Chapter Forty-Eight: Ambitious
In the ugly Fengsui, Cui Jiu is a fierce beast, giving people the feeling of gloomy and ruthless; And in the gate of the stone barrier, the majesty of this great long gate was immediately revealed.
He was very tall and thin, like a bamboo pole picking up a tattered linen coat, standing straight on the ground, like a badly damaged old military flag, almost hunting in the wind.
His face was very pale, with an obscure smile, and a faint blue glow under the light of the mutton fat torches, which was accompanied by the high crown belt and a sackcloth that he had temporarily changed, which added to his poisonous aura.
No matter what Yang Chuan thinks, this old thief is a little terrifying.
This image is almost the clay sculpture of the dilapidated but terrifying Hell Yama King in the deserted small temple, right? It just looks too thin, and it should be in charge of starving ghosts......
The two stone gate barrier guards had already been frightened, and followed the attendants tremblingly, and they were two dogs alive, where was there still a trace of the heroic spirit of the soldiers of the Han Empire?
Especially one of the white-skinned men, visible to the naked eye, with beads of sweat rolling down his face, soon wet a large piece on the ground.
"Your name is Lu Shengde?"
Cui Jiu glanced at the white-skinned man, and said coldly: "In July of the first year of Yuanshuo, you led fifty troops, pretending to be a Hun scattered cavalry south of Daqing Mountain to raid two tuntians, killing seventy-one, where did the looted cattle and sheep go?"
In March of the second year of Yuan Shuo, you beheaded twenty-three people, but reported thirty-nine;
In May of the second year of Yuan Shuo, you led a hundred troops without authorization, attacked and destroyed two Hun pastures, and sold the cattle, sheep, livestock, women, and children for 50,322 dollars, most of which were stuffed into the crotch of Lucheng's little peach, right? β
'Poof'.
Lu Shengde collapsed directly to the ground, without saying a word, just slammed his head on the cold and hard ground, and in a blink of an eye, he saw blood.
Cui Jiu Wenyan said: "I think you are brave in battle, and you have a lot of military achievements, so let's go, just treat it as a battle death." β
As if he had been pardoned, the man got up from the ground, stumbled out of the camp door, climbed a tattered platform, and shouted, 'I am a big man, don't wait to follow in my footsteps'.
After finishing speaking, he pulled his blade horizontally, and blood splattered five feet.
That's itγDead?
Yang Chuan's heart twitched for a while, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: 'Look at the corrupt officials of the Han Empire, how conscious, they don't need to go to court and deny a lawyer in every possible way, once they are verified by the embroidered messenger, they will directly wipe their necks......
Of course, the biggest reason why this product died generously is probably that it doesn't want to fall into Cui Jiu's hands, and it may be better to live than to die at that time.
Yang Chuan felt that his neck was a little stiff, and he finally turned his head, but saw Cui Jiu's stinky face that seemed to be smiling: "Yang Chuan, do you still need someone to prove your identity?" β
"Naturally, you have to prove it!" Yang Chuan quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said awe-inspiringly.
"Very good, worthy of the heavenly khan of the Huns," Cui Jiu nodded slightly, with some appreciation in his eyes, "Just this calmness and dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, a certain family is very optimistic."
Yang Chuan, are you interested in entering the palace?
With your ruthless and calm heart and excellent cooking skills, a certain family has trained you well for ten years, and you are the only one who has the position of the Great Changmen of Weiyang Palace, and when the time comes, I am afraid that even a certain family will have to rely on your snort. β
Yang Chuan heard a chill in his crotch, couldn't help but clench his legs, laughed twice, and said: "The kid is clumsy, he can't serve the nobles, he just wants to be a pawn for my big man." β
"Pawn?"
Cui Jiu chuckled, no longer paid attention to Yang Chuan, and turned his head to look at the other Shimen barrier guard: "Chen Ye, tell you if this Fengzi under the mark is a traitor...... Ahem, tell this kid if a certain family is a secret agent of the Huns. β
When the guard named Chen Ye heard this, he couldn't help but weaken his ankles, glared at Yang Chuan very resentfully, and scolded: "Where did the wild seed come from, dare to question the identity of Da Changmen, who gave you the guts?" β
Yang Chuan bowed and clenched his fists, and said: "Tell the general, the kid is Yang Chuan of the Longxi clan, my father Yang Bo is a good son, although he has been killed on the battlefield for many years, but the kid is really not a wild species, please ask the general to learn from it."
In addition, this surnamed Cui suddenly appeared in the ugly name Fengsui, as a Fengzi, can't he verify his true identity, lest there be Hun spies infiltrating? β
Chen Ye was a rough man, and he was stunned for a while.
"Okay, now that the identity of a certain family has been confirmed, Yang Chuan, what else do you want to say?" Cui Jiu asked with a smile.
Yang Chuan gave a deep salute and said with a guilty face: "Boy, I will make amends to your old man." β
Knowing that the old thief in front of him was a very terrifying existence, but the matter had come to this point, Yang Chuan could only insist on being tough to the end.
After all, he is a cook, so he can't let the ingredients threaten him......
Of course, this is also because he found that Cui Jiu is actually a very well-behaved person, and he will implement the laws and regulations of the Han Dynasty meticulously, and will not bully others.
This kind of person is reasonable, obeys the rules, is very harsh on his words and deeds, and is very harsh on others as a matter of course, and it seems difficult to deal with on the surface, and if you are not careful, you may go to hell.
In fact, this kind of person is really difficult to deal with.
Especially people like Yang Chuan, who love the Han Empire in their hearts, but have no respect for the imperial power, and they have no good impression of the so-called wealthy families and powerful families, which makes it difficult to sell themselves to the 'imperial family' cleanly like others......
"A certain family guarantees that you can not only defend the land for the Han, but also fight for the Han."
Cui Jiu walked out of the door slowly, looked up at the dark night sky, greedily took a breath of cold air, and said leisurely: "Again, if you can accumulate military merits, not only can you prove your innocence, but also, a certain family guarantees not to let anyone else be greedy in the slightest."
But.
If you can't fight bravely to kill the enemy, you don't need to take action in person, and someone else will break your body into pieces. β
After saying these cruel words, Cui Jiu walked away.
"Wait," Yang Chuan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly shouted: "Ask Uncle Cui Jiu, is the Hun Condor Archer considered an official?" If you capture one alive, how many inches of military merit can you get? β
Cui Jiu paused, turned his head and smiled: "Condor shooter? They nominally had no office or power, but they had a high reputation and status among the Huns, almost worthy of a centurion. β
"What, you're going to poison an eagle shooter?"
Yang Chuan shook his head: "A dead condor shooter is not worth much." β
Cui Jiu smiled and said, "Whether you poison or shoot, a certain family will count your slashing work, and you can be promoted to the eighth level of public transport, and you will be awarded twenty tilts of land and twenty houses."
By the way, Yang Chuan boy, you don't have to be a beacon in the future, just stay at the stone gate barrier and be a guard, otherwise, you still say that a certain family is biased and will not give you a chance to go into battle to kill the enemy. β
As he spoke, the old thief, like a bamboo pole and a tall ragged linen robe, strode towards the camp gate in the cold wind.
"Uncle Cui Jiu, the kid still has something to say," Yang Chuan hurriedly followed, "Tell me more, if you capture a condor shooter alive, is it considered a military merit?" And uncle, if you can capture a captain alive, how much military merit can you have?
Can a knighthood be promoted to a knighthood?
How many slopes are granted? How many rooms are there? Can you prove the innocence of the kid, and can you let the kid get out of the lowly status and become a good son directly? β
Cui Jiu thought about it very seriously, and said indifferently: "If you can capture the king of the Huns, you can grant eighty tilts of land, eighty houses, and twenty servants under your name, don't say that you are a good family, you are an official of the Han Dynasty, and you can also be a pawn."
By the way, excluding Qian Liang Tianding, Yang Gongzi's title will be promoted to the thirteenth level middle watch, which can be called the young genius of my big man. β
Yang Chuan nodded secretly, it seems that Sima Qian didn't deceive himself......
He hesitated for a breath or two, and then asked worriedly, "What if it is the king of two captains?" β
Cui Jiu turned his head slowly, and his face gradually turned cold: "Boy, it's not a good thing to be so ambitious." β