So ambitious

Author: The 300-pound cook

So ambitious

In Chou Zi Hao Feng Sui, Cui Jiu is a ferocious beast, giving people the impression of being gloomy and ruthless; but in the Guancheng of Shimenzhan, the power of the great Nagato is immediately revealed.

He is very tall and thin, like a bamboo pole carrying a tattered linen garment. Standing upright on the ground, he looks like a badly damaged time-honored military flag, barely flapping in the wind.

His face was very pale, with an obscure smile, glowing with a faint green light under the light of the mutton-oil torch. The temporary Gao'e crown belt and linen clothes he put on made him even more sinister.

spirit.

No matter how Yang Chuan looked at it, this old thief was a bit scary.

This image is almost the same as the dilapidated, yet terrifying clay sculpture of Hell King Yama in the abandoned small temple, right? It just looks too thin. He should be responsible for the hungry ghosts...

The two Shimenzhan guards were frightened and were following the attendants tremblingly. They looked like two weaklings, but there was no trace of the heroic spirit of the soldiers of the Han Empire.

Especially one of the fair-skinned men, visible to the naked eye, beads of sweat rolled down his head and face, and soon a large area was wet on the ground.

"Your name is Lu Shengde?"

Cui Jiu glanced at the fair-skinned man and said coldly: "In the seventh month of the first year of Yuan Shuo, you led fifty troops and pretended to be Huns cavalry in the south of Daqing Mountain to raid two farmlands, killing seventy-one people and plundering cattle.

Where did the sheep grain go?

In March of the second year of Yuanshuo, your formation killed twenty-three people, but reported thirty-nine people;

In May of the second year of Yuanshuo, you led a hundred troops without permission, raided two Huns pastures, robbed cattle, sheep, livestock, women, and children, and sold them for 50,322, most of which were stuffed into

Lucheng Xiaotaohong’s crotch, right?”

There was a 'pop' sound.

Lu Shengde collapsed to the ground without saying a word, just banging his head on the cold hard ground, and blood started to appear in the blink of an eye.

Cui Jiuwen said: "I think you are quite brave in battle and have many military exploits. Go ahead and treat it as a death in battle."

As if he had been granted amnesty, the man climbed up from the ground, stumbled out of the camp door, climbed onto a shabby high platform, and shouted, "I'm a big man, don't follow in my footsteps."

After saying that, he pulled out the blade and pulled it horizontally, causing blood to spatter five feet.

Just like that, dead?

Yang Chuan's heart twitched, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: 'Look at the corrupt officials in the Han Empire, how self-conscious they are. They don't need to go to court, deny in every possible way and hire a lawyer. Once they are verified by the embroidered messenger, they will wipe their necks directly...'

Of course, the biggest reason why this guy went to die generously is probably because he didn't want to fall into Cui Jiu's hands, and then he might be worse off than dead.

Yang Chuan felt that his neck was a little stiff, and he finally turned his head, only to see Cui Jiu's ugly face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Yang Chuan, do you still need someone to prove your identity?"

"Of course I have to prove it!" Yang Chuan quietly swallowed his saliva and said righteously.

"Very good, he is worthy of being the Heavenly Khan of the Huns," Cui Jiu nodded slightly, with some appreciation in his eyes, "Just because of this calmness and the fact that a dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, a certain family is very optimistic about him.

Yang Chuan, are you interested in entering the palace?

With your ruthless and calm nature and excellent cooking skills, a certain family will train you for ten years. The position of the grand gate of Weiyang Palace must be yours. By then, I am afraid that even a certain family will look up to you.

."

Yang Chuan felt a chill in his crotch, he couldn't help but tighten his legs, laughed twice, and said: "Young man is too clumsy to serve a noble man. He only wants to serve as a pawn for my great man."

"pawn?"

Cui Jiu chuckled lightly, ignored Yang Chuan, and turned to look at another Shimenzhan guard: "Chen Ye, tell you whether this beacon is a traitor from a certain family... Ahem, tell this person

Boy, is a certain family a spy for the Huns?"

When the guard named Chen Ye heard this, he couldn't help but soften his ankles. He glared at Yang Chuan with resentment and scolded: "Where did you bastard dare to question the identity of Nagato? Who gave you this?"

courage?"

Yang Chuan bowed and clasped his fists, and said sternly: "I am telling you, general, that this boy is Yang Chuan from Longxi. My father, Yang Bo, is a son of a good family. Although he has died in the battlefield for many years, this boy is really not a bastard. I would like to invite you, general."

Mingjian.

In addition, this man surnamed Cui suddenly appeared in Fengsui, with the ugly name. As a Fengzi, can't he verify his true identity to prevent Hun spies from infiltrating?"

Chen Ye was a rough man and was stunned for a moment.

"Okay, now that the identity of a certain family has been confirmed, Yang Chuan, what else do you want to say?" Cui Jiu asked with a half-smile.

Yang Chuan bowed deeply and said with a look of shame on his face: "I will apologize to you now, kid."

He knew that the old thief in front of him was a very terrifying existence, but at this point, Yang Chuan could only persevere to the end.

After all, as a cook, he can't let the ingredients threaten him...

Of course, this was also because he discovered that Cui Jiu was actually a very disciplined person. He would carry out the laws and regulations of the Han Dynasty meticulously and would not bully others.

This kind of person is reasonable and rules-abiding. He is very harsh on his own words and deeds, and is naturally very harsh on others. On the surface, he seems difficult to deal with. If you are not careful, you may go to hell.

In fact, this kind of person is really difficult to deal with.

Especially people like Yang Chuan, who loves the Han Empire in their hearts, but has no respect for the imperial power, and has no good impression of the so-called wealthy families and powerful families. This makes it difficult for him to sell himself cleanly like other people.

To the 'Emperor's Family'...

"A certain family guarantees that you can not only defend the country for the Han Dynasty, but also fight for the Han Dynasty."

Cui Jiu slowly walked out of the door, looked up at the dark night sky, took a greedy breath of cold air, and said leisurely: "As I said again, if you can accumulate military merit, not only can you prove your innocence, but also, a certain family

Make sure not to let anyone else take advantage of it.

but.

If you are unable to fight bravely and fear the enemy in battle, someone else will cut you into pieces without anyone taking action personally."

After saying these harsh words, Cui Jiu walked away.

"Wait a minute," Yang Chuan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "Uncle Cui Jiu, does the Xiongnu eagle shooter count as an official? How many inches of military merit can you get if you capture one alive?"

Cui Jiu paused, turned around and said with a smile: "Condor shooters? They have no position or power in name, but they have a very high reputation and status among the Huns, almost as much as a centurion."

"What, you're going to poison a vulture shooter to gain merit?"

Yang Chuan shook his head: "A dead condor shooter is not worth much."

Cui Jiu chuckled and said: "Whether you poison or kill, you will be counted as the meritorious deeds of a certain family, and you can be promoted to the eighth level of public transport, and you will be granted twenty acres of land and twenty houses.

By the way, Yang Chuan, you don’t have to be a beacon anymore, just stay in Shimenzhan and be a guard, otherwise, you will say that a certain family is biased and won’t give you a chance to go into battle to kill the enemy."

As he spoke, the old thief, as tall as a bamboo pole in tattered linen clothes, strode out of the camp gate in the fierce cold wind.

"Uncle Cui Jiu, I still have something to say," Yang Chuan quickly followed, "Can you please tell me, if you capture a condor alive, will it be considered a military achievement? And uncle, if you can capture a millionaire alive,

Commander, how much military merit can you have?

Can the title be promoted to official title?

How much land will be awarded? How many houses will be granted? Can it prove the boy's innocence and wealth, and can it help the boy escape his lowly status and become a good son directly?"

Cui Jiu thought about it seriously and said calmly: "If we can capture the king of the Xiongnu alive, we can grant him eighty acres of land, eighty houses, and twenty servants to his name. Don't say he is a son of a good family."

You are an official of the Han Dynasty, you can also become one.

By the way, excluding Qian Liang Tian Ding, Young Master Yang’s title will be promoted to the thirteenth level, and he can be called a young genius of my great man.”

Yang Chuan nodded secretly. It seemed that Sima Qian didn't lie to him...

He hesitated for a breath or two and asked anxiously: "What if there are two kings who are captains of ten thousand men?"

Cui Jiu slowly turned his head, his face gradually becoming colder: "Boy, it's not a good thing to be so ambitious."
Chapter completed!