Everything in Jiaziying is very strange to Lao Bao. This is not a normal world.
The Xiang army in the capital is now dredging the Wulong River. Besides dredging the Wulong River, they also need to remember to ask for some food from the surrounding merchants. If they can send some old clothes, they will be very grateful. They don't have any clothes.
There are many uniforms wearing them.
Jiazi Camp is not a Xiang army, nor is it a Forbidden Army. Even the emperor's personal guards are not treated like drinking a jar of fine wine for two thousand dollars all day long. They are as honest as an old man. When they see the veteran filling the fine wine with a wine gourd,
There was also a dull pain in my heart.
Another pig was killed and hung on a shelf. A group of children shouted and asked the veteran who killed the pig for pig urine. To make this thing, just put it on the sand and slowly rub it, and then slowly insert a bamboo tube and blow air into it.
, it will become swollen, and then a group of barefoot children will have fun playing Cuju on the school military field. This thing is more comfortable to play than sepak takraw.
There is a piece of crispy meat on the pig's neck. According to Yun Zheng's understanding, that thing is lymph. In later generations, when fat pigs were slaughtered, they would cut them off and feed them to dogs. However, here it is the butcher's patent. They cut off a small strip while it is fresh and throw it away.
It has a crunchy texture in your mouth and is praised as a rare delicacy.
Zhang Fangping pointed at the fat pigs and said: "Yun Zheng is coming back soon. He should be back in the afternoon. These fat pigs are prepared for the sergeants. You have waited for half a month and you have the results. That kid knows that it is impossible to keep you dry forever."
On the other hand, after all, he must pass your test, Brother Bao, don’t be harsh on this young man, he just wants to do something and doesn’t want to go to the capital to retire early.”
Bao Zheng didn't say anything. He stared at the green mountains in Sichuan with his hands behind his back. The river wind blew through his silk shirt and made the corners of his clothes rustle. When he was a Jinshi in his early years, he once said, "The warehouse is full of mice and birds are happy." It's a pity that
My cat has been catching mice for decades, but the mice are catching more and more, and their methods of stealing granaries are becoming more and more subtle.
The only thing that many years of thunderbolt tactics have brought to me is loneliness. Both good and bad people are avoiding me. If I have to say the saddest thing, it is that the emperor is also avoiding me.
Corrupt officials avoid him because they are guilty and afraid; good officials avoid him because they don't want to get too close to a selfless person. Such people are ruthless and often unjust; emperors avoid him because the words and things that come out of his mouth are often wrong.
The darkest scene of the empire.
"Thousands of birds have disappeared from the mountains, and thousands of people have disappeared. I am alone in a boat with a coir raincoat, fishing alone for snow in the cold river!" Lao Bao recited Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River" word by word, with a lonely and desolate tone.
"Liu Hedong's poem is so heartbreaking to read, why does Brother Bao have to suffer so much? Why don't we take advantage of the gentle river breeze and get drunk together with the delicious food and wine?" Zhang Fangping toasted to invite him.
"Is there anyone who is willing to get drunk with people who are disgusted by gods and ghosts?"
Zhang Fangping chuckled and said: "The crow is on the pig's back. Boss, please don't say that the second brother is evil. You, Bao Xiren, are selfless and selfless. Am I, Zhang Fangping, just a coward? Liu Yucheng came back and let you inspect the school, but left Yunzheng to Shuzhong."
Well, this has nothing to do with anything personal, it just has something to do with the young army in Sichuan that has just started, and I have high hopes for them."
Bao Zheng opened his mouth and laughed dumbly and said: "Liu Yucheng's army surrounded and suppressed the thief's nest in Bazhong. Now that they have returned with a great victory, what is there to review? The head of the Buddhist disciple Gao Tansheng has been placed in the treasure house by you, and most of the elites of the Maitreya Sect are also there.
The loss is in Xixia. Liu Yucheng still has the ability to kill tigers with heavy punches. When the time comes, all I have to do is go up to the table to ask for credit for Liu Yucheng and Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang is about to succeed with a great achievement, but now he wants me
It is not the behavior of a gentleman to give up the last bit of responsibility!"
Zhang Fangping opened his mouth and laughed dryly, then drank the wine in one gulp. Liu Yucheng's battle report came back. This time in Bazhong, the Maitreya Sect, which Gao Tansheng had worked hard for many years, was wiped out in one fell swoop.
During the annihilation, Liu Ningjing, Wanbaoshan, Hei Juntou and other remaining members of the Maitreya Sect were all captured. Even so, the officers and soldiers still suffered heavy casualties when they broke through the gate of Wanhu Mountain.
However, the mountains of treasures in the thieves' den were enough for Zhang Fangping to ignore the casualties of the Yongsheng Army. Zhang Fangping came to Jiaziying with the power of annihilating the Maitreya Cult in Shuzhong just to force Bao Xiren to give in and go away. Things in Shuzhong should be the responsibility of Shuzhong officials.
up to you!
The stubborn Bao Xiren was unwilling to give in. He still hoped to make a judgment after having a face-to-face conversation with Yun Zheng. He could not force this person too hard, otherwise the incident of hanging the seal and living in seclusion would happen again.
If you continue to control Jiaziying or even Wu Shengjun in the dark, that will be a big trouble.
Bao Xiren's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a group of people suddenly appear on the path on the distant mountain. The whole group walked sparsely, as if every step they took was squeezing the last energy out of their bodies.
After getting closer, Lao Bao discovered that these people were the soldiers of Jiazi Camp. Their military appearance was not neat, and their helmets were crooked. Fortunately, they still had crossbows and weapons on them. The straw sandals under their feet had become tattered. Some soldiers had no feet at all.
There were no shoes, and their feet were covered with wounds. Everyone's expression was dull, and they just followed the person in front like a zombie.
The leader was Liang Ji. He seemed not to notice Lao Bao and Zhang Fangping standing by the camp gate. He walked stiffly to the center of the school military field, fell into the sand pit and remained motionless. The people behind Liang Ji
When he fell headlong, he fell to the school military field in a staggered state, and some people immediately began to grunt.
Lao Bao frowned and looked at this extremely embarrassed army and asked several people why it was like this, but no one answered. They all just walked into the military camp and fell to sleep on the ground.
Zhang Fangping saw an acquaintance. This person was Zhou Tong. The armor and weapons on his body were no longer on him. His equipment was distributed among several other companions. The boots on his feet had opened to reveal his black and oily feet.
Zhang Fangping easily pulled him out of the queue, glanced at Zhang Fangping for a moment, opened his dry mouth, and fell into Zhang Fangping's arms and fell asleep. No one could compare this unshaven, dirty man with that suave man.
Zhou Tong was contacted.
"Where is Yunzheng? What's going on?" Zhang Fangping asked his subordinates to help Zhou Tong to the school military field and asked sharply.
"The general is behind you." Peng Jiu, who looked like a ghost, answered with difficulty and entered the door.
Lao Bao calmed down, folded his arms and kept looking at the soldiers. This was obviously the reaction of someone who had walked a long distance. He planned to wait for Yun Zheng to come over before asking what they had done.
Not long after, Yun Zheng appeared, leading his big green horse. The big green horse carried two people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. They were tied to the horse's back. Yun Zheng's image was not much better, and his armor was missing.
There was no trace of him, his hair was disheveled, his face was covered with specks of mud, and the big green horse seemed to have emerged from the mud just like him.
"What's going on?" Zhang Fangping asked repeatedly when he saw that Yun Zheng still knew how to salute him and Lao Bao.
"After walking for three hundred and fifty miles, this is how it looks. Please allow me to rest for a while, sir." After Yun Zheng answered hastily, he patted the war horse on its butt. The veteran who came out of the camp quickly took the reins.
He untied the man from the horse and placed him on the ground, while Yun Zheng stood at the gate of the camp gritting his teeth and persisting. When Lang Lige appeared at the end of the team, he fell over.
Looking at the sergeants lying on the school ground, Lao Bao smiled and said: "Walked more than three hundred miles? Are you kidding me? How long did you walk?"
However, the smile disappeared from Zhang Fangping's face. He saw a large vehicle coming from behind. The large vehicle was full of people. Wu Jie, Sun Dazhi, Lang Tan, Jiang Zhe, Hou Dayi and others were all on the carriage. When they saw Zhang Fangping standing
He lowered his head in shame at the gate of the camp.
"What's going on, Wu Jie, come and tell me."
This was the third time Zhang Fangping asked a question. Wu Jie raised his head and said embarrassedly: "The general ordered the army to walk back to Dujiangyan from the foot of Mount Emei. It took two days and three hours. The humble post couldn't walk anymore. He fainted after walking and was carried away.
Get in the carriage!"
Bao Zheng looked at Zhang Fangping and said, "Although I don't understand military matters, an infantry marching eighty miles a day should be the best choice, right?"
Zhang Fangping frowned and said: "Being able to march fifty miles a day while fully armed is already a condition for selection into the army in the Song Dynasty. Marching three hundred and fifty miles in more than two days, what is Yun Zheng doing? He is not afraid of destroying the army.
?"
Bao Zheng pointed to the people lying on the ground and said: "Aren't they all back? You were trying to persuade me not to criticize Yun Zheng just now. Why did you change your mind in the blink of an eye?"
Zhang Fangping grabbed Wu Jie's feet that had fallen outside the car and roared: "Look, can you still see these feet?" Lao Bao looked at Wu Jie's ragged soles and nodded and said, "It's true.
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Although the two people were talking angrily and were about to order people to take care of the sergeants who had been badly repaired by Yun Zheng, they saw Su Xun coming over with countless people, two carrying one, and throwing them all under the big awnings.
, everyone’s feet were hanging on the ground, and the women washed the soldiers’ feet with hot water, very skillfully, and after washing them, they wiped the soles of their feet with cotton cloth dipped in spirits. Bao Zheng knew how to do this.
It was so painful that the soldiers only twitched a few times in their sleep, and allowed the women to pick up the blood blisters on the soles of their feet and then wrap their feet with linen cloth.
Yun Zheng received the same treatment as a sergeant. The soles of his feet were injured and he habitually shrank his body into a baby shape. It was only then that Zhang Fangping discovered that Yun Zheng was still very young in his sleep.
Zhang Fangping, who was depressed and frustrated, looked back at Bao Zheng. Before he could speak, he heard Bao Zheng say: "He has won after all. I will go to Guangyuan tomorrow to inspect Liu Yucheng. If he can be ruthless to himself, he already has the qualities to be a general."
With his temperament, the road of civilian control of the army may really be possible, and I would like to see it come to fruition!" (To be continued)