Today, the Guangzhou Left-behind Office has five troops under its name, and its territory is controlled from the Leizhou Peninsula to the west and the Chaoshan Plain to the east. However, except for the 12 counties of Chaoxunmei, the territory and the troops of the Sanjiang Patrol Army, whose troops have increased and expanded, the other four are severely damaged and weak troops or newly formed weak brigades; among them, there are many injuries and diseases, or those with the elderly, weak and sick, sick and disabled.

At least most of them were unable to keep up with the progress of the northern expedition of most of the rebels in a short period of time for various reasons, so they were simply selected and organized into corps, and stayed to stay near Huzhou to Guangzhou, and also needed to continue to suppress the local area.

There are also some other miscellaneous items such as family members who are unable to move, as well as husbands who are not capable of fighting along the way. However, after being armed, they can scare ordinary people and maintain order on the streets.

Therefore, although it is said to be a 50,000-00 left-behind army, in fact, the actual number of eight or nine thousand troops in Zhou Huaian (more than more full-time soldiers cannot afford to support them, but it will affect the basic balance between local population and organizational productivity), the remaining number of troops will at least shrink and be counted.

However, under Meng Qi's direct leadership, there were about two and a half elite old battalions. One of them continued to be in Shaoguan, where the rebel army had little strategic and defensive value. The first battalion followed him to guard the inner city of Guangzhou, and half of the battalions were the few mobile cavalry among the rebel army; these were enough to become the backbone and support force of these miscellaneous corpses.

In addition, under the name of the left and right patrol commanders, which were almost deceased, there was a patrol team of 2,000 people, but only light-fitting security maintenance power with knives and small cards; the nominal chief officer was Lin Yan, deputy envoy of the left-behind department.

In this way, let alone most of the armed forces controlled by Meng Qi; theoretically, relying on Lin Yan's power alone is enough to rotate with the battalions of guards around Zhou Huaian, showing a staggering balance.

It seems that some of the people in power in the General's Mansion have also worked hard to do a lot of effort, and within the power structure of the Left-behind Department, they have tried their best to curb most of the opportunities and possibilities that they may become bigger and seize rights.

But this is just an ideal state. In reality, it depends on the actual operation of the person; but obviously Lin Yan's performance will inevitably disappoint them; he didn't care much about this team at all.

Therefore, under Zhou Huaian's unintentional mention, he easily asked not to make any demands and put the daily training procedures he had re-edited and put them into the training plan of Hu Niezi led by Chai Ping. This gave Zhou Huaian a legitimate reason to follow the organizational re-construction process, mix sand and infiltrate influence.

In addition to the local grassroots structure established by Zhou Huaian, there is also some execution power and corresponding force guarantee in Guangzhou city. However, this hidden impact expansion requires time to gradually be reflected.

The sound of wind, bamboo shadows, flowers, stones, rockery, and rockery, the rustling springs of the rockery, the sound of birds and insects seemed to be invisible, and only the only sound was left.

"Have all the clouds been predicted that day

So the steps are light

To avoid disturbing

Our Time

Because it's destined to be so few

The wind blows the white clouds

Where have you been

When I miss you

I look up and smile, do you know?”

However, the soft voice of the little maid Qingluo, once again awakened Zhou Huaian from these thoughts and memories of gains and losses; then smiled and picked up a piece of crystal tea paste with bamboo chopsticks, and then picked up a piece of green dumpling with sugar flowers, and then savored and exclaimed.

"A Luo, your craftsmanship has improved again."

"It's all my husband's teachings..."

The eyes were as smiling as crescent moons, and the green roving fan in his arms was filled with joy and joy.

"Nu Nu just carried it forward..."

"How about the amber crisps made by Nunu again...."

"But we blended the newly sent frosting and stone honey, and the fried five-colored nuts..."

But her unhappy appearance was a bit of a girlish silly, and she had a hint of cuteness. It made people want to bully her so hard that she would be begging her for mercy, or she would be forced to use eighteen poses before it was dark.

"No hurry, no hurry..."

Zhou Huaian waved his hand.

"Let me sing a song "Tea Picking Music" first..."

"Sister, go up the mountain to pick tea..."

The gentle singing sounded again. However, Zhou Huaian suddenly thought of a classic scene in "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer" that he had watched countless times;

At the last moment of his life, Yue Linshan, who met his bad younger sister, was singing this Fujian folk song he taught when he first met Lin Ping. In the sweet memories of being here, living, and loving, he died in the arms of his senior brother Linghu Chong.

"What's wrong with Mr. Lang..."

Qingluo, who had finished singing the song again, couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't it that Nunu sang well?"

"I was just aroused by some past thoughts, and I was a little moved with a hint of sight."

Zhou Huaian's undisguised way.

"But I don't know who has such a blessing that can make the husband worry about him..."

"This man has passed away, only regrets and regrets are left."

"Since it is an old regret, I'll ask my husband to cherish it more."

Then, she said in a panic in a panic a little shocked and shy manner.

"Have the Nunu passed..."

"Well, as a punishment, let's sing another song "Golden Clothes" for me..."

Zhou Huaian smiled suddenly and said.

"It must be the full lyrics of Du Qiuniang's original song..."

Qingluo then started singing again with a little shyness

"I advise you not to cherish your golden clothes,

I advise you to cherish your youth.

The flowers are to be folded,

Don’t wait for the empty branches to be broken.”

Then she continued to sing:

"Late night, lonely lamp, caring about the past,

Who can I pay for all my worries?

I'm not sure of myself,

Besides, how to think.

What is the earth and what is beyond the sky?

It refers to what to do and what to do and what to do and what to do and what to do.

What does the ear mean and what does the eyes mean and what does the eyes mean and what does the eyes mean and see.

I pursue my dreams at a young age, and I feel a little idle.

A little bit of idleness, a little bit of hesitation.

With a finger of quicksand, time will be thin in a blink of an eye.”

The whole sentence of such a long song "Golden Luyi" is introduced by the song "Du Qiuniang's poem", which is like a storm, and Qingluo's temples and forehead are already slightly sweaty.

It is said that the ancients could express the affairs of men and women so righteously and poeticly, which was also a kind of fun and joy. To say that Du Qiuniang, a famous prostitute from Jinling, was also a legendary figure.

At the age of 15, she was the concubine of the Zhenhai Jiedushi, and made the popular "Golden Lu Yi"; later Li Qi resisted the imperial court's reduction of the vassals and died, but was fed by Emperor Xianzong of Tang and assisted the court; when Emperor Xianzong of Tang was suddenly killed by eunuchs, she became Fu Mu, who was pointed out to Li Coo, the king of Zhang. Then she conspired with Prime Minister Song Shenxi to get rid of the eunuch Wang Shoucheng, who was deposed and appointed three emperors, and was eventually defeated and exiled to his hometown;

When he was dying, Du Mu made a special trip to visit him and sang his life as a poem. He can be said to be a romantic figure who has both the rituals and the rituals of the country. He is also an inspirational idol who is comparable to the wife of the country, Li Wa, and a generation of scholars. Compared with the social parasites under the banner of pastoral feminism in later generations, I wonder how many streets it will surpass.

"When it comes to Du Qiuniang, aren't you the seniors you once looked up to?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Huaian expressed his feelings,

"Actually, Nunu thinks that the most advantageous thing is the husband in this world...."

Qingluo, who was breathing gently, complimented in a soft voice.

"Not only can you know the songs of Xifan (Kangding Love Song), Nanman (Erhai Ballad), and the songs of the Shu (Aobao Meeting), but you are also good at understanding the music of the Indian and Anju vocals... I am afraid that I will never learn it in my life."

"And don't belittle yourself, you have your own talents and preferences..."

Zhou Huaian smiled.

"I just walked far, so I naturally had a little more knowledge."

"By the way, Aluo, how are you interacting with those old sisters?"

"According to the command of the Langjun, they are willing to give some effort to the rebel army..."

Hearing this, Qingluo suddenly stood up and said seriously.

"That's good,"

Zhou Huaian nodded and said.

"Please worry more about this. Just tell me if you have any news."

"I have corresponding thanks and rewards. Even if there is something unwilling to do, I can block them..."

"Besides, there are many things to use in the future... so you don't need to be too reserved."

"The sisters from Nunu's tutoring house have thanked you..."

Qingluo was full of gratitude and joy.

Since most of the rebels left, the authority that truly dominated the city was concentrated in the hands of three people; in the new changes and situations, these women who did not have other skills to make a living were also a little nervous and nervous.

Now, it is finally time to use her as a new backer. Even if you pay a little price and other things, it is natural.
To be continued...