In June of the 25th year of Jian'an, the various units of the Jiaozhou Army that went to Jingxiang to fight were withdrawn one after another.

At the beginning of the year, all departments could return to their hometowns, but a big trouble arose: the newly occupied Jingzhou North Road territory showed signs of epidemics in many places.

Since Huan and Ling, the epidemics in the world have been frequent. The scale of the epidemic has been extremely large, affecting the states of the north and south for no less than four or five times. For example, in the 22nd year of Jian'an, after the last war between Jingxiang and Guanzhong, a large-scale epidemic broke out. It is said that the epidemic is still fierce in the north, and once spread to the point where every family has zombies and the royal family has mourns.

This Jingxiang war was affected by the flood, which may have caused the spread of the epidemic in previous years. Therefore, after the case was reported, the military government did not dare to ignore it. The methods to deal with the epidemic have been confirmed in recent years. Over the years, the government has already had examples of the government agencies at all levels:

In addition to mobilizing personnel immediately and speeding up the collection of corpses on the landfill battlefield; then orders were sent everywhere, requiring the people in the country to drink cooked water as much as possible, take more baths and wash their hands every day, and open windows for ventilation in the room; garrisons everywhere also stopped mobilizing immediately to minimize the number of soldiers going out; and several commercial routes were also blocked.

At the same time, the military administration and the provincial government recruited medical officers from various places and prepared medicines in advance. In modern times, many types of epidemics are collectively called typhoid fever, and various symptomatic prescriptions have been passed down from generation to generation, so the military administration issued an order and then did it.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the early discovery, or the post-war relief was effective, the soldiers and the people were relatively healthy, and the number of epidemics continued to appear for two or three months, gradually decreased. After April, the weather was hot, and it was the time for frequent epidemics, but in two months, there were no more cases around Jingxiang.

It seems that this big trouble has passed smoothly.

The Jiaozhou army was finally able to evacuate. At this time, it had been a whole year since they set out to fight.

Understand that the soldiers were as eager as they returned home, the Jingzhou navy used a large fleet to transport them directly to Lingqu.

When the army rises up, it will naturally kill you very much. The military orders are strictly enforced and people who violate the orders are punished. It is necessary to make the soldiers' minds and minds be united and never die. But when they return to the army, they are much more relaxed, not to mention that they meet after victory.

The soldiers, with the joy of surviving the battlefield, and with the satisfaction of making meritorious service, they relaxed, either lying or sitting on the board, soaking their hands or feet in the cool water, shaking the ripples. They whispered to each other, sometimes bursting out laughing, and someone suddenly became interested and sang a song in a loud voice.

The tune is very high-pitched and desolate, and it also shows a bit of playful and funny from time to time. Sometimes it is sung by the Han Dynasty's street music, and sometimes it is used tones that Mr. Fu cannot understand. It may be the sound of Jingchu, or it may be a barbarian song from Jiaoguang and other places.

When the environment in the palace was still relatively wide in the early years, Mr. Fu had heard the palace servants play this kind of song. It was roughly one person sang, and the three people mingled together to praise the beautiful mountain ghost. It was both savoring and laughing, and the son admired me and graceful.

However, now looking at the soldiers' winking and looking at each other, it seems that what they sang is much more explicit than the Yuefu in the palace!

Mr. Fu thought he could not bear the vulgar songs and filthy words here. But at this time, he stared at the blue sky outside the cabin, the clear Xiang River flowing gurglingly, and the undulating peaks covered with lush forests like jade. Suddenly, he felt that it was good to listen.

Sometimes, the young woman who was washing clothes by the water greeted the fleet loudly and asked the soldiers if they wanted the newly picked fruit... The relaxed and comfortable situation was not like what he saw in the mainland of the Central Plains, the situation where the army attacked and massacred and the people were afraid of abnormally.

At the end of October last year, Mr. Fu agreed to Luo Ayanning on the bank of the Qingshui River that he would go to Jiaozhou with him.

A few months later, he lived in the military camp.

The Yue soldier named Luo Ayanning was probably promoted, but he was not familiar with the Han Dynasty's documents. Fortunately, Mr. Fu helped him. There were many prisoners of Cao army like Mr. Fu in the military camp, and they were driven to do this and that. Some people could get rid of the prisoner's identity and even directly transfer to the Jiaozhou army.

This is a good thing, so the prisoners of Cao's army were very active, and Mr. Fu was also very active.

Although the conditions in the military camp were more difficult, the exchanges were all done by Lu Zhi and the military men, so they didn't have that much thought. In addition, military men usually always had natural respect for scholars. When Mr. Fu showed a good word, everyone became more and more awe.

He had been busy with chores for several months, but in fact he didn't take a step beyond the military camp, but he felt that the depressed prisoners had gradually dissipated over the years. When he followed the army south to Jiaozhou, he looked around and saw that the world was deep and open, and the mountains and rivers were lush. Such a comfortable scenery was something he had never seen before.

He looked at the scenery like this and gradually abandoned his wife and children.

Mr. Fu knew that it was so cold and weak. But he was bound for a lifetime, and once cold, it seemed nothing big.

Of course, he occasionally felt a little nervous.

He knew that it was not a trivial matter for the Han emperor to disappear on the battlefield. Perhaps ordinary soldiers were tired of the Han Dynasty and did not pay attention to it at all, but the top leaders of the Hanzhong royal regime would always take it to heart. They would always think of tracking the whereabouts of the emperor and finding the best flag that is today.

Unexpectedly, except for the two armies of Jingzhou and Jiaozhou who searched for each other at the end of last year, there would be no further information?

Later I heard that Cao Gong's prince Cao Pi specializes in writing the world. One of them was accusing Cao Zhang of indulging in rebellious soldiers and killing the emperor?

That's not right, I...I...

OK. Just kill it. In this world, there is no shortage of an emperor who has been tied up in the deep palace for decades and has accomplished nothing. The people of the world don’t care about this emperor at all.

The day before yesterday, the fleet was resting in Xiangguan. In the evening, an envoy sent a message saying that King Liu Bei of Hanzhong gave a funeral to the Han emperor in Chang'an and posthumously named "Emperor Xiaomin".

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When he noticed that the generals and officers of the Jiaozhou Army were not saddened by this, and even felt a little happy, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Even Luo Ayanning felt a little strange about this vague excitement. He came to Xunfu and said, "I just heard that the emperor of the Han family is dead..."

"Um."

"I used to be a Yue man. Cough, the Yue man's eldest son died. We all had to cry. We also had to cut our faces with our nails to make the blood and tears mixed together. Look, this was what I scratched a few years ago, with such two scars! Look, aren't it very conspicuous?"

"Yes, yes, it's very conspicuous and majestic."

"But now I am a Han Chinese, of course I have to follow the rules of the Han family, right? But, the Han emperor is dead, don't you care? Why do you still look a little happy?"

“…”

"Mr. Fu, where will I ask you! Why are you stupid?"

Mr. Fu said lightly: "That dead emperor is a mediocre person who is useless to the Han family. If this emperor dies, General Lei's boss, King Hanzhong, may become an emperor. Only with a new emperor can the Han family flourish. After the new emperor ascends the throne, he will probably have additional rewards for the soldiers, so that the soldiers will have some expectations."

Luo Ayanning suddenly realized: "So that's it."

He thought for a while and asked, "Then I can be promoted again, right? I am now in Quchang and there is still a lot of land. If I am promoted again, I should be similar to Cao Shu, the right thief of Hepu County, right? I should be able to marry his daughter, right?"

"This... I don't know this. I have to go to Jiaozhou and ask carefully. Luo Qu, our Han family has the rules of the Han family. If you think about it, you have to take things slowly. You must not lose your etiquette." Mr. Fu patted Luo Ayanning's arm: "Don't worry, I will do it seriously for you!"
Chapter completed!