In fact, wherever there is a road, the march map is already full of rivers and lakes.
As for the only way to go, Zhao Ming has been sending people outside to dig holes for water in the past few days, and it turned into a big river due to continuous heavy rain.
Now, the reinforcements have not arrived, the food and grass are exhausted, and the people are in rebellion.
The people in the city couldn't sit still, and several large-scale riots broke out last night.
After a night of torture in the heavy rain and night, the generals who followed Zhao were exhausted and no longer wanted to care about the lives of these people, so they all asked Zhao to abandon the city.
Although Zhao Ming did not refuse directly, his attitude was already very clear. From the beginning to the end, he stared at the march map, which he had already seen to death, pretending to be deaf and dumb to their words.
Yuan Tianqing had no choice but to look at He Chuanjiang again for help.
He Chuanjiang ignored him and looked at the march map calmly.
Yuan Tianqing was furious, clasped his fists angrily, and shouted angrily: "My subordinates, please resign!"
Without waiting for Zhao Miao to speak, he turned around and left.
Angrily, he crossed the threshold of the lobby and met a guard running up to him. He saluted him and hurried into the lobby: "Report! General, an old man came down from Nancheng. He calls himself an old shoe repairman. He is here to help us this time."
, get out of trouble!”
Zhao Ming paused his pen, raised his head and said, "Who?!"
Yuan Tianqing raised his eyebrows in surprise and strode back: "The one who repairs Tongdu's shoes?"
After saying this, he raised his head and looked towards the Hechuan River.
The military advisor who had been silent all day finally regained his energy, his eyes became bright, and he looked straight at the guard.
"Yes!" the guard replied, "General, he is still waiting outside."
Everyone looked at Zhao Yang.
Zhao Ming paused instead and looked at He Chuanjiang on the side: "What do you think, teacher?"
"Are you afraid that he is fake?" He Chuanjiang asked.
Zhao Ming frowned and said, "That's not the case. Those people don't need to bother."
He Chuanjiang nodded: "Even if the rebels want to send someone here to find out our truth and send a coded signal to inform them to attack the city, they may not be able to bear the heavy rain."
"Is it possible that he has some knowledge and happened to have heard the rumors about this old shoe repairman, and he came here specifically to cheat him out of food and drinks?" Zhu Pei asked at the side.
Zhao Ming put down his pen, stood up straight and said, "You can know whether you are a human or a god, you have to come in front of me."
"I want to invite you," He Chuanjiang smiled and said, "If he is not, we will not suffer a loss, but if it is really true, he will definitely be able to help us."
………………
It's already very dark.
Standing outside the city gate was a thin and upright figure, leaning on a cane and wearing a tattered bamboo hat. The rainwater had soaked his straw sandals, which reached to his knees and legs.
He had been waiting here for half an hour, and now his back was to the city gate, looking up at the gray distant mountains.
"Old man!" A voice shouted from afar.
The visitor turned around.
In the pouring rain, Zhao Zuo came in person and stood on the city wall looking down.
The visitor smiled and shouted: "General Zhao, please let me wait easily!"
There is water inside and outside the city gate, which creates great resistance. It is very difficult to open the city gate.
Several city gate guards threw down a large, sturdy bamboo basket, and Zhao's guards shouted: "Old man, I have wronged you first!"
The visitor didn't care, he smiled and waded through the water.
After being pulled up from the bamboo basket, Zhao Kuang came over with his military advisor and several guards, and said respectfully: "Sir."
A guard holding an umbrella hurried over and covered the visitor's head.
The visitor shook the rain off his body and said with a smile: "It's raining so hard, I don't know when it will stop."
"Sir," He Chuanjiang stepped forward and said directly, "Sir, are you really an expert shoe repairer?"
"Hahaha!" The visitor laughed loudly and looked at him, "Looking at the way you are dressed, you must be the military advisor here. There are large puddles about a hundred meters long three miles outside Peifeng City, but you have to dig them.
of?"
He Chuanjiang paused slightly and said nothing.
"I want to dig it," Zhao Ming said, his face no longer as respectful as before, "Sir, do you have any advice?"
"Why dig that?"
Zhao Pei smiled but put his hands behind his back and said, "It seems that Sir passed by that place. Did you see a big pit in it, full of corpses?"
"Have you ever seen that they are all refugees?"
"I was going to burn all the two thousand three hundred and twenty-one corpses in one fire. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden heavy rain a few days ago. I immediately asked people to fill the soil back, but it was too late. The wind and rain were too strong.
, the thunder was loud and the sky was dark. Many of my soldiers slipped into the pit and almost couldn't climb out. So I had to go back temporarily and dig a hole next to it the next day."
The visitor nodded and asked doubtfully: "Then you are digging a hole again?"
"It has been raining all night, and the pit is full of water. If I don't dig a pit to bring the water in, then let the water in the pit overflow?" Zhao said coldly.
The visitor laughed: "Then why did the general dig pits instead of canals? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to dig canals to divert the water directly? You have been digging pits to divert water in the heavy rain these days, and there will be no soldiers anymore.
Fell into a pit?"
Zhao was about to lose his patience and frowned: "Dig a canal to lead it away. Where to lead it? To the lake? After soaking more than 2,000 corpses overnight in the water, and leading it to the lake, do you dare to drink it? Do you dare to drink it?"
Is it useful? Why should I burn these corpses? Isn’t it the epidemic that I’m afraid of?”
Seeing that someone was about to ask another question, He Chuanjiang said, "Sir, you haven't said anything yet."
"What did you say?" The visitor looked towards He Chuanjiang.
"You haven't said yet whether you are an old shoe repairman from Tongdu."
The visitor waved his hand and said with a smile: "I chose this nickname randomly because I was angry with my pretentious senior brother. My last name is Ji, and my single name is Hong. You can call me whatever you want, but it's just a title."
With that said, he took steps first and walked towards the stone steps leading down to the tower with his stick.
Zhao Ming looked at his military advisor with an ugly expression.
He Chuanjiang gave him a soothing look in his eyes, and signaled him to calm down, and then followed the person.
Although it is not certain that he is the old shoe repairman, it can at least be seen that this person is not an ordinary person.
Who would dare to ask so many questions in front of Zhao Ming? After all, Zhao Ming is a general, he has blood on his hands, and the murderous look in his eyes is condensed from blood and bones.
He Chuanjiang followed and said casually: "It turns out that sir has a senior brother."
"Oh, speaking of my senior brother, you should all have heard of his name." The visitor smiled.
He Chuanjiang wanted to see his face, but it was too dark now, and he was completely hidden under the bamboo hat, and the heavy rain obscured some of his sight, so it was really difficult to see clearly.
"Oh?" He Chuanjiang said, "May I ask who your senior brother is? What is his name?"
The visitor smiled again and said, "He likes to bluff and cheat in recent years, so he has become more famous. He calls himself the Saint of Qingzhou."
He Chuanjiang nodded. He had actually heard of it, but he had never been in contact with it or had a deeper understanding. He only knew that his medical skills seemed to be good. For a counselor like him, he felt that the old shoe repairman in front of him was the best.
The more powerful one.
"Oh," He Chuanjiang said casually, "Sage Qingzhou."
