The Demon Concubine

Chapter 133

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Wu State, Buzhou City.

Since the reinforcements sent by the State of Qi, the pressure on the city of Buzhou has been reduced a lot, and the governor of Buzhou has finally been able to sleep well.

On this day, the governor of Buzhou hosted a banquet in the governor’s mansion to entertain Lan Mengzheng who had brought troops from Qi State.

There were fine wines and food on the banquet, and beautiful dancers were there to cheer up. Lan Mengzheng was a little uncomfortable with the way Wu people sit on their knees, but only slightly twisted his eyebrows, and did not say anything. I just said in my heart: I will never come to this banquet of Lao Shizi Jishi again!

The governor of Buzhou was a man about 30 years old with a thin appearance and two small beards around his lips. He had no idea about Lan Mengzheng's rejection. When he first saw this General Lan, he was taken aback by the opponent's immature appearance, and later learned that the opponent was not a tender face, but when he was really only eighteen years old, he admired him even more and praised him again and again. Heroes".

Seeing General Lan’s expression on those glamorous dancers, the governor of Buzhou only thought that the other party was too young and could not let go, so he said: “The generals need not be cautious. These women are not worth mentioning. If the general likes, he can choose a few. It is an honor for them to bring them back to the barracks to be able to follow young talents like the general."

Upon hearing the words of the governor of Buzhou, the dancers looked towards Lan Mengzheng affectionately.

Lan Mengzheng tilted his head, as if the gaze of those dancers was a sharp arrow, and he could avoid it by hiding. Later, he found that this action was useless, and he straightened the corners of his mouth, directly rejecting the governor of Buzhou.

The provincial governor of Buzhou wanted to persuade him again, but he heard Lan Mengzheng say: "The general will come to help Buzhou resist the enemy. He is here to discuss important matters with Guo Shishi, not to find a woman for pleasure."

Hearing this, the governor of Buzhou seemed to have been slapped in the face. He subconsciously wanted to show his unpleasant color, but when he saw Lan Mengzheng's Qi national costume, he suddenly remembered that they still had to lean against Qi. China, the general sent by the Qi State must not offend him, he could only give an awkward cough and waved his hands to let the dancers retreat.

Seeing the disturbing dancers and Misizhu retreating together, Lan Mengzheng breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said: It’s no wonder that Wu Guo has become a mixed virtue. It turned out that the monarchs and the local officials are all mediocre people who indulge in pleasure. generation. But in this way, wouldn't it be more conducive to your majesty's great cause

Thinking of this, Lan Mengzheng's brows, which had been wringing slightly, finally stretched out and began to ask for food from the governor of Buzhou.

Hearing that, the governor of Buzhou was embarrassed, and Lan Mengzheng saw it, pretending to be displeased: "My son Lang has rushed from Qi to this place, does your country refuse to even pay?"

The governor of Buzhou was taken aback, and quickly said: "The general misunderstood, I really can't get it out! Chen Guo extorted it once, and the grain depots in the middle school were already empty!"

After hearing this, Lan Mengzheng's face turned ugly.

The governor of Buzhou was afraid that the general would be so angry that he would leave, and he quickly said: "Don’t be angry with the general. Apart from food and salaries, I’m in Buzhou and several nearby cities and towns. Whatever the general wants, but everything I can afford by the State of Wu, It is negotiable."

So Lan Mengzheng, who had no need for food and grass, asked hundreds of good horses and thousands of servants.

Zheng Tu is one of these servants who have been asked to pass.

In the past two years, Wu’s servitude and taxation have become more and more heavy, and they can’t breathe. I heard that they are going to be conscripted again. Everyone in the village who can escape has escaped, and those who can spend money on management have been charged. There are young people, and they dare not escape, and they don't have the money to manage officials, so they are arrested for labor.

He originally thought that it would be more difficult to be sent to the Qi people. He might be killed in a few days, but he did not expect that the Qi people really just let them build fortifications and help pull stones. Digging soil, digging traps... No one kept urging them, no one looked at them with a whip, only a few gentle staff, who would write and draw with pen and paper while they were working. I don't know what I'm remembering.

Zheng Tu was even more afraid, and he worked harder.

After working all morning, he was so tired that he found a rock and sat down to catch his breath. Suddenly he found a small official standing behind him, holding a pen and writing and drawing, and he glanced at him. Zheng Tuhun was almost frightened, and he hurriedly stood up and stammered: "Sir, the younger one is not deliberately lazy, the younger one is going to work!"

Without waiting for a response from the other party, Zheng Tu panicked and pushed up the cart and walked to the front to shovel and fill the soil. He was extremely frightened, afraid that the little official had already recorded his "lazy" incident. These Qi people are far more terrifying than the officials holding the whip and beating them. I don't know what they wrote on that paper

Zheng Tu became more and more frightened as he thought about it, but he dared not delay his work for a while, for fear that the little official would write a note for himself.

When it was time to eat, the other servants rushed forward to get food, but Zheng Tu shrank and did not dare to step forward, because he saw the little official who caught him "lazy" standing there, and he was afraid.

But he worked so hard for the whole morning, and he had already caused a reaction in his belly. At this time, he was even more dizzy and couldn't move on the road, so he had to step forward step by step.

The place where they received food was a shed that they had just set up in the morning. Five soldiers of Qi State stood by the big wooden barrel and used a bamboo clamp to feed them from the wooden barrel.

Zheng Tu found out that he was not receiving the kind of rough cake that was mixed with shell and rough to the throat, but a soft mixed flour cake. In addition to this cake, there was also a bowl of thick porridge. , It was not white porridge, it was mixed with vegetable leaves and some minced meat.

Seeing clearly that there really is meat inside, Zheng Tu's eyes widened in surprise. He was dreaming. He never thought that he could have such a good meal. He had...have not tasted meat for a whole year.

Thinking of this, Zheng Tu gulped down a big mouthful of saliva. He was about to leave while holding the cake and the bowl, when he suddenly heard someone next to him say: "Zheng Tu, right? You wait."

Every worker here has a wooden sign with his name on his body. Zheng Tu is illiterate, but he knows that many people from Qi are literate, because when he was working in the morning, he saw someone carrying them. Qi Guobing read the book to read, but he was still rare for a while.

Zheng Tu looked back and saw that it was the little official who was talking. The joy in his heart suddenly flew, and he was so scared that he dared not move. However, the imaginary punishment did not come. Zheng Tu heard the little official say: " He works very hard and gives an extra pie."

So he was stuffed with another piece of bread in his hand, and Zheng Tu walked out of the shed in a daze. There will be no sun today, but he feels that his whole body is warming up.

When he walked to his companions, sat together and ate food carefully, Zheng Tu heard them say.

"I knew I could eat such a good thing, so I brought my wife and children to work together."

"I fell and broke my leg when I was moving a rock today. I thought I would be beaten and scolded for delaying work. Who knows that those army masters actually asked me to rest and let me rest assured. Three meals a day are still Yes, my mother was crying at the time."

"This pancake is so fragrant, I have never eaten such a good thing in my life."

"Qi people are so good to our labors, surely they are better to their own people, right?"

"That's natural. I heard that the people of Qi people only need to pay a tax of five buckets of rice after harvesting each mu of land, and the rest is their own."

Several people hissed, "Isn't that the more you plant, the more you can get?"

One must know that one acre of good land can harvest 30 to 40 buckets of rice every season, and if only five buckets of rice are paid per acre, wouldn't the whole family worry about eating

"It would be great if I were from Qi." Someone sighed like this.

Another said: "This is so difficult. I heard that Qi is still taking in refugees! As long as you enter the borders of Qi and become Qi nationality, you can divide fields and live like the people of Qi. Good day."

These words were all secretly remembered by Zheng Tu. He only ate a piece of cake and a bowl of porridge, and hid the remaining piece of cake in his arms, intending to save for the next meal, and continue to save the next meal. Then, when I go home, I will take it back to the mother-in-law and the child to eat.

The idea of "going to Qi to live a good life" was like a seed, buried in his heart...

"Niangniang, this is from Miss Gu." Gao Zhuzi handed a letter to Yao Yanyan.

Yao Yanyan opened it, but the letter was not a word, but a familiar symbol.

Yao Yanyan called it Pinyin. As Gu Zhaorong's connection with Jingcheng became closer, Yao Yanyan became more and more worried about leaks.

She told her worry about this, and her Majesty ordered the people below to think about it, but the secret symbols that those people thought of to replace the text were either too obscure or might be seen through by outsiders. Yao Yanyan couldn't worry about it.

Suddenly one day, she had a dream. She dreamed that she was sitting in a bright and spacious room. There was a woman with a fuzzy face teaching her pinyin. After Yao Yanyan silenced the pinyin symbols and found that even the Fengyuan could not be deciphered, she taught the pinyin to a credible person. Now she and Gu Zhaorong have been using pinyin for her connection.

After reading the contents of Gu Zhaorong's letter, Yao Yanyan frowned slightly.

Gu Zhaorong wrote in the letter that because the Bishuige business she opened was so good, the supply exceeded demand. So she made something called "Moonstone", no matter who it is, as long as there are ten moonstones in her hand, she can order any dish in Bishui Pavilion.

But I didn’t want this move to attract the attention of a general of Chen Guo. That general was also a glutton, because no one sold the moonstone to him with a lot of money, so he snatched Gu Zhaorong into the mansion and burned him. dish.

Gu Zhaorong said in the letter that it would be more conducive to your majesty's cause for her to become a cook in the general's house, so that they don't have to worry.

Yao Yanyan remembered Gu Zhaorong's silent and shy appearance, and worried that she might conceal something. At this time, Gao Zhuzi saw that she had finished reading the letter and handed it another one.

Yao Yanyan was slightly relieved after reading it. This letter was written by Zhou Niang, saying that Gu Zhaorong’s forced invitation to the General’s Mansion was also part of their plan, so she didn’t have to worry about it. The general just loved food and had nothing to do with Gu Zhaorong. Moment of action. It was also mentioned that they were dealing with people from the General's Mansion, and I believe they will be able to obtain useful information for Qi in the near future.

Yao Yanyan picked up the pen and replied two letters. Just after writing it and handing it to Gao Zhuzi, she saw the green pot hurried in from outside.

"Mother, it's not OK, your Majesty has rolled down the steps!"

The author has something to say:

Stomach hurts in the morning, so this chapter is late, sorry babies o(╥﹏╥)o

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks for the little angel who cast [Grenade]: 1 y_sssun;

Thanks to the little angel who cast [land mine]: y_sssun, Miao Miao Xi Yuhuai, 1 Scorpio;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

60 bottles of dream and reality; 50 bottles of y_sssun; 40 bottles of rose taro ball; 30 bottles of clear dust like wind; 20 bottles of exposure; meow one ~ 17 bottles; la la la, 36596608, no tail fish, shallow, Qi 10 bottles of God’s Little Antenna; 8 bottles of fading away with a smile; 6 bottles of glutinous rice dumplings; 5 bottles of Jingzhe, ~Xiaoxiaoliang~, ono; 4 bottles of Qibao; Yixiu, Huanxi? 2 bottles; Nie Huan , Changhuai Meow, a girl with the same wind, 36279392 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!