Do more things, will there be more rewards?
Cao Shang didn't know before, but now he knew. He suddenly understood why many people were reluctant to do more. He even clearly recalled the strange look of the military marquis looking at him in the middle of the rear camp last night.
Is that looking at the fool?
Haha, fool.
I am indeed a fool.
Why did he rush out last night? Cao Shang asked himself.
Cao Shang lowered his head and his heart continued to sink, because he found that Xiahou Shang, who was above the top, seemed to have no idea what Cao Shang said or asked him to do...
Although Cao Shang did not look up, he could see some of Xiahou Shang's appearance from the corner of his eyes.
Xiahou Shang, wearing a light armor, does have a great majesty.
The pieces of armor on the armor are very regular, and even within the big tent, they seem to be able to shine. The carefully carved patterns flow on the edge of the pieces, like the breath of glory flowing.
Xiahou Shang's face was white, short bearded, and slightly blessed. His slightly protruding belly could not be stretched even with the armor belt, and it bulged outwardly. At least several jade buckles and gold buttons were inlaid on the belt, and a colorful silk ribbon was hung obliquely, and a sachet was decorated with gold and silver threads hanging below the ribbon.
Even if he didn't say anything, Xiahou Shang just sat there and a sense of wealth rushed towards him, suffocating!
Xiahou Shang raised his head high and his chin was raised high.
He was also looking at Cao Shang.
In terms of appearance, although Cao Shang was not too ugly, his skin was dark and his hair was solid. Last night, there were some smoke and blood on his head and face that he had not been cleaned, so he looked like a refugee.
If it comes to merit, Cao Shang is just a martial artist. He has won a little bit of a victory over Hu cavalry with his first courage. He doesn’t even have many achievements at the head level. How can he talk about whether he has made merit or not?
If we talk about talent, how many talents can a guy who has not read many scriptures or has no famous reputation in the countryside?
When Xiahou Shangyue looked at Cao Shang, he felt more and more bored.
If it wasn't for the right confession... Bah, if it weren't for Cao Shang's surname, Xiahou Shang wouldn't be too lazy to see him even when he met him!
When I came last night, Cao Shang reported that it was only Hu Qi?!
In fact, only Hu Qi?!
This is obviously a side army of cavalry!
If it were just Hu Qi, wouldn’t he throw his back camp up and down, left and right, inside and out, from the Marquis of Quchang’s Army to the Chief of the Chief Commander, and even his own leader of the rear camp, throw his face to the ground and let him trample on it?
What a bastard!
Here, it represents the Han Dynasty, the military authority of the Han Dynasty, and the family majesty of the Xiahou clan of the Cao clan!
As a result, I haven't even beaten Hu Qi?
Then there was such a small grain transport officer who maintained the order of the rear camp?
Is it ridiculous?
ridiculous!
Is it ridiculous?
absurd!
"...Jirigulu..." Some voices echoed in the big tent.
Xiahou Shang closed his eyes slightly, suppressed his anger deep in his eyes, and then focused his attention on the young general in front of him, his nephew Xiahou said.
Xiahou Dao liked him much more. He was young, handsome, white and clean, full of vitality, with a straight waist and a straight mouth, and was talking freely. "... The general was planning and even if he was invaded, it would be fine. How could a mere bandit soldier be shaken? As the saying goes, the Liao River is cold and the Western Mountains are clear, the bright light is condensed and the dusk is purple. He was like a stalker on the military route, attacking the Hu Man with a waving his sleeves, driving the bandits like turning over his palms, fighting in the quiet north like finding a bag. There are also the loyalty of the military academy, and the soldiers and soldiers are coming back. Why can't they achieve great achievements be achieved if they are stationed here? What are the fears of Hu Man? There are generals here and you all work together, this is the blessing of the country and the blessing of the Han Dynasty...
Xiahou Shang nodded slightly, with a smile on his face.
Is this human words?
When doing things, you must first be a good person. If you don’t know how to be a human being, you can’t do anything.
Hello, I, everyone, it’s really good. Those who don’t know how to be a human being can’t say they have both virtue and ability!
In order to kill enemies in wars, individuals can do it, but if you want to be a good person, control your relationships and handle your surrounding connections well, will you just kill people with swords and guns? Being a human being means weaving yourself as a point into a network of up, down, left and right, and becoming a part of this network. You must have a view of the overall situation and patronize your own small calculations. How can you become a great person?
Now my nephew is obviously a little bit great!
Look, how well said, victory belongs to everyone, not to one person!
I defeated last night, um, defeated, um, anyway, no matter what, the enemy retreated and the rear camp was saved. Is this a person's credit? If the whole camp is not up and down, left and right, front and back, and the joint efforts of everyone, can the rear camp be protected? Looking back at the military information report written by this bastard Cao Shang, what kind of bullshit is it?
I won’t talk about literary talent or something. I believe that the small family can’t talk about literary talent. Just looking at the content can make people angry!
What does it mean to improperly arrange, which leads to many scattered farmers outside the camp, causing riots when Hu cavalry attacks? It is called to predict the enemy's initiative first! Arrange civilians outside first to slow down the impact of local cavalry! Such a exquisite arrangement is actually "inappropriate"? What "inappropriate" is there?
Let’s look at what it means to fail to command, which leads to the soldiers in the back camp being at a loss and failing to form an array, and they are even attacked by Hu cavalry? What kind of command is to ask you to get into the trap and lure the enemy into the depths! Can the enemy cavalry be caught outside? You still have to put it in and fight? Even if there is a slight loss, isn’t the enemy also losing the same? Why don’t you mention this? You are simply a bastard!
What are the "slow reactions", "cavalry failures", etc. in the future, and a series of mischiefs are all scammers!
They were all separated from the masses, from the Xiahou family of Cao, from Prime Minister Cao, and from the nonsense created by the Han court!
If not...
Well, for the sake of his surname Cao, he had already ordered him to be pushed out of the gate and beheaded!
Xiahou Shang nodded with satisfaction and signaled Xiahou Dao to retreat.
"Where is the grain transport officer?" Xiahou Shang raised his head and said in a deep voice. His bulging abdomen was pressed against the table, and he was playing with a jade ring of at least 15,000 yuan in his hand, turning gently, as if he was holding the universe in his hand, with a majestic momentum.
Cao Shang lowered his head, stepped forward, bowed down, "The lower official is here."
Xiahou Shang narrowed his eyes and asked, "The order of a lord, leads the army of the emperor, fights here, defeats the invading enemy... I'll ask you, who did you have ordered and what did you do? Hum?"
What the truth is doesn't matter, because most people only need to be really fragrant. Therefore, those who dare to tell the truth often destroy the jobs of others' really fragrant.
Xiahou Shang decided that this was the last chance to give Cao Shang.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t have literary talent. Isn’t it possible to have a model essay? Has Xiahou Dao read it aloud? It’s okay to say so much. It doesn’t matter if you tell it dryly. The important thing is that the direction must be correct.
If the direction is incorrect and the pace is inconsistent, can it still be a family?
Not a family, so do you still need to take care of?
Xiahou Shang almost made it clear that he did not represent himself now, he represented the Han Dynasty, Prime Minister Cao, and the state violent organs like the army were talking to Cao Shang!
Then I asked Cao Shang what position he stood on and what he represented?
For a moment, there was extremely quiet within the big tent.
Cao Shang lowered his head and looked at the ground.
There is a floor inside the tent.
The floor is camphor wood planks.
It is very wide, at least twenty or thirty years old. The wooden boards are painted. Even if they step on the bottom of their feet, they are still shiny and can only see some wood grains faintly.
This is a good thing. There are so many camphor trees on the ground. Not to mention the insects in the soil, even the mosquitoes in summer will not come! There are many benefits to deworming the insects through the hot and cold weather. The only disadvantage is that they are expensive.
But expensive is not a disadvantage for Xiahou Shang.
Only for Cao Shang, is a disadvantage.
Although it is also a "superior", this "superior" is not the same.
'Why don't you answer?' Xiahou Shang bulged his stomach, shaking the wind and thunder, and pointed his fingers at Cao Shang like a long halberd, 'Can you despise the military law and the king's laws?'
At this time, Xiahou Shang here represents the military law and law!
Cao Shang still lowered his head, and the protrusion of bones appeared on his neck, "Secretary..."
Cao Shang suddenly felt his throat a little dry and his breath was a little uneven, and even trembled slightly, as if he was afraid, but in fact he was angry.
Angry Xiahou Shang, and Cao Shang himself was also angry.
"The lower official... failed... failed to understand... the general, the general made a brilliant arrangement, and the general commanded the soldiers without authorization... the battle was disrupted... the general arranged, the lower official... the lower official was guilty... the guilty...
Xiahou Shang smiled and continued to raise his head, revealing the Adam's apple on his white and tender neck.
Is this just right?
Like human words.
Then it doesn't look disgusting, it looks like a person.
You have to know how to be a human being!
Xiahou Shang coughed slightly, as if he was clearing his throat and preparing to make a judgment, and as if he had given a secret code to make people understand.
A military marquis next to him stood up and bowed to him and said, "The general clearly understands that although the grain transport officer left his post without permission, commanded the command at the level, and disobeyed the military orders, he was eager for a while and did not cause any major harm... Please spare this time..."
Xiahou Shang pondered, playing with the jade ring worth 15,000 yuan in his hand, as if playing with the whole universe.
This military marquis is the military marquis who are assigned to Cao Shang's two teams of soldiers. As long as Cao Shang is fine, he will naturally be fine. Cao Shang is not guilty, so his behavior of dividing troops is naturally guilty and may be able to make contributions! So if others did not stand up, he would stand up first to support Cao Shang and push his anus.
With this military marquis taking the lead in lubrication, the back will naturally be much smoother. Some people stand up one after another to support Cao Shang and push their anus, indicating that Cao Shang is still a good comrade. Occasionally, there are some minor mistakes, which is not a problem. After all, people make mistakes? It is great to improve their mistakes. Cao Shang should be given a chance, so that General Xiahou Shang's magnanimity can show his belly as the commander of the first army!
Suddenly, there was a scene of loving support in the big tent.
Xiahou Shang smiled with satisfaction.
Only this can reflect the spirit of unity and love between the whole country!
This is the gang that can overcome all difficulties and achieve great success!
What are you afraid of when you have a small setback? As long as you resist this small setback, a broader future is ahead!
"Serious." Xiahou Shang nodded and smiled, "Since you all said this, I will not be able to ignore the opinions of the people! Cao Ziyuan, get up... Let's record it for now, and you still need to reflect on it carefully, can you know?"
Cao Shang slowly stood up, still lowering his head, "The officials know."
"Okay, let's go back. Come and take your kids away and have a good rest..." Xiahou Shang gave the guard beside him a color and ordered.
"The official... retreated..." Cao Shang stepped back, and from the corner of his eyes he could see that the people around him nodded and smiled at him affectionately. It was completely different from the way he seemed to be frightened when he entered the tent just now, which made people wonder if it was confused between the two worlds.
Following Xiahou Shang's guards out of the tent, a little laugh came from behind him. There seemed to be some joy and joy in the laughter. Cao Shang knew which laughs might not be laughing at him, but it made Cao Shang feel that the laughter was so harsh, which made his face a little red and his breathing was not very smooth.
Cao Shang followed the guards in a daze and arrived at the baggage camp. Then, under the guidance of another servant, he washed and took a shower.
When the warm water washed away the mud and blood stains in the gap between Cao Shang's fingers, Cao Shang felt that his soul seemed to be fading with the mud and blood stains, flowing away, and like a cicada with a layer of shell just removed. Even in the warm water, he still felt the cold wind was urinating.
Is this myself?
Cao Shang felt very ashamed.
My whole body was trembling with shame.
But what can he do? He argued on the spot and pointed out the various problems of Xiahou Shang and the various disadvantages of the entire retreat camp? Then can he still survive? If he can't survive, what will the mother at home do? What should his wife and children do?
His mother was not from a noble family, and his wife was not a famous family. They were worried about how to make the family eat and wear a lot under limited money. For this reason, his mother searched and wanted to break a copper into two halves. She hadn't changed into a decent outer skirt for many years. She always said that when people get old, they still need clothes, and they can wear them.
His wife works day and night. He wants to go out to fight, and all kinds of things in the family are of course on his wife. The elderly have to take care of them, and their children have to take care of them. Every day, he is busy from morning to night, like a gyro that is beaten by life.
Are you qualified to stick to your truth and then leave everything else alone? Cao Shang knew that if he continued to stick to his previous opinions and rhetoric, then what he had come to would definitely be death.
Yes, he saved many people from the back camp, including civilians, soldiers, some whom he knew, and some whom he didn't know...
But what's the use?
These people have no mouth, tongue, and no sound. Those who can make sounds are not these people. Maybe these people can see them, but what's the use?
It's useless, just like they might have repeatedly expressed their gratitude to Cao Shang last night, and even kowtowed to worship him. But today they saw that Cao Shang was dragged to the gate and beheaded, who would stand up?
Will the civil servants stand up?
Will soldiers stand up?
Who is there?
Who can be there?
Cao Shang knew this.
He knew, just as he knew that he was the same. His voice was too small, and even in the back camp, he could easily be covered up, and then he could only hear the voices of others, and he could only shut up.
The hot soup gradually became cold, just like Cao Shang's heart.
Cao Shang picked up the cooler water and covered it on his face, then stood up, wiped the water casually, turned the screen, and was about to put on his clothes when he looked up, and couldn't help but be stunned.
The robe, stained with blood, mud and various stains, leather armor, etc. that were originally hung outside, was gone, replaced by a brand new linen robe, a bright red cloak, and exquisite inlaid armor. Even the robe was replaced with a brand new one...
Cao Shang was stunned, and after a while, he slowly stretched out his hand, took off his brand new robe and armor, and put it on his body.
The delicate coat was applied to the skin, neither shaved nor pricked, and was as soft as a girl's skin, which seemed to make every pore of Cao Shang laugh. The armor with a lining was placed on his body, and it was immediately like it was isolated from the cold, and it seemed to remove the cold accumulated in his body.
The inside of the bag is also clean, with no lice and black worms crawling around, and no oil and mud that cannot be scraped off. The delicate velvet cloth is used as the bottom and the outside is brand new cowhide, which is most suitable for wearing in such weather.
And a big red cloak...
The belt, combat boots, and even the sword with some gaps were replaced with a brand new ring-headed sword.
『Dang…』
Cao Shang drew out the battle knife.
The cloud patterns of the hundreds of refined swords vaguely show strength and beauty on the back of the sword.
This knife alone is worth all his equipment before.
And now...
On the sharp and striking blade, Cao Shang saw his face. The face that seemed a little distorted and deformed made him jump in his heart, and then he clattered and returned the knife back to the sheath.
After a breath, Cao Shang calmed down and then walked out of the tent with his head down.
Outside the tent, Xiahou's guards were already waiting. Seeing Cao Shang coming out, he didn't say much. He didn't even look at Cao Shangxin's robe and armor. He said lightly and followed, and led Cao Shang to the camp again. After turning a few turns, he stood outside a tent, opened the curtain, and signaled Cao Shang to go in.
"Here, this is the tent... I will record the location yourself, don't make a joke if you go wrong... If you have anything, please instruct the soldiers on duty outside... By the way," Xiahou's guard took out a new waist sign in his arms and threw it to Cao Shang, "This is what the general gave you... The general has another sentence...
『…』 Cao Shang looked down at the waist card, 『Please talk…』
"The so-called clan members, there will be one clan first, then there will be someone..." Xiahou guard stared at Cao Shang, "Can you understand?"
Cao Shang nodded, "I understand."
"It's good to understand," Xiahou's guard turned around and walked out and said, "By the way, you don't have to worry about your food transportation errands. Now you're with us... Next time you have the chance to have a drink together... Let's rest. I'll order your Mao tomorrow, and I'll call you again... Then...
The Xiahou guard waved his hand and left.
The footsteps are gone.
Above the waist card, there is a brand new position, and it is the team leader of General Xiahou Shang's direct guard.
After a while, Cao Shang slowly raised his head, but heard the bones on his neck seem to click.
Chapter completed!