New Story of Lv Bu

Some people get promoted and make a fortune, and others are unlucky. The two princes bear the brunt.

In September, Anping Wang Liu Xu was accused of treason, executed and revoked the state lockdown. At the beginning, Liu Xu was captured by the Yellow Turban Army, and Anping people redeemed him. The imperial court discussed and planned to restore his feudal state. Yilang Li Xie put forward: "As a feudal king, Liu Xu not only failed to fulfill his duties and damaged the reputation of the imperial court. He should not be allowed to restore the state." The imperial court did not listen to Li Xie's opinion. Li Xie was accused of slandering the clan and sent to Zuo School to perform hard labor. In less than a year, Anping Wang Liu Xu was executed for the crime, and Li Xie was released and re-appointed Yilang. The people of Luoyang in the capital linked this incident with their father Li Gu’s refusal to establish a quality emperor and Huan emperor.

On September 3rd, Dasima Lubu and Zuoqiqi General Huang Fusong led a letter to the court, exempting all Jizhou, Yuzhou Yingchuan, Chen Guo, Runan, and Jingzhou Nanyang from taxes for one year, and the imperial Ming Dynasty approved it. The people in these places were ecstatic and rushed to tell each other. The people said in a song: "The world is in chaos and the market is the market. The mother does not protect her son or wife and loses her husband.

On this day, 30,000 Yellow Turban captives climbed the Jingxing Path and arrived at Taiyuan County. Among the 30,000 yellow-turbaned captives, only 8,000 were young and strong, and the rest were old and weak women and children. During the ten days of Guangzong’s stay, the young and young Huangjinzhuang had been reunited with their families, and spent a lot of effort on this with the state military.

"It's on the ground!" Uncle Liu sat down, took off his helmet and gasped for breath. "Tell the big guy to rest for half an hour, eat some dry food and drink some water." "No!" Erwazi and Zhao Sier responded. In the past ten days, the three of them have been together day and night, and they have arrived long ago. Hear the song and know the point of elegance.

The 30,000 Yellow Turban captives were escorted by two thousand Qingzhou soldiers led by Uncle Liu. Although there were more than one thousand trucks, but excluding the weight of food and luggage, there were only seven or eight hundred people who could sit on them, which was completely insufficient. In desperation, Uncle Liu had to order the children and the sick to ride in the car, and the rest of them all walked. In this way, thousands of old and weak were carried over by two thousand Qingzhou soldiers.

As a result, the marching speed slowed down, and it took 30,000 people three days to complete the Jingxing Pass for dozens of miles. Fortunately, there were no casualties. This made Uncle Liu very gratified. He really didn't want to see blood and corpses anymore. He was more important than anything else.

"According to the route we planned, we can reach Jinyang, the capital of Taiyuan County tomorrow morning, and then take a boat southward from there, then eastward, into the big river near Pi's, and go upstream to Wuyuan County. It’s a bit of a road, but the benefits are obvious, that is, there is no need to travel long distances. Most of our 30,000 people are old and weak, women and children, and this is the best way to go."

Erwazi flicked a map, pointed the route on it and said carefully. Uncle Liu took the map and looked at it carefully and nodded vigorously. Needless to say, this route was chosen very well, at least a few thousand people would be killed. At this time, Zhao Sier hurried in with an eagle letter. "The above asked us to select five hundred senior citizens and senior officials and officials of all sizes. Two days later, we will go to Jinyang to visit." "Really?" Liu Bo and Erwazi were moved. They have heard people say that Bingzhou is a rare paradise for kings. , It is much better than the heaven in the ideal of the Great Teacher Zhang Jiao, so you must take a closer look.

On the morning of September 6th, more than a hundred large and expansive eight-treasure chariots arrived at the big camp in the south of Jinyang City. A military officer in regular clothes jumped out of the car and greeted everyone who had been waiting.

"My fathers and villagers! My surname is Li, so everyone will call me Li Junhou! The visit will last two days. The first day was outside the city, mainly focusing on the fields and water conservancy facilities, and the second day was in the city. Chengchi Mansion Treasury. Da Sima has long been instructed to watch whatever you want to see, and just ask if you want to ask. There is nothing to hide from the state."

"Da Sima is so courageous!" The Qingzhou soldiers applauded loudly. Their fate has long been tied to the Bingzhou Army, and they think they are from the Bingzhou Army, so they naturally want to support themselves. But the Yellow Turban captives kept silent one by one, slandering in their hearts, and there was nothing to hide from the state? What a big tone! In the past two days, I must take a closer look, and I have to pick out a few problems and slap the Bingzhou Army and Dasima Lubu in the face!

"Hahahaha!" someone laughed aloud. "Da Sima Lubu said so loudly! I will take a closer look at Bu Si to see what Bingzhou is like!" Bu Si? Everyone was stunned. Could it be that Jizhou Huangjin Dafang Qushuai Bu Si? I saw that man turned his head and bowed his hands to everyone. It turned out that it was really generous Qushuai Bu Si!

"Yes! A certain person is the former yellow turban and generous Qushuai Bu Si, and now he is just a prisoner. In August, I was taken prisoner in the East County Cangting together with Uncle Zhang and Liang Zhongning. Poor Uncle Zhang and Liang Zhongning were wounded so badly that they finally died of heaven. I was left alone, Bu Si, and I refused the invitation of Da Sima Lubu to join the Qingzhou Soldiers, and I just wanted to die quickly! But he laughed:'Qu Shuai, since you want to die with all your heart, you don’t care if you die a few days later. It’s never too late to die after watching it.’”

Speaking of this, Bu Si raised his voice: "Then I will take a good look, and there is something in Binzhou worthy of not dying!" "Good!" "Qu Shuai mighty!" "Twenty years later, he will be another man!" The Yellow Turban captive They cheered loudly, quite a bit of a posture to make a difference with the Union State Army.

You can destroy us physically and capture us, but don't expect to conquer us spiritually. We are Taiping people with firm beliefs! Seeing Bu Si's impassionedness there, Li Junhou turned a blind eye to see the glances of everyone, he raised his hand calmly.

"Well, if you have nothing to ask, please trust Ma Youyan to look around. I don't know if Bu Qushuai can lead the way? I will follow behind and take care of your logistics." When he heard his tone, everyone was stunned. Can you really watch it casually? Didn’t we plan the route and let us see it?

Li Junhou saw everyone's doubts and explained with a smile. "Actually, there is no difference wherever you look at the entire Binzhou. I chose Jinyang because you can board the boat from here and go directly to Jiuyuan City. When you arrive at Jiuyuan City, you will feel that Jinyang has withdrawn 100,000 yuan compared to Jiuyuan City. Eight thousand miles!" "Bringing!" "Just blow it, next year's cowhide will definitely not be able to sell, the cows will be blown to death by you!"

If Li Junhou hadn't heard of it, his face was still light, and he gave his hand: "Qushuai, please!"

With a face of disdain, Bu Si ran westward for seven or eight miles, and seven or eighty people were plowing the fields in front of him. These farmers wear straw hats and short shorts with bare feet. They are helping the cows to work, but they are singing in their mouths. The song said: Persuade Erqin to cultivate the fields, and Yingercangzhongsu. Advise Erfa Sang strain to take it on your body. The grass is not green in color. Once Cyclonus entered the forest, all leaves could not reach the wood. If youth does not cultivate, how can it end by itself.

The lyrics are so plain that everyone understands it as soon as they hear it. The farmers sing the song "Plowing the Field". "That's it." Bu Si jumped out of the car, strode to the farmers, and bowed his hands to salute. "Someone passed by here, and heard the princes sing, and felt quite moved, so I got out of the car and talked about it! I'm disturbing!"

Two elders stood out from the crowd, both with bright hair and gray faces, but they looked very energetic, and when they saw Bu Si saluting, they quickly bowed their hands in return. "I don't know if the nobles are coming, if you have missed a long way to welcome, please atonement! The little old man's surname is Zhang, this surname is Li, these people are the juniors of my two!" "These seventy or eighty people are all juniors of your two elders? Disrespectful and disrespectful! I don't know how old the two elders live?"

"Oh!" Bu Si was stunned, Han Law: The king's rod is more than seventy years old, and it is more than six hundred stones. It means that people who are more than 70, compared with the treatment of six hundred stones, do not need to bow down when seeing officials. Because life is hard, there are very few elderly people over 70. "How is the government treating you?" Bu Si asked.

"Excellent!" Li Weng replied, "The king's rod is more than seventy years old, and it is less than six hundred stones. The monthly salary is issued early, and there are still wine and meat in the three festivals and one birthday in the county every year. We all hold banquets and invite us to have a drink. This is the Da Sima Mansion. I have also had a drink once!" Li Weng smiled from ear to ear when he said of these brilliant experiences.

Just as Bu Si was talking with the two old men, everyone got out of the car and talked with the farmers. Bingzhou unexpectedly used cattle farming. Seventy to eighty people actually used nearly 20 cattle, which is unthinkable in the densely populated Jizhou. In the eyes of aristocratic families, landlords and wealthy people, cows and horses are worth more than the followers.

"This plow is an all-iron plow, not the common iron-clad plow on the market. The angles on the left and right sides are also much smaller. This makes it easier to lift the soil and saves fine iron. These farm tools are all made of iron. Yes, it is much easier to use than wooden and iron-clad ones." The farmers introduced each piece of farm tools carefully, and the captives of the Yellow Turban were very interested.

They were originally farmers with their faces on the loess and their backs to the sky. These farm tools are extremely cordial to them, just like old friends who get along. Because it's so familiar, I can't deceive them at all. But for them, everything is fresh. From cattle farming, new-style all-iron farm tools, to farming techniques, to Bingzhou’s unique field method and crop rotation, and the large trees planted every few hundred steps, they were ecstatic.

"Everyone, we have delayed half an hour, so we have to make up for it! Come, let's go down to the fields together, first plant the wheat and adzuki beans, let's talk carefully!" Bu Si yelled, took off his shoes, and rolled up his trouser legs. When they left the field, everyone quickly took off their shoes and trousers and followed Shimoda.

Zhang Weng and Li Weng couldn't stop them, so they had to be thankful for their kindness and ordered them to return to the village to order the wives to prepare meals.