"There is a lack of water, and the trenches are dug so deep. If water is diverted into the trenches, the Long family army will have to sail their boats if they want to get through."
Zhao Lun smiled slightly, and Lu Qichang tutted and praised: "Yes, trenches alone are not enough. Even if the Long family army falls into the trench, they will not necessarily die."
"But if the trench is filled with water, the Long family's army will die if they fall in."
Just after he finished talking about the clever plan, Lu Qichang felt something was wrong again and asked: "But Mr. Zhao, where does Yangcheng get the water?"
The area around Yangcheng was arid and there was no water to divert, so Zhao Lun's plan could not be implemented.
Zhao Lun smiled and said: "The official knows the astronomical phenomena well. It is expected that there will be a heavy rain tomorrow, and the trench will naturally be filled by then."
Lu Qichang praised: "Master Zhao knows astronomy and geography, and he also understands military strategy. He is really a genius."
"I must recommend him to the king. Now is the time to employ people. Mr. Zhao will surely rise to prominence."
Lu Qichang really admired Zhao Lun. The strategy proposed by Zhao Lun last time made the people in the country enthusiastically join the army. It was really a wonderful strategy.
Zhao Lun immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Lu, for your appreciation. It's just that I'm from a humble background. To be able to reach the position of prefect is already a blessing from the king. I really don't dare to think about it."
This is not modesty, Zhao Lun really thinks so.
In Xixia, family status is particularly important. If a grassroots person like Zhao Lun can become a prefect, his ancestors' graves will be filled with smoke.
If you want to go up, you have to join the royal family.
This time, Shi Le stormed Zhenguo Temple and was defeated, choosing Yangcheng as the front line against Long Chen. Zhao Lun felt that the opportunity had come, so he worked particularly hard.
I just thought that by performing well in front of Shi Le, I could further my career.
Lu Qichang's words made Zhao Lun feel happy.
Lu Qichang waved his hand and said: "Prefect, behave well, the king is watching from inside the city."
Zhao Lun paid his respects and said, "I have dedicated myself to death and died."
Lu Qichang clicked his tongue and said, "This is unlucky. A bright future awaits you in the future."
"Okay, it's getting late, I'm going back, how about you?"
Zhao Lun wanted to be active and said: "I'll take a look at the defense later."
Lu Qichang patted Zhao Lun on the shoulder and said, "Don't work too hard."
Zhao Lun bowed and said, "Master Lu, please go back first."
Lu Qichang led several guards into the city, while Zhao Lun continued to watch outside.
Suddenly, a soldier behind him ran over excitedly holding a wine jar, and accidentally bumped into Zhao Lun.
"Hey...don't you have eyes?"
Zhao Lun was furious and immediately scolded the guards behind him: "What are you doing to eat!"
Zhao Lun rose from the bottom, was respectful to his superior officials, and was extremely strict with those below him.
This is the norm in official circles. In order to climb up, a person will act like a dog to the leader above.
Once you climb up, become the master, and dominate, things will get worse.
In the past, I was humiliated when I knelt down and treated myself like a dog. But when I became an official, I would look for others to vent my anger on.
This is a kind of psychological compensation, or psychological abnormality.
Such people are everywhere in the officialdom. The biggest problem of officials is not poor health, but mental abnormality.
Zhao Lun was angry, and the guards were so frightened that they hurriedly apologized: "My lord, please forgive me, let's arrest that guy."
After saying that, the guard went to chase the soldier, but when he caught up, the soldier had disappeared without a trace.
"It's weird, where are the people?"
The guards found no one and were worried about being punished by Zhao Lun.
In order to avoid punishment, a few people randomly found a new recruit to take the blame.
After escorting the new recruits over, the guard bowed and said, "Master Taishou, we have caught him. How should we deal with him?"
Zhao Lun snorted coldly: "Beat him to death with a stick!"
The guard bowed: "Yes!"
Just two days after his arrival, the new recruit was held down by the guards and beaten to death in public with a barrage of sticks.
Zhao Lun didn't even bother to take a look, just like inspecting the fortifications.
After finishing reading, I slowly walked back to the mansion.
Lu Qichang returned to the prefect's mansion and entered the Houya to report to Shi Le.
When the guards saw Lu Qichang coming, they naturally wouldn't stop him.
Entering the backyard, Shi Le was still practicing the Mad Lion Technique.
Lu Qichang sighed secretly in his heart: Your Majesty is still brooding over the failure of the general.
Lu Qichang walked in and Shi Le stopped.
"Your Majesty, the defenses outside the city are almost complete, and the number of soldiers has increased. One hundred thousand new soldiers have arrived in the past few days."
Shi Le wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Lu Qichang immediately helped to take the towel.
"Not bad, we have 100,000 recruits so quickly."
Shi Le is very satisfied with this speed.
I thought it would be difficult to recruit soldiers, but I didn't expect it to be quite fast.
Lu Qichang took the opportunity to say: "This is all the plan of the prefect Zhao Lun. He has been directing the construction of fortifications outside the city every day these days. The minister thought this person could be used."
Shi Le nodded and said, "I have been observing him these days, which is indeed good."
"In today's time of employing people, Zhao Lun is a rare talent. Let's make him a Taiwei and let him participate in military aircraft affairs."
Lu Qichang's heart skipped a beat. He just wanted Zhao Lun to continue to be a civil servant. Unexpectedly, Shi Le asked him to be a Taiwei.
Taiwei was an official in charge of military affairs, and he competed with Lu Qichang for military power.
Although Lu Qichang admired Zhao Lun, no one liked being deprived of power, so he was very unhappy.
Of course, this can only be kept in the heart and cannot be expressed.
Otherwise, if you just recommend someone and then slander him again, your image will be greatly compromised.
"Your Majesty is wise."
Lu Qichang looked happy on the surface, but felt disappointed inside.
Shi Le chatted with Lu Qichang for a while, and then Lu Qichang came out of the back office and returned to the mansion.
When he walked into the mansion, he saw a doctor hurriedly entering Zhao Lun's room.
"What's going on?"
Lu Qichang was still thinking of announcing the good news to Zhao Lun, when he saw this scene.
The steward of the mansion replied: "The governor doesn't know what happened. He just came back from outside and fell down."
"The family has sought medical treatment, but we don't know what will happen in the end."
Lu Qichang said in surprise: "Falled down? What happened?"
The steward shook his head, saying that he didn't know either.
Lu Qichang immediately arrived at the yard where Zhao Lun was. It was a mess and there was crying in the room.
Lu Qichang walked in and saw Zhao Lun's wife lying beside the bed crying loudly.
Zhao Lun stared straight at the roof, his pupils dilated, and the box the doctor had just opened was closed again.
"What's going on?"
Lu Qichang asked the doctor, who said: "The prefect has been stung by a poisonous scorpion, and there is no cure."
Lu Qichang looked at Zhao Lun, who was still staring at death, and suddenly felt a little happy in his heart.
No one is competing with him for military power.
Lu Qichang nodded slightly, and the doctor exited the room.
Lu Qichang looked at the crying wife of the prefect and comforted her: "My condolences, Madam, Prefect Zhao has suffered such a misfortune... Sigh... Your Majesty has just conferred the title of Taiwei on Prefect Zhao. Unexpectedly... God is jealous of the talent."
Lu Qichang's words made the governor's wife even more sad. She threw herself on the body and cried loudly: "Husband, did you hear this? The king has conferred the title of Taiwei on you."
The people in the room burst into tears after hearing this.
Lu Qichang shook his head slightly and sighed. After leaving the yard, he stood at the door and thought about it, but still did not tell Shi Le immediately.
The person is already dead, let's wait until tomorrow.
...
Zhenguo Temple.
He Juntao entered Long Chen's room, and Wu Xiangyun was nestling next to Long Chen, watching Long Chen draw battle plans.
After spending time with Meng Lan at Jade Buddha Pass, Long Chen came back.
If he doesn't come back, his whereabouts will be exposed, giving Shen Wanjin even more reason to be suspicious.
"Sir, the spies sent news from Yangcheng. The matter is completed. Zhao Lun was poisoned to death."
He Juntao said very happily.
Long Chen put down his pen and said with a smile: "Okay, this guy has too many thoughts, I can't help but kill him."
Wu Xiangyun asked: "Husband, did you kill Zhao Lun?"
Long Chen nodded and said: "Yes, this guy is full of tricks. It will be difficult not to kill him."
Wu Xiangyun asked strangely: "So full of tricks? Aren't you the one who is full of tricks?"
Long Chen smiled and said: "Little wife, do you owe me again?"
Wu Xiangyun chuckled and said, "Husband... I was wrong. Don't bully me."
Seeing the two people looking disgusted, He Juntao smiled and exited the room in a wise manner.
As soon as he closed the door, he heard Wu Xiangyun's soft voice, and Long Chen had already started to clean up.
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