(The top brother on the list rewarded 3 alliance leaders. I’m so confused that I have to give it a try. I’ll add one more update today and two more tomorrow.)
"Hey, Liu Sima hasn't left yet?" Mi Huang walked out of Pan Yuan and saw Liu Qian from a distance, wondering.
"Waiting to return with the supervisor." Liu Qian said with a smile.
Mi Huang also smiled and said, "Let's go."
Behind him were more than ten followers, all of whom were low-level officials of the Sikong Shogunate. They were all smart people, so they naturally knew that Liu Qia had something to discuss with the governor, so they subconsciously slowed down and fell behind.
"Have you been observing the troops just now?" Mi Huang asked, looking at the sergeants who were withdrawing the troops back to the camp.
"Take a quick look," Liu Qia said.
"how?"
"You and I brought it all along the way, what do you think?"
Mi Huang shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then asked without giving up: "It's been training for a while, but there is no improvement?"
Liu Qia sighed and said: "The foundation is too poor, how much improvement can be made? If I want to say it, the team led by the team leader Yang Bao looks pretty good and has some appearance. If we polish it well, in the future or
It can be of great use.”
"Yang Bao..." Mi Huang muttered twice and said, "It's late today. I'll wait for some time and see how Yang Bao is doing."
"Are you leaving Beijing again?" Liu Qia was secretly happy that his treacherous plan was revealed, so he immediately took the next step.
"Yeah, I'm very busy." Mi Huang said with a wry smile: "Go to a few nearby counties to recruit talents for Sikong."
Liu Qia was a little jealous.
Mi Huang's family background is not high, but he is a native of Sikong Fengguo, which makes up for the shortcomings of his birth.
He is also a native of the East China Sea, but he has no background. If he hadn't entered the government very early, he would be incomparable to Mi Huang.
Comparing people to each other is so annoying.
"The supervisor will leave the capital in two or three days. What should Pan Yuan do here?" Liu Qian pretended to be hesitant.
"What should I do?" Mi Huang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and said, "Actually, I really don't want to be the owner of this building, but I have no choice but to do it. Before leaving, Sikong and I
In a few words, everything in Pan Yuan is decided by the princess. If the princess wants to find someone to take care of this building, then let her take care of it, and I will be relieved."
"This..." Liu Qia was startled and said, "Are you afraid that something is wrong? The servants around the princess are good at managing the fields and buying and selling goods, but they are not good at managing soldiers, right?"
Mi Huang nodded and said: "That is indeed the case. Am I still the captain of the building? Let the captains of each team decide on their own military affairs. I will step down after finding a suitable candidate."
"Military affairs cannot be neglected for a moment." Liu Qia shook his head and said: "When the supervisor is away, it is best to have someone take care of it."
"Oh?" Mi Huang glanced at Liu Qian and had some guesses in his mind, so he asked, "What good idea does Liu Sima have?"
Liu Qia knew that he was a little impatient, but he still said: "Maybe we can set up a supervisor to take care of military discipline and training. In this way, when the supervisor is out, the sergeants will not neglect their skills."
"Haha." Mi Huang smiled and said: "Liu Sima, let me tell you the truth. You and I know what this soldier looks like, and Sikong also knows it. He has long since given up on these people, and now he doesn't.
Sending them home is purely for the sake of face, and I don’t want to look too ugly. Supervisor, haha, old ones are old, and young ones are young. How can they be good even if they practice till the end of time?”
"The supervisor's words are wrong." Liu Qian said: "It's not like you don't know the situation in Luoyang. The attitude of the Chinese army is ambiguous and they are watching from the sidelines. The King of Qi is very powerful, but only the King of Changsha can compete with him. Sikong has no soldiers.
Wu Quan, on this occasion, even if there are only one or two hundred capable soldiers, it is very important to Sikong."
Mi Huang stopped when he heard this. After pondering for a moment, he nodded slowly and said, "What you said makes sense."
Then he seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and asked: "Among the forty guards around Sikong before, there was a famous Shao Xunzhe, who was extremely brave and skilled. You and I have also seen him. How is he leading the troops?"
Liu Qia suddenly frowned and said, "I vaguely heard someone say that he has adopted a son and is a troubled young man. I don't know what he wants to do?"
"Is this happening?" Mi Huang was a little surprised.
"It's just a rumor, I don't know if it's true or not," Liu Qia said expressionlessly.
Mi Huang glanced at him doubtfully, thought for a while, and said: "That's all, I don't have time to verify it. Let the princess know about this, and we will discuss it later when we get back."
Liu Qian's heart skipped a beat. Things would get complicated when it came to the princess. But he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Have you found any news in Beijing these days?" Mi Huang continued to move forward and asked casually.
"Jingzhong..." Liu Qia's face really showed a lot of sadness, and even a bit of fear. He just heard him say: "I'm afraid I'm going to take action."
Mi Huang's heart skipped a beat and he almost staggered.
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After entering the twelfth lunar month, the New Year is not far away.
But there is no Chinese New Year atmosphere in Luoyang, not at all.
The officials and nobles in the city finally couldn't sit still. When they had no way or were reluctant to leave Luoyang, it seemed to be a good choice to send their family members and children outside the city in advance.
Pan Yuan's life is still as ordinary as water, and there is nothing much to say. But this so-called ordinary life is especially precious under the tense current situation.
Every day is precious and there is no excuse for wasting it.
This month it's Shao Xun's team's turn to guard the interior of the house, mainly the backyard.
They replaced the veterans who were once evaluated by Mi Huang as "rough policemen and thieves" - the real veterans, who were generally over sixty years old.
Fifty teenagers armed with equipment and assigned sentries in various places step by step.
Shao Xun checked it carefully and was quite satisfied.
Not to mention their combat prowess, in terms of obedience, these teenagers are really good.
He has dealt with all the irritants who dared to say weird things, and he is very honest.
Even young people who have never been punished have seen the heroic appearance of the team leader easily defeating the heroes of the neighboring team who boasted of their bravery on the school field. There were more than 400 people in the building, and it seemed that there was no opponent for him...
That's nonsense! If you don't want to be whipped, just obey the military orders strictly.
On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, several bullock carts drove into Pan Garden.
The princess, who had not been seen for a long time, was making tea in the backyard to treat each other.
There is a line in Zuo Si's "The Poems of a Beautiful Girl" that says, "Stop the evidence of tea, brag about the opposition," which refers to the situation in which the upper-class scholar-bureaucrats made tea at this time.
Two female relatives came, both from the Pei family in Hedong. One was the daughter of the late cousin Pei Zan, the niece of the princess, and the other was the princess's sister and the wife of Bian Yi.
The three female relatives were drinking tea and enjoying the snow, and they were very happy. As they chatted, they started talking about their niece's marriage.
"Nu Nu is fourteen years old, right? In the next year or so, she can get married." Concubine Pei looked at the niece carefully and said with a smile: "I am born with a pretty face, but I don't know which family has such a blessing."
It's okay if she didn't say this, but when she did, her niece lowered her head and said nothing.
Pei Wan, Bian Yi's wife, explained softly at the side: "Sister, I don't know something. The clan has decided to marry off the slave."
"How do you get married?" Concubine Pei was a little surprised and asked.
"Speaking of the current situation being in disarray, it would be better to choose a Wubao commander to get married as a source of support," Pei Wan said.
Concubine Pei frowned.
In fact, this matter is not incomprehensible.
The stronger Wubao Shuai can easily recruit thousands of people. If he takes the opportunity to absorb the refugees, he can recruit tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of people.
You really can’t look at it from the old perspective.
If the country is peaceful and the people are at peace, Wubao Shuai is just a dog. He can be killed easily and is not worthy of being looked at by veteran nobles like them. But what time is it now? The Sima family is fighting against each other, fighting one after another, and the country is in turmoil in all directions.
The refugees are rising in droves, and the barbarians are still ready to move in. It's like a scene of the end of the world!
In such a situation, the value of Wu Baoshuai is greatly increased, and he can even save lives at critical moments.
"Nunu, what do you think? If you don't want to, my aunt will explain it to you." In fact, Concubine Pei also felt that this was a good choice in her heart, but she still wanted to hear her niece's opinion.
If she really doesn't want to, she doesn't mind arguing with her cousins ​​to persuade them to give up the idea.
She had already sacrificed once for the Pei family and married into the Donghai Palace. She didn't want to see her niece like this.
When Nunu heard this, she suddenly raised her head, her expression quite moved.
In her girlish fantasy, of course, it would be best to choose a handsome and elegant son of a noble family. After getting married, she can play the piano and dance while her husband writes poems. In their free time, the two of them can go out together and meet friends.
.
This was probably her most beautiful fantasy, instead of marrying the vulgar Wubao Shuai.
But - after a moment of thought, his eyes darkened again.
She grew up well-fed and well-fed, received the best education, was cared for in every possible way, and grew up without any illness or disaster. She was much luckier than the average person.
She can't be so selfish. If her family needs it, even if she wants to marry a Huns, she has no right to refuse.
"No... no need..." Nunu shed tears and said: "There is nothing wrong with being handsome Wubao. My family will always choose a handsome Wubao for me who has a good family background..."
Concubine Pei sighed inaudibly, not sure if it was for her niece or for herself.
The general situation is such that it has engulfed everyone. Even aristocratic families feel a little helpless.
Pei Wan also looked a little sad.
Who didn’t have a crimson fantasy in their girlhood? Who didn’t have someone they liked silently? But so what?
If the current situation is like this, if you want to support your family's wealth, everyone must make sacrifices.
The situation in Luoyang can no longer be described as an undercurrent, it can be said to be on the verge of breaking out.
Some people who got wind of the incident even fled with their families.
For example, Gu Rong, Zhang Han and others often talked about Jiangdong cuisine and wanted to go back.
Another example is Yingchuan Yugun, who fled into the mountains with his wife and children a while ago to avoid disaster.
In the outside world, Sima Yong, the king of Hejian (the governor of Guanzhong), Sima Ying, the king of Chengdu (the governor of Jizhou), Sima Xin, the king of Xinye (the governor of Jingzhou), Sima Gai, the king of Fanyang (the governor of Yuzhou), and others all came forward to ask for Sima Jiong's dismissal.
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They didn't just write a memorial and talk, but they actually launched a serious threat of force.
Among them, the most active one was Sima Yong, the king of Hejian. He sent Li Han as the governor and led 20,000 vanguards from Chang'an to Luoyang. He himself recruited troops in Guanzhong, with more than 100,000 troops as backup.
Yecheng also recruited troops aggressively, even recruiting Xiongnu, Jie people, and Xianbei Tibetan soldiers to assist in the war, and continued to put pressure on Luoyang.
Under such a situation, the imperial guards seemed to dare not openly support Sima Jiong. They chose to sit on the sidelines and watch the success or failure without interfering with either side.
Luoyang is likely to usher in a large-scale conflagration.
If foreign troops come again, no one knows what will happen.
Suddenly a voice of command came from the snow, attracting the attention of the three people.
Concubine Pei took a look and saw that it was the sergeant guarding the backyard who was changing his defense.
Suddenly she remembered something, so she called the servant and gave her instructions.
The servant left quickly.
Concubine Pei calmed down and continued chatting with her sister and niece.
Chapter completed!