Zhang Liao suddenly said something from the past, she was a little confused, staring at him, not understanding how he talked about this.

"In fact, except for Liu Yuanjun and Yun Chang and General Yide, in my opinion, since the general, there are few people who have fought for such a long time.

"Day after day, even year after year, I have been marching, I have been fighting, and after fighting for a long time, no matter how cowardly the recruit is, he will become a fearless old man, and he will gradually become accustomed to life and death, and he will take it lightly," Zhang Liao said slowly, "This is how elite soldiers are trained." ”

“…… I also noticed," she subconsciously responded, "My team rate, even the chief, the captain, are all different from before. ”

Zhang Liao's eyes bent and nodded, "The coach will also be different." ”

…… She's also experienced?

But Zhang Liao's voice slowly became colder:

"When the war is fought for a long time, people become sluggish, and I used to think that it was just a hard work, too tired, so I didn't want to think too much. But Bethson said to me that war is a matter of life and death! No matter how strong a person is, if he fights day and night in the place of life and death, he will become dull in many things.

This is the case with Wen Hou.

"In troubled times, he can lead us people to break out of the state, how hard, how difficult!

But if you go on this road for a long time, it is easy for people to become lazy.

"Wen Hou's bravery is comparable to King Xiang, but he can't understand all kinds of things in this world, so he hits walls everywhere," Zhang Liao said slowly, "General, think carefully." ”

Zhang Liao seems to have gone out.

She sat on her own, staring at the cold glass of water.

In winter, water tends to get cold.

But she thought about it for a long time, and she didn't think that she had any similarities with Lu Bu.

Lu Bu will retreat, fear, and defeat the battle.

And she won't.

With her steely willpower, with instincts that seem to be innate, she can always win! She can win war after war!

Drive those Jizhou people out?

Leave them behind! Forever to stay!

She won battles along the way, and died all the way, and she even thought she needed to give up her homeland for a while!

And Tian Yu, Lu Bai, and You Heng, how much did they pay in order to keep Beihai and this half of Qingzhou!

Why can the people of Jizhou go back with all their tails?!

Why did she want to return Yuan Tan?!

She sat there staring at the glass of water stubbornly, her mind cluttering and bursting, and many thoughts were turned.

She stood up suddenly, and decided to put the chaos and terrain aside for a while.

“…… Checkmate? The general is going out? ”

"It's all right," she said, putting on the patched coat she used in the camp, "I'll go out on my own, and you won't have to follow." ”

The market became lively.

After the lockdown ended, businessmen from nearby counties, Xuzhou, and even Jizhou all came to the drama city to sell some goods, and the business was also very good.

Some businesses smell a bit big, such as selling cattle and horses, selling pigs and sheep, and the merchants are there shouting loudly for a long time, not to mention whether the business is doing well or not, the dung and eggs are sprinkled all over the ground by these animals who have no public morality.

…… On the opposite side is a soup cake seller, and there are people sitting on straw mats next to the stall eating.

It's steaming hot over there, and it's steaming hot here.

She wandered around the market, thinking about buying some snacks.

When she first came to this world, the delicious food in her heart, I don't know if it was because of the steaming heat, it seemed that she had no appetite.

…… Where did her appetite go?

She eventually stopped at a stall selling honey cakes, which were actually rice cakes.

This snack is relatively expensive and ordinary people can't afford it, so the clay pot with rice cakes is tightly covered, and it looks much cleaner.

Even though she didn't have much of an appetite, she decided to work hard to develop a little appetite.

"Give me some of this." She pointed.

The stall owner looked up and glanced at her.

…… Lu Hangyu had a familiar, not very good premonition for a moment.

The stall owner, who looked a little bit like a big brother, found a piece of rice cake from the clay pot, weighed it and handed it to her.

The rice cake is white and smells of honey.

But she took it with one hand, and when she handed over the money with the other, she checked it with her hand.

"You're not enough?" She said, "There are absolutely no eight taels of honey balls. ”

The stall owner with the temperament of the eldest brother changed his face in an instant, "The silver and the goods are gone!" What are you talking nonsense there! ”

"What am I talking about?" "That's a shortfall!" she discerned. ”

A few more people gathered around the stall, and the eldest brother snorted coldly, "Xiao Langjun, look at your eyes, and your words are not like people from the drama city, you are fleeing, right?" ”

"You don't have enough honey balls, what does it have to do with whether I am from the drama city?" She immediately said, "If you want to threaten me, I'll go and sue the officer." ”

The man squinted at her a few times, "It's not a secret, this half of the market is the property of our Wang Shanren, you are looking for officials, and you are the only one who eats sticks!" ”

…… Who is Wang Shanren? She stared at the big brother in confusion.

Seeing this poor young scribe standing in a daze in the cold wind, a maid next to her came over and pulled her away, and kindly explained: "Xiao Langjun, I'm afraid you don't know, that Wang Shanren is related to General Tian!" ”

“…… General Tian? She thought for a while, "Tian Yu? ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead! General Tian's name is also casually said! ”

"Don't you know that he accepted Wang Shanren's sister, otherwise he would have handed over this half of the market to him!"

“…… Isn't it married? ”

"You don't know again! After all, Wang Shanren's background is not as good as that of a high-ranking family in Beihai, and General Tian is also an envoy of a county, young and promising, and serving under General Xiaolu, how could he marry a woman from a merchant family as the main room? But I heard that the woman did have a flower-like appearance, and I don't blame General Tian...... Alas......"

The eldest brother continued to go back and sit firmly, looking at the world with a look on his face.

But the people who watched this small dispute did not leave immediately, and continued to discuss the legendary love story of Mary Sue and Tian Guorang, the boss of the market.

The young man's attention was not on the rice cake either.

His mouth opened into a small circle, and his eyes flashed with realization.

Chapter 304

The inkstone was piled with dark ink.

It is generally thick, full, with the characteristic glow of ink, and is ready to be dipped in by the bald pen to add a little help to its owner's tireless work.

But now a faint texture appeared on its surface, blurred in the occasional white breath exhaled by its owner.

It was cold in the house, when the charcoal basin was about to go out, and no one seemed to notice, everyone who came in and out was busy, and the people who sat in the house all the time were especially busy.

For Lu Lian, "baggage" is a word, but for Tian Yu, it means a bunch of bamboo slips like a hill, and the work that bamboo slips bring.

As Cao Cao needs to worry about - in addition to raising grain and grass and requisitioning people's husbands, in the current weather, winter clothes and charcoal are also indispensable.

Once the army lacked winter clothing, it was followed by large-scale frostbite and plague.

No one can win a war in such a situation, and when the plague strikes, even the manager himself is often not immune.

Therefore, in order to requisition a sufficient number of fabrics to make winter clothes, Tian Yu had to sort out a plan.

First of all, he had to know how much cloth the theater could mobilize, then the whole of Beihai, then Donglai, and if necessary, he had to ask Langya and Donghai for help, but he didn't have much confidence in the latter.

A large number of civilians are stranded in Langya, and it is also an amazing amount of work to slowly move them back, but without these civilians, where will those cloths come from in this half of Qingzhou?

He needed a large number of officials to be responsible for requisitioning manpower and supplies from nearby counties, and those officials were gone, and a large part of those people were mixed with the people who went south from Qingzhou, trying to maintain the lives of the displaced people, and a small number of them scattered in all directions, and went north or south to take refuge in cars or boats.

When he opened the gate of the drama city and coordinated the affairs of Beihai County, he found that the number of low-level officials was seriously insufficient.

What does it mean that there is a serious shortage of officials at the bottom?

For the government, this means that no one knows whether every village, every household, and every person in the bamboo book is still there, whether they are alive or dead, whether they can serve, whether they can pay taxes, whether they can take out the farmland, and whether they can take out food.

For those people, it means that when they suffer from natural disasters, they don't know who to go to report to reduce taxes, they don't know which officials they should sue when they encounter bandits, and when the county soldiers will come to exterminate the rogues.

There are officials and soldiers in the drama city, there is no doubt about it.

But for many countrymen, even if they encounter a great grievance, they will not want to go to the drama city, go to the assassination mansion, and drag out Kong Rong, who is doing studies, or go to the county guard mansion to pull out Tian Yu, who is busy with military affairs, just to be the master of the two stones of grain for them.

Only when there is really a human life, or even more than one life, will the people want to come to the drama city and find a way to live.

But in this winter, what is the life of Qianshou?

It's a drama city that has just finished a big battle - look at the city, there are corpses and bones everywhere!

After the siege ended, when the battlefield was counted, Tian Yu had already realized the seriousness of this matter, and tried his best to transfer some officials from the drama city to various places in an effort to maintain order.

But this is far from enough.

There are fourteen counties in Beihai alone, there are naturally townships under the county, and there are pavilions in the countryside, and the township commander does not know where to go, and the pavilion chief also fled with his family.

So naturally, these officials who maintain order find a more down-to-earth way:

They don't pick their character, they don't pick talents, they only select some shrewd and capable people from the local area to manage the people for them, among these people, there are well-known elders, and there are pure land snakes, anyway, they are all native-born locals, familiar with the situation of every family, and can manage the people left on the land clearly, it is enough.

…… As for those people, are there local tyrants and inferior gentry who have suspicious conduct, bully men and women, and forcibly seize and rob?

…… I can't care about that!

…… The corpses outside the drama city are stacked on a hill, and the people haven't finished moving for a few days!

There are many officials who hold this idea, and even the city has such signs, and they all feel that as long as they can maintain order for the time being, and do not oppress the people too much to the point of rising up, it will be good to survive this period of time.

Tian Yu put down the pen and rubbed his frozen fingers.

- It shouldn't be this way, he thought, the people will help the old and the young to go south, and it is not such a stupid and incompetent envoy who trusts him.

But he had no time to deal with the affairs of the people, and he had to concentrate and prepare for the next war.