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Chapter 2846 Live and Death

"Dead?"
Fei Qian was a little surprised.
Because this arrest can be said to be a joint action between Dali Temple and Aowen Si, the person found it, but unfortunately he died.
This is a bit embarrassing.
Kan Ze lowered his head and did not dare to look at Fei Qian. He felt very ashamed. Although he did not kill him with his own hands, in the final stage, it can be said that his subordinates made a mistake. The subordinates' mistake was the subordinates' affairs, and their subordinates would accept relevant punishments, but the responsibility was Kan Ze's affairs. He needed to take the responsibility, but it could not be said that it was the biggest mistake, and then it was left alone.
"I heard that the staff's personal martial arts are very different now. I think it should be more training." Kan Ze reported, "This is my responsibility. I failed to think carefully in advance, and even mistakes occurred on the spot..."
Fei Qian nodded slightly. This was not because Fei Qian didn't know, but because he couldn't remember it. The information in later generations was too complicated, so that in many cases, some useful, some useful and basically useless information were mixed together, and there was no organized connection, which made it difficult to effectively use it most of the time.
Just like this arrest operation, after Kan Ze said this, Fei Qian remembered that in later generations, the training programs of the army and the police were not exactly the same.
Simply put, the army focuses on effective killing, but the police pay more attention to effective arrest. Although in some cases, the army will also catch some living mouths, those living mouths can often only live for a while, which is a one-time, and the police also sentence the death penalty to the arrest of criminals. However, the death penalty is for education and regulation, and is compliance with the law, not private killing.
So Kan Ze said that Wensi's subordinates need to be trained again. Fei Qian actually knew about it for a long time and proposed it, but Fei Qian forgot...
『This matter...』 Fei Qian said slowly, 『You can join forces with the inspection office... Well, it is not very appropriate. In this way, a special training department will be added in the martial arts lecture hall, and the elite scouts will be selected as instructors to arrest, lurk, and track, and teach training related skills... Well, all participating in the training came in masked, called false names and false surnames, and avoid identity leakage... The special training department of the martial arts lecture hall is also set up in the Qinling Mountains, and an additional camp will be opened... Shi Yuan, please remember... The things needed to be consumed, and the accounts in the cavalry palace...』
Fei Qian gave a solution similar to that of later generations. Although it could not be as rigorous and standardized as it was later, it is already sufficient at the moment. The personnel used pseudonyms to each other, and the relatively hidden Qinling area and independent training space. Even if they had to search for people from a certain department by checking accounts or tracking and calling materials, they would be guided to the Cavalry Mansion, which basically avoided the exposure of Wensi personnel.
After all, the most important thing about Wenshi is the secret of the personnel. If anyone knows how many people in Wenshi look and what they are called, then how can they still be secret?
After solving one problem, we naturally have to deal with the second problem...
Fan Cong.
Although Fan Cong identified Liu Ci, it is certain that Fan Cong had probably not returned to Shandong, because it was identified on the spot, it cannot be completely guaranteed that Fan Cong was not exposed...
At the same time, the Liu Ci incident this time also shows that Liu Ci actually had some precautions for Fan Cong at the beginning. At least after Liu Ci entered Chang'an, he did not contact Fan Cong immediately. This actually proves that Fan Cong's effectiveness is decreasing marginally and is expected to approach zero soon.
After three waves of deaths in a row, Fan Cong was safe and sound, which would naturally arouse suspicion in Shandong. Once Fan Cong is truly listed as the object of suspicion, even if Fan Cong is placed on the periphery, it will not be effective. So now, either continue to wait for the marginal effect to gain a little, or do something before Liu Ci's death has been completely passed on back to Shandong.
"Lord, I have an idea." Pang Tong smiled and said, "Anyway, it seems that it is not very effective when you stay in Tongguan. If you leave him back, he may not dare, so...
Pang Tong laughed, "Let him die!"
…(;′??Д??)…
"What?"
When he heard "death", Fan Cong was so scared that he couldn't help but urinate.
In Fan Cong's feeling, it was like the sky collapsed and the earth was cracked. All the objects were shaking, losing their color, leaving only black and white.
The person opposite also turned into a figure, as if buzzing and making some noises, but Fan Cong couldn't hear it clearly.
There is always a huge gap between ideals and reality.
In reality, Fan Cong was afraid of death, but in his ideal, he thought that he could not be afraid of death. Just like young people would think that they were very heroic and could give guidance to the country, but in reality, they finally found that they were actually crushed by the country. Even when they wanted to escape from this country at the age of 35, they found that they were not even qualified to become a monk.
Since being caught by Youwen Si, Fan Cong has been unable to sleep well almost every night. Before going to bed, he has to look at the doors and windows, check the corners of the house to see if there are any mistakes, whether there are any killers, etc., and then he will wake up several times while sleeping, and then suddenly turn over and stare at the doors and windows, or corners of the house, because someone who killed him pops up in the dream...
He was so nervous that he was restless day and night that he couldn't handle his daily affairs well.
However, Ma Yue in Tongguan knew what Fan Cong was, so he didn't care what Fan Cong could handle during the day. He even thought Fan Cong was better like this. Anyway, he just needed to behave like this.
But in this way, Fan Cong became even more nervous.
Because he knew that he had only this value left.
The value of acting as bait. It sways in the water like hanging on a hook, waiting for the next fish to pounce. No matter who holds the boom, he is looking forward to whether the next fish is big or fat or not. Who cares whether the earthworm twisting on the hook is painful or not, and whether it hurts, will he be afraid when waiting to be swallowed by the fish?
Now finally waiting...
Fan Cong was stunned, like a pirate who gave up everything.
『…Did you hear it? Do you want to go to Jiaozhi or the snow area later?”
Fan Cong felt the figure shaking in front of him, his voice shaking, and then the meaning of his words slowly penetrated into his mind.
"Ah?" Fan Cong was stunned for a moment.
"After about one or two terms, according to the performance of the term, there is still a chance of promotion... You think about where to go first..." The figure swayed, and the voice continued to echo in his ears, "But now we have to do this first..."
Fan Cong suddenly felt that he was alive again, and all colors and scenes were restored, "I...
Fan Cong found that his throat was as dry as the Gobi that had not rained for a year. The stones and gravel rubbed against each other, making a hoarse sound, "Can I... still live?"
…(??^??~)…
Luoyang.
Luoyang City went from a magnificent capital to a ruin, with only a handful of fire mixed in between.
What this fire burned was the spirit of the Eastern Han Dynasty. On the list of the burial objects, there was obviously the name of Hongnong Yang.
No one would be willing to be a funeral.
However, it is a huge problem to rely on Cao Cao to resurrection, or Fei Qian to resurrection.
In terms of relationships and friendship, relying on Cao Cao to resurrection is undoubtedly more in line with Yang's habits.
However, in terms of swords, guns and economy, Feiqian undoubtedly has a stronger attraction.
So is the choice an emotional need or a real life?
Spiritual or material?
The people from Yang family are almost crazy.
The older generation, Yang Biao and others, only wanted to preserve the Yang family for generations. As for whether it was east or west, it was a secondary issue. Young people were different. They needed a way out and wanted more opportunities. They found that Luoyang was too small and the world was too big.
Yang Biao tried hard to maintain a family, but the children in the family were resisting Yang Biao, believing that Yang Biao had restricted them, hindered them, and gave them no chance to expand outward...
Yang Biao thought the outside world was too dangerous, but the children at home thought the outside world was so exciting.
These children dare not look for Yang Biao, but they will secretly scold Yang Biao behind their backs.
Yang Xiu was angry because of this.
He understood Yang Biao's good intentions, but he could not convince all the children.
If a naughty child can be convinced by reason, he will not be called a naughty child.
The support for Yang Xiu to persevere is very simple. Whether it is Cao Cao, Fei Qian, or the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, they all need manpower. If the Yang family can manage a piece of white land and a city in an orderly manner, then the Yang family will naturally show its own value.
In a great war in the world, there will be chaos. After chaos, it will inevitably need to be governed.
So by that time, the Yang family will not have to bear the risks in this process, and can also take office happily to enjoy the final results. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
It’s just that ideals are ideals, reality is reality.
It is not difficult to know the general truth, but the difficult thing is to do it.
Yang Xiu did a very difficult job.
Not only are the naughty children in the family, but also the people in Luoyang are not easy to control.
He wanted to use Shandong's set of etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame, loyalty, filial piety and kindness to govern the people, and guide the people so that the Qianshou can understand the truth, not only know the difficulties of current affairs, but also understand the difficulties of Luoyang, but also work hard automatically and spontaneously, don't complain, don't complain, don't dislike this, picky and that, don't complain...
But it was unsuccessful.
Very unsuccessful.
The people of Shandong are kept near the manor, and work from dawn to dark every day. Although these people may not know what kind of etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame are, they know that they cannot do it for a day and there will be no food in one day, so they have to do it. The most important point is that the people of Shandong cannot access the outside world, and they do not know that there are cavalry.
And ordinary people in Luoyang know.
The caravans that were coming and going brought information from the outside world.
The people in Luoyang City discussed the style of Chang'an, explored the Hu Feng in the Western Regions, and said that when the people around Chang'an Sanfu could still receive coal that can drive away the cold for free when it was snowing! The most important thing was that they saw that the Yang clan had food, drink, charcoal and welfare guarantees, but they did not...
"Those who have a country and a family will not worry about lack of poverty but are uneven, and those who are poor but are uneasy. No poverty, no peace and no weakness are in peace."
Yang Biao and Yang Xiu naturally knew this sentence, but they really had to do it...
It's so difficult.
He could not do what he could do to pay his own money to benefit the people like Fei Qian. He could not give up his family's interests to take care of ordinary civilians, and he was even more unwilling to really consider what the people's real needs were. So he was very distressed. Why has the people in Luoyang become more and more difficult to take over in recent years?
Why should I give it to these people?
Isn’t Luoyang City belonging to the Yang family?
Why can't the people of Luoyang who don't understand anything? Why can't they understand Luoyang? The Yang family is so weak and Luoyang is so broken that they still need so many requirements. What are the benefits they are thinking about?
『Report!』
Someone came from the hall and fell to the ground.
"What's the matter?" Yang Xiu asked without raising his head.
"It seems that someone in Hangu escaped and is being chased by the scouts of the cavalry! He is coming to Luoyang!"
"What?!" Yang Xiu stood up in a bang, almost knocking over the table. He didn't bother to rub his legs that hit the table. He stood up quickly and headed up on the city wall. While walking, he ordered, "Close the city gate! Don't let them in!"
When he arrived on the city wall, Yang Xiu looked at the smoke and dust getting closer and closer, "What's going on? Why did someone suddenly escape from Hangu?"
"I don't know," said the commander on the city wall, "I discovered that there were cavalrymen and horses coming out in Hangu that they found that they were these people..."
The commander pointed to the Mangshan area north of Luoyang. "These people should have hid in Mangshan, but were later searched by the cavalry and horses, and then came to Luoyang City..."
"We can't let them in!" Yang Xiu repeated, "We can't join them!"
"yes……"
The captain answered, and then both of them fell silent.
The fleeing man came to the city. When he was about to get under the city, he found that the city gate was closed. He waved his arms and shouted something. Then he was soon blocked by the cavalrymen, and a brief battle broke out.
The people who were blocked from the road were soon chopped over by the cavalry, and then placed the body on the back of the horse, and then left with a whistle.
Yang Xiu stared at the splashing blood under the city and said nothing.
This is what the command of the cavalry is...
Before Yang Xiu could express something in detail, the commander on one side suddenly pointed to something floating in the moat under the city and said: "Master! Look! That! There seems to be something in the moat..."
…∩·?ω·?)?-*?…
When doing something, don’t rush to imagine what will happen if you succeed, but first think about whether you can bear the consequences if you fail.
If an official can move his attention to the money in front of him, he may not become a prisoner because of corruption.
If all the generals could consider the gains and losses before sending troops, they would not have been embarrassed like Lu Bu at the moment...
"If the temple wins before the battle, the temple wins, the temple won't wins, the temple won't wins, the temple won't wins, the temple won't wins, the more you wins, the less you calculate, and more so..."
This sentence has been widely circulated since Sun Wu was born. Almost no matter whether he truly understands military officials and generals will say a few words about this, but how many people can really do it?
At least Lu Bu hasn't done it now.
Qiucicheng is actually a good place.
There is a relatively large grassland on the east and south sides of Qiuci City. Now, when the plants and trees are sprouting, if it weren't for the current army here, it would have been a lush and prosperous scene with cattle and sheep.
There are mountains in the north of the city that are snow-capped all year round. Starting from the middle of the mountain, perhaps the original forest that has not been visited for tens of millions of years is now full of green. Various green coniferous forests, broad-leaved forests, and miscellaneous trees, are connected and slowly sinking and slowly falling, gradually becoming one with the grassland.
The melting ice dripping water flows on the mountain, gathering into countless small ditches on the grassland, and finally merging into the Kucha River, raising this land. In the blue sky, the sun spreads the gorgeous light to this land, making the dewdrops on the grass and the waves on the Kucha River shine with bright colors, as if nature has thrown down countless gems to embellish this beautiful grassland...
However, incompatible with the beautiful environment is the army here.
The Kucha people who have been grazing in this land for generations are facing panic and fear that may have never been seen in a century. Under the supervision of Lu Bu's soldiers, they packed up the felt bags in a panic, dragged the cart, and carried all their wealth and belongings. With an indescribable complex mood, they embarked on the road to the East in the cry of children and the wail of women.
When Bai Su dies, as Bai Su's capital, Qiu Ci City seems to have no meaning of existence. Everything in Qiu Ci City, from money and treasures to population, has become spoils...
The monk was killed and the Buddha statue was pushed down. The cattle and sheep raised by the Kucha people in Qiuci City became the food of Lu Bujun and Baishan Army. At Xunsunran's celebration banquet, they were put on a bonfire and ate it.
Qiu Cicheng was at least a chicken that was constantly laying eggs, but now it has been directly slaughtered.
Of course I am very happy to have a meal, but what about the next one?
Lu Bu originally thought he didn't need to consider this, but now the situation was that he had to consider it. When he found that the logistics could no longer keep up, Lu Bu beat and scolded Wei Xu, but beating and scolding could not solve the problem, nor could he turn it into food and grass.
War horses can indeed eat freshly grown grass to satisfy hunger, but long-term eating of green materials will cause war horses to lose weight.
Besides, there are still people?
You can't just let someone chew on the grass?
Chapter completed!
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