"If there is an afterlife, be a good person, don't do bad things." In the early morning of October, when there was frost everywhere, Wu Qian came out with auxiliary troops to clean up the battlefield.

He had just seen a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy lying on the ground with a painful face, and he felt a little more emotional.

After sighing, he bent down and carried the body into the car with the auxiliaries.

The auxiliary soldiers on the opposite side are newcomers, the remnants of the Manfen Division, who have only been in the army for more than four months, have only fought one battle, and the whole army has collapsed. At this time, when he saw the corpse, his face turned pale, but this did not prevent him from quickly touching the corpse.

There were a few copper coins that were taken out.

Wu Qian pointed to the bamboo basket on the carriage, and the auxiliary soldier obediently threw the copper coin into it.

Seizure and unified distribution, this is an iron law established from the beginning, the old people are used to it, and the newcomers also accept it by default under the edification.

The carriage staggered forward, and soon came to a halt again.

Wu Qian opened a corpse and said, "The wounds are all on the chest, why are you so dead-eyed?" It's not easy for my grandmother to raise you so much, so remember to surrender early next time. ”

The auxiliaries on the opposite side picked up a spear and placed it on another carriage.

When he walked over, together with Wu Qian, he skillfully stripped off the leather armor on the corpse.

The leather armor is mostly damaged, but it can still be used for sewing and repairing.

Good leather armor is not cheap.

Horse crotch leather, cowhide, pigskin and even deerskin, leather armor made of various types of leather has different values.

This pair should be made of layered pigskin, which is not too good, but it is better to distribute it to the soldiers than to have no armor.

There are cars on the other side.

The two auxiliaries stepped forward and one after the other, and put away several ring-headed knives full of gaps.

Among the auxiliaries were specialized in repairing equipment, and they were given to re-forge them, and it was a good sword.

Damaged horses and draft animals were also dealt with.

Basically, it is cut on the spot, the leather is taken away, and the meat is carried away, so as to improve the food for the robes who fade out of their mouths.

Even the animal hoof tendons are handled by special personnel, and they can be used when making bows. Similarly, arrows shot can be recycled, and most of them can be reused after careful inspection.

The joy of cleaning the battlefield lies in this, full of a sense of harvest.

The carriage loaded with the booty soon ran out, and Wu Qian led a team of people back to the city with more than 20 carts.

When the war was over, there were not many people on the post road, but there were already a few well-informed people who drove the cart into the city.

When passing through a farmland, there were many vehicles parked in front of me, almost blocking the road.

Wu Qian was helpless and asked people to stop the car. I looked at it with my head, but it was a few people with Eguanbo, who were pointing at the farmland.

There seems to be something he's seen in it.

Hey? Isn't that Wang Yan? Wu Qian pricked up his ears to listen to them.

"Yan Guo has been watching for a long time, can you see some fame?" Wang Yan sat in the car and asked impatiently.

"It's annoying!" Hu Wufu reprimanded and continued to look at Tanaka.

Wang Yan laughed and didn't care.

Hu Wufu is this character, very famous and gentlemanly.

His son Hu Wuqian is not as good as his father, but both father and son like to drink.

Once, Hu Wuqianzhi saw his father and others drinking, and called his father by his name: "Yanguo, you are old, you can't drink like this anymore." And drinking it every day will make me poor and bare-ass in the future. ”

Hu Wufu didn't care, laughed, and invited his son to drink together.

So, the father and son "drank".

"Yan Guo ......" Wang Yan waited for a while, and then became a little impatient, urging.

"Listen!" Hu Wufuzhi made a gesture to make Wang Yan a little impetuous.

Wang Yanhu stretched out his head suspiciously and listened attentively.

He had just seen that Sima Shaoxun, the lieutenant of the East China Sea Kingdom, was plowing the fields with a group of soldiers. What's there to see and hear about this?

"The brother is in the city, the brother is outside, the bow has no strings, and the arrows have no arrows." In the distance, a desolate song sounded faintly.

"If you don't have enough food, you will live." Someone shouted at him, and there was a tremor in his voice.

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

Everyone in Tanaka reconciled.

"Haha, wonderful!" Hu Wufuzhi danced happily, and immediately asked people to bring pen and paper, intending to record the song they heard.

Wu Qian chuckled.

He'd heard it and could sing it.

It was first sung by Shao Sima, and later it was widely spread among the Silver Spear Army.

As for ploughing the fields, it is indeed Shao Sima who is taking the lead in plowing the fields.

As soon as the war was over, Shao Sima organized people to rush to plant wheat without delay, because it was already a little late.

In fact, in Henan, there are not many people who grow overwintering wheat, and millet is the mainstream.

However, Shao Sima felt that Luoyang was in frequent wars, and it was rare to have a peaceful time, so it was better to plant a batch of wheat and harvest it in May next year. If there is no war at that time, then plant another crop of miscellaneous grains to fill the granary.

Because there was a serious shortage of ploughing cattle and the horse ploughing was too shallow—not to mention that horses were also scarce—so Shao Sima took the lead and led the sergeants to "plough by man" like in a war.

That's it.

Wu Qian looked at it for a while, and his heart became more and more emotional.

Shao Sima said that "there are no good people in Luoyang City", and he himself is not a good person, but he took the lead in cultivating the land and letting the sons and daughters have enough food, instead of blindly looting the people, what is this? That's right, the teachings say "great benevolence".

Daren and brave are really worth following him.

"It's just a slang minor, how good is it?" Wang Yan lost interest after listening to it for a while, and said stupidly.

"Help me! Help me! Do you hear that? Hu Wufu laughed.

Wang Yan only made him nervous.

This person has a good family, but when he was a child, his family was very poor, and he had a lot of contact with mud legs, so there was always some chatter. So much so that the Taiwei refused to recruit him to be an official in the shogunate, for fear that he was not a little sick.

Now he is a concubine among the younger brothers, a yin and a flat man, with a noble status, but he still likes the vulgar tunes hummed by these Qianshou.

Can you appreciate something elegant?

"I'm done, let's go." After Hu Wufu's pen walked the dragon and snake, after writing down this song, he threw the brush in a dashing manner, got directly into the ox cart, squeezed Wang Yan to the side, and said: "It's worth it, it's worth it." ”

"Yanguo, have you forgotten your business?" Wang Yan asked dissatisfiedly.

"Do you have any alcohol?" Hu Wufuzhi asked.

"Nope." Wang Yan simply refused.

Hu Wufuzhi smacked his lips regretfully, and then said: "Yecheng is defeated, and it is a miserable defeat. ”

"What about Liu Yuanhai? What about his rescuers? Wang Yan looked straight and asked.

"It's too late." Hu Wufuzhi shook his head and said, "Shi Chao and Wang Bin were defeated in a row, the soldiers fled, and there were only 15,000 armor soldiers left in the city, and they couldn't hold it. ”

Wang Yan almost choked to death from his own spit.

Fifteen thousand armor soldiers, can't hold Yecheng?

Shao Xun is only a few people, and he dares to guard Luoyang.

"Wang Jun and Sima Teng's army of more than 100,000 people, Yecheng will fall sooner or later. Even if the younger brother wants to keep it, no one will accompany him to wait for death. Hu Wufuzhi sighed and said, "What's more, my brother doesn't want to keep it." Ten days ago, he took the remnants of the defeated army and went south to Luoyang with the son of heaven. Walked in a hurry, along the way, alas......"

"How's it going?"

"None of the kings and ministers brought any money." Hu Wufuzhi said: "Only 3,000 coins are hidden in the luggage of Zhonghuangmen. After being known, the Son of Heaven issued an edict to borrow money and buy food in the road. There are no food utensils yet, so you can only eat in a clay pot, alas. ”

Wang Yan was speechless.

Do you have soldiers to escort you, and you have to "buy" food?

The most embarrassing thing is that the Son of Heaven specially issued an edict, but it was to borrow money to eat......

"I followed for a few days, so I took the first step and came to Luoyang to do something." Hu Wufuzhi seemed to be unbearable to look back on, and he didn't want to mention it more.

Wang Yan was a little sympathetic to the monarch and his party, it was really miserable.

The Son of Heaven may be okay and get used to it.

When Sima Yi went out to conquer the army, he stayed overnight in the bean field, and the conditions were also very difficult. The Son of Heaven eats a lot of food, and he often can't eat, and everyone loses weight......

But Sima Ying has been clothed and fed since she was a child, and this time she is really in trouble.

When he came to Luoyang, it was really a phoenix that had lost its hair and was not as good as a chicken, if Mi Huang and Shao Xun wanted to kill him, it would be a matter of thought.

Thinking of this, I was a little embarrassed.

Those who once dominated the world will also fall into this field.

"Who is in charge of Luoyang now?" Hu Wufuzhi asked.

"Governor Luoyang, Governor Mi Huang, is in charge of military affairs." Wang Yan said.

He was only halfway there, but he believed that Hu Wufuzhi could understand it.

Military affairs are in charge of Mi Huang, and of course government affairs are in charge of him, Wang Yifu. As for that Cao Fu, although he is Sima Yue's military secretary, it seems that he doesn't want to fight for anything.

"What about Shao Xun?" Hu Wufuzhi asked a name, which directly surprised Wang Yan.

The reason for the surprise was not because the Ye Mansion officials knew about Shao Xun, but because Hu Wufu didn't care about anything at all.

He is the concubine of the younger brother and has a serious official position, but like Yang Zhun of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he lives freely, does not take official affairs, is either playing in the mountains and rivers, or is drinking and prostituting - in fact, at least one-third of the staff in the Ye Mansion only take money and do not do practical things, but Sima Ying really needs them to decorate the façade.

When there are more celebrities, the momentum will be stronger.

When the momentum is strong, there are many people who come to defect.

For this reason, it is a trivial matter to raise more romantic celebrities.

"Shao Xun is Sima Xiang, the lieutenant of the East China Sea Kingdom, the self-proclaimed general of the Chinese army, He Lun, Wang Bing, and Miao Yuan's generation, they don't dare to reprimand him head-on." Wang Yan said.

"Just him?" Hu Wufuzhi pointed to the general who was plowing the field like an old ox in surprise, and said, "Since one person is under the power, why is this so?" ”

"I'm afraid it's a big plan." Wang Yan said yin and yang.

To a certain extent, Shao Xun working in the field is also a kind of "hope".

Some people rely on lying on the ice to ask for - cough cough, relying on relatives to filial piety.

Some people hope to rely on debate and clear talk.

Some people rely on celebrities and celebrities.

Shao Xun is so hopeful, I am afraid that only the turbidity stream service gate is attracted to it, not the Qingliu celebrity.

"Who hasn't had any ambition right now." Hu Wufuzhi muttered, and then said with a straight face: "Since my brother sent me, I don't know anything anymore, and I have to ask clearly, but I am worried about my life?" ”

"Nope." Wang Yan said very simply: "Shao Xun is a person who understands the rules, not Zhang Fang, don't worry." ”

"Okay." Hu Wufuzhi nodded and stopped talking.

The ox cart was moving slowly, and the song was still faintly heard: "Help me!" Help me! ”

Slang songs, in fact, don't need any literary style.

The difficult thing is that you have to be close to the lives of the Qianshou, often talk to them, talk about life, talk about family life, and know what their demands are, so that you can write popular things.

When he heard the words "save me" at this time, Hu Wufu felt a kind of moving power.

He seemed to hear the thousands of unattended Qiantou of the Great Jin Dynasty, shouting sadly: "Help me!" ”

He sighed deeply.