Three days later, Yan Guang led the team to complete the resettlement of the local people, and some of the less damaged houses were repaired.

This happened dozens of times in the past six months, and they had to drive away the locust-like stragglers while fighting the frontal troops of the tarts.

The most important thing is that the supply of grain and grass is not enough, before the summer and autumn seasons are good, it is good to say, I can deal with it, but now it is winter, and the warm quilt is gone, it seems that this winter will be very difficult.

What does it matter if you go into battle to kill the enemy, you are afraid that you will not die on the battlefield, but will be starved to death and frozen to death in the barracks.

Majia Village, which had just been ransacked, has been a simple village since Yan Guang can remember, when his grandfather led a team to be stationed here, there were several wounded soldiers in the team, and the village chief also killed the hens that laid eggs for them to stew.

In recent years, the imperial court has not paid salaries in a timely manner, and the villagers of Majia Village have come up with a small number of rations to support them.

Yan Guang, who had walked more than ten miles, turned back again, and the village behind him had long been submerged between the mountains and rivers, and after this winter, whether it was the villagers or the people who were stationed there, or the people of the entire north, they would all be reduced to being enslaved by foreign races.

As a descendant of the Yan family, he can still see this situation, but the people in the capital can't see it, and they are still buried in their own calculations.

Even if the country is broken one day, those people will not be affected much, and some of them will even have a good way in tart humility, and their positions will only be high and not low at that time.

……

"General Yan, I don't know how many descendants the Yan family has now?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice sounded next to him, and Yan Guang subconsciously replied:

"It's just me and my father."

After saying that, he realized that something was wrong, and if he didn't talk about this kind of thing, he knew that the way he asked the question alone was a little strange.

Wang Quanquan also noticed that the other party looked strange, and then smiled and said:

"The general is not strange, Zhao has been wandering the rivers and lakes since he was more than ten years old, and he once took a look at the majestic posture of the old general Yan from a distance, and he expected that the Yan family should be prosperous."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Guang couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, his father was indeed extremely ridiculous when he was young, relying on the shadow of his ancestors, he often lingered in the land of fireworks, and almost made his grandfather angry to death, and his family was also defeated, and later he repented and joined the army.

The "majestic posture" in this kid's mouth shouldn't be the scene when the father was on the girl in the Qinglou, right?

When Wang Quanquan looked at him like that, he knew that he had said the wrong thing again, and continued with respect:

"The scene of the old general reviewing the three armies is still fresh in Zhao's memory."

"Oh... Do you mean that when my father participated in the school review, he was the leader of the gang all his life, and he was only mixed with the title of a general with no real power when he was old, and this is still the first emperor to remember that he was the descendant of the Yan family.

My father was afraid of blood and death all his life, and if it weren't for the care of his grandfather's subordinates, he would have been pulled to the front line to make head. ”

"Forehead ......"

Wang Quanquan never expected that he had been filming for a long time, and he didn't say anything about it, and he touched a hand of horse manure, he smiled awkwardly and stopped making a sound, at this time Yan Guang took advantage of the situation and said:

"Since Brother Zhao respects his father so much, then go back to the barracks with me, and just go to the capital and stop by."

"Then Zhao will be disrespectful."

……

Wang Quanquan wanted to know what made the seven gourd brothers become a gourd seedling back then, but just after revealing the stuffing one after another, he didn't dare to say any more superfluous nonsense.

After a pause, Wang Quanquan leaned next to Zhu Shen, who had no heart, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Zhu, Zhao has been away from Beijing for too long, I don't know what the situation is now, I heard you say that the government is controlled by a eunuch, I don't know what he has done?"

"Oh, that's too much."

Speaking of this stubble, Zhushen suddenly came to his senses:

"The gelding dog is named Wei Jin Tang, when he was still an ordinary father-in-law, he had already begun to deceive the upper and lower parties for personal gain, and then the new emperor ascended the throne and served as the eunuch of Bingbi, and when he had great power, he was corrupt and perverted the law to frame Zhongliang, but he did not do anything with others.

Now half of the court is his people, and the appointment and dismissal of official positions is no longer up to the officials to His Majesty, and what is even more odious is that he has set up an arrest factory, nominally collecting intelligence and arresting traitors, but in fact it is to help himself eradicate dissidents.

Many ministers in the court wanted to impeach him to His Majesty, but before the excerpt could be handed out, he was first imprisoned, and the people in the capital also suffered. ”

Takeshen gritted his teeth, as if he had some deep hatred with the other party, and this was indeed the case.

His grandfather was originally a servant of the Ministry of Officials, because he did not want to be in the same stream with the Wei, Jin and Tang Dynasties, he was transferred out of the capital and degraded again and again.

Wang Quanquan's face was calm from beginning to end, trying not to show a distorted smile, a eunuch who brought disaster to the country and the people, this is a character only in the history books.

When he was the prince, he cut down two eunuchs, one was the head of the internal affairs office, who was corrupt and perverted the law, and the other was a celebrant and palm seal, and rebelled together. Perhaps it scared a lot of people, so that no one dared to cross the thunder pool for decades later, but now that he has the opportunity, he can't have a good time.

"Brother Zhao, you seem to be very happy."

"Is there one?"

Takeshen scratched his head, "Maybe I was wrong." ”

……

The group walked along the border, and saw a deep valley on the way, which was caused by Wang Quanquan's sword back then, looking at the jagged moat, he couldn't help but sigh - no matter how much he did, it was in vain, but as long as there was a descendant who was not angry, the efforts of the previous generations would be in vain.

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Seeing his lost appearance, Zhu Shen thought that he was sighing that his skills were not as good as others, so he said encouragement:

"Brother Zhao has such swordsmanship at a young age, which is not easy. That Zhao Jianshen must be a true immortal who has attained the Dao, so that he can cut through the territory with one sword.

However, Brother Zhao should not be discouraged, it is said that in recent years, some people have seen Zhao Jianshen traveling around, often acting chivalrous, if Brother Zhao is lucky enough to meet, you might as well worship him as a teacher to learn two tricks. ”

Wang Quanquan turned his head in surprise when he heard this, "Has anyone seen Zhao Zhiyi?" ”

Takeshen nodded, "I also heard from others, his appearance is no different from the clay sculptures in the temple, and there is only one way to shoot each time." ”

Wang Quanquan's brows furrowed, and at this time, Yan Guang's voice came from the side:

"Here we are."

Looking up, a large military camp appeared in front of me, it was evening at the moment, the cooking smoke was faint, but it did not carry much oil smell, and the most smelling was the aroma of white porridge.

A middle-aged man walked out of the barracks when he heard the sound, saw Yan Guang, and grinned:

"Son, are you back?"

……