Zhang Xianzhong's mood has been ruined to the extreme. He, the Emperor of the West, really has nothing to take on.

The people of Sichuan do not recognize themselves so much, so it would be boring to stay here any longer.

He suddenly missed his hometown and his people. After all these years of fighting in the north and south, there were not many people left during the Mizhi Eighteen Village Uprising.

Longing is the poison that corrodes the will. Lao Long live gets himself drunk from morning to night. Only a drunken moment can relieve a thousand sorrows, and only drunk eyes can see home.

Wang Zhaolin sent people to Shaanxi and found several of his childhood playmates. These people were surprised when they heard that Huang Hu had become emperor and remembered them. When they heard that they would be taken to Chengdu, they were even more overjoyed.

Zhang Xianzhong was also very surprised when he saw them. He immediately regained his youthful nature, danced and drank and feasted with his friends, chatting and laughing happily, and seemed to have endless things to say.

They were talking about the interesting past events in the past, calling each other by their nicknames, such as yellow tiger, dog egg, bull, porcupine, dead rabbit, etc.

After gathering together like this for several days and having banquets all night long, the old man was in great spirits.

Wang Zhaolin felt that it was almost done and that he had achieved his goal, so he hinted to these people that they would give up when they saw fit and took the initiative to say goodbye. They were unwilling and said that Lao Longzai would pick us up to share the wealth, why should we leave?

Prime Minister Wang had no choice but to show them the bloody heads in the palace that day, "To tell you the truth, Lao Long live has a disease, a disease that requires killing people every day. If you stay here any longer, this is what will happen.

kind of ending."

These people have never seen the world and are immediately bluffed to the point where they cannot stand.

When I had a banquet with Zhang Xianzhong again, I couldn't even hold the wine glass steady. Everyone's face was earthy and their bodies were trembling. They no longer called him Huang Hu, and they all said "long live the old man".

Zhang Xianzhong was very surprised and asked: "What's going on with you today? Who told you anything?"

They shook their heads repeatedly, "No, no, no, it's nothing, it's really nothing."

After hesitating for a moment, Goudan, who was closer to Zhang Xianzhong, said boldly: "You are the emperor now, and we always call you by your nickname. It's not good. We have been here for a few days. Although we eat delicacies from the mountains and seas every day,

I'm not used to the climate and conditions of Chengdu. I felt uncomfortable yesterday, and it's even heavier today. We'll say goodbye and go home tomorrow, and will come see you again in a while."

After hearing this, Zhang Xianzhong was not interested. He was really reluctant to let go and wanted to keep them. Seeing how miserable they were, he felt it was boring.

"Okay, if you want to go back, I won't force you. It's not easy to come here. Bring back some more gold and silver treasures." He immediately ordered someone to prepare a generous gift for each of them.

If these people are granted amnesty, they will cheer up and drink wine from the old man until he is drunk and unconscious.

The next day, Zhang Xianzhong woke up and wanted to invite his friends to a banquet again. The palace official reported, "Prime Minister Wang sent someone to send them away last night."

Zhang Xianzhong was furious and called General Liang Yixun: "Hurry up and bring them back to me. If they don't want to come back, bring them back with their heads!"

Liang Yixun led a fast horse and quickly caught up with these people. This formation made them even more frightened. They pretended to be sick and refused to return to Chengdu again.

Liang Yixun was so cruel that he didn't bother to persuade him, so he cut off the head with his knife and returned to Chengdu.

Zhang Xianzhong ordered the heads of his good friends to be washed clean, and he found several exquisite brocade boxes to put them in and carry them with him at all times.

Whenever he drank alone, he would order the palace officials: "Invite my good friends."

The palace servants respectfully opened the brocade box, took out the heads one by one, and placed them neatly in front of him. Then they placed the wine glasses and filled them with fine wine one by one.

Zhang Xianzhong held a cup of tea to persuade him and talked endlessly about his close friends.

Not long after, Wenxiu bumped into him. Wenxiu was horrified and asked, "Father, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xianzhong chuckled and said, "Can't you see? I'm having a party."

Wenxiu took a few steps back, leaned over and cried: "Father, you can't be like this. There have been so many bullets and bullets coming at us, and we have finally conquered the country. You have to cheer up!"

Zhang Xianzhong said: "It's easy to conquer the country, but it's hard to sit on the country! I really can't be the emperor. Sichuan people are really difficult to treat. It can't be done without killing them, and it can't be done by killing them. Apart from these old friends, you guys

Who understands my thoughts?"

Wen Xiu said: "It's all because of the child's incompetence that he can't take care of his father's worries!"

Zhang Xianzhong said: "You can't defeat Yang Zhan. If you go to his territory to collect grain and come back, it can be considered as sharing my worries. Now is the autumn harvest season. I heard that every household in his area is full of grain. Take advantage of his joy and give me the grain."

Get it back!"

"I will obey my father's order!"

Zhang Xianzhong immediately issued the same order to his other adopted sons and the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army.

Even though Yang Zhan was well prepared, he could not resist the banditry of the Great Western Army, which was so menacing that it was impossible to guard against it.

People on the borders of Meizhou, Jiading, and Xuzhou suffered disaster, and the Great Western Army specifically targeted areas where the Shu army was weakly defended.

In the past ten years, the most powerful thing about Zhang Xianzhong's team is that they win by moving and being invisible. In the past two years, they have focused on offense and defense with large groups of troops, but they have failed everywhere.

Now he went to the territory of Shu to collect grain and became a bandit again. He succeeded repeatedly, which really gave Yang Zhan a headache.

At first, the people were afraid of being robbed and were unwilling to farm. Yang Zhan patted his chest and promised to protect them, but now they are still being robbed.

Fei Xiaojin, the Minister of Household Affairs, is busy every day calculating the damage caused by the disaster and compensating the losses from house to house to fulfill Yang Zhan's promise. The total amount of food taken away is more than 100,000 dans. Although the losses are not fatal, in these troubled times, dozens of people can be saved.

Thousands of people.

Yang Zhan learned from the pain and discussed with the King of Shu and his generals day and night, and decided on a plan to kill tigers and wolves.

Zhang Xianzhong saw that the food in Shu was so easy to grab, and he was full of hope for the future. He laughed loudly in the court, "It's so happy! It's so happy! This is how I will be the emperor. I only train troops and kill people. If there is no food, go to him."

Grab it there."

Yan Ximing clapped his fingers and reported: "Long live the old man, our Daxi Army plus our family members total nearly one million people. We won't be able to last long with this little food."

Zhang Xianzhong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go ahead and grab it! Send the order and the whole army will be dispersed and go to Shu to collect grain."

As soon as he was in a good mood, the whole court felt relieved. Anxi King Zhang Dingguo took the opportunity to admonish: "Father, I very much agree with going there to collect grain, but after all, this is not a long-term solution. Can we appease the people like them?

Let the people grow food on the land of Daxi Kingdom?"

Several other adopted sons also echoed, Zhang Xianzhong said: "I also want to appease you, but it's a pity that Sichuan people don't know how to praise me. I'll talk about growing grain later. Now hurry up and go out to collect grain!"
Chapter completed!