Lu Guitang saw Chai Yu's expression becoming more and more embarrassed, and the joy in his heart was even greater, it was difficult for him, as a magistrate in Dingzhou, to worry about the war and military supplies in Shuobei.

He smiled: "Regarding the military supply, this king naturally has arrangements, and the firewood spur Shi can rest assured." ”

Chai Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, not understanding where he could conjure up a lot of silver coins in such a situation at this moment.

Lu Guitang sighed softly, his tone suddenly became deeper, and he said, "And this matter happens to be related to the third thing that this king wants to say to the assassin history." ”

Chai Yu listened attentively.

"Military supplies are not a trivial matter, and it is absolutely impossible to use the silver money used on the people to fill the military needs, but there is private money in my uncle's house, I have counted it, although it will not help Shuobei, but it is enough to fill the military needs of Dingzhou."

At this moment, even Shang Guyuan was stunned, how much time had passed since he followed Lu Guitang out of Bianliang City to Dingzhou City, was there a month? When did he count Li Changping's family background clearly.

In fact, Lu Guitang not only knew how much silver money there was in Li Changping's mansion, but even found the silver tickets.

And take it with you.

He took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and pushed them in front of Chai Yu, smiling freely, "Chai Thorn Shi has been in Dingzhou for many years, so he naturally knows which silver number these silver tickets should be exchanged for, right?" In this way, I have to bother the assassin to send someone to fetch the silver. ”

Chai Yu took the opportunity to take the stack of silver tickets into his hand to see, they are all large silver tickets, and it is roughly estimated that there must be hundreds of thousands of taels, Li Changping is the uncle of the country, born in the family of the emperor's relatives, and it is not surprising that there is such money in the mansion of Dingzhou.

It's just that in this way, the military quartermaster in Dingzhou is still out of their own pocket, and Chai Yu can't help but feel embarrassed.

He knew that Lu Guitang had made up his mind, and he knew that there was no other way, so he solemnly accepted the money, but another thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "Your Highness? ”

Lu Guitang mentioned the third thing, but he knew that this third thing would not be as simple as just a silver ticket, it was about Li Changping, so ......

Lu Guitang looked at him and nodded slowly.

"Not bad. My uncle's body also had to be taken care of. ”

Since Li Changping's death, this news has been blocked by Lu Guitang and others, and everyone only said that Uncle Guo was seriously injured, and no one knew that Uncle Guo was no longer alive.

Now that Lu Guitang intends to go to Shuobei, as soon as he leaves, someone in the army will definitely preside over the situation, if that person is not Li Changping, the people and soldiers will definitely have some guesses.

When speculation turns to suspicion, hearts and minds are lost.

Shang Guyuan sighed slightly, Lu Guitang had mentioned this matter to him before. "Does Your Highness want to make the news of Uncle Guo's death public?"

Lu Guitang's eyes deepened, and he nodded slowly.

In his voice, you could hear the pain.

"Yesterday's war, the people came forward to help because they benefited from their uncle, what reason do I have to hide from them, that is my uncle is true, but he is also the patron saint of the people of a city, and now General Huixiao is martyred, even if the people learn the truth, they will not be angry. It has nothing to do with the people's heart, this is my heart. ”

Shang Guyuan and Chai Yu were both silent, and the man in front of him was making a bet with himself, not to ask the people for understanding, but to let Li Changping, who had entered the soil but not necessarily be safe, see how the people he had guarded for many years knew his kindness.

This is Lu Guitang's intention, and Shang Guyuan and Chai Yu have not obstructed it.

In the afternoon of this day, Lu Guitang openly announced Li Changping's death in the midst of the whole army's joyful celebrations, and the whole army was in an uproar—

In the barracks, Wang Yancai, Chen Wei and Li Changping were the most affectionate and righteous, and when they heard this news, it was like thunder, and it was difficult to accept it for a while, so Wang Yancai immediately asked, "Your Highness, why did Uncle Guo die?" ”

Lu Guitang didn't intend to hide it from everyone, and at the moment he explained how Li Changping suffered from an old illness, and how he was later treated with benefits and torture, and everyone only felt in a trance, in a short period of time, Uncle Guo died, and even General Nahui was no longer alive.

The so-called karma, isn't that what it is?

Only Huang Hao in the crowd was not very calm, if he didn't go against the court at the beginning, Li Changping would not have fallen into the old disease, and he would have to bear a lot of responsibility for this matter, Huang Hao thought that he would be attacked by the group, but surprisingly, no one blamed him.

Maybe this is what Lu Guitang said: In the Dingzhou Rebellion back then, it was my court that abandoned the people of Dingzhou and ignored them, so the people were slaughtered by the Gui family, which my Lu family owes you, so now that my uncle has died under your knife, we can be regarded as two families, and I can not count this account on your head.

Regardless of whether they are high or low, everyone has a rod and scale in their hearts, and whether Huang Hao is guilty or not, they know it clearly in their hearts.

At this point, everything was in line with people's expectations, no one made trouble, and no one blamed Lu Guitang for concealment, only 50,000 troops and tens of thousands of people went out of the city to worship Li Changping.

There is a lonely mound outside the city of Dingzhou, which is buried in the famous general who protects the people, and is also the most respected person among the relatives of the emperor today.

Lu Guitang walked with the people, the twilight gradually sank, and the paper money, fire candles, melon and fruit tributes, and spiritual artifacts were placed from the lonely tomb to the city gate.

The voices of people spread out in his ears, and the sound of alternating footsteps, regrets, and cries resounded in Lu Guitang's ears.

At this moment, endless loneliness rose in his heart.

Thousands of people shuttled by the side, but no one stopped, only he stood alone, the rising moon was stiffly reflected on the man's regular clothes, did not see the severity of the diarrhea, only felt cold and sores, such as wearing heavy filial piety.

Lu Guitang turned his gaze away from the lonely grave and looked at the moonlight pouring down.

Seeing the moon and thinking about people, I don't know if the father and mother who are far away in Bianliang are safe, I don't know if Gu Jin, who is far away in Shuobei, is safe, he is miserable in his heart, except for the silent silence and the dawn that is about to run, he can't wait for anything else.

The silence at the gate of the city did not disperse for a long time, and the people of this family finished their memorials, and the people of that family went out with lamps, and everyone wanted to put incense on the pillars for the people who guarded the safety of their city.

Lu Guitang didn't wait any longer, since the Dingzhou was drawn, he had delayed a day, and now his heart was more concerned, when the night was thick, he put on his armor and got on the horse, farewell to Chai Yu and Wang Yancai and others, and Shang Guyuan and Huang Hao led 50,000 troops and 10,000 mountain bandits to the northern Xinjiang city.

When they set out, all the people knelt down to see them off.

Lu Guitang sat high and looked back immediately, paper money and incense fluttered around the crowd, like a quiet painting, he collected the coldness in his heart, turned to face the yellow sand in the north of Shuo, and the smile on the corner of his mouth condensed slightly.