After the New Year, the weather began to recover on time and in a leisurely manner, and the temperature began to rise slowly. It is conceivable that the first month of the year will be warmer and thaw, and by then the rivers and the Bohai Sea will be covered with broken ice, and the fields will also be frozen.
Soaked by the melted snow water
Next, we can naturally start plowing and spring plowing from south to north. And if we calculate it in terms of spring plowing, it will be the fourth anniversary of Zhang Xing's arrival in this world, and he will soon enter his fifth year. Summer will soon come.
My anti-thief career is about to enter its third year.
Xiucai's rebellion failed in three years, but Zhang Xing's rebellion only made progress too fast in three years.
It's indeed too fast.
Especially in life after the rebellion, there is always a feeling of being pushed away... If he had followed the original plan, he would have just crossed the river at this time, and he might not even have encountered the first battle. But now, he has crossed the river.
The rebel army has already completed the battle to gain a foothold, is fully reorganized, and is ready for new tests.
But what can I say? The situation is unforgiving. Who is not being pushed away?
"Feng Gong." In the main hall of the General's Mansion in Hejian County, the great Wei man sitting in the first place
Xue Changxiong, the commander-in-chief of the Hebei Marching Army, looked at the light coming in from the door. He looked slightly uneasy and whispered to an old man in civilian clothes in the seat in front of him. He moved in full military uniform and even rubbed a lot of mud."
The situation is unforgiving, who is not being pushed along? The roads are muddy, and spring plowing is about to happen. Don’t I know? The thieves are inciting people, don’t I know? I have also read the flyers, and I have stepped on the road myself.”
"Then why are you still going?" Feng Wuyi asked in confusion. "If you go, wouldn't you be playing into the plan?"
"Hey..." Xue Changxiong was obviously irritated by this statement, but he glanced at his confidant sitting on the other side, Supervisor Sima Chen Bin.
Chen Bin understood, immediately stood up, smiled at Feng Wuyi opposite him, and explained a little bit, "Mr. Feng, you fell into a trap... fell into the thief Zhang San's heart attack plan."
"How do you say it?" Feng Wuyi also looked sternly at the Nanchen remnants across from him. "Actually, it's very simple...it's the timing." Standing there, Chen Bin explained seriously to the old man in front of him. "The main force of the bandit army is in Hebei.
, the twenty-fifth battalion of soldiers and horses is not bad, but the foundation of the thieves is still in the eastern border after all. The material logistics and civilian soldiers of the eight counties of the eastern border, including the soldiers, horses and ordnance practitioners that extend to the six counties of Huaixi, are not just occupied.
The Hebei area with 30% of the Bohai Sea and 30% of the plains is comparable. He claims to be able to sit firmly in Ban County and fight against us. In fact, he relies on the support from the east behind him. So at this time, river transportation is critical. "
Feng Wuyi twisted his beard and nodded, there was indeed nothing wrong with what he said.
"Before, it was frozen in winter, and the river was as flat as walking on the ground. The north and south were integrated, and supplies, soldiers and horses came at a moment's notice... To be fair, the land of eight counties was not just a boast. If we really wanted to fight, even if we won, it would be a tragic victory.
Unable to suppress the situation in Hebei after the war, my general chose to avoid the war at that time." Chen Bin continued. "But not now.
The reason why we cannot send troops is because it is the flood season on the river and the sea at this time. The north and south are isolated, and it is difficult to pass ships and build pontoons. Even if the master of condensation is not high enough, it will be difficult for him... This fighter plane will be here soon.
And it’s only half a month, so I can’t let it go no matter what.”
"I really didn't expect this. General Xue is indeed a master of military affairs." Feng Wuyi thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed the case, but he immediately realized. "So, Zhang San knew that you were going to go at this time, so he deliberately
Saying that in the leaflet is just to disturb the morale of the military."
Chen Bin nodded, and Xue Changxiong also nodded quickly.
"But..." Feng Wuyi thought for a while, frowned and asked again. "But it's true that everyone in the local area is opposed... I asked many local officials, and they all said that the army was crossing the border and delaying spring plowing. I'm afraid it's not the case.
Have they all fallen into the trap? Are these county guards, magistrates, captains, and county magistrates all as ignorant as me?"
Chen Bin did not answer, but just went to see Xue Changxiong. When he saw the latter pretending to be dead, he smiled helplessly at Feng Wuyi and said, "Mr. Feng... I just ask you, is the current situation in Hebei more important, military or civil?"
The thieves were driven across the river, fearing that Hebei would never have peace."
This is an admission that the crossing of the army will definitely delay spring plowing.
On the other side, Feng Wuyi was not stupid either. How could someone who had been in front of that saint for decades be stupid? So he quickly realized that the thing was probably
so
The words of Zhang Sanlang, who had traveled with him, were probably true and not false at all, but he should have indeed covered up the extremely unfavorable fact about him during the Lingxun period, and he had obviously taken the opportunity to alienate people, spread rumors, and shake people's hearts.
Hidden malice... It can even be said that the effect is remarkable
There is nothing wrong with the attitude of the local officials. The spring plowing has been delayed. Even if the battle is barely won, when the recession is over, the people are afraid that they will still rebel and the so-called "thieves" will fill the land. Then it will be their responsibility and hard work.
, What's more, they already have a lot of resentment and resentment because of Hejian Camp's unscrupulous looting of places, because of Zhang Shiyu's death, and because of the retreat of Hejian Camp in the battle of Leling. That is also true.
There is no need to say more about the Hejian camp. The thief Zhang San has analyzed it very well. General Xue Changxiong is a typical Guanlong military leader. He only sees soldiers and horses. Therefore, he is more or less willing to pay attention to the civilians like the local officials.
Than, he is more inclined to powerful forces that directly play a substantial role in the army... Not to mention, there is also a saying about the Lingshui Period that can cover up everything.
Zhang San can ignore these three parties, but the other two, including the powerful people and the common people who have already made their choices, must unite. Otherwise, how can the imperial court still be a traitor to the imperial court and how can it only be a traitor?
After a moment of hesitation and silence, when Xue Changxiong was obviously impatient, Old Man Feng spoke again, but he passed Chen Bin and asked General Xue seriously, "General, if you have to send troops at this time, can you try to restrain military discipline?"
I have witnessed what happened in Changhe County with my own eyes. After the people were robbed and had no one to rely on in the winter, they had no choice but to defect to the thieves. There is also the matter of Prefect Zhang..."
"Feng Gong, what are you talking about? I did my best for the country, but you have to care about this? Don't forget, I also lost a son, two beloved generals, and crippled 10,000 elites. All the sins are mine."
As soon as he said this, Xue Changxiong became furious and stood up like a toad that had been stung on the butt. However, he did not go out. He just walked to the inside of the hall door, turned to the side with his hands behind his hands, and then faced the wall silently.
Feng Wuyi stared at this person blankly, then stood up and followed him, trying his best to persuade him from behind.
"General, the overall situation is no longer what it used to be. Here in Hebei, we need to try our best to appease people's hearts."
Xue Changxiong just remained silent.
Supervisory Army Sima Chen Bin had no choice but to follow him with a smile, "Mr. Feng, why are the soldiers and civilians defecting to the thieves ever since ancient times? The army and the people have been enemies rather than friends. What's different about this matter? It's clear that the gang is more ruthless. After occupying Wubao, they used the redundant
The people were driven to work in the Eastern Region as official slaves, or simply sold as private slaves. They were just good at words and deliberately inciting people's hearts."
Feng Wuyi turned around and explained seriously, "Eastern Territory is abolitionist. Not only will it not sell official slaves, but it will also try its best to free official slaves and redeem private slaves."
Chen Bin was stunned and continued to answer, "These are all lies made by Zhang San... This person has many tricks and lies frequently."
"It's just a lie, but what if everyone believes it?" Feng Wuyi asked seriously. "Local officials, ordinary people, and merchants are all willing to believe it, so what should we do?"
Chen Bin hesitated for a moment and sighed, "Mr. Feng, the officers, soldiers and thieves, do you actually want to believe the thieves?"
When the words came to this point, Feng Wuyi was completely silent.
In desperation, the old man could only bow his hands to Xue Changxiong, who was turning his back, and then walked out. Upon seeing this, Chen Bin hurried to see him off.
As soon as the people left, Xue Laoqi and Xue Wanquan, who had been waiting outside the door, couldn't help but go in and ask, "Commander Father, he is just an old man who has resigned from office, why should he be angry with him?"
"What do you know?"
The Hejian camp controls more than twenty states and counties, and it relies on the tattered sign of the saint? So no matter how ridiculous Old Man Feng is, he is still a figure in the same line as us, and we cannot refuse easily."
Xue Wanquan was thoughtful.
When Xue Changxiong saw this, he couldn't help lowering his voice and continued to educate. "Besides, Leling lost Governor Zhang and was really caught off guard. Old man Feng only wandered in front of the emperor. Some of his words were wrong, but now Hebei's
The aristocratic families and local officials are dissatisfied with us and are staring at us. This is true and we cannot go too far... This is why I want to send troops early.
Because of the decisive battle."
Xue Wanquan just sighed: "My father is far-sighted and can see clearly."
Not to mention how Xue Changxiong taught his son well, on the other hand, Feng Wuyi ran into a wall and was also a little frustrated.
But unexpectedly, Xue Changxiong's confidant Chen Bin, who had been aggressive in the hall before and only asked which military and civil officials should be trusted and which ones should be trusted, now escorted him all the way, but he actually spoke politely without losing any etiquette.
It was in sharp contrast to the previous hall.
And soon, Feng Wuyi knew why the other party was like this.
"Feng Gong, I have something to ask you... You come from the south of the Yangtze River, and you don't know what the scenery is like there now." When he came to the corner inside the gate of the mansion, seeing people around him busy, Chen Bin took the opportunity to speak.
Feng Wuyi looked at the other party, and then remembered that this person was actually from the former Chen royal family, and couldn't help but sigh, "I don't hide it from you, and I can't hide it... Jiangnan is not very good. There are rebels in Jiangdong and Jiangxi. Nanling
The intentions of the one who set up the Thousand Gold Pillar are unclear. Although the two generals who counter-rebellion are both masters, they did not dare to go deep into the mountainous area. They just kept going back and forth."
Chen Bin folded his hands and laughed, "So, aren't the soldiers and people there worse off than in Hebei?"
Feng Wuyi was stunned on the spot, because what he said was absolutely correct, but it seemed obviously wrong.
"Does Mr. Feng care about the people so much in Yangzhou?" Chen Bin continued to ask with a smile.
Feng Wuyi only felt that he staggered slightly in the cold wind of early spring, and was actually a little swaying, but soon he stood still again, and then he bowed down in front of the gate of the General's Mansion and said sincerely:
"No...I feel very ashamed now."
Chen Bin originally seemed to want to laugh, but when he saw the other party's gesture, he felt bored and just smiled with his hands behind his hands.
"Mr. Feng... why are you bothering? You are a native of Hebei. You were sent to Daxing as a descendant. You relied on your writing skills and your family background to get into the lurking residence of today's saint. You should understand that in this world,
In the eyes of Guanlong people, people from Hebei or Jiangdong... just like what Zhang San said on his list, they are not considered human beings. Now that General Xue is here, things are nothing more than this. I just asked
Are you an official or a thief, civil or military? In fact, there is another question that is not easy to ask. Are you from Guanlong above or from Hebei below?"
Feng Wuyi stood on the spot.
"Don't blame me for being mean, because the imperial court has always been like this. It's just that before, the people could barely live, and you and I could barely have a bowl of soup. But now, life has become tight, and everyone can't help but show their true colors." After that,
Chen Bin cupped his hands and turned around to go back.
Feng Wuyi still stood there. After a long time, he walked out of the last door in despair and climbed into a car waiting outside.
The driver was Feng Wuyi's fourth son and the fifth son of the family, Feng Fang. After helping his father to do the job, he took advantage of the situation and asked, "Father, where are we going next?"
"Reply to the letter." Feng Wuyi came back to his senses and responded calmly. "Reply to the letter."
Feng Pan was puzzled for a moment, "Didn't my father say that he would take Zhang Shiyu's place as a matchmaker between Hejian Camp and the local government? Why did he just leave when he came? Xue Changxiong didn't appoint him?"
Feng Wuyi forced a smile, "How can a mere Hebei person be qualified to be a bridge... At the very least, he must be from a noble family in Jin."
Feng Zan was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand anything so he smiled bitterly, but tried his best to comfort him, "In this case, father just goes home and sits quietly. If he doesn't ask these questions, he will save himself the anger."
"Difficult" Feng Wuyi half-lyed in the car. He didn't know whether he meant it was difficult subjectively or objectively. "Difficult"
Feng Wulang no longer hesitated, turned around, drove the carriage and left the place, but he did not even return to the local house in Hejian. He only followed his father's instructions and went straight out of the city to return to his ancestral home in Xindu.
Feng Wuyi left sadly, not to mention disheartened, but at least it was a continuation of the continuous excitement since returning home. On the other hand, Chen Bin finished dealing with the old man and returned to the General's Mansion, but he was busy.
Get up... In fact, before Feng Wuyi arrived, Xue Changxiong issued an order to organize the army and march. It was the people here in Hejian,
We have to leave tomorrow too.
Among them, Chen Bin, as the supervising Sima of the Hejian Camp, according to the rules, should have been the court's means to restrain Xue Changxiong. Instead, in the past two years, because of his cooperation with Wuji, even unconditional obedience and indulgence, he became Xue Changxiong's most powerful person.
People you trust, who are regarded as your advisors and confidants, are naturally even more busy.
After being busy until it was completely dark, Chen Simafu declined Xue Silang's invitation to have a drink, and then left the general's residence and returned home.
It is said that the house is quite big, and there are many beautiful concubines and maids, but there are no real wives and children. Now that the war is coming, there is no leisure to enjoy. I just have people cook, boil half a pot of wine, and then I want to go there.
Pour yourself a half-drink and rest early.
However, just as the drinks were poured, the sound of chanting suddenly came from the cold wind on the roof.
Chen Bin waved his hand to let the maids leave, then he supported the case with one hand and held the saber with the other. The aqua blue energy surged out slightly, but he just listened attentively.
As the saying goes:
"When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do we know about the past?"
There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed.
Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward."
A small poem, the person on the roof recited it three times, and then sighed, "King Changsha, what is the style of this poem?"
Chen Bin was startled for a moment, put away his anger, and sneered, "Bullshit Changsha King Xie Minghe, don't you think I can still be proud of this surname and think about recovering Nanchen?"
What a great achievement, I must not be a lunatic."
At this point, the person paused for a moment, but continued to laugh and said, "But the poems are good poems...were you the one who made them?"
"Copied." The man on the roof suddenly fell down and appeared in front of the door. It was Xie Minghe, a rare master from the Eight Jiangnan Families. He entered with his hands behind his back and did not salute. He just came to ask proudly, "Mr. Chen."
, Come back and be safe."
"I am neither the King of Changsha nor Mr. Chen." Chen Bin was extremely speechless. "My father and brother have more than twenty people. Except for one who rebelled, the others have been granted seventeen or eight titles. They are not as valuable as a prefect. I
There are eight brothers, and we are the sixth in the family. Who would think about the king of Changsha as the young master... Brother Xie, you and I are over forty, and we are no longer the young men who climbed mountains and looked at the river."
Xie Minghe didn't refute, he just sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and then raised his glass to say, "Then Sima Chen will be in a situation like this in the Wei Dynasty. This Sima will last forever."
"Being a Sima for a day and calling him Sima is just like being a Liuyunhe for a day and becoming a Liuyunhe for a day." Chen Bin smiled and finally raised his glass. "Very good."
The two looked at each other, smiled, and drank from their glasses.
After drinking, Chen Bin raised the wine bottle and asked, "So, are you planning to rebel? You are looking for fellow villagers everywhere. The situation in Jiangnan is indeed very bad."
"It's really bad, but I don't dare to rebel in Jiangdong. There are tens of thousands of warriors from the Eastern Capital, a hundred thousand troops stationed in Guanxi, four or five masters, twenty or thirty condensed pills, just across the river. Anyone who dares to move will be confiscated and exterminated.
"Xie Minghe has something to say.
"Then you..." Chen Bin rubbed his sleeves and was stunned for a moment, but then quickly realized. "You turned into a thief."
"I didn't vote for the gang, I voted for Zhang Sanlang himself." Xie Minghe was frank. "I have some friendship with him..."
"Whether it's Gang or Zhang Xing, you are not from the same group." Chen Bin reminded coldly.
"I know, it's just that the Wei Dynasty is ahead, and the journey is far away, so let's go together for a while." Xie Minghe answered seriously. "Last year, before they unified the eight counties, I already went, and the two sides made a gentleman's agreement..."
Chen Bin lowered his head and thought for a while, then continued to pour wine for the other party, "What did you do at the thief's place? Such a master of elixir condensation, why didn't you see him in the previous battle on the plains?"
"The battle happened unexpectedly, and I was disappointed that I didn't catch up." Xie Minghe answered seriously. "I was in Dengzhou at the time, teaching those teenagers how to build foundations."
"So the rumors are true. The thieves are forcing all the young men in the Eastern Territory who can still build foundations to collectively build foundations." Chen Bin, who put down the wine bottle, laughed directly. "And you became a master of Dengzhou Martial Arts School."
"Yes." "The effect is like
what"
"It's not that good... a hundred days of foundation building will definitely be fine, but as soon as New Year's Eve ended, I saw them chopping firewood and clearing snow. They will probably have to plow and pick wild vegetables in the spring. How many of them have the time to practice hard?"
Xie Minghe was also a little frustrated.
"Actually, it may not be as bad as you think." Chen Bin said thoughtfully. "Since ancient times, condensation has been the most prominent practice in cultivation. Looking at it from all over the world, a small state or a small county combined into one or two people can be the master of the same place, but the big
Wei Soukuo's suppression was so great that seven or eight of the ten Ningdan that could be found were in Guanlong and Dongdu. The gang had so many masters before the masters who moved to Guanlong came back, which was obviously above the average.
…and it’s still rising
...I wonder if there will be any explanation.”
"That will also happen in the future." Xie Minghe said disapprovingly. "I always felt that this matter was useless, and it was just a waste of time in Dengzhou, so after the Chinese New Year, the matter came directly across the river."
"Then he came to me as a lobbyist." Chen Bin narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Of course, I heard that you are here, so I recommended myself."
"I'm not a thief." Chen Bin said sternly. "Brother Xie, if you think about it, you will know. With my personality, how could I be associated with a warrior from the north, a county official from Hebei, a powerful man from the east, or even a horse
Traffickers, sergeants, bandits, government servants and the like are juxtaposed."
"Don't you think your last name is not worth mentioning?" Xie Minghe asked in confusion.
Chen Bin remained silent.
"So I still care about it, because I still have the Jiangdong style in my heart, which is based on judgment." Xie Minghe sighed. "But if that's the case, how can you resist bending down to welcome the Xue family and a group of Guanlong warriors? They are quite precious."
Chen Bin laughed dryly, "Of course I look down on them, and even feel a little resentful... That's why I bowed down to welcome them."
"I don't understand this." Xie Minghe looked slightly shocked.
"It's not as insidious and deliberate as you think..." Chen Bin knew what the other person was thinking with just a glance. "In this situation in the Wei Dynasty, I just go along with the flow. I am afraid that the loyal people of the court are the Xue family. I just follow their wishes."
Perfunctory, it is impossible to say that they are the real pillars of this Hejian camp... On the contrary, there are some truly loyal ministers who want to do the right thing wholeheartedly, but achieve nothing."
Xie Minghe was completely speechless. After a long while, he asked: "So, what kind of help is there?"
Hebei will win with or without you, and it doesn’t matter.”
"Everyone in power in the world likes to be stupid, so as long as thieves don't act stupid, they will naturally become powerful." Chen Bin laughed dryly again.
Xie Minghe only felt that it was absurd, "If this is the case, you are just planning for the future, so what if you have a fight with Bangxu?"
"Brother Xie is overthinking." Chen Bin picked up another glass of wine and shook his head. "The problem is, why do you think that everyone in the world is stupid and thieves are not stupid? The people in power are all fools and they are also smart, but
They also like to be stupid...I don't think thieves are an exception, especially since they are a mixed bag of good and bad. Once they are stupid, they will only get worse faster."
Xie Minghe remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "That may be the case, but everything is people-oriented. You think the gang is a mixed bag, a mixed bag of good and bad. In fact, I also feel that there are indescribable weirdness in this gang, and there are many things.
This is all taken for granted, and there may be internal and future troubles... However, many characters in the gang are indeed heroes of the moment. I have seen this with my own eyes. This gang may encounter big setbacks, but the characters in it will not be easy.
Oblivion will definitely cause huge waves. I would say that just to get to know these people, it is worth joining this gang."
Chen Bin hesitated for a moment, but slowly shook his head, "It's a pity that they are all heroes from Hebei and the East. As for me, a wandering person with no country, no home, and no hope for the future, I can sit back and watch Cao Wei's self-defeat in Hebei. I am already satisfied."
.”
Xie Minghe understood what the other party meant, nodded, raised his glass again, and walked away.
After walking for a long time, Chen Bin remained motionless. He finally stood up, but then he remembered the phrase "When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come?" and he became obsessed with it again.
The next day, General Zuo Weiwei, the commander-in-chief of the march in Hebei Province, led the Hejian prefect Xue Changxiong to send out 50,000 elite soldiers from the Hejian camp, and sent auxiliary troops, including 100,000 strong men to escort the weapons and equipment, including 15 masters above the level of alchemy.
Three alchemy masters and one grandmaster
At the same time, Xue Changxiong ordered the prefectures, counties and towns along the way to Kaicheng to receive troops for rest and supplies, and sent documents to Dongdu, Weijun, Jijun, Youzhou, Taiyuan, Wu'an, and Hengshan counties to invite reinforcements. This was to take advantage of the opportunity.
In the coming cold and flood season, we will fight to the death with the thieves entrenched in the plains and Bohai counties.
When he was about to go to the enemy, he vowed to defeat the thieves. He lost his son, lost his teacher, abandoned his army, and lost his friend in the snow.
As soon as the army launched, it was like a tiger descending from the mountain. Hebei was shaken, and the whole world was watching. Zhang Xing also immediately ordered that the most advanced Wubao abandon their forts and retreat to avoid the edge.
PS: Has anyone played the new "Love Story"? What kind of "" plot is there? I've been living on the verge of cerebral embolism all day, and I don't have the energy to play it at all.
