"I don't." Who knew that Tu Yuan suddenly lost his temper?
"Nothing." Chang Yu glared at him.
"I also want to go out for a walk, I don't want to be bored in this castle." Tu Yuan tilted his face, quite unhappy. Chang Yu rolled his eyes at him: "You are the general leading the army, why are you wandering around, garrisoning the castle?
It is your duty to lead troops against the enemy."
"Then you are still a coach, how can you just wander around?" Tu Yuan muttered, Chang Yu was angry and funny: "Just because we are the coach, we can do whatever we want. If you don't accept it, just hold back."
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There is nothing wrong with this. Everyone lowered their heads and smiled, but Wuzhong sighed: "Old Tu, don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings. You said being in the fort is boring, but I am very envious. You are roasting in the fort."
It would be so comfortable to drink tea while burning a fire, but I have to crawl through a snow hole in this ice and snow..."
"Then let's switch." Tu Yuan snorted, and Wuzhong shook his head: "You think I don't want to trade with you. The problem is that I can't do your job, and you can't do mine either!"
"What kind of job do you have? I can't do it. Isn't it just a job of killing people? I have killed more people than you." Tu Yuan grumbled, and Wu Zhong said, "You have killed more people than me, but that's
There is no skill at all on the battlefield, what I do is technical work... Come on, there are specialties in skills, and there are many different skills, I will tell you something."
Tu Yuan was about to retort, but Chang Yu had already spoken, stared at Wu Zhong and said: "The meaning behind your words is that I am very dissatisfied with my current job."
"No," Wu Zhong spread his hands: "I'm quite satisfied, the working environment is good, the windy air is good, I can jump freely as I want, it's not like suffocating someone to death in this castle, sir, you didn't see it
Is anyone envious of me?" Wuzhong looked embarrassed, and Tu Yuan was so angry that he wanted to kick him.
Tashan Fort is the frontline of the conflict between the two armies. The soldiers here are nervous because conflicts may occur at any time and they need to go on missions or take turns to patrol, reconnaissance, escort, meet the enemy, and so on.
Or go to Xingshan Fort to fight.
But when there is no mission, the soldiers are still relatively relaxed, especially in this windy and snowy weather, which is a rare comfortable day for them. It is also a kind of enjoyment to stay in the barracks, brag and gossip, and hear hearsay.
Of course, today's headline gossip is about the eunuch. Chang Yu's identity is not kept secret here. It is even a little publicized, and the publicity is somewhat intentional.
Chang Yu's arrival added a lot of topics for these soldiers to talk about after dinner, but it did not disturb their leisure and comfort. There was no need for pomp and formalism because of his arrival. In short, they did what they should do as usual.
What to do.
After seeing Chang Yu, brothers Zu Zerun and Zukfa fed him horses, and then they returned to the barracks. Yes, it was the barracks of ordinary soldiers.
When Zu Dashou was here, they lived as soldiers in the soldier barracks next door. Once Zu Dashou left, they became ordinary soldiers, but they were obviously different from ordinary soldiers. For example, they were not that close to them!
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Although they have been back for a year, they also deliberately want to get closer to these soldiers and want to blend in, but there is always a barrier. The soldiers are more polite than respectful to them.
Everyone knows the reason.
The two brothers also knew that they had mixed feelings in their hearts and were particularly depressed.
Just like when the Manchus surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, they tried their best to integrate with them. It took them ten years and tried their best. Although they were in high positions, in their eyes, they were still different. They were still indifferent to the Manchus and Han.
Prejudice, disdain and rejection, no matter how high an official you become, you are still a slave in their eyes.
Now that I'm back, I have to work hard to show my kindness to my old friends from my homeland who we fought with and killed the enemy side by side. I want to ask you whether it's sarcastic or not, and whether you're tired.
You go there and kill your own people to show your loyalty to the Tatars, and when you come back, you kill the Tatars to show your loyalty... The problem is that no matter how you prove it, people will always doubt you and distrust you. Over time, even they themselves will feel disgusted.
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It’s disgusting and tiring. No matter how hard you try, the barrier remains.
In the more than a year since I came back, I have participated in dozens of conflicts, killed dozens of Tatars, and expressed my loyalty, but I am still under suspicion. Would you say I feel depressed or not?
But who can you blame?
After all, in order to show his loyalty to the Qing camp for more than ten years, he also killed many Ming soldiers and civilians.
You can’t blame others, but you can blame yourself?
Just blame God for playing tricks on people.
Different from the other soldiers in the barracks who were spitting and frothing, the two brothers sat at the door of the barracks and looked outside in a daze. They had just met the big eunuch. Although they only said a few words, they made themselves tremble. Then the big eunuch asked them to feed them.
Horse, seemingly humiliating, is actually unpredictable.
Feeding the eunuch's horse is neither shameful nor humiliating. How many people want to do it and are proud of it?
They both knew that this was the eunuch who was testing themselves. They were both in their forties and about to run away to the fifth grade. They were so sophisticated and ignorant of the world. If they were young, they might still be resentful or have other thoughts in their hearts. At this age,
, people have become more stable, have thought everything through, know what they want, know the trade-offs, and even know what is most important.
They were not people who were greedy for life and afraid of death, nor were they the kind of people who only wanted glory and wealth. Although they had been officials in the Qing camp for ten years, they suddenly came back and had no idea. There was a gap in their hearts.
But these differences are not worth mentioning in other aspects, not to mention that they have the great family Buddha Zu Dashou standing beside them, reminding them of their fate at all times.
"The Governor needs someone who is familiar with the terrain to go out for reconnaissance. Which one of you will go?" While he was in a daze, Tu Yuan appeared at the door of the barracks.
"I am willing to take my humble position." Zu Zerun and the two people hurriedly stood up and said in unison.
"Just one," Tu Yuan said coldly.
"Let's go..." The two of them rushed to go at the same time. Tu Yuan stared at the two of them for a while. Zu Zerun and the other two felt uncomfortable when he looked at them, but they did not dare to say a word.
"Forget it, you two can't run anymore at your age." Tu Yuan turned around, walked a few steps, and then came back: "According to the governor's order, you two temporarily take charge of the military power in the fort and handle military affairs. You will be rewarded for your merits.
There is a penalty."
Ah... Zu Zerun and Zu Zerun were startled and looked at each other. Just when they were about to ask something, they saw Tu Yuan walking away without looking back.
Tu Yuan returned to the room. Li Muchian was sipping tea and flipping through a scripture in his hand. When Tu Yuan came in, he asked, "What's your reaction?"
"Both were so tight without any hesitation." Tu Yuanhu sat down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but he screamed when it was burned. Li Muchian raised his eyebrows: "These two people are both figures who follow the thesis and discuss martial arts. They are older than the city.
"Deep, we need to be more careful."
"I wish they had done something wrong, I just happened to chop it into pieces with one knife." Tu Yuan said angrily, and Li Muchian chuckled: "If he could kill, the Governor would have killed him long ago. If he didn't kill, he would give Zu Dashou face and allow Zu Dashou to bear the burden."
For his love, you dare to kill people who the governor cannot kill, so you are not afraid that Zu Dashou will trouble you."
"I'm afraid of his request." Tu Yuan snorted: "If they are safe, no one will touch them. If they are monsters, they will be killed. I don't believe that Zu Dashou dares to protect his shortcomings!"
"Young man, I admire you very much," Li Muchian said lazily. Tu Yuan quickly stopped him: "No, every time the Taoist admires me, my money bag will be deflated."
"Don't listen to other people's instigation." Li Muxian said seriously: "Not to mention your money bag, I just ask you if the peace amulet I bought for you is of any use."
"That's true. Every time I fight, it's like divine help. I rarely get hurt." Tu Yuan admired this Taoist priest from the bottom of his heart. If Chang Yu had to destroy Li Muchian's job, it would be useful, but it was just a psychological effect.
"The Taoist priest's amulet is so effective, why don't you buy one for Lord Du Gong? He likes to take risks so much. This amulet can protect you just in case." Tu Yuan asked curiously, and Li Muchian coughed a few times.
Ahem, the Governor is dishonest."
"What do you mean, he doesn't believe in Tao Chang's magic?" Tu Yuan looked confused.
"Ahem, cough, cough, he doesn't want to give money to worship the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty..." Li Muxian did not hide it: "As the saying goes, you use money to eliminate disasters for others. The founder of the Sanqing Dynasty has to eat incense, right? How can you practice immortality without incense?
Technique..." Seeing Tu Yuan's eyes widen, he quickly said: "Well, this is one of them. The most important thing is that Lord Du Gong is a god of killing. If he doesn't kill others, others will burn high incense. Who else?
Kill him."
Ah, Tu Yuan was startled, looked outside mysteriously, and asked in a low voice: "Is the Lord Du Gong really the God of Death descending to earth?"
Li Muxian said with some seriousness: "He is both a god and a demon."