Zhao Feng couldn't help but speak up for the eldest son, saying, "My lord, have you interrogated that attendant?"
According to the eldest son, this is a witness.
If Wu Xian killed him without any interrogation, it would be hard for people not to think too much, even someone as loyal as Zhao Feng would feel indignant.
"Of course I asked."
Zhao Feng asked again: "What did the attendant say?"
Wu Xian didn't want to say it at first, after all, it's not nice to talk about the family scandal of brothers fighting each other, but he still said with a slightly dark face: "The attendant said that the second brother conspired with others to murder the eldest brother."
"Then did the lord use the spirit of words on his attendants?"
How could Wu Xian not use it
But the results are very interesting.
The attendant changed his tune.
"He said frankly that this did not happen, it was just the eldest brother who was jealous of the second brother and set a trap." Wu Xian almost laughed out loud when he heard this. If the eldest brother had such a brain and plan, he would not be so mediocre. If he could do this, Wu Xian would look up to him.
Wu Xian: "Do you think I'm silencing him because I'm biased towards the second brother?"
Zhao Feng was a little confused for a moment.
Then he heard his master sigh as if he was tired and said, "That's why I told the eldest son not to get too close to his uncles. Those uncles had already ruined the family business, so they had evil ideas to get benefits from him. Over the years, the main courtyard has been secretly supporting the brothers from his mother's family, and the loopholes in the household expenses have become larger and larger. I have tolerated all this for the sake of the eldest and second sons. But the eldest son still can't figure it out. What kind of ability do his uncles have? He didn't even know that he was being used as a knife to hurt others. Those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. The eldest son's brain is not very good to begin with, and he was fooled by a fool..."
Wu Xian's complaints were like spilled beans.
He didn't know what sin he had committed. He was good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but the eldest son he gave birth to behaved like a pig. The second son was smart and most like him, but it was because he was too much like Wu Xian that Wu Xian knew that the eldest son was in danger.
But the eldest brother only knew how to envy the second brother, and the second brother? He had long seen that Wu Xian did not like their mother's family, and had long since drawn a clear line with several uncles who only knew how to suck blood and stir up trouble.
Zhao Feng's CPU was almost burned out.
"Whose attendant is this..."
Wu Xian asked coldly: "Guess?"
An idea came to Zhao Feng's mind.
"Could it be... the Second Young Master's?"
Wu Xian just responded with "Haha".
Zhao Feng: "... You can, you can interrogate me..."
The attendant might also betray the Second Young Master, so it would be too risky. Besides, there were far more people supporting the Second Young Master than the First Young Master, so there was no need for him to do such a thing...
Wu Xian showed a rare tiredness and discomfort on his face. He sneered, "First, the interrogation by the Word Spirit does not mean that only the truth can be told; second, the attendant told the truth. He didn't even know that he was the second brother's man. He was just ordered to take the first brother to listen to that conversation that day. The first brother's brain, why didn't he think about it? He has been practicing hard for several years and his strength is still second-class. How can he hide it from the second brother whose talent and strength far exceeds his? Eavesdropping? Does he think the second brother is a vegetarian?"
It's like when two brothers hid things when they were kids.
The eldest brother was slow in cultivation and growth, and he thought he had found a secret place that required tiptoeing to reach, and he was very proud of himself, but he didn't know that the second brother, who was a head taller than him, could see it just by looking up. Wu Xian was really about to cry because of his son's stupidity.
Zhao Feng: “…”
Not to mention the eldest son, even Zhao Feng hadn't thought of this.
Wu Xian said: "I have already hit the second one."
Zhao Feng was slightly shocked. Wu Xian's few words revealed a huge amount of information. If the second son really directed and acted out this matter, and threatened the eldest son and framed him, the lord's treatment of this matter was just a warning.
This means that—
The lord secretly favors the second young master.
Wu Xian saw the subtle expression on Zhao Feng's face and said helplessly, "The boss's quail-like temper is not suitable. It's okay that he has mediocre talent. After all, not every lord wants to charge into battle and kill the enemy like Shen Youli. If he had outstanding temperament and strategy, even if the boss was just an ordinary person, people would be loyal to him. But his temperament is also mediocre and he listens to his uncle's orders."
The second child is very good at reading people’s expressions.
He also has his own opinions.
"… For justice, if the world is stable, there is nothing wrong with passing the family business to the eldest brother. At least he will not mistreat his brothers and sisters. Even if he does not achieve great things, being able to hold on to the present is a great honor to the family. But it is not possible now. If Zheng Qiaoruo is overthrown, the Dragon Slaying Bureau Alliance will have no common enemy, and civil strife and conquest are only a matter of time. Can the eldest brother convince the people?"
Zhao Feng thought of the eldest master's behavior and shook his head.
As a teacher, he couldn't say anything against his will.
only-
"My lord, you are in your prime, it is too early for you to consider these things. If the eldest son can understand my lord's painstaking efforts and correct himself, I think he should make the eldest son the heir if possible." Zhao Feng's words were very bold, and even crossed the line.
If Wu Xian took it to heart, Zhao Feng would at least be reprimanded.
But Zhao Feng said this not for the eldest son.
Wu Xian had many children, and some of his concubines were also concubines of the great families of Tianhai. If the second son could surpass the eldest son and ascend to the throne, those sons might have some ideas.
The only advantage the Second Young Master has over his illegitimate brothers is that he is "legitimate", and the difference between legitimate and illegitimate sons is just that, because their status comes from Wu Xian, not from their mother. Since he can disregard etiquette and choose the legitimate second son instead of the legitimate eldest son, he can also abandon etiquette and choose the illegitimate son.
Wu Xian's choice is dangerous.
The subordinates under his command were originally from the Tianhai family that he had befriended when he was young, which led to Wu Xian being highly dependent on their support and even being constrained by them. For this reason, he also had no good way to deal with the factions under his command.
Sometimes, Wu Xian also envied Shen Tang.
Chen Tang was barefoot to begin with, so naturally he wasn't afraid of anyone.
Looking back at ourselves, we can see that one small move can affect the whole body…
Wu Xian's face looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a bitter melon, and he said angrily, "How could I not understand? But the boss can't be helped!"
The topic reached a deadlock.
Zhao Feng knew he had crossed the line and found an excuse to withdraw.
The night wind blew into his neck, taking away the warmth from his entire body and stimulating Zhao Feng so much that he got goose bumps all over his body.
He stood there, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and exhaled a puff of white mist. Inexplicably, Zhao Feng felt as if something was pressing on his heart, and it was a bit hard to breathe. Zhao Feng loosened his clothes and armor, and did not return to his tent to look for his old friend.
The old friend was using the iron fan handle to poke the charcoal fire, fanning the fire, where mushroom soup was bubbling.
Zhao Feng could smell the aroma of meat.
"You have a dog nose, are you here by smelling the smell?"
Zhao Feng sat down and said, "If I don't drink up all the soup you cooked after being scolded by you, wouldn't I be at a big loss?"
Temperatures in the northwest continent are slow to warm up.
The temperature late at night was so cold that people's hands became stiff.
Zhao Feng held the empty wooden bowl and watched his old friend take a pinch of snow-white fine salt from the cloth bag he carried with him and sprinkle it on the mushroom soup. Suddenly, he felt a little disgusted to see him being so leisurely. He said, "Today, I encountered something. Please help me with the matter."
The scholar squinted at him and asked, "Pay?"
Zhao Feng scolded, "Are you obsessed with money, old man?"
The scholar muttered, "How much money can you make from an idle job?"
Zhao Feng: “…”
The other party tricked him into giving away a thumb-sized gold cake.
The scholar said in a good mood: "Well, what's the matter?"
Don’t forget to protect customer privacy.
Zhao Feng talked about this and that, and finally concluded: "I don't know why, but I feel uncomfortable..."
The scholar stirred the mushroom and meat soup with a small silver spoon.
"Isn't it obvious to you? You feel uncomfortable because you are worried about the eldest son's life. Who doesn't know that choosing the eldest son can reduce the struggle? If you understand, how can the lord not understand? But the eldest son's talent... is so rotten that it seems like he was forgotten in the womb, or he forgot to bring it when he was reincarnated to drink Meng Po soup. That's fine, but he is also the eldest son and the eldest..."
The scribe gave a vivid metaphor.
"It's like occupying the toilet without taking a shit."
Zhao Feng silently looked at the pot of gurgling mushrooms and the mushroom foam tumbling up and down in the milky white soup, and his face turned dark.
The scholar said calmly, "The eldest son seems to be a bit of an eyesore. If he can give up this position, all problems will be solved. The lord won't have to worry, and the others won't have to take sides, and a bunch of illegitimate sons won't have to poke their heads around."
He spread his hands and said, "Everyone is happy."
Zhao Feng's face was darker than the bottom of a pottery pot licked by flames. The scholar scooped a mouthful of mushroom soup to taste its saltiness and said nonchalantly, "You'd better not get involved in this matter. The eldest son is still alive today, so he must be smarter than you."
Zhao Feng: “…”
He was full of depression and anger.
"Do you know what I want to do most now?"
"Overturn our mushroom and meat soup?"
Zhao Feng: "You are right!"
A pair of copper maces were about to smash his clay pot.
As a result, it only hit the fire, countless sparks flew out, and the pot of mushroom and meat soup disappeared. Zhao Feng looked up, but saw that the mushroom and meat soup was already held by the scholar.
The latter even smiled thankfully and said, "Fortunately it wasn't wasted."
Yan Ling rescued the mushroom soup just in time.
Zhao Feng was so angry that he was about to explode.
"You're going to die!"
In the end, Zhao Feng didn't even get to drink a sip of the mushroom and meat soup.
Let’s talk about two things—
Wu Xian is worried about the problems of his two sons. His "Tangdi Friends", Chen Tang's life is also in turmoil. Her teammates along the way are Zhang He, Qian Yong and Tao Yan. Usually, you can turn a blind eye to them, but once it comes to serious matters, you still have to contact them.
Tao Yan really doesn't live up to his name.
Every time he would say something sarcastic to Chen Tang.
But Chen Tang never loses out in verbal battles, and always fights back twice as much, which results in her getting angrier and angrier. It is reasonable to suspect that if she continues like this, she will kill Tao Yan before she even sees the enemy...
Coincidentally, Tao Yan thought so too.
However, both of them were burdened with the "big picture" and could not do anything for the time being. Zhang He played the role of a peacemaker, responsible for putting out the fire, while Qian Yong was responsible for eating melons.
But soon, Chen Tang and Tao Yan had no time to quarrel anymore.
As mentioned before, after more than 200 years of artificial transformation, the terrain in Yanzhou is generally flat, with only Chaoli Pass as a natural barrier to rely on. Once Chaoli Pass is breached, the remaining half of the state will be left wide open, becoming an unprotected "lamb".
Of course, it’s not that easy to take it down.
It's just not as difficult as Chaoli Pass. If Yanzhou wants to fight to the death with the allied forces, it can still stop them for a while.
But I never expected that—
The scouts ahead sent back some bad news.
The target counties and prefectures were all scorched fields, with no people in the villages.
"What?"
Chen Tang guessed a little bit as soon as he heard it.
He asked, "Is it to clear the countryside and fortify the city?"
Although fortifying the walls and clearing the fields is a very normal means of defending against the enemy. Holding the fortifications can make it difficult for the enemy to attack the position, and also cut off the enemy's food supply from your territory, reducing the endurance as much as possible. Even if the territory is lost, the enemy can't expect it to be good.
Chen Tang smashed the table with his fist and cursed, "This is really a shameless act. You have burned the seedlings that have already been planted. When we take over the entire Yanzhou, how will the local people survive? Won't they have to eat? They will starve to death!"
Now the spring plowing has just passed and the autumn harvest has not yet arrived.
How long can Yanzhou last with only half of it left
It won’t last until the autumn harvest.
The purpose of this scorched earth policy is not for defense, but more to create trouble for the Allied Forces, which is really harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself!
These grains are not for the alliance army to sustain and recover, but for the local people in Yanzhou to save their lives! Thinking of this, Chen Tang felt that there was a string in her head that was jumping wildly, and was on the verge of collapse at any time. If the alliance army did not care, how would the common people live without a harvest for a year? She could hardly imagine...
It must be a hell on earth where people eat each other!
But will the Alliance Army care
Shen Tang didn't dare to think too much about this question.
Just because she doesn't want to, doesn't mean the problem is solved.
After tossing and turning all night, she decided to test Zhang He's attitude. Zhang He was close to the leader Huang Lie, and Zhang He's attitude largely represented Huang Lie's attitude. However, as soon as she started, she was ridiculed by Tao Yan.
He sneered, "Mr. Shen is used to catching rats with dogs."
Chen Tang glared at him.
"Tao Shenyu, if you can't speak human language, don't bark!"
Tao Yan sneered, "Yes, yes, yes, you are the only one here who is a true gentleman, we are all villains. But, Mr. Shen is too much of a showman. He is so long-handed that he even cares about the common people who are not under his rule. You are worried about something that Zheng Qiao is not worried about."
Chen Tang grabbed the scroll at hand and threw it over.
At the same time, open the microphone passionately.
"Tao Shenyu, fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!"
She stepped on the table, rolled up her sleeves, and rushed over to beat Tao Yan up, but Gu Chi and the others were prepared, holding her on both sides, and finally calmed her down with some persuasion. Tao Yan was hit by a bump when she didn't check, and her face was twisted with anger.
Zhang He looked at the chaotic scene below and felt tired again.
He shouldn't have come.
Tao Yan is a bad mouth, he won't be happy if he doesn't get scolded every day, he knows that Shen Youli will go crazy, but he still enjoys it. However, Chen Tang's recklessness is beyond Zhang He's expectation. Everyone knows what kind of trouble the enemy's strong defense will bring to their side, but they all pretend to be deaf and dumb. Who knew that Shen Tang would take the initiative to expose the problem that everyone ignored.
How to solve famine
The most brutal and effective way is to take out food.
Here comes the problem -
Who pays the wages