In the evening, the devil finally stopped crying, and he began to think about his family's poverty and his ambitions since he became a soldier.

Well, the biggest ambition in the mouth is for their emperor, and the biggest ambition in the heart is to feed the family.

This ambition is so realistic that Guan Ping has found a familiar feeling again.

Listening to Yun Shanshan, there are also many people in the devil country who are unwilling to fight, if they can be united, they will definitely be able to inflict heavy losses on the enemy and lay the foundation for future combat success.

Unite all forces that can be united.

This Guan Ping didn't quite understand it at first, but watching this devil named Akiyama take out the radio and send a message after eating and drinking, he seemed to understand something.

Akiyama quickly got in touch with his superiors, saying that their foreign bank had been looted by a group of routs before, and the big shopkeeper had been killed by the rebels, and he hid in order to ensure that the radio was not lost, and now with the help of the righteous Jia Liangcai, he finally rebuilt the contact point and got in touch with his superiors.

Guan Ping was quite worried when he heard this answer, and he was not stupid, so he might have to send someone over to investigate, if he came one or two hundred at a time, it would be troublesome.

But Yun Shanshan was very calm, she told Guan Ping that the devils were already small, and there were only a few dozen people guarding many of the big cities they occupied in the rear, and now that they were advancing in a hurry, how could they have time to come to this kind of rural place to investigate. Sure enough, Akiyama's not infallible answer got the reply from above, and they asked Akiyama to invite Jia Liangcai to serve as the president of the maintenance association, try his best to help the devil collect food and supplies, and find the specific whereabouts of the anti-Japanese forces.

"What about this?" Guan Ping said, "You can't really collect food and supplies for them, right?" But if you don't do it, won't the flaws be immediately revealed in a few days? ”

Yun Shanshan's apricot eyes moved slightly, and she smiled:

"Mr. Guan, don't worry, we will hang up the devil's signboard to collect food and materials, and this will soon bear fruit."

Guan Ping's previous research on the tactics of encircling the city from the countryside had repeatedly stuck at this step, and it was a very uncomfortable thing to collect grain in his own occupied area, not to mention that he had to give it to the enemy, but Yun Shanshan didn't seem to have much resistance, but thought that this was an excellent opportunity.

If she hadn't lost her mind, it might have been a bit of a doorway to say. Anyway, everything will decompose in a few days, as long as this passage to and from a thousand years can be kept stable, everything can be slowly verified.

Guan Ping's men are drinking on the boat, and Guan Ping is embarrassed to continue to enjoy food in a world thousands of years later. Yun Shanshan and Jia Liangcai were embarrassed to say that Guan Ping came in a hurry this time, they didn't prepare any gifts, if Guan Ping didn't dislike it, they would try their best to get some canned food and something like that next time they came.

Guan Ping didn't care, what he wanted most in his heart was, of course, a powerful Type 38 rifle, but this could only wait for Jia Liangcai's maintenance to be established.

With this path guaranteed, he can come and go here freely at any time, and then he has to verify whether the tactics of this millennium later are good in his own time.

Refusing to send the two off, Guan Ping quickly returned to his own time, he returned to Shiyang by boat, and heard from his subordinates that someone had been waiting for him for a long time.

He also thought that Liu Bei had sent someone to Shiyang to deliver the news to him, and hurriedly invited that person to come to his temporary Taishou Mansion to meet.

The soldier who could be summoned told Guan Ping with an embarrassed face that the man was already waiting for Guan Ping in the Taishou Mansion.

What?

Although Guan Ping's Taishou Mansion has just been listed, although Guan Ping's military and political dignitaries are not complete, there are only a few people who can be mobilized.

But he is also the Jiangxia Taishou personally arranged by Prime Minister Cao Cheng, even if Jingzhou Thorn Shi comes, at least he has to agree to enter the door, and now he runs directly to his house to wait......

Calm down, maybe it's your own people?

Guan Ping didn't dare to ask, and rushed into his Taishou Mansion with a suspicious stomach, only to see a young man in a brocade robe who was the same age as himself and quite elegant and elegant sitting in his main hall.

The young man, richly dressed, holding a book in his left hand and a jug of wine in his right, was concentrating on the words of the book.

There was a young Confucian scholar standing beside the young man, both of whom were wearing snow-white plain silk robes, and their belts, crowns, and swords were inlaid with jade.

The three of them sat and stood in pairs, and the older scribe standing on the right side of the young man looked helpless, as if he had been embarrassed by the atmosphere and could not breathe, but the scribe on the other side looked smug and contented, and he didn't bother to look at Guan Ping.

He didn't bother to look at Guan Ping, but Guan Ping noticed the appearance of this person - I saw that his left eye was normal, but his right eye was extremely small, as strange as suffering from eye disease, this appearance made Guan Ping couldn't help but sigh.

The scribe felt Guan Ping's gaze, and the smug look on his face quickly disappeared, clearly revealing a hint of resentment.

Guan Ping looked at him, and wanted to salute and ask where the three people came from, but when he remembered Fu Xun's "advice" before, his face was immediately covered with a layer of haze.

"What are you looking at?"

He snorted.

The small-eyed scribe was taken aback and was speechless for a while, Guan Ping raised his voice again and said sharply:

"I said you! Who are you, what to see! Kneel down for Ben! ”

"You! You know who I am! ”

The small-eyed scribe was shocked, and the older scribe hurriedly stopped between the two and said with a wry smile:

"Hanoi ......"

"It's none of your business." Guan Ping flicked his long sleeves rudely, grabbed the scribe's sleeve like a chicken and dragged him aside, and then strode to the small-eyed scribe's side, grabbed his collar, and threw it in front of the brocade-clothed young man without saying a word.

The small-eyed scribe never expected that there would be such a grumpy person in the world, and he actually started to do it just because he glanced at him, and he was unsuspectingly and fell hard, and he screamed in pain.

The brocade-clothed young man could no longer maintain his previous breezy look, his face was flushed, he got up angrily, and shouted:

"Stop! What crime did Zhengli commit? Why punch and kick each other! ”

Guan Ping took a large number of the brocade-clothed young man up and down, and said with a smile:

"My view of the prince is extraordinary, why don't you know the law?

This is Jiangxia Taishou Mansion, where the military aircraft is located, and if a certain person is not here, the public trespassing will be like a rebellion.

If Sun Liu's spies are here, do I still have to salute him? ”

"You ......" The brocade-clothed young man's face was blue and red, he gritted his teeth lightly, and breathed a few times quickly, finally calming himself down a little.

"Hmph, okay, you are too guarded, where is the seal?" The young man stretched out his palm, "What about your Taishou Seal?" ”

Guan Ping smiled and said:

"Get along with Cao Cheng."

"Really?" The sneer on the face of the brocade-clothed young man was even worse, he touched the long sleeve of his right hand, and took out a wooden box from it, and the wooden box was opened, and there was a copper seal inside.

"My name is Cao Zhi, and the word is built. I don't know if I've heard of it? ”

"I have never ......"

Cao Zhi: ......

At the age of 17, Cao Zhi was already able to write the famous "White Horse Chapter" in history, and his talent dimmed the stars of his contemporaries Jian'an's seven sons, and his father and brother, who were also quite accomplished in literature, could only look up to his amazing talent - but this did not stop Guan Ping from hearing of him.

Guan Ping is either fighting a war or studying how to fight, and living on the tip of a knife is to survive by being stronger than others, how can he have time to understand what poetry and literature.

Cao Zhi became famous, but in Guan Ping's eyes, his reputation was indeed far inferior to Cao Ren, Cao Hong, and Cao Zhen.

Well, he's been very practical in that regard.

The small-eyed scribe before also stood up with difficulty pressing his waist with his hand, he stared at Guan Ping with a resentful expression, and said with a cruel smile:

"Before your letter arrives, how dare you call yourself too guarded? Dare to ask, you can put the Son of Heaven in your eyes! ”

The older scribe looked helpless, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

The fourth prince was already proud and frivolous, and when he came here, he saw that Taishou was not there, although it was slightly out of order to enter the house, but it was harmless, Yunshan should be smart and should quickly ask for guilt, which is good for everyone.

But I never expected this person's temper to be so fierce......

Hey, no.

If this person was violent, why didn't he throw fire at his son?

Guan Ping looked at Cao Zhi, who was holding Yin Xin in front of him and sneering at him, and then looked at the small-eyed scribe with an arrogant face, and sneered:

"Who are you?"

"Pei Guo Ding Yi." The man grinned arrogantly, "General Yun, you haven't answered a certain question before, and your letter hasn't arrived, why do you call yourself Taishou?" Didn't you put the Son of Heaven in your eyes! ”

Guan Ping looked at Ding Yi's nonsense appearance, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Dare to ask what position Ding Lang has in office?"

"So-and-so, white body."

Ding Yi's father Ding Chong had a good relationship with Cao Cao, and Cao Cao was very grateful to Ding Chong for his great contribution to his army, so although Ding Yi was white, he was still loved by Cao Cao, and he could often give advice to Cao Cao, and he almost married Cao Cao's daughter.

He did not actively seek officials, but always stayed by Cao Zhi's side as a guest, discussing poems with Cao Zhi, and giving him advice to improve his reputation.

Cao Zhi is currently Cao Cao's favorite son (Cao Chong is dead), and there is a good chance of taking over Cao Cao's power in the future.

Yun Shan is just a martial artist, because he was still a little useful before, and Cao Zhi lacked a foundation in the army, he showed a hint of recruitment, but he didn't expect this person to be so irritable and rude.

Hey, do you really think Prime Minister Cao Cheng really pampered you, a martial artist?

Ding Yi smiled, he looked at Guan Ping's gloomy young face, and couldn't help but feel a trace of jealousy in his heart.

He had a marriage contract with Cao Cao's daughter before, but Cao Pi got in the way, thinking that he had an eye disease and would definitely not please his sister, so Cao Cao made the decision to cancel the marriage contract.

This made him angry in his heart, and he became more and more unhappy when he looked at Guan Ping's delicate face.

He really wanted to admire Guan Ping's deflated expression, it was best to show full fear and uneasiness, and finally bow at his feet in fear and beg for mercy, so that he could trample on the dignity of this martial artist to his heart's content.

Well, no, what dignity does a foundationless martial artist have?

"White?"

"Not bad."

"Really?"

"Seriously."

Guan Ping's face slowly showed a sinister smile, and then, his fist tightened suddenly, and before Ding Yi could react, Guan Ping's fist had already smashed Ding Yi's chin from the bottom up!

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