Gold escape plan

The next morning, the two continued to go to the tavern to prepare their lunch.Huo Qin didn't come back until midnight last night, Ma Xiaorui wanted him to sleep a little longer, but when he packed up his things and was about to go out, when he turned around, Huo Qin was standing behind him, ready for a long time...

Ma Xiaorui: "..."

After the bustling noon, he found that yesterday's conscription booth had changed from two warriors to three.

Those three people looked nervous. Every time they saw a passer-by who was a man in his early twenties, he would pay more attention. If someone stopped and looked curiously, they would grab that person and start talking about joining the army. the benefits of.

Tikal does not rely on force, nor is it a military power.Most of the people live and work in peace and contentment, a bit like Athens in ancient Greece, and Karamoke is Sparta.

When it comes to the benefits of joining the army, honor is on the one hand, and secondly, there are military pay and supplies that can feed a family every month.

"It seems that the situation is quite serious..." Ma Xiaorui murmured.

"It's not too serious." Huo Qin replied while cleaning the table in the back: "It hasn't reached the point of fighting yet, it's just a precautionary measure. And conscription can also serve as a deterrent to some extent... "

"By the way," Huo Qin yawned, and added: "Actually, I was only sure of one thing last night: it was indeed Kalamock."

Ma Xiaorui turned his head and looked at him, as if he was joking.

"However, we probably won't be able to fight for a while." Huo Qin said, "After all, Xu Er has just taken power in Karamoke, and every fool knows that stability is needed at this time."

"Well, Xu Er is very smart," Ma Xiaorui said, "Wars cost people money and waste money. Any new ruler would not launch a war at such a time, would he?"

Huo Qin yawned again: "Well, this is the result I got after discussing with King Aheka and the high priest all night."

Ma Xiaorui: "..."

are you kidding me?

Come on, you are also from modern times, you can also tell from the history? ……discuss?What are you discussing?Discussed all the rulers in history?

"No," Huo Qin spread his hands: "I spent half the night getting them to accept this theory... I was lazy when designing the game and didn't add historical knowledge to them..."

Ma Xiaorui (holding hands): ...Oh, it deserves it...

"But having said that, King Aheka is still worried." Huo Qin said: "So I also gave up... I simply suggested that he increase the intensity of conscription."

So I was able to go home.Otherwise I'm going to stay there until the sun comes up...

"What's the reason?" Ma Xiaorui asked, "What's the reason why Karamokh wants to start a war?"

It shouldn't be some rotten reason like "I have a soldier who went to your city-state, but we asked to search you but refused to let him go. You must have detained him, so we have to send troops to rescue him"... …

He remembered that Japan used this reason to attack... At that time, he complained to the history books for a long time...

"Dos Pilas." Huo Qin said.

The dispute between Tikal and Karamok has a long history, and it has always been because of this commercial artery - Dos Pilas.

Many years ago, the territories of the two city-states were not so large.In order to promote the commercial prosperity of his own city-state, the lord of Tikal built a small town in the gap between the two city-states, named it Daus Pilas, and appointed his own brother as the mayor of the town.

Due to its unique geographical location, the town quickly developed and became a city-state, becoming an important commercial route between Tikal and Karamok, from which Tikal gained supreme benefits.

Yet its prosperity gave Karamok something to think about.

It took them more than ten years to separate. After there was a huge rift between Dos Pilas and Tikal, the Lord of Karamok stepped forward and successfully conquered the then Lord of Dos Pilas, Kavi.

"Oh, this point is not clearly written in the history books," Huo Qin raised his eyebrows: "Especially the word 'conquer', which is intriguing. So I made my own claim and set it as... um..."

Ma Xiaorui: "..."

Do you think they are all animals that think with their lower body?

But... Apart from the rift, it is really puzzling that Kavi gave up the prosperous and prosperous life in Tikal and followed Karamok.

Maybe the rift between them was really big enough, and Karamoke stepped in, playing the role of a "good wolf" in sheep's clothing.

After Karamoke snatched Daus Pilas, Tikal sent troops to attack, but was finally defeated due to invincibility. At that time, the lord of the city was killed by Kawi, along with several princes.

In the decades that followed, Tikal languished, ruled by Karamok.Until later, the young King Aheka became the lord of the city, leading the people to get rid of the control of Karamok with iron and blood, and regained Daus Pilas 10 years later.

However, King Aheka is old now, not as powerful as when he was young and middle-aged.So this time, they can't wait to conscript.To a certain extent, preventing problems before they happen is also reassuring yourself.

"However," Huo Qin said: "Once the two city-states are at war, or the smell of gunpowder is as strong as it is now, our previous thoughts and plans may have to change."

"No need," Ma Xiaorui said, "Agriculture is the foundation of everything. Why fight if you can't eat? So there is no contradiction between the two."

"However..." He thought for a while: "Maybe we should speed up the progress."

Huo Qin looked at him and nodded, and asked, "How is your military?"

Ma Xiaorui: "..."

Brother, I studied agriculture, not military. Although there is a TV channel that puts the two together, it is not the same... The only time I grew up with a real gun was during military training, and none of the five bullets were fired. hit the target...

"Oh! What are you doing?" He was patted on the head by Huo Qin.

"I'm talking about strategy and art of war..." Huo Qin said.

"Oh," Ma Xiaorui rubbed his head: "I really don't remember Sun Tzu's Art of War and 36 Strategies, but I can still beat you in chess..."

Huo Qin supported his forehead, expressing that he didn't fully believe what he said.

Ma Xiaorui squeezed her eyes and leaned against him.

He has indeed read Art of War and 36 Strategies, but he doesn't remember anything except a few sentences.But he wasn't worried.Those things can only be photographed if you are familiar with them, and your thinking will be restricted.

"I've also studied Zhuge Liang's Bagua Formation and Qimen Dunjia," he said sullenly, and continued to be serious: "Do you think we need this?"

……

A few days later, Tikal is still all right except for the conscription.The civilians don't seem to mind this, they still talk and laugh every day, doing what they should do.

A few even persuaded their children to join the military.After all, they are also proud of "bravery" and "strength".

During this period, Huo Qin went to King Aheka's palace again, nominally to discuss with the city lord how to resist the enemy, but in essence to find the way for Ma Xiaorui.

He will come out again, as a wise man, to pave the way of priesthood for his treasure.

And the tense situation with Karamok this time has really helped him a lot!

Ma Xiaorui and Huo Qin completed the patterns of the Empress Dowager on the paper, bought a few barrels of paint from a paint worker, and spent an afternoon plus a night to paint the prototype of the pattern on the snow-white wall. The pattern on one corner of the wall has been painted, and the effect looks like hairy crabs in September and October, which is perfect.

As they expected, the next day, Duoji brought his wife and children over again.

Ma Xiaorui bowed to them and said in Japanese: "Welcome!"

Doji was taken aback in fright.

Dom, the villain, followed his example and replied.

The mother gently touched her son's head, and then saw the patterns on the wall sharply, her eyes widened suddenly, and then she came back to her senses in the voice of Dom yelling "pain, pain, pain" and let go of him with hair.

After that, Dorje's cry was more than ten times louder than Dom's.

It was afternoon, and there were not many people in Chengxuan Tavern. The chopsticks in the hands of the customers fell into the plates, making a crisp sound.

Ma Xiaorui and Huo Qin looked helplessly at the family.Duoji covered his cheeks with both hands, quickly ran to the bottom of the wall, and excitedly wanted to climb up, wanting to get one step closer to the "perfect artwork"...

Mom also yelled and ran over, hugging her husband.They didn't kiss because of the children.

Ma Xiaorui held his chest and let out a sigh of relief, thank God...

Turning his head to look at Dom, this baby seems to be used to this kind of behavior from his parents, but his eyes staring at the pattern are motionless, "so beautiful" is written all over his face, and his hands are scratching on the cash register.

After a while, Dom finally came to his senses, looked at the parents who were hugging each other as if they were about to cry, and the petrified customer next to him, and began to clear his throat violently.

"Oh oh oh," Duoji and his mother finally came back to life, wiped their faces in unison, and greeted Duoji to go over, and the three began to pick up vegetables.

Ma Xiaorui took a bite of the corn cob in his hand.After the petrochemical customers saw it, they silently picked up their chopsticks and finished the meal in two bites.

Just after the last customer stepped over the threshold, Duoji rushed to the cashier with the plate in his hand like the wind.

"That, that, that!" He pointed to the pattern painted on the wall incoherently.

"We drew it." Ma Xiaorui spread his hands, "It's just to make the store look better." He threw the gnawed corn into the trash can.

Dorje's eyes sparkled, and he grabbed their hands, pleading: "It's so beautiful! Can you sell them to me? Give me the right to decorate them on my work?"

The great artist did not expect that the two of them pulled out their hands at the same time.

Dorji was about to cry: "Any amount will do!"

Huo Qin waved his hand: "It's not about money."

Duoji began to be soft and stubborn, but her mother insisted on standing by her husband.Seeing this, Dom, who was eating far away, sighed, and followed his parents to hug his thigh.

The author has something to say: Reiterate, the author YY can’t stop, don’t take it as a positive view... Tikal is not Athens, and Karamokh is not Sparta...