Chapter 80 Liu Bolun

Style: Fantasy Author: A bowl of DukangWords: 2358Update Time: 24/01/18 08:01:12
To be fair, Du Chengfeng's impression of Liu Bolun was not good.

As Yanzhou Ordnance Chief, Liu Bolun resigned from his position while fighting to death in Jizhou. Even if Du Chengfeng was not from Nanchen, he had fought all the way from Jizhou, and it would be difficult for him to deal with such a person who escaped from the battlefield. What good feelings do people have.

"Just for escaping from battle, he is already worse than Yang Sanlang."

This is Du Chengfeng's evaluation of Liu Bolun.

No matter how close the other party gets, it's still the same.

But Liu Bolun was still chattering around him, looking like he was trying to comfort him.

And this senior person in the workplace talked for a long time, and to put it bluntly, he only wanted to do one thing.

That is to persuade Du Chengfeng to resign with him.

"Da Chen is ruined!"

Taking out the gourd and taking two sips of wine, Liu Bolun continued to persuade.

"There is no point in continuing to stay in that position! The Chief of Ordnance, if he can manage the weapons, can he also control the people who hold the weapons? Can he still control the people who manage these people?"

"...Wait? You mean, you originally supported supporting Jibei?"

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt that something was not right, and there was clearly something behind Liu Bolun's words.

If Liu Bolun was originally a faction that supported sending troops to Jibei, but this opinion was rejected by the governor of Yanzhou, then this behavior of resigning seems to make some sense - it is nothing more than ambition but depression. Although Zhi's approach is a bit irresponsible, it is at least within the scope of Du Chengfeng's understanding.

But just when Du Chengfeng thought Liu Bolun would nod in recognition, the six-foot-ugly man took two sips of wine.

"Wrong, I don't support the faction that sends troops."

"……Um?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but frown.

But under the influence of alcohol, Liu Bolun continued to speak.

"The word "sending troops" is easy to say. Where do the troops come from? Where do they come from? When you come to Yanzhou, you have also seen that although it is close to Jibei, the people's customs are different. From here, you can recruit troops, drag them to fight, and send them away. How many lives will be lost? How many monsters will be raised?"

monster.

Du Chengfeng's pupils suddenly shrank.

Although judging from the situation itself, Liu Bolun's behavior was close to running away, but as a person who fought from Jibei personally, he had to admit that Liu Bolun's judgment was actually correct.

The reason why he was able to defeat He Xiqing when he was in Jibei was naturally due to the fact that he risked his life, but on the other hand, it was also because He Xiqing could never win again after he captured Ji Town. Didn't see any enemies.

Nanchen reinforcements? No. Civilian rebels? nor. From beginning to end, He Xiqing faced only Du Chengfeng.

This directly caused He Xiqing, who was still able to become stronger through killing and was preparing to snowball with a big victory, to be cut off on the spot.

If Yanzhou sends troops, the result will be different.

To know the customs and customs of Yanzhou, Du Chengfeng has also experienced it in the past few days. Although this place close to Jizhou can be said to be quite martial, even if there are predators vigorously maintaining law and order, homicides still often occur, but this kind of night murder is different from Jizhou's kind of people who confront each other in the street if they disagree with each other. Compared with cutting down, it is still a bit of a fuss after all - recruiting troops from here and dragging them to Jibei, He Xiqing may be able to defeat them in just one meeting, and then happily eat a wave of fat ones.

If such a situation really occurs, facing He Xiqing who has rapidly developed into a complete body, and faced with He Xiqing who has crushed the entire Jizhou with the power of victory, no matter how hard Du Chengfeng puts his life on the side, , I am afraid there is no way to save the day.

In other words, by resigning, Liu Bolun unintentionally helped him?

"Of course, another reason why I don't support conscription is naturally because we can't recruit troops."

Liu Bolun grinned.

"You don't think that people from Yanzhou are really willing to risk their lives to help people from Jizhou fight, do you?"

After saying that, Liu Bolun stuffed the wine gourd at his waist to Du Chengfeng.

"So don't think so much, leave early when you are tired. Since you are also a grinder, you should be able to detect something... Our world has gone crazy! Everyone in the world has gone crazy! Instead of dealing with it every day If you're in the company of crazy people, it's better to drink more wine. It can at least make you more relaxed and happier."

"I'm more inclined to think that everyone might have a little... persistence of their own?"

Although he said this, Du Chengfeng still took the wine gourd handed out by Liu Bolun and hung it on his waist.

Obviously, Liu Bolun is a relatively pessimistic person, which Du Chengfeng can understand, but his temperament does not allow him to agree with this - rather than pessimistically drinking and waiting to die, he is more willing to use his own hands to help others. Earn a good living environment by yourself.

Of course, there are times when his hands alone may not be enough, but he also has a knife.

He and his weapon have long been connected.

"Forget it, since you still have your own ideas, I won't advise you anymore. Anyway, Yanzhou really needs someone to clean up the mess."

As he said this, Liu Bolun came up and put his arms around Du Chengfeng's shoulders.

"I'll teach you a lazy way. Don't stupidly use poems and books to suppress the murderous resentment on the weapon. If you do this too much, you will not be able to bear it... Remember the things I keep in my house? Home-brewed wine? You can just pull the weapon back and throw it into the wine jar. When those resentful soldiers are full of wine and their resentment is gone, there will be no more commotion."

"Oh? Is there still such a way?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but become interested.

He had used wine to sharpen a knife once, and after that sharpening, the thick knife in his hand became capable of wielding a flaming blade - but what he didn't expect was that Liu Bolun actually used it too. The same method was even used earlier than him.

But immediately he suddenly felt that something was not right.

He knew the evil aura of swordsmen, but what was this murderous resentment?

Why use poems and books to suppress righteousness... What the hell is this?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Du Chengfeng did not ask him face to face.

Obviously, compared to the original way of sharpening knives in this world, his Yeluzi knife sharpening technique is a little too different. If you were stupid enough to say "I'll grind it directly" at this time, I'm afraid all the students in this mountain would soon regard it as golden monkeys and come to have a group visit.

Instead of showing off oneself, it is better to steal some of other people's work first and see what this so-called poetic righteousness and murderous resentment are all about, and then make a plan.

So, he simply opened the saddle bag and took out his long horse-breaking knife.

"Actually, I came to Ziyang Mountain this time not to cause trouble for you, but for this."

Saying this, Du Chengfeng drew his sword out of its sheath.

"This knife was broken once before, and although it was repaired afterwards... But as you can see, it is as if it is dead and has not been repaired at all."

"This knife of yours...has killed many people."

Liu Bolun's brows immediately wrinkled.

"Why did you kill so many people with it?"

"Didn't there be a fight in Jibei at that time? When the barbarians went south... there was nothing they could do."

Du Chengfeng mumbled a few words and then ignored the topic.

"Why, it's not easy to fix?"

“It’s not that it’s hard to fix, it’s that it’s not necessary to fix it.”

After sizing up the horse-breaking knife, Liu Bolun sighed.

"I have endured too much murder and resentment, and this knife has reached the end of its life."