Chapter 713 713: Strong walls and clear fields 【Two in one】
Chapter 713 713: Strong walls and clear fields [two-in-one]
Author: Sautéed Mushrooms in Oil
After all, Zhao Feng couldn't hold it back and opened his mouth to defend the eldest son: "My lord, did you want to interrogate that attendant?"
Put it in the mouth of the eldest son, this is a witness.
Wu Xianruo silenced him without interrogation. It is difficult for people not to think too much. Even a loyal person like Zhao Feng would like to complain.
"Of course I asked."
Zhao Feng asked again: "What did the attendant say?"
Wu Xian didn't want to say it out loud at first, after all, it was not nice to talk about the family scandal of his brother's feud, but he still said with a dark face: "The attendant said that the second brother conspired with others to kill the boss."
"Then my lord, can you use the spirit of speech to your attendants?"
How could Wu Xian not use it?
But the results are very interesting.
The attendant changed his story.
"He said frankly that there was no such thing. It was just a trap set by the boss because he was jealous of the second child." Wu Xian laughed angrily when he heard this. If the boss had such a brain and plan, he wouldn't be so mediocre. If he could do this,
, Wu Xian wanted to take a higher look.
Wu Xian: "Do you think that I silenced you just to show favor to the second child?"
Zhao Feng was a little confused for a moment.
He then heard his lord sighing as if he was tired and said: "That's why I asked the boss to stay away from his uncles who were too close to him. Those uncles had already ruined the family business to the point where there were only a few left, so they used their crooked brains to get rid of them.
Over the past few years, the main courtyard has been secretly supporting my natal brothers, and the loopholes in the expenses of the middle-income families have become bigger and bigger. I have tolerated all this because of the eldest and second eldest children. But the eldest brother still can’t figure it out. His few
What can my uncle be capable of? He was used as a knife to kill me and he didn’t even know it. If you are close to red, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. The boss’s brain is not very good to begin with, and then he is fooled by a fool..."
Wu Xian's complaints are like pouring beans.
He didn't even know what evil he had done. He was good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. As a result, the eldest son he gave birth to was like a pig. The second son was shrewd and the most like him, but it was because he was so similar to Wu Xian that Wu Xian knew
The boss is in danger.
However, the eldest son only knows how to be jealous of the second child, but what about the second child? He has long noticed that Wu Xian does not like their mother clan, and has long drawn a clear line with several uncles who only know how to suck blood and stir up trouble.
Zhao Feng's CPU almost burned out.
"Then who does this attendant belong to..."
Wu Xian asked coldly: "What do you think?"
Zhao Feng had an idea in his mind.
"Could it be... the second young master's, right?"
Wu Xian just replied with hehe.
Zhao Feng: "...but, Ke Yanling is interrogating..."
The attendant might also expose the Second Young Master, which would be too risky. Furthermore, there are far more voices supporting the Second Young Master than the First Young Master, so there is no need for him to do such a thing...
Wu Xian's face showed rare tiredness and discomfort, and he said sarcastically: "First, the verbal spirit interrogation can't only tell the truth; second, what the attendant told is the truth. He doesn't even know that he
He was the second-ranked person, but he was just ordered to take the boss to hear that passage that day. Why didn't the boss think about how he could hide it from the fact that he had trained so hard for several years and still had the ability to flutter at the second-level level?
Passing the second child who is far more talented and powerful than him? Eavesdropping? Is he a vegetarian as the second child?"
It's like the brothers hiding things when they were kids.
The eldest brother cultivates slowly and grows slowly. He thinks that he has reached a secret place that he needs to use his feet to reach. He is complacent, but he does not know that the second son, who is a head taller than him, can see it when he raises his eyes. Wu Xian is really going to be killed.
This son is crying.
Zhao Feng: "..."
Not to mention the eldest son, Zhao Feng didn't expect this either.
Wu Xiandao: "I've already knocked my dick."
Zhao Feng was slightly shocked. The information revealed by Wu Xian's understatement was huge. If the second young master really directed and acted this matter, and in addition to intimidating the eldest young master, he also played a frame-up game, and the result was how the lord dealt with it. Just banging.
This means -
The lord loves the second young master in his heart.
Wu Xian saw the subtle expression on Zhao Feng's face and said helplessly: "The boss's quail-like temperament is not suitable for him. Just mediocre talent is fine. After all, not every lord has to charge into battle and kill the enemy like Shen Youli. If he has a strategic temperament If he is outstanding, even if the boss is just an ordinary person, people will be loyal to him, but he has a mediocre temperament and is at the mercy of his uncle."
The second child is very good at watching.
He is also very opinionated.
"...Dayi, if we put aside the stability of the world, there is nothing wrong with passing on the family business to the boss. At least he will not treat his younger brothers and sisters badly. Even if he does not make any achievements, he can be regarded as a glorious ancestor if he can maintain the current situation. But it cannot be done now. Zheng Qiaoruo has been overthrown. , the Dragon Slaying Bureau Alliance Army has no unified enemy, and civil strife and conquest will only happen sooner or later. Can the boss convince the public?"
Zhao Feng shook his head when he thought of the eldest son's appearance.
As a teacher, he couldn't say anything against his will.
only--
"My lord is in the prime of life and is in his prime. It is still too early to consider these things. If the eldest son can understand my lord's painstaking efforts and correct himself, I believe that he can stand as long as possible." Zhao Feng's words are not unreasonable, and even go beyond the limits. That line.
If Wu Xian cares about him, Zhao Feng will be reprimanded at the least.
But Zhao Feng didn't say this for the sake of the eldest son.
Wu Xianshu has many children, and several of his concubines are also concubines of the Tianhai clan. If the second young master can surpass the eldest young master and take the throne, those young masters may not come up with ideas.
The only advantage the second son has over his brothers who are concubines is that they are "direct sons." As for the so-called direct sons and concubines, the difference between the two is just that, because their status came with Wu Xian, not with their mother. Since they can ignore it According to the etiquette and law, instead of choosing the legitimate eldest son whose name is changed, he chooses the second legitimate son instead. Then he can also abandon the etiquette and choose a son from a concubine.
Wu Xian's choice is very dangerous.
The staff under his account were all members of the Tianhai family that he had befriended when he was young. This made Wu Xian highly dependent on their support and even restricted by them. For this reason, he did not have a good way to solve the cliques among the factions under his account. .
Sometimes, Wu Xian also envied Shen Tang.
Shen Tang is barefoot, so naturally he is not afraid of anyone.
Looking back at yourself, a single move can affect the whole body...
Wu Xian's face looked ugly, as if he had swallowed a bitter melon alive, and said with anger: "Why don't I understand? But the boss can't help me!"
The topic reached an impasse.
Zhao Feng knew he had crossed the line and found an excuse to withdraw.
The night wind blew into his neck, taking away the warmth from his whole body and stimulating Zhao Feng to the point where goosebumps appeared all over his body.
He stood there, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and exhaled a breath of white mist. Inexplicably, Zhao Feng felt as if something was pressing on his heart, and he was a little breathless. Zhao Feng loosened his pine armor and did not return to his tent. Looking for old friends.
The old friend was using the iron fan handle to poke the charcoal fire and fanned the fire, while mushroom soup was simmering on the fire.
Zhao Feng keenly smelled the aroma of meat.
"You're a dog with a nose, are you here for smells?"
Zhao Feng sat down and said, "After you scold me, if I don't drink all the soup you cooked, wouldn't I suffer a big loss?"
The temperature in the northwest continent is slowly warming up.
The temperature in the middle of the night was so cold that my hands became stiff.
Zhao Feng held the empty wooden bowl and watched his old friend twist a pinch of snow-white fine salt from the cloth bag he carried with him and sprinkle it on the mushroom broth. He suddenly felt a little displeased with his leisurely behavior. He said: "We met today.
Please review some things for me."
The scribe squinted at him: "Pay?"
Zhao Feng scolded: "You old guy, are you looking for money?"
The scribe murmured: "How much money can you make from a leisure job?"
Zhao Feng: "..."
He was forced to take away a small golden cake as big as his thumb.
The scribe said in a good mood: "Come on, what's the matter?"
Don’t forget to protect customer privacy.
Zhao Feng poured the beans, so and so, and so and so, and finally concluded: "I don't know why, but I feel uncomfortable..."
The scribe stirred the mushroom broth with a small silver spoon.
"Isn't it obvious to you? You feel uncomfortable because you are worried about the eldest young master's life. Who doesn't know that choosing the eldest young master can reduce the struggle? You know things that you understand, but the lord doesn't understand? But it's the eldest young master who doesn't understand this.
The talent... is so rotten that it seems like it was forgotten in the mother's womb, or like she was reincarnated and drank Meng Po soup and forgot to take it with her, so that's it, but he still occupies the direct descendants and eldest son..."
The scribe gave a vivid metaphor.
"It's like occupying a latrine and not taking a shit."
Zhao Feng silently looked at the pot of mushroom foam that was bubbling up and down with the milky white soup, and his face darkened.
The scribe said solemnly: "The eldest son seems to be a bit of an eyesore. If he can find this 'chief', all problems will be solved. The lord does not have to worry, others do not need to stand in line, and a bunch of common men do not need to poke their heads in."
He spread his hands and said, "Everyone is happy."
Zhao Feng's face at this time was darker than the bottom of the earthenware pot that was licked by the tongue of fire. The scribe took a mouthful of mushroom soup to taste the saltiness, and said casually: "You'd better not get involved in this matter. The eldest son can live.
By now, my brain is at least smarter than yours."
Zhao Feng: "..."
He was depressed and angry.
"Do you know what I want to do most right now?"
"Overturn our mushroom broth?"
Zhao Feng: "You are right!"
A pair of copper maces were about to smash his clay pot.
In the end, it only hit the fire, and countless sparks burst out, but the pot of mushroom broth disappeared. When Zhao Feng looked up, he saw that the mushroom broth was already being held by the scribe's hands.
The latter also smiled happily and said: "Fortunately, it was not wasted."
Yan Ling rescued the mushroom broth in a timely manner.
Zhao Feng's anger surged to a height of three feet.
"You must die for me!"
In the end, Zhao Feng didn't take a sip of mushroom broth.
The words are divided into two parts——
Wu Xian is troubled by the problem of his two sons. His "friends from Tang and Tang", Shen Tang, are having a rough time. Her teammates along the way are Zhang He, Qian Yong and Tao Yan. They can still be invisible at ordinary times.
For the sake of purity, when it comes to serious matters, we still have to contact him.
Tao Yan is really sorry for his name.
Every time, there are two sentences about Yin and Yang and Shen Tang.
However, Shen Tang never suffered a loss when it came to her words, and she always returned the favor twice as much. The result was that the more noisy she got, the more angry she became. It is reasonable to doubt that if this attitude continues, she will have to stab her before she even sees her enemy.
I lost Tao Yan...
Coincidentally, Tao Yan thought so too.
However, both of them have the burden of the "overall situation" weighing on their heads and cannot work together for the time being. Zhang He plays the role of mediator and peacemaker, responsible for putting out the fire, and Qian Yong is responsible for eating the melons.
But soon, Shen Tang and Tao Yan couldn't care less about the quarrel.
As mentioned before, after more than two hundred years of artificial transformation, the terrain in Yanzhou is generally flat, and there is only an artificial natural barrier at Chaoliguan to rely on. Once Chaoliguan is broken, the middle gate of the remaining half of the state will be wide open. Became an unprotected "lamb".
Of course, that doesn't mean it's easy to get it off.
It's just that it's not as tricky as Chaoliguan. If Yanzhou wants to fight with the Alliance Army, it can still stop it for a while.
But I never expected——
The scouts at the front came back with bad news.
The target counties are all covered with scorched fields and the villages are deserted.
"What?"
Shen Tang made some guesses upon hearing this.
Asked: "Is it a strong wall and a clear field?"
Although fortifying walls and clearing fields is a very normal way to defend against enemies. Holding strong walls can make it difficult for the enemy to attack the position, and also prevents the enemy from obtaining food supplies from your own territory, reducing battery life as much as possible. Even if the territory is lost, the enemy will not think well.
Shen Tang smashed the table with his fist and cursed angrily: "His uncle is really harming others and not benefiting himself. He burned the seedlings that have been cultivated. How will the local people survive when we take over the entire Yanzhou? They won't be able to survive." Do you want to eat? I’m going to starve to death!”
Now the spring plowing has just passed and the autumn harvest has not yet come.
How long can Yanzhou survive with only half of it left?
It won't survive the autumn harvest at all.
The purpose of this strong wall and clearing the field is not for defense, but more to create trouble for the alliance army. It really hurts others but does not benefit oneself!
These grains are not food for the Alliance Army to sustain their health, but food for the local people in Yanzhou to save their lives! Thinking of this, Shen Tang felt like a string was beating wildly in his head, testing the verge of collapse at any time. If the Alliance Army doesn't care, She could hardly imagine how the common people lived without a harvest for a year...
It must be a hell on earth where people eat each other!
But will the Alliance Army take care of it?
Shen Tang didn't dare to think too much about this issue.
Just because she doesn't want to, doesn't mean the problem is solved.
After tossing and turning all night, she still planned to test Zhang He's tone. Zhang He was getting closer to the leader of the alliance, Huang Lie, and Zhang He's attitude largely represented Huang Lie's attitude. But as soon as she raised her head, she was attacked Tao Yan's sarcasm.
He sarcastically said: "Shen Jun is used to knowing how to catch a dog with a mouse."
Shen Tang glanced at him with a dagger.
"Tao Shenyu, if you can't speak human language, don't bark!"
Tao Yan sneered and said with a strange tone: "Yes, yes, you are the only one here, Shen Youli, who is a true gentleman. We are all villains. But, Shen Junzi has gone too far in acting. He can stretch his hands so long that he can't even heal himself." The common people here are also considerate and worried. You worry about things that Zheng Qiao doesn't even worry about."
Shen Tang grabbed the letter at hand and threw it away.
At the same time, open the wheat with passion.
"Tao Shenyu, **your ancestors are eighteen generations old!"
She stepped on the table, rolled up her sleeves, and wanted to rush over and beat Tao Yan violently. However, Gu Chi and the others were already on guard, holding her up on the left and right, and tried to calm her down. Tao Yan didn't check for a while. His bag was smashed and his face was distorted with anger.
Zhang He looked at the messy scene below and felt tired again.
He shouldn't have come.
Tao Yan was arrogant and would not be happy if he didn't scold him for a day. He knew that Shen Youli would go crazy and still enjoyed it. However, Shen Tang was so reckless that it was beyond Zhang He's expectation. What kind of trouble would the enemy bring to his own side, everyone? They knew it all, but they all agreed to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Who knew that Shen Tang would take the initiative to expose it and bring the issue to the surface that everyone ignored.
How to solve famine?
The crudest and most effective way is to take out food.
