"The martial arts of a poor family are at most a tyrannical style and cunning self-preservation." Zhang Xingyi said. "As for these high-ranking disciples, it's not that they have no ability, nor do they hate the Wei Dynasty, but their belief in rebellion and doing things is not stable.

, and he is arrogant and has always looked down on us poor families... When the time comes, his knees may weaken and he may surrender to the enemy at any time... Just like you, Li Silang, who has reached this point and still blames me for not going to Wu'an to be the prefect, and still wants to go back to the east.

It all depends on the future!”

"You just still hold grudges about this!" Li Ding was angry for a moment. "Then what if your Miss Bai goes back directly?"

"She promised me that she would come back to me." Zhang Xing answered calmly. "She has her own things to do."

"Is it this far?" Li Ding was startled, and then immediately came back to his senses. "In that case, why aren't you allowed to go to Dongdu to gain some strength and wait and see?"

"Just you?" Zhang Xing spoke from the bottom of his heart and almost sneered.

"I..." Li Ding hesitated, and finally asked bluntly. "Then tell me, who do you like?"

"When I came here before, there was a civil servant at the first pass in the west. Later I asked Xiao Zhou to find out. His surname was Cheng, but he had nothing to do with Cheng Dalang, and he was not a local... What was his name?

With?"

"Cheng's name." Li Ding sighed quietly. "A humble official... just because you bumped into him, do you want to promote him?"

"Isn't it possible?" Zhang Xing asked proudly in the audience. "As soon as I saw this person, I, Zhang Sanlang, felt that he had the qualifications to be a general or a prime minister. What's wrong with promoting him? I can't promote him?! Or who is going to say that I have no vision?"

Li Ding still wants to talk.

Zhang Xing finally became impatient: "Li Silang, if you stay, how can you have so many things? Of course you will be my master of the Eastern Territory, and I can rest assured. But now that you want to go to the Eastern Capital, here

Shouldn’t I be the main one when it comes to matters?! You are just a lamp that doesn’t save oil, and I, Zhang Xing, am a candle that lights in vain?!"

Li Ding finally stopped refuting. After being silent for half a day, he finally nodded: "You're right, you're right...I am...I don't know what's going on..."

"You are about to leave, but you are worried that you don't have a clue, so you want to keep the buttons. You are utilitarian, but you don't dare to gamble, and you are unwilling to admit it." Zhang Xing sneered, but he felt comfortable. "

But to be honest, I can’t really trust the children of the Fang family in Qinghe. Even if you are here and I let you go, I will tell you to be careful... As I said, who makes me a low-born person?

Woolen cloth?"

Li Ding could only nod perfunctorily.

In this way, that night, a meeting participant tried to cross the river to make a report in Putai County. He was stopped by Zhou Xingfan, who was well prepared, and easily killed the protester. For this reason, Ping'en County Xiao, Weijun, who was living in Putai camp because of escorting grain and grass,

Li Cheng was named Li Ding and was promoted to Li Ding's deputy by the front line. He participated in the management of the Putai Camp and participated in the military meeting the next day.

As for the fact that when Zhang Sanlang recommended this person to Li Silang, not only did he say in the Po Tai camp that this person had the qualities to become a general or a prime minister, it also spread like a joke throughout the entire camp's senior management.

And on the afternoon of that day, Cheng Dalang also left the Putai Camp, and then the twenty or thirty cavalry who secretly met in Pingyuan County went straight to Qinghe County further west.

Over there, Qinghe tycoon Zhang Jinsheng has swept through seven or eight counties and gathered 40,000 to 50,000 young people. Even Qinghe's Fang family and Cui family took the initiative to escape from the country manor and enter the country because of his wanton robbery and massacre.

The county and city were hiding... For a time, half of Qinghe seemed to belong to Zhang Dahao.

It was at this time that Zhang Dahao fell into a food crisis.

This is of course. Starting from the late Wei Dynasty, it was customary to hide grain and silk in warehouses around the capital. In times of disaster, they would directly send troops to surround the situation. How could the people in the core hometown of Eastern Qi have so much surplus grain?

What's more, the autumn crops are not yet mature.

Even Zhang Dahao's initial robbery and massacre seemed to be unreasonable. If he didn't rob, where would the money and food come from? If he didn't massacre, who would support these people?

Zhang Dahao is not a government official.

Besides, if the government doesn’t support it, why should he support it?

"Hit Liyang?"

Zhang Jinsheng, who was tall and about forty years old, sat in the lobby of Gaotang County with great dignity and expressed his disdain for the scribe who had just come to seek refuge. "You want to harm me, right? Of course I know that Li Yang has

Money has food, Liyangcang, Hebei's money and food are all there, but that place is in Jijun, which is only separated from Dongdu by Xingyang County... The great master was so angry that he threw Dongdu and killed me. What should I do? What should Wei Jun do?

What should I do if the elite garrison troops from Yedu rush out from behind? And if I want to go over, is it that simple? What does Wuyang County say?"

"Yes...it was my lack of consideration." The scribe quickly admitted his mistake.

"You know you're wrong?" Zhang Jinscale asked coldly.

"I understand." The scribe nodded and bowed again and again.

"Cut it down." Zhang Jinheng casually looked at a warrior beside him, then raised his hand and pointed down at the scribe. "Since you are the lord of half a county, you must have clear rewards and punishments!"

Before the scribe could react, several armored warriors swarmed down, and several of them were practitioners. The leader among them was a master of the Qi Sutra who showed his true energy. He easily captured this man in the hall, using random swords.

After chopping it up...then he dragged the body down into pieces and brought people up to wash the floor.

"This guy has bad intentions and just wants to take my life, but there's nothing we can do about it. There are fewer and fewer good people these days..." In the bloody atmosphere, Zhang Jinscale sighed, pinched his beard and sighed, realizing again.

What? He just waved his hand to his subordinates. "But don't worry, you are all brothers. If you are a brother, I, Zhang Jinscale, will listen... Can you guys tell me, where should we go to get food?"

Sitting below were twenty or thirty heroes, of different origins from the north and the south. They all squeezed out a smile after hearing this, but no one dared to take the initiative to stand out.

"You have to speak!" Zhang Jinheng became impatient when he saw this, and directly ordered someone. "Guo Jingke, Xiao Guo! Although we are old friends, you just joined the team, and everyone who has just joined the team has to make a recommendation...

Tell me, where should we go to get food?"

Guo Jingke had already thought that Zhang Longtou, the Third Master Zhang who wanted to be his internal correspondent, had scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations. At this time, he could only stand up and be careful:

"Leader Zhang Da, if you want food, besides Li Yang, there are also those in the farmhouses of Xu Dalang and Shan Dalang's group on the other side of the river..."

Zhang Jinsheng frowned when he heard this.

"But crossing the river is a bit troublesome, and Xu Dalang and Shan Dalang are not easy to get along with." Seeing this, Guo Jingke quickly shook his head and denied his opinion. "In this case, across the plains in the lower reaches of the river, it is said that the same is true in Putai, Bohai Sea.

There are some people who are collecting grain, and they put them there during the Three Expeditions... It is said that there are also weapons and armor... Maybe you can get them!"

"The Bohai Sea is the territory of Gao Shitong and Sun Xunzhi..." Someone carefully interrupted.

"So it's too late, maybe these two will take it away." Guo Jingke was so confused that he could only think of one sentence after another.

"This is a problem." Zhang Jinheng said irritably as he patted the chopping board. "Why don't these two go get these grains? Do you have any explanation?"

"All I can think of..." Guo Jingke tried his best to reply, but he couldn't remember those words.

"It's Cheng Dalang, it's Wang Hou, the wise man of the world!" Zhang Jinheng suddenly started to protest against the case. "Putai is next to the river, and the county seat is in Henan. It should be Cheng Dalang who is wavering, and the other three families are afraid of each other... The three families have to contact each other.

What a bite to eat this piece of meat! They are restraining each other!"

"The big leader is wise." What else could Guo Jingke say.

"If that's the case, it's not impossible for me to take advantage of the constraints of the three families and just lead the men to raid and carry the food back." Zhang Jinscale walked around behind the case. "But who is the guard?

Do you have some skills? This battle cannot be delayed."

"There is no guard. He is a messenger from the capital. It is said that he is a famous family in Guanxi... but he is not a general, just like the Fang family... The origin of the Li family in Longxi... was originally in charge of road construction, and later in charge of river transportation." Guo Jingke saw.

When things got back on track, I finally suppressed my uneasiness and said those words. "Big boss, think about it, if he can fight, how can he build roads?!"

Zhang Jinscale finally took action again, then looked at the warrior leader beside him, whose smell of blood was still lingering, and pointed his finger at Guo Jingke below: "Xiao Guo said well, let's go and beat the podium! Take the gold that was captured last time.

Share some of the silver with him! Since we are the lord of half the county, we must clearly distinguish rewards and punishments!"

In early autumn, Guo Jingke, who received the reward, was actually frightened on the spot, and then he couldn't help but scolded someone in his heart... What is this?

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