Xiaoguangong

Chapter 106 What to see
At night, the devil finally stopped crying, and he began to think about his family's poverty and his various ambitions since he became a soldier.

Well, the biggest ambition in the mouth is for their emperor, and the biggest ambition in the heart is to feed the family.

This ambition is so realistic that Guan Ping found a familiar feeling again.

According to Yun Shanshan, there are also many people in the devil who are unwilling to fight. If they can be united, they will definitely cause heavy damage to the enemy and lay the foundation for future success in combat.

Unite all forces that can be united.

Guan Ping didn't quite understand it at first, but seeing this devil named Qiushan take out the radio to send a message after eating and drinking, he seemed to understand something again.

Qiushan quickly got in touch with his superiors, saying that their foreign firm was ransacked by a group of rout soldiers before, and all the shopkeepers were killed by the rebels. He hid in order to ensure that the radio station would not be lost. Now, with the help of the righteous man Jia Liangcai, he finally reestablished contact. Click to get in touch with your superiors.

Hearing this answer, Guan Ping felt rather apprehensive, thinking that devils are not stupid, maybe they need to send people over to investigate, if there are one or two hundred at a time, it will be troublesome.

But Yun Shanshan was very calm. She told Guan Ping that the devils had few people in the first place. Many of the big cities they occupied in the rear had only a few dozen guards. Now that they were advancing in a hurry, how could they come to such rural areas to investigate.Sure enough, Akiyama's not-so-impeccable answer got a reply from the higher-ups. They asked Akiyama to invite Jia Liangcai to serve as the chairman of the maintenance committee, and try their best to help the devils collect food and supplies, and find out the specific whereabouts of the anti-Japanese armed forces.

"What should we do about this?" Guan Ping said, "We can't really collect food and supplies for them, can we? But if we don't do it, won't we immediately show our flaws in a few days?"

Yun Shanshan slightly moved her almond eyes and said with a smile:

"Mr. Guan, don't worry, we will put up the devil's signboard to collect food and supplies, and we will have results soon."

Guan Ping's previous research on the tactics of encircling cities from rural areas has been stuck at this step many times. Collecting food in his own occupied area is a very uncomfortable thing, let alone giving it to the enemy, but Yun Shanshan doesn't seem to have much trouble Resist, but think this is an excellent opportunity.

If she hadn't lost her mind and gone crazy, then it might be a bit tricky to say.Anyway, everything will disintegrate in a few days. As long as this passage that travels back and forth for thousands of years can be kept stable, everything can be verified slowly.

Guan Ping's men were enjoying the wind on the boat, and Guan Ping was ashamed to continue to enjoy delicious food in the world thousands of years later.Both Yun Shanshan and Jia Liangcai expressed embarrassingly that Guan Ping came in a hurry this time, and they didn't prepare any gifts. If Guan Ping didn't dislike it, they would try their best to get some canned food when they came next time.

Guan Ping doesn't care, what he wants most is of course a powerful [-]-type rifle, but this can only be said after Jia Liangcai's maintenance will be established.

After guaranteeing this path, he can freely come and go here at any time, and then he has to verify whether the tactics of this thousand years later work well in his own era.

Declining the two to see him off, Guan Ping quickly returned to his own time. He returned to Shiyang by boat, and heard from his subordinates that someone had been waiting for him for a long time.

He thought it was Liu Bei who sent someone to Shiyang to deliver news to him, so he hurriedly invited that person to meet him at his temporary prefect's mansion.

But the summoned soldier told Guan Ping with embarrassment that the man was already waiting for Guan Ping in the prefect's mansion.

What?
Although Guan Ping's prefect's mansion has just been established, although Guan Ping's military and political dignitaries are not complete, there are only a few people who can be mobilized.

But at least he is the prefect of Jiangxia personally arranged by Prime Minister Cao. Even if the governor of Jingzhou came, he would at least have to get his consent before entering. Now he went directly to his mansion to wait...

Calm down, maybe it's one of our own?

Guan Ping didn't dare to ask, and rushed into his prefect's mansion suspiciously, only to see a handsome and elegant young man in brocade robe sitting in his main hall.

The young man was dressed luxuriously, holding a book in his left hand and a jug of wine in his right, and was concentrating on reading the words in the book silently.

Standing beside the young man was a young Confucian scholar on one left and one on the right. Both of them were wearing pure white silk Confucian gowns. Their belts, caps, and sabers were all inlaid with beautiful jade. At a glance, they were rare noblemen in the world.

The three of them sat and stood at odds, the older scribe standing on the right side of the young man looked helpless, as if he could hardly breathe due to the awkward atmosphere, but the scribe on the other side looked contented, he was much too lazy to look at it Take a look at Guan Ping.

He was too lazy to look at Guan Ping, but Guan Ping noticed this person's appearance - he saw that his left eye was normal, but his right eye was extremely small, as strange as if he had an eye disease, Guan Ping couldn't help but let out a sigh .

The scribe felt Guan Ping's gaze, and the complacent look on his face quickly disappeared, revealing a hint of resentment.

Guan Ping looked at him, and wanted to salute and ask the whereabouts of these three people, but thinking of Fu Xun's "advice" before, his face was immediately covered with a layer of gloom.

"Look at what?"

He snorted coldly.

The small-eyed scribe was taken aback and was speechless for a while, Guan Ping raised his voice again and said sharply:
"I'm talking about you! Who are you and what are you looking at! Kneel down for this general!"

"You! Do you know who I am!"

The small-eyed scribe turned pale with fright, and the older scribe hurriedly stopped between the two of them, and said with a wry smile:
"Hanoi……"

"It's none of your business." Guan Ping roughly shook his long sleeves, grabbed the scribe's sleeve like a chicken and dragged him aside, then strode to the small-eyed scribe's side, and grabbed his neckline , Without any explanation, he threw it in front of the young man in brocade clothes.

The small-eyed scribe never expected that there would be such a violent person in the world, and he would strike just because he glanced at him. Unprepared, he was thrown hard, and immediately screamed out in pain.

The young man in brocade clothes could no longer maintain his calm expression before, his face flushed, he got up angrily, and shouted:
"Stop! What crime did Zhengli commit? Why did he fight with fists!"

Guan Ping looked at the young man in brocade clothes a lot, and said with a smile:

"I see that you are very noble, why don't you know the law?
This is the Jiangxia Prefect's Mansion, where the military secrets are located. If someone is not here, it would be tantamount to rebellion for the public to trespass without authorization.

If Sun Liu's spies come here, should I still salute him? "

"You..." The brocade-clothed boy's face turned blue and red, he gritted his teeth lightly, took a few quick breaths, and finally calmed himself down a little.

"Hmph, good, you are the prefect, where is your seal?" The young man stretched out his palm, "Then where is your prefect seal?"

Guan Ping smiled and said:
"Get along with Cao Cheng."

"Really?" The sneer on the young man's face was even worse. He touched the long sleeve of his right hand and took out a wooden box from inside. When the wooden box was opened, there was a bronze seal inside.

"My name is Cao Zhi, and my name is Zijian. I don't know if you have heard of the humble name?"

"Never..."

Cao Zhi: ...

At the age of 17, Cao Zhi was able to speak well and wrote the famous "White Horse Chapter". His talent and learning made the stars of the seven Jian'an sons of the same generation dim. His father and brother, who also made great achievements in literature, can only look up to his amazing talent—— —But this does not prevent Guan Ping from not having heard of him.

Guan Ping is either fighting a war or studying how to fight a war. Living on the edge of a knife is to survive by being stronger than others. How can he have time to learn about poetry and literature.

Cao Zhi became famous, but in Guan Ping's eyes, his reputation was indeed far inferior to that of Cao Ren, Cao Hong, and Cao Zhen.

Well, he's been very down-to-earth in that regard.

The small-eyed scribe stood up with difficulty as he put his hands on his waist, stared at Guan Ping with resentment, and said with a sinister smile:

"How dare you call yourself the prefect before your seal letter arrives? Dare I ask you to put the emperor in your eyes!"

The older scribe looked helpless, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

The Fourth Young Master was already arrogant and frivolous, and when he came here and saw that the prefect was not there, even though it was a little out of courtesy to enter the mansion, it was harmless, Yunshan should be smarter and apologize quickly, it would be good for everyone.

But I never expected this person's temper to be so violent...

Hey, not right.

If this person is vicious, why didn't he throw fire at the young master?

Guan Ping looked at Cao Zhi, who was holding the printed letter in front of him and sneered at him, then looked at the small-eyed scribe with an arrogant face, and said with a sneer:

"Who are you?"

"Peiguo Ding Yi." The man grinned arrogantly, "General Yun, you haven't answered a certain question before, and your seal letter hasn't arrived, why do you call yourself the prefect? ​​Did you not take the emperor seriously!"

Guan Ping looked at Ding Yi's messy appearance, and couldn't help sighing softly.

"May I ask what Ding Lang's official position is?"

"So-and-so, white body."

Ding Yi's father, Ding Chong, had a very good relationship with Cao Cao. Cao Cao was very grateful for Ding Chong's great contribution to his army. Therefore, even though Ding Yi was white, he was still loved by Cao Cao, and he often gave advice to Cao Cao. He almost married Cao Cao's daughter.

He did not actively seek an official position, but stayed by Cao Zhi's side as a guest, discussing poems and composing poems with Cao Zhi, and advising him to improve his reputation.

Cao Zhi is currently Cao Cao's favorite son (Cao Chong is dead), and he has a great chance of taking over Cao Cao's power in the future.

Yun Shan was just a martial artist, because he was still useful and Cao Zhi lacked a solid foundation in the army, so he showed a little recruiting attitude, but he didn't expect this person to be so violent and rude.

Hey, do you really think Prime Minister Cao really favors you as a martial artist?
Ding Yi chuckled, looking at Guan Ping's gloomy young face, he couldn't help feeling jealous.

He had a marriage contract with Cao Cao's daughter before, but Cao Pi got in the way, thinking that he had eye problems and would definitely not please his sister, so Cao Cao called off the marriage contract.

This made him feel angry, and seeing Guan Ping's handsome face became more and more unhappy.

He really wanted to appreciate Guan Ping's shriveled expression, it would be best to show full fear and anxiety, and finally beg for mercy at his feet in panic, so that he can trample on the dignity of this warrior as much as he wants.

Um, no, what dignity does a warrior without foundation have?
"White body?"

"good."

"really?"

"really."

A sinister smile slowly appeared on Guan Ping's face, and immediately, his fist tightened violently. Before Ding Yi could react, Guan Ping's fist had already hit Ding Yi's chin viciously from bottom to top!

(End of this chapter)