On the fourth watch, before dawn, Yuan Lang couldn't sleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are many reasons why I can't sleep, one is that I don't adapt to the water and soil, and I have been having stomach trouble in the past few days, and I have been going back and forth several times, and I didn't get better until this time.

The second is the concern for their families and the people who stayed behind in the cottage, I don't know that they have been out for the past few days, but they are all right, and they have been tossing and turning for a long time and have been unable to sleep.

The third is that the barracks began to bury pots and cook on the fourth watch day, and the hungry victims or soldiers who were hungry all night had already lined up in the bustling queue waiting to receive breakfast.

Yuan Lang walked out of the big tent, and Pu Yangxing, who was on duty there at night, was woken up by Yuan Lang's movements, and quickly grabbed a robe and chased him out.

"Huang Shuai, it's humid outside, please put it on!"

The beginning of winter is approaching, and it is on the outskirts of Jizhou City, so the place where the army is stationed does feel a little cold.

Putting on the robe sent by Pu Yangxing, Yuan Lang instantly felt a lot warmer, not to mention, taking this Pu Yangxing with him, not only did he have a talking companion and an official who gave orders, but he was also carefully taken care of everywhere, and he was really glad for his original decision.

"Huang Shuai, Huang Shuai ......"

Yuan Lang saw that in the hazy morning light, a person riding a white horse came towards him.

"Bai Shuai!"

Yuan Lang was excited, because the person who came was none other than Zhang Baiqi, who led the rear army and escorted a large number of victims, so that he arrived late.

Yuan and Zhang excitedly clasped their hands together, and Zhang Baiqi, who was in the dust, was obviously a lot haggard.

"Xiao Xingzi, go, get two bowls of gruel!" After Yuan Lang finished instructing, he rode to Zhang Bai again, "Bai Shuai, talk in the tent!" ”

Zhang Baiqi didn't see Yuan Lang for a day, so naturally he had a lot to say to Yuan Lang, just heard Zhang Baiqi say as soon as he entered the big tent: "Huang Shuai, there are more victims than we imagined, there were about two or three thousand people who followed us at first, and when I marched, thousands of people were added in one after another, and now I came to this Jizhou city to see, there are a lot of them here, so it seems that these victims must add up to at least more than 10,000!" ”

"Sit down and talk!" Yuan Lang sat on his knees, and then said to Zhang Baiqi on the opposite side of the case, "Bai Shuai doesn't need to worry, I already have a way to settle these victims!" ”

Then he told Zhang Baiqi about his earlier arrangement, and if you want to say that there is only Zhang Baiqi who can really have a heart-to-heart with Yuan Lang in this army at present.

After listening to Yuan Lang's narration, Zhang Baiqi said with a sad face: "Whether Fu Gong and others are really as insightful as Huang Shuai said, it is not yet known, there are still variables in this, let's bet on him alone, I am afraid that there will be omissions!" ”

It turned out that Yuan Lang sent a letter to the object of the letter last night was Fu Zhu, he loved the house and Wu, and the first person who thought of being able to settle these disaster victims outside Jizhou City was naturally the only one who was frustrated.

In Yuan Lang's letter to Fu Zhu, he put forward several opinions to Fu Zhu, one is that those who win the hearts of the people win the world, and he hopes that Fu Zhu can start from the overall situation, start from humanitarian care, and be able to help; For example, Yuan Lang suggested that the counties around Jizhou City are vast and sparsely populated, so they can be registered and compiled into the permanent population of Jizhou, give them acres of land, let him support himself, and increase taxes for Jizhou City; Thirdly, Yuan Lang suggested that some of the strong people in this group of victims could be recruited as soldiers, and they happened to be incorporated into the army of the Sour Jujube Alliance; Fourth, these victims of the disaster have accumulated day by day, and if they blindly surround and suppress them without channeling them, it will inevitably lead to a situation in which the officials are forced to rebel against the people, and the gains will outweigh the losses.

Therefore, Yuan Lang's letter to Frustrated Grant is a sincere power, hoping that Frustrated Grant is not a confused nerd, but a virtuous strategist who has insight into the overall situation and analyzes the disadvantages of the times, and hopes to persuade Han Fu with the charm of Frustrated Conferencing is much more convenient than making his own words.

But what Zhang Baiqi said is not unreasonable, the risks in this still exist, although he is very confident in Fu Zhu, but Han Fu and his people Yuan Lang have no bottom in their hearts, whether he can adopt his own suggestions passed down from generation to generation, it seems that it is really difficult to say.

Yuan and Zhang talked about it again, including Yuan Lang's analysis of the current disharmony between Jizhou and Yuan Shao, the necessity that Yuan Lang should put away his edge and taoguang to cultivate obscurity, and Yuan Lang's request that Zhang Baiqi continue to lead the rear army and receive the military tasks promised by Han Fu for grain and grass and baggage.

The two had a good conversation, and they quickly reached a consensus on each other's requirements or suggestions for themselves.

After talking for a while, Zhang Yan and other leaders heard the news of Zhang Baiqi's arrival, so they came to Yuan Lang's military tent to meet each other, and after meeting, they couldn't help but say some warm words.

Zhang Yan was not a mother-in-law, and after he learned that the vanguard army under his command had been assembled and received three hundred war horses from the Jizhou Horse Farm, he asked for the order to march forward.

Yuan Lang asked Zhang Yan to take all the existing grain and grass of the three armies, and after a few words, he responded to Zhang Yan's request for marching.

Soon after Zhang Yan left, Pu Yangxing also came to tell him that the Chinese army had also been assembled, and asked Yuan Lang whether to pull out.

Yuan Lang issued a commander's order, leaving the military tent built to the soldiers of the rear army to rest, and the Chinese army took over the baggage of the rear army and immediately opened it, and issued three killing orders, those who disturb the people will be killed, those who violate discipline will be killed, and those who neglect the army will be killed.

"Huang Shuai!" Zhang Bai rode outside the gate to see off Yuan Lang, and said excitedly, "After receiving the grain and grass, I will come to catch you, and we will meet in Qinghe County!" ”

Yuan Lang asked Zhang Yan to go first with all the grain and grass, so as not to make it even more difficult for the large army to accumulate together, so Yuan Lang's current Chinese army, including Zhang Baiqi's rear army, did not have a single grain and grass, and they had to wait for the grain and grass promised by Han Fu to be in place, that is to say, the Chinese army and the rear army must be combined into one, otherwise it will be cut off and the grain and grass will not be supplied.

Qinghe County is a rather small county in Jizhou, about forty or fifty miles away from Jizhou, so Yuan Lang and Zhang Baiqi made an appointment to meet there, and then went on the road together.

"Bai Shuai, don't worry, let's see you in Qinghe!" Yuan Lang arched his hand, and then reined in.

"Ahead, is it General Yuan?" Before Yuan Lang could order the march, he saw a team of hussars running not far away, dressed as a Confucian leader, rushed to Yuan Lang and continued, "But General Yuan? ”

Yuan Lang saw that this person was extraordinary in appearance and polite in conversation, and then looked at the cavalry behind him in a heroic manner, and knew that it was the official army of Jizhou at a glance, so he replied: "Under Yuan Lang, dare to ask why Mr. is here?" ”

The Confucian priest bowed his hand and said: "Under Liu Zihui, who is currently engaged in the governance of the Hanzhou pastoral tent, at the order of the state pastor, he came to accompany the general, and gave a mink qiu and a pot of Zhuangxing wine to show the gratitude of the state pastor!" ”

As soon as Yuan Lang heard it, he knew that Han Fu was grateful to him, and it was obvious that he had placed a person to monitor him by his side.

However, the other party is so sincere, Yuan Lang has no reason to refuse, as the so-called people have to bow their heads under the eaves, so they have to agree with a thousand thanks. 、

The Chinese army drove on the road, and it was still Huanglong who was in front and Baibo at the end, and Yuan Lang was in the center. Liu Zihui was a Confucian student and couldn't ride a long-distance horse, so Yuan Lang, who had not recovered from his injuries, invited him to his carriage.

"Sir, please take a sip of hot tea!" Pu Yangxing waited with the car, he actually cleverly hid a bag of hot tea with a futon, and just took it out at this time as Yuan Lang entertained Liu Zihui.

Liu Zihui took the hot tea gratefully, took a sip, and said with a smile: "The tongue is fragrant and rinsed, the head has the best taste, good tea!" ”

Yuan Lang wanted to laugh when he heard it, didn't he know if he had good tea, Pu Yangxing was just the most ordinary tea, and this Liu Zihui actually dragged the text.

"Let Mr. smile, there is a lot of inconvenience when the march is outside, please forgive me for neglecting Mr.!"

Liu Zihui can say polite words, won't Yuan Lang be able to, of course, he has to accept it.

"Haha, Gonghe is right, generals are different from ordinary generals, humble!"

As soon as he heard Liu Zihui talk about frustration with Gonghe, Yuan Lang immediately came to his senses and asked, "Ao, Mr. knows Mr. Gonghe?" ”

"The general's words are inappropriate, I work with the public and the master, how can I not understand the reason!"

After Liu Zihui finished speaking, Yuan Lang also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly apologized.

Liu Zihui waved his hand and said, "The general thinks little about the small place, but the big thing is extraordinary!" ”

Yuan Lang asked puzzledly, "What does Mr. mean?" ”

Liu Zihui said bluntly: "I happened to have a conversation with Gonghe last night, and it just so happened that the letter sent by you, General, arrived!" I am close friends with Gonghe, so Gonghe told the general bluntly in his letter, and he knew the general and his person, otherwise he would not take the initiative to take over the responsibility of 'supervising the army'! ”

Seeing that Yuan Lang was a little confused, Liu Zihui continued: "The general's troops originate from the 'Yellow Turban Army', and Han Zhoumu needs to take precautions, so after discussion, he plans to send a prison army. If the prison sent is a traitor, I am afraid that there will be a suspicion of separating the general and the state pastor, so the public and the general who are recommended to accompany the general are loyal to the lord and private, and the general is to report the suffering of the more than 10,000 victims outside Jizhou City! ”

Yuan Lang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he heard this, this frustration could actually think of such a far-reaching idea, and he really deserved to be the strategist and virtuous minister he fancied.

With Liu Zihui accompanying him, Yuan Lang really has a lot of knowledge, but he didn't expect this person to be well-read and knowledgeable, and his knowledge really made Yuan Lang itch in his heart. This Jizhou City is really a good place for outstanding people, if you want to achieve great things, these rare talents, you must fight for them, and it is cheaper than leaving it to Han Fu, Yuan Shao, who will occupy Jizhou in the future.

The law of social existence is the survival of the fittest, and this law is especially good in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. In such a turbulent era, only the strong have the right to speak, and only have the right to control their own lives and even their families.

Yuan Lang knew this very well, so he knew that if he wanted to survive in this era of the jungle, he had to make himself stronger.

There are many factors for self-strengthening, and recruiting people from all over the world for one's own use is one of the more important factors, and it is also the way of the king that Yuan Lang knows deeply after a thousand years.