Chapter 128: Deng Ai
Deng Ai started farming, and the fertile fields on both sides of the Weishui River are everywhere.
Numerous ditches connect Weishui and extend to the interior, surrounding Wubao and Fengsui according to the topography.
A field, a dock fort, and a beacon are like a small city.
There are too many troops to have a foothold, too few troops, and they are not an opponent of Dock Fort.
A field is a military unit.
The autumn harvest has passed, and the farmers are still replanting crops such as beans and millet, and in addition to farm tools, there are also spears, bows and knives.
Some of the dock forts are also equipped with war horses.
Among the peasants who worked, there were always a few men with strong bodies and knotted arms.
It is not difficult to imagine that these farmers are not simple farmers.
You can pick up a knife and cut someone.
The Qin people established the country by ploughing and warfare.
The northwest, where the people are strong, can only gain a foothold in farming and warfare.
A soldier is a farmer, and a farmer is also a soldier.
In other places in Longyou, although they are also divided into military tun and min tun, the tuntian guests are no different from serfs, and they have neither enthusiasm for farming nor enthusiasm for defending the land.
It is very different from the hot scene in Nan'an.
The people of the time praised: Where Ai is, the wilderness is opened, and the army and the people are abundant.
This is no lie.
The art of war is cloudy: the husband and the general, the assistant of the country. If the auxiliary Zhou is the country, the country will be strong, and if the auxiliary gap is the country, the country will be weak.
Deng Ai not only knows the soldiers, but also is good at assisting the country, and is a real good general of the country.
It can be compared with the Han general Zhao Chongguo.
Less than half a day after I first came to Nan'an, I met four or five patrolling rangers along the way for interrogation.
Yang Zheng took out the Wei army card, claimed to be Xiping Guo, and had something important to enter Chang'an.
The ranger was still unwilling to let go, Liu Heng was about to explode on the spot, and was pressed down by Yang Zheng.
In someone else's land, more is better than less.
They were then taken to a field.
A group of farmers were plowing the fields, and a dozen armor soldiers were on the alert.
Yang Zheng couldn't help but wonder, do you still have such a big pomp and circumstance when you farm a field?
One of the peasants walked out, dressed in sackcloth, holding the corners of his sleeves and trousers, holding a rake, and looking at Yang Zheng with burning eyes.
Yang Zheng's whole body trembled, isn't this Nan'an guarding Deng Ai Deng Shizai?
At the beginning of the military discussion, Yang Zheng had a deep impression of Deng Ai.
And now, no less profound.
A county is too guarded, ploughing between the acres.
In Cao Wei, who is becoming more and more flashy and extravagant, it is too rare.
The characters Yang Zheng has seen in his life, Cao Zhen, Xiahou Xuan, and Xiahou Ba, inadvertently, always have some lofty nobility on their bodies.
The generals of Longxi are all three wives and four concubines, with a wide house and fertile land......
"This, this is not the capital of Longxi, the commander Yang Xingyunhu?" When Deng Ai doesn't speak, he is quite dignified, but when he speaks, he always has an inexplicable sense of joy.
Being recognized, it didn't mean anything to pretend again, so he bowed and said, "Yang Zheng of Longxi pays a visit to Deng Taishou." ”
If the other party has malicious intentions, he will not report his name, and will directly chop it as a traitor.
The sharpness in Deng Ai's eyes dissipated, "In the first battle of Fengzhong, the child was rescued by the generals and generals, and he has not yet thanked him, and he passed through Nan'an today, and he should be the friendship of the land and the landlord." ”
"It's a matter of Wei Chen, helping each other."
Deng Ai and Guo Huai wore a pair of pants before, but they never expected to be so easy to talk in private.
"That's a good point." Deng Ai was quite appreciative, "The big and great generals gathered the mediocre people, but I didn't expect that there were still people around me who could be useful." ”
A cold sweat appeared on Yang Zheng's head.
It's not easy to speak, and it's so open-mouthed.
Cao Shuang is in the limelight, although you are Sima Yi's dogleg, you can't say it so directly.
Deng Ai was originally a farmer, and he had never been promoted by Wei En in his life, if he hadn't been promoted by Sima Yi, he would probably still be squatting in the field.
Deng Ai in history seems to be a bold and reckless character, more than 10,000 lonely troops smuggled into Yinping, forced to surrender Shu, did not get an order, he was rewarded, worshiped Liu Chanxing Hussar General, Shu Han Prince as Fengche Captain......
violated the taboo of the Sima family, and eventually led to the disaster of killing.
Yang Zheng hugged his fists and laughed dryly.
He is a big man, he can say whatever he wants, but he doesn't dare to answer.
After all, it was the Cao family's bowl.
"Yang Du, Du Wei is deep and strategic, it's a pity to stay under Xiahou, Mrs. and Fu have always cherished talents, and they can introduce one or two to you and you." Deng Ai actually dug up the corner of the wall.
Yang Zheng also felt a pity, but not for himself, but for him, he died of a monstrous achievement, and in the end of the Western Jin Dynasty, Sima didn't take Deng Ai's credit too seriously.
The heirs were also sent to the Western Regions as slaves.
"Thank you for being too good-willed, and there is still military affairs in the future, so I will leave." Yang Zheng didn't dare to stay longer, today's events were spread, Deng Ai might be fine, and it would be difficult for him to say.
Things gather like and people are grouped.
Cao Shuang has a large number of fox friends and dog friends around him, and there is a miasma of smoke.
And Sima Yi's side, Jiang Ji and Zhou Tai's generation, all of them are scheming.
Deng Ai laughed, "Then there will be a period later, later." ”
"There will be a date later." Yang Zheng got on the horse, said goodbye and left.
After Nan'an, through Tianshui, through Fufeng, into Chang'an.
Just as a cavalry escorted a dozen prisoner wagons to arrive.
The cavalry was tall, the armor was gorgeous, the black silk silk, the cyan cloak, the running, fluttering with the wind, very gorgeous.
However, Yang Zheng could see at a glance that these knights did not come out of the battlefield.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Immediately, Lang Guan waved his horsewhip and whipped pedestrians at will.
Chang'an is the capital of Han, the head of Yongliang, how many people come in and out every day?
More than a dozen people were hit by horses' hooves.
Fortunately, the cavalry was not fast, and the fallen men crawled and dodged the horses' hooves.
But no one, including the guards at the gates, dared to say a word.
Only dare to whisper behind your back.
"This is someone from the Tingwei Mansion."
"I heard that they are arresting the Du family."
"I'm afraid the Du family will be ...... this time"
Tingwei, Du family?
Yang Zheng was shocked, who else could there be in the Du family near Chang'an?
Isn't Du Shu the history of Youzhou Thorn, the general who holds the Jiejie Jianwei?
Losing ground so quickly?
In the six or seven prison cars, there were more than a dozen men and women, and their expressions were quite desolate.
Yang Zheng suddenly saw Lang Zhong Du Kuan, who had looked at him with his nostrils......
Since the Han and Wei dynasties, the three ethnic groups have been exterminated, and the Wei Wu has been decisive, Kong Rong, Ma Chao, Zhang Miao, Dong Cheng, etc., have been wiped out by the families of the three tribes.
Today's Duch has long since declined.
In the environment of Sima Yi and Cao Shuang's struggle for power, it is very likely that he will be killed as an example to deter other clans that are attached to Cao Shuang.
Yang Zheng couldn't help but be a little worried about Du.
There are no eggs under the nest.
In history, Du Zhuan was middle-aged, and he was still reused by Sima's family.
But the arrival of Yang Zheng has changed the original trajectory of history.
With the rise of Xiahouba, the struggle for power will only become more fierce.
Do you know if Du will be the first batch of martyrs?
However, among the prisoners, Yang Zheng didn't see Du Yu's shadow, and he didn't know how he was doing now.
After the cavalry entered the city, the city gate was calm.
Yang Zheng didn't have the heart to appreciate the scenery of Chang'an, so he hurried to the governor's mansion.
Xiahou Xuan is not what it used to be, there is a lot of traffic in front of the door, and the people who want to see him are like carp crossing the river.
Yang Zheng had already prepared, handed over the famous thorn, and was introduced into the mansion by his subordinates.
Liu Heng and others rested in the side room.
However, the face of the governor of Yongliang is not so easy to see.
Yang Zheng waited in the guest room for a full hour, and there was no one to bring tea and water, tired and thirsty.
It is said that Xiahou Xuan would not be like this before, and I don't know if he has a lot of opportunities to take care of it, or if he is deliberately cool.
If it's the latter, beware.
After suffering so many losses, Yang Zheng has also learned to be obedient, and his joy and anger are invisible.
After waiting for another hour, Yang Zheng's mouth was dry, tired and hungry.
I don't know what Xiahou Xuan means.
This doesn't seem to be Baume & Mercier's hospitality.
Just as patience was gradually exhausted, two maids came in with tea.
As soon as you enter the door, you will be fragrant.
A maid was plump, slightly exposed, with a charming look between her eyebrows and eyes, like a ripe fruit, looking at Yang Zheng's eyes, also with a hint of moisture.
The other maid was dignified, with her head down, her face still wearing a veil, and she was always staring at Yang Zheng out of the corner of her eyes.
Yang Zheng is not a saint, and his attention is naturally attracted by the first maid.
I feel more dry and my body is a little swollen to varying degrees.
However, as a human being in two lives, there is still basic self-control.
Take a few more looks, and that's it.
What kind of screen has not been licked in later generations?
His eyes gradually returned to normal, and he was thirsty and hungry at the moment, and his gastrointestinal needs were greater than his physiological needs.
And Yang Zheng was not stupid enough to do anything to the maids of the Yongliang Governor's Mansion.
Arching his hand at the two maids, Yang Zheng picked up a bowl of tea and poured it into his mouth, and then picked up another bowl, only to feel the aroma, and he didn't know what kind of tea it was, so he drank it all.
"Poof", the dignified maid chuckled.
Yang Zheng laughed dryly, feeling that this maid's eyebrows were like distant daisies, and her eyes were like autumn water, which was quite moving, but it was a pity that she was wearing a veil and couldn't see her face clearly.
can only bow his hand to the second daughter, "Forgive sins, forgive sins." ”
After the second daughter retreated, Yang Zheng felt more and more that Xiahou Xuan was deliberately hanging herself.
He also got two maids to test his concentration.
At the beginning of the lanterns outside, someone came to spread the word: "The governor is invited." ”
Yang Zheng straightened his clothes, and suddenly found that the clothes he prepared were not as decent as a person......
"Subordinate Yang Zheng visits the governor!" Yang Zheng knelt half-way.
Xiahou Xuan frowned in the middle of the case, waving his pen like flying, and his face was not raised, "Get up." ”
Yang Zheng bowed up and stood solemnly.
After about half a burnt incense, Xiahou Xuancai finished his work, his brows were relaxed, his eyes looked at Yang Zheng, and he said softly: "Everything is complicated, slack Xingyun, don't blame." ”
The slight resentment in Yang Zheng's heart also disappeared with this sentence, "How dare your subordinates, the governor is the pillar of the country, and he should take care of his body." ”
Xiahou Xuan stared at Yang Zheng for a few breaths, as if he wanted to see if this sentence was sincere.
Human affection is the world's situation, and personnel is national affairs.
"Xingyun defeated Ye Wudai, and made great contributions to the country." Xiahou Xuan was in a good mood.
"Lai Dudu, Great Wei Shenwei, subordinates are lucky to win." This sentence has an element of sycophancy.
Xiahou Xuan smiled, "Xingyun is also twenty-one or twelve this year, I don't know if I can get married?" ”
Yang Zheng chuckled in his heart and stared at Xiahou Xuan.
If it is Xiahou Ba's marriage, Yang Zheng can still fight a little, but if it is Xiahou Xuan, Yang Zheng really has no way to refuse.
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