After all, Zhao Feng couldn't hold it back and opened his mouth to defend the eldest son: "Did the Lord interrogate that attendant?"
In the eldest son's mouth, this is a witness.
Wu Xianruo silenced him without interrogation. It is difficult for people not to think too much. Even as loyal as Zhao Feng, he still wants to complain.
"Of course I have asked."
Zhao Feng asked again: "What did the attendant say?"
Wu Xian didn't want to say it at first, after all, it was not nice to talk about the family scandal of his brother's feud, but he still said with a dark face: "The attendant said that the second brother conspired with others to kill the boss."
"Does the master have a right? "Use Yanling as your attendant?"
How could Wu Xian not use it?
But the result is very interesting.
The attendant changed his story.
"He said frankly that there was no such thing. It was just the boss who was jealous of the second brother and set him up." Wu Xian laughed angrily when he heard this. If the boss had such a brain and plan, he wouldn't be so mediocre. If he could do this, Wu Xian would look down upon him.
Wu Xian: "Do you think I'm showing favor to the second child by suppressing my silence?"
Zhao Feng was confused for a moment.
I heard my lord sigh as if he was tired and said: "That's why I told the boss not to be too close to his uncles. Those uncles had already ruined the family business to the point where there were only a few left. I used my brain to get benefits from him. Over the years, the main courtyard has been secretly supporting my natal brothers, and the gap in the expenses of the middle-income family has become bigger and bigger. I can't stand it because of the eldest brother and the second child. But the eldest brother still can't figure it out. What are his uncles capable of? He doesn't even know if someone is using him as a knife. . The boss's brain is not very good to begin with, and if he is fooled by a fool..."
Wu Xian's complaints are like pouring beans.
He didn't even know what evil he had done. He was good at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. As a result, the eldest son he gave birth to was like a pig. The second child is shrewd and most like himself, but it is precisely because he is so similar to Wu Xian that Wu Xian knows that the boss is in danger.
The boss is only jealous of the second child, but what about the second child? He had long seen that Wu Xian didn't like their mother's clan, and he had long drawn a clear line with several uncles who only knew how to suck blood and stir up trouble.
Zhao Feng’s CPU almost burned out.
"Then whose attendant is this..."
Wu Xian asked coldly: "What do you think?"
Zhao Feng had an idea in his mind.
"Could it be...the second young master's, right?"
Wu Xian just replied with hehe.
Zhao Feng: "...Ke, Ke Yanling is interrogating..."
The attendant may also betray the second young master. It would be too risky to do so. Furthermore, there are far more voices supporting the second young master than the eldest young master, so there is no need for him to make such a fuss...
Wu Xian's face showed rare fatigue and discomfort, and he said sarcastically: "First, the Yanling Interrogation can't only tell the truth; second, what the attendant told is the truth. He doesn't even know that he He was the second child, but he was ordered to take the eldest brother to hear that section that day. That's all. Why doesn't the boss think about it? He has been training hard for several years to develop the strength of the second class. How can he hide it from the second child who is far more talented than him? ”
It’s like the brothers hiding things when they were young.
The eldest brother cultivates slowly and grows slowly. He thinks that he has reached a secret place that he needs to use his feet to reach. He is complacent, but he does not know that the second brother who is a head taller than him raises his eyes. Can see. Wu Xian really wants to cry because of this son.
Zhao Feng: "..."
Let alone the eldest son, Zhao Feng did not expect this.
Wu Xian said: "I have already knocked my dick."
Zhao Feng was slightly shocked. The information revealed by Wu Xian's understatement was huge. If this matter was really directed and acted by the second young master, and in addition to intimidating the eldest young master, he also played a frame-up game, but in the end the lord's response to this incident was just a beating.
This means——
The lord loves the second young master in his heart.
Wu Xian saw the subtle expression on Zhao Feng's face and said helplessly: "The boss's quail-like temperament is not suitable. Just mediocre talent is fine. After all, not every lord has to charge into battle like Shen Youli. When it comes to killing enemies, if his temperament and strategy are outstanding, even if the boss is just an ordinary person, there will be people loyal to him, but he has a mediocre temperament and is at the mercy of his uncle. "
The second child knows how to wink.
Also very opinionated.
"...Dayi, if we put it aside to stabilize the world, there is nothing wrong with passing on the family business to the eldest son. At least he will not treat his younger brothers and sisters badly. Even if he does not make any achievements, he can be regarded as honoring his ancestors if he can hold on to the present. But Not now, Zheng Qiaoruo has been overthrown, and the Dragon Slaying Bureau Alliance Army has no unified enemy, and civil strife is just a matter of time. Can the boss convince the public? "
Zhao Feng shook his head when he thought of the eldest son. .
As a teacher, he cannot say anything against his will.
It's just——
"My lord is in the prime of life and in his prime. It's still too early to consider these things. If the eldest son can understand my lord's painstaking efforts and correct it, I believe that he can grow as long as possible." Zhao Feng said this The words were not bold, they even crossed the line.
If Wu Xian cares about him, Zhao Feng will be reprimanded at the least.
But Zhao Feng did not say this for the eldest son.
Wu Xianshu had many children, and several of his concubines were also concubines of the Tianhai family. If the second young master can surpass the eldest young master and ascend to the throne, those other young masters may not come up with ideas.
The second son's only advantage over his brothers who were born by concubines was that of "direct children", and the difference between the two was only that much, because their status came with Wu Xian, not with their mother. Since you can ignore etiquette and choose the legitimate eldest son instead of changing his name, you can also abandon etiquette and choose a concubine.
Wu Xian’s choice is dangerous.
The staff under his account were all members of the Tianhai family that he had befriended when he was young. This caused Wu Xian to be highly dependent on their support, and even to be constrained by them. For this reason, he did not have a good solution to the cliques among the factions under his account.
Sometimes, Wu Xian also envied Shen Tang.
Shen Tang is barefoot, so naturally he is not afraid of anyone.
Looking back at myself, a single move can affect the whole body...
Wu Xian's face looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a bitter melon alive, with anger in his mouth: "How come I don't understand? But the boss can't help me!"
The topic reached an impasse.
Knowing that he had crossed the line, Zhao Feng found an excuse to quit.
The night wind blew into his neck, taking away the warmth from his whole body and stimulating Zhao Feng to the point where goosebumps appeared all over his body.
He stood there, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and exhaled a breath of white mist. Inexplicably, Zhao Feng felt as if something was pressing on his heart, making him breathless. Zhao Feng took off his pine robe 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 and fanned the fire. Mushroom soup was cooking on the fire.
Zhao Feng keenly smelled the aroma of meat.
“You’re a dog with a sniffing nose?”
Zhao Feng sat down and said, “After you scold me, if I don’t drink up all the soup you cooked, how can I? Isn’t it a big loss?”
Temperatures in the northwest continent are slow to warm up.
The temperature in the middle of the night was so cold that my hands became stiff.
Zhao Feng held the empty wooden bowl and watched his old friend twist a pinch of snow-white fine salt from the cloth bag he carried with him and sprinkle it on the mushroom broth. He suddenly felt a little disdainful of him being so leisurely. Said: "Today, I encountered something, please check the details for me."
The scribe squinted at him: "Pay?"
Zhao Feng scolded: "You old man Are you looking for money?”
The scribe murmured: "How much money can you make from a free job?"
Zhao Feng: "..."
The other party forcibly tricked him into taking away a small golden cake as big as his thumb. The scribe said in a good mood: "Come on, what's the matter?"
Don't forget the next word, protect the customer's privacy.
Zhao Feng poured the beans, this way, that way, and finally concluded: "I don't know why, I feel uncomfortable..."
The scribe stirred the mushroom broth 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? You understand things that the lord doesn't understand ? But the eldest son’s talent... is so rotten that it seems to have been forgotten in his mother’s womb, or like he was reincarnated and drank Meng Po soup and forgot to take it with him. That’s it, but he still occupies the direct descendants and elders..."
Scribe Give a vivid metaphor.
“It’s like occupying a latrine and not taking a shit.”
Zhao Feng silently looked at the pot of mushroom foam rolling up and down with the milky white soup, and his face darkened.
The scribe said seriously: "The eldest son seems to be a bit of an eyesore. If he can find this 'chief', all problems will be solved. Master, there is no need to worry, and there is no need for others to stand in line." , there is no need for a bunch of young men to poke their heads around."
He spread his hands and said, "Everyone is happy."
Zhao Feng's face at this time was worse than the bottom of a clay pot being licked by tongues of fire. black. The scribe took a mouthful of mushroom soup to taste the saltiness, and said casually: "You'd better not get involved in this matter. The eldest son can live to this day, and his brain is at least smarter than yours."
Zhao Feng: "..."
He was depressed and angry.
“Do you know what I want to do most now?”
“Overturn our mushroom broth?”
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 burst out, but the pot of mushroom broth disappeared. Zhao Feng raised his head and saw that the mushroom broth was already being held by the scribe's hands.
The latter smiled happily and said: "Fortunately, it was not wasted."
Yan Ling rescued the mushroom broth in time.
Zhao Feng's anger was soaring.
“You must die for me!”
In the end, Zhao Feng didn't take a sip of mushroom broth.
The words are divided into two parts -
Wu Xian is troubled by the problem of his two sons. His "friendship between Tang and Di", Shen Tang's life is also having a rough time. Her teammates along the way were Zhang He, Qian Yong and Tao Yan. Normally I can keep an eye out of sight, but when it comes to serious matters I still have to keep in touch.
Tao Yan is really sorry for his name.
Every time there are two sentences about Yin and Yang and Shen Tang.
However, Shen Tang never suffered a loss when it came to his words, and always returned the favor twice as much. The result was that the more noisy he got, the more angry he became. It is reasonable to doubt that if she continues like this, she will have to kill Tao Yan before she even sees the enemy...
Coincidentally, Tao Yan thinks the same way.
However, both of them have a burden called "overall situation" weighing on their heads, so they can't do it yet. Zhang He plays the role of mediator and peacemaker, responsible for putting out the fire, while Qian Yong is responsible for eating the melons.
But soon, Shen Tang and Tao Yan couldn't care less about the quarrel.
As mentioned before, due to more than two hundred years of artificial transformation, the terrain in Yanzhou is generally flat, and there is only an artificial natural barrier at Chaoliguan to rely on. Once the Chaoli Pass was broken, the middle gate of the remaining half of the state was wide open, becoming an unprotected "lamb".
Of course, that doesn't mean it's easy to get it off.
It’s just that it’s less difficult than Chaoliguan. If Yanzhou wants to fight to the death with the Alliance Army, it can still stop it for a while.
But never expected——
The scouts in front came back with bad news.
The target counties are all covered with scorched fields and the villages are uninhabited.
"What?"
Shen Tang guessed a lot when he heard it.
Ask: "Is it a strong wall to clear the field?"
Although it is a very normal means to defend the enemy. Holding on to the barrier can make it difficult for the enemy to attack the position, and also prevent the enemy from obtaining food supplies from your own territory, reducing battery life as much as possible. Even if the territory is lost, the enemy will not think too well.
Shen Tang smashed the table with his fist and cursed angrily: "His uncle is really harming others and not benefiting himself. He burned the seedlings that have been cultivated. When we take over the entire territory of Yanzhou, the local How can the common people survive? Are they going to starve to death?
Now the spring plowing has just passed and the autumn harvest has not yet arrived.
How long can Yanzhou survive with only half of it left?
It won’t survive the autumn harvest at all.
The purpose of this strong wall and clearing the field is not for defense, but more to create trouble for the alliance army. It is really harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself!
These grains are not for the Alliance Army to sustain their health, but for the local people of Yanzhou to save their lives! Thinking of this, Shen Tang felt like a string was beating wildly in his head, testing the edge of collapse at any time. If the Alliance Army did not care, she could hardly imagine what life would be like for the common people who had no harvest for a year...
It must be a hell on earth where people eat each other!
But, will the Alliance Army take care of it?
Shen Tang did not dare to think too much about this issue.
Just because she doesn’t want to, doesn’t mean the problem is solved.
After tossing and turning all night, she still planned to test Zhang He's tone. Zhang He is close to the alliance leader Huang Lie, and Zhang He's attitude largely represents Huang Lie's attitude. But as soon as she raised her head, she was ridiculed by Tao Yan.
He sneered: "Shen Jun is used to playing tricks on dogs."
Shen Tang flicked him over with a glare.
"Tao Shenyu, if you can't speak human language, don't bark!"
Tao Yan sneered and said in a strange way: "Yes, yes, you are the only one here, Shen Youli, who is a true gentleman. , we are all villains. Yes, Shen Junzi has gone too far in his acting. Even the people who are not under his rule are sympathetic and worried. You worry about it. "
Shen Tang. He grabbed the letter at hand and threw it over.
At the same time, open the mic with passion.
"Tao Shenyu, ** your ancestors are eighteen generations old!"
He stepped on the table, rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to rush over and beat Tao Yan up, but he didn't care. Chi and the others were on guard for a long time. They held her up one on the left and the other on the right, and tried to calm her down. Tao Yan was so angry that his face was twisted because he didn't check for a while.
Zhang He felt tired again as he looked at the chaotic scene below.
He shouldn't have come.
Tao Yan was arrogant and would not be happy if he didn't scold him for a day. He knew that Shen Youli would go crazy, but he still enjoyed it. However, Shen Tang's recklessness was beyond Zhang He's expectation. Everyone knows the trouble that the enemy's strong walls and clearing the country will bring to our own side, but they all have a tacit understanding to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Who knew that Shen Tang would take the initiative to expose the issue and bring it to the surface that everyone ignored.
How to solve famine?
The crudest and most effective way is to take out food.
The question is——
Who will provide the food?
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