203 homesickness
"Ping Guogong, what do you think you are going to do today?"
Since Tang Ping came, he wandered around the barracks every day, or looked at the Hou Junji camp opposite on the city wall.
As for the fact that there is no army or anything, even the drill has not seen the army he brought to drill.
Liu Bo was anxious, he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, and he had to look forward to Tang Ping, but he turned out to be yellow again?
Tang Ping put away his mobile phone and said casually: "It's okay today, hook ......."
Before he finished speaking, he felt Wang Qingluan's gaze beside him, and hurriedly said, "Go feed the puppy that Tang Tang picked up yesterday."
Liu Bo was sweating profusely, you came with an army of 100,000, and you were busy feeding your daughter dogs?
If it weren't for Tang Ping, I'm afraid he would have jumped to his feet.
Fortunately, Tang Ping is like a new generation of war gods in the Tang Army, and Liu Bo estimated that Tang Ping's move had a deep meaning, so he didn't say anything.
Tang Ping took people to feed the dogs, and Liu Bo had subordinates to report.
"Boss, grab a little work."
"What's so strange about catching a little work?" Liu Bo disagreed, this Yanzhou is between the Turks and the Northern Yan, so don't do too much.
Not to mention catching one, sometimes it is possible to catch three or five a day.
"This is different, this fine work has a secret order on him, but he doesn't know that their secret order has been handed over to us by a traitor among them."
Each country will have its own secret order book, and a few days ago, there was a fine work from the Northern Yan Protectorate who couldn't help but tempt the Tang Dynasty and handed over the latest secret order.
Hearing what his subordinates said, Liu Bo knew that he was afraid that this secret order was not so simple.
"What's the secret code?"
The subordinate looked left and right, then leaned close to Liu Bo's ear and whispered, "Assassinate Ping Guogong!"
Liu Bo gasped, if something happened to Tang Ping here, let alone add an official to the knighthood, I am afraid that Li Shimin can go directly to Yanzhou to cut off his head.
"What else?"
"No, there's only action time on it, and I don't know the details."
"Did you make a move?"
"The subordinates have been tortured, and in the end, the other party can't bear it, so they are recruited, they are one-way contact, and now they only know that it will be done tomorrow night, but the number of people is unknown, and the specific action is also waiting for their leader to arrange tomorrow, but I know the location of the assembly, which is in the south of the city."
Nanchang Street is a bazaar where Tang, Turkic, Northern Yan and even nearby Silla and Goguryeo people would trade.
It's a good place to be there.
"Then you quickly take people, control Chengnanchang Street for me, find suspicious characters, and take them down directly."
"Yes, sir!" The subordinate gave up his hand and was about to leave, but was stopped by Liu Bo again.
"What's wrong? Boss." The subordinate asked puzzled.
Liu Bo's face was cloudy, and it was naturally a great achievement to arrest the assassin in advance, but can this credit be compared to winning Hou Junji?
If it's your own......
After hesitating, he spoke again: "Forget it, don't go to Chengnanchang Street."
"Not going?" The subordinates were stunned, and they all knew that the assassins would assemble there, so why not go.
"If we take control of the South Street of the City, can you guarantee that we will be able to wipe out the Assassins? If you can't catch them all, won't you be harassed by them in the future? Only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days?"
The subordinate thought about it and shook his head, Chengnanchang Street is too complicated, and there are everyone. The assassin was mixed in the middle, and who knew who the assassin was before he made the move, and it was really unlikely that he would be able to ensure that he was caught in one catch.
"So let's lure the snake out of the hole, their target is Ping Guogong, as long as we strengthen our vigilance around Ping Guogong, when the time comes, we will catch as many assassins as possible, so as to prevent future troubles."
"The general is wise!" Liu Bo's subordinates said with admiration, "The subordinates will arrange it
, make sure to keep the mansion where Pingguo lives as solid as gold!"
"Go ahead, and remember, not only the mansion where the Pingguo Gong lives, but also all the important places in the city must be strictly guarded! Before an assassin strikes, it is likely to cause chaos elsewhere, distract our vision, and attract our attention, so you need to be prepared in advance!"
"Rest assured, the Assassin will not be given a chance!"
The subordinates hurriedly went out and arranged personnel to arm, and Liu Bo felt that his heart was beating hard. ap.
He knew that he was playing with fire, but he was confident that this Yanzhou City was firmly controlled by himself, and Hou Jun wanted to succeed if he gathered a few assassins?
Who doesn't know that Pingguo Gong favors his wife and children the most, and he came to Yanzhou this time, but his wife and children followed.
As long as he let Ping Guogong be assassinated, and then he came forward to resolve this crisis without danger, then Tang Ping would inevitably be furious because of the assassin!
At that time, he will naturally do something to Hou Junji, and the opportunity to make great contributions will come.
The people who learned about this were all Liu Bo's henchmen, so Tang Ping didn't know that an assassin wanted to assassinate him, and he just took Wang Qingluan and his son and daughter to play in this small town every day.
Although it is not as prosperous as Chang'an, it is close to several northern countries and has frequent business and trade, so it is also very lively, and there are many new things that Chang'an can not see, so it will not be boring every day.
He didn't come to fight in the first place, Hou Junji's more than 100,000 troops were placed there, that is, the current Tang army has more powerful firearms, once the battle is to take Hou Junji, I am afraid that at least more than 10,000 casualties on both sides will be able to decide the victory.
Or maybe the tens of thousands of dead and wounded were finally reported to Tang Ping, which is just a number, but behind it there must be thousands of broken families, which Tang Ping does not want to see.
Of course, the Northern Yan Protectorate must return to the control of the Tang Dynasty, and only by controlling the Northern Yan Protectorate can the influence of the Tang Dynasty radiate to the Northeast, and then affect Silla, Baekje, Fusang and other countries.
"Dad, when are we going home?"
Tang Tang's words interrupted Tang Ping's thoughts.
He squatted down and wiped the sugar stains on the corner of Tang Tang's mouth because of eating sugar gourds, then touched her head and said, "What? I'm hungry and want to go home for dinner, huh?"
"It's not going back to this home here, it's going back to the home where Aunt Xiaoluo is!" Tang Tang looked at Tang Ping with big eyes and said.
"Oh, Tang Tang is missing Chang'an's home?"
"Well, we've all been out for a long time, I think Aunt Xiaoluo, Brother Xiaobai, and Uncle Tieniu......" She counted them one by one on her fingers.
You must know that Tang Ping and they went to Nanyang not long after she was born, and in Shanghe Village, Xiao Luo has always been taking care of Tang Tang, and in the heart of the little girl, Xiao Luo's status will not be lower than Tang Ping and Wang Qingluan.
"Okay, then let's go back to Chang'an for dinner today, Dad hasn't eaten Aunt Xiaoluo's cooking for a long time."
After speaking, Tang Ping was suddenly stunned.
Her daughter is only three years old and still homesick.
It is said that it is difficult to leave the homeland, so the soldiers who followed Hou Junji on the other side were originally from all over the Central Plains.
Now that Hou Junji is in possession of one side, and their families are still in Datang, don't they miss home?