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.
It was soaked with melted snow water.
Next, you can naturally start plowing and spring plowing from south to north.
And if calculated based on 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, and his career as a rebel will also enter his 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 should 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, Xue Changxiong, the general manager of the Hebei March of the Wei Dynasty, who was sitting in the first place, looked at the light coming from the door, and looked at the old man in civilian clothes in the seat in front of him slightly uneasily.
In response to the voice, he moved his steps in full military uniform, even rubbing a lot of mud. "The situation is not forgiving, who is not being pushed? The road is muddy, spring plowing is about to happen, didn't I know? The thieves are inciting people's hearts, I don't know
Do you know? I also read the flyer and walked 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 briefly: "Mr. Feng, you have fallen into a trap... fell into the thief Zhang San's plan."
"What should I say?" Feng Wuyi also looked seriously at the Nanchen remnant opposite.
"Actually, it's very simple... it's the right time." Chen Bin, who was standing there, explained seriously to the old man in front of him. "The main force of the bandit army is in Hebei, and the troops of the 25th Battalion are also good, but the foundation of the thieves is still in the East after all.
Border, the material logistics, civilian soldiers of the eight counties in the east, including the soldiers, horses and ordnance practitioners that extend to the six counties in Huaixi, are not comparable to the Hebei area that only occupies 30% of the Bohai Sea and 30% of the plains. He claims to be able to operate in Ban County
Sit tight, and the confidence to fight us actually depends on the support from the east behind you, so the traffic on the river will be critical at this time."
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 is not just a boast. If we really want to fight, even if we win, it will 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 now we have to send troops because it is the flood season on the river and the sea at this time, and the north and south are isolated and there is no communication.
It is also difficult to build a pontoon on a boat, and even if the master of condensing pills is not high-level, it will be difficult... This fighter plane will arrive soon, and it only lasts for half a month, so it is impossible to 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, that Zhang San knew that you were going to go at this time, so he deliberately
Are you saying that in the leaflet just to disturb the morale of the military?"
Chen Bin nodded, and Xue Changxiong also nodded quickly.
"But..." Feng Wuyi thought for a moment, frowned and asked again. "But it's true that everyone in the local area is opposed to it... I asked many local officials, and they all said that the army was crossing the border and delaying spring plowing. I'm afraid that'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?
If we don’t drive the thieves across the river, I’m afraid Hebei will 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 around that saint for decades be stupid? So he quickly realized that this was probably the case:
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 imperial court? How can a thief be just a thief?
After a moment of hesitation and silence, just 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 them as much as possible?"
What about military discipline? I 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 have done my best for the country, but you care about this? Don't forget that I also lost a son, two beloved generals, and 10,000 elite troops! All my faults are mine.
As soon as he said this, Xue Changxiong became furious and stood up with his sleeves like a toad that had been stung on his 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 from behind: "General, the overall situation is not 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 up with a smile: "Mr. Feng, why did you defect to the thieves? Since ancient times, the army and the people have been enemies rather than friends. What's the difference? This incident is clearly a sinister gang. After occupying Wubao,
, driving the redundant people to work as official slaves in the eastern border areas, or simply selling them into private slaves. They are 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 startled 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?"
To control the Hejian camp and more than 20 states and counties, don’t you rely 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 easily refuse."
Xue Wanquan was thoughtful.
Seeing this, Xue Changxiong 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 words were wrong, but now Hebei
All the aristocratic families and local officials are dissatisfied with us and are staring at us. It is true and we cannot go too far... This is why I want to send troops early for a decisive battle."
Xue Wanquan just sighed: "My father is far-sighted and can see clearly."
Xue Changxiong shook his head and was too lazy to say more: "Hurry up and prepare for sending troops quickly, don't delay!"
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, only asked which one was more important, military or civilian? Which one should be trusted if he called the government, the army, or the traitor? Now he was seeing him off all the way, and 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.
"Mr. Feng, 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 mansion gate and saw people around him busy, Chen Bin took the opportunity to speak.
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Feng Wuyi looked at the other party, and then remembered that this person was actually 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.
The intentions of the one on the ridge and the one who set up the Qianjin Pillar are unknown. Although the two generals who suppressed the rebellion are both at the level of masters, they did not dare to go deep into the mountainous area and 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 his hands in front of the General's Mansion and responded sincerely:
"No...I feel very ashamed now."
Chen Bin seemed to want to laugh at first, but when he saw the other party's gesture, he felt bored and just smiled with his hands behind his back:
"Feng Gong...why are you doing this? You are from Hebei, and you were sent to Daxing as a descendant. You relied on your writing skills and your family background to find your way into the lurking residence of today's saint. You should understand that,
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. Just now I
I ask you whether you are an official or a thief, civil or military, but there is another question that is not easy to ask. Are you from Guanlong above or 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 survive, and you and I could barely have a bowl of soup. But now, life has become tight, and everyone's true colors have inevitably been exposed." 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 work, 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 Zan was puzzled for a moment: "Didn't my father say that he would replace Zhang Shiyu to bridge the gap between Hejian Camp and the local authorities? How come he left right after he came? Then Xue Changxiong didn't appoint him?"
Feng Wuyi forced a smile: "How can a mere Hebei person be qualified to be a bridge...at least he must be from a noble family in Jin."
Feng Zan was stunned for a moment, why didn't he understand? Then he also smiled bitterly, but tried his best to comfort: "In this case, father just goes home and sits quietly. If he doesn't ask these questions, he will save himself."
"It's difficult!" Feng Wuyi lay half-lying in the car. He didn't know whether he was talking about it being difficult subjectively or objectively. "It's 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 assemble the army and march. Even the people here in Hejian will leave tomorrow.
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 will 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.
How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward."
The man on the roof recited a short poem three times before sighing: "King Changsha, what's the style of this poem?"
Chen Bin was stunned for a moment, put away his anger, and sneered: "Bullshit King of Changsha! Xie Minghe, don't you think I can still be proud of this surname and think about some great achievements in recovering Nanchen, right? I must not be a lunatic!"
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At this point, the man paused, but continued to smile: "But the poems are good poems...were you the one who made them?"
"Copied." The person on the roof suddenly fell down and appeared in front of the door. It was none other than Xie Minghe, a rare master from the Eight Jiangnan Families. He entered with his hands behind his back and did not salute. He just asked 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 brothers are more than twenty. Except for one who rebelled, the rest 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 for the young master... Brother Xie, you and I are already over forty, and we are no longer the young men who climbed mountains and looked at the rivers."
Xie Minghe didn't refute, he just sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and then raised his glass to say: "What about Chen Sima? But in this situation in Wei, 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. "It's pretty 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 preparing to rebel? Are you looking for villagers everywhere? The situation in Jiangnan is really very bad?"
"It's really bad, but I don't dare to rebel in Jiangdong. Tens of thousands of warriors from Dongdu, one hundred thousand Guanxi garrison, four or five masters, twenty or thirty condensed pills, are just across the river. Who dares to move? To move would be to confiscate the property.
Extermination of the clan." Xie Minghe said one thing.
"Then you..." Chen Bin rubbed his sleeves and was stunned for a moment, but then quickly realized. "You turned into a thief?"
"It's not that he voted for the gang, but that he voted for Zhang Sanlang." Xie Minghe was frank. "I have some friendship with him..."
"Whether it's the 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 world is far away, so let's go together for a while." Xie Minghe answered seriously. "Last year, they didn't unify the eight counties, so I went there, 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 pill 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 thief is forcing all the young men in the Eastern Region who can still build foundations to build foundations collectively?" Chen Bin, who put down the flask, laughed. "And you became a master of Dengzhou Martial Arts School?"
"yes."
"How's the effect?"
"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, and 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, one or two people in a small state or county 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 can’t say there’s anything to say about it.”
"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, I went straight across the river."
"Then you come 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, you will know if you think about it. With my personality, how could I possibly 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 officials and the like are juxtaposed?"
"Don't you think your surname 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 could you resist bending down to welcome a group of Guanlong warriors from the Xue family? They are quite valuable.
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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 party was thinking with just a glance. "In this situation in the Wei Dynasty, I just go along with the flow, fearing that I am loyal to the court; even here with the Xue family, I just go along with them.
Those who are perfunctory cannot be said to be 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, the Clan is bound to win in Hebei? It doesn't matter if we do it with or without you?"
"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 thought it was absurd: "If this is the case, you are just planning for the future, so what if you have a fight with Bang Xu?"
"Brother Xie is overthinking." Chen Bin picked up another glass of wine and shook his head. "The question is, why are all the people in the world stupid, but thieves are not stupid? Do you think the people in power in the world are all fools? 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, and once they are stupid, they will only get worse faster.”
Xie Minghe remained silent for a moment before slowly shaking his head: "This may be the case, but everything is people-oriented. You think that 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. There are many
Things are 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 suffer big setbacks, but the characters in it will not.
If you simply annihilate Cao Mang, you will definitely set off a huge wave. I would say, 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 am satisfied to sit in Hebei and watch Cao Wei's self-defeat."
Already."
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 and 100,000 strong men to escort the military equipment and baggage. Among them, there were 15 masters of Ningdan and above.
There are 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.
Before leaving, he shed his blood and vowed to defeat the thieves. He spent the winter in the snow and lost his son, his teacher, his army, and his friends.
Once the army is launched, just like a tiger descending from the mountain, Hebei is shaken, and the whole world is watching.
Zhang Xing also immediately ordered the most advanced Wubao to abandon their base and retreat to avoid the sharp edge.
ps: Has anyone played the new "Love Story"? What are the "" plots in it? I've been living on the verge of cerebral embolism all day, and I don't have the energy to play it at all.