After the New Year, the weather began to recover on time and in a leisurely manner, and the temperature began to rise slowly. It is conceivable that the first month of the year will be warmer and thaw, and by then the rivers and the Bohai Sea will be covered with broken ice, and the fields will also be frozen.

It was soaked with melted snow water.

Next, you can naturally start plowing and spring plowing from south to north.

And if calculated based on spring plowing, it will be the fourth anniversary of Zhang Xing's arrival in this world, and he will soon enter his fifth year. Summer will soon come, and his career as a rebel will also enter his third year.

Xiucai's rebellion failed in three years, but Zhang Xing's rebellion only made progress too fast in three years.

It's indeed too fast.

Especially in life after the rebellion, there is always a feeling of being pushed away... If he had followed the original plan, he would have just crossed the river at this time, and he might not even have encountered the first battle. But now, he has crossed the river.

The rebel army has already completed the battle to gain a foothold, is fully reorganized, and is ready for new tests.

But what should I say? The situation is unforgiving, who is not being pushed away?

"Feng Gong." In the main hall of the General's Mansion in Hejian County, Xue Changxiong, the general manager of the Hebei March of the Wei Dynasty, who was sitting in the first place, looked at the light coming from the door, and looked at the old man in civilian clothes in the seat in front of him slightly uneasily.

In response to the voice, he moved his steps in full military uniform, even rubbing a lot of mud. "The situation is not forgiving, who is not being pushed? The road is muddy, spring plowing is about to happen, didn't I know? The thieves are inciting people's hearts, I don't know

Do you know? I also read the flyer and walked on the road myself."

"Then why are you still going?" Feng Wuyi asked in confusion. "If you go, wouldn't you be playing into the plan?"

"Hey..." Xue Changxiong was obviously irritated by this statement, but he glanced at his confidant sitting on the other side, Supervisor Sima Chen Bin.

Chen Bin understood, immediately stood up, smiled at Feng Wuyi opposite him, and explained briefly: "Mr. Feng, you have fallen into a trap... fell into the thief Zhang San's plan."

"What should I say?" Feng Wuyi also looked seriously at the Nanchen remnant opposite.

"Actually, it's very simple... it's the right time." Chen Bin, who was standing there, explained seriously to the old man in front of him. "The main force of the bandit army is in Hebei, and the troops of the 25th Battalion are also good, but the foundation of the thieves is still in the East after all.

Border, the material logistics, civilian soldiers of the eight counties in the east, including the soldiers, horses and ordnance practitioners that extend to the six counties in Huaixi, are not comparable to the Hebei area that only occupies 30% of the Bohai Sea and 30% of the plains. He claims to be able to operate in Ban County

Sit tight, and the confidence to fight us actually depends on the support from the east behind you, so the traffic on the river will be critical at this time."

Feng Wuyi twisted his beard and nodded, there was indeed nothing wrong with what he said.

"Before, it was frozen in winter, and the river was as flat as walking on the ground. The north and south were integrated, and supplies, soldiers and horses came at a moment's notice... To be fair, the land of eight counties is not just a boast. If we really want to fight, even if we win, it will be a tragic victory.

Unable to suppress the situation in Hebei after the war, my general chose to avoid the war at that time." Chen Bin continued. "But now we have to send troops because it is the flood season on the river and the sea at this time, and the north and south are isolated and there is no communication.

It is also difficult to build a pontoon on a boat, and even if the master of condensing pills is not high-level, it will be difficult... This fighter plane will arrive soon, and it only lasts for half a month, so it is impossible to let it go no matter what!"

"I really didn't expect this. General Xue is indeed a master of military affairs." Feng Wuyi thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed the case, but he immediately realized. "So, that Zhang San knew that you were going to go at this time, so he deliberately

Are you saying that in the leaflet just to disturb the morale of the military?"

Chen Bin nodded, and Xue Changxiong also nodded quickly.

"But..." Feng Wuyi thought for a moment, frowned and asked again. "But it's true that everyone in the local area is opposed to it... I asked many local officials, and they all said that the army was crossing the border and delaying spring plowing. I'm afraid that's not the case.

Have they all fallen into the trap? Are these county guards, magistrates, captains, and county magistrates all as ignorant as me?"

Chen Bin did not answer, but just went to see Xue Changxiong. When he saw the latter pretending to be dead, he smiled helplessly at Feng Wuyi and said: "Mr. Feng... I just ask you, is the current situation in Hebei more important, military or civil?

If we don’t drive the thieves across the river, I’m afraid Hebei will never have peace.”

This is an admission that the crossing of the army will definitely delay spring plowing.

On the other side, Feng Wuyi was not stupid either. How could someone who had been around that saint for decades be stupid? So he quickly realized that this was probably the case:

The words of Zhang Sanlang, who had traveled with him, were probably true and not false at all, but he should have indeed covered up the extremely unfavorable fact about him during the Lingxun period, and he had obviously taken the opportunity to alienate people, spread rumors, and shake people's hearts.

Hidden malice... It can even be said that the effect is remarkable;

There is nothing wrong with the attitude of the local officials. The spring plowing has been delayed. Even if the battle is barely won, when the recession is over, the people are afraid that they will still rebel and the so-called "thieves" will fill the land. Then it will be their responsibility and hard work.

, What's more, they already have a lot of resentment and resentment because of Hejian Camp's unscrupulous looting of places, because of Zhang Shiyu's death, and because of the retreat of Hejian Camp in the battle of Leling. That is also true;

There is no need to say more about the Hejian camp. The thief Zhang San has analyzed it very well. General Xue Changxiong is a typical Guanlong military leader. He only sees soldiers and horses. Therefore, he is more or less willing to pay attention to the civilians like the local officials.

Than, he is more inclined to powerful forces that directly play a substantial role in the army... Not to mention, there is also a saying about the Lingshui Period that can cover up everything.

Zhang San can ignore these three parties, but the other two, including the powerful people and the common people who have already made their choices, must unite. Otherwise, how can the imperial court still be a imperial court? How can a thief be just a thief?

After a moment of hesitation and silence, just when Xue Changxiong was obviously impatient, Old Man Feng spoke again, but he passed Chen Bin and asked General Xue seriously: "General, if you have to send troops at this time, can you try to restrain them as much as possible?"

What about military discipline? I witnessed what happened in Changhe County with my own eyes. After the people were robbed and had no one to rely on in the winter, they had no choice but to defect to the thieves. There is also the matter of Prefect Zhang..."

"Feng Gong, what are you talking about? I have done my best for the country, but you care about this? Don't forget that I also lost a son, two beloved generals, and 10,000 elite troops! All my faults are mine.

As soon as he said this, Xue Changxiong became furious and stood up with his sleeves like a toad that had been stung on his butt. However, he did not go out. He just walked to the inside of the hall door, turned to the side with his hands behind his hands, and then faced the wall silently.

Feng Wuyi stared at this person blankly, then stood up and followed him, trying his best to persuade from behind: "General, the overall situation is not what it used to be. Here in Hebei, we need to try our best to appease people's hearts."

Xue Changxiong just remained silent.

Supervisory Army Sima Chen Bin had no choice but to follow up with a smile: "Mr. Feng, why did you defect to the thieves? Since ancient times, the army and the people have been enemies rather than friends. What's the difference? This incident is clearly a sinister gang. After occupying Wubao,

, driving the redundant people to work as official slaves in the eastern border areas, or simply selling them into private slaves. They are just good at words and deliberately inciting people's hearts."

Feng Wuyi turned around and explained seriously: "Eastern Territory is abolitionist. Not only will it not sell official slaves, but it will also try its best to free official slaves and redeem private slaves."

Chen Bin was startled and continued to answer: "These are all lies made by Zhang San... This person has many tricks and lies frequently."

"It's just a lie, but what if everyone believes it?" Feng Wuyi asked seriously. "Local officials, ordinary people, and merchants are all willing to believe it, so what should we do?"

Chen Bin hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Mr. Feng, the officers, soldiers and thieves, do you actually want to believe the thieves?"

When the words came to this point, Feng Wuyi was completely silent.

In desperation, the old man could only bow his hands to Xue Changxiong, who was turning his back, and then walked out. Upon seeing this, Chen Bin hurried to see him off.

As soon as the people left, Xue Laoqi and Xue Wanquan, who had been waiting outside the door, couldn't help but go in and ask: "Commander Father, he is just an old man who has resigned from office, why should he be angry with him?"

"What do you know?"

To control the Hejian camp and more than 20 states and counties, don’t you rely on the tattered sign of the saint? So no matter how ridiculous Old Man Feng is, he is still a figure in the same line as us, and we cannot easily refuse."

Xue Wanquan was thoughtful.

Seeing this, Xue Changxiong couldn't help lowering his voice and continued to educate: "Besides, Leling lost Governor Zhang and was really caught off guard. Old man Feng only wandered in front of the emperor. Some words were wrong, but now Hebei

All the aristocratic families and local officials are dissatisfied with us and are staring at us. It is true and we cannot go too far... This is why I want to send troops early for a decisive battle."

Xue Wanquan just sighed: "My father is far-sighted and can see clearly."

Xue Changxiong shook his head and was too lazy to say more: "Hurry up and prepare for sending troops quickly, don't delay!"

Not to mention how Xue Changxiong taught his son well, on the other hand, Feng Wuyi ran into a wall and was also a little frustrated.

But unexpectedly, Xue Changxiong's confidant Chen Bin, who had been aggressive in the hall before, only asked which one was more important, military or civilian? Which one should be trusted if he called the government, the army, or the traitor? Now he was seeing him off all the way, and he actually spoke politely without losing any etiquette.

It was in sharp contrast to the previous hall.

And soon, Feng Wuyi knew why the other party was like this.

"Mr. Feng, I have something to ask you... You come from the south of the Yangtze River, and you don't know what the scenery is like there now?" When he came to the corner inside the mansion gate and saw people around him busy, Chen Bin took the opportunity to speak.

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Feng Wuyi looked at the other party, and then remembered that this person was actually the former Chen royal family, and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't hide it from you, and I can't hide it... Jiangnan is not very good. There are rebels in Jiangdong and Jiangxi.

The intentions of the one on the ridge and the one who set up the Qianjin Pillar are unknown. Although the two generals who suppressed the rebellion are both at the level of masters, they did not dare to go deep into the mountainous area and just kept going back and forth."

Chen Bin folded his hands and laughed: "So, aren't the soldiers and people there worse off than in Hebei?"

Feng Wuyi was stunned on the spot, because what he said was absolutely correct, but it seemed obviously wrong.

"Does Mr. Feng care about the people so much in Yangzhou?" Chen Bin continued to ask with a smile.

Feng Wuyi only felt that he staggered slightly in the cold wind of early spring, and was actually a little swaying, but soon he stood still again, and then he bowed his hands in front of the General's Mansion and responded sincerely:

"No...I feel very ashamed now."

Chen Bin seemed to want to laugh at first, but when he saw the other party's gesture, he felt bored and just smiled with his hands behind his back:

"Feng Gong...why are you doing this? You are from Hebei, and you were sent to Daxing as a descendant. You relied on your writing skills and your family background to find your way into the lurking residence of today's saint. You should understand that,

In the eyes of Guanlong people, people from Hebei or Jiangdong... just like what Zhang San said on his list, they are not considered human beings. Now that General Xue is here, things are nothing more than this. Just now I

I ask you whether you are an official or a thief, civil or military, but there is another question that is not easy to ask. Are you from Guanlong above or Hebei below?"

Feng Wuyi stood on the spot.

"Don't blame me for being mean, because the imperial court has always been like this. It's just that before, the people could barely survive, and you and I could barely have a bowl of soup. But now, life has become tight, and everyone's true colors have inevitably been exposed." After that,

Chen Bin cupped his hands and turned around to go back.

Feng Wuyi still stood there. After a long time, he walked out of the last door in despair and climbed into a car waiting outside.

The driver was Feng Wuyi's fourth son and the fifth son of the family, Feng Fang. After helping his father to do the work, he took advantage of the situation and asked: "Father, where are we going next?"

"Reply to the letter." Feng Wuyi came back to his senses and responded calmly. "Reply to the letter."

Feng Zan was puzzled for a moment: "Didn't my father say that he would replace Zhang Shiyu to bridge the gap between Hejian Camp and the local authorities? How come he left right after he came? Then Xue Changxiong didn't appoint him?"

Feng Wuyi forced a smile: "How can a mere Hebei person be qualified to be a bridge...at least he must be from a noble family in Jin."

Feng Zan was stunned for a moment, why didn't he understand? Then he also smiled bitterly, but tried his best to comfort: "In this case, father just goes home and sits quietly. If he doesn't ask these questions, he will save himself."

"It's difficult!" Feng Wuyi lay half-lying in the car. He didn't know whether he was talking about it being difficult subjectively or objectively. "It's difficult!"
To be continued...