Chapter 3164 God’s will is just multiple excuses (additional update)

Ma Liang admires the General of the Cavalry very much.

Compared with those old natives in Sichuan and Shu, new Sichuan, like Ma Liang, have no objections to the policies that Fei Qian and Xu Shu are promoting, and even support them very much.

It's very simple, because it's good for them.

So young people like Ma Liang naturally support the cavalry and Xu Shu.

The Han Dynasty had great righteousness. All dynasties in the world, as long as the regime with a little cultural heritage, would pursue great justice. The most important part of this great justice is to eat.

Appetite is actually the desire to survive, and it is the most primitive and fundamental desire of human beings.

Lao Tzu talks about morality, Confucius talks about loyalty and filial piety, or what other sages are talking about, has it delayed these sages' meals? Not only hasn't, Confucius also raised the issue of eating to the level of "ritual". How to eat to conform to "ritual" and how to eat to teach them to the rulers of China.

Yang Song wants to have a meal.

Ma Liang also wants to have a meal.

When the rice cooker is not big enough and there is not enough rice, the elderly eat more, and the newcomer eats less.

The old man felt that this pot was enough for them to eat, and they had already sweated and bleeding for this pot. Isn’t it time to enjoy the age of happiness? Why should we continue to sweat and bleeding?

The newcomer felt that the newcomer had to endure hunger. He obviously couldn't get a few bites of food, so he either squeezed his head and snatched it into the pot, or was beaten by a group of old people and died of equal slaughter.

Few people will recreate the pot.

There are few people going to create, and there are many people waiting to copy.

There are few people cooking, and many people staring at the empty bowl.

The pot in Sichuan was originally small. Fei Qian and Xu Shu came, and made the pot bigger and more. Which pot in the snow area, the pot in Jiaozhi, and the pot facing the Western Regions that will be opened in the future will be smaller than the pot in Guanzhong and Jiangdong?

Then, should these large and small pots start to be reintegrated?

So the old man was unhappy...

But for a newcomer like Ma Liang, Is the immortal Banban?

Ma Liang skillfully took off the leather bag from the horse's back, then took out the rope and axe, and pulled up several tripping ropes at the bend of the road.

Then a distance was separated and a few more were pulled.

Ma Liang didn't think he was a scholar, and would lose face if he did such a job with these soldiers and guards now, nor did he think there was anything wrong with setting up an ambush in secret to capture Yang Song.

Ma Liang felt that it was the right thing to do, like a cavalry, with a larger artificial pot, and then let more people eat, and then take the people who eat to do more things, more pots, and more food. He only sticks to the original pot, and then tries to eat until he dies, and wants his own descendants to eat, are often people with no ability.

Since you are not capable, don't complain.

After everything was arranged, Ma Liang and others hid in the forest. He brought more than 20 soldiers to one side. Another confidant guard of the Ma family ambushed the other side with the rest of the soldiers. They tied the horses deep in the forest and placed bows, arrows, swords and guns in a handy position.

After the ambush, the forest became quiet again.

After a moment, a bird's song suddenly came from the outside of the forest.

The forest immediately became even quieter, like a black hole where even the sound would be swallowed.

The sound of horse hooves approaches, and the vehicle's wheel hubs press on the gravel road.

The group walked in a hurry.

Ma Liang grabbed the bow and took the arrow, controlling him without making any sound.

The sound of horse hooves is approaching.

Sichuan and Sichuan horses and Yunnan horses are not tall, so most of the Sichuan and Yunnan horses are left to the people for use. Although they are also used on the battlefield, there are better Xiliang horses, so Sichuan and Yunnan horses are of course not enough to see. But no matter what kind of horses it is, they will definitely fall if they are blocked.

When the first horse neighed and fell down and threw the rider on the horse's back out, Ma Liang also stood up from behind the bushes in the forest, shot out the arrow in his hand, and then quickly copied the second arrow, repeating the previous action again. In a blink of an eye, five arrows were shot out in a row, so his arm was a little overwhelmed, so he threw down the bow and picked up the knife.

The people who were lying on the other side also rushed out, and the arrows and slashing and slashing immediately broke the entire convoy into a mess. Screams were everywhere, and blood was flying everywhere.

Yang Song shrank himself into a ball as much as possible, lay on the edge of the vehicle's handrail, trembling.

Ma Liang carried the knife and walked forward slowly.

Fighting and screaming around him sounded from time to time.

The vehicle that looked like an empty person was trembling slightly.

Ma Liang couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, and knocked the outer board of the car with a battle knife, "Come out! Don't pretend to be dead!"

Yang Song continued to shrink his head under the shadow of the car board, without saying a word, and his whole body was trembling.

After waiting for a while, Ma Liang was a little impatient. He turned his head slightly and signaled that a soldier rushed into the car, pulled Yang Song out of the car like a pig, and threw it to the ground with a puff.

Yang Song also screamed as if he was about to be dragged onto the chopping board, which was quite appropriate.

"I'll give me money! I'll give me money!" Yang Song howled, his whole body filled with greasy aura, "Don't kill me! I'll give me money!"

『Haha…』 Ma Liang smiled and kicked Yang Song, 『Look at who this is? Can anyone die live? It’s amazing!』

After being kicked by Ma Liang, Yang Song basically had no feeling. He had too much fat, and this kind of blow was ineffective on him.

But this kick could be considered a kick to Yang Song's reason.

At first, Yang Song thought he had encountered a robbery, but when he heard Ma Liang's words, he opened his eyes and looked around. Suddenly he saw a familiar figure. A nameless fire suddenly rose up, jumping on the ground and trying to pounce on it, which made it difficult for the soldiers to hold him down. In addition, only one person could press Yang Song back to the ground.

"Traitor! You betray me!" Yang Song twisted on the ground and sweared, "The maid! She adopted her son! She won't die well!"

The figure that made Yang Song angry nodded and bowed at Ma Liang with a smile on his face, "Mr. Ma Xiaolangjun, I'm not wrong, this guy pretended to be dead..."

If you betray, or if you are the one who has made Yang Song's Lei Tong, you can't find any guilt or embarrassment on your face, but you will be as bright as a chrysanthemum. "Ma Xiaolangjun, this time, I'm just a little bit of merit?"

Lei Tong is actually a bit like a huha, a dog that can never be fed and cannot be fed, perhaps just for a bite, and he would waggle his tail and follow the passerby one day. Let Lei Tong stay at home, even if he doesn't tear the house, he can still play with the thief. He screams when he has nothing to do, accusing the owner of unfairness and not enough dog food...

So when Lei Tong acted like this, he was naturally targeted by Yang Song. He threw some bones casually. Suddenly, Lei Tong's tail was shaken, which made Yang Song feel excited. He felt that he had found a good dog, but he didn't know that Lei Tong's breed would be more close to his mother when he had meat. If he had no meat, he would be a hammer?

Yang Songzhi was very talented and thought he could control Lei Tong, and then let the dog go out to cause trouble. However, when he found Lei Tong, he was sold by Lei Tong without hesitation.

"For sure, of course." Ma Liang smiled and nodded.

Ma Liang and Lei Tong have a bad relationship, but Ma Liang is very smart. He understands that Lei Tong will definitely be rewarded at this time, so there is no need for him to have a stern face and have a conflict with Lei Tong.

"That's good...hehe, that's good..." Lei Tong rubbed his hands, without any embarrassment of the young man bowing his head.

For him, the dog food in front of him... Oh, the benefits that can be obtained are the most important, so he betrayed Yang Song without any turmoil in his heart. Anyway, the benefits given by Yang Song are obviously not as good as those of betraying Yang Song. So Lei Tong didn't even look at Yang Song for a longer time, and even felt that Yang Song was annoyed by the whispering, and intentionally or unintentionally raised a foot of sand and pounced on Yang Song's mouth and nose.

"Ph...cough...cough...cough..." Yang Song coughed continuously.

Ma Liang inspected the whole thing he should bring, and packed the letters and tokens he searched out, and then asked someone to tie up Yang Song and put them on the horse's butt, "I'll be sorry for the rest of Captain Laurei to clean up..."

Lei Tong smiled so hard that his face was full of wrinkles, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Ma Xiaolangjun walked slowly, walked slowly..."

When Ma Liang and his men walked back, Lei Tong let out a long breath, "The immortal Banban was almost killed by this turtle grandson... Come on, clean it up and take away all the valuables! Take off all the clothes for me! Don't kill the lame horses first, raise them first... over there! The arrows over there... dig up any pits, throw them into the forest...

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Is Cao's army not working hard enough?

Or is it that the ladder that Lao Cao climbed over the wall is not enough?

However, Cao's army was still stuck in Tongguan and could not make any progress.

Although for Guo Jia and Dong Zhao, they can understand better than ordinary people with only brains that a big battle is not a street fight, and Tongguan is not an ordinary pass, they still feel a little depressed every time they stare at Tongguan.

The relationship between Guo Jia and Dong Zhao is actually not very good.

Guo Jia looked down on Dong Zhao, and Dong Zhao looked down on Guo Jia even more.

One of them is a military advisor, and the other is a military advisor...

ha.

Although both of them are military advisors, they have their own division of labor, one is biased towards attack, and even responsible for part of the intelligence work of Lao Cao, and the other is biased towards logistics, responsible for military material dispatch and other matters. However, both of them are military advisors, and in many cases they can also talk about the matters under the jurisdiction of the other party.

In addition, the two parties have completely different backgrounds and positions, so they don’t like each other…

Of course, on the surface, they are all polite.

Being polite is actually a political compromise.

In fact, whether it is a military advisor or a military advisor, it is the product of Cao Cao's official position in the early stage when he was not qualified for his official position. There are also various central guards who are in line with this position.

These positions, which were originally not very famous in the Han Dynasty, built Cao Cao's most core political and personnel structure.

These are the products of compromise.

There are no big problems that can be compromised, but what cannot be compromised is often big problems.

It's like Tongguan in front of you and Guanzhong behind Tongguan.

"Gongren is so elegant today! It's rare to look for me to see the scenery... Haha, why not say bluntly, what's going on?"

Guo Jia was wearing a leather robe and shrank his head into the fur. If the ribbon on the belt had not indicated the identity of a Han official, he would have thought that Guo Jia was a Hu person.

Dong Zhao was wearing a man's official robe, wrapped in a cloak on his outside, and a Jinxian crown on his head. Even in the cold wind, he was meticulous.

Dong Zhao looked at Guo Jia, "The scenery here is unique... Please see if you are filial piety..."

Dong Zhao pointed at the river.

Because the upstream is frozen, the river flow in the Heluo area is now very small. In some places, you can even see the riverbed exposed naked, and then hardened into pieces under the blow of the cold wind, like a solid rock.
To be continued...