Chapter 393: Life and Death (Part 2)

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Major matters have been assigned, but the specific implementation plan cannot be hatched overnight.

Within the general framework, the civil and military ministers once again had a heated discussion, and it was not until dusk that they dispersed to focus on the urgent matters at hand. The Marshal's Mansion also sent people to inform civil and military officials at all levels, and the meeting will continue tomorrow.

That night, almost everyone in Laizhou City knew that a big change had occurred in the Red Coat Army. Guo Jieshuai was about to officially take office as the Xuanfu envoy of Shandong, confirming the next major policy of taking over Shandong.

So until late at night, all government offices and military camps were still brightly lit.

Guo Ning vaguely heard that many soldiers were talking about the fighting deeds of Han Xuan and Li Ting in Liaodong. At this time, everyone was excited, shouting and encouraging each other, eager for a battle.

He looked a little further away, and even the streets where many ordinary soldiers and civilians lived were dotted with lights, and there were still crowds of people on the road. People who were rushing home before the curfew were talking and guessing about the content of tomorrow's meeting.

Beyond the high walls of Guo Ning's handsome mansion is the common people's quarters, and there are no particularly empty partitions. So he even heard some people discussing on the side of the Commander's Mansion.

Someone said with emotion: "Marshal Yang An'er is also a hero of our Shandong Province. When he raised his troops, his momentum was a hundred times that of our commander, but he never thought that he would be defeated so quickly? It must be a treacherous trick of the imperial court!"

Among the few people walking with him, no one thought there was anything inappropriate about "the imperial court's conspiracy". As he walked, someone said:

"So what if the momentum is a hundred times greater? Didn't you hear what the play says? When Yang An'er was in Hebei, he was defeated by Hu Shahu. He relied on our commander to lead the troops to save his life! That day the Mongols came to Shandong, where was Yang An'er? For us The common people came forward to defeat the Mongols, weren't we the commanders in chief? When the Mongols left, Yang An'er started to tremble, what kind of momentum? This is unavoidable..."

Someone on the side interjected: "Soldiers are more about elites, not more. Our navy emphasizes elite soldiers and strong generals. One can fight a hundred. In terms of momentum, it is naturally not as good as the Red Coat Army. It will be much stronger in battle! This time! We defeated the Mongols again in Liaodong, and the imperial envoy to Liaodong knelt down to thank us and begged us to give Gaizhou and Fuzhou to us!"

The man from before was not convinced: "When the Mongols came, Marshal Yang was still at Moqi Mountain in Juzhou. No matter what he wanted to do, he couldn't reach the Mongols. Marshal Liu Erzu and Marshal Peng Yibin, on the other hand, were guarding Mount Tai. To scare the Mongols away from attacking is also the behavior of Shandong heroes!"

The other person suddenly raised his voice: "Aren't you talking nonsense... Is it more powerful to hold on to the dangers in the mountains than to fight in the plains? Even though Ding Haijun comes from Hebei, he is powerful! Damn it, your family has been What happened to the Mongolian prisoner who was exchanged for the Dinghai Navy? Please tell your conscience and tell the truth."

The person who interrupted quickly smoothed things over: "Not all of us in Ding Haijun are from Hebei. What do you think, is our Guo Jiedu's Tieguduo powerful? The person who taught him how to use Tieguduo was Qiu Huiluo, the commander-in-chief. He is from Shandong, right? Yan Ning, Gao Xin, Zhang Rong, Yan Shi and others, aren't they all from Shandong?"

"So, our Shandong province is still home to heroes. The Red Coat Army shouldn't get into trouble so easily... Marshal Yang An'er must have been framed by someone's conspiracy."

"It's taboo for you to say that. When the Navy is scheduled to send troops to sweep across Shandong, are you still on the side of the Red Coat Army?"

"Hey, the Red Coat Army is also a soldier of young men. Are you happy to see them bleed like a river?"

"How could there be blood flowing like a river? I'm afraid you are not stupid!"

"Why am I stupid?"

One person lowered his voice: "This girl of Marshal Yang of the Red Coat Army, the one known as the Fourth Lady, knows our Commander-in-Chief. Did you know that Yang An'er was engaged to be married that day! Speaking of which, our Commander-in-Chief and the Red Coat Army He’s the one who’s traveling all the way…”

"Fourth Lady? Is she the one with the unparalleled Pear Blossom Spear?"

Three or five people walked over noisily, their voices getting lower and lower, but they were obviously off topic. Moreover, the direction he ran in was very problematic. It was obvious that he was following the vulgar tastes of the market and started to move in the direction of Guo Ning's privacy.

Guo Ning stood on the watchtower and was stunned. He subconsciously touched his waist and wanted to hit it with the golden knife he carried. Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, he held back again. He deliberately ignored the guard beside him who was suppressing a smile, and instead stepped down the ladder.

No matter how nonsense the people talk, at least they are very satisfied with the development of the Ding Navy, and they are also proud of the expansion and expansion of the Ding Navy.

That's good.

In this era, wars will only become more frequent, and the minds of the people are both subtle and changeable, and also very simple.

When life is hard for them, they just want to recuperate, plant a piece of land, eat a few mouthfuls of food, and live a good life at home. Guo Ning gave an order to accumulate grain widely and build walls high, so everyone was happy.

Before long, the people's lives became more comfortable, and the navy's propaganda was in place. They were easily instigated, following the direction of the flag above, and encouraged to expand territory or other goals.

Just like this, Guo Ning's expansion in Liaodong was also like Guo Ning's development in Shandong not long ago.

Guo Ning will try his best to let more people benefit from the expansion and put more people on board the rumbling chariots of the Ding Navy. In this way, the best way to calm people's hearts is victory itself.

Guo Ning came down from the watchtower and realized that the dusk was deep under the high wall.

The Jieshuai Mansion covers a large area, but in order to show simplicity to the military and civilians, there are not many lights in the corridors.

There is a garden between the outer wall and the inner courtyard where Guo Ning and Lu Han live. Guo Ning held up a pine torch and walked through the gravel path in the garden.

As soon as they arrived at the other end of the garden, they saw Lu Han leading two maids around from the corridor. Lu Han was out of breath from walking, and he was a little angry: "What are you watching on the watchtower? I sent someone to ask you to eat, but you couldn't hear me. I came to find you, so you came down first."

"Oh, maybe I was distracted and didn't pay attention." Guo Ning laughed and said, "What are you having for dinner?"

"Freshly fried ring cakes and yellow chicken porridge!"

"That's good. I'm very hungry. Let's go, let's go!" Guo Ning walked ahead.

After walking a few steps, Lu Han asked from behind: "Is the fourth lady, Yang Miaozhen, really beautiful? Is there any story about your marriage?"

"Haha, haha!" Guo Ning saw sweat on his forehead and laughed twice, his mind spinning.

Guo Ning is very self-restrained in life, but after all, he is still in his early twenties, and when it comes to matters between men and women, he is sometimes very aggressive. While dealing with Yang An'er twice before, he was attracted to Yang Miaozhen, which he couldn't hide from others.

Lu Han is Guo Ning's official wife. When they were in Changzhou, the two of them shared joys and sorrows and depended on each other from childhood to adulthood. The senior officers and men in the army all regard each other as their mistress.

Because of this, no one wanted to die in the past and had to talk in front of Lu Han. At this moment, it was probably Lu Han who came to Wanglou to look for his husband, but he heard rumors from outside?

Hey, this kind of thing is troublesome no matter how you explain it.

Fortunately, Guo Ning was very decisive and immediately responded: "I'm not as beautiful as you! There's nothing more to say!"

Saying this, he lightly bumped the wall with the arm holding the pine torch, and then called out "Hey, you".

When Lu Han heard his screams, he immediately forgot about his questions. He quickly put his hands on Guo Ning's shoulders and stretched his neck to look: "What? Are you pulling on the injured area again? But it hurts so much?"

When Guo Ning was fighting in Liaodong, he suffered several injuries, ranging from minor to minor, and he had not fully recovered until he returned to Laizhou.

Seeing her husband go through life and death and come back injured, Lu Han was naturally very distressed. In the past few days, she personally changed Guo Ning's dressing every morning and evening. This was her family's education, and she might be more reliable than the medical officer who only knew how to administer harsh medicines.

The living standard in Jieshuai Mansion has improved a lot these days. Lu Han's figure has become plumper, and his eyebrows are thinner and his nose is more straight.

Because of the hot weather, she wore a straight-collared shirt scattered with jade. The shirt was very thin. As Guo Ning got closer, she could smell the faint fragrance coming from the depths of her neck.

Guo Ning's mind started to heat up, and he used his hands hard to pick her up across the waist and put her on his shoulders.

Lu Han was startled. She kicked Guo Ning, but she was afraid that the kick would hurt her husband, so she just lay down and shouted in a low voice: "Press your wound!"