223: Dont choose food when hungry, treat the symptoms and root causes
The players who came to the Wu Dynasty were only part of them. Those strong players in the previous life were not greatly disturbed.
For example, the sword master Xu Qingsong still descended on Xingpan Island, and the famous "Sea King" still descended on Yunxu Sea and became a shark.
Not all players are human, some lucky ones will trigger special choices when creating a character, such as becoming a spirit, monster, etc.
This choice...to be honest has its pros and cons, and overall the cons outweigh the pros.
After all, everyone wants to fight monsters, so their innate alignments are different, and monsters fight each other more ferociously, making it difficult for players to survive.
But having said that, this is a game after all, and players must play it as much as they want, so there are also some good people who act like monsters.
Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind came: "Master Zuo, why are you so dazed?"
Zuo Chongming didn't bother to raise his head and asked directly: "How did things go?"
"about there."
Ouyang Yu pouted, but he also knew that now was not the time to joke, so he took out a thick book from his spiritual ring as he spoke.
"Dian Mu refused to surrender, so we had no choice but to kill her. The other guardians and elders are about the same. There are not many left at the moment."
"In addition, the Thirty-six Bright Helms and the Seventy-two Dark Helms have also suffered considerable losses. The intelligence network has also been disrupted, and the personal connections have also..."
Zuo Chongming flipped through the book and raised his hand to interrupt her: "We'll talk about this later. You can go back and rest first."
"Where do I go back?"
Ouyang Yu curled her lips and hummed angrily: "A mansion? I don't dare to show off, for fear of being kicked out by the fairies around you."
During the day, she saw it with her own eyes. Leaving aside Nan Yuyan, Zuo Chongming had three beautiful and beautiful women beside him.
This man is so hateful, he hooked up with three of them just once in the capital.
And no matter in terms of appearance, temperament or figure, he is not inferior to himself in any aspect, which makes Ouyang Yu angry and at the same time has a sour taste.
"Are you still afraid of this?"
Zuo Chongming raised his eyelids: "A few of them together are not enough for you to hit with one hand. It's not certain who will hit who."
Ouyang Yu rolled his eyes: "Oh, a little girl doesn't dare to attack a big lady, lest some people take sides."
"The sour taste is too strong."
Zuo Chongming didn't take it seriously and continued: "From now on, we will start to shift the focus of the Liansheng Sect towards Congyun Mansion."
Ouyang Yu frowned and said: "Transferred to Cong Yun Mansion? Are you right? That place is now occupied by barbarians. You should know about this."
"Although the Liansheng Sect has an agreement with it, the strength of the sect has been greatly reduced now, and those barbarians will definitely not admit it. If they really want to go through, they will inevitably have a battle."
With the current strength of the Liansheng Sect, there will definitely be no good results from a head-on confrontation with those barbarians.
"They soon get tired of sitting still and start walking off on their own."
Zuo Chongming said quietly: "Although Congyun Mansion is rich, their roots are in the wilderness of the southern border."
"Once chaos breaks out in their hometown, no matter how reluctant they are to leave, they will have to give up Congyun Mansion and go back to the southern wilderness to stabilize the situation."
"At that time, Cong Yun Mansion was like a piece of meat on a chopping board. Whoever got it would depend on who could do it quickly."
Ouyang Yu didn't quite understand: "From what you're saying, you don't plan to regain Cong Yun Mansion to make further achievements?"
Zuo Chongming shook his head: "Emperor Wu is already wary of me, and all the officials are eager for me to perform meritorious service, so that they can take the opportunity to praise and kill me, so doing meritorious service now has both disadvantages and no benefits."
"Hey, if you say that..."
Ouyang Yu's teeth were sore: "On the surface, you are trying to take revenge on the barbarians and make new achievements. In fact, you plan to deliver Cong Yun Mansion to the hands of the Liansheng Sect."
Don't forget, Zuo Chongming also has a vest named Ji Changyun, who is the new leader of Liansheng Sect, and Cong Yun Mansion was still controlled by him in the end.
"There is progress."
Zuo Chongming looked at her approvingly, stood up and walked out.
"Why are you going?"
"Go back and rest."
"what about me?"
"Whatever."
"I...I want to go back too." Ouyang Yu peeked at his reaction.
Zuo Chongming's eyelids drooped and he said casually: "Change to a maid."
"She is obviously a saint."
Ouyang Yu muttered reluctantly, but still changed his appearance and clothes, and followed him obediently.
The two of them left the Zhenfu Division in tandem and quickly.
Since Fucheng had fallen before, ruins, broken walls, rubble and rubble can be seen everywhere.
Even in some cracks and corners, there is still dark brown blood that has long dried up.
Although while Zuo Chongming was in Beijing, Li Jun specially arranged people to seize the time to repair the city.
But in such a short period of time, it is impossible to restore it to the original state, so as long as you pay a little attention, you can see the bloody details...
Ouyang Yu tugged on his sleeve, pointed to the front and asked, "Huh? What are the people in front doing?"
"That's the porridge shed."
Zuo Chongming glanced up and said: "Although the Liansheng Sect rebels were repelled, too many people were displaced and their families were separated."
"So Mr. Lu has set up porridge shacks all over the city, which can at least ensure that the people will not starve to death."
After hearing this, Ouyang Yu sighed: "Master Lu is such a good official."
While talking, the two came outside the crowd.
Although most people have never seen Zuo Chongming, it can be seen from his clothing and demeanor that he is definitely not a commoner.
When the people noticed that he was approaching, they instinctively pushed aside, not daring to get too close to him, lest they make the nobleman angry.
The two of them walked directly through the crowd to the venue without any obstruction.
As soon as he came into view, he saw Lu Weiguang standing in front of the porridge shed with a livid face, angrily scolding several men and women who had their heads lowered.
I don’t know what these people have done to make Mr. Lu, who is well-read in poetry and books, swear.
After a long while, Lu Weiguang snorted with lingering anger, gritted his teeth and ordered the servants: "Come here, each of you will be whipped ten times, as a warning to others."
The bodies of these men and women trembled and they looked at him in disbelief.
When they saw the yamen officer taking out his whip and slowly approaching them, they finally understood that Lu Weiguang was serious.
"Sir, please spare my life."
"Ten lashes...will kill someone."
"Sir, we don't dare to do it anymore, please go around..."
Several people's knees weakened and they knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.
With their physiques, if these ten whips were really struck, half of their lives would probably be taken away.
"what happened?"
"Eh? Mr. Zuo?"
Lu Weiguang was about to salute, but when he caught his eye, he quickly changed his words and whispered: "Sir, I am forced to have no choice."
"Talk about it."
"well……"
Lu Weiguang sighed and told the story very quickly.
It's not a big deal. To put it bluntly, there are only four words - human nature.
The porridge shack was originally set up for refugees, but there are always some people who obviously have no shortage of food and drink, but because the porridge is free, they deliberately come to use it.
They come here to eat porridge just to save money, but for other refugees, this porridge is a life-saving thing.
Even though Lu Weiguang used various methods, there was no shortage of people who had a sense of luck...
Today, he was forced to have no choice but to take action to scare these guys.
“Treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.”
After Zuo Chongming listened, he commented softly.
Lu Weiguang said helplessly: "How could I not know this, but I have tried every method, just..."
Zuo Chongming patted him on the shoulder, reached out and grabbed a handful of ashes on the ground, threw it into the cauldron: "That's almost it."
"this……"
Lu Weiguang couldn't help but froze in place as he watched the white porridge being sprinkled with a layer of dust.