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Chapter 92 Swallowing the Spoon

In the front, Zhou Xing accompanied Gongsun Yan to introduce the Q&A next to the parallel car. Zhang Ze temporarily took Zhao Yun's place and followed beside him.

Behind, Zhao Yun, Tian Kai and others were a few horses behind, hanging behind the carriage.

"Zilong is too cautious." Tian Kai looked at Zhang Ze and smiled bitterly, "I know everything about Manager Zhou."

Why bother asking Zhang Ze to follow after leaving for a while?

Zhao Yun only cupped his hand without explaining much.

Knowing that he had such a serious and stubborn temperament, Tian Kai stopped talking and brought the topic back to the topic, "How is the arrangement of the two hundred parts allocated by Zilong Gongsun's family?"

"Back to Tian Gong, the preliminary reorganization has been completed. However, most of these tribes were originally scattered in various farms, and the military discipline is loose. If we want to form a combat force, I am afraid it will take some time."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but frown when he mentioned the songs assigned by the Gongsun family.

"Haha, it's not surprising." Tian Kai stretched out his left hand and patted Zhao Yun gently, "Don't bother Zilong. Most of the farmers farm in their spare time and hold guns during the war. We can't expect them to perform well."

"There are so many people in Lingzhi Manor who are so used to being scattered that even the master is not convinced." Tian Kai changed the topic, "We need Zilong to reorganize them as soon as possible."

After hearing Tian Kai's words, Zhao Yun showed some surprise on his face.

Gongsun Zan, the owner of Lingzhi and Guzhu manors, did not return to western Liaoning for many years.

Zhao Yun was not surprised that the master's family was not nearby, and the Quwu people in the middle of the village were less restrained and acted domineeringly.

But how could someone be so bold that even his master would not accept it? Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking it was because General Gongsun passed away?

"They are just a bunch of rabble, with few people controlling them in recent years. They are so arrogant that they have forgotten their own names."

Tian Kai said without much nervousness on his face, "When I heard that General Gongsun passed away, I felt a little disobedient."

"Especially in Lone Bamboo Manor, there are people who don't recognize the owner after hearing a few gossips about cats and dogs outside."

Tian Kai looked at Zhao Yun's face meaningfully, his sharp eyebrows furrowed.

"So, Yun already understands." Zhao Yun cupped his hands towards Tian Kai, "Thank you Mr. Tian for reminding me."

"Although they are just a bunch of people, there are thousands of people in Zhuangzi. It is inevitable that some of them will have the same wandering thoughts as them."

"I know that Zilong has always been gentle and does not want to use swords lightly, but at this time it is better to use thunderous means to shock him." Tian Kai was no longer the usual playful look at this time.

He was a veteran on the battlefield, so he stopped smiling, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was filled with a sense of solemnity.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tian, ​​Yun understands." Zhao Yun solemnly thanked Tian Kai again.

Tian Kai's intentions were completely clear to Zhao Yun.

Tian Kai came to Lone Bamboo Manor for a few days, but left these rabble behind, and waited until he came before letting him go to clean up.

In order to intimidate Xiao Xiao for Lady Gongsun, it also gave him a chance to establish his authority and convince the public.

Zhao Yun was very grateful to Tian Kai for his good intentions.

Seeing that Zhao Yun understood his meaning so quickly, Tian Kai nodded with satisfaction.

Although the Battle of Yangqiuli is rumored in the North, there are always fools who don't believe it unless they have witnessed it with their own eyes.

I don't believe there are such powerful generals, nor do I believe there are such powerful troops.

There are always people who think that this is the Gongsun family, and they are deliberately trying to make the Captain Zhao, who is about to take office as the magistrate of Lulong County, famous and prestige.

Since the world doesn't believe it, let's start from here and let those people see if the white horse Yi Cong can still gallop across the border.

Compared with the immature and old-fashioned way he was in Qingzhou, Zhao Yun's growth at this time is really gratifying for him as an elder.

From the first battle in Yangqiuli, he was sure that the young lady did have the ability to recognize people.

It is an extremely wise thing to hand over Baima Yi's team and banner to Zhao Yun.

Tian Kai himself was one of the earliest white horse followers, and his feelings for this team were extraordinary.

In the battle of Jieqiao, the general Yan Gang was killed, and the whole army of Baima Yi Cong was wiped out.

Even if it is rebuilt, it has lost its vitality.

But after the Battle of Yangqiu, Tian Kai once again saw this team rebuilding its military spirit.

No, it's more than that.

A happy smile appeared on the corner of Tian Kai's lips. This new white-horse righteous servant still possesses the character of a general. He is obedient and gentle in peacetime, but resolute and cold in war.

If one day he meets Bai Ma Yi and runs away from the Great Wall, Tian Kai thinks that he would be willing to die immediately.

It seemed that Bai Ma Yicong thought of Gongsun Zan. Tian Kai's eyes were slightly red. He sat on the horse and patted Zhao Yun's back hard again with one arm.

Zhao Yun raised his head and glanced at Gongsun Yan's carriage. Zhang Ze was accompanying him. Even if this strange steward had evil intentions, with Aze's martial arts skills, he could be safe.

Then he asked Tian Kai in a low voice for some information about the matter, and after making some plans in his mind, he relaxed his eyebrows slightly, slowed down his horse, and asked Xia Houlan behind Tian Kai about other things.

"How's Anyuan?"

The wounded in the Yangqiuli battle were all sent to Guzhu Manor for recuperation and care.

"I woke up the day before yesterday." Xia Houlan knew that Zhao Yun regarded Zhang and Zhang Ze as brothers in his heart, so he told him about the current situation.

Zhang Zhang has been unconscious for a long time since he was injured. Since Xin Shi had experience in caring for the injured, he transferred Xin Shi to take care of him.

During this period, Wang Wu recovered a lot and helped take care of him. He woke up with Zhang Zhang the day before yesterday and was in good spirits.

"Although walking is fine," Xia Houlan sighed longly, "I'm afraid Anyuan won't be able to fight on horseback anymore."

Not only can he no longer go on the battlefield, but the right half of his face is also ruined.

Hearing this, Zhao Yun's hand holding the reins paused. Although he had expected such a situation, he still couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

"It doesn't matter. Lady Gongsun has mentioned to me that if Anyuan is well, she will be transferred to Lady Gongsun as a guard."

A trace of surprise flashed across the face of Konoe Xia Houlan.

In the Han Dynasty, when the government took the lead in facial control, Tian Kai, no matter how senior he was, could no longer serve as an official because of a broken arm.

Generally speaking, few people would leave soldiers with disfigured appearance beside them to serve as bodyguards.

However, Xia Houlan thought about it again and realized that this was indeed something that Lady Gongsun would do.

Thinking of this, all worries about the future disappear.

"An Yuan is stable by nature, cautious and methodical, and will definitely be competent."

Although it is a bit regretful, this is the best arrangement for Zhang Zhu.

only……

Xia Houlan sighed again, hesitated for a long time, and then said to Zhao Yun: "Today, a brother... went."

"What?" Zhao Yun tightened the reins, and the horse Hei Yun shook his head uneasily, "What happened?"

There should be no war here, so why would brothers die for no reason?

"Yes, the brother who was injured the most." Xia Houlan couldn't bear to talk about it.

One of the soldiers who was most seriously injured in the battle at Yangqiuli rolled off his horse and luckily rolled into a ravine beside the road. He did not die on the spot. He was found when the battlefield was being cleared and was treated.

Unfortunately, he broke his neck and could never stand up or control his bowel movements.

"This morning the person taking care of him discovered that he had hidden a spoon somewhere... he swallowed it and committed suicide."

Zhao Yun tightened his grip on the reins, "But the person taking care of him is negligent or his words are inappropriate?"

On the second day after the war broke out, Gongsun Yan drew up a pension system for the fallen soldiers and the wounded.

Proper arrangements were made for the families of the deceased and the injured.

Especially for this seriously injured person, Zhao Yun was asked to personally comfort him and tell him that good medicine would be found in a short time and would surely cure him.

"Because I know that Lady Gongsun attaches great importance to it, it was the servant Zhou who personally arranged to take care of the boy, and there is nothing wrong with it." Xia Houlan shook his head and told Zhao Yun that this soldier was not because there was no one to take care of his food and clothing or because he was humiliated.

"He once told his servant that he deeply felt the great kindness of Lady Gongsun and did not want to be a drag on her."

Zhao Yun suddenly felt suffocated. He closed his eyes for a long time and exhaled a long breath.

He particularly remembered that he was a tall and strong man from the North.

Xu Ye struggled for a long time, but finally could not accept that he had become like this and was a drag on others, so he found an opportunity to commit suicide by swallowing a spoon.

The so-called good medicine is probably just a lie to him.

"I remember that it was recorded in the roster that he had no family members?"

"No more." Xia Houlan shook his head. He received the news this morning and thought about it for a long time. If it were him, he would probably make the same choice.

"Let's bury them together with the fallen soldiers." Gongsun Yan wanted to build a burial mound for his family in Guzhu, and also found a piece of land nearby to bury the Yangqiuli villagers and the dead soldiers who had no relatives for future sacrifices.

Zhao Yun pulled the reins again, clamped the horse's belly, and urged Hei Yun to move: "Zixiu, there is no need to let Lady Gongsun know about this yet."

Zhao Yun didn't know what the restrictions were on Gongsun Yan's use of the medicine.

But he knew that if she heard about this, she would be depressed and blame herself for a long time.


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