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But no one is answering these questions right now.Zhou Jirong thought about it for a while, and felt that Xiaobai had to agree if he didn't agree, and he had to take care of him when he went to Jiangling.

He was snubbed by Bai Tingyu halfway, but he still had to worry about him, thinking about it was aggrieved.If it was someone else's business, he would put his face aside and let it go, but the other party was Xiaobai, so he had to be more tolerant.

So after standing in the night wind for a while, he finally turned back angrily and depressedly.

Originally, at the feast, he took advantage of Old General Yuan's drunkenness and persuaded the other party to lend him some manpower with his eloquent tongue.Unexpectedly, General Yuan woke up after a night's sleep, and when he realized it, he excused it as a slip of the tongue and refused to honor what he promised him last night.

General Yuan has been tempered for half his life, not to mention his seasoned experience, and his face is not much thinner than Zhou Jirong's. , He is always a picture of heating without oil and salt, and with drooping eyelids, he always says: "If you want a soldier, you can take the order of today."

He is one of Zhou Jirong's few respected elders. Zhou Jirong returned his anger, but he couldn't use his tried-and-true magic weapon like he did to the rest of the idlers—'beat to death! 'Even scolding can't speak freely.

Zhou Jirong could only jump up and down angrily like a cat with fried hair, and said bitterly: "I am an imperial envoy! Do you understand the imperial envoy? Seeing me is like meeting my elder brother, do you understand? What's more, the imperial edict, Does that thing look like it can be eaten..."

General Yuan didn't care about the lack of expression in his words, he only raised his drooping eyelids slightly, and said the same sentence: "You are an imperial envoy, what about the imperial edict?"

Of course there was when the imperial decree came out of Beijing, but when he parted ways with Shi Weichen and the others, he was handed over to Lao Shi and brought to Jiangling to pull tiger skins to make a banner, and go to scrape off the oil and water of the local big families.

At this moment, General Yuan bit his teeth and asked for the imperial decree, but of course he couldn't get it out.

He stared at old man Yuan, his heart was burning with anger, he almost wanted to dip the old man in front of him with soy sauce and eat it raw.

Probably because of the heavy resentment in his eyes, General Yuan felt cold from the long hair on his back after being stared at by him for a while, so he coughed and raised his head, smiling kindly: "My lord, It’s not like I can’t give you all people, if you’re too bored and want to go hunting in the nearby woods, I can give you a team of people, you can go to Yan Huan and ask him to call…” General Yuan gestured with his hand After gesticulating, he finally said: "Ten people will give you. The old man promises that there will be no second words!"

Fortunately, he still spoke with a generous face, as if he was so generous, there were rare times when Zhou Jirong was so angry that he almost turned his head, and said to the person with such kindness with a livid face: "Bah! Fart! Get out!"

General Yuan laughed nonchalantly. After laughing, his expression changed, and he said, "My lord, what do you need so many people for?"

Zhou Jirong had already made up countless reasons to ask for someone, and at this moment he picked out one impatiently: "I have said it before, this Yuling is not peaceful, and bandits are rampant. I have met them personally. I don't care where I am." I want to borrow some manpower from you to fight against the bandits! I have a shortage of manpower, so I happened to arrest these villains and do hard labor! What else do you not understand? It is your responsibility here, right? I haven’t settled with you yet What! Now I have done everything for you, so you don’t have to thank me too much!”

Old General Yuan was unmoved, shook his head and said: "My lord, even if you have the good intentions to share the responsibility of suppressing the bandits for the old man, if there is a delay for a few days, you can transfer your own manpower here. The prince will not have any scruples about attracting criticism, but your subordinates have all come here quietly. What is your plan to use my Northwest Garrison? Although 300 troops are not many, if you don’t Speaking of implementation, this old man dare not give you any."

See him like a bastard eating a weight.Zhou Jirong lowered his head to ponder for a while, then raised his head again, his face calmed down, but with a bit of sternness on his face, he said in a suppressed voice: "The envoy of the Huns returned home and dared not go to Hanzhou. When I go back to Tong, I have made old acquaintances with them. Isn't it inconvenient for me to use my people... If I have a good plan, not only can I wipe them out, but I can also kill them all. Mianzhang is also involved, hehe, Lord Jingguo... Their family enjoys rich food, for so many years, when they see them take the initiative to fight a hard battle with the Xiongnu, it's fine if they shrink back and refuse to contribute, they are still there They keep making small moves, do you think I’m blind? They don’t want to fight, I’m going to divert the trouble, and when the Xiongnu come to Yantong, I’ll see how they end up!”

General Yuan was taken aback for a moment, although he was old, he was not confused. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that the Northwest camp had been standing still for so many years, and probably this little prince was also dissatisfied. The Northwest Barracks meant to be dragged into the water, but the Northwest Barracks had been silent for many years, but there were also concerns about not being able to move.

General Yuan was horrified, but he smiled wryly and said: "My lord, you are too reckless. It is also a temporary expedient to negotiate peace with the Xiongnu today. If you do this, if one is not good, it will be bad for the present. It was planned after some deliberation!"

"Bad fart!" Zhou Jirong said angrily, hating iron for nothing: "You also said it was an expedient measure. This is also an expedient measure for the Huns. The Huns live on the grassland and desert, and the conditions in that place are harsh. The wolf ambitions of the Central Plains have been coveted for generations. Once they recover, they must tear their skins and make a comeback. But look at how many people in the Central Plains have the intention of surviving. They are recuperating and preparing for war. In ten or twenty years, let's see who is strong and who is weak!"

General Yuan said: "...Although this is true, the Central Plains has experienced years of turmoil and almost exhausted many years of foundations. It has finally improved a bit today. The people really need to rest and recuperate. , I really can’t support it anymore. I also have a lot of concerns today, so I hope the little prince can be considerate.”

Zhou Jirong was silent for a moment, then snorted and said, "Of course I know. But my brother is my brother, and I am my brother!"

The implication is that there is a determined attempt to do anything wrong.

General Yuan wanted to persuade him again, Zhou Rong looked at him, but took a breather: "I understand what you mean, but I just want to plan it slowly, but if it drags on for a long time, it may not be beneficial to us... Hanzhou Some of the soldiers had their parents and relatives killed in the Huns' invasion, and now they have lived for ten years, and they defeated the Huns with the same hatred and repulsion. It is time for them to use their incomparable vigor. In a few years, they will marry their wives Having a son, starting a family and starting a business, with family business concerns, you can't harden your heart, and how easy it is to be able to ignore life and death like you are now?"

What he said was not unreasonable, even if it was unreasonable, he could find some fallacies to make it clear.General Yuan knew this, so he didn't agree with it, he just said: "Since the young prince has such thoughts, why don't you tell your majesty about it."

Zhou Jirong thought to himself, this is not talking about my brother. It is not that he does not know the details of Hanzhou, but he just knows that he is thinking about asking Laozi to marry a wife. Guarding the throat and guarding these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?It's simply called lard.

But he knew the difference between closeness and closeness, so he didn't complain about it in front of General Yuan's words.He just paused and said: "It's me, is it natural to kill people? If I don't kill the Huns, the Huns will kill me, and then kill the people in the Central Plains. I don't want to fight for a lifetime, so I will spend the first half of my life killing Only the Huns, spend the rest of my life to spend the rest of my life. Seventy is rare in ancient times. Even if I can live to be 70 years old, half of it will be 35 years. Is there enough time to drag on like this? I don’t want to be like you, who is so old and hairy, still leading the army, and still planning something slowly!”

He looked up at General Yuan, and said calmly: "General Yuan, you are so slow to come and go, can you guarantee that I can live a safe and happy life for the rest of my life?"

This child has never been pleasant to speak, but General Yuan looked at him with a young and beautiful face, but asked him endlessly if he would have a safe and happy second half of his life. Apart from being funny, it made people feel like saying no. Seeing the desolation that came out, he was stunned for a moment and did not speak.

Seeing the change in his expression, Zhou Jirong took the opportunity to say: "...So, why don't you allocate 300 people to Lao Tzu?"

General Yuan's head was about to twitch, and he suddenly came to his senses: "...nothing can be discussed without an imperial decree!"

Zhou Jirong: "...Fuck!"

He wasted a lot of talking and talking in vain, but he threw the curtain out angrily.Bai Ting ignored him when he met him, and walked towards the back camp with a sullen head.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Bai Tingyu hesitated for a moment before catching up and asked in a low voice: "Young Lord, where are you going?"

Zhou Jirong snorted angrily without raising his head: "Didn't I just ask him for some help? That old Yuan Chou was so annoying that he knew that he was muttering about the imperial decree, like an old hen in a nest." Unfavorable! When I was three years old, my elder brother taught me how to read with a pen. Later, I also learned to draw red according to his handwriting. Is it difficult to imitate handwriting? Doesn’t he want an imperial edict? Write him a copy, I will first go to the kitchen to find a radish or cabbage clapper to carve a chapter..."