Chapter Nineteen (Happy birthday to the seven-year-old boss)
Hearing this method of counterinsurgency, even if Zhao Jiu was prepared, he couldn't help but lose his voice for a moment, and for a moment he didn't know how to ask further.
"How were the rebels dealt with?" Yu Wenxuzhong saw the opportunity quickly and took the initiative to interject and ask.
"When I return to Bachelor of Arts Yuwen, I am anxious to come back to see the officials for their return. I don't dare to deal with it easily. I just asked the Chinese army to temporarily surround the Baichi Town..."
Zhao Dingfu, who had clear mud stains on his body, couldn't help but snorted.
"Have you ever asked clearly why they shot the censor sent by the imperial court?" At this time, Zhao Jiu finally came back to his senses.
"I am ashamed."
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Han Shizhong, who speaks with a Kansai accent, is obviously very assertive when talking to Yu Wenxuzhong, as if he is the fifth Lieutenant Han in person, but when facing Zhao Jiu, he always feels a little bit stingy and a little daughter-in-law, even when Mrs. Liang just talked to her.
It sounds grand. "After asking around, it seems that there was a rumor first that they wanted to capture the generals and hand them over to Xing Zai. These thieves didn't understand justice and were reluctant to give up, so they were angry when they came; then, it turned out that they
When the pioneers arrived in Wanshou County, they were not allowed to enter the city, and they were not given any cattle or wine. They were only allowed to settle in Baichi Town. However, Baichi Town was vacated by the county early, and this caused depression again...
But when it comes to the root cause, it’s because most of these people came from the rebels, and they rebelled once and got used to being thieves.”
Zhao Jiu nodded repeatedly, this was much more reasonable, and there was a sense of relief in the hall.
Only after understanding the reason, Zhao Guanjia changed his mind. He originally wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the people in Jinggou Town and talk about military discipline issues, but after all, he knew it well and knew that there were some things that he couldn't help these days, so he forced himself to swallow it.
Go down.
Han Shizhong raised his head and secretly caught a glimpse of Zhao Jiu who was hesitant to speak. His face was not very good-looking, but he was mistaken. He quickly took the initiative to express his loyalty: "The official is at ease. I know that the road here is blocked and there is no progress.
Even the gold dust was scraped off the bodies of Taoist ancestors and Buddhas, civil and military officials and those thieves in the right army...those thieves have been deprived of salary and rewards for several months. What was seized in the army this time should have been taken out to share the worries of the officials! Minister
There won’t be any reluctance at all.”
"That's not the case!" Zhao Jiu waved his hands repeatedly.
"Are the officials worried about how to deal with those rebels?" After all, he was the direct victim. Zhao Ding was the first to be unable to bear it. "Han Taiwei, let me ask you, your troops killed the censor without permission,
You have forced the officials to look for you almost without regard for themselves. If this matter cannot be dealt with to the end, what is the national system?"
"Official!"
The matter was so important that Han Shizhong did not dare to evade it anymore. He could only ignore the armor on his body and bowed his head as much as possible to plead for mercy. "This matter is just some officers who are greedy for money. I will check it carefully in the next few days and never let anyone slip out. But before
With two thousand troops, how can we easily treat them as rebels at this time? There will be trouble."
Zhao Ding was indignant and stood up to formally impeach him, but Zhao Jiu raised his hand to stop him... When did you not just say that you must realize that this is a troubled world? How come your brain is so hot when you are just a little bit peaceful?
Of course, Zhao Ding has personal experience, and there are reasons for everything, so it’s not easy to blame him harshly.
"I trust Han Qing in this matter. Han Qing is the commander of the army. He can handle it internally within the army, but he must explain it to the frightened civil and military officers." General Zhao Jiu had thought about it a long time ago, and he was probably the most helpless.
But the only feasible way to deal with it was stated.
Han Shizhong burst into tears of gratitude and swore repeatedly.
However, at this moment, Yang Yizhong, who had been relaxed, suddenly caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye... Zhang Jun, the censor Zhongcheng, who had been silent just now, suddenly pulled his close friend and subordinate behind his back with his hand, and...
It’s the dirty green robe worn by Zhao Ding, the imperial censor in the palace!
Yang Yizhong quickly looked at his eyes, nose and heart, pretending not to see it.
Zhao Ding understood, but spoke angrily again: "Your Majesty! Officials! I refuse to obey! If there are too many troops there, it will be difficult to deal with it, and the situation is difficult, I have nothing to say! But there is only one Han Taiwei in front of me!"
As the commander of an army, how can he not deal with such an incident when his subordinates do something like this? And if he does not deal with it, will these military leaders still have the dignity and system of the court in the future?!"
Han Shizhong immediately glared at Zhao Ding.
In fact, Lieutenant Han was stunned by the official Zhao family shouting in the street today, and he naturally obeys the authority of the official family, but how could he be afraid of some bird censor? If he was really afraid of some bird censor, would he still be afraid of Han Wu?
This was a hasty quelling of the rebellion, and it was also a rebellion for Zhao Guanjia. Could it be that he was venting his anger on Lao Cuo?
However, Han Shizhong was glaring at him in the Zhongjun Inn, but Zhao Ding was unafraid and did not even look at this person. He directly made a formal impeachment to Zhao Jiu who was sitting at the end of the table: "I am the servant of the palace.
Shi Zhao Ding impeached the commander of the left army in the imperial camp, and ordered Han Shizhong, the envoy of the Propaganda Commission, to run the army ineffectively and with filth and evil, causing the country to be in danger of overturning... Please remove all titles from this person! Find a good minister to take his place!"
Han Shizhong became even more furious. If Zhao Jiu hadn't been right in front of him, he would have straightened up and carried the censor who had slipped through the net to the backyard latrine and killed him together... I think Han Shizhong had to hang around for twenty years before he managed to get to the point where he was under the command of the First Army.
, is it easy? But you open your mouth to impeach?
However, Han Wu was full of drama in his heart. Once he looked back and saw Zhao Guan's family, he was stunned and speechless, but he was extremely anxious and did not dare to act violently. He just bowed his head and begged for mercy again.
When Zhao Jiu saw this scene, he turned around and looked around the hall. He saw the embarrassment of the civil servants walking around, the panic of Han Shizhong, and the officers and soldiers of the Han family in the inn, including Mrs. Liang who was hiding in the side of the hall.
His face was full of worry...but he held his waist and smiled dumbly.
The laughter was not loud, but as soon as it started to sound, Han Shizhong did not dare to make any more noise, and Zhao Ding also stood silently. The hall was immediately silent, waiting for the official to make a decision.
"What Zhao Yushi said makes sense." After Zhao Jiu finished laughing, his expression did not change and he still smiled at each other. "The more the country declines and the weaker the central government, the more we must pay attention to the system, otherwise it will be a recipe for disaster... Han
Sir, I will wrong you today!"
Han Shizhong, who had his head lowered, was heartbroken when he heard these words, and there was a cry in his voice: "The official said this, I dare not feel wronged!"
"That's good." Zhao Jiu said slowly. "Han Shizhong was not strict in controlling his subordinates. His subordinates killed the imperial censor and harassed people in the area... He was exempted from the mission and went to the imperial camp to control the left army. He was still under the temporary control.
Lead the left army of the imperial camp."
Hearing this, others watched from the other side and had expected it. However, the person involved, Han Shizhong, was half happy and half worried... Of course, the officials were happy because they knew what he was capable of and did not let him lose his military power and control.
It is also a control; but what is worrying is that the man who fights in the army can only get the title of marquis thousands of miles away and show off in front of others. After working hard to suppress bandits for half a year, he finally lost the title of Chengxuan envoy, and Po Han five became
It has only been half a month since Taiwei Han turned into Han Taiwei again! How much effort will it take to become Taiwei Han again in the future?
Of course, in addition to this, there are still three points of anger, but it is the older Yushi Zhao and the young Yushi Zhongcheng who is sitting aside and pointing and making small movements... Han Shizhong is the bravest of the three armies and is especially good at archery.
A pair of eagle eyes can't see anything clearly in the lobby of the inn except for the officials.
But no matter what happened, when he returned to the present, Han Shizhong bowed his head and thanked him after hearing this. The whole room, including Mrs. Liang, who had long retreated to the corner, breathed a sigh of relief.
And just at this moment, when everyone thought that the rebellion drama was over, our Zhao Guanjia suddenly spoke again: "I am timid. That head is really scary. I have never dared to go there. Han Qing, please step forward."
Come!"
Han Shizhong didn't know why, but he took two big steps forward and hurriedly bowed his head again in front of the official.
"Good minister, stand up straight and raise your head." Zhao Jiu stretched out his hand to support the other party and said.
Han Shizhong still didn't know why, but he straightened up and raised his head, but he still didn't dare to look at the young official in front of him, and just stared at the second floor stairs in front of him in a daze.
At this point, under the firelight, Zhao Jiu, who was sitting still, could really see the other person's detailed appearance... How should I put it? Nothing else. At a glance, I just felt that this person's skeleton was really prominent.
, in the history books, he must be praised for his majestic character, and then he has a pair of eyes that are as fast as lightning, and he looks like an eagle, which is amazing.
"Good minister." Zhao Jiu looked at the people sitting there for a while, then sighed and said something sincerely hidden in his heart. "Don't bend down when you see me in the future... because I can straighten up, and I have always been Han Qing."
He has always supported me and encouraged me."
At this point, the whole hall was stunned, but the official took out the jade belt that he had taken off at some point, and then in the audience, in front of the public, tied it with his own hands for Han Shizhong, who had not reacted at all.
It is said that when Han Shizhong came back from the murder, his armor was not removed, and the blood stains on his waist were sticky. Under the light and shadow, it was dark brown and smelled fishy. The jade belt worn by the official was naturally a long-standing standard treasure in the palace in Nanjing (Shangqiu). This time he was in a hurry
Surrounded by it, it was shining brightly and was instantly stained by blood.
Seeing this, Han Shizhong, who lowered his head to look, came to his senses. He was so embarrassed that he could only squeeze the opponent with his hands. However, his hands were very strong, like iron pliers. He came up and pinched Zhao Guanjia until his face turned red... Waiting for Han Shizhong
I woke up again, but I could only let go in embarrassment. I was at a loss for the moment and lost my temper to the extreme.
"The good minister has done great service in suppressing the rebellion and should have been rewarded generously. But now there is really nothing in the world, and I have nothing. Fortunately, the good minister has returned to the army today. I have not needed this fat belt to cheer me up for a long time. It is just right for you.
No need to decline…”
Maybe it was because of the pain in his hands. Zhao Jiu was clumsily tying his belt while he could only speak slowly to delay time. "As for the mere envoy Chengxuan, why bother thinking about it? Since you and I, the emperor and our ministers, have met, everything will succeed or fail. If everything fails,
That's all, if things really come true in the future, why don't I do as much as the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty did to Guo Ziyi, giving up a prince and a good minister to do it!"
Han Shizhong was still losing his composure and couldn't even hear what he said clearly, let alone mention it. However, Zhao Ding, Zhang Jun, Yang Yizhong and others next to him heard it and their eyes were red.
ps: A few words, Xiaoxiao and Qi Sui are the two female managers of our book. Xiaoxiao started helping in the last book, and Qi Sui was the manager when he was the best actor. We have known each other for several years... Xiaoxiao’s birthday is today, before she turned seven
It’s your birthday a few days before the book is released, so be sure to say happy birthday to both. May the former become more and more beautiful, and the latter become younger and younger.
By the way, I kept thinking about it when I saw them chatting about it when I was on my seventh birthday before the book was published. I even wrote it down in the outline of the book manuscript... Yesterday I thought it would be best if I coded a chapter at 12 o'clock to send blessings, but I can't do that as I get older.
The sleepiness has passed.
It's really embarrassing, but blessings shouldn't matter if they come sooner or later.