Reborn Empress Loves Farming

At night, the wind blows over the building of Yangcheng. From a distance, it looks like an ancient city that has lost in withering. The building, which is about to fall in the wind, seems so lonely and desolate.

However, in this desolation, the lights are bright and lively.

Silent night, red lights, like a burning monument in the night, reflect the sky deeply.

In Yangcheng, groups of soldiers in battle robes are running, jumping and cheering around the fire Seems to be celebrating something.

And these robes are also shining in the light of the fire, showing the unique sharp and bloodthirsty light of the battlefield.

The scene is very lively, and look at the surrounding environment, it seems that we have just experienced a state of destruction of the city, and some of them have begun to meet slowly in the wind

A courtyard located in the east of Yangcheng, there are two people drinking and chatting in the evening of the month. How lively!

"Come, uncle, to our victory in Yangcheng!" Xiao Chen wears a crescent colored robe, and his hair is bound to dance in the prestige occasionally, but it can't hide his excitement at this time.

The geographical location and its important natural danger of Yangcheng are not only in the bag, but also in the hands of Zheng Xiu, who won the emperor's great trust!

When Xiao Chen raised his glass, he was domineering. It seemed that the bright future had paved the way ahead, and even the mountains and rivers were close at hand.

Chen Guohua has black hair. Although he is over the age of standing, he is still strong and elegant. He has been connected with the battlefield for many years, and has created a strong and resolute body. With the coldness of the battlefield and the spirit of extermination, he is vividly expressed.

He stroked a beard, impolitely raised the gold cup in his hand, looked up and drank it.

"Have a good time!" Xiao Chen raises his glass again. It seems that both of them are already in a dream. Everything around them has nothing to do with it.

"This time you can win Yangcheng successfully, uncle. You've made a lot of contribution." Xiao Chen pats the table and stands, grabs the blue wine pot beside the table, pours a cup for Chen Guohua himself, and then fills it for himself.

When Chen Guohua heard these words, he was very satisfied. Unconsciously, the corners of his eyebrows went up. He was born on a tight black face and pulled out a horizontal line. It can be said that he was full of tears. However, he didn't know that his expression was like a thousand year old fox.

"Where, where, nephew, you can be regarded as a hero among the heroes!" After all, Xiao Chen's identity is there, he complimented. Only at this time can their relationship be regarded as not caring much about their seniority. If they can succeed in seizing Yangcheng this time, naturally they can't do without their share of credit. Xiao Chen wants to please himself and continue to work for him, but also learns to deal with these things.

As the seventh king of the great Zhou Dynasty, Xiao Chen won the country for his anti brothers. Now, naturally, the most important thing is to win over the relationship, hold the military power as much as possible, and recruit troops in case of winning the country at one stroke.

This is true of the emperors of the past dynasties. After winning small achievements, they are full of hope for the future. It seems that the country is already waving to them.

The next discussion is, of course, a step forward for the future.

This is not, Xiao Chen's face from the previous Yuese color to heavy, tightly pursed his lips, a word thick eyebrow is full of deep, seems to be thinking about something big, but feel confused, occasionally frown, pull out wrinkles on the forehead.

Finally, after much thought, he said gravely, "uncle, can we go south now?" At a time when the army is in full swing, it is a good strategy to go south. It will be more confident than usual. If the general situation is flat, there must be no such information.

Chen Guohua pauses, puts down his glass heavily, looks back, and doesn't laugh just now. Whether he can continue to go south has to be decided again and again. It's not a joke.

Nowadays, most of the troops are border officers and soldiers, and because of fighting with the northern Tartars all the year round, they are naturally invincible.

I also like Xiao Chen, who has such an advantage, and the relationship between them is more controllable. The more such a person is, the more so he is.

then the current situation is firmly in the hands of Chen Guohua, rather than Xiao Chen, who does not learn and has no skills.

However, if he had no knowledge and skills, Xiao Chen could not survive among his brothers and be granted a Han state, which also showed that he was capable.

"I can't see it!" Xiao Chen grabs a beard and shakes his head. The fortitude on his face seems to hold everything firmly and inviolable. He continues to follow his proud beard and nods and shakes his head from time to time, as if thinking deeply.

"Although the officers and men in the north are brave and invincible, the forces in the central plains are far from enough. If the army is transferred from the north to the Central Plains, there is not enough food and grass. If the enemy is behind us, we will cut off our food and grass, and then the morale of the army will be in chaos and flee!" Chen Guohua carefully analyzed that at this time he also wanted to continue to go south, if so, his grand plan would be greatly lost.

After listening, Xiao Chen raised his glass and took a big drink.

The sky of Yangcheng is busier and more profound than that of the capital. Just as he was very happy to capture Yangcheng, he was worried that he could not go south to capture more precious land.

If you don't seize the land for a day, you can't sleep for a day. Even though he is now the king of seven weeks, he has lived in the palace for many years, but he knows that the fittest survive. If he does not work hard, he will be buried or even hanged!Because in this way, although the superior he, but also raised the idea of survival of the fittest, destroy others, their own point of view to survive!

"Why can't we buy a lot of grain and grass in January before that, go deep into the Central Plains together with the northern army, and seize the Central Plains as quickly as possible. The central plains were originally the nearest places where other people took root. In this way, we can seize the Central Plains as quickly as possible!" Xiao Chen doesn't think so. What is the ability of connecting heaven in the Central Plains? Since they did not have enough food and grass, they purchased a large number of them, or even directly took root in the Central Plains border to prepare food.

Hearing this, Chen Guohua sighed. His expression is just like what people say now. He is helpless because he doesn't know how expensive firewood and rice are.

When you are proud, it's easy to look down on others and look up on yourself.

"It's a good strategy. But it's not a good idea

Chen Guohua looks up at the sky above Yangcheng and the surrounding environment. Although Yangcheng is not the most prosperous area, because of their invasion, it is full of smoke, dilapidated houses, panic and unpopular.

On the battlefield, he is Rufu, but it's about the country. Naturally, he knows the importance of popular support. Because of the frequent wars, there are also food shortages in many areas, and people are in a panic!

At present, the most important thing is to raise military reserves, cage the hearts of the people, and have the greatest grasp before going deep into the Central Plains and winning the Central Plains at one time, rather than playing cat and mouse games with others and hiding.

Although Chen Guohua was helpless with Xiao Chen's naive idea, he didn't remind him how wrong it was and roughly explained why he couldn't go deep into the Central Plains.

The cold wind in the sky, whistling through the windows, gradually covered the cheers in the city, and the lights seemed to be slowly intoxicated in the night.

Crazy enough soldiers took off their armor, threw them on the ground and fell asleep, completely ignoring the fact that it was late autumn and they were even colder. After killing the enemy for many months, they managed to occupy Yangcheng, relax and get drunk.

At this time, two more than 20-year-old soldiers are at the door table month and talk!

"When will the war end?" The distant soldier sighed deeply.

Since the seven princes began to occupy one side, they have been fighting constantly. They all want to dominate the Central Plains, win the country, and trample on the others.

The joy is from the top, but the soldiers who have been fighting all the year round and the common people, because of the war, how many people died in the battlefield, because of the war, how many people were homeless,

the soldiers hold up the wine pot and take a big drink. People say that it's more worrying to drink!

At this time, just like them, although they did not understand poetry and prose, they could not write down their melancholy, and they could only drink to the moon.

"Yes Soldier B lamented, many years of war, has made them numb, but in the heart of that homesickness, who knows? Parents are still waiting at home.

If you leave the army, it will be the people who suffer. If you stay in the army, it will be the people who die. When will the world be peaceful!

"Are you married?" Soldier a looked at soldier B with a sad face at this time. It seemed that there was happiness on his face, so he asked curiously.

Soldier B heard this, brush, face instantly hot, under the night did not clearly see the red face of soldier B, but under the light saw his head down, seems very shy.

"Are you really married?" Soldier a was a little surprised. He didn't expect to marry his daughter-in-law. It's unbelievable, but he also thought it was normal. The man had set up a family early, and his mother had a daughter-in-law to take care of him. But he didn't have a daughter-in-law, and his father left early, leaving only his mother alone.

Every time I think of my mother sitting on the threshold looking forward to his return, I feel guilty.

"Well!" Soldier B nodded, thinking of his wife, his face unconsciously raised a smile, for a long time have not seen his wife, do not know now she is good, have you taken good care of yourself?

It is said that the common people are kind and simple, and the position of being an official is high and powerful, which is true!

"Well, boy, is your daughter-in-law good-looking? Are there any strong girls from the north? " Soldier a couldn't help gossiping.

There is very little time for such a person to sit down and talk about his family. Most of the time, he is frightened day and night, afraid of the enemy's sudden attack. Only when they win can they feel secure and have a secure life. That's why he wants to join the army.

Soldier B raised the jug, took a big drink, wiped his chin with the back of his hand, and touched off the wine he was about to drop from his chest. Although the wine was thicker than that of his family, it was not mellow enough for his family to brew. If he took a mouthful of it, it could be said that it was the best wine in the world!

"Beautiful wife!" Soldier B lightly said a word, there are countless words to miss his wife.

The two soldiers were chatting about home affairs. Maybe there would never be such an opportunity again! The war is cruel. The next time you raise wine to the night, you have to become the soul of the sword. Only in this way can the underworld be so comfortable again.