Chapter 175: Turbulence

In the inner city of Guangzhou, in a large mansion near the General's Mansion.

Shang Rang, the vice general of the rebel army, was wearing a crane with a grass pattern and purple robe, sat in front of a wall with a picture of a celestial girl leading the group.

"Brother-in-law, you must save me..."

A stumbled figure ran in and said loudly.

"There is an accident in Sishi Pavilion...many bodies have been carried out..."

"A man who didn't know where he came from suddenly surrounded the museum..."

"It was burning again, and it was shooting arrows...it scared everyone..."

"The heads of the museum, and many military generals, were taken down and tied up on the spot."

"The people from the City Inspection Division went to ask about it, but they were blocked from coming back."

"The people from Longbo's army wanted to rush in and grab their generals, but they were shot back by the other party with a crossbow..."

"Then the Yongyi Army and the Guangting Army rushed over. They were attacked and defeated on the spot."

"When I escaped...there were already a scattered battle in the neighborhood."

"What, then what did you do..."

Shang Rang stood up in shock, and then he looked at his cheap brother-in-law with a cold face.

"Can you go to inform and attract others to come over..."

"How...why, I'm just asking someone for information."

After the other party's eyes flashed a few times, his expression suddenly collapsed.

"Who thinks that these things they did on impulse have nothing to do with me..."

Then he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and he was kicked away heavily and crept on the ground with his back. He suddenly fell to death and was bleeding from his mouth and could no longer speak.

"You dog, you know how much trouble you have caused..."

Shang Rang shouted anxiously. He knew that this cheap brother-in-law was a bit cunning, lazy and smart, and he disappeared without any interest in Da Ya, so he would just sell his face to protect him. But he didn't expect that he would cause such a big trouble because of his temporary selfishness.

"The person who came to tie this guy down for me... turned around and let me take it personally..."

But he did not notice the relief and gratitude that the other party showed when he was dragged down; he was darkly elbowing the joints and specific characters' reactions. Sure enough, he was accurate by a new "think tank" behind him who gave advice, and at least one of his life was saved.

Then we saw a group of generals under Shangrang's commanders, as if they had made an appointment, came to ask for it.

"We are not here for the right and wrong in this city..."

A thick and white-bearded general said loudly

"However, I can't let the monk continue like this..."

"These measures he did were all disguised and powerful means... but they were of little benefit to our subordinate troops. They were even harmful."

"If you continue so leniently, everyone is eager to invest in this camp. Not to mention that the routine salary is not delicious, I am afraid that there will be no more place for us to gain a wealth in the rebel army."

"Master, brothers are counting on this little bit of profit; it's okay for me to suffer some hardship, but my subordinates cannot disperse their hearts. If they disperse, they will be completely finished..."

After they finished talking a lot, they heard the news from the outside room again:

"Sanjiang deputy chief and the grain judge Xu Yuan, who is looking for a meeting with things..."

The atmosphere suddenly became cold on the spot, and he fell into a dead silence with different expressions.

......

At the same time, in the side hall on the left side of the second door archway, which was used to keep guests welcome, he looked at the dozen people who had just frozen their bloodstains under the hall, and Zhou Huaian, who came to visit and did his last confession, felt helpless and sighed.

On the one hand, the undoubtedly tracking of the streets will actually lead to a direction of collusion with individual forces within the rebel army, and even provide them with convenience and cover in disguise;

On the other hand, it was not expected that just a random action to blockade and raid the Sishi Pavilion could accidentally involve other ill-information and troubles within the Rebel Army. Some people used the Sishi Pavilion as a cover and hideout to resell large-scale military capital and the rebel army's key information, leaving behind evidence of the exchange of accounts and other evidence; and while being alarmed and fled desperately, they even lost many accounts that were burned out in a hurry.

Ge Congzhou, who is "I love a piece of wood" and "is a piece of wood from Shandong", has a potential luck as a storm in the future. As a storm in the future, he can't bear it easily and take it. Just letting him take responsibility for his actions alone, he caused such a big disturbance and trouble.

As a boss on the mountain, he must have basic qualities and abilities that can provide his superior performance and support for his subordinates. At this moment, he missed Wang Pan when he was still in office. At least most of the time he did whatever he wanted, as long as he gained his recognition, and he didn't have to worry about other people's expressions and moods at all.

But he waited for most of the day, and it was dark and there was no news. He drank a few pots of tea and put them in the toilet several times. The blood stains of the people piled up began to dry up, and after attracting mosquitoes and flies, a expressionless general came out and said:

"The general manager has something to say, but it is difficult to say too much about this matter. Please ask the King Huang to personally tell him... "

After returning home in a dark and thick dark color, he found that his solemn deputy Lin Yan was waiting in the middle of it, as if he was pinching his own steps, and just as if he had arrived before he came back, he blurted anxiously.

"Lao Xu, you are so upset about right and wrong..."

After seeing him off again, the time was already the hour when the lights were rising and the moon was approaching the middle of the sky. Sitting alone in Zhou Huaian, who wanted to be quiet alone, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and disappointed, and breathed a sigh of relief;

Since it was a direct person from the General's Mansion to let him end there, it means that there are probably high-level core members including the "Eight Sons of the Yellow Sect" who are involved and even involved in it, and they need to respond quickly to cover up and protect them. This king, which was built within the rebels, is obviously not something that he has joined in a total of few months, and has a lack of foundation and expectations, can leverage and challenge it.

On the other hand, it means that there are also some people in the General's Mansion around you, so you can link up the upper level in such a way, which has stimulated Huang Chao's own power and power and suppressed him. Therefore, even the general situation of the criminals and evidence in your hands will be completely taken over overnight and punished.

Although I understand the principle that water is clear and there is no fish, and it is a human being to stay at the forefront, I still further reduced my confidence and evaluation of the rebels including Huang Chao. As expected, even if I could finally enter Chang'an City, I still couldn't escape the historical limitations of the traditional peasant uprising army, and the casual and short-sighted mentality of only seeing the present and just living it.

You should know that you are determined to strengthen the foundation and strengthen the foundation of this army, but you cannot withstand the habitual poaching of someone in the upper core and destroying the situation naturally; you don’t have to pay a price or even openly symbolic punishment. This will naturally lead to a disintegration and a rift.

Or in other words, I have too high hopes for them, so that there are some reasons that I have certainly used routines that are common in later generations to bring them into the upper class of the rebels who have rebelled for the most part only for the deepest glory and wealth. So when I really want the journalist to do something and touch them slightly, I will naturally encounter bottlenecks that are not triggered, as well as counterattacks from the traditional inertia and vested interests within the system.

Perhaps, or in other words, I should have made plans early and found a way to stay in this Lingnan land. Qian Miao, one of the five generations of countries in the later generations, is a good example and model. At least, I can play more easily than the strange regime of the country that likes to find court officials and daughters, and play groups to watch human and beast performances in court.

In a sense, this is the best era and the worst era; the Tang Dynasty, which once had great power and power in the country, barely maintained its authority and dignity with the final efforts of many monarchs and ministers who claimed to be revived, was about to collapse and disintegrate into the infinite darkness that was destroyed in the troubled times;

This is also the big stage of countless heroes and heroes flocking and raising the world to compete for the world, and the turn of the scene alternates between the ups and downs of the times.

Assassins and dead soldiers from the court or vassal states were rampant in the world, and even the prime minister could not survive the chaos. It was the last glory and struggle of the era of wandering heroes since the Qin and Han Dynasties, which created the era masterpiece such as "Legend of Tang".

Most foreign tribes are still dormant in the Yu Ze and the Rebirth of the former glorious Tang Dynasty, and continue to play the role of guardian dogs and loyal ministers and righteous men in fear.

At this moment, Li Keyong, the late Tang Taizu of Li, who is famous and nicknamed "Li Ya'er", is still the son of his chief in the Shatuo tribe near the city at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, and is about to usher in the first major setback in his life that he almost lost everything; while another of his life's old rivals, Liang Taizu Zhu Wen, was born as a poor rogue boy, was still playing the role of a general who was not very prominent under Huang Chao.

Another disturbance and harming most of the world, creating the Caizhou-based ogre that had been a protracted rebellious group and the separatist model of Qianzhen. The terrifying ogre, Qin Zongquan, was just a tooth general in a mere state. There are many similar figures, all hiding and hiding between the grass and the market;

Only when the Huang Chao uprising army conquered Chang'an and struggled to maintain the last fig leaf that the crumbling Tang Dynasty struggled to trample on the dust and mud, will these historical figures be reborn or a series of turning points and chain reactions of wind and thunder rising from the plains.

This is just as the saying goes, a prelude to the prelude and transitional period of the times when "a hero becomes famous before he is born." But what can I do, I still can't do anything. A person's power is too much on Weibo. Even if he can know the basic history and the general results, he can still remember some related events in the textbooks in his impression, but it does not mean that it can be transformed into a starting point for improving one's own situation and even leveraging the changes in the times.

Because at the beginning, he neither had enough personal prestige nor appeal to intervene in some key nodes involving history; nor had a suitable object to exert the influence of language and knowledge to obtain resources and manpower that can be used; not to mention that in his own situation, which is slightly stronger and limited in the level of force, the chance of gaining success in a life-long battle tactic composed of countless cannon fodder is even more slim and meager.

Therefore, we can only continue the identity of this monk and use the method of pretending to be a god and ghost as a shortcut to advance and gaining resources in the short term. Now it is obviously coming again, and a key threshold for choosing is coming.

Therefore, as a new mountain, he must be strong enough to eliminate those covetous thoughts and malicious invasions, but not have too much vital and critical position, so as not to get rid of the Huang Chao Uprising Army, the broken ship that is destined to overturn, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

.....

In the lobby where the General's Mansion was shrouded in the darkness, a temporary high-level meeting had just dispersed, and each of them disappeared into the night with his subordinates.

"Maybe I did something wrong, I always feel regretful."

Huang Chao was also following another of his side earlier, and planned to rescue the Huang clan several times and offered several plans to overcome the crisis.

"This is what the army is in love with...."

However, Zhang Junru did not care about it and enlightened him.

"A round of purging just now, there is no need for more turmoil or difficulty among the various armies."

"The power and reputation of the Huang Wang headquarters cannot be deteriorated by the fact that the other side is not bad. It makes people take the opportunity to make trouble."

"It's only after a while that, all the military leaders swore to work together to go north. Never make any unnecessary mistakes..."

"Therefore, you must not make any clear statements from King Huang. Even if you are slightly defamed, it is also a kind of care and conscience for the monk."

"Otherwise, I will make the unreasonable destruction of the reason...."

Of course, although what Zhang Junru said was the opinion of Zhongyun with an objective standpoint, compared with Yang Shigu, who had a transcendent status, he still had a good relationship and private relationship with several of the "Eight Sons of the Yellow Sect" who Huang Chao relied on to start his own business.

"It's a pity that Lao Yang is still sulking and keeping his door closed..."

Huang Chao shook his head and said

"It's okay if he doesn't let him explain it privately..."

He sighed again.

"Let's just let it get calm after a while, let's make a decision again..."

In the past two days, I had a severe cold, and was dizzy and hot, and I couldn't concentrate on thinking. After taking the medicine, I barely sat in front of the computer without any idea. I could only read the forum and post a few posts to talk about **; then I looked at the double-digit subscriptions and collections, as well as the monthly royalties of two or three hundred yuan, and once again doubted that in my life... (*>.<*) It was indeed the tears of the times...
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