In such an era of famine, the wish of the Yellow Turban refugees is very simple, they just want to have a full bite to eat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that cooking has begun in the camp, the turbulent Yellow Turban soldiers have all quieted down, and even if they quarrel, they have to eat enough to have their strength.

Zhou Cang smelled the fragrant smell of rice millet and looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers who had calmed down, and admired Bo Cai more and more in his heart.

I didn't expect that burying a pot to cook, a seemingly ordinary thing, could play a soothing role at a critical moment.

This time, Wang Guoxue was obedient and had been waiting silently at the door of the camp, and not far away, the Yellow Turban soldiers lined up in an endless queue to eat.

The fragrant rice millet aroused the cravings in the belly of the Yellow Turban soldiers, and everyone sat on the ground in twos and threes and swallowed it in large gulps.

After a long time, after the guards in front of the Bocai tent changed, Wang Liucai walked forward quickly, and said with both hands: "Wang Liu, please see Dafang!" ”

The soldiers in front of him naturally recognized Wang Liu, and one of them nodded, turned around and walked into the big tent.

After a while, the soldier came out and said in a deep voice, "Be generous, please!" ”

Wang Liu tidied up his clothes, walked in quickly, and clasped his hands into fists: "Meet Dafang!" ”

Bo Cai smiled, hurriedly waved his hand, and said quietly: "What, does Mr. have any high opinions?" ”

Wang Liu's mouth had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said with a smile: "Generous, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, although our side is still glorious in this battle, at least let the defenders of Changshe know our determination to attack the city, and the sacrificed believers can be regarded as worthy of death." ”

Bo Cai's face was expressionless, and what echoed in his mind was the human tragedy, and after a long silence, he sighed and said, "This is not a war at all, it is clearly a death." ”

In fact, Bocai still has not said a word, this is not a war at all for these people who have lost the land on which they depend.

Qin Zhong once asked Bo Cai, if because of personal gains and losses, thousands of people are in fire and water, then, is this war just?

At this time, Bo began to think about this problem, and from the beginning he did not have the idea of "the Han family is dying and replacing it".

Qin Zhong said that the eunuchs' poison will be eliminated, so why should he be in a hurry?

A look of loneliness appeared on Bocai's face, these peasants and people went to farming about the same, do they want to capture Changshe City with a hoe and an iron catalpa?

"People are always going to die!" Wang Liu said lightly, in his eyes, the lives of the homeless people were like mustard.

"However, just let them be cannon fodder, how can I bear it?"

The corners of Bocai's mouth grinned slightly, and his eagle-like sharp eyes looked at Wang Liu in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Of course, all things are born, and only people are precious!" ”

The corners of Wang Liu's mouth grinned slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The eunuch party is in turmoil, and the Han family is in danger, this is the destiny of heaven. ”

"In the past, the overlord of Western Chu, brave and unparalleled, the siege of the wall, there is no way to return to the sky, and now 100,000 soldiers are generous, besieging the long society, and in time, the long society will be broken!"

Wang Liu bent down slightly and said softly, he secretly thought, because of the trouble of the party, Emperor Ling is tantamount to cutting off his arm, and the scholars have always believed that it is impossible for them to be with those eunuchs and eunuchs.

Moreover, the scholars and eunuchs are like fire and water, and now, Emperor Liu Hong of the Han Dynasty favored the eunuchs, and intensified the crackdown on relatives, county kings, and scholars and gate lords, and many people of insight were promoted to such an insignificant position as Yilang.

Let's ask, who else can be reused around Liu Hong?

Liu Hong's uncle is now the general He Jin, a butcher, such a vulgar person, it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, what is there to fear?

"Generous, people are not born to wear clothes and cook, let alone build a team of victories who can fight well!"

Wang Liu paused and said in a deep voice: "If you don't fight, if you don't go through a thousand tempers, how can a new soldier become a veteran?" ”

When Bo Cai heard this, his pupils condensed, he looked at Wang Liu in front of him, and asked casually, "Could it be that you are a bachelor?" ”

When Wang Liu heard this, his face sank, and the gloomy gaze in his eyes flashed, and after a while, he said quietly: "I have been reading for a few years, but unfortunately, because there is no one to support me, I have never had a career in office!" ”

Bocai sighed slightly, and sure enough, he was a depressed reader again!

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the scholar clan gate lord controlled the bureaucratic system, and sought an official position by raising filial piety and honesty, of course, you can also buy an official and a half position by weighing the money, and Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty even issued a regulation to allow buying officials on credit.

In short, Emperor Han Ling's purpose was to squeeze out the money bags of those landlords and celebrities who had sharpened their heads and wanted to enter the officialdom!

It turns out that a false name is a good thing!

Bo Cai looked at Wang Liu in front of him, faintly containing his own figure, the only difference is that he is not so cynical.

A depressed reader can come up with such a rebellious idea!

Bo Cai felt a faint chill in his back, Wang Liu didn't think about it so much, but said in a deep voice: "Doesn't the elite just need the tempering of blood and fire?" ”

Wang Liu paused, and said in a deep voice: "Especially if you want to fight with the elite soldiers of the Imperial Palace Forbidden Army, how can you subvert the sky and promote my Huangtian divine power without going through a test of blood and fire?" ”

At the same time, Zhou Cang returned to the big tent and entered the dream after a while.

In the early morning, the golden sunlight shone on the ground through the cracks in the tent.

Zhou Cang opened his sleepy eyes, reached out and rubbed his somewhat sore eyes, got up and stretched, got dressed, and got up to wash.

Li Jia pushed open the curtain, walked over quickly, and said with a bitter face: "Qu Shuai, it's not good, that little old man went to the big tent to talk crookedly again." ”

Little old man?

Zhou Cang touched the back of his head, looked at Li Jia in front of him puzzled, and asked suspiciously, "Who?" ”

"It's the guy who trespassed into the Dafang military camp yesterday!"

Zhou Cang rolled his eyes, oh, it's just a planned Wang Liu, this kid won't come up with any bad ideas again.

At the beginning, it was this Wang who had bad intentions and said a lot of literary and crepe words, and the result was the fiasco of Pei Yuanji and the vanguard army.

No, we can't let this kid harm us anymore, otherwise, I don't know what moths will be born!

Thinking of this, Zhou Cang lifted the curtain and hurriedly walked out, and bumped into Pei Yuanshao head-on, and his face was gloomy and he hurriedly walked towards Bocai's big tent.