I was a famous teacher in ancient times

Chapter 739 Irony
Amidst the sound of firecrackers in the New Year, the nine years of troubled times ushered in. Regardless of the people in the north and south, they hoped that the nine years of troubled times would end the troubled times.

After the New Year, the north is still covered with ice and snow. After the New Year in the South, people's lives are busy.

The major military workshops in the south were the first to start construction, and batches of military supplies were continuously sent to the north to prepare for the final battle.

Zhou Lin and his wife returned to Ezhou after the new year. Just after the New Year, the grain shops in each prefecture were crowded with people. The plan for the year was spring, and grain was the most important thing in the hearts of the people.

The south is thriving, and the long-suppressed undercurrent in the north finally broke out.

The people near Bozhou first fled to Bozhou in large numbers, followed by the soldiers of the Zhang family.

In Bozhou, Ziheng led troops to settle the escaped people. After the escaped people drank hot soup, they all knelt down and kowtowed to the south.

Ziheng thought that he had seen too much, and his heart would not cause more waves. He overestimated himself. Hearing the painful wailing of the people, his heart could not help but empathize.

The people complained about the injustice of the world, and they were sincerely grateful for Huang Huang's life-saving grace.

Yang Xixuan secretly delivered life-saving food twice. Although some people died of starvation, they also saved more people in the north, allowed more children to survive, and reduced the situation of changing children for food.

The corner of Ziheng's mouth twitched, "General, give up, my parents won't have any more children."

Moreover, the two generals thought more about it. It was not easy to live a good life under Zhang Min's jurisdiction. They suspected that Mr. Yang's own brother would be an official for Zhang Min.

On this day, Ziheng saw something that made him angry, a few fingers, and he was so hungry that he could do anything.

Han Chenhui and the others are all old foxes, they picked up the details of Yang Zhanpeng.

Ziheng remained silent, because the man was telling the truth. Compared with the stability in the south, the north had experienced too many hardships. The Northern Expeditionary Army fought all the way to Bozhou, not only taking all the bandits, but also supplying human flesh. chain.

After careful consideration, Han Chenhui said, "Your Majesty also knows how I rise to power, and I'm not a good person, I like to take advantage of the despicableness of human nature."

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, and meat was opened in the Northern Expedition barracks. Among the supplies brought in this time were live sheep and live pigs.

Ziheng stared deeply at Han Chenhui, "The general is right, in this world, it is better to create a better future than to worry about what happened in the past."

Ziheng quietly listened to the man's complaint, and when he finished listening, he waved to the soldiers. These people will be investigated, and what awaits them is the rules set by the Northern Expeditionary Army.

Han Chenhui suddenly asked, "The two gentlemen haven't thought of having another daughter for so many years?"

Today, however, Ziheng saw his uncle whom he had always remembered. It was already dark and Ziheng was having dinner when the uncle in his memory was brought back by the Bozhou guards.

Ziheng personally met the two men, they knew their fate, one of them had fear in his eyes, and the other was surprisingly angry.

Han Chenhui raised his eyebrows, "I really like the son, but it's a pity that I don't have many children and they are all sons."

At night, Ziheng was not in a good mood when he returned to the barracks. Compared with Mingjiao, Ziheng preferred to confide in Han Chenhui.

Han Chenhui felt it was a pity, what a bloodline the two gentlemen had, if only he would have had a few more children.

Ziheng said in his heart that he would not dare to marry General Han even if he had a daughter. He couldn't bear a father-in-law like General Han.

Ziheng was at a loss for words for a while, and after drinking the tea in his cup, he said, "The general is really honest."

The doctor examined it very carefully, "The long-term illness has become a disease, and it is difficult for this person to cure his acute cough even if he takes care of it carefully. As for this person's fingers, the old man can't do anything."

The man's body lacks nutrition, etc., the doctor will not go into details one by one, because it is too common.

Ziheng touched the teacup with his fingers, feeling the temperature of the teacup, and he took a while to say, "I know that many people lost their jerky when they came, and there are many people who are not as good as they are."

It was rare for Ziheng to pick up a wine glass to drink, and the village near the barracks was also soaked up, and got bones to make soup to replenish his body.

After Han Chenhui and the generals saw the person coming, they fell silent for a moment, because the man who came in was too embarrassed, the man couldn't hold back his cough, and the coughing became more and more urgent. Before he could ask, the man fell to the ground in an instant.

Ziheng cared more about details, his heart became more peaceful, and he even sent personal guards to guard him.

Ziheng took a deep breath, instead of going over to check, he motioned for the guards to invite the doctor accompanying the army to come over.

Han Chenhui finally waited until the son spoke, "The son of the world only needs to see the result."

If he had a daughter, he would definitely find a way to marry the Zhou family, but unfortunately he has no daughter.

For a while, several generals conspired, and Ziheng quickly regained his composure from a dazed expression. He calmed down and asked the soldiers to bring people in.

At this time, Yang Zhanpeng's face had been wiped clean, and Ziheng's eyes were complicated. His eyes fell on his fingers, and he finally signaled for guards to take care of him. He needed to send someone to check it out.

Han Chenhui laughed, "I have done a lot of bad things, but I have never denied it, my son, how could I have turned the page in the past, and I will be a meritorious general in the court in the future, and the history books will only record my goodness one side."

The man was nearly 40 years old, and he raised his head and pointed at the fleeing people gathered in the distance, "My lord thinks they are good things, haha, who in this world has never eaten human flesh?"

The man cried as he said that, "Do you think we want to eat, my lord? Hehe, you can find a place that sells human flesh after walking around the city. My lord, we are hungry. The emperor has snatched all the food, and we want to live."

Ming Jiao and the others followed Ziheng out of the tent. Ming Jiao and General Liu looked at each other, and they were relieved. They always thought that the princess's brother had died in troubled times long ago. They really didn't expect that not only was he alive, but he seemed to be living well. not bad.

How to judge, the two generals noticed that cloth is also currency in this world, and the inner garment does not have any patches, it is still of good material, even if it is dirty, it cannot hide the fact that there is no shortage of cloth.

Han Chenhui and Ming Jiao looked at each other, their expressions were very serious, Shizi's uncle didn't show up sooner or later, why did he suddenly appear?
Or did it appear when the Northern Expeditionary Army was about to set off?

Ziheng looked up, "The general has seen more human nature, how do you understand human nature?"

Yang Zhanpeng drank soup and nourishing soup in a coma, and applied ointment on the frostbite on his hands and face. In the warm camp, Yang Zhanpeng slept in the dark.

As for the seaport in Jeju, Wei's natal family fled to the port with Shui Shi. Wei's father was not that capable of escaping. Wei's father was always scheming and always liked to stay behind. message to port.

Because someone came to help, Wei Shi fled Fucheng with her natal family, and Shui Shi was finally able to leave Fucheng.

Shuishi was in a coma all the way, and only woke up when he arrived at the port. He called his son and vomited blood while crying. After seeing the blood, Shuishi fell into a coma.

(End of this chapter)