When Wu Nianjun's soldiers rushed into the city and started to put out the fire. Cheng Yulian was exhausted.
Dragging his tired body, he took Niu Bian and others back to his ancestral home, which had been burned to coke, and sat casually in the yard.
"Mr. Niu. I have finally done something big in my life. Although it is far away from Dingding, it is still a big deal. I have no regrets in this life."
Cheng Yulian let go of the steel knife in his hand, turned his hands toward the sky, and then fell to the ground. He lay down in a large shape and stared blankly at the sky, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
Niu Bian and the twelve domestic slaves were also exhausted, sitting or lying on the ground casually.
Niu Bian looked at Cheng Yulian calmly and did not speak.
The fires in the city were either extinguished by Wu Nianjun, or burned completely. The damage caused is irreparable.
Some of the innocent people affected began to cry.
Fortunately, no one died in the fire. The fire didn't start from the beginning, but started after Wu Nianjun's killing sound.
Everyone was awake at this time and could easily escape.
Wu Nianjun's soldiers, under the command of Qianhu, organized manpower to guard the city gates and patrol the city. Take turns to rest, eat solid food and drink water until dawn.
After dawn. Wu Nian and Wang Gui first had breakfast in the city gate building, and then went to the county government office under the escort of their own soldiers.
Wu Nian rode on a tall horse and walked forward along the street. From time to time, he could see houses that had been burned to charcoal, with a thoughtful look on his face. Soon, he entered the county government office and stood down.
The soldiers were responsible for guarding and keeping the county government tightly guarded.
In the main room.
Wu Nian sat on the main seat, and Wang Gui stood in front of him.
"Brother, send someone to count the military rations and military supplies in the city. Find Cheng Yulian."
Wu Nian raised his head and said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Wang Gui responded with clasped fists, turned around and went down.
Wu Nian took a deep breath and his eyes were very deep. Although the results are good, the process is not so good. This battle affected many people.
This was not what he wanted to see, but it had come to this and he could only make up for it.
And it became Yulian.
Before that, Wu Nian read this person's information and decided to believe him. This man proved to be trustworthy.
Moreover, he is also a scholar and a well-known local person.
Wu Nian plans to reuse him.
After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Then a group of soldiers came in with a man.
The man's face looked a little haggard and his mental state was very poor. It is Cheng Yulian.
"Cheng Yulian, a person from this county, pays homage to General Fu Han."
Cheng Yulian took a moment to look at Wu Nian who was sitting above him, showed a respectful look, and bent down to salute.
He respected Wu Nian very much and thought that Wu Nian was just like the heroic figures he saw in history books. Although he was impressive last night, his achievements could not be compared with the General Fu Han in front of him.
As the saying goes, how can the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon?
Wu Nian is a great hero like Ban Dingyuan.
"Sir, please rise." Wu Nian was very kind to Cheng Yulian, a hero. He asked Cheng Yulian to sit down first, raised his head to the soldiers who sent him in, waved his hands and said, "Go down."
"Yes." The soldiers responded, turned around and went down. Wu Nian turned his head to look at Cheng Yulian, looked at it carefully, and said, "It was really hard for you last night, sir. I was able to enter the city smoothly only because of you."
"General, your words are serious. I'm just waving the flag and shouting. I don't dare to take credit, let alone the hard work." Cheng Yulian shook his head gently and said very humbly.
Wu Nian admired him more and more.
Wu Nian shook his head and said, "Sir, don't refuse. I have clear rewards and punishments, so everyone, whether smart or ordinary, is willing to do things for me."
Cheng Yulian saw that Wu Nian's words were all about this, so he didn't dare to refuse. But he changed his mind and said, "General. I have a request, and I ask the general to grant it."
"Say." Wu Nian nodded readily.
"Last night. Although it was for righteousness, I burned many houses, and some patriots responded to me. Now they are all homeless. I ask the general to help them."
Cheng Yulian lowered his head, his attitude was very humble and sincere.
Wu Nian was a little surprised, then smiled and said: "We thought of it together." Wu Nian stood up and said: "I didn't kill your uncle, but he died because of me. How can I not feel guilty?"
"My ambition in Wu Nian is to help Yan Han, not to kill without batting an eye. Just right. I plan to appoint you, sir, as the prefect of Guangyang. Sir, you will immediately set up the county and government offices. Count the silver and copper coins in the treasury. , inquire about the losses of the people in the city and compensate them one by one."
"This." Cheng Yulian looked at Wu Nian in surprise, caught off guard. Then he was a little moved, but hesitated, clasped his fists and said, "General. Although I have studied and am a scholar, I have never been an official. I'm afraid I won't be able to be the prefect."
"Hahahaha." Wu Nian laughed loudly and encouraged: "Sir, who hasn't had a first time? I, Wu Nian, used to be a big-headed soldier, and now I'm not also a general of the Fu Han who commands the three prefectures. Do you think I did a good job?"
"Sir, you are a loyal man. I believe you can do a good job."
"Yes." Cheng Yulian was a passionate man. After hearing Wu Nian's words, his blood immediately boiled. He stood up, clasped his fists and bent down, shouting in response.
"Hehehe." Wu Nian laughed and waved his hand to let him go down.
After a while, Wang Gui walked in from outside.
"How is the situation?" Wu Nian raised his head and asked expectantly. The Art of War says that one pound of enemy grain is equivalent to twenty pounds of one's own grain.
Food and luggage are so critical.
"Report to the general. Before the Meng Yuan people left, they set fire to the granary and baggage. It is now a mess." Wang Gui smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"That was really well done." The expectation in Wu Nian's eyes immediately dissipated and he sighed. But he quickly cheered up and said: "But fortunately, we also brought a lot of food ourselves."
"If not, then there won't be."
"Let the soldiers recharge their batteries and wait for us to meet up with Long Qie and them. Then we can have a good fight with the Meng Yuan people."
At the end of his speech, Wu Nian's tone was very sharp and powerful.
"Yes." Wang Gui responded loudly, turned around and went down.
Wu Nian sat in the main room for a while, thinking about whether there was anything else he had not explained. Then he couldn't bear it anymore, so he found a bedroom in the county government office to catch up on his sleep.
the other side.
After Cheng Yulian was appointed by Wu Nian, he was also gearing up to do something great. To structure county and government offices, manpower is needed.
The first thing Cheng Yulian thought of was his "mastermind", Mr. Niu Bian. He first took his domestic slave to an inn and found Niu Bian drinking tea in the room.
"Mr. Niu. The general appointed me as the prefect of Guangyang. Let me organize the government and county offices. You are a great talent. I would like to recommend you to the general as the county magistrate. What do you think, sir?"
Cheng Yulian excitedly bowed his hands to Niu Bian.
Niu Bian was not surprised by Cheng Yulian's fate, as if he had expected it. He was also very calm when he heard that he could be the county magistrate. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Sir, this official has official authority. Look at me, I'm so ugly. I'm not suitable to be a county magistrate."
"What did you say, sir? A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea water cannot be measured. Being mediocre has nothing to do with whether you can be a county magistrate. Your talent is ten times better than mine. Not to mention a county magistrate, he can also be a prefect." .”
Cheng Yulian shook his head, disapproving of Niu Bian's words.
But no matter how much he tried to persuade him, Niu Bian never let go. And he had a mission, so he really had no time to delay, so he had no choice but to leave.
He thought to himself: "When I finish my affairs, I will persuade you again. If I can't persuade you, I will ask the general to invite you. With your talent, it would be a pity not to do anything."
He is passionate and loyal, and never forgets those who contribute. But he didn't see the weird smile on Niu's ugly face when he left.
