Chapter 206 Second [First Cause of Troubled Times]!

Next.

Early morning.

The dawn in the Western Regions was dry and cold, but on the top of the Falling Dragon Cliff, dozens of hot soup pots were cooked, and the heat and fragrance were intertwined.

"Open the meal!"

Jiang Chen picked up a bowl of broth with his right hand, then grabbed two baked cakes with his right hand and took the first bite.

Seeing that the five hundred masters of Jiang ate first, the two thousand Qingzhou soldiers cheered, gathered around the soup pot together, drank soup and ate cakes.

Although there is no difference in food, it is all broth and baked cakes, but in the army, strict discipline and dignity of status are integrated into the thinking of almost every soldier.

The Yellow Emperor once said:

"There are hundreds of battles in one day."

The courtiers would be very careful to tempt the monarch by hiding their true intentions; The ruler has the law before he can punish his courtiers.

Even if it is the emperor's old son, if he messes up the rules, surrenders his identity, and talks to the common people about "all people are created equal", he will definitely be dissuaded by the ministers in a letter.

For example.

Only when Jiang Chen eats a bite of food first, can many Qingzhou soldiers feast on it.

This is the discipline of the Qingzhou Army, and this is the dignity of the Eighteen Battalions!

In the past ten years, only one person in the eighteen battalions has such treatment.

That's Zhang Longxiang.

But now.

But it became ginger dust.

In the eyes of two thousand Qingzhou soldiers.

Although Jiang Chen's current military position is only a five-hundred-hundred-master, since last night, he has been recognized by Zhang Longxiang, and there is a high probability that he will become the new master of the eighteenth battalion.

Qingzhou Zhang, even if he is sad about the death of his sister-in-law, he will definitely vigorously support Jiang Chen, who has been recognized by Zhang Longxiang.

Jiang Chen's future development in the Qingzhou Army can be called:

The potential is endless!

"But this potential must wait for me to truly become a Wilderness Captain before it can be put to use!" Jiang Chen sat in front of the soup pot and smiled.

The soldiers also talked in a low voice, and some even held grievances for Jiang Chen:

"Those military judges are really too slow, with the credit of our General Jiang, they should have been promoted to commander long ago!"

"What's the Commander?"

"The strength of the five hundred masters of Jiang is not a problem to deal with a Qingzhou fighting general from the Zhang family, you look at the two uncles of Zhang Shan and Zhang Si, obviously they were not looked down upon by Wei Wuhou, so they were reduced to staying in the west plow."

"Ahem, be cautious, the Western Regions are not a land outside the law."

"What are you afraid of, with General Jiang's potential, at most a year and a half, you can become the new captain of our 18th battalion."

"I heard that if you are promoted to the rank of lieutenant, you can get 10,000 acres of water to irrigate the land~"

"Turtle Turtle~"

Many soldiers let out the exclamation of "turtle turtle", and all of them couldn't help but poke their heads into the center of the camp, as if at this moment, Jiang Chen had become a big landlord with thousands of acres of fertile land.

But in fact.

Jiang Chen sat in front of the soup pot, leisurely biting down a piece of baked cake with mutton, chatting and laughing with Feng Lebin, Fan Liangshan, Ruan Tiehan and other generals, it seemed that he didn't take his military position and military field to heart at all.

And shortly thereafter.

An old qualified thousand-division commander, as well as three five hundred masters, also let go of the twists in their hearts, and walked over with broth one after another, with smiling faces, and took the initiative to talk with "the current five hundred masters, the future Captain Jiang", with an extremely friendly attitude.

Jiang Chen also took the initiative to accept these people, and did not treat them as subordinates early, but communicated on an equal footing, which made the four veteran military attachés breathe a sigh of relief.

When you are full of wine and food.

There was movement at the foot of the mountain, and a herald cavalry galloped over and shouted: "Five hundred lord Jiang Chen, where is it?" ”

Connection.

The audience was silent.

Many of the soldiers were not noisy, but they all looked at the herald cavalry, and some of them immediately recognized who this person was.

Squad Lieutenant.

got the lucky one who was inherited by Hou Banchao of Dingyuan of the Great Han Dynasty.

Most of the soldiers were a little surprised in their hearts, and the heir of the dignified Marquis actually deigned to be a herald cavalryman?

Today, it's not easy!

Think of it.

In everyone's hearts, they couldn't help but feel a little worried, for fear that something would go wrong.

After all, the death of Zhang Longxiang, the son of the Zhang family in Qingzhou, will definitely make the Zhang family angry, and the ghost knows who will be angry?

It didn't take a while.

The squad lieutenant recognized Jiang Chen from the crowd at a glance, dismounted, led the sweaty and bloody BMW, and strode to the soup pot:

"Jiang five hundred masters, long time no see."

"But—"

"From today onwards, I should call you Commander Jiang Qianfu."

The tone is relatively relaxed.

Apparently.

The squad lieutenant's trip is not to ask the teacher to ask for guilt.

Then.

He also explained why.

Last night, when Jiang Chen entered the Falling Dragon Village again.

Zhang Ying had already left quietly, galloped away in the starry night, arrived at the camp of the Western Army before dawn, explained everything to the general Wei Xuan, and took all the blame on his shoulders.

Meantime.

He also tried to stabilize the mood of many military attachés surnamed Zhang.

This morning, everyone, including Jiang Chen, was able to eat breakfast peacefully, almost all of which was due to Zhang Ying.

The squad lieutenant sighed and said:

"Master Zhang Ying said that he is not a qualified captain, he is not good at leading troops, and he will not be able to escape the death of a thousand Qingzhou veterans and thousands of people."

"So."

"Taking all the blame is the last thing he can do for you."

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time and said:

"He's a good guy."

is also a good brother of Zhang Longxiang.

He is also an excellent Qingzhou captain.

Merely.

The superposition of these three identities has made the Qingzhou Army lose an excellent Qingzhou captain.

The squad captain sighed:

"Zhang Longxiang's death is bound to cause a lot of turmoil in Qingzhou."

"Therefore, the general did not want to deal with Zhang Ying, so he ordered him to return to Qingzhou on his own......"

Jiang Chen expressed understanding.

What is Zhang Longxiang's identity?

The prince of Qingzhou!

should have been a special person who was supposed to be the first cause of troubled times.

With the death of the crown prince, competing for the qualification of "prince" has become the first priority within Qingzhou.

Of course.

This is just a Qingzhou perspective.

The pattern in Jiang Chen's chest was slightly larger, and he said secretly:

"If Zhang Longxiang is no longer the first cause of troubled times, then who will become the first precursor of large-scale rebellion?"

"Wang Ganju?"

[Note: The luck, strength, and corresponding obligations bestowed by the stars of the troubled times will be transferred to the body of Wang Ganju, the magistrate of Xiaogu County!] 】

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Liangzhou.

Dunhuang County, Xiaogu County.

This place was supposed to be the starting point for the transportation of grain from the mainland to the Western Regions, but now, it has become a pot of porridge.

Just because—

A group of giant rats of unknown origin actually went into the official warehouse to eat and drink, and excreted on a large scale, causing tens of millions of stones, grains and grasses to be corrupted!

This also means:

For at least a month, the Qingzhou Army, which has penetrated deep into the Western Regions, will not receive any supplies.

What's even more terrifying!

This matter has been leaked, and even the children in Xiaogu County know about it, and even make up a nursery rhyme:

"Qingzhou Army, go to Loulan, don't have to cover your clothes, my mother asked me why I was crying? We don't have food in our bowls! ”

Some things, not on the scale, not four or two;

But if you get on the scales, you can't beat a thousand catties!

If the news of the corruption of the grain had not spread, then Xiaogu County could have stuffed some of the corrupted grain into the grain cart with some grain and grass urgently collected from the local area.

As long as the captain signs it, this big black pot can get rid of more than half.

And then.

Wang Ganju could resign and apologize, and then put the blame on the old Song Tou who "I have eaten official food for 30 years, but I haven't knocked out an old tooth".

Here's what it looks like:

"I'll carry the black cauldron, send me to death, you go!"

But on the contrary!

This matter has already caused a stir, so the county guard was forced to send the county supervisor Chen Lejin to investigate the situation.

Once the incident happens, whether it is the county magistrate Wang Ganju or the old Song Tou, even the county lieutenant with the least involvement, will inevitably fall to the ground.

However.

When Chen Lejin, who had a big belly, sat in a carriage and entered the official road of Xiaogu County, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The county seat where the New Year is approaching should be jubilant, but the whole county is full of sadness.

In front of the yamen.

The white-haired old man leaned on crutches and said with a sad face:

"Shangguan, you're late."

"County Magistrate Wang, yesterday he went out of the city to inspect the place, was attacked by horse bandits, and has sacrificed his life for the country."

Hear me.

Chen Lejin couldn't help but have a trace of suspicion:

"Call out the county magistrate, the county lieutenant, and the chief bookkeeper."

The old official simply said:

"They followed County Magistrate Wang out of the city together, riding horses, singing songs in our county to cheer up, and suddenly, they were robbed by horse bandits, and even the corpses were thrown into the cliff......"

Listen to the cause and effect.

Chen Lejin was silent for a long time before asking:

"Do they have any families?"

The old official replied:

"Yes, but most of them live in other counties, so it takes some time to call."

said.

The old official took out the field deed of 2,000 acres of watered land from his bosom, put it into Chen Lejin's pocket, and said bitterly:

"The dead are greater."

"I hope that Shangguan will have mercy and let the family rolls of a few old adults live in peace."

Chen Lejin wanted to agree, but as the old saying goes, "If there is a problem in the place, you can find out by touching the thickness of the red envelope."

As soon as he touched the thick field deed, he couldn't help but shudder, and said in a deep voice:

"Take the official to the granary first."

"Yes, sir."

The old official was helpless and led Chen Lejin to the official warehouse.

Then.

The door is wide open.

Hundreds of thousands of stone grains, piled up into mountains.

Chen Le Jingang was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but his nose twitched slightly, and he noticed a trace of extremely fishy smell, walked forward quickly, and ripped off the grain bag on the surface.

Connection.

A large stream of fishy smell gushed out.

Chen Lejin was shocked:

"His mother!"

"There really are rats!"

And then.

He walked forward quickly, reaching out to remove the other sacks of bread that were hidden from the surface.

The more you check, the more shocking it becomes!

The 800,000 stone grain and grass prepared for the Qingzhou Army in the official warehouse were almost all corrupted, and only the grain bags on the surface were still edible.

"It's a capital offense!"

Chen Lejin couldn't help but rejoice, if he accepted the deed of 2,000 acres of land, I am afraid that the people who will lose their heads in the future will include himself.

It was also at this time.

Inside the official warehouse.

Suddenly, there was a faint sigh:

"Lord Chen, why do you have to check so carefully?"

In the darkness, a person walked out, it was Wang Ganju, who was supposed to sacrifice his life for the country, he was dressed in white, but his body flashed with a slight blood-red starlight.

Plausible......

Seven kills, breaking the army, the unique fierce light of the greedy wolf three-star!

Wang Ganju had a cold face and stared at Chen Lejin:

"As long as you give this official a month, even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you will definitely be able to fill this vacancy."

"Huh-"

Chen Lejin sneered:

"Supplement?"

"Make up for it!"

"It's just to stall for time, so that the black cauldron can be dumped on the others, right?!"

Chen Lejin's eyes were cold:

"Besides."

"Three months ago, the Qingzhou Army was raided by the Loulan cavalry commander Yunwolf, and it lost part of its grain and grass."

"If it is delayed for another month, it will take another month to raise another grain and grass, and maybe before they can destroy Loulan, they will already mutiny due to lack of food!"

Wang Ganju was a little surprised and exclaimed:

"Many officials say that you have always been greedy for money, but you are just a person with a fat brain, but when you see it today, it is better to meet you if you are really famous."

"The fishy smell in the warehouse, even the dogs can't smell it, but you noticed it immediately."

Chen Lejin snorted coldly:

"This official just knows in his heart that some money can be taken, and some money is hot, the old official you chose...... There are too many land deeds to give! ”

Wang Ganju was stunned.

I have been an innocent official for decades, and I am really inexperienced when I gave a bribe for the first time......

Subsequently.

Chen Lejin warned in a serious tone:

"Wang Ganju, don't make fearless resistance, if you are captured, you can still leave a whole corpse, and the official will try to take care of you and send your corpse back to your hometown."

"For other officials involved in eucalyptus, their wives and children can save their lives and be accepted as official slaves and prostitutes."

As soon as the words fell.

Wang Ganju sneered:

"What about the children of my clan?"

Chen Lejin said calmly:

"As long as you let go of your resistance, this official will try to fight for you and spare their lives."

This is a lie.

Once the corruption of 720,000 stones of grain and grass is reported to the county seat, the result will inevitably be frank and lenient, and the nine clans of Wang Ganju will gather in the underworld.

So.

Chen Lejin's true commitment is:

Only one life was left to avoid the severance of the royal family's bloodline.

"Thank you."

Wang Ganju understood the subtext, and also made his own choice, raised his hands, and walked slowly towards Chen Lejin.

"Hoo ......"

Chen Lejin exhaled a sullen breath, and the blade was hidden between his sleeves.

When Wang Ganju approached within ten steps, Chen Lejin didn't even hesitate at all, and immediately swung his knife out.

Electrifying Stone Fire!

Wang Ganju, who was supposed to be a weak diviner, burst out with almost terrifying power at this moment, and in just a moment, he caught Chen Lejin's sharp blade empty-handed.

"Empty-handed?"

"When did a mere diviner have such abilities?"

Before Chen Lejin could react, Wang Ganju stepped forward as if a killing star had descended into the world, brazenly swinging his knife, and cutting off the head of the Dunhuang county eunuch in an instant.

Spike!

Puff –

Blood spurts!

sprinkled Wang Gan's torch.

The clothes that were originally white and refreshing were dyed blood red.

"Why did you choose me?"

"I obviously want to be a good official......"

Wang Ganju sneered, holding the blood-stained blade, and walked out of the dark and smelly granary step by step.