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Chapter 212: Changing the Sky (1)

"Yes, yes..." Seven or eight warriors rode tall horses, heading straight for the east gate of Qingzhou City from far to near. Behind them, the smoke and dust raised by the horses' hooves shot straight into the sky like a giant python.

"Who is it? Stop!" Qiao Wensong, the city gate captain on duty, was shocked. He quickly leaned out of the watchtower and asked loudly. "Where Lu Zhi is, you are not allowed to gallop."

"Wang Wu, who is under the control of the Controlling Crane Division, was ordered to appease the governor and win the victory! Two days ago, our troops broke through the Wulong Mountain branch of the Chunyang Sect! We beheaded a hundred and two people and captured over a thousand alive!" Sitting on the back of the first horse

The man on top raised his finger and pointed at the recognition flag on his back, and responded with pride. Then he accelerated his mount and passed through the city gate.

Several other warriors followed suit and did not slow down at all because of the order from City Gate Lieutenant Qiao Wensong.

Qiao Wensong, on the other hand, neither dared to get angry nor order his soldiers to stop the opponent. He widened his eyes and watched the backs of the warriors disappear from sight, then lowered his head and spat at his feet, cursing and saying: "Small pride.

What? Isn’t it just a matter of choosing a rudder to teach the bandits? I can easily win over that kind of rabble even if I go!"

"Isn't that right? What's the point of being proud of winning against those rabble from the Chunyang Sect? If you have the ability, go out to sea and fight pirates!"

"It's ridiculous to mention it. There are less than 200 people in the yamen. Who can the yamen be in charge of?"

"But I just got lucky and followed the right person. If I were to follow Han Tixing, I would still pick the Chunyang Cult's co-leaders one by one!"

"Isn't that right? They're just a bunch of soldiers. They're so arrogant..."

On the watch tower, more cursing voices could be heard. But it was Qiao Wensong's subordinates who saw that their boss had been disgraced by Wang Wu, and they all started to express their grievances on his behalf.

However, despite the scolding, everyone's faces were filled with envy. Moreover, no one dared to implicate Wang Wu's behavior on his boss Han Qing.

Although Judge Han has only been in Qingzhou for three months, his reputation in the local area is already at its peak.

Years ago, he fought with the most powerful family in Qingzhou and never gave in or lost an inch!

During the first lunar month, if he had not braved the wind and snow to buy old rice from the south and used sleds to open up a trade route, Jingdong East Road, many people would have starved to death due to the soaring food prices.

Nowadays, looking at Jingdong East Road, except for a few wealthy families who have lost their capital by speculating on grain, no one can mention Judge Han without giving a thumbs up.

If anyone dares to accuse him of something wrong, even if the people around him are timid and dare not refute him face to face, they will inevitably spit on this person's back!

Furthermore, this is not a wave of messengers returning to report victory.

Seven days and three days ago, there were two other waves of messengers riding fast horses into the city.

Although the imperial court increasingly valued civil service over military force, the military achievements in suppressing bandits were far inferior to those in defeating foreigners on the border. However, in less than half a month, the achievements of three divisions of the Chunyang Sect were stacked in one place, which is still dazzling enough.

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What's more, Judge Han is still famous for his righteousness. According to the brother who returned from escorting the prisoners, all the elites under the Crane Control Bureau and the grain cadres under the Transport Envoy were given double rations during this expedition.

Double military pay.

The bulk of all the seizures were transferred to the Ding envoy and turned over in a register. The small heads were converted into copper coins and distributed equally among the brothers who participated in the war.

As a result, the few messengers who just entered the city have already achieved rich military exploits, and their pockets are almost bursting. Of course, they have enough capital to be arrogant in front of the Kuhaha people who guard the city gate every day!

As the saying goes, the most depressing thing is comparing people to each other.

Cursing, cursing, the envy on the faces of the gatekeepers turned into disappointment and unwillingness.

And these few of them were destined not to be the group that suffered the biggest blow today. There were several other people at the city gate. When they heard that Han Qing led his brothers and took over the third branch of the Chunyang Sect, they were immediately depressed even at the city gate.

Not wanting to go in, he turned his mount around and returned to each manor outside the city.

"Grandfather, grandfather, surnamed Han, captured Wulong Village again the day before yesterday. This guy, I don't know where he got the clue, he actually copied the Chunyang Cult's helms accurately!" He threw the mount to the servant.

, taking three steps at a time to reach the back hall of the main house of the manor, Yan Xizhe, the second son of Yan Mansion, couldn't even take a moment to breathe evenly, and couldn't wait to report to his grandfather.

"Why are you panicking? He has a hundred elite soldiers of the Suppression Army at his hand, and there are four thousand grain cadres lent to him by Ding Wei. He is picking up a few Chunyang Sect sub-rudders. What is there to make a fuss about?!" The current patriarch Yan Wenda,

He was discussing with the leaders of several branches about the division of labor and operations of the entire family after the spring of this year. Seeing that Yan Xizhe was as anxious as if his butt was on fire, he had to stop talking to others and scolded him with a frown.

"Second brother, calm down. A gentleman cultivates his moral integrity, even if the mountain collapses in front of him, he will not change his color!" Yan Xicheng, who was standing behind the patriarch's chair and receiving instruction by words and deeds, saw that Yan Xizhe was being scolded, and he also frowned and reminded loudly.

"He, he..." Yan Xizhe suppressed all the words he wanted to say. His face turned red and he waved his palms in front of him. After a long while, he finally answered, "He didn't do what we thought he would do at all."

Ah. After taking down Liang Mancang of Baima Village, he went to pick Fangshan and Wulongshan. If this continues, he will probably have to pick all the branches of the Chunyang Sect. And his own reputation will also increase.

The higher.”

"Originally, the plan is decided by people, and the success depends on God. What's more, the initial strategy of trying to satisfy his appetite with a Baima village really underestimated him!" Yan Wenda is worthy of being a person who once served as the magistrate of Henan. With his Qi-nurturing skills,

He couldn't catch up with his grandson even if he gave birth to wings. He just smiled softly and the tension of bringing Yan Xizhe home was eliminated.

In the room, the leaders of several branches of the Yan family looked at each other and felt at ease.

For many years, they have crouched under the patriarch's authority, and they have already developed the habit of following Yan Wenda's lead at all times. Since the patriarch Yan Wenda can still keep his composure, it means that everything is under control.

Sure enough, Yan Wenda took a few sips of hot tea, then turned his gaze to them again, and added calmly: "Xizhe is good at everything, but he encounters few things and needs more experience. In fact, as long as anyone named Han

In a fight with the Chunyang Sect, there is not much difference between picking one rudder and picking three rudders in a row. The Chunyang Sect throws out the Baima Village and is unable to survive by cutting off its tail, so it will definitely have to fight back. As long as they fight together, we

The Yan family will be able to seize the opportunity and calmly cut off all the matters involving Yan Er and Yan Wuyou!"

"That's what my uncle said!"

"What my brother said is absolutely true!"

"Brother Gao Jian, the one named Han and the Chunyang Sect, the more intense the fight, the better."

"It would be best if someone surnamed Han could force the Chunyang Cult to openly raise the flag of rebellion!"



Most of the people in the back hall took a long breath and whispered in agreement, and everyone looked much more confident.

Only Yan Xizhe always felt that something was wrong with his grandfather's statement. For a moment, he didn't know what was wrong. He looked sad and stopped talking.

"Then the arrangements for this year will be finalized according to what I just discussed with you." Yan Wenda didn't have time to explain more to his grandson. After thinking about it, he quickly changed the topic back to the topic. "Xicheng, please turn around.

We will make a few copies of what everyone has discussed today and send them to each hospital for reference at any time. Dear family heads, in a hurry, there will inevitably be some imperfections in today's arrangements. When will we find out and when will we discuss it again?

Change. We, the Yan family, have been here for generations. We can never encounter a little trouble, even if we don’t do the main thing, we all stop and wait for the result! "

"Yes!" Yan Xicheng immediately bowed and accepted the order.

"What brother says makes sense, we will obey!"

"My uncle's words made my nephew suddenly enlightened!"

"That is, if you hear the crickets chirping, why don't you stop farming? Let's do whatever we need to do. We have to take action against that fool!"



The helmsmen of several branches also whispered in agreement. Then they stood up and left each other.

Yan Xizhe was upset. He casually saluted his grandfather and walked out with everyone. However, after taking only three or five steps, his grandfather Yan Wenda's voice came from behind him again, "Xicheng, please send it to me for me."

Your great-uncles and uncles. Xizhe, you stay and wait for your elder brother. After he comes back, I have a few things that I need to arrange for you two to do."


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