Chapter 108: The Border Pass Years Are Long and Long, Southern Hunan's Twilight is Worried and Busy (1)

"Get up."

Although Qing Mo Zheng was talking, Qing Luo and the champion general were not embarrassed to stand up.

"If you can't figure it out, what's the use of making you kneel? Time has been wasted, and you have lost face in front of all the soldiers. ”

Qing Mozheng knew that even if the two figured it out, they would not let the other party be punished "for their own sake".

Qingmo Zheng's daughter's temperament is very clear, but all the elders who approve it must be protected. What's more, because of his own mistakes, he asked his elders to be punished together? Instead, he wanted to make Qingluo blame himself for a long time.

The same is true of the champion general, whose beloved girl died in the war-torn years, and treats the children of the deceased as if they were his own children. Qingluo is a daughter's family in the end, and he is a teacher, so he is even more reluctant to punish his students.

"As for the punishment that deserves, neither of you will be less."

Just like the mistakes of the two of them this time, if Qing Mozheng did not punish the champion general in order to take care of Qingluo's guilt, and said such behavior without saying what the military order was, how could it be different from the fault of the two?

If one day Qingluo made a mistake, it was not the fault of leading the army in the army, but the negligence of the enemy. When the time comes, when the champion general is affected, do you want to talk to Lord Yama about your guilt and want the champion to return to his soul?

The reason why the Qing family can do a good job in this leading position for several generations is that it is far from possible to rely on the love of the family alone, and it is also the top priority to follow the order.

"Get up, you two, and go over there, and come back to me in two quarters of an hour......

"The punishment of the military order will be said tomorrow, first of all, I will punish you two for my father and brother, and I will have a long memory in the future."

The two of them received the order, and Qing Mozheng stepped into the tent, pacing back and forth, secretly sad.

The matter of the Northwest Army outside Jianmen Pass is still easy to solve, and the two of them have no bad intentions, but it will take some time to repair it.

Over there, Zheng Zhicen was still a hundred miles away from southern Hunan, and he saw the displaced people who dragged their families and families to flee to the north.

Groups of displaced people pushing wooden carts and leading cattle to plough dispersed the team that had come to deal with the heavy rain in southern Hunan.

"Old people, old people......"

"This ......"

The displaced people rescued the last thing they could take away, and rushed to their relatives living in various places, for fear that the last thing would also be flooded, where would they have time to care what Yue Anzhao said?

"Hurry up, hurry up, the government doesn't care."

Most of the people are kind-hearted, watching Yue Anzhao go in the opposite direction, while continuing to run for their lives, they don't forget to shout to Yue Anzhao, "The flood is coming, it's important to escape!" ”

"Yes, the government hasn't sent anyone so far."

When Yue Anzhao heard this, his heart was shocked, in ancient times, there were places to conceal the report, so that the imperial court did not know that the rainstorm had arrived, and it was not until the flood flooded the village that it sent people, but it was too late......

"When did it rain?" Sure enough, Zheng Zhicen reacted equally quickly, "My lord went out to do business and just returned to his hometown. ”

"It doesn't matter when this rain falls, little brother, take your master to avoid it!"

"I see that you are also conscientious people, and you don't have to take care of the grain and silver in the house, look at the clouds in the sky, and if there is another rain, don't say that there is a flood, and the river will rise to the fields!"

"Little brother, I won't tell you ......"

The man pushed the wooden cart filled with clay pots and rice grains and ran forward, regardless of whether he would leave some small objects behind, and he was full of only running for his life.

"Tsuki-sama, this ......"

"Master Zheng, don't worry, let's continue to move forward for dozens of miles, and we will be able to understand what the situation is in southern Hunan."

In fact, Yue Anzhao was also quite uneasy in his heart, the saint and the saint would not implicate local officials because of natural disasters, and the local government should not conceal it......