And in another part of the city, in Fan Chuo's house.
"Did he actually say that..."
An old friend of Fan Chuo who was familiar with each other sitting and drinking tea could not help but exclaimed.
"It's even more obvious that this gentleman has an extraordinary background, and his ambitions are very promising..."
"If it's just the layout and tolerance of a place, it would be considered a lie to the local scholars, and the invitation to hire people to decorate the facade temporarily, thinking that it is enough to buy people's hearts..."
"But he actually declined it, and he can also come up with such a courteous truth to clarify, even I am a little tempted..."
"Changsheng, you are not..."
Fan Chuolue was a little surprised, because this old friend's surname is Qiu Minghuan, and his name is Changsheng from the Punan Mountain. This year has passed. He is the descendant of the Jiaozhi prefect of the late Sui Dynasty and the governor of Jiaozhou in the early Tang Dynasty, and the descendants of Tan Guogong Qiuhe. one.
Although because of the age, the Yau family’s shadow has long disappeared, and there is only a scholar who cultivates and studied heirs; but relying on the school to teach and has some influence in the local area; therefore, in addition to the early Gao Pian regained When Annan came out for a short period of service, he was often not allowed to requisition at other times. Even during the short occupation of Nanzhao Man, he took his prostitutes to avoid living in the mountains instead of working for the barbarians.
Therefore, this time Fan Chuo recommended the local scholars on his behalf, including his two students. Therefore, he specially invited them to check and rampage in it, but he did not expect that the person's words, if so, actually even him. Moved.
"This... is too exaggerated..."
"Yuqing, I can listen to what you have said. He used to have medical methods to treat wounds and rescue injuries personally. He also passed down the method of debridement with needles and sutures (anti-inflammation), and he also wrote and established military and civilian epidemic prevention methods. Of the policy."
It is rare for Qiu Huan to get upright, and he touched his gray beard and thought about it for him.
"This is not the wisdom of Wu (qi) who sucks pus and the soldiers dare not die... and can join the grass thieves and fight around in a few months. This is what the ancient military tactics..."
"However, he is governing the land, and he reuses prescriptions and is good at constructing. He has a lot of ways to improve. Isn't this a legacy of the ancient Mohism..."
"I also heard that he is kind to business travelers and encourages the cultivation and circulation of goods, and emphasizes practical work and neglects courtesy. Isn't this also the folk-based old school of Yang Zhuzhi..."
"I still heard that he was appointed as a field envoy, and he also made people widely collect the agricultural books of the Qi people in the past dynasties, and the detailed explanation of the publication and printing of missions and various farming places is not without the origin of the farm..."
"Although he claims to be a Buddhism, he uses his words and deeds a lot of reasoning and deliberation, and he claims to be an expert of the three religions and nine generations..."
"Do you think that with the size of the world, what kind of family and background will it be that will be released in this period of decline of the imperial court, such a strange kind of knowledge of the art of the scholars..."
Speaking of this, Qiu Huan sighed solemnly
"Such all-round ability, even if it fails to be recruited by the court, even if it is under the banner of the strong vassal, it is still very promising..."
"However, he has thrown himself into the grass thieves with a white body, and the road blue has achieved the present situation because of the humble generation, Yuqing, don't you understand..."
(Zhou Huaian couldn't help madly discerning Dao in the dark, I was actually not willing, it was the result of the situation.)
Speaking of this, Qiu Huan has said that he has not yet finished his words.
Because of all these far-fetched places, it reminded him of a certain person in history who started from a humble beginning, and claimed that there has not been such a righteous person in the country after the Zulong; even if the status of the former courtier was derived from the Zen country Datang is also a slightly inferior existence in Yu Xiangguo's righteousness.
Of course, all of this actually has another greater possibility. For example, as the story of the world's anti-turmoil in the last years of the previous dynasty, because of the imperial aura that is gradually falling apart today, the flow of magic stars that disrupt and destroy the world has emerged as the times require.
However, there is absolutely no need for him to say to scare this old friend who likes to curate books and travel through the only unsophisticated officialdom; it's just that he, who is in the south of southern Xinjiang for a long time and is rarely moved, also has some desire to see hunting. I want to vote for this subordinate, and take a close look at his words and deeds.
It's just that, as the saying goes, there are bright masters and scholars, and scholars have to vote for bright masters. This process is not so simple. It also requires a medium as a stepping stone or a meeting ceremony to impress the other party.
"However, now that the rebels clear their household registration in the city, release the slaves, build roads, pass rivers and canals, and do the good things and eliminate the disadvantages, I am afraid that they will greatly contradict and ruin the gentry in the city. Look at it first..."
After some thoughts arrived here, Qiu Huan couldn't help but said in a serious manner.
"Can Fan Sheng upload a sentence for me..."
. . . . . .
In another place, Qu Chengyu, now appointed as the training envoy of the Fengzhou regiment, also encountered an unexpected visitor in his residence.
"My little brother is so brazen, how about asking Brother Shi to recommend me one or two..."
This is a small official with a patch on his blue shirt, almost touching his sleeves to the ground.
"Since I am here, naturally I won't sit back and watch you get stuck..."
Then he was pulled up by the dumbfounded Qu Chengyu, and sighed loudly.
"Virtuous brother, why is this?"
He is said to be a descendant of the Xie family of Junwang in the Eastern Jin and Southern Dynasties. His surname is Xie and his name is Xiaoan. Xie An, a famous official of the ancestors of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, has been self-reliant; and his branch has avoided trouble since Liu Song and moved south to Lingnan; at the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, he was an important minister of the Feng family, the leader of the Lingnan Zhuliao; until the Feng family returned to the Tang Dynasty. After dismissing many of the geniuses, he separated the room he was in and communicated with each other to promote enlightenment. Since then, he has taken root in the local area.
Therefore, his great-great-great-great-grandfathers had also been with Wang Bo, the prodigy of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, who was considered to be a good friend of the family and helped Wang Fuchou, who was relegated to Jiaozhi county magistrate from Yongzhou to join the army.
By the time his generation has been reduced to the point where it can't even be regarded as a local tycoon. Relying on the help of his uncle's family, he was able to study until he reached adulthood. In his early years, he relied on the provincial examination to barely become a primary school official. It was also half of Qu Chengyu's same year. However, today there is great chaos and disputes, and the way of persuading learning and enlightenment is not good, even the inland areas are inadequate publicly and the academic government has collapsed, let alone the land of southern Xinjiang where he is located;
In fact, he couldn't even eat the cold food that he routinely offered to the Confucian Temple. Instead, he could only use kudzu root and brown rice to make a shape, and then use the sauce as a color sacrifice to worship the sages and deceive his stomach. Then even the cost of guarding the Confucian Temple could not be maintained, but instead, before the title of the assistant teacher of Songping County had faded, he could make a living for the people in the city to make a living.
This time, Zeng Dagon made trouble in the ** state, but even lost his part-time job in Xixi, so he can only be cheeky, with no overnight rice in his home, relying on his past classmates to beg to see the beginning of a prosperous song. Chengyu is here.
"The younger brother is not talented, but I am not only hungry and full, but I also hope to change my career with what I have learned..."
However, Xie Wen shook his head somewhat obsessively.
"Brother brother, don't you understand, are you looking forward to following this leader of the rebel army with lofty ambitions..."
"This..."
Qu Chengyu suddenly got up because of some uncertainty.
"Brothers can also know the story of Emperor Taizong's campaign against Goguryeo and returning to Youzhou Xiumen loyalty shrine during the Zhenguan period."
Xie Wen continued to explain.
"Now he is building a small shrine in Shipan Mountain, northwest of the city, to capture the hearts and minds of people from all over Quanzhou. It's hard to see his ambition..."
"Some is afraid that he will miss this opportunity and never cause it again..."
. . . . . .
"In fact, the key to breaking the situation in the city lies in my own hands..."
On the following night, Zhou Huaian asked Fan Chuo interestingly.
"Did he really say that... It seems that it was also a test for me..."
"Come here... Come with me to Zhouxiajao City"
Then, he suddenly cried out some blessed soul;
Afterwards, Zhou Huaian met Zeng Dagon, who was properly detained awaiting death in a patch of clean cells that were very brightly lit. As a dying person, he has not been abused or tortured, and the diet is not bad, and even the wounds on his body have been dealt with; therefore, except for the messy hair that has not been combed, he seems to be in good spirits.
"I suddenly remembered a suggestion, would you like to hear it..."
Across the rusty iron fence, Zhou Huaian sat on a hut.
"A certain family is meaningless to die... What else does the thief want to use to impress me"
Zeng Dagon is a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
"Is it a mere punishment of flesh and blood? I have used it against many thieves, and I want to taste it myself..."
"General Zeng may ignore life and death, but he doesn't necessarily care about the reputation behind him..."
Zhou Huaian was calmly probing.
"Extremely ridiculous..."
Zeng Dagon only sneered bleakly.
But in Zhou Huaian’s perception, he was indifferent to the vital signs under his appearance, and there were still several drastic fluctuations; it seems that he has discovered a new use of auxiliary capabilities, such as detecting and sensing each other. Mood swings.
"I seem to hear that your family members and children are all in the hometown of Central Plains..."
Then, Zhou Huaian went on to move him lightly.
"So what, do you still have the ability to use them to intimidate me..."
The sneer on Zeng Dagon's drooping face became heavier.
"You are what you are under the rule of the court... and when I am good friends with the Zeng family of Boye..."
"If in Annan, there is a sudden news that someone Zeng surrendered to the enemy and the thief, and the evidence is conclusive and obvious to all..."
Zhou Huaian felt the most intense moment when his physical signs were shaking, and suddenly interrupted.
"This is really wishful thinking..."
Zeng Gun drank it loudly, but the drastic changes in his heart couldn't hide Zhou Huaian's perception.
"How can the imperial court be deceived by the gangsters' means..."
"Actually, I have a secret technique for makeup... It can make people the same as the original owner... Vivid..."
At this time, Zhou Huaian clapped his hands vigorously, and walked into a person with a covered face from the outside.
"As long as I make him go out, weeping public repentance and cursing the court, exposing the sins and private activities of the emperor and the minister..."
"How do you think the court will deal with the family members of the thief general,"
"And how will the famous Zeng Envoy leave you alone, or will he do everything he can to protect it..."
At this moment, Zhou Huaian also felt his vital signs fluctuating more violently, and stepped forward step by step.
"Shameless thief, I regard you as incompatible...Ah"
In the end, Zeng Dagon could only spit out this sentence with blood oozing through his teeth.
"What can be saved by just a few bad words, so I solemnly propose an exchange here..."
Zhou Huaian shook his head, looked at his eyes and said seriously.
"I can give you a decent and heroic way to die easily, and even make people promote it, so as to fulfill your reputation for being loyal to the court to the last minute... Anyway, there is no real damage to me..."
"But before you die, you have to do something according to my requirements... Fortunately, how about bringing in more people later as a foil to send you on the road?" (End of this chapter)