The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 145 The Traitor Geng Qing

Chapter 145 The Traitor Geng Qing
Rumbling--

Thunder rolls in the sky, the bright sun gradually turns overcast in people's field of vision, and gray clouds gather, covering the wilderness.

The rain has not yet come down, and there is a stench, and soldiers and horses come in and out of the barracks from time to time. Hundreds of shirtless men are practicing with spears. In the ventilated tent, I stared blankly at the gray sky outside the broken hole.

In the distance, there were several figures walking past here surrounded by crowds, but they seemed silent.

After a long time, a general named Gai Hong walked behind, dragging the leaves of the nails and rubbing them against each other. He stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Mr. Geng, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses will be disarmed and returned to the field together? I'm afraid His Majesty will not agree to this. "

"Is it because His Majesty disagrees, or are the generals unwilling?"

Hearing Geng Qing's voice, everyone's expressions changed. Before they could speak, Geng Qing, who was walking slowly in front, smiled and turned to look at them.

"Don't care about it, generals. Geng speaks so straightforwardly. He can say what he wants. Everyone is his brother. For everyone's good, you have to make it clear. It's not beautiful to hide it."

The faces of Meng Juehai, Gai Hong, Ge Congzhou and others looked a little better now, and they clasped their fists together, without speaking, and quietly waited for the next sentence.

Over there, Geng Qing turned back with a smile, folded his sleeves and continued to move forward. While the cloud-patterned jade pendant was swaying, his eyes swept over the dilapidated tents, his panic-stricken face restrained his smile, and he said softly: "Geng Mou As you all know, I live in Gengjia Village, Feihu County, and the people there have been dealing with the land all their lives, begging for food from the sky. Seeing these people makes me feel somewhat uncomfortable."

The voice stopped for a moment, and he took a breath and pursed his lips: "Actually, it is His Majesty's intention to come here this time."

Seeing the doubts of the generals, Geng Qing smiled, turned around and explained:
"Your Majesty means that once the foundation is established, we must manage well. We can no longer do things as before. These 'soldiers and horses' should also go back to the fields, saving the court's expenses, and can also add food and fodder to the army. Da Qi Xiongjun , should be the elite, not hiding behind these so-called soldiers."

"The final general is waiting for His Majesty's words!" Ge Congzhou came up from behind, laughing loudly, "The imperial court has been established, and it should have looked like an imperial court long ago. Naturally, the three armies should be elite."

"What Geng Xiang said is not without reason."

Meng Juehai and Gai Hong thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, but the former hesitated after all, "It's just."

"Just what?"

Seeing that he didn't continue, Geng Qing waved his hands and invited everyone to walk through the camp in front of him, "I'm just reluctant? What's the point of holding these 'soldiers and horses' in your hands? Increase the court's expenses. Even if we only eat one meal a day, the amount of food and fodder consumed every day and every month is incalculable, so it is more practical to use this money to improve the armor and weapons of soldiers."

Fearing that the crowd might not understand, he rearranged his words and started from another angle. He raised his hand and swept around the ragged figures.

".Look at them, fighting a war is nothing more than going up to die. If they die, they are worthless. They can be kept and put in the fields. In the next few years or more than ten years, there will be a steady stream of grain and fodder handed over. The same is true for their descendants. , In this way, does the general still feel it is a pity? To use a bad sentence, this is called making the best use of everything. Your Majesty wants more land, more cities and more people. Can 'soldiers and horses' accomplish anything? In the end, it depends on soldiers with sharp weapons to expand the territory!"

Meng Juehai and the other two generals looked at each other. These few words were more or less entered into their hearts. Now that they have a foundation, they have also established a family business in the city.

As for Geng Qing, the three of them had nothing to say. The emperor finally made up his mind about this kind of matter. As a general, he only needed to execute it.

What's more, the other party came to the barracks according to the order, His Majesty's meaning is self-evident.

"Geng Xiang, running around for Da Qi, we see it, how can we have any objections, but the other generals and ministers, I am afraid that they still need to make peace with each other. When we arrive at the court, the three of us will speak out to help each other."

The three generals can talk so well, Geng Qing will not feel that the "heartfelt" words just revealed are more of the benefits of their daily friendship, as well as the fact that he takes over the aspect and promotes a few people to a higher level.

Thinking about it, with a heavy expression on his face, he silently bowed his hands to the three of them and bowed down.

"President Geng, you can't do it."

Gai Hong hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, but Geng Qing still insisted on standing up straight after paying homage, before saying, "Geng is not worshiping the three generals, but the righteousness and kindness in the hearts of the three generals!"

The three of you looked at me, I looked at you, they suddenly bowed to Geng Qing, feeling a little bit, sighed, and bowed their hands in unison to return the salute, while the few people were talking, the figure in the nearby tent naturally heard, the old man with messy hair came from A pile of tatters crawled out, kneeling directly on the ground, arched his hands with his thin body, and cried out with sobs,

"Thank you for your life."

The old man kowtowed to Geng Qing, Meng Juehai and the others, followed by figures from the other tents, shouting half thatch, and knelt down on the ground just like the old man.

The sound of crying spread, and more and more figures walked out of the tent or got up from the ground. After hearing the words from their companions and relatives, some expressions finally appeared on their numb faces.

When Geng Qing went to help the old man get up, there was a crowd of people kneeling suddenly towards him in the dark, except for a little crying, they were oppressive and quiet.

The movement on this side attracted the attention of the soldiers in the camp on the other side, thinking that there was a commotion, and a team of more than a thousand people rushed over, only to see kneeling figures all over the ground. Subconsciously looking at the young man who helped him up, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Can there really be a good official in this world?"

"Of course there is, isn't that right?" A voice suddenly sounded from the side, it was a centurion, and the soldier moved away quickly in fright, but he only heard the other party laughing: "Geng Jianjun is a good officer. Before, We also came back together from Hezhong Mansion."

Soldiers around raised their hands and said, "I know, I'm in there too. Is the supervising army a high-ranking official?"

"probably."

Rumbling--

The thunder was loud and rolled across the gloomy sky.

The kneeling figure in the camp was persuading the next one to get up, and they returned to the tent in an orderly manner with wet eyes. Geng Qing was also a little complicated, but still kept a smile on his face, and bid farewell to Meng Juehai and the other three.

"It's going to rain, I'll go back to the city to reply to His Majesty, and discuss this matter in the morning tomorrow."

"Send Geng Xiang!"

The three generals saw each other off on foot, watching Geng Qing get into the carriage and slowly drive to the official road, feeling a little complicated in his heart, Gai Hong turned his head to look at Meng Juehai.

"How is it? Being kneeled by so many people, is it different from forcing people to kneel before? Anyway, I feel different."

Meng Juehai's face was cold, and after a while, he still laughed, punched him on the shoulder, and dragged his armor back to the barracks.

Boom.
The sound of thunder spread across the top of the camp, and when the scattered raindrops fell, in the carriage driving on the official road, Dachun put on a bamboo hat, and while driving the carriage, he turned his head: "Da Zhu, let's do this kind of thankless work." very."

The curtain of the car was stroked and blown in, the paper pressed under the paperweight rolled up a corner, Geng Qing picked up the pen, pressed the corner of the paper, and dripped the ink with a smile.

"Anyway, we have to do it, and it's good to save some people."

The car curtain was blown by the wind, and the sound of pattering rain suddenly turned into pattering raindrops, pouring down from the gloomy sky, one after another of dilapidated tents, curled up figures hugging their knees, lying sideways on the muddy ground, I stared blankly at the raindrops passing through the hole and falling on my face. This time, the cold brought some warmth.

"A traitor—"

The misty water vapor enveloped the city, and under the curtain of continuous rain, someone walked out of the imperial city with yells. Drenched in the heavy rain, they got on their horses, brandished their whips, and cursed with a general who was traveling with him: "General Shang, that traitor is set outside the city. Let me discuss together!"

The two of them were Shang Rang and Wang Bo. They brought troops back to Chang'an this morning. They were stationed in the Ximen barracks, and they rushed to the imperial city without stopping. They heard that Meng Juehai and other generals who were also defeated in the battle were not reprimanded. Instead, he was promoted to one level, and immediately clamored to see Huang Chao.

But the eunuch replied: "Your Majesty has adopted a new concubine, so please don't bother me." They pushed it over, and they wanted to beat the eunuch wherever they were willing to do it, and finally learned that this was the work of the new prime minister.

"A person who is dissatisfied with double tenths and is not a scholar of the imperial examinations, how can he have any qualifications to sit in that position!"

The two clamped the horse's belly and shouted: "Drive!" Cracking the whip, the horse galloped, stepping on countless splashes, leading a group of cavalry through the rain, and went straight to the outside of the city.

 There is still only one update, and Chunfeng manages the final plot, which is a bit incoherent.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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