Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 343 Whose fault is it?

  Fei Qian held the letter sent by Jia Qu, frowned a little, then called Huang Cheng and Ma Yan, and handed the letter to them to read.

  There were quite a lot of trees in Bingzhou in the Han Dynasty, and there was no yellow dust everywhere like the later generations. I heard from Mayan that there is only a desert in the northwest of Sheyan and Kucha, where no grass grows.

  If the forest in front of you is cut down, will another desert appear here in a hundred years?

Even in the history of Dong Zhuo's relocation of the capital and the rebellion of Sanfu, Hedong County was only affected by refugees and did not suffer much loss. Until the later period of the Three Kingdoms, it was considered to be in a relatively rear position and did not serve as the main force. It is precisely because of this that Cao Cao finally became a stable granary.

  My current behavior will inevitably reduce the overall grain and grass stock in Hedong County. Once the butterfly **** its wings, will it change the direction of this historical river?

   Fei Qian didn't know.

  Just like when Wang Mang usurped the throne, if Liu Xiu was killed early, would there be another Liu Xiu, Liu Ru and Liu Xiu?

  In the classroom of later generations, some teachers said that history is accidental, but history is inevitable. So is it a coincidence or a necessity?

  Fei Qian didn't know either.

  Sometimes Fei Qian feels like an undercover agent in a spy movie of later generations, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, but he can only keep silent.

   If you don't endure the pain, you don't know how to endure the pain. If you don't travel through time, you don't know the pain through time travel. When I was ordinary, I envied those people who called the wind and rain, but I didn't know that the wind and rain may not be what those people wanted. It's not that they don't want to stop, but sometimes they can't stop at all.

   Like now.

   "Shuye, Chengyuan, how do you think this letter should be handled?"

   It's not about how to look at it, but how to deal with it. The implication is that it must be dealt with, but what method should be adopted.

  Huang Cheng has changed into the standard armor of a military officer. Although it is not exquisite, it reveals a sense of strength in its simplicity. Huang Cheng had already read the letter, he smiled naively, and said: "If you don't accept it, you can beat it, if you beat it, you will accept it."

   This is a relatively straightforward, but effective approach.

   Fei Qian nodded, and turned his gaze to Mayan again.

Ma Yan handed the letter back to Fei Qian, thought for a while, and said: "There are other methods, but they are more time-consuming, so I also agree to go directly to the crusade. This matter itself is unreasonable by the Zhang family. But the Zhang family said It's not big, it's not small, and the village in the east of the city can be considered rigorous, so I'm afraid there will be some losses."

  The so-called other methods are nothing more than building momentum, asking Hedong County to mediate, or talking about recruitment again, etc., but it will take a long time.

   "Do you want to fight?" Fei Qian muttered softly, thoughtfully.

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  Huang Xu was stepping vigorously in the tent, circling back and forth, while Jia Qu was sitting upright.

"If you want me to say just do it directly! The Zhang family is nothing! My lord let us watch here, isn't it just to prevent these idiots from making trouble? I don't believe how many soldiers and horses the Zhang family can have, and a broken village can last for a few days ?”

  Huang Xu muttered, waving his arms, as if he wanted to wipe out Zhangjiazhuang village in one fell swoop.

  In Huang Xu's thinking, this matter is all the fault of the Zhang family's greed. After signing and writing the documents, they actually regretted it now, and then said that they would renegotiate the price. How can there be such a beautiful thing in the world?

  Since etiquette doesn’t make sense, let’s use our fists!

  It's not that Huang Xu doesn't know how to use his brain, but he feels that this kind of thing is clearly a provocation, so can he bear it?

  If Mr. Fei Qianfei hadn’t repeatedly told Huang Xu to obey Jia Qu’s arrangement before setting off, Huang Xu would have led his team to besiege Zhangjiazhuang by now.

Another point hidden in Huang Xu's mind is that since Fei Qian handed over the Anyi camp to himself and Jia Qu, it means that he and Jia Qu are leading the army alone, but even trivial things like the Zhang family have to deal with it. Maybe, wouldn't it be the same as dropping a dog gnawing mud just after going out?

   Naturally, Huang Xu was unwilling to accept this.

   As for Huang Xu, who is more urgent and wants to prove his abilities more, Jia Qu is relatively more stable and thinks more.

  Jia Qu himself is from Hedong, so he naturally knows what kind of class the Zhang family belongs to. In his opinion, it is unreasonable for the Zhang family to adopt such a method.

  The Zhang family is not a big family, nor is it a powerful family. At most, it can be regarded as a low-level rural tyrant. There are only seven or eight hundred guards. What qualifications do they have to challenge?

   Unless the Wei family is behind it.

  If it was a single Zhang family, Jia Qu’s thinking was the same as Huang Xu’s, and he would talk about other things after cleaning up, but now that the Wei family is involved, it is not easy to handle.

The Wei family is not only well-known in Hedong, but in addition to Anyi, there are also quite a few villages in Wenxi, Linfen and other places. There are six or seven large and small villages. One hundred, on average, each Zhuangzi is counted as one thousand guards, and there are five or six thousand people...

  Huang Xu walked up to Jia Qu, bent down and stared at Jia Qu and said, "Liang Dao, just a word, can you send troops?"

  Jia Qu also looked at Huang Xu and shook his head seriously.

  Huang Xu was a little annoyed for a moment. He let out a high, stomped his feet, shook the curtain of the tent, and left.

  But not long after going out, Huang Xu lifted the curtain again with a whoosh and walked in, holding an extra letter in his hand, which was sealed with bright red wax paint.

   "This is the reply letter from my lord!" Huang Xu handed the letter in front of Jia Qu, and then he didn't mean to avoid it. He stretched his head, obviously wanting to read it together.

   Jia Qu smiled. Anyway, there is no need to shy away from this matter, so he checked the wax paint, and then opened the letter with a bamboo knife...

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On the head of Anyi City, a soldier watched the Feiqian camp from the turret for a long time, and saw that the entire Feiqian camp was in order, and there was no sign of mobilizing soldiers. Seeing that it was getting late, he retreated from the turret and turned around Turning a corner, I found a military marshal who was sitting on a horse tie in the ear hole, leaning against the wall, with his feet up, holding a small vinegar gourd, and sipping old vinegar in small sips.

   "Er Heizi, is there any movement outside the city?" The military marquis asked as soon as he saw the soldier, he put down his crossed legs.

"This...reporting to the military officer, there is no movement...I have been staring at this for a whole day, and I am almost blind...This, I guess there will be no movement..." Er Heizi bent over and laughed road.

"You bastard, broken skin!" The military officer stretched out his hand, and slapped Er Heizi on the forehead, "I told you to let me know if there is any movement, you just stared at it for a while and figured it out. Guess that, why don't you guess the sky! Go back and stare at me!"

Er Heizi put on a shy face, chuckled, and said, "Zhong! Zhong! I'll go right away!" Although he said so, he didn't move his footsteps, staring greedily at the little vinegar gourd in the waiting officer's hand, He licked his lips.

"You melon skin!" Although the military officer was cursing, he still handed the little vinegar gourd to Er Heizi, and then watched Er Heizi take a big mouthful, and snatched it back distressedly, "Why don't you be sour? Broken skin!"

   After taking a big mouthful of old vinegar, Er Heizi's whole body trembled, and he let out a long breath, "It's so sour, it's so beautiful!"

  The military officer was about to kick, but Er Heizi ran back in a hurry.

  The military marquis laughed, sat down again, raised his feet, shook the little gourd, and frowned, obviously still a little distressed.

   As a result, before he could sit down for a long time, Er Heizi came back thumping and panting, "...Yes... Yes... There is movement! There is movement!"

  Jun Hou stood up abruptly, but almost hit the wall above his head, he quickly helped his crooked helmet, "Go, have a look!"

   The weather is hot, heatstroke... and the concubine who has grown a back... cough cough... it's prickly heat...

  (end of this chapter)