Moth

After a year of preparation, the Donghai Battalion has begun to take shape. The battalion has a total of 8000 people, 1 warships, and is divided into four battalions. They are arranged in an oblique square on the open sea in the East China Sea.In the beginning, it was true that 1 people were equipped, but the plan could not keep up with the changes. 8000 people sailed to the East China Sea. Once on board, thousands of people fainted. They trained, eliminated, and selected every day. [-] people were placed.

Liu Changzhou stood on the prow of the nearest warship near the coast and looked around. Looking at the entire lineup of ships, perhaps he gained confidence, and felt that the threats hidden in the unknown area at the front line of the sea and the sky had dissipated. half.

He solemnly handed over the only seal of the Donghai Camp to Han Xiao, saying: "General Chuli, Izumi knows, maybe it's time to rest in peace."

He raised his hand and turned back and forth. The signal soldiers standing on the high place immediately waved the flag, and the [-] soldiers on the [-] ships quickly assembled into a row and formed several square formations on the deck.

Since the Donghai Camp had to keep its eyes and ears covered at all times, there were no horns bleating on its first day of birth.The [-] soldiers standing on the deck stood solemnly, and threw an identification tag into the turbulent sea with one stroke, expressing a meaning with this silent action——

To sacrifice one's life to go to a country in calamity is to regard death as one's home.

Liu Changzhou breathed a long sigh of relief, and the previous feeling of desolation and powerlessness of "everything in the mountains and rivers and empty thoughts" disappeared.

He was just about to go back to the cabin when he suddenly heard a very slight noise behind him.The sound was extremely short, and was quickly covered up by the sound of the rolling waves. The soldiers around were all mournful, and no one seemed to have noticed this detail.Perhaps it was out of the martial artist's intuition, he subconsciously turned his body sideways, and at the same time flew a crescent knife towards the source of the sound.As a result, when he turned sideways, an unprecedented thin hook pierced into his right arm in a wind-wrapped arc, which happened to be at the height of his heart.

There was an uproar on the ship—on the first day the East China Sea Camp was established, the main general was assassinated.

The accident happened so suddenly that the old men around Liu Changzhou didn't seem to be able to react. They all took a step forward subconsciously, raised a hand, and created a look of walking with one hand and one foot.Liu Changzhou glanced around, smiled lightly, and said slowly, "Why panic?"

After a while, several soldiers twisted a man's arm and pushed him out.That man was a small person who would be forgotten as soon as he turned around. He was kicked in the hollow of the knee and rolled under Liu Changzhou's feet in a miserable state.He raised his head and looked over, but his expression was very leisurely, with a kind of ease of completing the mission, and he was quite proud when he was about to die, and he looked at Liu Changzhou with disdain in his eyes.

There was an ugly hook hanging on Liu Changzhou's arm, he squatted down leisurely, pulled out a soldier's saber with his backhand, supported the man's chin with the handle, and said calmly: "Which bastard sent you here?" But the actions of his subordinates were extremely different from this question, as if he didn't expect to hear anything dry from this person's mouth, he grabbed that person's throat and began to exert strength.

The expression on the man's face was a strange smile from the beginning to the end, as if he had a plan in mind, not only did he not show any pain, the curvature of the smile on his lips did not change at all, and he even mouthed it under the shackles of Liu Changzhou's palm A few words: "I, Beidi, are going to... come back... and make a comeback."

After a while the man died.But before Liu Changzhou straightened up, the man's cold body began to melt little by little, first the head, then the limbs, and finally the torso.The traces left by the melting turned out to be black, as if this person was not made of meat before, and the sense of "destroying corpses and eradicating traces" is very strong.

Then something even stranger than this happened - a group of black bugs suddenly flew out from the man's holed stomach, extremely small, and as soon as they saw the light, one by one flapped their wings and headed northwest , The speed is extremely fast, and it disappears in the blink of an eye.

There was only a puddle of unidentifiable black liquid left on the deck, as if someone had just sprinkled a layer of corpse powder.

All the answers seemed to be concentrated on the strange-shaped hook on Liu Changzhou's arm.He pulled out the ugly monster with a blank face, trying to find a few words to get some information over and over again, but there was nothing on the hook.

Fang Bingbi bandaged him in a well-trained way, with a slight frown between his brows and slightly parted lips, he said in a low voice: "Is it the man in the capital who did it, or someone else?"

Liu Changzhou drew a cross on his hand, raised his eyelids and looked to the northwest, and said casually: "It's not Zongyi, I have already moved all the chess pieces in the Jiangbei camp, and Zongyi will find someone to monitor me You wouldn’t be so muddle-headed about throwing cold arrows behind your back. The purpose of that man just now was obviously not to kill me, haven’t you seen his mouth shape? So…”

Fang Bingbi: "So what?"

Liu Changzhou turned his head to look at his arm, and said with a sneer, "It's time for the Jiangbei camp to unsheath."

A few days after the group returned to Jiangbei Daying, another piece of news flew all over the country as if it had wings--the saint of Beidi will soon marry Dongying.

At the same time, Liu Changzhou waited for his first imperial edict since he took over Jiangbei Camp and his seal letter, General Fujian, Liu Changzhou.At this time, the court finally remembered the existence of the Jiangbei Camp, and the Jiangbei Camp, which was completely self-sufficient, was once again supplied by the Ministry of Household Affairs.

This series of changes all confirmed his guess - Beidi, who had been settled for more than ten years, finally couldn't bear it anymore. There is only one explanation for marrying a shitty saint, that is, Beidi will join forces with Dongying to commit crimes at the same time.It may be a bit sensational, but such a major event related to the country is better to be believed than not to be believed.

Liu Changzhou made the deployment immediately, and the entire Jiangbei battalion was immediately on standby.Since the spy dared to blatantly leave such a clear message to him, it fully proved one point - Beidi came prepared and disdainful of "surprises and surprises".

At the end of the month, as usual, Fang Bingbi went to the Yuanmen to pick up the family letter and sent it to the general's tent. When he lifted the curtain, he found Liu Changzhou sitting upright behind the desk, writing and drawing very seriously, and there was even a book at hand. Chirping ancient books.Fang Bingbi was taken aback by this discovery, and in a tone of "my family has a girl who is just growing up", he said with great comfort: "hey, the rest of my life can be counted as the day when you wear out all the thorns on your buttocks." gone."

Uncharacteristically, Liu Changzhou didn't tease him back, nor was he in a hurry to read the letter. He just held the letter and put it aside, and said in a wrong way: "Beidi and Dongying are married... If you were Zongyi, what would you think?"

Fang Bingbi looked over and said, "I will inspect my sea power." He was startled, stood up subconsciously, and said excitedly, "You mean he will know the existence of the Donghai Battalion soon?"

Liu Changzhou was silent for a while, stared at Fang Bingbi with a mocking idiot expression for a while, and then returned to seriousness.He snapped his fingers and nodded: "Yes. Zong Yi will know what I have done sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. Or...he already knows now."

When he said this, he stood up suddenly, walked around the table and patted Fang Bingbi on the shoulder, smiled apologetically, and said without thinking: "But it must not be at this juncture, At least wait until the two armies are at war. Hey... You, if you have time, go home and visit Changbin and my mother for me."

In an instant, Fang Bingbi knew the reason why Liu Changzhou urged him to get married with Chang Bin as soon as possible - before Ma Ge shrouded his body, he fulfilled his dream of bridal chamber festivities, and this life and trip were not in vain.

Sha Xing hurriedly opened the curtain of the general's tent, spitting on Liu Changzhou's face with crackling words: "Little general, there was no warning at all before, what's going on?"

Liu Changzhou pushed the sand table on his own, without making a sound.He made some changes to the original sand table, as if the first-level security outside the tent had nothing to do with him.

Fang Bingbi pushed Sha Xing with a cup of hot tea, and said unhurriedly: "A few days ago we caught a spy when we went to the East China Sea to inspect, which means that Beidi already knew the existence of the East China Sea Camp, and he even knew about the existence of the East China Sea Camp. It was separated from the Jiangbei Camp. Just imagine if it were you, would you miss this rare opportunity? The current Donghai Camp has actually only weakened the strength of the Jiangbei Camp. In their view, the Donghai Camp has everything to do. Daqing will definitely take care of one thing and lose another, if we join forces with Dongying, it seems safe. But you are old, I heard from the adjutant that you have old hemorrhoids?"

Sha Xing sighed and said, "Don't bother Lieutenant General Lao Fang, it's a decades-old problem."

Liu Changzhou, who had been silent all this time, finally left the sand table. He took the letter, and he didn’t even need to guess before opening it. It was either a golden seal or a pile of golden seals—since he and Lu Hanzhang corresponded, except for the message “I’m too busy”. , there is no other information about what Lu Hanzhang sent him.

But he is still full of girlish heart, cheaply saved a box full of dog paws, and every time he opened it, he knew it must be a broken footprint, but he still couldn't help but be full of joy, because this at least proves that The man is still safe and sound in a place in Daqing.

result……

As soon as Sha Xing left, Fang Bingbi was blowing tea leaves with his head down, when he heard the sound of a heavy object falling behind him.

When he turned around, Liu Changzhou, who insisted on sitting behind the table in the "golden rooster independence" style, finally received retribution from the table and chair—the chair was tortured by him so much that he couldn't love it, and finally decided to dismantle himself as if it were death. Liu Changzhou, who was sitting on it's head, fell heavily under the table.

Liu Changzhou was so punished that he couldn't get up on the ground. Looking carefully, his shoulders were still shaking slightly, and he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing.

Fang Bingbi walked over suspiciously, picked up the paper that flew to one side, and burst out laughing himself——

The letter writer painstakingly drew ten hysterical characters on the paper: "Life is your person, death is your ghost!" The blood red cinnabar was still used.

Looking at these words, one can imagine how the man had a jade-like face and drew talismans in a serious manner. I don't know if he was amused by himself.

Liu Changzhou laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. He sat up and snatched the piece of paper with his hands, turned on the "Showing Wife and Demon" mode, and said poorly: "Look at it? My people are still there thousands of miles away." To be able to tease me like this, haha, I love him so much."

Fang Bingbi was in a bad mood. He kicked Liu Changzhou's leg indifferently, and muttered in a low voice, "What's there to be proud of?" At least we can still keep in touch, the letters he sent to Chang Li basically disappeared.

This realistic version of "no harm without comparison" made him a little depressed, and he cursed these two dead people with no future and no limit in his heart: "their children will have no farts/holes in the future..."

Lu Hanzhang who was in Huarong sneezed a few times for no reason.

Every time Lu Hanzhang stays out of work, he has a very fair reason - work-related injury.He figured it out, it had been more than half a year since the last time he woke up in such a comfortable way that the sun was setting, but he couldn't relax right now.Because he played the role of a huge shit-stirring stick, and supported Liu Changzhou with a total of 900 million in one year through the low-threshold and high-return gambling market. And a knife in his chest.

He simply used his family as a yamen, and issued three new orders in succession on the sickbed.

First, restore Huarong's business tax.

The entire gambling market has been wiped out, so the other half of the business tax has to be paid for by all walks of life.Prior to this, Lu Hanzhang used the identity of a mysterious person to establish Huarong's first chamber of commerce. The threshold of this chamber of commerce was a little higher than that of the gambling market.After nearly [-]% of the shops in Huarong join in, the business tax will be restored.

A group of merchants who couldn't wait to join the chamber of commerce were dumbfounded, because each other had become a grasshopper on the line, and they couldn't quit anymore.However, some smart people quickly realized that Huarong's business tax is just the same as other regions, and there is no real loss for them.After a while of turmoil in the market, the gates of the yamen were closed tightly, and it became dull after being coaxed by these profit-seeking philistine businessmen for a while.

Second, recruit Octagon Warlocks.

There are many minerals in Jiangbei. Since Laishan is a mine, it means that it is possible to refine any treasure by picking up a lump of soil.Lu Hanzhang is very clear about this, but he is not a warlock after all, he knows nothing about how to smelt and what can be smelted.However, there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and he doesn't know much about it, which doesn't prevent some people in Daqing from being keen on it.

And it just so happens that Hu Lizi's iron smelting assembly line used to cover up the salt workshop is placed in the spindle alley, and it can almost come in handy after a little modification.

Third, turn all the land vacated by the Four Seas Gambling Market into medical clinics.

Liu Changzhou inadvertently complained in the letter, saying that many soldiers in the Jiangbei camp had frostbite on their hands and feet, and almost all soldiers in the Donghai camp were seasick and their morale was very low.If there is a medical center under the name of the government, first of all, the soldiers of the Jiangbei Battalion will be self-sufficient in the medicinal wine they need for minor ailments such as bruises and frostbite.

There is another consideration—he wants to be with Liu Changzhou, and since he promises to last forever, he has to work hard to find hope. The future of "holding his hand and growing old with him" is so attractive to him that it is immeasurable.

Right now, Huarong was in a state of complete disuse, and after these three orders, he relaxed a little.On the first day Zhu Dianyi allowed him to go to the field for activities, Lu Hanzhang rushed to the Yamen as if he had been beaten with blood, as if his dying laziness had been cured overnight.

Back then, he didn't know how to help the oil bottle when it was down, and he wished he could be carried to the toilet when he went out.Those happy days of playing the piano and composing poems suddenly became a thousand miles away from him, and he was almost moved to death by himself on the way to the Yamen.

Probably because I have been so busy recently that I have become habitual. Whenever I meet or hear something, I will subconsciously tie what I heard and what I see with money. So when I passed by the Hongyan Tower, I heard a singing girl singing " When the autumn shade never disperses and the frost flies in the evening, let the withered lotus listen to the sound of the rain" when the flowers were sold, he had a new bad idea——

Since sensuality can be traded, why not ideas?

Lu Hanzhang: "..."

Damn, he's got a demon, and he's crazy about money.

But to be honest, the idea was new.

When all the rectification measures were almost on the right track, he really set up an Eight Immortals table at the entrance of the market, with a flag next to it, and a line of words was written on it: "Turn a stone into gold".There are two lines of small characters next to it, "No money will be taken" and "Everything is resigned".It means that I think you look pleasing to the eye, and I will give you a trick. If I don't like it, we will meet indefinitely.

There are a lot of people at the entrance of the market, there are fortune-tellers who set tables, and there are dancers, but there are no rush to give people bad ideas.Therefore, since Lu Daxian was placed on the table of the Eight Immortals, words such as no one cared about, few people, and gloomy can give him an appropriate footnote to his touch.

Lu Hanzhang pointed to passers-by coming and going, and said to Xie Yitong who was sitting next to him: "A group of people who don't know the goods." A...strange-looking person walked by the east exit.

That man has a shaved head that is more tricky than a yin and yang head, with a few more hairs than a bald donkey. His hairstyle is a bald head that is divided in half by a strand of hair, which is combed from the front hairline to the back of the head. , tied into a broom braid at the back of the neck, sweeping in the air rebelliously, very funny.

Looking at his face again, it is simply an overgrown squash with twists and turns, and the eyes are almost squeezed out of the face.His attire is also quite strange, it's a piece of rags here and a patch here, I don't know if he wants to follow the trend of the times, but he accidentally followed him into a gang of beggars.

Lu Hanzhang was happy, he took out a green flute out of nowhere, tapped the man three times in a distance, and said leisurely: "If your second brother is here, I think he can wake up from a dream, he finally found it." A person who saves more space for his face than his eyes."

Xie Yitong went to fetch the basket very obediently, and said, "Yes. Brother, look at his knife, it's so strange."

Hearing this, Lu Hanzhang raised his head to look, but unexpectedly a knife fell from the sky, and was pressed down on the table of the Eight Immortals with a bang.He looked up along a thick arm, stared at it for a while, then smiled just right, and said: "Sir, you have come from a long way, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The man put the knife on the table, his action was consistent with the action of his pile of fat that was full of presence, wobbled and trembled for a while, sat down on the stool, without saying a word, took the table teacup.He buckled the four teacups on the table with their rims facing down, arranged them in a square shape facing each other, and took off the lid and placed them on the east side.This was not over yet, he plucked two more hairs from the few hairs on his head, and placed them on both sides of the teacup, one south and one north.

Just when Lu Hanzhang thought it was a tea array with some deep meaning...

The man said: "If the pot lid wants to avoid this structure and reach the opposite side without touching the hair on the side, what's the master plan?" His accent was very strange, and his tongue seemed unable to stick out. Straight, or it can't be rolled up when it is straightened, it sounds extremely awkward anyway.

Lu Hanzhang glanced at the knife, and calmly said: "I wonder what terms you will use to exchange my ideas?"

Not long ago, Zhu Dianyi had just mentioned the marrow-changing technique of the Dongying people, and now a Dongying person really appeared... I am afraid it is not a coincidence, and this person is also a Japanese warrior.This inexplicable formation similar to the tea formation does not seem to be here to kick the pavilion, so what does the appearance of the Dongying people mean?

The man spread his palms on the table and said three words lightly: "Open as you please."

If this person really knows the art of marrow replacement, it seems to be a surefire way to use this person to find a doctor from Dongpu to cure him of poison, but... He shook his head, holding his large robe sleeve with the other hand in one hand, and squeezed it. He lifted the lid of the cup and knocked it hard on the table, breaking the lid into two halves, each half was smaller than the gap left between the four teacups, then he raised his eyes and said word by word: "There is no other way. "

The man stared at the lid of the pot for a while, then smiled slowly as if he was heartless. It turned out that this man really had a beard among the people, and he just saw a beauty and hid it shyly in his flesh up.The man's tongue still turned into a pot of porridge in his mouth, and he boiled four words in a daze: "Thank you, sir." Then he smashed all the cups on the table with the handle of a knife, and said incomprehensibly: "Since... ...that's the only way." Then he left without saying hello.

The two brothers passed by the Hongyan Building again when they closed the stall and went home, and the sound of the flower sellers inside had changed their tone: "Guanshan is young, frostwood is withered..."

Lu Hanzhang paused thoughtfully for a while, and there was an idea in his mind that was about to come out.