Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 220 Isn't this just preparation for war?
Speaking of Guo Ziyi, he was really awesome. After all, over the years in history, there were only a few people who were posthumously named Zhongwu, and Guo Ziyi was one of them.

But the highest rank that Guo Ziyi's father held during his lifetime was a governor, and that of a small state at that. The rank of a governor ranged from the fourth rank to the fifth rank. Xia Lin, for example, is now a fifth rank, which means that he is called a county magistrate but actually receives the allowance of a mayor.

And Guo Tong, the little boy sitting next to him who called him uncle, had the highest official position he ever held in history as the chief clerk of a county under Jingzhao Prefecture...

The secretary general of the county party committee is an eighth-rank official because it is Jingzhao Prefecture, a serious and insignificant official.

It seems that Tongzi's ability is not that great. And if you look further up, it is normal that his father, his cousin Xia Lin, is called the shame of the family by Lao Guo.

But no matter how much of a shame he was to the family, he was still a member of the Guo family, and the only son of Old Guo. He was expelled by the Li family just like that. This was not in line with the rules of officialdom.

Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary, so during the meal, Xia Lin asked curiously, "Is Commander Chai the man of Princess Pingyang?"

"Yes, it was him." The elder brother of the Guo family took a deep breath. "That bastard is really inhuman. We are all colleagues, and I am a few years older than him. He should call me brother in private. But he not only scolded me, but also dismissed me in front of everyone. How can I put my face aside in the future?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. As soon as he said it, Lao Guo slammed his chopsticks on the bowl and said, "Let's not talk about others first. Do you think I don't know your nature? You are lazy, greedy, and lustful. If others say something about you, I might have to stand up for you. I watched Chai Shao grow up, and I know his character best. He is strong but cowardly. If you were not such a bastard that you were too eye-catching in the military camp, he would definitely not have driven you away."

At this point, Old Guo was so angry that he couldn't eat. He drank a big bowl of soup to calm down his anger. He really had no way to deal with his son. He had been a playboy since he was young. He was embarrassed to introduce him to others as his son.

Otherwise, someone would ask, "You, Guo Da, command the Po Lu Army, so it's okay for you to arrange a lieutenant position for your son, right?" What would Guo Da say at this time? Should he say that his son was not qualified to join the Po Lu Army, and he could only find a job for him among his acquaintances?
Oh, how shameful!

But Xia Lin frowned at this moment. After seeing his expression, Lao Guo looked at his grandson and daughter-in-law and said, "Have you finished eating? Leave the table if you're done."

When there were only three of them left, Lao Guo finally spoke up: "What the hell are you holding back? Let it out."

Xia Lin started laughing now: "Father Guo, I was thinking. I'm afraid that my brother's problem may not be his fault."

At this moment, Guo Da and his son became excited, especially Xia Lin's adopted brother. It was so hard to find someone speaking for him, so he was naturally happy.

"Speak in full." Lao Guo pointed with his chopsticks: "Don't learn from that sour scholar, who has a sultry temper."

"My brother may have made mistakes in the military camp, such as being lazy or doing nothing, but if I were Chai Shao, I would definitely not drive him away. Because you, Guo Dad, are still here, and the Fenyang Guo family is still here. There is a saying that goes, "Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face." After all, if my brother was really so unbearable that he had to be driven away, he would not have been allowed to work there for ten years. Even if he was under Chai Shao, he has been here for three years, right?"

"Yes, it will be three years soon." Brother Guo nodded and said, "It will be three years in two months."

"Besides, my brother is usually in charge of dispatching horse hay. How could there be any mistakes in this job? The hay wasn't burned, so did someone steal it?"

These words made Lao Guo laugh, but from Xia Lin's point of view, it did seem a little strange. The horses were not starved, and the barn was not burned, but they were driven away out of thin air. There must be something wrong here.

"So I think there is something going on here. If Father Guo doesn't mind the trouble, he can go and find out how many children from other families have been dismissed. If it's just my eldest brother, then there's nothing wrong with it. But if all the children from other families have been dismissed, then there's something going on here, and it's a big deal."

Intelligence analysis originated in the Warring States Period, but due to objective factors such as transportation, this discipline has not developed very well. However, this does not mean that it is not important. In many cases, information asymmetry is fatal enough.

Let’s put it this way, if they really start to clear out the children of aristocratic families from all over the place, then the biggest possibility is that they are about to start making plans.

Longcheng, as long as the flying general of Longcheng is here, the Hu horse will not be allowed to cross the Yinshan Mountains. That is also the birthplace of the Tang Dynasty. If we really want to raise an army, Taiyuan, which Brother Yunlong has been thinking about, is naturally the best choice.

With this concern, Lao Guo naturally had to investigate. He sent people to check with the major families, but this would probably not take a short time.

"Don't be in a hurry. This is just the first step. They will probably have to struggle for another three to five years. At least I can guarantee that as long as Your Majesty is still here, the Li family will not start a rebellion. They will be attacked by everyone without any reason. Now Li Yuan can't stand the two military gods of Wei attacking him at the same time."

After hearing this, Lao Guo burst into laughter: "You little bastard."

After the meal, Xia Lin was arranged to go to the side room to rest. He lay there on his side, took out his mobile phone and started searching - conditions for the rapid development of the city.

Although Fuliang is already quite powerful now, it is still far from enough. However, this is already the limit of what Xia Lin can do. After all, he is not a professional, and he probably has a thought in his mind that sooner or later he will face off against the most powerful carbon-based creature on the earth of this era.

Damn it, who came up with Fuliang to fight against Chang'an? You can tell with your ass that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Wang Shichong's chaos will surely weaken Luoyang, and Chang'an will only become stronger in the future, so strong that it will become a giant among northern cities. Since ancient times, the north and the south have been fighting against each other, with the north being strong and the south being weak. Except for Zhu, few people can take a foothold in the south and counterattack the north. Therefore, the overall construction scale of Fuliang must be stronger than Chang'an to have the capital to fight.

He used a pen to copy the contents of the phone into a small notebook, and then he looked up the life of Princess Pingyang. He actually thought that this princess was quite interesting, but when he looked at her, he found out... wasn't she going to die next year?

Oh? Die of illness next year?

Xia Lin sat up from the bed. Just died like that?
He looked around but couldn't find out what disease she had nor did he know the exact time of her death. But judging from her current mental state, it should be a disease that could kill her quickly, but it couldn't be gout.

Ok……

He put on his clothes and strolled into the yard. At this moment, his cheap brother was being punished by chopping wood. He was fat and was sweating all over. When he saw Xia Lin coming over, he smiled at him with difficulty: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, brother."

Xia Lin looked around and found that there was no one. Lao Guo had drunk some wine at noon and had to sleep for a while, so he picked up an axe and started chopping wood nearby.

"Brother, what was the name of Princess Pingyang?"

"As for her, it is said that her name is not elegant, so people never call her by her real name. She is the third child in the family, so everyone calls her the Third Princess. The older ones like us call her Third Mother."

"Sanniang sounds nice too." Xia Lin said with a smile, "Does she have any hidden illness?"

"Hidden illness?" The cheap brother was silent for a while. "I haven't heard of that, but she has been in battle for many years and has suffered many injuries. She has been married for ten years but still has no children. Everyone says that she can no longer have children."

"Is this what you usually talk about in the barracks?"

The cheap brother chuckled: "In the army, we just talk about women. It's bitterly cold in the north, and when it's freezing cold, everyone huddles together to warm themselves by the fire, so naturally they dare to say anything."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly paused and said, "Ah, if you are talking about a hidden illness, I seem to have heard from General Chai's personal soldiers that one day in the middle of the night, General Chai hurried to the Third Princess's residence and said that the Third Princess had an unbearable abdominal pain and was about to faint."

Xia Lin frowned: "Abdominal pain."

"Well, it was probably last year... No, the year before last. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Nothing, just asking out of curiosity."

Xia Lin pursed her lips and said nothing more. She just continued to help her brother chop the firewood. Then she returned to the room, picked up the cheat device and searched for "diseases in ancient times that can make people die of pain". She felt that Princess Pingyang was in the late stage of cancer.

However, he finally carefully selected a few, including infection caused by gallbladder perforation, infection caused by appendicitis, or pancreatic cancer. But in this era, pancreatic cancer will not last more than half a year, so it must be some chronic disease.

Judging from her body shape, it should not be a gastrointestinal disease. Her body shape is H-shaped, not swaying in the wind, but rather looks very strong. However, if she marches and fights, it is easy for her to sleep in the open air or overeat and then continue to be hungry.

Anyway, from what I can see now, the probability of the gallbladder and appendix being infected is relatively high. Acute infection and suppuration and perforation lead to abdominal cavity contamination, secondary peritonitis, systemic infection, toxic shock, and then no treatment, and he died suddenly...

Well... it's time to click on the medical technology tree. After returning to Fuliang, I will let Dong Niang start learning.

In the evening, he did not stay for dinner, but went to find Lao Zhang, mainly because he needed Lao Zhang's amazing painting skills.

"Can you see what's on it?" Xia Lin put the phone in front of Lao Zhang: "This picture."

"Are you fucking crazy?" Lao Zhang cursed, "How many times have you asked me, can't you see, can't you see? Every time I see you staring at a paperweight and laughing, I think you're sick. Now you want me to be sick too, right?"

"Well... well, let's follow the old rules. I'll describe and you draw. Hurry up, time is running out."

(End of this chapter)