Where did the Seven Knife use Fan Shen to make someone call him, he himself sent someone to the front to star, and as soon as Zhusheng came back, he knew.
On such a cold day, Zhusheng only wore a thin jacket and a leather armor on the outside.
While talking to the people around her, she untied her cloak, revealing her slender figure.
Qidao has been wandering outside for a year, and has experienced a lot of storms, but at this time, seeing Zhusheng from a distance, he still can't help but be nervous.
Did he do well enough, did he live up to her expectations?
Qidao's palms were sweating, and he shouted nervously: "Sister" Zhusheng suddenly heard an ugly voice shouting "sister", and turned his head suddenly.
In winter, it gets dark early, and the courtyard is already lit up.
Under the lamplight, a young man stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked at her.
The dark eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the eyebrows have completely taken off the appearance of a child.
Fan Shen also came out to greet him, he stood on the steps of the hall, and saw with his own eyes the sharpness of the young man's body, and when he saw Zhusheng, he all retracted.
And he stopped there, and did not come forward.
It was because of the Seven Swords that Zhusheng came back early.
Seeing him at this time, she couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm starting to change my voice."
She stepped down the stairs and raised her hand to pat Qidao's shoulder, only to realize that he had grown taller than her.
Zhusheng often cultivates, and sometimes he can't feel the flow of time, only then he realizes that a year has passed, which is enough for a child to grow into a teenager, and for a teenager to be sharpened like a sword out of the sheath.
No matter how restrained the seven knives were, Zhusheng could feel the edge that he couldn't hide.
In what direction would she grow with this child, she couldn't help but wonder.
Her hand was already stretched out, and finally landed on Seven Knife's shoulder.
Seven Blade's shoulders were already taller than hers, and they were broad and strong.
"You've done a great job, you've done a great job."
She said.
Her affirmation and praise are like treasures to Seven Blades.
The young man's eyes suddenly shone brightly.
This year's fatigue and hardship, struggling in the war, dancing on the tip of the knife, with the sentence Zhusheng, it is all worth it.
Fan Shen stopped in the hall and gave Qidao enough time before walking down the steps, and said with a smile: "It's so cold outside, don't stand stupidly."
I have asked the kitchen to prepare a table, and I will give Xiao Qi the wind at night. ” Zhusheng smiled: "Wait for me to change my clothes." ” The two separated from Zhusheng and went to the banquet hall to wait for her.
There were no outsiders at the table.
Ling Niang and Ah Cheng had just gotten off duty, changed into homely clothes, and went directly to the banquet hall to wait.
Seeing the seven knives, Ah Cheng directly pounced on him and strangled him.
"Okay, you heard that bringing back more than 200 people is awesome for you" Seven Blades grinned.
Ling Niang nodded to him warmly and said, "It's hard work." ” Ling Niang followed Fan Shen as a scribe, but in fact she did much more than ordinary scribes.
Pengcheng's policies, regulations, and various data are all in her heart.
How much Seven Swords has contributed to the increase in the population of Pengcheng, she knows best in her heart.
Ling Niang has always been cold to Qidao, and the change in her attitude made Qidao deeply understand that what she has done in the past year is definitely valuable.
This value is the value of himself as a person.
It is enough to make others look at him squarely and treat him gently.
Qidao's emotions were uncontrollable, revealing from a pair of bright eyes.
Zhu Sheng once said to Ling Niang, "No matter where he comes from, just look at his future."
Ling Niang looked at the excitement in the young man's eyes that couldn't be hidden, and felt that she might have been true in the past, and she was too prejudiced against him.
Maybe she should have been nicer to this boy, Ling Niang thought.
Time flies, and more than five years have passed in a blink of an eye.
Qidaodu has changed from a cunning child to a sturdy teenager.
She is no longer an innocent and weak little girl, and some hatred and anger may really be put down.
The boy traveled with them, saving her father and defending her companions with his life.
Such seven knives are worthy of their family and companions.
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Takesheng moved quickly, and he didn't let them wait long before he appeared.
She cleaned her face, combed her hair again, did not apply powder, and came in her homely dress.
She even combed her hair in a bun and used a plain hairpin.
Seven Blades had never seen such a bamboo life, and he was stunned for a moment.
From the time he met Zhusheng until he left Pengcheng, Zhusheng was more accustomed to wearing strong clothes that were easy to move.
He hadn't seen her comb her hair in a bun at all.
In order to make it easier to move, she always braided her long black hair at the back of her head and hung down on her shoulders.
So much so that after they took possession of Pengcheng, the unmarried women in Pengcheng began to imitate Zhusheng and comb this simple and neat braid.
It was a trend.
Zhusheng's change in clothing made Qidao understand that Pengcheng was in Zhusheng's grasp.
And Pengcheng, as their foundation, must be in a stable state at this time.
That's why Zhusheng can dress up like this.
Zhusheng is eighteen years old, and as a woman, she is fully mature.
Qidao still didn't understand this style of Zhusheng, he just felt that Zhusheng at this time was very different from the Zhusheng holding the green blade in his memory in the past.
Somehow, he was a little afraid to look at her.
This meal is said to be for the seven knives, but in fact it is like a family banquet.
These people have been with each other all the way, have become accustomed to each other's existence, and have also found everyone's place.
The meal was easy to eat.
After the meal, they moved to Zhusheng's study.
On the long table in the middle is a map of the Han Kingdom.
Qidao's fingers moved on the map, explaining to Zhusheng and them the route of Feng's army.
"From here to here, there are some small towns in between, and it doesn't take much effort to fight."
"But I know that two cities have taken the initiative to open their doors and surrender.
The defenders of this city are hard bones, and they have always refused to open the city.
Feng Jun didn't help him.
However, this is a place where grain is produced, and everyone says that the grain in the city must be abundant, enough to eat for several years, and the city guard will be so hard. ” "Many places are in chaos, and some people can't get by, so they rise up.
This city," he pointed to a certain city road on the map, "the city guard is from the Fang family, this guy scrapes the ground so badly that it is said that the taxes and prices are so high that even the scribes of the city guard mansion cannot afford to eat. ” "There was a scribe called Bao Xiu, whose child was sick and had no money for medical treatment, so he dragged it so hard that he could not be saved and died.
In the name of wanting to sue a certain official privately, this Bao Xiu deceived the surname Fang into retreating left and right to see him alone.
He pierced the man's neck with a paper-cutting bamboo knife and stole the castle guard's seal. led people to deceive the granary in the city, and opened the warehouse to release grain. ” "When I met him, he had pulled up a team of dozens of people and was being chased by the Fang family's soldiers.
We saved him once.
When I returned, I heard that he had set up a stockade, claiming to have 2,000 men.
But in fact, I estimate that there are no more than 300 people who can fight, and the others are all waste. ” To put it bluntly, it is coercion.
Looking at the large number of people, the vast majority of them are cannon fodder.
Zhusheng listened quietly until then he interjected and asked, "What supplies does he rely on to feed these people?"
Qidao paused before saying, "Mainly by grabbing." ” He explained: "The main thing is to rob the grain and grass of the Feng army, and the Han army also robs the ranks of merchants.
But Bao Xiu has rules, and he is not allowed to rob the local people. ” Zhusheng didn't move his eyebrows, and said, "That's a bandit."
Seven knives and one stiff.
Zhusheng raised his eyes: "You know him very well" Seven Dao didn't dare to dodge it, and said, "We've joined forces a few times. robbed Feng Jun, and also robbed other people.
"Black eats black.
In some things, Seven Blades is indeed a very gifted and capable person.
He seemed to have been born with a knife.
Zhusheng couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
The seven-knife vest was slightly sweaty, and I wasn't sure if these things were a taboo for Zhusheng.
He added: "He's a good person. ” Seeing that several pairs of eyes in the room were staring at him, he stubbornly said, "Once we were drinking, and he was drunk and cried.
He was also forced to embark on this road, at first it was just a moment of righteous indignation, but he didn't expect that when he came here, he couldn't help himself.
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He said he now has more than 2,000 people in tow.
To feed these people, he is also emaciated, and he can't hold it anymore. ” He didn't dare to say that the surnamed Bao pulled him to worship him, and wanted him to stay there and hand over everything to him.
He only said: "He heard that I was gathering the homeless people and wanted me to take all his people away."
But he had too many people, and if we walked together, it would be too loud, so I didn't let him move immediately, so I told him that I would come back first to see the situation.
Sister, can we still accept these two thousand people here?"
Zhusheng didn't speak, Ah Cheng had already rushed to say: "If you can accept it, how can you not accept that the new village is still empty, just waiting to fill it in."
Zhusheng went to see Ling Niang.
Lingniang knew all kinds of data in Pengcheng, and said happily when she heard this: "Even if two-thirds of the two thousand people are women and children, there must be six or seven hundred men."
If there are 300 who can fight, then there are 300 ready-made soldiers."
What's more, under the various new policies implemented by Takesui, women and children can also work without wasting any labor.
When Qidao heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fucheng has been lost."
He continued, "The Feng army divided into two roads and went to Heming and Anzhou respectively.
The Feng army is known as an army of 100,000, and I know a lame man named Ma Youfu.
He was born in the army.
He said it was all blown out, and at best 60,000 people would be good. ” He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Ma Youfu said that he suspects that Fucheng is now an empty city, and the soldiers left behind are no more than five thousand.
He said that if he could give him 5,000 men, he might be able to take Fucheng now. ” There was a sudden silence in the study.
Qidao was silent for a while, and boldly asked: "Sister, how many people do we have in our hands now" gd1806102: