For the emperor

When the only son of General Zhenbei was sweating profusely and rushed in, Cang Tiansu was holding a stack of yellowed papers, and put a corner close to the dancing candle, igniting it and destroying it.

Duan Yu, who had just finished practicing swords in the martial arts field, pulled his messy hair.He had already been presided over by Duan De a year ago, completed the coming-of-age ceremony, formally led three thousand soldiers from his father, and entered the power center of the Northwest Army.

Contrary to many people's expectations, Duan Yu, who is unwilling to use his brain on many things, played an extremely beautiful Suspected Soldier in his first battle with Qi Guo six months ago, annihilating more than 5000 enemy soldiers in one fell swoop.

It was also through this victory that Duan De began the real transfer of power from father to son. With the acquiescence of all the soldiers, he focused on cultivating his only son's ability to lead the army.

What made Duan Yu very depressed was that, for more than half a year, Duan De taught him a lot of military force distribution and on-the-spot troop mobilization skills in response to emergencies, but he no longer arranged actual battles for him.

His soldiers practice two hours more than ordinary soldiers every day, but the number of times they are assigned to participate in actual combat is less than one-third of ordinary soldiers.

Whenever Duan De faced his son's challenge in the meeting of the generals, he simply turned his head away as if he couldn't see it.No matter how anxious Duan Yu got angry with him or begged him earnestly in private, the general gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

In the end, it was Duan De's military adviser, the Confucian general Li Renqiang, under the repeated questioning of the major general, got impatient with the questioning, so he made indirect remarks and told him that the last time the general Zhenbei was frightened by the fact that he took the eldest prince to the battlefield privately Not lightly, in a short period of time, he will not even think about leading troops into battle again.

Duan Yu felt extremely wronged after hearing this.

The result of his father's initial investigation was that there were only 2000 enemy troops, so he safely let his 500 soldiers go into battle to practice.Unexpectedly, it happened that Qi Guoyong's Xing army arrived in Yuanli City. The [-] troops were reduced to zero, and the number of people fighting him more than doubled from [-]. When the two sides lined up, they had already become six Thousands of [-] people.

If the daughter-in-law-to-be hadn't received the news, she hurriedly disguised herself as an ordinary soldier and sneaked to the front line with a supply unit, and she would probably have to confess that she was there.

As a general, you don’t first reflect on the great danger your own mistakes have brought to your son and subordinates, and you still blame others for running to save your son regardless of the danger. Is there anyone like you?

Cang Tiansu listened to his complaint, but did not respond with his chin propped up.It will take about two months before a large number of disaster victims will flow into Yuanli City, and to implement the plan I just made with the general, it is almost impossible to lead a group of hundreds of soldiers to the battle without more than [-] generals. Will see the effect.

There are less than [-] soldiers that Duan De can use smoothly on weekdays. At that time, Duan Yu will definitely go into battle.If I guessed correctly, in the past two months, there must have been a large-scale transfer of personnel in the barracks.

Duan De, who has watched his sergeants coldly for several years, will definitely carry out a thorough cleansing on the eve of the war, and kick out all those who are ambitious, unreliable, and untrustworthy from the army.

What a pity.Cang Tiansu smiled and handed Duan Yu a snow-white handkerchief.If I want to sneak out this time, I'm afraid it won't be as easy as last time.

He lowered his head, took out a stack of paper with intricate patterns from his sleeve, picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Zhao Liu, folded it and sealed it in a pocket bamboo tube.

Seeing this, Duan Yu didn't care to drink water to quench his thirst, hurried outside, took out the pigeon whistle, blew it vigorously for a while, and gently put the flying pigeon into Cang Tiansu's hand like offering a treasure.

The carrier pigeon raised its wings and flew with the wind. When the wings were flapping, three or four pieces of pure white feathers slowly fell in the air, and landed in a zigzag shape.

Cang Tiansu looked up to see it fly away, and said in a soft voice, "How many times have I contacted Zhao Liu this month?"

"Let's think about it," Duan Yu wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and replied with a shrug, "It's probably the seventh time...or the eighth time..."

Cang Tiansu heard the words, bent down to pick up the feathers on the ground, raised his eyebrows and gave him a faint smile.

More than 80 days later, a major incident occurred in Yuanli City, where Qi Guo garrisoned troops.

First, a hidden and important food transportation line of the army was discovered by refugees. The refugees who had driven for several days on empty stomachs rushed forward and looted wantonly, ending with the casualties of nearly a thousand civilians and hundreds of food transportation soldiers.

Then, more than [-] teams of sergeants dressed in Qi soldiers' uniforms held knives and guns. The captain claimed to have the warrant of Liang Weiji, the town general of this place, and came to the place where the grain cart was robbed. A brutal massacre was carried out.Seven or eight of the victims who had stopped temporarily nearby died, causing heavy casualties.

Originally, the robbery of the grain cart was enough to give General Qi a headache, but who knew that suddenly there was another incident of the army massacring the people.The supervising army from the capital came to the table together and reported the two things to the superiors. If there were no powerful people in the court who spoke for him, the emperor would have ordered the removal of his head to avenge the anger of the people.

Liang Weiji was about to go crazy.A large amount of food and grass has been looted, and the current food reserves in the army and several other beam transportation lines alone may not be enough to sustain the upcoming war.

After receiving the news, he was indeed furious because of this matter, and he did have murderous intentions towards those unscrupulous people who dared to rob the grain truck.

But Liang Weiji is very clear that this is simply meat buns beating dogs and never returning. It is impossible to recover the food, let alone the so-called refugees who ran away carrying rice bags in groups of a few after the robbing has disappeared among the crowd. If there is no trace, even ordering to find the culprit will not have any results.

Under natural disasters, the country failed to come up with appropriate regulations to share the burden for the people. Instead, it deducted disaster relief money and food layer by layer, forcing millions of people to abandon their homes and wander, which has already made many people dissatisfied.If he kills innocent people indiscriminately at this time, he is simply driving everyone on the road of conspiracy.

The only solution at present is to swallow this matter abruptly, know the pain, and seize the time to apply to the court for another batch of grain and grass.

The so-called massacre order was not issued by Liang Weiji at all.But no one believes that the equipment of the person who claims to be his personal soldier is no different from his real personal soldier from head to toe. The uniforms of the regular army, especially the uniform of the personal soldier, are all specially made, and there are meticulous requirements on many details. It's hard to imitate so much.Moreover, even if the enemy soldiers planted the blame, it is impossible for such a large number of people to cross the heavily guarded border during the war and enter the enemy's country quietly.

In a hurry, he dispatched his men to investigate the matter. As a result, more than [-] people had just left the barracks, and they were all injured by the angry crowd with rocks. If they hadn't retreated quickly, they would probably have died.

Liang Weiji had no choice but to send additional manpower, 100 people fully armed, to do this errand that should have been done secretly with great fanfare.Unexpectedly, it was even worse this time. The refugees who had learned a lesson last time were pressed down by a few temporary leaders. They waited for hundreds of people to walk a few miles before encircling them, cutting off their retreat.

The red-eyed people saw that the clothes of this group of people were exactly the same as the group of wolves who killed them-could it be that the general who had no conscience sent them to avenge the twenty or so soldiers last time? ——Suddenly, everyone was furious, stones, clods, sticks and hammers were all thrown up.

A hundred panicked soldiers faced thousands of angry victims, and the fate was obvious.

Liang Weiji was so angry that he dropped his cup.The case could not be investigated, so he had to order someone to notify the generals, wanting to clarify the matter with his own people first.As a result, when it was time for the usual meeting, only myself and my most trusted adjutant sat in the empty military tent, staring at each other.

In the winter, Liang Weiji, who was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, hurriedly came to each door to tell his innocence, pointing out the sky and casting poisonous curses to show his innocence.

It was hard for a small number of generals to believe in him, and most of them were half-believed, and he was in the mood to close his eyes and take a nap after he hadn't closed his eyes for several days.

Before the stool was hot, a soldier rushed to report that his most trusted adjutant, the only general who came to the meeting yesterday, was attacked and killed in his tent. The murderer was burying the body outside the barracks. Spotted by patrolling minions.

Seeing that the incident was exposed, several people wearing Liang Weiji's personal clothes bit their tongues and committed suicide on the spot without saying a word.

Feeling that something was wrong, the general rushed to the adjutant's tent, and saw the generals standing inside looking at him strangely, and a deputy general who had never been at odds with him even bluntly said that he was killing people to silence his words, so shameless .

Liang Weiji was furious, and finally at the unanimous request of all the generals, he sent his own soldiers to search the adjutant's account carefully under the supervision of everyone, and it was clear that nothing was found.

In the end, the deputy general was still not satisfied, and asked some ordinary soldiers to search the body of the general, so as to truly prove that he had a clear conscience.

Liang Weiji was furious to be questioned like this in his own army, but he also knew that it would be difficult to convince them otherwise, so he nodded in agreement.

The deputy general casually pointed to an ordinary soldier standing outside watching, motioning him to come forward.The recruit looked at the general's expression, and then at the generals in embarrassment, so he went forward to search him tremblingly.

When he touched Liang Weiji's belt, he trembled even more, and frightenedly took out an unsealed letter from it.

The above is General Liang's detailed instructions on how to choose trustworthy personnel, how to allocate soldiers, and how to teach those unscrupulous people a lesson.

The words, after checking, were indeed written by the general himself, and at the end of the day, there was also a private seal that the general never left.

In the end, with a pale face under the complicated eyes, the recruit took out the private seal from Liang Weiji's armor.

Several generals passed on to look at the private seal.The red marks on the inkpad have dried up, and it is clear that it has not been used in the past few days. It seems that the last time it was used should be five or six days ago—it happened to be the time when the soldiers slaughtered the people.

After all this was done, the recruit, who had never seen such a battle, finally couldn't bear it anymore. His calf gave way and he fell to the ground. The urine flowed down the road, and he was so frightened that he lost control of himself.

The deputy general looked at Liang Weiji, who had livid lips, and then glanced at the recruit with disgust. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding soldiers rushed up to several people, half-lifted and half-lifted, and led the recruit away from the crowd.

The young recruit was put on the ground by several brothers. Looking at his wet pants, he opened his mouth and cried without saying a word.

The few soldiers who sent him here were startled, and one of them stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, be more ambitious, isn't it just that you were stared at by the general a few times, so you're so scared?"

"Hey, what kind of general is he? Do you think what he did was done by a human?!" Another soldier spat heavily and cursed viciously.

The recruit wiped his face with the back of his hand, but the tears still fell, and he choked up, "I didn't stare at me because of him... My hometown was also hit by a disaster, and the military camp has no news from the outside, so I don't know that I died in vain." Are there any fathers and folks among the people here... The disaster is so severe this time, my mother and father don't know what's going on..." Before he finished speaking, he broke down in tears.

For a while, several people were a little bit embarrassed.

The weather is like frost, and the world is impermanent. Who can guarantee that the land they live in will never be plagued by drought or flood?Even if they didn't suffer this time, they never know when, if it's their turn to suffer disaster in their own hometown, and they encounter a relative like General Liang who has come all the way to seek refuge, they might not be able to see them as life-saving straws. Soldiers are dying...

"Okay, little brother, you should be quiet for a while, we have to rush to see how to deal with this matter." This matter has become like this, and there must be an explanation in the end.

While wiping his tears, the recruit gently raised the back of his hand, looked around from the corner of his eye, saw that no one was there, then got up from the ground, rolled into the pile of straw beside him, and took out a set of clean clothes from the inside. Tier [-] officer uniform and a token.

Well, we must destroy the only evidence as soon as possible before Qi Guoren recovers, and get out as soon as possible.

He quickly changed his clothes, wiped away the tears and snot on his face, walked to the deputy general's camp in a swaggering manner, and proudly showed the token in his hand to the guards guarding him.

The soldier who came to get something on the pretext pulled out the burning incense from the censer and crushed it, then carefully poured out the top layer of incense ash in the censer, stuffed it in his mouth and swallowed it.

If Xing Qingxiang didn't meet the burning knives that frontier soldiers often drink, it can only be a kind of herbal medicine with a bland smell and calming effect.But once the two meet, it will become a veritable soul-severing incense. After a month, when the poison that has been dormant for a long time breaks out, it will send you to heaven.

General Liang, who had been on his head for more than ten years, was finally eliminated. I think the alcoholic deputy general will be in a happy mood tonight. , to celebrate.

Don't blame me, I don't want to do the bad thing of demolishing bridges.But who made that Cang think that your strategy ability is not much worse than that of General Liang?

But you deserve what you deserve. In order to get in the position, you actually accepted the strategy of your deadly enemy and helped the other party to frame your own general. Not to mention treason, anyway, you have committed the crime of collaborating with the enemy.

He walked out of the tent, went back to the haystack where he had changed his clothes, changed back into dirty clothes that smelled of urine, and burned the new one to black ashes.As soon as the wind from the border town blows, the pile of ashes on the ground is blown away by the wind.

Less than half a stick of incense is already clean, leaving no trace.

The recruit proudly rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingertips, inhaling the snot that flowed from his body in the wind.

Sixth Master has always taken care of the head and the tail when doing things, so how can you remind me of all kinds of details and precautions by sending me nine letters a month?

Ahhhhhhh!