Wan Jifeng couldn't help but say: "Do you want to reduce the number of appearances?" They need more experience. ”

"Rotating in squads is also easy to observe. Keep what suits and replace what doesn't. "He Lingchuan is building the Black Armor Army according to the standards of the Gale Army, each cavalry is the focus of inspection, He Lingchuan will comprehensively evaluate everyone's cultivation, will, conduct and on-the-spot reaction, and those who do not meet the requirements will be replaced.

Sure enough, as He Lingchuan said, because the distance between Shijiatou and Liuping was very close, Yang Meng led 200 men and horses to Liuping at the end of the Chen Dynasty.

Zhao Guangzhi's army, which was originally stationed here, has been defeated by the Black Armor Army, and Liuping's military strength is vacant.

Yang Meng gave a little effort and successfully entered the city to take over.

First, his reputation is much better than Zhao Guangzhi, since this city must be managed, it may be better to be governed by Yang Meng than other strongmen.

Second, the people of Liuping also heard that Yang Meng was coming, and they were mentally prepared.

After Yang Meng entered the city, he soon saw the cauldron at the mouth of the vegetable market, and then inquired about what had just happened, and he was secretly frightened.

When Zhao Guangzhi was taken away by the leader of the black armor, he knew that this person would not end well.

But to govern others in their own way? The methods of the Black Armor Army are also really cruel.

However, the villagers of Liuping not only didn't mind, but they were all happy like the New Year.

Zhao Guangzhi's 100 pounds of flesh and bones have been robbed by the people, and even his head has been taken away by the old woman, saying that he wants to be wrapped in lime and treasured.

In addition, everyone also found a relief carving of Jiao's head on the wall of Liuping.

The people of Liuping didn't know what was going on, but Yang Meng confirmed what he thought.

In the two places that the Black Armor Army passed, this thing appeared.

How did they do it?

Yang Meng looked at this relief, and always felt that the dragon's eye was staring at him, and his gaze was calm and majestic.

He subconsciously shuddered.

After Yang Meng entered the city, he began to reorganize the township defense. Originally, after the Zhao army entered Liuping, they coerced local men to enlist in order to expand the number of soldiers, but now Zhao Guangzhi was defeated and died, and some of them fled back that night, and were reunited by Yang Meng, preparing to take over the next borderless land.

He Lingchuan secretly observed, and saw that they were busy and orderly, so he returned to Jucheng with Dong Rui.

On the way, Dong Rui asked him: "We caught Liu and Zhao and killed them with one sword, so why do we have to hand them over to the villagers for execution?" ”

"Since we do things, we must do them. Why do good deeds in obscurity? The horse almost stepped on the squirrel that jumped out of the roadside, and with a puff, He Lingchuan patted the horse's neck to reassure, "Besides, I want to see their attitude towards the wicked." ”

He had to implement the plan and observe the results so that he could adjust his strategy at any time.

"Attitude?"

"What we're doing right now is like wet wood lighting a fire. If the firewood is steamy, we have to increase our firepower; No matter how strong the water vapor is, we will increase the firepower. He Lingchuan said, "But if you can't even grasp the opportunity for revenge, this is not Chai He, it's a stone, and you can't light it." ”

It's like tonight's Liuping people saw Zhao Guangzhi for the first time, even if the latter was tied up like a dumpling, they still didn't dare to raise their eyes to look at him.

Prolonged period of terror and high pressure may stimulate fighting spirit, but it may also breed servility.

Some mud can never hold up to the wall, and in this case, He Lingchuan must adjust his strategy.

Dong Rui asked again: "Then what do you see now?" ”

He Lingchuan smiled: "Luckily, I found the most wanted to see from them." ”

"Is there still blood?"

"And the hatred of suffering."

As long as there is still a ray of fire in my heart, even if it is obscure now, who dares to say that it will not shine one day?

……

After going out for many days, the two went to the tavern after returning to the city, and asked for a large bowl of sour bamboo shoots and somen noodles to pad their belly, and then they began to drink and listen to jokes.

Should I say it or not, the drinks in these two taverns in Jucheng are average, and the noodles are very good. The small tender bamboo shoots are just right, add a little spicy, add some shredded radish, add some mushroom slices, and pour the finished marinade on the hand-rolled noodles -

The noodles suck and suck and add two points of gluten.

A bowl of belly, in the cold early spring, you can also sweat.

Then you can blanch some wine and eat, and fry the snails and diced lotus root with the sauce.

The tavern was full before evening, and everyone ate and drank while listening to the storyteller.

He Lingchuan has never heard any of the three stories tonight, but one of them has a color. The last one talked about the wood-chopping boy who met a ghost in the barren mountain, it was really full of details from beginning to end, and the goblins fought with blood, and Dong Rui was engrossed in listening to it, and even asked for two more plates of diced sauce and meat.

He also muttered: "In the past, the old man told this story, I didn't think it was so good." ”

The story is Fu Liushan's, but this storyteller is not Fu Liushan, but hired by the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce, and he has been trained for several days before taking up his post.

"Painting sound and color, and adding a lot of twists." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "I've read this book, and this ancient man surnamed Xue didn't completely follow the book, and he added fuel and vinegar to it." ”

But it's good, it's lively, and even one person plays two roles.

If you want to make money with your mouth, you have to be able to say it. In the middle of the way, there are often drinkers who interrupt to tell the stories of the ancients, either asking questions, finding faults, or asking fault-style questions, and the surnamed Xue came with his mouth open and reacted quickly.

Some drinkers are satisfied with what they hear, and they will give him a little throat moisturizing money.

The two of them soaked in this tavern for an hour, drank several bottles of wine, and passed two or three rounds of appetizers.

He Lingchuan is entangled in heavy affairs, and rarely wastes time like this, which shows that this surnamed Xue is indeed speaking well.

It's really 360 lines, and the line is the champion.

Dong Rui was also very satisfied with what he heard, but then he remembered and said: "He didn't tell any of the stories in our past." ”

"It's better to go to the heart than to go to the kidneys, and those who specialize in the next three roads are the most attractive." He Lingchuan had to admit that Fu Liushan's words were very reasonable, "Just carry our private goods here, and occasionally tell people to listen to them, so as not to arouse disgust." ”

At this time, the ancients were also drinking tea to rest their throats, and they also ate two kumquats. At this time, the guy came over with a tray and shouted:

"The guests by the window are rewarded, and half a lot of money!"

Guests usually don't go out with hundreds of copper plates, so the tray is half a tael of silver.

Although the money had to be distributed to the tavern, the ancients were also in good spirits, and they thanked them repeatedly.

The guest by the window said, "Tell us about the Bega in the west!" And the burning of the Heavenly Palace that you mentioned last time, I only heard the second half. ”

"You're really good at it!" As soon as the ancients put down the cup, Shi Shiran sat back in front of him, "Bejia is a rare power in the world, the land there is a bumper harvest of everything, and the river is not water, but honey!" Take a sip and it's sweet. ”

Dong Rui interjected: "Why isn't it wine?" We went and saved some money on drinks. ”

(End of chapter)