Because this arrest can be said to be a joint operation between Dali Temple and Youwensi. As a result, the person was found, but unfortunately he died.
This is a bit embarrassing.
Kan Ze lowered his head and did not dare to look at Fei Qian. He felt very ashamed. Although he did not kill him personally, in the last step, it could indeed be said that his men made a mistake. The mistakes of his men were their own business.
, his subordinates will accept the relevant punishment, but the responsibility is Kan Ze's business, and he needs to take the responsibility, instead of saying it is someone else's fault and then leaving it alone.
"I heard that there is a huge difference in martial arts among the generals. I think that we should train more," Kan Ze reported. "This is my responsibility. I failed to think carefully in advance, and even made mistakes on the spot..."
Fei Qian nodded slightly. It's not that Fei Qian didn't know this, but that he couldn't think of it. The information of later generations is too complicated, so that in many cases there are useful, slightly useful and basically useless information.
They are mixed together and there is no logical connection, making it difficult to use them effectively most of the time.
Just like this arrest operation, after Kan Ze said this, Fei Qian remembered that in later generations, the training programs of the army and the police were not exactly the same.
To put it simply, the army focuses on effective killing, but the police focus more on effective arrests. Although in some cases, the army will arrest some alive, but those survivors often only live for a while and are disposable.
, and the police also impose the death penalty when arresting criminals, but the death penalty is for education and regulation, and is for compliance with the law, not for private killing.
So Kan Ze said that Wen Si's subordinates needed to be retrained. Fei Qian should have known about this a long time ago and brought it up, but Fei Qian forgot...
"This matter..." Fei Qian said slowly, "We can join forces with the Inspection Office... Well, it's not very appropriate. In this way, we can add a special training section in the martial arts hall and deploy elite scouts as instructors.
The key is to capture, lurk, and trace, and to impart training-related skills... Well, all participants in the training are masked and use false names to avoid identity leaks... The Special Training Section of Jiangwu Hall is also located in Qinling.
In the middle, an additional camp will be opened...Shiyuan, please remember...necessary supplies and consumption, and go to the accounts of the Hussar Mansion..."
Fei Qian gave a solution similar to that of later generations. Although it may not be as rigorous and standardized as that of later generations, it is more than enough for the present. The personnel used pseudonyms for each other and trained independently in the relatively hidden Qinling area.
Space, even if it is necessary to find out who belongs to a certain department through checking accounts or tracking the use of materials, they will be directed to the Hussar Mansion, basically avoiding the exposure of the personnel of the Wen Department.
After all, the most important thing about Youwen Division is the confidentiality of its personnel. If everyone knows how many people there are in Youwen Division, what they look like, and what their names are, then how can they keep it secret?
After solving one problem, it is natural to deal with the second problem now...
Fan Cong.
Although it is said that Fan Cong identified Liu Ci, it is certain that Fan Cong has not returned to Shandong with a high probability. However, because he identified Liu Ci on the spot, there is no guarantee that Fan Cong was not exposed...
At the same time, this Liu Ci incident also shows that Liu Ci actually had some precautions against Fan Cong at the beginning. At least after Liu Ci entered Chang'an, he did not get in touch with Fan Cong immediately.
This actually proves that Fan Cong's utility is diminishing at the margin and is expected to approach zero soon.
Three waves of people died in a row, but Fan Cong was safe and sound. This will naturally arouse Shandong's suspicion. Once Fan Cong is really listed as the object of suspicion, even if Fan Cong is placed on the periphery, nothing can be achieved.
Utility. So now, either continue to wait for some marginal utility gains, or do something before Liu Ci's death is completely passed back to Shandong.
"Lord, I have an idea," Pang Tong said with a smile. "Anyway, staying in Tongguan seems to be of little use. Let him go back. He may not dare, so..."
Pang Tong chuckled, "Let him die once!"
……(;′??Д??)……
"What?"
When he heard the word "death", Fan Cong was so frightened that he almost urinated.
Fan Cong felt as if the sky was falling apart, all objects were shaking, losing color, and only black and white remained.
The person opposite also turned into a human figure, and seemed to be making a buzzing sound, but Fan Cong couldn't hear it clearly.
There is always a huge gap between ideal and reality.
In reality, Fan Cong is afraid of death, but in his ideal life, he thought that he would not be afraid of death. Just like young people, they will think that they are very heroic and can point the country, but in reality, they finally found out that they are not afraid of death.
I was crushed by the world, and even when I wanted to escape from the world at the age of thirty-five, I found that I was not even qualified to become a monk.
Since being caught by Youwen Si, Fan Cong has not been able to sleep well almost every night. Before going to bed, he has to look at the doors and windows and the corners of the house to see if there are any flaws or if there is any hidden killer.
, and then he would wake up several times while sleeping, and then suddenly stand up and stare at the door, window, or corner of the house, because his murderer jumped out of nowhere in his dream...
He was so frightened and restless day and night that he couldn't handle daily affairs well.
It's just that Ma Yue in Tongguan knew what Fan Cong was, so he didn't care what matters Fan Cong could handle during the day. He even felt that Fan Cong was better off this way, since he only needed to show off anyway.
But as a result, Fan Cong became even more nervous and uneasy.
Because he knows that this is the only value he has left.
The value of acting as bait. It is like hanging on a hook, dangling in the water, waiting for the next fish to pounce. No matter who is holding the boom, they are looking forward to whether the next fish will be big or fat.
Fat, who cares whether the earthworm twisting on the hook hurts or not, whether it hurts or not, and whether it will scare you while waiting to be swallowed by the fish?
Now the wait is finally here...
Fan Cong was sluggish, like an earthworm that had given up everything.
"...Did you hear that? Do you want to go to Cochin or the snow area?"
Fan Cong felt the figure shaking in front of him and his voice vibrating, and then the meaning of his words slowly penetrated into his mind.
"Ah?" Fan Cong was stunned for a moment.
"After about one or two terms, depending on your performance during the term, there will be opportunities for promotion... Decide where you want to go first..." The figure shook, and the voice continued to echo in his ears, "But now we need to put this in place first."
Things are done..."
Fan Cong suddenly felt that he was alive again, and all the colors and scenes were restored again, "I..."
Fan Cong found that his throat was as dry as the Gobi Desert where there had been no rain for a year. Stones and gravel rubbed against each other, making a hoarse voice, "Can I... still live?"
…(??^??~)…
Luoyang.
Luoyang City went from being a magnificent capital to ruins, with only a burst of fire in between.
What was burned in this fire was the essence of the Eastern Han Dynasty. On the list of burial objects, the name of the Yang family of Hongnong was obviously included.
No one would willingly be a burial object.
But whether to rely on Cao Cao to resurrect, or to rely on Fei Qian to resurrect, this is a huge problem.
In terms of feelings and friendship, relying on Cao Cao for resurrection is undoubtedly more in line with Yang's habits.
But in terms of swords, guns and economy, Fei Qian undoubtedly has a stronger appeal.
So the choice is emotional needs or practical life?
Spiritual or material?
People in the Yang family are going crazy.
Yang Biao and other older generations only want to preserve the Yang family for eternity. As for whether it is the east or the west, it is a secondary issue. But the young people are different. They need a way out and want more.
By chance, they found that Luoyang was too small and the world was too big.
Yang Biao tried hard to maintain a family, but the children in the family were resisting Yang Biao, thinking that Yang Biao restricted them, hindered them, and gave them no chance to expand...
Yang Biao thinks the outside world is too dangerous, but the children at home think the outside world is wonderful.
These children did not dare to go to Yang Biao, but they would secretly scold Yang Biao behind his back.
Yang Xiu was angry because of this.
He understood Yang Biao's good intentions, but he couldn't convince all the children.
If a naughty child can be persuaded by reason, he will not be called a naughty child.
The support that allowed Yang Xiu to persevere was very simple. Whether it was Cao Cao, Fei Qian, or the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, they all needed manpower after all. If the Yang family could manage a piece of white land and a ruined city in order, then the Yang family would naturally do it.
It also shows your own value.
If there is a war in the world, there will inevitably be chaos. After there is chaos, there will inevitably be a need for governance.
Then by that time, wouldn't it be wonderful that everyone in the Yang family would not have to bear the risks in the process, but could happily take office and enjoy the final results?
It's just that ideals are ideals and reality is reality.
It’s not difficult to know the general truth, but it’s difficult to do it.
Yang Xiu did it very hard.
Not only are the naughty children in the family, but the people of Luoyang are also difficult to control.
He not only wanted to use Shandong's set of etiquette, justice, integrity, loyalty, filial piety and benevolence to govern the people and guide the people so that the head of Guizhou could understand the truth, but he also wanted to know the difficulties of current affairs and realize the difficulty of Luoyang, and at the same time he also had to work hard and voluntarily
, don’t complain, don’t complain, don’t dislike this and find fault with that, don’t make fun of others...
But it was unsuccessful.
Very unsuccessful.
The people of Shandong were imprisoned near the manor. They worked from dawn to dusk every day. Although these people may not know what etiquette, justice and shame are, they knew that if they were not allowed to do anything for a day, they would have no food, so they had to do it. The most important thing is
One thing is that the people in Shandong have no contact with the outside world, and they don't know that there are hussars.
And ordinary people in Luoyang know.
The traveling caravans brought information from the outside world.
The Li people in Luoyang City will meet to discuss the appearance of Chang'an, explore the Hu Feng in the Western Regions, and say that the people around Sanfu in Chang'an can receive free coal to keep out the cold when there is heavy snowfall! The most important thing is that they see
The Yang clan has food, drink, charcoal, and welfare benefits, but they don't...
"Those who have a country and a family will not worry about being widowed but worried about inequality; they will not worry about poverty but worry about insecurity. There will be no poverty if there is harmony, there will be no widowhood, and there will be no inclination."
Yang Biao and Yang Xiu naturally knew this sentence, but if they really wanted to do it...
so hard.
He cannot spend his own money to provide benefits to the people like Fei Qian. He cannot abandon his family's interests to take care of ordinary people, and he is not willing to truly consider what the people's real needs are, so he
I am very distressed, why has it become more and more difficult for the people of Luoyang to take care of them in recent years?
Why should it be given to these people?
Doesn’t Luoyang City belong to the Yang family?
Why can't these people in Luoyang, who know nothing, understand the Yang family? Why can't they understand Luoyang? The Yang family is so weak, and Luoyang is so broken, yet they still have so many demands, and yet they still have so many demands.
What benefits are you thinking about?
"Report!"
Someone in the hall came and bowed to the ground.
"What's the matter?" Yang Xiu asked without raising his head.
"Someone seems to have escaped from Hangu and is being chased by the hussar scouts! They are heading towards Luoyang!"
"What?!" Yang Xiu stood up immediately and almost knocked over the table. He didn't care to rub his leg that hit the table. He stood up hurriedly and walked towards the city wall.
, while ordering, "Close the city gate! Don't let them in!"
When they reached the city wall, Yang Xiu looked at the smoke that was getting closer and closer, "What's going on? How could someone suddenly escape from Han Valley?"
"I don't know," said the captain on the city wall, "I only discovered these people when I discovered that there were hussars dispatched in Han Valley..."
The captain pointed to the Mang Mountain area to the north of Luoyang, "These people should have been hiding in Mang Mountain, but were later found by the Hussars, and then they came towards Luoyang City..."
"We can't let them in!" Yang Xiu repeated, "We can't get involved with them!"
"yes……"
The captain responded, and then both of them fell silent.
The fleeing people came towards the bottom of the city. When they were almost at the bottom of the city, they found that the city gate was closed. They waved their arms and shouted something. They were soon blocked by the hussars and horses at the bottom of the city. A brief moment of chaos ensued.
battle.
Those who were blocked in the road were quickly chopped down by the hussars, and then they put their bodies on the backs of the horses and left with a whistle.
Yang Xiu stared at the blood splattered under the city and remained silent.
The Qiusi subordinates are actually like this...
Before Yang Xiu could say anything in detail, the captain on one side suddenly pointed at something floating in the moat below the city and said, "My lord! Look! That! Over there in the moat, it seems to be
There is something..."
……∩·?ω·?)?-*?……
When doing something, don't rush to imagine what will happen if you succeed, but first think about whether you can bear the consequences of failure.
If officials could divert their attention from the money in front of them, they might not be imprisoned for corruption.
If all generals could consider the gains and losses before sending troops, there would be no dilemma like Lu Bu's current situation...
"If there is no battle but the temple is considered the winner, it should be counted as more; if there is no battle but the temple is not the winner, it should be counted as less. If more is to be counted as the winner, less is to be counted, but what is more, there is nothing to count..."
This sentence has been widely circulated since Sun Wu Hengkong was born. Almost all civil servants and generals, whether they really understand military or not, will say something like this. But how many people can really do it?
At least Lu Bu hasn't done it now.
Qiu Cicheng is actually a good place.
There is a relatively large grassland on the east, west and south sides of Qiu Cicheng. Now when the vegetation is sprouting, if it were not for the army here, it would have been a lush and prosperous scene with herds of cattle and sheep.
In the north of the city, there are mountains with snow caps that never melt all year round. Starting from the middle of the mountain, the primeval forests that may have been untouched by people for thousands of years are now full of green. Various green coniferous forests, broad-leaved forests, and miscellaneous trees and plants are connected and complement each other.
Slowing down, it gradually becomes one with the grassland.
The melting ice dripping from the mountains gurgled and flowed, converging into countless crisscross small ditches and river branches on the grassland, and finally merged into the Qiuci River, nourishing this land. In the blue sky, the sun spreads its brilliant brilliance to this land, making it
The dewdrops on the grass and the waves on the Qiuci River are all shining with bright colors, as if nature has dropped countless gems to embellish this beautiful grassland...
However, what is incompatible with the beautiful environment is the army here.
The Qiuchi people, who have been grazing on this land for generations, are experiencing panic and fear that they have never experienced in the past or maybe a hundred years. Under the supervision of Lu Bu's soldiers, they packed up their felt bags in a panic and dragged them
Carrying a cart, carrying all their wealth and belongings, with a complex mood that is difficult to describe, amidst the cries of children and the wails of women, they embarked on the road to the East.
Bai Su is dead, so as Bai Su's capital, Qiu Cicheng seems to have no meaning of existence. Everything in Qiu Cicheng, from money and treasures to population, cattle and sheep, has become a spoil of war...
The monks were killed, the Buddha statues were toppled, and the cattle and sheep raised by the Qiuchi people in Qiuci City became the food of Lu Bujun and Baishan Army. They were put on a bonfire and eaten at the smoky celebration banquet.
belly.
Qiu Cicheng used to be at least a chicken that kept laying eggs, but now he was directly slaughtered.
Of course I am happy to have one meal, but what about the next meal?
Lu Bu originally thought that he didn't need to think about this, but the current situation meant that he had to think about it. When he found that the logistics could no longer keep up, Lu Bu beat and scolded Wei Xu, but beating and scolding could not solve the problem, and
Food and grass cannot be produced.
It is true that war horses can eat newly grown grass to satisfy their hunger, but long-term eating of green materials will cause war horses to lose fat.
Besides, is there anyone else?
You can't let people eat green grass, right?
At this moment, the food and grass sent by Zhang Liao arrived...
