Chapter Eighty-Two: To the West

Lord Thorn Shi was not convinced, and went to the book one after another.

Such as 'Cheng Guanren does not enter the military tent, does not know the danger of war, although there are many soldiers and horses, there is no place for them!' ’

'Cheng Guanren is just a small county guard, so self-respecting, just under the Tianzi Sect, with bad intentions! ’

Cheng Liu shook his head with a smile, and the news from the palace was even more annoying.

"There is no war in Danyang, and then guarding the gate of the Son of Heaven, great achievements, how can you say that you have bad intentions?"

It is said that at that time, Lord Thorn Shi was trembling with anger by this sentence, but he raised his pen, thought about it carefully and put it down.

Qiu Liang came to Yangzhou is not a bad thing, Cheng Liu just asked Gan Ning to take over Yingchuan County, anyway, he originally came over there, and he can also be familiar with the military and civilians there, and he will integrate relatively quickly.

And he only needs to continue to sit in Jianye, and wait for the Yellow Turban Thief's power to be slowly consumed by the imperial court, and then send troops to do the finishing work.

"Hehe, the cruelty of the battlefield? I don't know if your old man is in the history of assassination and has been on the battlefield for a few days? ”

After Cheng Liu said something to himself, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

The identity of the Ziqiugang assassin has been found out, but what Cheng Liu didn't expect was that it was actually someone from Liangzhou.

But according to Yu Yukui's analysis, this should be Xiqiang's secret agent.

"Xiqiang wants to take advantage of the fire to rob?"

Yu Youkui explained: "Xiqiang's national strength at this time is not enough to support another protracted war, but in the face of the Han family's precarious situation, they naturally want to swallow Liangzhou in one bite, and they still use lightning speed. ”

Cheng Liu immediately understood what she meant.

After Zhang Jiao's soldiers and horses started from Jizhou, almost half of the general trend of the entire Liangzhou was stolen by him, although the imperial court still had heavy troops on the Xiliang defense line, but it was just for show.

Empress Dowager He wanted to deal with state affairs first, and then deal with foreign wars, but the current situation seems that Xiqiang has the motive to take the lead.

The atmosphere fell silent.

The young fish waited for a while before asking, "What should we do?" ”

"Damn, even if this Liangzhou is not the Han Dynasty, it can't be robbed by Xiqiang, and the northernmost Xiongnu has always been eyeing each other, if Liangzhou is a precedent, the defense lines of Bingzhou, Youzhou, and Jizhou will collapse, and the remnants of Zhang Jiao are busy resisting the imperial army, and they will definitely not care if the backyard is on fire."

The fish baby sighed.

"Even if you want to manage it, you are a little powerless, and the imperial court army should not think about it, so they sent assassins to assassinate you, maybe not because of anything else, it is precisely because you are currently the most respected person in the Han court except for He Jin."

Cheng Liu does not deny this, the Yellow Turban thieves are rampant, and the situation of the heroes will be completely uncovered in two years at most, but during this period, Cheng Liu does not want to give the territory to outsiders.

The wolf dog still knows how to protect food, not to mention that Cheng Liu is still a promising young man who has received nine years of compulsory education!

"Xiaoyu, are you familiar with this Liangzhou?"

The fish baby sighed, feeling his goosebumps fall to the ground.

"I'm not familiar, but if you want to dispatch soldiers and horses, it's a little difficult, almost all the nearby states and counties are dragged by the yellow turban thieves in Zhangjiao, and I don't know when you want to fight, if you want to dispatch soldiers and horses now, it's for a cool state, and it's impossible for the palace to give up the Han family to help you."

There seems to be some truth in saying this, but Cheng Liu already has a plan in his heart.

"Xiaoyu, I have to go to Xiliang, will you go? How about we keep Xiqiang out of the Western Front? ”

"Damn, do you really want to defend the country?"

"It's another thing to say if you can keep it, but you can't just send it out for no reason!"

……

The cold winter snow spread a thick white makeup on the official road, and a group of horse-drawn carriages slowly moved along the white makeup.

There was a stove in the car, the charcoal fire was not hot, and the two waitresses leaned on the side of the man in a white brocade hat and ermine fur, each with a thick blanket on his hand.

The driver is steaming hot to warm his palms, and when he needs to pass through a steep mountain road, he will shout to the horse convoy behind him, be careful of the short feet (cliff feet)!

Along the way, in order to avoid the blizzard, Yizhuang closed the gate and refused to accept customers, and some inns were overcrowded, so Xiao Er had to burn firewood in the yard.

The carriage arrived in front of an inn, and Xiao Er put his hands in his sleeves and walked over with small steps.

"Yo, come to the big guest, wait outside the hospital!"

Cheng Liu touched the stove in his hand, only the residual temperature remained, and then he looked at the charcoal fire, all of which were extinguished, leaving only sporadic fires, I am afraid that after half a cup of tea, it will become his stove warmer.

Wei Yan followed from the last convoy, and the two adjutants led Hu Cong inside.

"Get off the carriage and take a break, and add some charcoal."

Cheng Liu patted the sweet potatoes and summer cicadas that were still asleep, and then opened the curtain.

The snow was falling, and the cold wind penetrated into the carriage, and the warmth maintained all the way suddenly became a biting cold.

Cheng Liu got out of the carriage, Hu Cong had already guarded the surroundings, and sweet potatoes and summer cicadas also followed to the front.

Wei Yan walked up to him and asked, "Childe, are you resting inside?" ”

Cheng Liu nodded slightly, hid his hand in his sleeve, and followed Wei Yan and Xiao Er into the back room.

Outside, a thatched hut built in the courtyard was burning piles of firewood, and a large pot was placed on it, as if boiling water.

The local people are fierce, and they also eat with guys, and they are placed on the table horizontally and vertically, complementing the broken bones, but it is a bit like the scene described in the martial arts novels that Cheng Liu read a few years ago.

Retracting his gaze, Cheng Liu plunged into the inn.

The smell of wine in the sky was soaring, and the sound of punching was louder than the greeting of the running hall, and after seeing Cheng Liu and his party come in, he just squinted at it, and continued to bow his head to do his own thing, eating vegetables, drinking wine, and continuing to punch.

"Xiao Er, you are tired, help me add some charcoal."

"Come on, guest officer, I see that your little stove is very exquisite, unlike our things in the north, which are from the south, right?"

Cheng Liu handed the stove out and smiled: "Good eyes." ”

Sweet potato and Xia Cicada also followed in at this time, after all, they were two big beauties, which immediately attracted the attention of many people, and a pair of eyes couldn't help but look them up and down.

"Where's Jiang Xue?"

Cheng turned his head and asked the sweet potato standing next to him.

"I said it was too cold outside, and I refused to get out of the car."

Cheng Liu glanced at Wei Yan outside the door, greeted him, and asked him to bring Jiang Xue in.

Xiao Er interjected at this time: "Guest officer, do you want to eat something?" The charcoal fire will help you add it immediately, and there is also soju in the small shop, which is just right to warm up, and the girl in front of you is reluctant to get off the carriage, and she is not afraid of freezing this day after taking a sip of soju. ”

After speaking, Xiao Er added with a smile: "Don't want silver." ”

Cheng Liu took it with both hands, the wine was warm, and the wine jar was slightly hot, he turned to ask with a smile: "Looking at your business, if you have a pot of soju per person, it will cost a lot of money, right?" ”