cried out in surprise. Wei Qing looked in the direction he pointed and saw that the lights in the direction of the West Market were bright. The bamboo sheds between the streets were intact, and even the colorful silk used to hang the riddles was not burned by the fire.

What was even more strange was that there were still unharvested cabbages drying on the stone steps in front of the people's houses, with water droplets shining brightly in the moonlight, as if the owner had just gone out to buy wine and would be back in a moment. This strange scene made Wei Qing's back cold, and he quickly walked through two streets and alleys, and suddenly heard a child crying from the end of the alley.

The three Yulin soldiers immediately drew their swords and surrounded the man, only to see a bamboo cradle leaning against the blue brick wall. A baby in the cradle was waving his little fist, and there was a trace of honey on his thumb that he was sucking.

"General, this..."

Ran Min's hand holding the double-edged spear was shaking slightly. He had just heard from the people that the Yellow Turban Army had tied the eighteen people of the Imperial College's chief priest's family behind their horses like a string of candied haws. At this moment, the sleeping baby was like a loud slap in the face.

Wei Qing leaned over and picked up the cradle, and the golden lock hanging around the baby's neck suddenly dangled before his eyes - the lock plate was engraved with the seal script "Long life", and the back was engraved with "God bless Daqian" in small characters.

"Good job, my lord Meng Zhang."

He ran his fingertips over the dent and suddenly chuckled.

With Wei Qing's battlefield skills, he could easily see that something was wrong with the Yellow Turban Army during their confrontation with Meng Zhang.

The Qinglong Tiansu Legion under Meng Zhang's command facing the Qian Army under Gu Changqing and the Hengzhou Army under Su Ye's command are completely two different legions!

Therefore, even though Wei Qing could not guess the specific relationship between Meng Zhang and Su Ye for the time being, he roughly understood that the two were definitely in the same group!

"General Wei! All the residences that were burned were those of officials above the third rank. Even the river engineering map kept by the Minister of Works was turned to ashes, but the weights of the rice shop in the East Market were still tied to the beams!"

Before he finished speaking, Huo Qubing had returned on horseback. The young general's white cloak was covered in soot, and the tip of his spear was pierced with a half-burnt account book.

Wei Qing took over the charred account book. The handwriting was twisted like earthworms after being burned by the fire, but he could still vaguely make out words like "Taicang Rice and Wheat".

He suddenly remembered the intelligence on the Luowang battlefield he had received half a month ago - a secret agent under Meng Zhang's command had infiltrated the canal transport terminal and exchanged thirty ships of military rations for brown rice.

At that time, I thought the Yellow Turban Army was short of food, but now it seems...

"Report!"

"A small group of Yellow Turbans were found in the south city! They are escorting hundreds of prisoner carts to the docks. The carts... the carts are full of old and weak people in silk and satin!"

Another Black Scale Rider came galloping over, bringing a piece of news that Wei Qing was not interested in at all.

Wei Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly remembered the Nine Essays on Governing a Country put forward by Mr. Guan Zhong in the Jixia Academy in Hengzhou. The eighth essay was "Aristocratic families are like termites, and we should deal with them step by step."

Today, the scorched earth on the ground in Qiandu Huafu looks as if someone has used the most violent means to eradicate the entangled cancer for the new dynasty.

"Ran Min, take your cavalry to the dock."

"Remember, you can only bluff, but don't really do it."

Wei Qing jumped onto his horse, and the meteorite sword sounded like a dragon when it was unsheathed.

Looking at Ran Min taking orders and leaving, Wei Qing turned to Huo Qubing and said.

"Take eight hundred Black Scale Cavalry and search along the moat. If you see any kerosene cans left behind by the Yellow Turban Army, report immediately."

After the young general left like the wind, he turned his horse's head and sighed towards the direction of the Qiandu Palace.

He roughly understood that the Daqian Dynasty was not so much destroyed by the Yellow Turban Army as it was destroyed by his own lord!

But now Wei Qing, including Wei Zifu, Huo Qubing and others are all closely tied to Su Ye, and Wei Zifu is even pregnant with Su Ye's first child!
Now the relationship between their Wei family and Su Ye can be said to be one of shared success and shared failure!
Therefore, even though he knew that Su Ye was the culprit that caused the Daqian Dynasty to fall apart, Wei Qing still chose to remain silent and would do his best to help Su Ye keep this secret.

It would be best if we wait until he is a hundred years old, and then put us into the coffin together!
(End of this chapter)