"Mr. Zuo, I have been in the army for nearly ten days. I have a weak wife and old father at home. I always think of this and feel sad. My great kindness is in my heart."

Outside Guzhou City, Zuo Liangchen's barracks and in the central army's tent. Li Xin bowed and bowed to Zuo Liangchen who was standing on the high seat.[]

"Mr. Li, I believe you can see that too. I won't let you go back." Zuo Liangchen looked at Li Xin who was resigning. This was Li Xin's eighth time resigned. He would visit him every day. Zuo Liangchen always used all kinds of excuses. Today, he was really tired of this fake trick, so he simply said bluntly.

Li Xin was stunned and raised his starry eyes to look at Zuo Liangchen. Of course he knew what the other party was thinking, but the other party had not said it for a day, which proved that he still had a chance. Today, it was finally time for a showdown.

"I can't write down the following text, and martial arts cannot kill the enemy. I really can't think of what the use of lord staying in the military camp." Li Xin did not show any annoyance, but instead spoke slowly.

"I can't compare to you?" Zuo Liangchen stood up, walked to Li Xin with his hands behind his back, and replied, "Mr. Li is also a master of the master, and his essay skills are a hundred times better than mine. As for the ability to kill enemies? Seeing that Mr. Li has calluses on his hands, he knew that Mr. Li also learned swordsmanship. He only knows how to do a few hands and three-legged cat kung fu."

Speaking of this, Zuo Liangchen smiled slightly: "Even I am useful in this military camp. How could it be useless with Mr. Li's great talent?"

"How dare I compare myself with the adults!"

"Why can't it?" Zuo Liangchen said sincerely: "Now that the thief is rising, the Eastern Captains invade the border, and the country is in danger, it is necessary for a talent like Mr. Li to join the army. Ancient poem says, "It is better to be a centurion than a scholar." Why should Mr. Li be humble?"

Li Xin shook his head: "The idea of ​​"is different from that of an adult. Xin is just a scholar. How can he manage these major national affairs? The land of China and a vast country have produced many talented people. The adults are too praiseworthy. Not to mention the distance, he said that he was in his prime and led the army in his prime. He started his career in Shaanxi and has now arrived in Nanzhili. He is a hundred times more successful. Why should he force him to do so?"

"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. When Mr. Li was in Qi County, he was in prison for the sake of the villagers. Are he unwilling to serve the people of the Ming Dynasty now?" Zuo Liangchen persuaded.

"snort!"

After hearing Zuo Liangchen's words, a faint smile appeared on Li Xin's face, but with a hint of contempt and a hint of disdain: "According to what the Lord said, if Xin does not join the Lord's army, he will ignore the lives and death of the people? If he joins the army, he will serve the people of Daming?"

Li Xin's advantage in remarks was the only one who saw Zuo Liangchen in his life. But when he saw the ridicule on the other party's face, Zuo Liangchen was a little angry. As the saying goes, it is hard to explain the reason when a scholar meets a soldier. Your father is just a retired Minister of War. Compared with the Donglin Party, which is as high as the top Donglin Party, it has already been sunset. Even Zhao Yingbi, he would kill him as soon as he says, let alone you, a small Li Xin.

Seeing Zuo Liangchen's anger, Li Xin showed great calmness. He gently flicked his clothes, his movements and behaviors were not at all distracted. Then he lifted up and looked directly into Zuo Liangchen's eyes, with even more ridiculous expressions in his eyes.

"Would you rather die than serve me?"

Seeing Li Xin's actions, Zuo Liangchen understood that the other party had a desperate ambition and just waited for his order.

"Come here!"

Zuo Liangchen shouted suddenly.

"grown ups!"

Following the sound, the two personal soldiers walked in and bowed to Zuo Liangchen.

"Take Mr. Li down, make arrangements, and serve day and night!"

"Yes!" The two personal soldiers immediately understood Zuo Liangchen's thoughts and immediately responded.

"Mr. Li, please!" Zuo Liangchen turned sideways and gave in.

Li Xin was stunned, but he didn't expect that he was like this, and Zuo Liangchen refused to kill him. So much so that his previous thoughts failed, he actually felt a sense of loss that things were not in his own hands.

"Goodbye next!"

After all, Li Xin was not Mi Heng, and he could do something to take off his clothes and beat the drum and scold Cao naked. He loved his image more than his life, otherwise he would not have to tidy up his clothes before he was about to die.

"As sooner or later, I have to let you work for me willingly." Seeing Li Xin going out, Zuo Liangchen said secretly, but he had a headache. Because he has not yet found a good way to make Li Xin accept his fate.

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"Sir, a messenger has arrived!"

Just less than a quarter of an hour after Li Xin left, a loud shout came from outside the door.

"It's so fast!" Zuo Liangchen said in his heart. It was only a day and a half before a messenger came to Guzhou. But he had already expected this and what should come would come. He didn't want to hide, so he shouted: "Bring it in!"

The messenger was carried into the tent by two soldiers. He was exhausted, and the cotton coat outside his body was frozen hard and tight, like a layer of ice armor. At first glance, he was running a long way.

"Sir, the governor of Huaiyang, Lord Yang Yipeng, arrived." The messenger saw Zuo Liangchen standing tall under the seat, so he forced himself to hold his fists.

"Come on!" Zuo Liangchen waved his hand and signaled. Immediately, a soldier helped the Blue Flag messenger take off the leather tube from behind and handed it to Zuo Liangchen.

Zuo Liangchen took the leather tube and was not in a hurry to open it. While examining the gold seal on the weaving seal on the leather tube, he kept thinking.

Yang Yipeng was a hot senior official of the Chongzhen Dynasty. When he was in Guizhou, he rebelled in Bozhou and did not spend a single army or a soldier to pacify him. When Wei Zhongxian was in power, he dismissed him from office. After the Wei Party was executed, he returned to the court. Now he served as the Minister of Revenue, the governor of the Caoyun River, and the governor of Zhongdu. In history, he was abandoned and executed because Fengyang was captured by the two bandits Gao and Li.

"Sir, when Lord Yang came, he ordered, please do not see the edict in person and give a reply." Seeing Zuo Liangchen repeatedly watching with the leather tube, but never taking it apart, the messenger couldn't help but remind him.

"Yes!" Zuo Liangchen looked up suddenly, looking straight at the messenger, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

The messenger only felt that Zuo Liangchen wanted to eat people, so he did not dare to look at him at all, so he quickly lowered his head guiltily.

Zuo Liangchen then sat there, lit the fire, roasted the wax seal, opened the leather tube, and took out Yang Yipeng's flying edict from it.

"Are you going? Retreat? What do you want to do?"

Feixiu is extremely simple, with only these eight characters, and the blood-red seal of the Huaiyang Governor was covered with the seal of the blood. Although the number of words is small, each character is skinny, especially the last character, and its strength is almost penetrated through the back of the paper. It is obvious that the person who writes is in extreme anger.

After reading the letter, Zuo Liangchen was not shocked at all. Everything was in his preparation. If Yang Yipeng was still hypocritical about asking about his well-being at this time, then he would be really terrible.

"Kuncen's footsteps: Because the subordinates are punished, the bandits must attack Fengyang, and are scheduled to be before the Shangyuan Festival. Therefore, they will lead troops to support. If the bandits do not move, the subordinates will not move. Good ministers will pause their heads!"

After Zuo Liangchen took a pen and wrote such a passage on the letter paper, he put his name on it and handed it over to the messenger after using the seal.
Chapter completed!