I don't have any ambitions to reach the clouds. I just want to live my own life.
"One winter rain and another cold!" Zhou Xing, who was lying on the sofa and drinking hot tea in the Bodaoting Marquis Mansion, said leisurely in a low voice while looking at the patter of winter rain outside.
And in the CD hundreds of miles away, Jordan's mood was like the gloomy sky, and his face was so grim that it seemed like water could drip from his face.
Before that, he was in a very good mood. The troops recruited from Yizhou counties have arrived one after another in the past few days. Hanjia County sent 15,000 people, and Yuejun County sent 20,000 people.
Jianwei sent 10,000 people, Wenshan County sent 10,000 people, and other people from Jiangyang, Zangda, and Zhuti also sent some people, totaling 10,000. What made him even more happy was that the people from Ningzhou
Nanyi Colonel Li Yi also sent five thousand brave and capable Yi people to help. These 70,000 troops, plus the original manpower, totaled nearly 100,000 people. In Jordan's view, such a strong military force,
Even pushing them flattened the refugees on the opposite side.
These days, Luo Shang appointed him as the supervisor of the army, fully responsible for coordinating the troops recruited from all over the country. Although the weather was not good, a winter rain fell continuously for several days, so he had to postpone the attack on the troops stationed opposite the Pishui River.
The refugee camp. But these days, he couldn't stop for a moment.
He had already visited the camp of the refugees on the Pishui side. The camp was surrounded by fences made of huge trees two to three feet high, with watchtowers and arrow towers built on top, and a surrounding area below.
The front end of the circle was sharpened to a log about ten feet long and inserted diagonally outward. Further outside, surrounding the camp was the first trench that was several feet deep and two feet wide. Although he was not able to get close to the camp to see it, he felt like it in his heart.
It was clear that the bottom of this trench would be covered with spikes. About ten meters away, there was another similar trench.
In order to capture this refugee camp, Jordan needs to prepare wooden rafts that can span the trench, otherwise the two narrow paths left by the opponent will be death passages. He needs to prepare a ladder that is three feet high and can hide people below.
, so that he could cross the opponent's fence. He needed to make a charging car to hit the opponent's camp gate or even the fence. He even collected a large amount of kerosene, planning to set fire to the wooden fence of the opponent's camp if the attack failed.
King Huangfu Yong of Hejian sent General Yabo and 10,000 elite troops to Shu. After Li Xiang learned the news, he led the main force of the refugees north to Zitong to resist. The one who stayed here was his younger brother Li Yang. Jordan was convinced that
, with the current strength of CD, under siege from all sides, we should be able to break through the refugee camp here within one day.
Originally, everything was ready, just waiting for the day to clear up, but last night, Jiang Fa, the escort sent by the Nanyi captain, came to the door. It turned out that when they came from Ningzhou, the temperature there was still as warm as spring.
As soon as it rained here, the temperature immediately dropped a lot. The monks were okay, but the Yi people who were not monks could no longer bear the cold here and clamored to return to Ningzhou.
Jordan was shocked at the time and said, hadn't I asked the treasury steward to distribute winter clothes a long time ago? Why can't you guys still tolerate it?
Jiang Fa sneered and said, the treasury asked us to continue waiting because of the shortage of winter clothes. He said that when there are winter clothes in the warehouse, they will allocate them to me. He also said that the other armies have already received winter clothes, but they are the only ones who have come a long way.
These Ningzhou people who came here did not receive it. In this case, it is not because we are disloyal to the king, but when we encounter this kind of treatment, even a righteous man will feel chilled.
It turns out that the steward of the treasury was surnamed Ning, with the word military in his name. He was originally just a ninth-grade monk from Nanzheng, Liangzhou. When Luo Shang entered Shu from Liangzhou, he followed Luo Shang with his family. He had a daughter. , was twenty-eight years old, and he was very handsome. On the way from Liangzhou to Yizhou, he happened to meet Luo Shang's son Luo Meng on the way. Luo Meng admired his beauty, so he asked someone to find Ning Jun. , saying that he wanted to take this girl as his concubine. Ning Jun was greedy for the power of the Luo family, so he gave his daughter to Luo Meng that day. After Luo Shang arrived in Yizhou, the fat man in charge of the state government's treasury fell into Ning Jun's hands. On hand.
As for Ning Jun, I don’t care who you are. Who gives me more benefits, who is close to me, who I give things to first, and who I give good things to first. Who gives me less benefits, or who doesn’t give me benefits. , then I’m sorry, just wait. Anyway, it’s all the state’s stuff, so it’s not given to anyone.
In Ning Jun's eyes, there were only two people who didn't know what was good or bad.
One is Jiang Fa from the remote Ningzhou, and the other is Qin Si, the Yamen general.
Although Jiang Fa is from Ningzhou, he actually knows these things very well. But he said in his heart that I came all the way from Ningzhou, which is as warm as spring, to come to CD to help you. You should be grateful to me. I am a dignified person. Why should a fifth-grade monk give you the benefit of a ninth-grade monk? If someone else hadn't stopped him that day, Jiang Fa would have beaten up this snobbish Ning Jun in the morning.
Since then, Jiang Fa couldn't even see Ning Jun's face. Ning Jun said in his heart that I can't offend you, and I can't hide from you. As long as I am in the position of warehouse manager, you will always ask for help from me. When that time comes, I will reckon with you the shame of humiliating me that day.
As for the other Qin Si, who was ignorant of good and evil in Ning Jun's eyes, he was even more of a fool in Ning Jun's eyes.
When he was in Liangzhou, Qin Si was Luo Shang's disciple. He was a dignified fourth-grade monk with extremely profound body training skills. According to many people, Qin Si was the one with the highest martial arts under Luo Shang's tent. Normally, with his cultivation and his diligent work style, he should have been promoted long ago. But after so many years, he has been the general of Luo Shang's tent. Ning Jun once served as a messenger under Qin Si. , was discovered by Qin Si for cheating and cheating, and was beaten with fifty military sticks on the spot and expelled from the military camp.
To say how much Ning Jun hated Qin Si, there really wasn't much. But every time he saw his former boss being controlled by him, Ning Jun felt so beautiful.
This Qin idiot has always acted impartially, never favored selfish interests, never used backdoors, was incompatible with all his colleagues, and would not give gifts to his former subordinates to make up for his smile. The more he behaved like this, the more Ning Jun wanted him to Make a smile in front of yourself.
Ning Jun had no intention of accepting the gift from idiot Qin. He knew in his heart that this person would probably never give gifts to others in his life. He just wanted the selfless idiot Qin to smile in front of him and be satisfied.
No matter how high you practice, it can't compare to the power I have in my hands!
So, when all the armies in CD had already received winter clothes, in the freezing cold wind and rain, only the two troops of Jiang Fa and Qin Si did not receive winter clothes.
Qin Si has a stubborn temper and thinks that I don't believe in this evil. If you are not worthy of being issued winter clothes before the day of the general attack, if Luo Shijun sees this situation in front of the battle, it depends on how you, Ning Jun, explain it.
But Jiang Fa, an ally, couldn't bear it.
I came all the way here, not to be angry! Not to endure hunger and cold!
If you, Yizhou, don’t give me an explanation, I will immediately lead my people back to Ningzhou!
The many days of rain finally ended, and the weather became clear again. The winter sunshine passed through the still thick clouds, shining on the fertile Yizhou Plain, and on a big maroon horse riding an unusually powerful horse.
On top of Jordan's handsome face, he was seen wearing a pair of rune armor made of fine iron mixed with mithril, a golden beast-faced belt tied around his waist, and two blue-eyed cloud-swallowing beasts on his shoulders.
Wearing a pair of deerskin boots, a long sword on his waist, and a hard bow on his back, the carved black quills on both sides of the horse are full of beautiful white feather arrows. Jordan, who is dressed in military uniform, looks even more heroic under the sunlight.
Extraordinary. Just looking at the tens of thousands of troops lined up in the black mass in front of him, Jordan felt worried in his heart.
The day before yesterday, he personally went to the state treasury to arrest and interrogate all Ning Jun and the relevant personnel of the treasury. After that, he went to Luo Shang and asked Luo Shang to kill Ning Jun, who was practicing favoritism and bending the law, before the war.
There, he happened to meet his uncle Romon.
Naturally, Luo Meng came to plead for Ning Jun. Not only because of Ning Jun's daughter Ning Xiner, but also because every time Luo Meng had something to do, Ning Jun would come over immediately to help him deal with it.
It was as if he was his own slave. Especially last time, Luo Meng's mother was ill and had difficulty moving for meals and outings. Ning Jun's daughter, Ning Xin'er, was always by her side day and night, fully clothed. This moved Luo Meng so much that he even had
The thought of straightening Ning Xiner up after his wife passed away one day in the future.
It was precisely because of this that Luo Shang just asked Jordan to reissue Jiang Fa and Qin Si's winter clothes immediately, and asked him to comfort him with kind words. As for Ning Jun, Luo Shang just asked him to detain him first and said
It will be dealt with after the war.
Thinking of this, Jordan glanced at the ginger-haired man riding a black horse not far away, and saw that he looked listless, not at all nervous or excited before the battle.
For the first time, Jordan had doubts about Luo Shang in his heart. Not only that, he also felt a sting and chill as if he had been betrayed.
He even had doubts about what he had done during this period.
He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Zhou Xing in Bodao.
"As for the Ida incident," there is nothing new under the sun. As a history buff who has seen thousands of years of history, Zhou Xing is really not optimistic about the Ida incident. In the history of his world, the Ida collapse
There was no recovery after that. The collective land still had to be contracted by individuals. “In principle, I am optimistic about the success.”
Thinking about the nationalization of land, it did make a historical period of his world a highlight period for a period of time. Although it collapsed later, it did have a positive effect. As an otaku, he had read various comments
, some praised this kind of collective land ownership, and some criticized it, and they all seemed to have some truth. At that time, Zhou Xing considered the words and said slowly: "But there is a question I want to ask you, Brother Qiao, and that is the issue of using power for personal gain.
How to deal with it? How do you deal with the problem of big pot rice? These well fields belong to the state and county anyway, not to you, so how can you not destroy the spiritual fields? How can you produce more spiritual grains on the basis of maintaining the spiritual fields?"
"Severe punishment is enough!"
Qiao Zhen remembered that it was so natural when he said this. He remembered that Zhou Xing laughed a few times and then said something he didn't understand.
"As a referee and an athlete, there is nothing I can do."
referee?
athlete?
He had never heard these two words before. When he asked again, Zhou Xing seemed to realize that he had made a mistake and deliberately changed the topic. But now, he vaguely seemed to understand the meaning of this sentence.
Luo Shang is both a referee and an athlete.
If he says Ning Jun is guilty, Ning Jun is guilty; if he says no, Ning Jun is not guilty.
Ning Jun didn't listen to anyone, he only listened to the Luo family's father and son.
If the well fields in the prefectures and counties are like this in the future, and are managed by people like Ning Jun, what will be the consequences?
Every time he thought of this, Jordan's originally passionate heart felt as if it had been dug out and placed in the cold wind for thirty-nine days, and instantly frozen into a block of ice.
Although Jordan reads a lot, he is not a die-hard reader, let alone a bookworm who is ignorant of the world. He knows in his heart that people like Ning Jun are the majority and very common. A small winter coat makes a big fuss.
This kind of problem. And after this kind of problem occurred, Ning Jun seemed to be able to escape punishment.
"Brother Qiao, the well-field system you and Luo Shijun have established is a good starting point. But it's like someone who wants to cross the river but doesn't have a boat. You happen to have a boat, so you take him a ride. But halfway through, if the boat capsizes
, do you think you helped him? Or harmed him?"
Just when he was thinking wildly, a sudden blast of trumpets pulled him back from his thoughts. Only then did he realize that at some point, Luo Shang, the supreme commander on the battlefield, the governor of Yizhou and the general of Pingxi, had finished speaking before the war.
.With the deep sound of a row of unknown horns that were several feet long on the battlefield, Jordan saw the two rows of people standing at the front of the battle formation begin to move.
There was no charge, just walking step by step towards the opponent's camp.
Huang Ang was among the first group of people to move.
Basically, this group of people had just been released from the cells, each holding a sack, which was used to hold soil. The work they need to complete today is to fill at least the two trenches.
It's so narrow that a wooden raft one or two feet long can fit through.
The place where Huang Ang was standing just now was just an arrow away, and it was only more than twenty feet away from the first trench. If he was based on his original cultivation level of a ninth-grade monk, this distance of more than twenty feet would be very difficult for him.
It only took a few breaths. However, after many days of imprisonment, his physical strength was far weaker than before. Even if he had just eaten a full meal this morning, as for the spiritual power in his body, he had already lost a little bit.
. It can only be said that with his physique as a monk for so many years, even if he is over forty today, it is still higher than that of ordinary civilians. As long as he runs hard, this distance is still not very difficult for him now, even if
He carried sixty or seventy kilograms of dirt on his back.
But he still blended cautiously into the crowd, taking his time.
At this moment, time seemed to have frozen, and every moment seemed so difficult. From time to time, he looked up at the refugees standing on the high platform on the other side of the fence, who had already drawn their bows. He knew in his heart that the other party was here.
They would wait until they reached a more suitable location to fire the bows and arrows in their hands. But the feeling of waiting for the boots to fall was particularly difficult.