Chang'an Da Nei, in the Chongshi Hall dedicated to storing things that are forbidden to enjoy inside. The yellow nest, whose face was slightly yellowed and thin, was also looking at the cabinets and cabinets covered with silk.
"Holy Lord, this is the dragon anointing wine offered by Wuyi Mountain when they left the country when Xian Temple was in the old days. It was made by hunting and killing the local pigpolong to make wine. It is known as black as pure lacquer, and it is refreshing to drink."
A chubby white and fat internal officer followed the introduction steadily with small steps.
"Xianmiao is regarded as a rare treasure, designated as the top-quality wine, and stored in golden bottles. It is only for private banquets of distinguished guests and strangers. In the room of Jiuhua, the purple rice feast must be used. Now there are only three left. Altar..."
"Take it..."
Huang Chao nodded tiredly.
Immediately there was another internal officer, and he brought a purple wooden snail box flower branch and said carefully.
"This is why when Daqin came to envoy, he also added pills to the base, which can relieve acute dysentery, wind numbness, thirst, and headache. It is known as a panacea...
"Take it too..."
Huang Chao still cherishes words like gold, as if saying one more word would consume his great energy.
"Holy Lord, this is the Wuzi Shouxian Pill, which was presented by Zhang Guo, a stranger in the Kaiyuan era. It is known as strengthening the body and replenishing the essence, replenishing the marrow, and relieving the kidney qi. It is a special formula for the heirs of the heavenly family."
Then someone brought a jade bottle road from the wooden plate like running water.
"Is it true..."
Huang Chao moved slightly now, and said a few more words. During this period of time, in order to have more heirs to consolidate the country's foundation, he often worked hard on the new concubines in the palace.
However, after all, he was over fifty years old, and he was a little overwhelmed for a long time; just yesterday when he was playing with a pair of ministerial sisters in the Tangchi of the Ganlu Temple, he was unexpectedly top-heavy and out of breath for a while.
So he had to ask Lin Yan to deal with everyone present to avoid any unfavorable rumors from spreading out. Then, he ordered to search for a remedy in the palace. At least his two children are still young, and he still has many things to do.
If you fall down at this time or suffer from sickness, let’s not say that it is the cheap son-in-law who is hidden away in Jinghu Lake; even the leader of the city’s ministers and the long-term second man of the rebels, Shang Rang, Or Huang's nephews, they are not so reassuring.
With this mind in mind, he immediately drank the dark and bitter dragon ointment wine with the white jade lamp after it made people test the medicine for a while; after only a moment, the heat rose from the internal organs and spread. Going into the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, the whole body becomes relaxed and refreshing.
Then he took another Diyaka pill with this Mishui, only to feel that with a moment's effort, even the pain and wind numbness of the years of fighting on his body disappeared suddenly. And after taking Wuzi Shouxian Pill again, the kidney water that was originally a little weak began to become full.
At this time, the head of the internal officials next to him, asked very intimately:
"Does the Holy Master want to announce people to come and serve one or two..."
It's just that he hadn't waited for the concubine to be summoned yet, but he first saw Lin Yan, the enlisted military ambassador from the camp who looked a little rushed.
"Holy King Jin'an, Brother Hao. Ah no. It was under the command of General Zuo Wuwei, who suddenly changed and went south..."
—I am the dividing line —
And on the third day of the Chinese New Year in Jiangling City. Zhou Huaian, who had just taken the family's women to various departments to receive group worship and seminars, and delivered some New Year speeches, received another unexpected news.
"There are hundreds of people from the old dynasty clan in Luodu, and they flow in the land of the two ridges, but it depends on the listening..."
Zhou Huai froze for a moment, and suddenly decided to pack the Tang clan and send it over. What does Huang Chao mean. Immediately he decided to say.
"Then send them all to accept self-reliant labor reform..."
"Jiangdong’s Qian Gumei has reported urgently... Someone who claimed to be Zuoweiwei General Zhang Zimian, raised his troops in Kuozhou (now Kuocang County), and has lost consecutive defeats to Quzhou (Quzhou City) and Wu ( Jinhua) and Taiwan (Linhai) states belonged to the Tutuo, Zhenshu, and Volunteer Corps,"
Then Mi Bao passed a copy of the wooden path.
"Fujian Observatory Chen Yan, who was attacking Mingzhou (now Ningbo), was demoralized and unwilling to fight again at Wenhoulu. He was invited to be attacked at the foot of Tiantai Mountain on the way home. He was defeated and retreated to Wenzhou. "
"Chen Yan himself was seriously injured and could not be taken care of for the time being, and most of the people under his command were separated from the dead and wounded. Now Qian Jumei is recommended to maintain the local situation... and I would like to ask the majority to supervise the follow-up way to stay..."
Zhou Huaian couldn't help being surprised. This Qian Poliu was really the son of luck of the times. Even after he was changed in disguise and cut off the possibility of rising in Hangzhou, he could still seize the opportunity to control the situation in Wenzhou.
According to Qian Gumei's request and suggestions in the emergency report, he hopes to obtain follow-up support from the Lingnan side from the sea, and gain a firm foothold locally as a support point for wedging into the battle of Jiangdong, Zhejiang and Zhejiang.
Or simply lead troops to the south, give up the plains in Wenzhou, such as Yongjia, Angu, and Hengyang, which are obviously not conducive to defense, and retreat to Fenshuiguan and enter Fujian to plan for follow-up matters.
Here, Qian Jumei also vaguely put forward a conjecture; because Chen Yan's army of 30,000 people gathered from Fujian Province, now only a few thousand people are gathered in Wenzhou. Therefore, the five states of Fujian are now in a relatively empty state.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Huai'an still verbally replied:
"Accept what he asks, but everything must be done cautiously. Now that the locals have a firm foothold and control the situation, I will let Laoguan lead the department to exert pressure and containment from Jizhou..."
"There is no problem with seaborne support. Guangzhou will soon be able to form a fleet and gather the corresponding materials and equipment, and the personnel will be selected from the new recruits in Chaoshan..."
"But the follow-up matters in Fujian will be slowed down again. The Taiping Army does not need to take advantage of the dangers of others, but can also take the world upright.. If Solomeng who went north has returned, he can return to his hometown to find out the situation..."
Then Zhou Huaian added.
"In addition, I will make a special trip to tell him that the most valuable thing in the five states of Fujian in the Metropolitan Government is not the local hukou fields, but the ports and commercial ports along the coast of Fujian. There is no need to sink into the inland mountains. In the see-saw..."
After dealing with these temporary emergencies, Shu Shi Lu Yanyou went on to report.
"The Governor, it's time to preach to the recent investors..."
Only then did Zhou Huaian remember that there was another arrangement like this. Afterwards, he drove the crowd to the auditorium of the large workshop.
There are so many people who are afraid that there are not four or five hundred people. Countless Zhang Laocheng is jerky, childish, nervous or worried, in awe, eager to try or has uneasy faces, so he focuses on his own body, and tries to suppress his voice and make a low voice. The buzz
People can't help but think of the past when I was invited to the stage by my alma mater in the early years to serve as a volunteer education in mountainous areas and give lectures. But there is a different sense of accomplishment that makes my other people's destiny future.
However, Zhou Huai'an abandoned the local accent’s clerical group, which had already written several different speech manuscripts for detailed reference, and made people obliquely write a line of big characters on the wall behind him: “Most justice is a slaughter of dogs. Confucian scholars are useless..."
As soon as this ridiculous sentence was finished, it was as if a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and there was an uproar among the crowd and a burst of noise. Pi Rixiu and others beside him basically turned into bitter smiles and helplessness. It was not until after a moment of silence that Zhou Huaian spoke again:
"I'm not talking about someone, but about all of you present, and most of the people in the world. In my opinion, it's just useless waste and weak chickens..."
"Because, compared to those in the market who are humble and happy, most of you, the more you read, the more you think, the less you actually do... or do nothing. ."
"You can't carry your shoulders, you can't carry your hands, you can't farm or weave cloth to provide food and clothing, you can't sell circulated goods, and you can communicate with people everywhere, let alone the bravery and martial arts of holding a knife and a spear to protect the country and even the home and the country... "
"It's still only the empty talk of the day, to speak up or to point out the evils of the time, and to satisfy the momentary moral superiority and vanity... Or if you have a conscience and morality, you can't do anything about the ugly evils of time, but only Can you talk about it?"
"In this way, no matter how much you read about the saint's books, it won't help. Even the more you learn, the more confusion in your mind, the less you know what to do and where to go..."
"As for the official career? The easiest thing in the world is not to be an official, a mediocre official, a corrupt official, or a treacherous official... As long as you work hard to take advantage of the best and try to exploit and down, you are the most popular king in the world. I have worked with the capable ministers admired by the Shangguan..."
"Speaking of which, isn’t it the eunuchs in the palace who do the best in this respect... This world has changed, and it can be done only by the lobbying skills of the mouth, or the self-righteous principle? The era of being a good official or fortunately advancing to the left and right is no longer where it is."
Having said that, Zhou Huaian again ordered someone to write a line of characters on the wall behind him again:
In another larger auditorium, under the slogan, "Promote officials and get rich, please go elsewhere. Don't enter the door if you are greedy and fearful of death." A group of newly graduated students also waved their hands and swears loudly:
"Who is our enemy?"
"It is the faint kings and corrupt officials who have caused endless suffering in the world, the family power who holds and monopolizes the world's power and the path to advancement, and is the powerful and powerful family who supports and follows their generations."
"What if we don't stand up and resist?"
"These jackals, tigers and leopards will squeeze the bones and suck the marrow, squeeze the last trace of our flesh and blood, and then point to our bones, see, this is the cheap bones and mud legs that deserve to be used forever..."
—I am the dividing line —
In Jinguan City, Tian Lingzi, who had just received incense from the Dacisheng Temple and made a wish, and donated many treasures, also embarked on the way back in front of the franchise. (End of this chapter)