night.
deep.
An inconspicuous small courtyard on East Street in Chang'an.
The gate of the courtyard was closed, but the corridors and shadows in the courtyard were all the elite troops of Wei Yan's men.
The courtyard was dim and there was only a dim light swaying.
Wei Yanjing was standing beside the lights, and there was a sword that accompanied him to travel around Sichuan and Sichuan, running around the north and south. The sword carved on the hilt was open, with sharp teeth exposed.
Wei Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently on the hilt of the knife, his face as if he was thinking.
In the courtyard inside the house, Wei Yan's elite troops were silent like statues.
The three servants of Chang'an are about to stir up trouble, and what role will Wei Yan himself play in it?
Wei Yan arrived in Chang'an and hadn't seen blood for a long time.
Tonight may be the beginning of the war!
Wei Yan admired Fei Qian, but today, he also had a deeper understanding of Pang Tong.
Under Wuguan City, Wei Yan saw Pang Tong's method, and now, he saw that as a counselor and a civil servant, Pang Tong's courage and courage were also as tough as steel. Facing the coming threat of Shandong, he not only did not retreat at all, but even had to tempt him, and was not afraid of the outbreak of war!
Everyone knows that if Chang'an is in a loss, the foundation of the cavalry will inevitably be turbulent. Under such circumstances, Pang Tong still issued an order to set fire to Wei Yan and burn two granaries to lure the enemy...
When a fire comes, it will inevitably attract people's hearts.
Inside, those who are tragic and impure in mind will inevitably be rippling!
Outside, those who are corrupt and declining, those who are malicious will must covet it!
This fire was born like a lotus.
The roots are in the mud, the stems are in the water, and the flowers are on the water.
Just like Wei Yan himself.
His roots are in the mud, dirty, and struggling.
In history, Wei Yan was born in the army and was a member of Liu Bei's army and stepped onto the stage of Sichuan and Shu. At present, Wei Yan's starting point is relatively higher, but when facing the Sichuan and Shu gentry, Guanzhong surname, and even those hundreds of years old families in Shandong...
Wei Yan? Where is his hometown? Who is his ancestor?
It was like a meeting between children in the courtyard in later generations, "Who is your father? What is his military rank?"
Whenever this matter is happening, Wei Yan is particularly dissatisfied. If the world is just for the sake of his father, then why should he work hard? How many years have passed since the emperors of the Spring and Autumn Period and Zhou Dynasty, and the kings, princes, generals and ministers Ning have a kind of shouting and shouting, changing the world in the rain and snow, and the ancestor of Han Liu Bang is just a small pavilion leader!
Why is it that someone is asking who his father is at this moment?
Instead of looking at what he did!
Wei Yan admires people who have real skills, and those who only have father's ability...
"laugh."
Wei Yan in history originally stretched out his rhizomes, bloomed lotus on the water surface, and looked up at the sky. Wei Yan in history was sad. His sorrow was that he followed Liu Bei too short and met Zhuge Liang too long.
Liu Bei dared to take risks, dared to take risks, and dared to take risks. He struggled all his life, so he looked at Wei Yan who was struggling hard, as if he was looking at his young self. Liu Bei was more willing to give Wei Yan more opportunities and space to wait for Wei Yan to grow and bloom. Zhuge Liang did not dare to take risks. His only risk in the Romance was the empty city plan. After encountering risks in reality, he did not dare to take it all in order to protect the interests of Jingxiang Group, but instead pushed it to Ma Su...
But now, the opportunity to bloom is right in front of you.
Wei Yan smiled, but was holding his hands tightly, just like he wanted to hold on the line of words engraved on the hilt of the knife. The sword in his hand was Wei Yan's "Wu hook", and he would "find a title of marquis" with his own ability, rather than climbing to the high hall with some "father"!
Above the wall in the corner of the courtyard, a sound suddenly came, "General! The General's Mansion has sent a signal!"
Wei Yan raised his eyebrows and suddenly a fire burst into his eyes. "According to the plan, burn the warehouse! Close the streets! Anyone who dares to take the opportunity to cause chaos and fish in troubled waters will be killed without mercy!"
The interior of the courtyard responded with a loud bang, and then came out one after another.
Wei Yan walked at the end and left the yard. He turned his head and looked at the general's mansion.
The lights in the shape of Pinzi are swaying.
『Haha…』 Wei Yan chuckled, his voice was refreshing, 『Don't worry, lord… If Cao's army comes 100,000, he will swallow it. If it comes 200,000, he will reject it! However, before that, it's time to sing a show...』
The fire rose up.
Lights up the night sky in Chang'an.
Many lifangs were alarmed, and immediately Fangding and the inspectors were dispatched to maintain order on the one hand, and on the other hand, they sent firefighters to help. However, the firefighting facilities prepared by Fangding were generally targeted at the fire houses of ordinary families in the house. Faced with the current raging fire like the granaries, it was a drop in the bucket. At most, it only stopped the spread of the fire and could not extinguish the flames of the granaries.
And everyone knows that once the granaries are overfire, even if they are saved, the food in the granaries will be wasted.
Wei Yan and the inspectors from various lifangs quickly controlled the situation in the city and controlled the fire within a limited range.
But in the hearts of some people in Chang'an, the fire that ignited was not something Wei Yan could control...
Sima Yi was also watching the fire.
"Where you look at the fire, it should be Changping, Changping Second Warehouse in the city..." Sima Yi whispered, "The two warehouses were built when the cavalry first arrived in Chang'an. They have been old and the surroundings are mixed... If the fire breaks out, it is still common sense, but...
Sima Hui sat behind him and said, "Pang Shiyuan is not a panic when encountering trouble."
Sima Yi nodded, "It's probably a plan."
Sima Hui smiled and said, "In this way, just watch the fire from the other side of the river."
『…』 Sima Yi did not answer, but there seemed to be some fire in his eyes.
Sima Hui frowned slightly. He knew very well that his nephew was very capable, but he was not very ambitious. "Yi'er, what are you... wanting to do?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Watching the fire from the other side of the river, although it is safe..." Sima Yi said slowly, "Uncle... But my nephew always feels that it is a little less..."
Sima Hui frowned slightly, touched his beard and said, "Now I am the position of Wenhua... why do you have to take risks?"
Nowadays, as long as Sima Hui is a path that is upright and upright in Qinglong Temple, it is Chang'an and even a literary monument in the Han Dynasty. Although Sima Hui has no son, Sima Yi is named his nephew, but in fact he is like a biological son. He is conservative every morning and evening, and cares about his well-being all year round, and is more filial than ordinary sons.
Therefore, generally speaking, Sima Hui's literary heritage will mostly fall on Sima Yi. Sima Yi doesn't even need to do anything, just wait, and naturally a piece of honor will inevitably be lost.
However, Sima Yi felt that there was a fire burning in his heart, which made his throat a little thirsty. "The dispute between the world and the world is right in front of him! This may be a great opportunity for thousands of years! Nephew...nephew really doesn't want to sit here...will you be with them all mediocre people?!"
『…』 Sima Hui breathed a sigh of relief, 『So, where are you going?』
Sima Yi turned around and looked to the northeast, "Hedong! If Cao's army wants to attack Guanzhong, he must go to Hedong! The old mansion of the cavalry and the new residence of Sima are all in Hedong! Protect Pingyang and also protect Sima!"
He wants to get involved in military power!
He wants military achievements!
Sima Hui pondered for a long time, "If this is the case, the Sima family will have no more reciprocity with Shandong..."
Sima Yi smiled, "When Hanoi expelled his father in the past, did Cao's army think of "reversal"?
"Well..." Sima Hui pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, "Well, it's up to you. Just... be careful in everything..."
Sima Yi bowed his head and worshiped Sima Hui's knees with great gifts.
"There is no eyes on the battle formation, be careful..." Sima Hui was breathing for a long time.
The long night will eventually pass.
The flames were extinguished.
However, this fire, which seemed to have little harm on the surface, made many people uncontrollably move...
Chang'an's changes have made many people worry and made many people happy. The worry and the joyful things are clearly in the same place, but they seem to be divided into two different worlds.
Of course, it is more of the ignorant people who are still living step by step, not understanding what is happening and what is its significance. They don’t even know what is going on in Chang'an, and how many officials are worried about it. They just know that the autumn harvest is over, and they will be busy for a while and they will be free in winter.
The cavalry was complete before.
Chang'an was also glamorous before.
Now, there seem to be some cracks.
A window is complete, and everyone will be honest and well-behaved when passing by the window, but as long as a crack appears in a small piece of window...
A broken little part requires a whole window to bear the consequences.
This is like a very small number of boxers who are clearly a small number of boxers who are making boxing but let the whole society bear the consequences.
When the era of bad luck comes, whoever has no lower limit in his heart will become the victorious Q. Everyone thinks they are special and can avoid the end of rags, but they don’t know that once the windows are rotten, the house will also collapse. Or even if they understand in their hearts, they can still use the phrase “one generation will do the next generation” to completely forget that if the great man thought so, they may not have any mushrooms in his hands now.
When the Five Barbarians and Invasion of China did not really come to the heads of Shandong gentry, how could these Shandong gentry children believe that one day their wives and children would be shackled and become two-legged sheep?
Because everyone is a short-lived species, the future is a dream.
The three servants of Chang'an created by Fei Qian are like an exquisite new house.
Lu Bu is now the most obvious crack on the windows of this exquisite house.
Now everyone is staring at the crack, trying to smash the windows and lift the house.
As the housekeeper who stayed in Chang'an, Pang Tong directly bypassed Fei Zhen this time and ordered the three servants of Chang'an to enter a state of combat readiness. At the same time, Kan Ze was sent to investigate the reason why Changping Second Warehouse was on fire...
Logically speaking, it is generally quieter near the official party.
But today's quietness is a bit depressing.
Even the officials who come and go, they all take light steps and give each other a look.
In this world, the species that is best at observing words and expressions must belong to officials. Every official who is determined to climb up will be good at observing every facial expression of his superiors and obtaining some key information from it.
Now the officials in the government office noticed that there seemed to be a faint smell of wind and rain in the air. In order not to be harmed by the fish in the pond, these little officials shortened the time they were exposed to the outside world as much as possible, lowering their heads as if everyone was very busy.
The storm is coming after all...
The noisy sound came from a distance, and some agile officials immediately changed their color. Some escaped by what they were at hand, while others turned into yellow sand and slipped into the ground by shit and urine. However, some officials were still slow to react. Before they could change, they were hit by Wei Yan who was coming in a hurry, and then they were directly knocked into a rolling gourd by Wei Yan.
『Pang Shiyuan!』 Wei Yan yelled, 『Get out for someone!』
Wei Yan did not bring many people, nor did he carry weapons, but even so, it was not something that the thin-body officials around him could stop him.
Wei Yan angrily crashed into Pang Tong's official party, kicked the minor official who came to try to stop him, and fell to his nose and face, and then pushed the door open with a bang, "Pang Shiyuan! Who gives you the courage to examine Yu?!"
"Bold!" Pang Tong had a gloomy face, and water almost dripped from his third-layer chin, slamming the table with a bang.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wei Yan pointed at Pang Tong, "Pang Shiyuan! A certain official position is given by the lord! Why do you come to investigate me?!"
Wei Yan was furious, and it seemed that Pang Tong would rush forward and fight with Pang Tong without giving any explanation.
Pang Tong said in a deep voice: "I have the right to investigate you when I take charge of the Western Shangshutai!"
"The lord is still here!" Wei Yan jumped, "Pang Shiyuan, you want to use this to make a living, and you want to monopolize the power!"
"Nonsense!" Pang Tong said angrily, "Wei Wenchang, don't be ungrateful!"
The two of them suddenly looked like enemies, you stared at me and I stared at you.
At this moment, the guards of the official party soldiers who were on duty came quickly, and then collided with the guards of Wei Yan who were holding outside the door, pushing each other, and the soldiers collided with each other, and they almost fought each other.
After making a gesture, Pang Tong ordered the escorts who rushed to maintain order to retreat, and all the eyes of the slightest officials who were lying out...
"The text is long, it doesn't look like it..." Pang Tong slapped the table loudly, then threw a volume of text in his hand out the window with a loud bang, but the sound in his mouth was very small, "Where is the knife? Where is the Yazi sword that you have been using all day long?"
Wei Yan looked around and overturned a wooden shelf for release, then threw it into the yard with his hand, "Ling Jun, forget about the knife... It's too exaggerated to use the knife, no one believes it..."
Pang Tong smiled and said, "How could it be? They were willing to believe some things... Forget it, they smashed that without a knife, yes, that jar..."
Wei Yan walked up, carried the hexagonal corrugated vase containing some books, and slammed it on the floor with a slam.
"Bold! Wei Wenchang, are you going to rebel?!" Pang Tong shouted at the top of his voice, then lowered his voice, "Have the soldiers arranged properly? Especially in Zhongnan Mountain..."
Zhongnan Mountain has always been called Chang'an Shortcut.
Since it is called a shortcut, there must be a shortcut.
In this Zhongnan Mountain, there are many places that are suitable for living, neither too far from Chang'an nor being exposed. This has become the best place for some people to hide their hands or to avoid searches.
"Pang Shiyuan! You must not do anything to do! The lord will not agree!" Wei Yan shouted, took out a silk cloth from his sleeve, then stepped forward, handed it to Pang Tong, and gestured gently on the map.
On the silk cloth, Wei Yan noted some places he had been exploring during this period, and also pointed out that there were some suspicious things in these places...
In this era, it is simple to say that people want to hide their population. After all, people today are not like those in later generations. They don’t have electricity or networks, and they are like having their lives. They build a thatched cottage in the mountains. If they have food reserves, they can’t come out to see people for a few months. In addition, some names of building other courtyards, hiding 180 people in one place is nothing.
In order not to alert the enemy, Pang Tong did not attack these people for the time being, but he transferred it to Wei Yan and asked the mountain scouts under Wei Yan to stare at it.
After all, there are many caravans coming and going to Chang'an, and there are also many children of the gentry. In a caravan or a gentry, one or two dozen people are missing, and basically they will not be discovered. Even if they are discovered, they will be said to have died of an emergency and thrown into the mass grave. There will be no flaws. Over the years, some additional population will naturally be left in Chang'an.
In addition, there are smuggling channels...
"Wei Wenchang!" Pang Tong shouted, "Don't do too much!" Then he pointed to another clay pot.
Wei Yan knew it, so he went up and picked it up and threw it out, and slammed it into the corridor with a bang, falling to pieces, and then shouted, "Pang Shiyuan! Are you forcing us!"
After seeing the silk cloth, Pang Tong put it together and then took a tiger talisman from his arms to Wei Yan, and said softly: "Okay, go according to the plan... As soon as possible... Cao Jun will take action soon...
Seeing Wei Yan hiding the tiger talisman, Pang Tong immediately shouted again, "Wei Wenchang!! Don't think that this is the detriment of the king's sword!"
Wei Yan saluted Pang Tong solemnly, but shouted, "Pang Shiyuan! He harmed the country and the master! Incompetent people!"
The two of them threw things over again. After a while, Wei Yan threw the door and left, and the official guard did not dare to stop him.
Pang Tong had his hair disheveled, his head was crooked and he chased him out, standing in the yard and jumping his feet and cursing.
The two were in a row, and Wei Yan made a big fuss in the official party, and might even have beaten Pang Tong's news, as if he had wings, flying around everywhere.
Even though Pang Tong issued a ban order, the problem was that Wei Yan made a big fuss about the government, and not only one or two people saw it. If there were too many bans, it would be equivalent to not having bans.
Chapter completed!