Lu Bu’s Life Simulator

"You and I fought together in this pass. Although I am the one making the decision now, it is impossible for me to watch my brothers being wronged?" Du Ling and Lu Bu said as they walked, holding Li Meng's shoulders.

"My lord, don't worry, I know the truth. It's really wrong to ask my lord to come here in person." Li Meng wanted to salute, but was stopped by Lu Bu.

"I'm also to blame for this matter. I should have discussed it with all the officers and men in advance, but time is running out. If we can't take the lead, we don't know who will own these lands!" Being controlled by such courtiers and scholars, we were restrained everywhere just now, so we have to establish rules, but brothers and I came here together, I can't let everyone suffer, let alone chill everyone, but these fiefdoms can only be used now. Give it quietly, and when you become a marquis in the future, you will give it openly."

"My lord, don't worry, Li Meng will definitely support my lord in this matter!" Li Meng said loudly.

"You and I can rest assured that this pass is ours now, and we have to abide by the rules. If you feel wronged, tell me, as long as you don't hurt the sky, you can make the decisions!" Lu Bu patted Li Meng's shoulder and smiled.

Feeling Lu Bu's concern, Li Meng was moved in his heart, and the grievances that had arisen from the unification of land taxes disappeared in an instant. Although he paid more taxes, Lu Bu secretly compensated him more.

There are many things, the same thing can be said in different ways, just like the current Li Meng, not long ago he even had the idea of ​​leading troops to separate the regime, but now, he just wants to follow Lu Bu to kill those disobedient gentry and gentry. Show your loyalty with a good meal.

As for Li Meng's infidelity... In fact, when most people encounter problems related to their own interests, they are similar.

It is precisely because he knows this that Lu Bu will try his best to appease him instead of intensifying the conflict in a fit of anger. Now Lu Bu has to face the floods, plagues, refugees in Guanzhong, and the courtiers who are trying their best to trip him up. , these Xiliang army and Xiliang generals must surround him and become the sharpest spear for him to solve these problems.

I stayed here with Li Meng for two days, patrolling the barracks, giving lectures and giving words of encouragement. The generals are fine now, and the soldiers are actually easier to appease.

Then Lu Bu took Li Ru to the Martial Arts Hall non-stop to appease Song Xian who was stationed here, then went to Chencang, then Fufeng, Anding, then went to Feng Yi, and finally went to Hongnong to have a drink with Duan Yan After this big circle, it was January. When I returned to Guanzhong, the autumn harvest had passed, but with the new round of autumn rains, the already stabilized floods began to be in crisis again.

Yumi, Lishui!

"Here...here...build...a dam..."

"Slow down!" Hua Xiong looked at Ma Jun impatiently, looked at Lishui in front of him, frowned, and said, "This place is almost at Longguan, what's the matter with building a dam here?"

"General...general...and...look..." Ma Jun took out the map, pointed to Qianshui and said, "This...Chai...Changshui...is...the main...main tributary of Weishui..."

Swallowing his saliva, seeing Hua Xiong's impatient face, Ma Jun took a deep breath, trying not to be nervous: "Only...only...control...control...this...Lishui, in... Here... build... build... dykes... dams, flood... seasons... store water, and... water... pass... ditches... lead... to the four directions, both... can... Fill..."

"Stop talking!" Hua Xiong waved his hands dissatisfied, "I have waited for eight thousand soldiers to follow you for more than a month, but I just dug holes everywhere, but I didn't see much effect. My eight thousand soldiers were all on the battlefield. Those who kill the enemy and do meritorious deeds, but follow you to dig around and stutter, the lord told me to listen to you, and I listened, but you can't spoil me!"

"I... next... no... dare not, just... just... this... year old... Guanzhong... climate..."

"If you want to do it, do it yourself, don't bother me!" Hua Xiong waved his hands in dissatisfaction, helplessly annoyed by him.

Ma Jun was helpless, looked left and right, and suddenly drew his sword.

"What do you want to do!?" Hua Xiong stared.

Ma Jun didn't speak, but used a sword as a brush, and wrote on the ground. Hua Xiong looked at it for a while and said, "You said it will rain heavily this year?"

Ma Jun nodded fiercely.

"Who are you? Are you a god!?" Hua Xiong said disdainfully, it rained so much in spring and it still rains in autumn, is God crazy?

Ma Jun looked at Hua Xiong and said, "General...general, Wen...Marquis Wen...let...let you...listen...listen to me!"

"Don't use the lord to put me down!" Hua Xiong glared at Ma Jun fiercely, the aura of the battlefield surged, and ordinary people would have been put down long ago, but Ma Jun was also afraid, but he accepted death. He just stared at Hua Xiong stubbornly, poking his neck and refusing to budge.

On the contrary, Hua Xiong was the first to be defeated. He glanced at Ma Jun and said, "You are amazing, listen to you!"

He turned to look around at the officers and men who were watching the excitement and said, "What are you looking at!? Prepare to build a dam!"

Although the construction started, it could be seen that everyone from Huaxiong to ordinary soldiers seemed absent-minded. Ma Jun could only keep monitoring, and his stuttering voice kept echoing on the river bank.

In mid-August, it really rained heavily in Guanzhong, not to mention Guanzhong, and even the water in the Jianshui area was soaring, and because of Hua Xiong and others' passive slowdown, several drainage ditches and water diversion channels designed by Ma Jun before were not dug out. The dam was about to be washed away by the soaring river, Hua Xiong and others were a little dumbfounded.

Even if you don't understand this, you can see that once the dam here is washed away, the entire Fufeng downstream will suffer. Facts have proved that Ma Jun's previous preparations were correct, but they failed to implement them.

what to do?

In the rain, Hua Xiong felt a little guilty when he saw the figure of the young man kneeling on the ground digging the canal alone, but the dam might be collapsed by the water at any time, Hua Xiong braved the rain and rushed to Ma Jun's side: "Small stutter, it's too dangerous here , let's withdraw first, and then think of a way?"

"Think...can't...you...don't...don't...listen to me, and I...haven't...not capable...to direct." Ma Jun shook his head while digging a ditch.

"Also...and...I can...can walk...but...under...the following...is...my...hometown, township...the villagers...can't go, hometown...no... ...It's gone...I...I also...don't...want to leave..."

Looking at the weak figure of Ma Jun, a school captain suddenly took off his armor, picked up the tool with his bare arms and started digging. He is also a Fufeng man.

"Why are you so dazed!" Hua Xiong saw more and more people gathered around, and cursed: "Go to work for me, I can't dig these ditches before the dam is destroyed today, everyone has a plan One, leave the corpse here to block the water!"

Although it was braving the heavy rain, the eight thousand soldiers worked in a completely different state this time. They actually dug two ravines in one day to divert part of the river water in the predetermined direction.

The Sishui was blocked. Although there was heavy rain in Guanzhong, the Weishui River did not rise sharply because of this. If Ma Jun hadn't predicted in advance, then this autumn rain would definitely be a disaster for Guanzhong.

Hua Xiong didn't hesitate this time. With 8,000 troops, under the command of Ma Jun, he dug ditches for half a month and diverted the water to various places in Fufeng to irrigate the fields. He didn't release the dam until the heavy rain in Guanzhong stopped for half a month. Let the Si River flow into the Wei River.

So far, the flood has been eliminated by them, but the price is because many people caught wind and cold because of the rainy tile ditches before, and they didn't have a good rest for a while. Half of the 8,000 soldiers brought by Xiong fell ill, and when they arrived in Chang'an, it was said that they had suffered from the plague. Lü Bu was shocked and brought a large number of medical craftsmen himself.

"Marquis Wen, it's probably caused by the wind and cold, not the plague." The imperial physician looked at Lu Bu and smiled.

"That's good. Those who are not affected by the cold will come to me to help the medical craftsmen." Lu Bu heaved a sigh of relief, then looked at the generals present and said.

"Here!" A group of generals agreed, and began to direct the soldiers who were not affected by the wind and cold to help these medical craftsmen and do what they could.

Lu Bu came to Hua Xiong's tent, this time, Hua Xiong unfortunately also caught the cold.

"My lord." Hua Xiong's pale lips parted when he saw Lu Bu approaching, "Why do you bother me, my lord, to come here in person?"

"I already know about the matter." After Lu Bu sent the doctor away, he sat down, looked at Hua Xiong's pale face, and cursed: "You have to blame yourself!"

Originally, there was no need for such a miserable situation. According to Ma Jun's calculation, the canal could be repaired before the rain fell. In the end, only a dam was built. Who can be blamed?

Behind Lu Bu, Dian Wei and Ma Chao grinned at Hua Xiong.

Hua Xiong laughed and said, "Isn't that...a little misunderstanding?"

"This misunderstanding is costly. Nearly half of the 8,000 soldiers fell to the ground. Do you know how many medicinal herbs are used for healing?" During this time, Lu Bu not only patrolled but also dealt with the plague. Everywhere he went, he would give detailed instructions on how to control the disease. The epidemic spread, and as a result, it almost caused a big epidemic for itself.

When he knew the truth, Lu Bu had the urge to kill Hua Xiong.

Hua Xiong felt a little guilty when he was told by Lu Bu: "My lord, that little stutter... no... that Ma Jun also fell ill, is he all right?"

"Okay, young man, your body will recover quickly." Lu Bu laughed.

Although there were some twists and turns, this little stuttering ability surprised Lu Bu. This is a talent, and a great talent!

"My lord, the general has a merciless request! My lord must agree to the general!" Hua Xiong suddenly said solemnly.

"Since it's an unfeeling request, then don't say it." Lu Bu stood up.

Hua Xiong sat up quickly, and grabbed Lu Bu: "My lord, it's actually not difficult. I have some fate with that little stutterer. Can I let him come to be my assistant?"

"Shu Zuo?" Lu Bu raised his eyebrows and looked at Hua Xiong: "Will you keep the account?"

"En." Hua Xiong nodded.

"The person who can manage the flood in Guanzhong is only worthy of being your secretary and bookkeeper!?" Lu Bu looked down at Hua Xiong with a dangerous light in his eyes: "The world is not as big as your heart! "

"Uh..." Hua Xiong looked at Lu Bu and remained silent.

"If someone wants to find it by himself, don't come to me to ask for it!" Lu Bu looked at Hua Xiong's aggrieved appearance, and snorted coldly.

"By the way, my lord, I heard that Mr. Wenyou is back?" Hua Xiong smiled awkwardly, wanting to change the subject.

"?" Lu Bu looked at Hua Xiong. Is this an idea to hit Li Ru?

"Don't get me wrong, the general is just asking, asking!"