Death of Injury (2)

In this era, it is not uncommon for powerful people to have weapons, and even ordinary people have big swords and spears, no one cares about it. Only crossbows cannot do it, only the country's army can have crossbows, and the carts intercepted at the city gate are loaded with many bows and crossbows and arrows. This is to rebel!

The barbarians who were guarding the vehicles were forced to be stopped by the gatekeepers. They lived in Sichuan for many years and knew what this meant. Seeing that the crossbow arrows were turned out, they all wanted to break free and escape. The number of barbarians in the city increased for no reason, and the envoys of the court were here. The gatekeepers also knew that this was an extraordinary period, so they tried their best to stop them. During this dispute, several barbarians fell to the ground by accident by swords and guns. Seeing this, the barbarians in the city rushed up and took out the beheaded guy to kill the more than ten official troops. This was a real rebellion!

Yan Yu was on the way to come, and he did not return to the prefect's mansion when he found that the situation was not good. He ran away from the city gate on the other side. The barbarians rushed to cause trouble, and when he saw Yan Yu run away, he surrounded the prefect's mansion.

When Yan Yu brought people back and found out that the prefect Fei Yan had been killed, Yan Yu was extremely regretful. Not only did the barbarians have great power, many of the things were unreasonable. Yan Yu wanted to avenge Fei Yan, but he always warned himself not to be impulsive. This matter might be implicated in the entire Nanzhong region, and it was absolutely necessary to solve it by force.

A few days later, Hu Ji, the General of the Cavalry, and Zhuge Zhan, Guangluxun, arrived with 15,000 troops. The two met and exchanged information with each other hit it off. So there was no delay. Hu Ji and Yan Yu were stationed outside the city with his men, and Zhuge Zhan took a few people to call the door to negotiate with the barbarians.

As soon as the prison door opened, a thin old man walked into it. The prison guard locked the prison door and turned away. Chen Qi sat upright, raised his eyelids and said, "Mr. Yang is visiting late at night. Could it be that he came to see Chen off for the last journey?"

Yang Xi sat cross-legged opposite Chen Yu and smiled bitterly: "Since His Majesty decided that I would be responsible for this case, my family has been in peace, and I have suffered from Fengzong."

"I feel relieved when Mr. Yang is tried by me. I'm sorry to ask Mr. Yang to bring a message to everyone, and I say that Mr. Chen is more trustful than Mr. Yang." After that, Chen Qi stood up and bowed deeply to Mr. Yang.

Yang Xi stood up and held him up and said, "Why should Fengzong do this? I'm here to talk to Fengzong this time."

After several days of prison life, Chen Fu looked calm and had a few wrinkles on his forehead. The two of them sat back, and Chen Fu said, "I don't know what your Majesty meant."

Yang Xi sighed, and at this time the prison gate opened again, the prison guards brought wine and side dishes, and arranged them to leave. Chen Qi was not polite, and he filled the wine glass and handed it to Yang Xi, and drank it on his own.

"Phoenix, phoenix, what kind of virtue is declining? The past cannot be advised, but the coming can still be pursued."

Yang Xi watched Chen Yu sing as he sang with his chopsticks, and his expression remained unchanged: "Your Majesty, I am not unaware of the significance of it, right?"

Chen Qi said: "When will Duke Yang start the trial?"

"The people in Wuyang City caused chaos in the south, and there were also rioters in Hanjia and other places taking the opportunity to engage in affairs. The court was so busy inside and outside that I couldn't help but miss Fengzong." Yang Xi took a sip of wine and stared at Chen Fu.

"As the official said, Chen is thankful for the time." Chen Qi smiled without any flaws.

Yang Opera seemed to have not heard of it, as if he was meditating and motionless. Chen Qi said strangely, "What is Yang Gong thinking about?"

"I miss Li Zhengfang, Liao Gongyuan." He looked at Chen Yu meaningfully, and Yang Xi stood up and left.

Yang Xi walked for a long time, and Chen Qi sighed in a sad expression. It was not that he did not understand the meaning of Yang's joke, but that it involved Chen and Xu's family's lives of nearly a thousand people, and he had to think carefully before he could make a decision. Using the matter in the palace to put pressure on Liu Chan was only the first step in the plan. The next step was to instigate the barbarians to riot against Liu Chan's new policy. The situation in various places was severe, and the court was all their own wings. His Majesty could only rely on himself to put pressure on Liu Chan. This method was Chen Qi's plan. According to past experience, what Liu Chan hated the most was dealing with such a Luo Ran matter.

A wise man must make a mistake. Who knew that the first step was to go to the army and the whole clan was thrown into prison and cut off contact with the outside world. The people who contacted the four counties did not know the news, but just acted according to the plan. Now the rebels in the four counties have broken away from their control, and what they can do next depends on their choice.

Characters like Yang Xi can naturally see the key point, so they came to remind themselves tonight. Although Li Yan was demoted, his descendants were still trusted by the court to hold important positions. Liao Li was exiled to Wenshan, and someone once proposed to activate them, but at that time, His Majesty had no psychological policy and he was left alone. Is this implying that the crime was only for the leader, and the rest were given lighter? Is this what Yang Xi meant or His Majesty mean? Thinking about the lives of the two clans, the young and old, was in his hands, and Chen Qi tossed and turned and did not sleep all night.

After leaving the prison room, the carriage outside the door was waiting. Fan Jian stood by the carriage and waited patiently. Seeing Yang Xi come out, Fan Jian hurriedly met with expectation in his eyes. Yang Xi did not speak, nodded and shook his head. When the two got in the car, Fan Jian asked, "Have you gained anything from this trip?"

"Chen Fengzong has been with the people for a long time, so he can't be shaken for a while. I am ashamed." Yang Xi said lightly.

"Your Majesty firmly disagrees with the transfer of troops from Hanzhong to help. There is no news about the four counties. What should I do if there is any problem?" Fan Jian was very worried about the situation in China, especially Chengdu, and sighed.

"A few days ago, I have already sent someone to report to Hanzhong. I believe that Jiang Boyue will make a decision freely." Yang Xi said disapprovingly.

Fan Jian was happy to hear this and said, "Mr. Yang has made arrangements, and I am really ashamed of myself." This sentence is in my heart. Yang Xi was recuperating at home, and he took action as soon as he heard the news. Fan Jian and others were helpless in their important positions. Compared with the two, Fan Jian felt relieved.

"Changyuan lives in the temple and is bound to be constrained by the form. He is generally a country-oriented person. Why do you feel ashamed of it?" Yang Xi said with a smile, staring at the outside of the car with no smile at all.

Two men came today outside the Pranma Village in southern suburbs of Chengdu. One looked slightly red and had a beard bag, and the other was tall and long arms and leopard eyes surrounded by whiskers. It was Guan Yi and Zhang Zun brothers. The Pranma Village had always been in and out at will. Taking advantage of the capital of Shu Han, it gathered merchants from all over the country, which was very lively. The village manager was used to seeing the horses and buying horses. So he led the two into the village. The farmhouse was extremely large and there were so many horses, with a total of five hundred horses. The two wandered for a while, but couldn't find where Ma Cheng was, so they had to inquire about it.

Horses admit that the reason why good horses are rare is that in addition to being rare, more importantly, the most good horse breeds are always a minority in the Central Plains. The first few generations were naturally good horses, but after generations of reproduction, their bloodlines often fade and become dull. Maintaining the purity of bloodlines is the only way to produce more good horses.

The inner horse of the Houzhuang was lying on the stone with his clothes open, and he was watching the three sons train their horses. There was a fence around the open space, and the horse training was carried out. On both sides were stables, with six or seven horses tied to it. Seeing that the young masters were getting more and more handsome in horse training, the servants and the servants cheered. Ma Cheng smiled slightly and was also happy about the growth of his sons. The Houzhuang was a good horse, and only the high-ranking friends or the owner's close friends could enter and buy it. Therefore, there were many servants outside the door, and the servants were responsible for guarding them.

Inadvertently, two strangers appeared next to the fence at some point, pointing at the young masters who were training horses in the field. Someone first discovered the existence of the two, so he yelled: "Who are you? I wonder if you are not allowed to enter here?" When everyone heard the sound, a red-faced man and a black-faced man stood side by side, laughing.

Ma Cheng on the stone platform in the distance was tangled with his eyebrows, signaling the villager beside him to go outside the door to take a look. He silently knocked down five or six servants at the door. These two were definitely not ordinary people. Judging from their bodies and demeanor, they did not make enemies with anyone, so why did these two people come?

Facing the scolding of everyone, Guan Yi did not react much, and he held his hands behind his back and watched leisurely. There was naturally no Ma Cheng among the noisy crowd. The three teenagers who trained horses in the horse farm had good skills but their age was not consistent. Only a middle-aged man was lying on the stone platform seven or eight feet away, looking at this place coldly without any movement. The Ma family's shopkeeper was even more angry when he saw Guan Yi's attitude, and someone picked up a whip and whipped it.

Zhang Zun laughed, and when he stretched out his long arms, he grabbed the whip. There was obviously a surprise and hurriedly pulled it back, and he used his strength to rush. Zhang Zun joked, "Are you leaving this good horse for your own use?" After saying that, he waved his arm quickly. The one holding the whip had just used all his strength and was exhausted. Zhang Zun suddenly staggered and knocked through the fence and fell to the ground.

Seeing Zhang Zun's effortless look, the shopkeepers knew that they could not get it in the past, so they didn't dare to do it for a while. Zhang Zun walked forward and everyone retreated. When they arrived at the stable, Zhang Zun stopped and reached out to the forehead of a horse. The horse seemed to know that Zhang Zun was not easy to mess with, so they let Zhang Zun rub it.

"I don't know who is in charge, I want this horse!" Zhang Zun asked, his eyes already locked on Ma Cheng.

"Master of the Manor! No, all the brothers outside the door have been brought down!" Zhuang Ke, who was out to visit, turned his head and shouted in a panic.

Zhang Zun was about to answer, but only when he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, two young men rushed over. Guan Yi, who was not far away, looked slightly dark. Seeing this, his brothers were not right to break through, but the two young men were too ruthless. Seeing the horse running, he knew it was a fierce horse, and he ran into Zhang Zun from behind. If he hit him, he would not die quickly and would not live for a few days.
Chapter completed!