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Chapter 30
In the more than ten days since Linghu Sheng left, as the wounded soldiers gradually recovered, the food consumption was even faster.

Even if he wanted to go wild, Yang Zheng could only smile wryly when he saw the strong fort nearby and the well-equipped private soldiers.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but it is not so simple to accept a confidant.

People's hearts are separated by belly, and they are often fettered and involved in various ways.

Even if it is a life-saving grace, sometimes it is vulnerable in the face of interests.

Yang Zheng observed secretly. After most of the wounded soldiers recovered, the first thing they thought of was their family and their hometown.

Although he didn't say it directly, but in his daily words and deeds, he revealed too much.

In the night, there were still people blowing the Qiang flute one after another, sobbing, as if complaining and weeping, which made people feel sad.

This is human nature.

If you go against human nature, you will definitely fail.

Besides, Yang Zheng is just a trilogy general, according to the court's establishment, there are at most 500 people.

What would the higher-ups think if there were thousands of subordinates?
It's good to be ambitious, but it's stupid to expose your ambition casually.

A confidant does not lie in quantity, but in loyalty.

A twisted melon is not sweet, Yang Zheng would rather lack than abuse.

No matter what you want to do, what you want to fight against, the road ahead must be full of dangers.

Unfaithful people are themselves Achilles' heel.

With the intensification of the food crisis, Linghu Sheng has not returned for a long time, and Yang Zheng has to make a choice.

So he called all the people together and made it clear that those who wished to go would not be stopped, and three days of dry food would be given.

The wounded soldiers were stunned for a moment, then suddenly shouted long live, knelt down in front of Yang Zheng and kowtowed with joy.

"My parents gave birth to me, and General Yang lived me!"

"General Yang's kindness will never be forgotten!"

……

There was a lot of noise, but half of the crowd went away, leaving only about [-] people standing quietly in the arena, glaring at the people around them.

There are 5000 wounded soldiers, and only [-] people are willing to go with me.

This ratio is really low.

Although I have been mentally prepared, but thinking of the meticulous care I have taken for them these days, it is inevitable that I feel uncomfortable.

If not for himself, how many of them would have survived?

But this is good, at least the food problem is no longer so severe.

And those who stay have passed the first round of tests.

After questioning, I found out that these people are all orphans of this era.

The male members of the family were killed in battle, and the youngest sons of the female family members had no means of living, and eventually disappeared.

Yang Zheng saw a trace of hatred in their eyes.

Where there is hatred, there is blood.

Two days later, the city became empty. Yang Zheng didn't take it seriously, and ate and lived with the soldiers every day, practicing martial arts and formations together.

People in this era live under the shadow of war all the year round, and even if they don't fight, they still face a severe crisis of survival.

There is nothing to say about physical fitness, strong physical strength.

And Yang Zheng's body seems to have a lot of hidden potential.

Without the food crisis, Yang Zheng's mind was immersed in martial arts.

Knife, sword, bow and arrow, riding, spear.

Yang Zheng practiced against Zhang Te and Zhou Yu every day.

The two are also masters of the middle school, teaching each other with all their money, and all three of them are diligent.

Others are busy in the farm in the morning, train at noon, and rest at night.

Yang Zheng trained in the morning, sparred at noon, and pondered by himself at night.

Almost every day, he is the first to wake up and the last to go to sleep.

Those who roll out of the sword mountain on the battlefield naturally have more comprehension.

When you are completely immersed in something, you don't find it hard.

Feeling that he was becoming stronger from the inside out day by day, Yang Zheng felt fulfilled.

Soon Zhang Te and Zhou Yu were no longer opponents.

Even sometimes, the two of them work together to hold off Yang Zheng.

Occasionally, Chunniang would come to visit Yang Zheng in the military camp. Even the jingchai sarong couldn't hide her face, instead she had the gentleness of Xiaojiabiyu.

Yang Zheng has hinted to Chun Niang several times that she can leave on her own.

But she remained indifferent and waited silently.

At first Yang Zheng just felt that she wanted to rely on him, but as time passed, he gradually saw different emotions in her eyes.

Perhaps it has not yet reached the level of love between men and women, but it already has a sense of being in love with each other.

Such days naturally passed extremely quickly.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The first ray of autumn wind sweeps across the land of Guanzhong, bringing the aroma of ripe wheat ears.

Weinan is golden everywhere.

However, Linghu Sheng did not return for a long time.

From Wugong to Chang'an, it's only a hundred miles, half a month back and forth is enough.

Did something happen on the way, or maybe Cao Shuang couldn't stand his flattery?
With Linghu Sheng's martial arts, there shouldn't be any accidents on the road.

But if there is a problem with Changan, you won't come to him?

Although Cao Shuang is ruthless and ungrateful, he is not a cruel person.

This world is full of "surprises".

A few days later, when it was harvest time in Guanzhong, the envoy from Chang'an arrived late.

But there was still no sign of Linghu Sheng.

Instead, there was a letter from Cao Shuang, "...Xingyun was loyal and brave, and survived the catastrophe. This general is very pleased. However, martial arts is an important frontier, and those who are not wise and brave are not enough to let it go. Xingyun should be a worry for the country..."

A thousand words are eloquent.

Yang Zheng looked at it over and over again, feeling that it was all nonsense, not to mention rewards, there was not even a grain of food, only 170 mouthfuls.

What does it mean?
Send yourself blades?
Let yourself die?
Anyway, give yourself a title, don't ask Fufeng Duwei, a county lieutenant is fine...

Looking at the letter, one knew it was written by Deng Yang.

Yang Zheng suppressed his anger, and wanted to return the gift respectfully in front of the envoy, pretending to be grateful.

In the end, according to the usual practice, he gave the envoy three taels of silver.

The messenger tossed the money back and forth in his hand, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, he turned his nostrils to Yang Zheng and said, "General Yang, the general treats you well, don't be ignorant of good and bad!"

Yang Zheng almost sprayed his old blood on his face.

This is not bad?

Both myself and the original owner had sacrificed their lives for him twice.

Yang Zheng took out another two taels of silver in pain, and the envoy's acrimonious face only slightly improved, "General Yang's intentions, the general knows."

"Please tell me, Shangguan, where is the person I sent to deliver the letter?"

"The person who sent the letter..." The messenger shook his head, "I don't know."

Yang Zheng felt the roots of his teeth trembling, and the old blood kept rushing towards the Tianling Gai, wishing he could kill this guy on the spot.

Perhaps sensing Yang Zheng's murderous intent, or the anger in the eyes of the soldiers behind Yang Zheng, he waved his sleeves, "Since the letter has been delivered, so-and-so is leaving."

While walking, he muttered: "...I think there is nothing to entertain in this poor country."

Yang Zheng was angry at first, and then sighed. Cao Shuang was surrounded by such people, so it's no wonder that the boat capsized.

Of course, he can't afford to be familiar with such a person.

If you want to do it, you should do it with Deng Yang.

Since the envoy didn't know, it means that nothing happened in Chang'an.

In other words, Linghu Sheng delivered the letter, but the person disappeared.

If Deng Yang wanted to deal with him, there shouldn't be any need for assassination or other means. Wouldn't it be easier to put him in prison on a random charge?
While thinking about it, someone came to report again, "General, the governor of Xiahou sent a thousand stones of grain!"

"Oh?" Yang Zheng couldn't help being surprised.

Xia Houxuan was indeed more reliable than Cao Shuang.

But in this way, it shows that Linghu Sheng must have visited Xia Houxuan.

With Xia Houxuan around, Deng Yang didn't dare to touch Linghu Sheng at will.

Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe Linghu Sheng sees that he can't do it anymore, so he climbs another branch?

Although they haven't been together for a long time, just over two months, they have long been close friends.

Linghu Sheng had to leave early, so there was no need to wait until now.

Yang Zheng was a little confused.

It suddenly occurred to him that during this time together, Linghu Sheng never mentioned his family background, and Yang Zheng didn't ask out of respect.

Everyone has secrets.

Maybe Linghu Sheng has urgent matters to attend to?

(End of this chapter)