Chen Hai waited for the middle-aged scribe to ask him what he had to say. When he looked at his big watery eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable. He felt strange in his heart, even though this Mr. Wen was not listed on the local list. His surname is also the top Dao Dan realm expert in Yanzhou. Why does his voice and look look like a woman's
Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong may not know yet, but from the reaction of the middle-aged scribe, Chen Hai knew that his guess was true, and sighed slightly in his heart. He did not expect that the two factions of Emperor Yitian and Prince Yingdan fought so cruelly for the imperial power. He did not hesitate to push all the 60,000 newly trained Xiyuan Army soldiers to Qintong Pass to die.
The Dong family controlled thousands of miles of land and had 20 to 30 million people within the territory to become a strong vassal in the region. Chen Hai wanted to establish power in the capital and recruit 70,000 to 80,000 refugees. How big of a deal could it be
The middle-aged scribe seemed to be able to see through Chen Hai's mind and said: "Wen has been serving in the palace since he was a child. Although his body is incomplete, he is not incapable of practicing..."
After all, the area of river beach and swamp in the north of Taohuawu is also limited. The ability to cultivate 70,000 to 80,000 acres of fertile land is already the limit. It is still difficult to feed 70,000 to 80,000 people. We need to find more ways to increase income; perhaps we can also allocate some brave and capable people to the West Garden Army. middle…
Although the middle-aged scribe did not show any murderous intent, Chen Hai did not dare to be careless in the slightest. He stared at the middle-aged scribe's left hand hidden in the sleeve of his wide robe and shouted in a deep voice: "In the important place of the military camp, trespassers will destroy the nine tribes. If senior withdraws at this time, Chen Hai will never come."
"Chen Hai has little knowledge, please forgive me, Mr. Wen." Chen Hai also knew that he was a sinner by being startled just now. He didn't know if it touched the sensitive heart of the middle-aged scholar, so he asked apologetically, "Mr. Wen, come here. , do you have any advice?”
Standing in front of the middle-aged scribe, Chen Hai felt that this man's Qi was as surging as the spring tide of a river, and it seemed that it could roll up a huge current and smash him to pieces at any time - such a strong cultivation! Chen Hai secretly felt that even if this person was not as powerful as Ge Xuanqiao and Chen Xuanzhen, he definitely had a high level of cultivation above the middle stage of Dao Dan realm.
The Tu family is one of the eight clans in Jing County, and the Zhao family is also a county marquis clan. Chen Hai believes that if they can really nod and agree, it will not be difficult to register 70,000 to 80,000 refugees on the prefecture and county.
Chen Hai turned around angrily and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar standing a hundred steps away from him in the air. The clouds and mist were steaming under his feet. He didn't know where he came from. Not only were there many people scattered in Fujiao Ridge, The secret whistle didn't notice it, and even quietly approached within a hundred steps of him.
Without waiting for Chen Hai to send a warning message, the middle-aged scribe flicked his finger and saw two faint and traceless mysterious lights going down the mountain. In an instant, he saw Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong, who had just said goodbye and left, flying directly towards the top of the mountain.
Above the court, there are many restrictions, so that no one wants to do things such as appeasing the refugees and relieving the famine. This is a serious situation. As for the specific localities, as long as prefectural and county officials dare to take up their duties and recruit refugees within the territory, apart from the fact that large warehouses cannot be opened to release grain at will, things such as registering residents into households and organizing refugees to reclaim wasteland and cultivate land are all responsibilities that must be followed. Even if it is done, no one can stand up and publicly criticize it.
The middle-aged scribe still didn't want others to see his meeting with Chen Hai.
Perhaps the eighth and ninth are also two chess pieces laid out by the mysterious person behind the scenes.
Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong were both shocked when they heard Chen Hai's words. They lowered their voices and asked, "A losing battle?"
Chen Hai suddenly thought of a possibility. He was startled by this idea. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Mr. Wen. He saw that the short beard under his chin was really sticky, and he thought in shock. , if this person surnamed Wen is an eunuch and eunuch, how can he possibly reach the top level of Tao Dan realm if his body is mutilated
Is the mysterious man behind the scenes colluding with the Red Eyebrow Sect? Or maybe the mysterious person behind the scenes controls the intelligence agency of the Taiwei Mansion, deliberately concealing the true situation of the Red Eyebrow Sect, and misleading the ministers and officials of the Taiwei Mansion to ignore the threat of the Red Eyebrow Sect
Chen Hai thought secretly, thinking that the mysterious person must have an extraordinary status if he could make people like Chen Xuanzhen loyal regardless of life and death, fame and fortune. However, Mr. Wen in front of him was obviously not good enough to make Chen Xuanzhen loyal. He should be a direct descendant of the mysterious person. I will go to Fujiao Ridge to meet him in due course.
Chen Hai thought so in his heart, and then secretly looked at the middle-aged scribe. Apart from his watery, spring-filled eyes, he saw that the lines on his face were indeed much softer than those of normal people. His face, neck and exposed hands The skin is as delicate and delicate as a girl's, and the Adam's apple under the chin is not exposed, so it is not very obvious.
It doesn't look like a woman disguised as a man. The joints on her neck and wrists are thicker than that of a woman. If she is a man, such a man may not be too coquettish.
Chen Hai was sitting in the small pavilion on the top of the mountain, thinking about things casually. Suddenly he felt a very faint Qi coming, and he suddenly woke up. He pressed his hand on the Biying Sword at his waist and moved his true energy to his body. The nine-flame dragon seal he was wearing surged away.
There was no formal relief order issued by the court. As guest soldiers and generals, Chen Hai and the others had nothing to do with local forces. He could only help Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong, and persuaded them through their connections with Tu and Zhao. Local officials where Meiwu Fort is located have registered 70,000 to 80,000 people in the northern part of Taohuawu into the county household registration.
"Okay, I'm going to ask for leave from you in the next two days to meet the clan leader. I think there should be someone in the clan who can lobby the local government to include these 70,000 to 80,000 people in the prefectural and county household registration..."
"Oh?!" The middle-aged scribe stared at Chen Hai's eyes in surprise, as if he wanted to dig out what he was really thinking in his heart. He never expected that Chen Hai could do it just by relying on his own understanding and insight. The words tell the truth.
"The Taiwei Mansion sent troops to suppress the refugee rebels. You have spent the past six months training the Seventh Capital's new army but failed to participate in the war. What do you think?" The middle-aged scribe was already used to seeing Chen Hai's surprised reaction. , asking directly to other topics.
"Mr. Wen..." Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong were startled when they saw the middle-aged scribe appearing in Fujiao Ridge, and hurried forward to pay tribute to the middle-aged scribe.
Once the 60,000 generals from the first to sixth capitals suffered terrible losses, or even were wiped out, the Xiyuan Army would have to be expanded with the remaining soldiers and horses from the three capitals as the core. In the end, the Xiyuan Army fell completely into the control of the mysterious person behind the scenes.
eunuch!
"It seems that my coming here today is a bit unnecessary..." The middle-aged scribe restrained his shocked expression, and his watery eyes revealed more of his admiration for Chen Hai; but Chen Hai was indescribably awkward and wanted to dig a hole. He buried himself in it, not wanting the middle-aged scribe to stare at him like this...
Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong said something and quickly left. Chen Hai stayed alone on the mountain to think about something.
Chen Hai put away the Nine Flames Soaring Dragon Seal, released the hand holding the Biying Sword, stepped forward to greet the middle-aged scribe, and said: "Chen Hai doesn't know the true face of the senior. He was shocked just now. I hope not to disturb Mr. Wen." The elegance of traveling in Fujiao Mountains."
Perhaps the 60,000 generals of the Xiyuan Army will not be directly buried at Qintong Pass. Maybe there will be a few victorious battles in the early stage. But to truly realize the abacus of the mysterious man behind the scenes, only the 60,000 Xiyuan Army who accompanied Wei Yuqi on the expedition can be realized. Only when the generals suffered heavy losses would the status of the seventh capital be highlighted.
Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong looked at each other. In fact, they were more worried that Chen Hai was a lone wolf that was difficult to tame. They were also afraid that Chen Hai would be too deeply constrained by the Hexi Taiwei Sect and would ultimately be loyal to the Dong family, which would make Taiwei Zong and the Dong family had penetrated too deeply into the Xiyuan Army, but they were not worried about Chen Hai's own ambition to establish power in the capital.
Seeing the middle-aged scribe suddenly ask about this matter, Chen Hai's thoughts suddenly changed and he said tentatively: "If this is a losing battle, why would Chen Hai rush to lead his troops to die?"
"Sure enough, he is the number one person in the Northwest Territory. His perception of the six senses is not inferior to the Ming Qiao Stage Xuan Xiu who opened up the Ancestral Aperture Sea of Consciousness." The middle-aged scribe smiled lightly, as if there were stone steps hidden in the clouds in the sky. , Lingkong walked slowly towards Chen Hai, but every step seemed to be extremely dangerous, and there was a faint sound of thunder under his feet.
What mysterious secrets are there in Yanzhou that can actually enable this false Yang person to practice Dao Dan? It's no wonder that this number one person doesn't exist on the list of places.
In this battle for imperial power, the seventh city had only 10,000 soldiers. Even if the eighth and ninth cities were added with 20,000 soldiers, they would not be able to play a big role.
Walking into the pavilion on the top of the mountain, the middle-aged scribe rolled up his sleeves, and an indescribable humidity immediately penetrated the air in all directions. Soon, he saw layers of mist rolling up from the mountains in white, as if A wall of clouds and mist surrounds the pavilion.
What is the origin of this person named Wen
The nine-headed raging flaming dragon formed in an instant, and was attacked by Chen Hai. If it could tear the invading powerful enemy into pieces...
Tu Ziji fully agreed and said:
Walking into the pavilion, the middle-aged scribe sat down behind the stone table, but he did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Chen Hai with his big watery eyes, as if he wanted to see Chen Hai's pores inside and out. See everything thoroughly.
There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Yanjing City, but Chen Hai knows only a limited number of people. He can't recall any number one person named Wen in the list of places. But since Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong didn't mean to introduce middle-aged scribes, Chen Hai pretended to be confused and asked. The middle-aged scribes, Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong entered the pavilion to talk.
Chen Hai thought that after the 70,000 to 80,000 refugees were officially registered in the prefectural and county households, Cao Feng and others could formally establish a clan on the south bank of the Qiuye River, train township soldiers and civilians to be brave, and expand the scale of quarries, mines, foundries, etc. Everything can proceed smoothly. In the future, a wharf can be built to the north of Taohuawu, and more fishing boats can be built to fish in the Qiuye River to supplement the shortage of food.
Chen Hai thought a lot, but he also knew very well that he was just a pawn in the hands of the mysterious man behind the scenes. Although he did not appreciate such cruel tactics, he would not say anything.
Such a timing, such a person coming forward to contact him, should give him greater confidence. This also shows that the layout of the mysterious person behind the scenes is gradually closing the net.
"I don't have any ill intentions in coming here. I just want to see you. I don't want to alarm others." The middle-aged scribe's slender eyes locked on Chen Hai and stared at him for a few seconds. Although he had no murderous intention, Chen Hai was so powerful under him. Under the invasion of Qi, his mind showed no sign of wavering, which also frightened him. Then he laughed and said in a sharp and thin voice, "If you don't believe it, I will call Tu Ziji and Zhao Rong up the mountain to accompany you. OK."