"Then what does Lord Lu mean......"

For Hu Jinlu's words such as "thousands of miles of fertile land, feet of the four seas", Kong Wen didn't understand it, and he didn't want to continue to listen, but he still couldn't be a little dissatisfied on his face, suppressing this dissatisfaction, Kong Wen said to Hu Jinlu with an inferiority complex. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hu Jinlu was very pleased with Kongwen's humble attitude, maybe every Song literati thought about the feeling of being in power for a while, or maybe Hu Jinlu often whispered to Lu Zheng, and looked at how majestic Lu Zheng was in front of people, and couldn't help but have a desire to be on top.

Now that Kong Wen put on this attitude, Hu Jinlu was naturally very happy, and immediately smiled: "There are some people outside the city who are self-farming, last year we were defeated in a battle with the Great Liao, and this year the Liao people attacked again, and the front-line soldiers want to work hard for the people of the world, they need to fill their stomachs first......"

In the past, the beggars protected the fertile land outside the city from the invasion of bandits and squires, so they would get some grain from the people every year, which of course would not be sold, but used as beggars' expenses.

Is Lu Zheng eyeing this grain this time? Kong Wen secretly scolded Lu Zheng in his heart for being greedy, and in order to snatch this grain from the mouths of the beggars, he actually used the Liao invasion to open the way. Of course, this is to wronged Lu Zheng, although Lu Zheng is no different from the officials of the Great Song Dynasty in the world, but he will not touch these grains, this amount of food is completely used for the imperial court to recruit and train soldiers, after all, the military system of the Great Song Dynasty has a huge consumption, because of the Song and Liao wars for many years, the annual food expenditure of the Great Song Dynasty for military food is increasing, and because of the exemption of military households, the grain collected by the imperial court every year cannot catch up with the speed of consumption.

Lu Zheng is not a corrupt official, but he has also read the books of sages, and Lu Zheng has never been selfish in serving the country. However, Kong Wen naturally will not understand Lu Zheng's "good intentions", after all, the silver that the beggars spend on officialdom every year is like the water sprinkled when watering flowers, and no beggar gang leader can say clearly how much water has watered the soil. But if you don't water the flowers, the flowers will wither, and if you don't sprinkle the silver into the officialdom, the survival of the beggars will be difficult.

Perhaps it is also a great irony that they are just a group of beggars, but they can't live by begging alone?

Of course, Kong Wen was not at all interested in the relationship between these flowers, soil, and water at the moment, and in the face of Hu Jinlu's request, he could only reply:

"Understood, Lord Lu is concerned about the front-line soldiers, dedicated to solving the king's worries, this sincerity, although we and other small people have no official or position, but also understand the principle of putting the country first, Mr. Hu can only go back to report to Lord Lu, and said that Kong Wen understands Lord Lu's hard work, although the beggars have experienced this catastrophe, they are still loyal and patriotic, and the people outside the city will definitely have a good harvest next year. ”

Everything in front is nonsense, only the last sentence "The people outside the city will definitely have a good harvest next year" is the answer Hu Jinlu really wants.

After getting the promise of Kongwen, Hu Jinlu did not want to continue to stay in this stuffy and dark small room, after the two politely spoke, Hu Jinlu said goodbye happily, although Lu Zheng had fallen asleep at the moment, Hu Jinlu could not immediately invite credit, but tomorrow Lu Zheng's reward seemed to have appeared in front of Hu Jinlu's eyes.

"Lu Zheng, this insatiable old dog......"

Looking at Hu Jinluyue's hazy back, Kong Wen took a sip and turned back to the hut.

Of course, the seven-bag disciple who wanted to kill the old beggar with one palm was already waiting for him there, not only him, but behind the seven-bag disciple, there were three or four six-bag or seven-bag disciples, all of whom were Kong Wen's henchmen.

"I can't rest yet......"

Kong Wen sat down in his chair while enduring the battle-fighting eyelids.

The long nights were long, especially the long nights filled with the smell of blood during the day, which were longer than every long night in Luoyang before.

"The bodies we buried have been dug up. ”

"You go and report to Lord He, I'll follow them......"

"You...... You are ......"

"Brother Zhang......"

Two subtle blades slashing across the neck, coupled with a soldier's shout, were the sounds that could have been heard in the woods.

"Slow hands......

Guo Si was carrying a knife, leaning against a big tree, and his voice was full of infinite vicissitudes.

"If only you were still here. ”

I don't know who said this, but after saying this, Guo Si began to laugh, he didn't dare to make a sound, or the throat that was hoarse as if it was about to rust an iron belt finally couldn't stand the torture and broke.

He laughed wildly, and in front of the two corpses, he jumped and jumped like a monkey, sometimes curled up in a ball, like a tortoise on land, and of course, when he came out of the woods, his expression was like that of a man.

A living person, one who can cry and laugh, not so cold that he thinks about a piece of ice all day long, and only knows the knife of killing.

The sun rises in the east, and the sun does not rise too early in winter, so even if it is six o'clock, the horizon is only cloudy.

A loud cry is more useful than a rooster's crow, because it is a mixture of anger and shock, and the unique emotions of a person can always make a sound sound more powerful and more destructive.

"What? Found their bodies in the woods?"

He Kui was still wearing pajamas, and he was not angry when he was awakened, because he knew that his own soldiers were very well-behaved and would never wake him up because of any trivial matter, and when he encountered a major event, he Kui sent them to the camp of the gang. He Kui believes that the kind of guy who is good at pleasing his superiors, but does not know the priorities, is unlikely to save his life at a critical time.

The reason for He Kui's real anger was the two corpses, they were originally two personal soldiers who had been arranged by He Kui to spy on the corpses buried last night, but now they had become two corpses that were miserable in death.

In addition to the deep blood marks on the necks of these two corpses, there were also traces of knife wounds and sword wounds everywhere on their bodies, and these knife wounds and sword wounds were of course added by Guo Si after the death of the two.

But no one would think so at this moment, whether it was He Kui's personal soldiers who gritted their teeth and were afraid and angry about their brother's tragic death, or He Kui himself, who was so angry that he only thought about the murderer being broken into thousands of pieces.

"Who is it?"

He Kui knew that there would be no answer to this, and the soldiers who followed He Kui also knew that this was just a means for He Kui to vent his anger.

"Divine Gate ......"

The answer is self-evident, in addition to being angry, He Kui suddenly understood why Ji Hualian wanted to let him do this.

"It's so calculated......" (To be continued.) )