Summon players, rebuild Dawei

The sun was setting and the twilight was heavy, and the house was dim and gloomy.

The gray-bearded old man sat motionless on the couch, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, like a sculpture.

Seeing that it was about to fall into the night, the serving servants hurriedly lit candles on both sides of the bed.

The younger maid watched the old man's expression from the flickering firelight, saw that his eyelids were drooping, as if he had fallen asleep, and couldn't help but communicate with the older maid next to him: "Shan Yu spends more and more time awake. not enough……"

"Yes."

"It was clear that it was fine half a year ago, why has it suddenly become like this in the past few months..."

"Hush, keep your voice down." The older maid gave her a warning look.

The young maid shrank her neck, quickly closed her mouth, and turned her head to look at the old man, only to see that he turned his head sideways at some point, and was staring at them blankly with cloudy eyes.

The two maidservants were startled by this gaze, and quickly knelt down on the ground in fear: "I know my mistake, please forgive me."

As the voice fell, the whole room fell into a deathly silence.

After waiting for a long time, but no sound was heard, the older maid raised her head tentatively.

I saw that under the dim and flickering candlelight, the old man's eyes were dull, and his lips were slightly touching and wriggling, as if muttering something.

The older maid walked over on her knees and boldly asked, "Shan Yu, what are your orders?"

"recall……"

"King Zuo Xian..."

In the silence, a weak and indistinct voice reached the maidservant's ears.

She couldn't help opening her eyes wide. At this moment, Hu Yanyou suddenly lowered her head, staring at her seriously with a pair of aging eyes, slowly repeating each word: "Recall... Zuo Xianwang..."

This time, even the young maidservant heard his words clearly.

The two maidservants looked at each other, and the elder maidservant got up immediately and said, "My maidservant, I'm going to ask Zhuanquyan for instructions."

·

"Recall Zuo Xianwang?" Zhuan Quyan smiled softly, with a hint of indifference in his tone of helplessness: "Shan Yu is really confused, isn't Zuo Xianwang going out to fight, and he ordered Zuo Xianwang and Da Dang The one who captured Yongzhou together, how could he suddenly recall the general before Yongzhou was taken? Don’t pay any attention to him.”

The maidservant was sweating on her forehead, she whispered, "Master Yan, Shan Yu seems to be awake."

"Awake? I don't think so," Zhuan Quyan raised his eyebrows, looked at her solemnly and said, "Shanyu is old, and he couldn't sleep for a long time, but now he can fall asleep, but the time to sleep is getting more and more. The more time passed, the whole day was in a daze, unable to distinguish whether it was a dream or waking up, he said that he wanted to recall Zuo Xianwang, most likely he was talking in his sleep."

Hearing this, the servant girl seemed to have spied a big secret that she shouldn't know, her face turned pale in an instant, her body lying on the ground was lowered, and she kept silent like a cicada.

Zhuan Quyan glanced at her, and said in a disappointed voice, "Go on, if Shan Yu talks in his dreams again, don't take it to heart."

The maid hurriedly responded, and then walked out of the door tremblingly.

Seeing the door of the house being gently closed, Zhuan Qu'an's solemn eyelids revealed a gloomy look, and he turned his head to tell the waiter beside him: "Anyone who has been to Shanyu's room today, kill them all, and pick a few more." Send it to a well-behaved and obedient one, and serve the Great Chanyu well."

"promise."

"Also, send someone to notify the big accountant that the person we arranged can do it."

"As ordered."

·

Yongzhou, Shannan County, Deng County Government Office.

"According to the report from the scouts, the Lingzhou begging army has suspended its march to the north, and about 4 people are stationed in the suburbs of Li County." Lu Xian reported the news, and immediately frowned deeply, asking, "These refugee troops are here. What exactly do you want to do?"

"Offended the Southwest King, Lingzhou can't wait, most likely he wants to come to Yongzhou to occupy the territory." Hua Xin replied quietly, drinking tea, thinking for a moment, so he cast his eyes on Xun Ling: "If that hero intends to attack Nanzhe, I will Waiting or looking for their cooperation.”

"Will this... be inappropriate?" Liu Ye, the county magistrate, thought about it, "After all, they are rebels from the imperial court."

"Rebels?" Xun Ling shook his head, "It's just a group of desperate people."

"Even if it is an army of refugees who can gather [-] people and attack all the way from Luoyu to Ponao, Duan Yingxiong must not be underestimated." Hua Xin reminded, "If you want to cooperate with him, the general must not be careless. One must be wary of its ambitions."

As soon as he finished speaking, a messenger hurried into the hall, knelt down and presented the letter, saying: "The leader of the begging army sent someone to deliver the letter, saying that it will be handed over to General Xun."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Hua Xin.

Hua Xin raised his eyebrows, put down his teacup and said, "It seems that all the resourceful people in the world see the same thing."

Xun Ling got up and took the letter, opened it for inspection, and frowned slightly after a while.

Lu Xian couldn't help asking: "Major General, what is written in this letter?"

Xun Ling thought for a while, then turned his head, looked at the crowd and said, "Duan Yingxiong wants to lead his troops to join us and attack the Xiongnu together."

Lu Xian: "Is there such a good thing?"

"But he made one condition."

"what?"

"The begging army is short of food. If you want to accept them as a refugee, you need to provide them with food and grass." Xun Ling said, turning his gaze to County Magistrate Liu, followed by Hua Xin and Lu Xian.

"This... the food and grass of the [-] army is so green and yellow, this is not a joke." Liu Ye smiled awkwardly, his face turned pale, for fear that Xun Ling would ask him to open the warehouse. grain.

In today's world, even with all the strength of Yongzhou, it may not be able to support an army of [-], let alone a small Deng County like him.

"Magistrate Liu, don't panic, I have no intention of asking you to bear the food and grass of the army."

Xun Ling took the letter and sat back to his original position, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Our army is short of men, if we have food in hand, we can bring these 4 people under our command, and then attack Nanzhe, the chances of winning will increase greatly. "

After the words fell, the hall fell into silence, and everyone was thinking about how to solve the food problem.

Hua Xin said, "Maybe you can buy grain from Yizhou?"

Xun Ling nodded: "Yes, but the military funds available for allocation are limited at present, and the purchase of food can only be a temporary solution, unless our army can capture Nanzhe City as soon as possible."

Before the Xiongnu invaded, Nanzhe City was definitely the most prosperous and wealthy city in Yongzhou. There were a lot of gold and silver in the treasury, and there were old General Xun's savings accumulated over the years in the state capital. There is no need to worry about the rations.

"Then how about borrowing some food from Xunzhou?" Lu Xian suggested, "Jiang Fujun, no, it's Jiang Inspector now. Didn't Jiang Inspector say before leaving that if the general has any difficulties, you can ask him for help? .”

Xun Ling hesitated a little when he heard this: "I already owe him a favor."

Lu Xian smashed the pot and said: "Since you have already owed favors, you are not afraid to owe more."

Xun Ling gave him a serious look, but didn't answer.

Seeing this, Hua Xin persuaded: "If the general can subdue the begging army, it is also possible to take back Yongzhou. Jiang Sanlang is now the governor. The major general can only strengthen himself and take back the position of governor of Yongzhou, the general. Only in the future will the favor be repaid."

Perhaps it was a click in his words that hit his heart, Xun Ling was silent for a while, and finally made a decision: "Okay, I will send someone to Miryang immediately."

·

The journey from Shannan County to Miryang is long, and it takes half a month to go fast, so when the letter was delivered to Miryang, Jiang Shu had already learned through the forum that the rebel army had defected to Xun Ling.

Duan Yingxiong led the army northward to seek refuge with Xun Ling. He was the one who secretly facilitated it. Those [-] mouths would be a big trouble everywhere. Now that the trouble has been transferred to Yongzhou, he is naturally responsible for borrowing food.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of food in Xunzhou, and one-third of the granary in Miryang alone is enough to solve the urgent needs of the Yongzhou army.

So after receiving Xun Ling's letter, Jiang Shu immediately sent someone to count and ship the grain and grass to support Yongzhou, and dispatched [-] soldiers, appointed Qin Lang as the leader, to escort the grain truck to Shannan County.

In addition, considering the relatively backward weapons and equipment of the rebel army, Jiang Shu also specially found Zhang Zifang, and after discussing with the other party for a while, he friendly added a batch of weapons to the support supplies.

The day before the departure of the transport team, Jiang Shu sent the team outside the city gate.

Standing on the tower, looking at the carts of support materials tied up with ropes, Jiang Shu sighed softly: "I hope it will come in handy."

·

The morning light streamed into the room through the gaps in the mullioned windows, and the warm and bright sunlight made Qiao Bing's fair face flushed.

Wang Linchuan picked up the manuscript and put it in front of her, then took a sip of freshly brewed hot tea, coughed, cleared his throat and said slowly: "I read the story of "Desire Fox", and it is well written, but This kind of novel is okay to put in a magazine, but it’s not suitable to put it in a literary newspaper, do you think?”

"I think it's quite appropriate!" Qiao Bing thought that it was in the game anyway, and the other party didn't know who she was, so she plucked up the courage to retort, "Shouldn't literature be diverse? If they are all very serious , particularly academic stuff, it would be better to publish it in the Miryang Monthly, so why bother to create another literary newspaper?"

"But this subject..."

"What's wrong with this subject matter, editor-in-chief, do you discriminate against homosexuals?"

"Oh, that's not true."

"Isn't that enough?" Perhaps it was the courage brought to her by her mentor's young and simple face at the moment, Qiao Bing insisted on expressing her point of view, and the more she said it, the more smoothly she said, "Besides, young people like to watch this kind of good-looking people talk about it." For a love story, our newspaper must not only have content, but also sales, right?

"We can't advertise in our newspapers, we can only rely on selling sales. Without sales, we can't make money. What should we do if the newspaper goes bankrupt? I dare say that if this "Desire Fox" is published, it will be very popular and there will be many people. snapped up the newspaper."

"Sales..." Wang Linchuan frowned, lost in thought.

It was the first time for him to be the editor-in-chief of a newspaper office. He patronized reviewing the content of articles, but he really lacked consideration for sales issues.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the manuscript and looked it over a few more times, tapped the paper with his knuckles and asked, "You young people like to read this kind of story?"

"I can't represent the entire group, anyway, as far as I am concerned, I think it is quite interesting, the theme of love is enduring." Qiao Bing replied, paused and added, "And it will definitely stimulate everyone to contribute. "

Wang Linchuan nodded, sighed and said, "Okay, then I'll think about it."

Qiao Bing knew that he probably meant to agree, so she couldn't help but feel happy. She thought to herself that the mentor who usually looks so serious and stubborn is quite easy to communicate in the game, and said happily: "The editor-in-chief has worked hard!"