"Boyo, there are some things that cannot be said and done. And there are some things that cannot be done that cannot be said!"
Feng Yong said something serious to Jiang Wei.
Jiang Wei was stunned and didn't understand.
Feng Junhou said "tsk" and had to explain more clearly: "Although I will be outside, I will not accept your order."
"But crossing the river against orders is something I can say and do. Even you, Boqi, and Xiaoxing can raise it."
"It can't be said by Old Man Wei, nor can it be done by him, let alone in front of the public."
Although one can only have a few thousand soldiers, he has the right to be independent.
Although one has 20,000 troops, he is limited to the east of the river.
If the two of them conspired so openly and openly to disobey military orders, who knows what would happen if word spread about it?
Although Old Demon Zhuge was fair and strict, it was precisely because of his strict fairness that Feng Yong was not sure what Old Demon Zhuge would think about this matter.
What if he really has to follow the rules if he has a seizure?
Even if Old Demon Zhuge captured Jincheng County and Xiping County on his own, he would not pursue the matter afterwards.
But how many years can Old Demon Zhuge remain in power?
Who can guarantee that this matter will not become a thorn hidden in the depths?
But these words cannot be spoken.
Seeing Jiang Wei's half-understanding look, and then remembering that he was kicked from both sides by his own people and had to surrender to the big man in the end, Feng Yong sighed.
Bo Yue's political IQ is probably just a little better than that of old Wei Wei, no more.
"Bo asked you to go and get ready."
Feng Yongyong had no choice but to give him instructions in a low voice.
Jiang Wei suddenly woke up.
He clasped his fists gratefully, and as soon as he reached the tent, he suddenly turned around again: "Junhou..."
"Hmm? Anything else?"
Feng Yong asked strangely.
A look of embarrassment appeared on Jiang Wei's face, "If the Prime Minister asks..."
"You can just say it, I have nothing to say to the Prime Minister."
As soon as Feng Yong heard this, he knew the scruples in his heart.
Anyway, I don't expect to be able to play with someone like Zhuge Laoyao with my little thinking.
Jiang Wei nodded and walked out.
Li Jian received Feng Yong's instructions, so he first sent someone to arrange food for the Zhang family's uncle and nephew, and then took them towards the ferry outside Jincheng.
Along the way, I saw groups of soldiers hurriedly heading east.
At the same time, many generals on horseback were urging them, as if there was something urgent, regardless of the scorching sun.
The uncle and nephew of the Zhang family looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
Didn't it mean that Yuzhong has been broken? Even Wei Ping, the defender of Yuzhong, died in the battle.
What else can happen to the east of Jincheng at this time?
Could it be... Li Jian lied to them?
Li Jian, however, pretended not to notice their doubts and just urged them forward.
Because Jincheng Wangfeng descended, the pontoon bridge at the ferry was not destroyed.
Li Jian led Zhang's uncle and nephew to the ferry, stretched out his hand and saluted: "Please."
Parked by the river was a large raft made of cowhide, enough to carry ten or twenty people.
Zhang looked towards the pontoon bridge not far away and saw a crowd of people there. Thinking about what he had just seen on the road, Zhang couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.
He pretended to be casual and asked, "Why don't you walk on the bridge?"
Li Jian's face was full of smiles, and she didn't seem to mind Zhang Jiu's attitude at all.
"To be honest with Zhang Changshi, the emperor has already ordered that the bridge be demolished, so I just wanted to cross the river with Zhang Changshi in a boat."
"Demolish the bridge?" Not only Zhang Jiu, but also Zhang Hua couldn't help but look over there.
Once Jincheng is lost, the door to Liangzhou will be wide open. Instead of taking the opportunity to move westward, the Shu people plan to demolish the bridge?
Seeing the suspicion in their eyes, Li Jian extended her hand again without explaining, "Please."
For a while, they couldn't see clearly what was going on over there, so the uncles and nephews of the Zhang family had no choice but to get on the boat with full of doubts.
Unexpectedly, before they reached the center of the river, they heard a sudden noise coming from behind.
The people on the raft looked back and saw that the pontoons that had been tied up had spread apart, and some pontoons used for support were flowing down the river.
There are still some people who are working hard to pull the escaped pontoons back to the river.
Are they really burning bridges?
The Zhang family uncle and nephew looked at each other again.
Until Li Jian sent them to the other side, the two of them still felt like they were dreaming.
Li Jian bowed his hands to them, turned back to the raft, and headed towards Jincheng again.
At this time, black smoke suddenly appeared on the other side.
"They are burning the bridge!" Zhang Hua said in surprise. He looked at his nephew again, "This is such a good opportunity, why don't the Shu people take the opportunity to cross the river?"
Zhang looked at the black smoke on the other side, his eyes flashing: "Uncle, do you think the Shu soldiers going eastward might have something to do with it?"
"You mean Yuzhong?"
Zhang Hua expressed the doubts he had on the road just now.
Zhang shook his head, turned to look east, his eyes became darker and darker: "It may not be Yuzhong. If Yuzhong had not fallen, the Shu people would not have stayed in Jincheng for so long before going to support."
"If it's not Yuzhong, where is that?"
Zhang Hua couldn't turn around for a while.
Zhang looked around and saw that they were all his cronies. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Is it possible that uncle has forgotten Guanzhong?"
"Guanzhong?"
After hearing this, Zhang Hua woke up suddenly and looked eastward involuntarily.
"Yes, Guanzhong. Last year, the Wei Dynasty was unprepared, and the Shu people took the opportunity."
"It's been more than a year now. Wei's elite troops at Dingkou have defeated Shu ten times. How can they not try to seize Longyou?"
The more Zhang thought about it, the more likely it became, "The Shu people attacked Yuzhong Jincheng with tens of thousands of troops. How could the movement not be known to Guanzhong?"
"So the Shu people returned to the east in such a hurry. Maybe the Wei State noticed the movement in Longyou and took some actions in Guanzhong."
After hearing this, Zhang Hua felt that it made sense, but then asked, "Are you sure?"
Zhang listened and felt helpless.
This uncle of mine is courageous, but he is a bit inflexible.
"Now that Liangzhou is cut off from Guanzhong, the news we got from Guanzhong was more than half a year ago at least."
"Last winter, the Wei army safely settled the county and destroyed Yueshi City, which is enough to illustrate the heart of General Cao."
Having said this, Zhang pointed to the east and then to the other side.
"The Shu Kingdom is a small country and its people are weak. It mobilizes tens of thousands of elite troops to attack Yuzhong Jincheng. How many troops are left in Hanzhong and Longyou?"
"Furthermore, after the great victory, the Shu soldiers did not take the opportunity to march to Hexi. Instead, they hurriedly returned to the army and burned the bridge. Isn't this just to guard against Hexi?"
"So when I think about it, my nephew, it is most likely that the Shu people are having a serious war in the east, forcing them to give up such a great opportunity."
When Zhang Hua heard this, he slapped his thigh: "That makes sense!"
Zhang opened his mouth, wanting to say that this was just his guess, but when he saw the billowing smoke on the other side, he had other ideas.
Nowadays, people in Liangzhou must be in doubt. Since the Shu people will not cross the river west, it is better to use the news that the Wei army in Guanzhong attacked Longyou to appease the Liangzhou officials.
Anyway, Liangzhou is cut off from Guanzhong, and there are all kinds of rumors. Even if there is one more, it doesn't matter.
The uncles and nephews of the Zhang family stood by the river and made sure that half of the pontoon bridge had been burned and that the Shu people really had no intention of crossing the river, so they headed towards the nearest Zhiyang City.
Although there are no horses to travel, scholars of this era like to use their fists and feet to reason with others.
In addition, Zhiyang City is not too far away from here, so there is no problem in walking there.
The cities in Liangzhou are either like a county like Yuzhong, a key place like Jincheng, or a long-standing big city like Wuwei County Guzang, otherwise they are generally small.
Just like the city wall of Zhiyang City, it is not only short, but also looks dilapidated.
The reason is also very simple: the Liangzhou Rebellion that lasted for more than a hundred years.
Repairs are broken, repairs are broken, and in the end there are only a few people left. Who is still in the mood to repair the city?
In other words, the city has been relatively stable in recent years, so the city wall has been repaired reluctantly.
Near the city gate, the color of the mud walls in some places is fresher than in other places, and it can be seen that they were added later.
But when people get closer and take a closer look, in fact, many parts of the city wall are completely like a barren hillock of loess, with a lot of weeds growing on it.
The city gates were closed, and the city top was empty. Not even a single soldier guarding the city could be seen.
A confidant of the Zhang family walked to the city gate and shouted: "Is there anyone in the city?"
The city was quiet.
The confidant shouted several times, and then Chengtou cautiously poked out half of his head. Behind his head, a corner of the white flag was still vaguely visible, "Who are you waiting for?"
"Jincheng County Governor Zhang is here, please open the city gate quickly!"
"Zhang Shijun?"
After hearing this, the man above dared to stick out his head, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the more than ten people below the city.
"Shu captives are rampant and bandits are everywhere. They are plotting against the people of Zhiyang. I have to be careful. How can I prove it?"
Zhang Hua stepped forward and held up the seal and ribbon: "Here is the seal and ribbon of the Jincheng Prefect."
When the people on the top of the city saw Zhang Hua clearly, they said "ouch" and retracted their heads.
After a while, a few old and weak people pushed the city gate open.
An official trotted out from inside and raised his hands to Zhang Hua, "Zhiyang County Magistrate Chen Lu has seen the envoy. I was distracted for a moment and failed to recognize the envoy. I apologize!"
Zhang Hua looked at the few old and weak soldiers at the city gate and the empty city, and couldn't help but ask: "How did Guiyang City become so dilapidated?"
Mingming went to Jincheng to take office a few months ago. When he passed by Zhiyang, although it was not a prosperous place, it still had a certain population.
As soon as Chen Lu heard Zhang Hua ask this, his face showed a look of mourning: "Hui Shijun, you have run away, you have all run away!"
"A few days ago, people who escaped from Jincheng said that both Yuzhong and Jincheng were lost to the Shu captives, and even the envoy..."
When he said this, he suddenly woke up and stopped talking.
Then he changed the topic: "When the officials in the city heard about it, they all fled away. Only the old and the weak were in the city."
Chen Lu glanced at Zhang Hua secretly, and when he saw his ugly face, his tone became angry.
"Xiaoguan once advised his colleagues that since they eat the Lumi rice of the Wei Dynasty, they should pay tribute to the Wei Dynasty, but no one is willing to listen, so the officials can only guard the city gate."
Having said this, he wiped his eyes and said, "Now that the official has seen that you are safe and sound, I guess it must be the rumors spread by those people who are greedy for life. They should be punished. They should be punished!"
The more the magistrate of Zhiyang County spoke, the uglier Zhang Hua's face became.
Seeing that his uncle couldn't help but feel ashamed, Zhang finally stood up.
"County Magistrate Chen, Yuzhong Jincheng is indeed occupied by Shu captives. What those people said is not wrong."
"What?! Jincheng is really lost?"
Chen Lu's voice became shriller. He took two steps back and looked back involuntarily.
The expression on his face suddenly changes from blue to white, which is truly wonderful.
"Then...the Han army..."
Thinking of some possibility, Chen Lu became stuttering.
"Don't worry, the Shu captives didn't follow."
Zhang shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to worry.
If Jincheng is lost, the Shu captives will not be able to defeat Hexi?
Then the prefect and Chang Shi are still safe and sound?
Chen Lu's eyes began to twinkle.
"I heard that the Han army was huge this time, and if Jincheng was lost, the west of the river would be empty. Why didn't they stay across the river?"
On ordinary days, who among the county magistrates and magistrates below would dare to question them like this?
But now that he lost Jincheng and was released by the Shu people, he lacked confidence.
So Zhang Hua had no choice but to pretend to be impatient and said: "What else can we do? General Cao from Guanzhong has sent troops, so the Shu captives in Jincheng have returned."
When Chen Lu heard this, all the expressions on his face suddenly froze. After a while, he asked in disbelief: "Is this true?"
Just when Zhang Jiu wanted to stop him, Zhang Hua said quickly: "Why are you lying to me!"
"If you don't believe me, go to the river and take a look. The bridges there have been burned by the Shu people, just to prevent Hexi from being linked to Guanzhong."
Chen Lu was ecstatic: "That's great!"
Hexi had been cut off from the imperial court for more than a year, and now he suddenly learned about it. Chen Lu's eyes were wide open, without focus, and his vision was blurry.
The look on his face looked like he was crying but not crying. He was motionless, and for a moment he was actually crazy.
Seeing his appearance, Zhang Hua sighed in his heart: This County Magistrate Chen is so loyal!
Even a little ashamed.
He then bowed to Chen Lu and said, "County Magistrate Chen, we are to blame for the loss of Jincheng. We are going to Guzang on this trip to apologize to Governor Xu. I wonder if we can have some food in the city?"
Chen Lu quickly stepped aside, "How dare you, a villain, accept Zhang Changshi's gift? The city is in ruins and the food is crude. As long as Zhang Shijun and Zhang Changshi don't abandon it, it will be fine."
Although Zhang Hua and Zhang Jiu went to ask the governor to plead guilty, but the governor did not convict them, they were still the top officials of Jincheng County.
After they finished eating, they personally came out to appease the people who were still in the city before leaving.
Chen Lu waited until dark and saw that there were not even any refugees fleeing in the direction of Jincheng, let alone any Shu troops.
Only then did he feel relieved.
Thinking of the fact that he was the only one holding the city in Zhiyang City, he thought that his loyalty to his duty would definitely reach the ears of Governor Xu.
It would be even better if General Cao of Guanzhong really leads his troops back to Longyou and Hexi can be connected to Guanzhong.
It's hard to say that he would even receive a commendation from the court.
Thinking of this, Chen Lu couldn't help himself, so he sent someone to bring back some of the family members hiding in the mountains, and then spent the night talking with his concubine about the script related to their future.
Due to lack of sleep at night, County Magistrate Chen was still sleeping soundly after dawn.
Then a servant knocked on the door vigorously: "My lord, my lord, it's not good!"
After Chen Lu was woken up, he was about to turn over when he suddenly said "Ouch" and then touched his waist.
I only felt pain in my waist, as if I had been hollowed out.
The concubine quickly got up and helped him get dressed.
After a while, Chen Lu turned pale, opened the door with empty steps, and angrily shouted: "Why are you yelling like this?"
"Master, outside, outside..." the servant stammered, "Shu Army! Shu Army is here!"
Shu army?
What Shu army?
The prefect and Chang Shi clearly said that the Shu army would not come...
County Magistrate Chen held his waist and was about to take a few steps, but he stumbled whether he was frightened or his legs were weak.
"Bitch, are you blind?"
County Magistrate Chen cursed angrily.
The servants quickly stepped forward to support him.
County Magistrate Chen had people help him walk to the front yard. Before he could order someone to open the door, the door creaked twice and fell with a "boom".
"Who is Chen Lu?"
The Han troops who rushed in shouted loudly.
Chen Lu shrank, but his clothes were really conspicuous, and the generals of the Han army had already spotted him.
"Little...little man, yes, it is Chen Lu."
"Are you the magistrate of Zhiyang County?"
The leading Han general looked Chen Lu up and down and asked.
Chen Lu was trembling a little, and he didn't know whether it was because of weakness or fear: "Little... that's right."
"Wow"!
From the gate to the front yard, the Han troops lined up in two straight lines.
A young general walked in from outside the gate and walked up to Chen Lu: "County Magistrate Chen?"
"Yes, exactly."
The young general nodded: "I am the captain of the Han Qiang Guard, Feng Yong."
Chen Lu's face changed drastically and he lost his voice: "Xiao Wen...it turns out to be General Wen."
"My surname is Feng."
Feng Yong stared at him steadily.
"Yes, yes, I have met General Feng."
After a while, Chen Lu began to sweat on his forehead.
"I waited outside the city for a long time, but no one opened the city gate. I thought County Magistrate Chen was not here."
"No, no, no, no." Chen Lu wiped his sweat, "I heard that General Wen would not come, so I was not prepared at the moment."
Thinking of the white flag that had been prepared and placed at the top of the city, Chen Lu felt extremely regretful.
"My surname is Feng."
"Ah, yes, General Feng."
"Who told you I wouldn't come?"
"Prefect Zhang and Zhang Changshi."
Feng Yong listened and smiled slightly.
Seeing Chen Lu's remorseful expression on the verge of tears, Feng Yong asked, "Why is County Magistrate Chen like this?"
"Little man, little man is fine, I just want to say something."
"What's the matter?"
"Uncles and nephews from the Zhang family are like each other's mother!"
"Very good!"
At the same time, Zhang Hua and Zhang Zhu had just appeased the officials in Yunjie County and were preparing to leave for the imperial residence.
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