Great Tang Idyll

Chapter 1259: The big fish eats the small fish

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Qianghu opened his mouth again and suddenly held back. He just remembered that Datang's military records should be kept secret, and he was not qualified to know that it was the same as Xiaobao's failure to answer current political questions during the imperial examination. It involved the foundation of Datang, so who would dare to ask.

"Xiaobao, you clean up with the cuckoo and go back to the stockade for a drink at night. Everyone misses you. I remember that you were only so high when you came." Just look at the back of you, they will surely not recognize you, Little Treasure, do you still lack brothers and sisters?"

Qianghu finally showed his purpose, and he wanted to continue to stuff Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan into the hands. There are several wives and many children in the family. Raising them by themselves is definitely not as good as throwing them to them.

Zhang Xiaobao looked at the Qiang Tiger with a different look, until he looked at the Qiang Tiger embarrassedly, and said, "Uncle, there is going to be a war. My affairs are no less than those of the cuckoo. The army is only an aid, and a lot of plans need me to do. My brothers and sisters at home can't bring it. We really can't do anything about what you mentioned."

"Okay, forget it, don't mention it. I am content with Xiaofang and Xiaogang. You are right. The cuckoo is a powerful soldier. Others are afraid for a while. You are different. You kill but don't see blood. Now Tubo can stop mentioning your name. My son.

Zhang Xiaobao was silent, Wang Juan covered his mouth and smiled, thinking that Qianghu's words really make sense. He led his troops to fight Tubo for a moment. If Xiaobao didn't let go, Tubo would have to annihilate the clan. If it is not for the sake of the family to expose his identity, he is the one who made the decision

Seeing that they were silent, Qianghu smiled and praised again: "You don't know, because Brother Yongcheng stayed in Yizhou at that time, and now the people from Yizhou go to Tubo to do business, and the people in Tubo never dare to take advantage of it. , The price is fair."

"Uncle, don’t always talk about Tubo. It’s now called Luoxuezhou. It’s okay to say that it’s a Taoist state. It’s just a small population. Luoxuezhou is rich in resources and has great strategic value due to environmental factors. Why do I have to If you take down that place once, you are afraid that the fight will stop, and the next time you will fight hard.

Taking advantage of the unstable status of other religions there, I will take back my Datang as soon as possible, and save a lot of worry in the future. The rest is internal problems, so take your time. "

Speaking of there, Zhang Xiaobao was also troubled. The place is large and the population is small, which means that people can hide in battle and have strategic depth.

If it wasn't for the opponent to be caught off guard first, and he immediately followed the economic and crop tactics, plus the guns that were revealed later, after others became familiar with it, and then wanted to draw the place, it would have to pay countless prices.

Even now it’s not easy. If the population is moved over, the local area will be empty. Sending people from other places, such as Jiangnan, is no different from sending them to death. If a hundred people live there for two years, ten of them can survive.

If you maintain the status quo, you must strengthen publicity, otherwise it will be easy for the locals to generate independent ideas. Now I am afraid of fighting, and I am also terrified. In addition, the people who used to reinforce at the time of the disaster have changed the minds of many locals. But who can guarantee that there are no ambitions.

Qianghu didn't know these many doorways, he only needed to take care of his stockade. Hearing Zhang Xiaobao said that he changed his name, he nodded and said he had written it down. Suddenly something came to my mind, and he asked expectantly: "Xiaobao, how long have you been playing with the cuckoo? There are many good boys in the stockade. See if we can arrange to protect you from now on?"

Zhang Xiaobao first shook his head regretfully: "No, we are not responsible for selecting people. The guards need to be assessed. If the people in the stockade are older, you can study first, and then arrange positions according to the situation."

Seeing Qianghu nodded his head to express his understanding, and said: "There is really no fixed number for how long the war will last. It is estimated that it will be at least two years."

"Yes, eating too much is not good for fighting. The place is big and there are many people." Qianghu frowned, looking worried.

"Uncle, it has nothing to do with eating too much." Wang Juan interjected.

Qianghu was taken aback for a moment: "You eat too much. How long does it matter if you eat too much? What's the matter with eating too much?"

"They're just a match, scrabbling and playing rabbits. The domestic affairs are resolved in one and a half years, and we will fight for one and a half years, two years to resolve, we fight for two years, and if two years don't work, we will continue to eat more."

Wang Juan answered with a smile.

Qianghu didn't know if there was anything in the country that needed to be solved by beating others, but he deeply felt the arrogance and unreasonableness of the two people in front of him. Obviously, the two of them didn't take overeating seriously. Overeating is really unjust enough to get beaten this time.

After thinking about it again, Qianghu gave up. He was afraid that his brain hurts too much. Things are too weird. If there is a problem in his own country, he will fight others instead of solving the problem.

Of course, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan would not explain to Qianghu in detail, since they can't be finished in one day. After making an appointment with Qianghu to go to the stockade to drink at night, the two wandered to the small river outside the city, planning to collect water and experiment with ornamental fish.

Before reaching the river, a middle servant hurried over and reported: "Bi Gou and Yao Chong are here."

Zhang Xiaobao looked at each other in a daze.

After a while, Zhang Xiaobao sighed vigorously: "Ah... They don't engage in their economic intelligence system, so what are they doing?"

"It is estimated that there is something. It is difficult to explain clearly in the telegram, for fear of leaks. Come and get some fishing tackle, thanks to a walk by the river, otherwise you have to take a special trip." Wang Juan also sighed. When I ran to Yizhou, my body looked good. According to the book, the two had died many years ago.

"Little treasure, cuckoo, did you miss grandpa?" The two didn't wait too long, and Bi Gou's unique voice came when they drove into the mountain.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan looked at Bi Gou and Yao Chong who came over, and they were even more confused for a while. They actually rode bicycles. It is obvious that the tires are rubber.

"They didn't ride from the capital? How tired." Zhang Xiaobao sighed.

"If they don't ride all the time, the others will be more tired, and the weight of the car is not light." Wang Juan followed and walked two steps quickly to meet him.

With a "creak", Bi Gou just squeezed the front and touched the ground with his left foot. The car body drew an arc on the ground and stopped, playing with a spinning wheel.

"Grandpa Bi, you are very good at playing with this hand. You can get new tires when you come on the concrete floor several times." Zhang Xiaobao walked closer, helped hold the handlebars, and praised him.

Piccolo lifted his legs and got out of the car and shook his head: "It won't work on cement ground. I have to ride it quickly to shake it. The friction is too great, or the muddy ground is good, there are sand particles, and it can slide into rolling."

Zhang Xiaobao: "..."

Yao Chong appeared calmer, mainly because he was very calm. After getting out of the car, he nodded to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, indicating that he was coming.

"Have you eaten?" Bi Gou asked casually, shaking his arms twice.

"I ate breakfast, you two did not eat it?" Zhang Xiaobao waited for a reply, asking someone to make it immediately if he hadn't eaten it.

Yao Chong said directly: "I have eaten."

Bi Gou said in great detail: "I drank a large bowl of clear soup in the morning, made of seaweed, and there was a two-inch-long shrimp in it. It was fresh. In fact, I plan to save my stomach for lunch at your place, Xiaobao, Guess what I want to eat."

Wang Juan immediately answered, "Grandpa Bi, did you want to eat fish and even fished it yourself?"

"It's still the cuckoo girl who is caring, she didn't hurt in vain when I was a kid, old man, I have this plan, is there a good place to go fishing nearby?" Bi Gou patted his hands and praised Wang Juan happily.

"If you have a place, come with us, and you will be there in a quarter of an hour." Wang Juan pointed to the direction of the river. In fact, she knew that Bi Gou knew where the river was, and it was not that she had never been here.

Zhang Xiaobao went to support Yao Chong, and Wang Juan held Bi Gou and chatted while walking towards the river. In Wang Juan's heart, he was still very grateful to Bi Gou. Without Bi Gou's help at the beginning, it would be a few years later to reach the current level.

Bi Gou kept squeezing his own two's technology, to be precise, squeezing his own and Xiaobao's technology to tell others that it is still very useful for him to be protected. At the same time, they also used the technology obtained to convince Li Longji and other ministers.

At the beginning, why did he always go between his own two places and travel with his own two? It was not because his guard was better than the garden at home. Although he doesn’t need it now, he can’t forget the kindness. .

The only annoying thing was that he was pushing too hard at the time. He had just figured out some skills and had to take it away. Who didn't let him know that all the skills were researched by himself and Xiaobao, and thought that the master behind him was doing his best.

Hey... Thinking about it back then, it was really like yesterday, and I didn't know what was happening this time, so I came here in person.

Wang Juan felt cherished, and after chatting, he went to the riverside, where there are slates specially used for washing clothes.

Bi Gou didn't bring a fishing rod, he knew Zhang Xiaobao had it here.

Sure enough, a lot of things were brought over, and Bi Gou and Yao Chong began to choose, looking at them one by one, as if they wanted to achieve good results.

Zhang Xiaobao knew that fishing couldn't concentrate, so he took a hand rod and didn't choose any bait. There was a ball of noodles nearby, so he just used this. Without flicking the rod, he straightened the hook into the water in front of him, and it was done.

It took Bi Go more than ten minutes before he nodded in satisfaction, then took out the earthworm to put it on the hook, threw the hook in with a scream, held the pole in both hands, and narrowed his eyes.

But sometimes luck is more important than strength and equipment. Zhang Xiaobao is so casual. In the end, within two minutes, when the float sinks, Zhang Xiaobao lifts his pole provocatively, and a grass carp that is estimated to weigh two catties comes up.

Wang Juan helped pick the fish. He also helped to change the dough into another color, and threw it in. In less than a minute, a sigh, a black fish weighing a catty came up.

"That's not right." Bi Gou stared at Zhang Xiaobao's fishing rod: "The first one is grass carp, you can catch the dough with no problem, the second one is black fish, you still take the dough, how does it bite the hook?"

Zhang Xiaobao was not thinking about fishing, and he was equally puzzled when Bi Gou asked.

Wang Juan explained by the side: "There are other things in the dough, and when I hooked it up, it was shaped like a small fish."

Bi Gou nodded when he heard the words, and said to Zhang Xiaobao: "The cuckoo is right. It is the truth that the big fish eats the small fish. Xiaobao, you said, the small fish was eaten. Is the big fish too miserable or small? The fish is weak? If there are too many big fish, will the little fish still have a way to survive?"