Chapter Four Three Nine Misfortunes Don't Come Alone
Three days later, Puyang.
The New Year is approaching, but the Yanzhou Governor's Mansion is shrouded in gloom and mist. Two white lanterns are hung outside the gate, and bursts of crying can be heard faintly in the courtyard, occasionally mixed with a few angry roars.
Pedestrians passing by were surprised and hurried past the door. When they were farther away, they would whisper to each other.
"Why is there another death in the governor's office? Didn't Liu Shijun just finish his first seven years?"
"You don't know yet? Brother, the news is too limited." While the discussion was going on, someone on the roadside started to challenge him. The tone of the answerer was one-third of slightly artificial surprise, but also four-quarters of pride and three-quarters of it.
He was extremely gloating: "The battle over in Hebei is over. I heard that a brother of General Cao died in Hebei, so..."
"Is the war in Hebei over? What is the final outcome?" Passers-by were all interested. Compared with the funeral at the Governor's Mansion, the outcome of the war in Hebei was more noteworthy.
"Needless to say? The title of Overlord is not for nothing. Of course it was Wang Peng who won!"
"Hey! We can win this way. Doesn't it mean that Jizhou has a hundred thousand troops, and all the princes from all walks of life come together to help? Think about how many soldiers and horses there can be in a corner of Qingzhou, how come..."
"It's not about having too many soldiers, but being able to use them well to be a famous general. Think about that time when Xiang Jiao defeated Julu and fought against Pengcheng. In which battle was he not able to defeat more with less? Now this little overlord of Mount Tai may be even more powerful than Xiang Jiao back then.
So brave."
"So, the person in the mansion is also..."
"Isn't it? It was General Zixiao who died in the battle. Almost half a month ago, he joined forces with Zhang Shijun from Hanoi, with a total of 20,000 troops, and fought with Qingzhou fierce general Tai Shici's 300 cavalry in Wuyang, east of Qinghe...
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"How much? Did I hear wrongly?"
"Haha, that's right, it's twenty thousand versus three hundred!"
"Can you lose like this?"
"That's not true, but an army of 20,000 people besieged three hundred cavalry, but they didn't win. They were evenly matched..." The person who spoke was really well informed. Not only the results, but also the details were clear.
"Is this Taishi Ci still a human being? Even if he is brave enough to defeat the three armies, are his three hundred horsemen all warriors like him? Otherwise, how could they be so brave?" Everyone was shocked.
"Then what?" Rather than being amazed, more people are still more concerned about the subsequent progress.
"Then..." The well-informed person rolled his eyes and glanced at the Governor's Mansion not far away.
"It's freezing outside, so this is not the place to talk. There is a wine shop here. If you don't want to give up, sir, you might as well go in and have a drink, so that everyone can ask sir for detailed advice." There are still many smart people, and when they saw this look,
I understand.
Although Liu Dai died inexplicably, it does not mean that the hostile relationship between the Yanzhou and Qingzhou families has disappeared. In fact, in the current troubled times, there is no stable relationship. As long as there is no intention of surrender, the two families are close neighbors.
Always hostile.
Although it is not a crime to talk about the achievements of the champion prince in Qingzhou on the street, there are people in General Cao's house who have died. Talking in front of the door and getting into trouble is very bad.
One person suggested, and everyone agreed, and a group of idlers gathered into the roadside tavern.
After avoiding the cold wind and drinking a glass of hot wine, the audience was no longer as anxious as they were on the roadside. Someone actually asked me in detail from the beginning.
"This gentleman, do you know your surname? I don't have any other intention. I just want to ask you about the source of this news..."
"The name is not worth mentioning. I'm afraid it will be insulting to all of you, but it's okay to tell me the source of this news." The person who broke the news didn't speak and act like an ordinary person. He knew from a glance that he came from a good family. He didn't want to sign up, and everyone else didn't want to sign up.
Everyone understands that it doesn't matter if the news is spread privately. After the news is spread, if General Cao is harmed, there will be consequences.
"The dust and smoke in Hebei has subsided. Yuan Shao first fought with Wang Junhou in Gaotang and was unable to capture the city. Later, Wang Junhou flew across the river and surprised Yuan's camp first. Later, he fought with 20,000 Hu cavalry who came to the rescue, and they all won. The troops were victorious.
After his defeat, he had no way out, so he finally fled into the city, only to be scolded by You Zhengping in the city all night, until he was scolded to death!"
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the whistleblower looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "The Yuan family of the fourth generation and the third prince has disappeared and disappeared. The so-called hozenes disperse when a tree falls, because they admire Yuan Shao's reputation and gather from all directions.
All the famous people died, they were surrendered, and there were a few who escaped with their lives. As the saying goes: all prosperity is in vain."
The mist emitted by the hot wine carried a hint of mellow fragrance, and together with the man's low words, curled up in the cold air, and an indescribable atmosphere filled the air.
The fourth generation and the three princes, Yuan Shao, who not long ago dominated the world's princes and attracted the attention of everyone in the world, died unexpectedly. The way of death was so miserable, and he was scolded to death... How could it not make people feel that life is like a dream?
Rulu, what about the fleeting sense of disillusionment?
In the unspeakable silence, the topic about the Battle of Hebei continued: "The person who brought the news from Hebei was General Chunyu Qiong. General Chunyu arrived in Puyang yesterday. Mr. Wenli personally came to invite him to stay.
Xu, I heard that many celebrities were invited to attend the meeting, so the news must have spread in Yanzhou Shilin."
"That's it." Everyone was stunned.
Even though Chun Yuqiong was like a gray grandson in front of Wang Yu, and he was not highly valued in front of Yuan Shao, in fact, this person had a great reputation. Let alone anything else, just say that he was the eighth captain of Xiyuan.
This experience is enough to shock everyone.
In this experience, he was tied with Yuan Shao and Cao Cao. For the latter two, this experience was quite proud and glorious, so they naturally spared no effort in publicizing it. Even incidentally, Chunyu Qiong became famous.
Once I heard Chunyu Qiong's name and heard that Chunyu Qiong had attended a banquet hosted by Yanzhou celebrities, the credibility of everything this person said immediately changed.
For a time, some people were sighing, and some were filled with emotion, but no one questioned the source of the news. This is the celebrity effect in this era. Without celebrities as guarantees, it is difficult to spread rumors.
"Could it be that the general trend of the world has fallen on Qingzhou?"
"It's hard to say, isn't it? Even if we take Jizhou, we can't talk about dominating Hebei. General Hussar has always been known for his loyalty, so he can't just kill the donkey and point the knife at his former allies, right?"
"And Taifu Liu from Youzhou. Taifu Liu has a good reputation in the court and is also very popular in Youzhou. No matter how tyrannical and domineering the Hussar General is, he can't go against this kind and kind elder, right?"
"Returning from chaos to rule is not that simple. Let's talk about our Yanzhou. General Cao is also very ambitious. Cao Zixiao is a relative of his. He died tragically under Zhao Zilong's gun. How could he not work hard to rule and be determined to take revenge?"
"Don't forget Dong Zhuo! I heard that the fighting in Guanzhong and Hongnong is fierce. In Hedong, the joint strength of Lu Bu and Bai Bo has been broken. Dong Zhuo is very anxious to use his troops. Apparently he also wants to rush to the Sili area before the battle in Hebei.
It has been pacified so that we can compete with Hebei!"
"Alas, with these swords and weapons, all the people in the world will suffer after all."
Yanzhou, adjacent to Luoyang, has always been a gathering place for wealthy families, especially Dongjun. As the center of Dongjun, Puyang has an outrageous number of wealthy families.
A few passers-by who were wandering around on the street talked about the world's major events, and they actually spoke eloquently. They looked like they had read books and were well-informed. The reason why they didn't know what Chunyu Qiong said at the reception banquet in Bian Rang was simply that
It's just that I don't have enough status and didn't receive the invitation.
"It's strange to say that there are so many heroes gathered in the mere place of Qingzhou? Yu Jin, Huang Zhong, and Xu Huang are just three of them. They all followed the Hussars General from Luoyang, but Taishi Cihe
Zhao Yun is also a fierce general who can defeat thousands of people. The battle in Dongwuyang was simply...tsk, tsk, why did you surrender to Qingzhou without saying a word?"
"Isn't this simple? The hussar generals employ people in an eclectic way, regardless of their family background or reputation, only based on their true ability. Taishi Ci could only act as a messenger under Kong Beihai's tent. As soon as he entered Qingzhou, he was immediately entrusted with important tasks as a
The leader of an army went to war, dismounted his horse and trampled the company camp in Duchang City, and defeated Guanhai. This is not just a matter of knowing people, but also employing people without trust!"
"I heard that Zhao Yun is like this too..."
During the discussion, everyone showed an unconcealed look of envy. Someone suddenly asked: "So, maybe those of us from humble backgrounds...will have a chance to get ahead in Qingzhou?"
The discussion stopped, and everyone turned to look at the whistleblower, as if this person was Wang Yu's spokesperson.
No one is stupider than anyone else. This person is trying his best to promote Qingzhou’s achievements and say good things without any reason. Maybe he is sent by Qingzhou.
Of course, no one will break this rule, let alone report anything. Even if you report a spy, how much credit will it bring? It is more cost-effective to show mercy, just in case there is a chance to meet again in the future.
Although the general trend of the world is still unclear, the hussar general who captured Jizhou has undoubtedly taken the lead. If the rumors are true, it would be a good choice to go to Qingzhou to find a wife and a son.
"I don't know much about this matter."
The person who broke the news smiled and shook his head, refusing to continue. He changed the topic and said: "However, the battle is over and the roads are quiet. If you have time, you might as well go to Qingzhou and take a look. Hearing is false and seeing is believing.
Well. There are also many great Confucians and scholars in Taishan Academy, so it would be a beautiful thing to treat it as a study tour."
"It makes sense." Now, even more people were tempted.
Isn't it? It would be great to go and see for yourself. Cai Zhonglang, Kong Beihai, the father-in-law of General Hussar, as well as Bing Yuan, Guan Ning and many other great scholars are all in Taishan Academy. You can visit so many people in one visit, which is better than visiting them one by one in the past.
Study tours are much more efficient. If you have better luck, maybe...
Someone suddenly brought up a casual matter: "Someone said this before, but he has disappeared these days. Maybe he is gone after all."
"Is this happening? Who can act so smoothly?"
"Who else? It's the prodigal son of the Pan family. This son is a drunkard, but he often has no money to pay off his debts. When creditors come to ask for money, he says: Wait until someone gets rich before paying back. A few days ago, I thought about who it was.
The creditors were so anxious, and he heard the news from somewhere about the Hussar General's eclectic approach to employing men, so he went to Qingzhou alone."
"It turns out it's him! Let's see, if he can be employed, maybe we can also..."
"Brother Liang, you must be aware that walls have ears, be careful what you say, and be careful what you say."
Speaking of which, it has little to do with the initial resolution of doubts, but no one cares.
Most of the people were talking about the impact and shock that the Hebei War had brought to the world. Some people expressed their opinions on Qingzhou's employment style, and some people thought of related anecdotes. The atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became lively.
Although many people have shown a certain interest in Qingzhou's employment, it is obvious that there is still a long way to go before the excitement can be turned into action. However, the whistleblower who was suspected of being a Qingzhou spy did not show any impatience or dissatisfaction, which made the interested people
The people observing him were a little disappointed, secretly wondering if they had guessed wrong.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the long street. The sound shook the long street and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The person who broke the news reacted the fastest, turned around and pushed open the window. A strong cold wind blew in, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes. No one complained, everyone moved towards the window as quickly as possible.
Looking out anxiously.
"That person seems to be General Xiahou..."
"Which General Xiahou?"
"That's General Miaocai. This person should be his disciple Xia Houjie."
"Is it him? Didn't he go to Yingchuan to visit relatives when he was guarding Xi Zhicai? How come he suddenly...is in such a mess?"
"It's hard to say, maybe..."
While he was talking, Xia Houjie had already arrived in front of the house. He almost rolled down Ma'anshan without waiting for the guards to come forward to support him. Then, without waiting for his body to stand firm, he rushed through the door while rolling and crawling.
The next moment, a burst of heart-wrenching crying came from the house, gradually getting deeper and deeper.
All the spectators looked at each other, but no one noticed that the whistleblower had quietly left. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)