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80, Everywhere Moves (Part 2)

Seeing Xu Xuan's hesitation, Dong Lin quickly continued to analyze the pros and cons.

"Master Fu, please don't forget that the Yellow Turban bandits are the best at coercing the people. If you just let them go..."

"I'm just afraid that some of the rumors in the city will turn into prophecies."

"What Lieutenant Dong said is absolutely true." Xu Xuan pondered for a moment, thinking that Zhou Mu was conquering Xuzhou, and it was probably difficult to save the fire from far away, so he finally made a decision.

He asked: "Captain Dong, how many troops and horses do you need? Are you sure?"

"Three thousand people are enough to defeat thieves." Upon hearing this, Dong Lin patted his chest and said confidently.

"Okay!" Xu Xuan leaned forward, stared at the other person, and stretched out his fingers to make an overturning gesture:

"I'll give you six thousand troops!"

These words made everyone on the scene startled.

"Master Fu, the total number of soldiers in the city is less than five thousand." Wang Yi couldn't help but remind him:

"How to deploy 6,000 troops to quell the chaos?"

"The troops and horses in the capital cannot be mobilized in large numbers." Xu Xuan shook his head and looked at Dong Lin: "Lieutenant Dong, it's not that I don't believe you, but the situation is changing unclearly. I need to leave enough troops to ensure the safety of my county."

"I can only give you a thousand soldiers and horses in the city, half cavalry and half infantry, how about that?"

What, you just said six thousand, how did it turn into one thousand in the blink of an eye...

Are you kidding me?

Dong Lincheng's residence was not deep, and his dissatisfaction showed on his face.

You must know that he, a county lieutenant, can be regarded as one person less than ten thousand people in Qi County. He is also responsible for all military affairs, security and food, and is not someone who can be insulted and teased casually.

Even if that person is County Governor Xu Xuan.

"Your Majesty, please be patient." Xu Xuan smiled and reassured, "How dare Xu Baojian joke about important military and state affairs?"

"In addition to dispatching a thousand people from Linzi City, I will send a document today to order Bochang County and Li County to dispatch a thousand people each. Together, there will be three thousand people."

Hearing this, Jijiu Wang Yi couldn't help but interjected:

"For the government army, the troops in these two counties are already insufficient. If they are deployed like this, they may not be able to protect themselves."

"If Linzi is lost, the thieves will be extremely difficult to control. Can those two counties be saved?"

Xu Xuan suddenly turned his head and stared at Wang Yi with a determined look on his face: "Things have priorities. The first priority now is to do our best to defeat the Kou Ping thieves while ensuring that Linzi, our county's government, is safe!"

When he said this, he did not notice that a certain official on the left side of the hall changed his expression when he heard the words, and immediately the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was quite happy, and he couldn't help but smile.

But after a while, the official was sitting upright again, with a solemn look on his face.

At this time, Xu Xuanzheng said to Dong Linwen:

"I would also like to trouble the county lieutenant to work harder himself, and then go and gather a thousand men and horses."

"Master Fu, you have already said that you can only mobilize one thousand people from this city." Dong Lin was speechless: "Where can I go to summon these one thousand people?"

"Now the thieves are coming with force." Xu Xuan took a sip of hot tea and tapped his fingers on several cases:

"We, the army and the people of Qi County, need to be united."

Da da da...

"The military and the people are united..."

Dong Lin muttered to himself for a while, looked at Xu Xuan, followed his gaze to several cases, and suddenly realized:

"Chief, you mean to ask several big households in the city..."

"cough..."

Xu Xuan interrupted the other party and continued: "Jun Lieutenant, as you are a local, it is more appropriate to speak up about this matter."

"I understand." Dong Lin nodded repeatedly and made some calculations in his mind:

"If we work together like this, we can indeed gather more than a thousand people."

"It's just the county guard, there is still a gap of two thousand people..."

"We in the county have tried our best. If the troops are still insufficient, we will naturally have no choice but to ask for help from our superiors."

Xu Xuan looked at Wang Yi:

"Immediately write a document, explain the whole story, ask our governor for help, and ask him to send two thousand strong troops to help Qi County defend the territory against the enemy and quell the bandits."

"Sir, Zang Hong was appointed by Yuan Shao," Wang Yi said hesitantly, "I may not agree..."

"He will agree." Xu Xuan's eyes flashed and he looked around at everyone:

"If he doesn't agree, we will ask another Qingzhou governor for help."

"This guy is doing nothing when he sees danger. It's reasonable for us to find another source of help..."

Saying that, Xu Xuanwang winked at everyone and said with a smile: "Neither Yuan Benchu ​​nor our Zhou Mu can find fault, right?"

It was rare for the county governor to show such a narrow-minded attitude, and everyone quickly laughed in unison.

Tian Kai was another Qingzhou governor appointed by White Horse General Gongsun Zan.

From 191 to 194 AD, there were actually two governors in Qingzhou at the same time.

The era of divided empires is nothing unusual.

.......

Yanzhou, Chenliu County.

The back garden of the Sheriff's Mansion.

Today is a crisp autumn day, and the prefect Zhang Miao is holding a banquet here.

The number of guests was not large, but they were in small groups. They were all dressed in blue and white robes, elegant and handsome.

He is eloquent and gentle, speaks loudly, discusses classics and quotes, and talks endlessly.

"The red dress with beautiful sleeves is dancing on the silk leaf. It is staggering and kicking, sitting up and holding the head low. Smiling kindly and moving the red lips..."

"This work by Duke Bojie is so beautiful in terms of emotion that it makes people feel intoxicated." A young man commented with admiration on his face.

"I rather appreciate Duke Bojie's narrative poems." Another young man also murmured softly: "When I pass through the field and look at the northern border, I realize the territory of Weikang. When I take charge of the city, I feel more sighing, and my uncle's family is full of sighs.

Start business."

Duke Bozhe was none other than Cai Yong, a well-known minister and Confucian scholar who was well versed in classics and history, good at poetry and poetry, and was also proficient in music, rhythm, and calligraphy.

He is truly talented and elegant.

Such a well-known local man naturally makes the whole county of Chenliu people proud and always talks about it.

"Uncle Ji is a great talent in the world, but he was convicted for his words, and it's not going to stop..." Zhang Miao couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What a pity, what a pain."

"Everyone, please fill up your cup and let us all respect Mr. Bo."

As soon as he finished speaking, a maid came forward with a pot, and everyone raised their glasses at the same time and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, a scribe with a clear face suddenly sighed.

"Gongtai, don't be too sad. Wang Yun forced Duke Bojie to death, but he also lost his body and his family."

Zhang Miao thought that the other party could not let go of Cai Yong's death, so he took the initiative to offer words of comfort: "It can be seen that the cycle of natural laws and retribution will not be satisfactory."

"I am not sighing because of the early death of Duke Bozhe."

The scribe was Chen Gong, a famous scholar from Dongjun County. Hearing this, he shook his head:

"It's just a pity that a person like Cai Bojie has become a close friend of some cruel people."

Hearing this, the whole place fell silent.

Everyone knew who he was referring to, but no one dared to answer the question.

Zhang Miao knew his temper and was not surprised. He just smiled and casually changed the topic.

As Chen Gong continued to remain silent, soon the atmosphere on the court became harmonious again.

While Zhengxing was drinking heavily, the steward of the house tiptoed over. After waiting for a while, he chose an opportunity to approach Zhang Miao, handed over a roll of official documents, and spoke softly.

"Master, this is the news that just came today."

"Yes." Zhang Miao took the letter and looked at it for a few times before his expression changed drastically.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing this, Chen Gong leaned over and asked.

"Gongtai, please calm down first." Zhang Miao looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and chose to speak bluntly.

"There was news from the front that Bian Wenli raised troops to rescue Xuzhou, but was intercepted by Xiahou Dun on the way..."

Looking at the other party's livid face, Zhang Miao couldn't bear to say the last word "kill".

boom!

Chen Gong took action.

The force was so great that all the wine cups and plates in front of the table were knocked over.

Drinks flowed all over the floor;

Countless fresh melons and fruits fell on the plain cloth on the floor;

The whispers and laughter in the entire backyard disappeared instantly.

After a long time, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Cao Mengde!"


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