Human dimension reduction

The two looked at each other for a while, Zhao Wuque took the lead to look away, and fiddled with the carbon in the brazier: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? You are now an exiled prisoner, even if you die in Mobei, there is nothing unusual. As long as the army dies of frostbite, even Xie Shoufu has no reason to trouble me..."

Xie Zhuo patiently listened to Zhao Wuque's one-stop service line for murder and arson, and nodded in deep agreement, as if the person being served had nothing to do with him in the other party's words: "It is indeed a good idea, but you don't have to worry about Daddy In response, before I left the capital, I asked myself to be removed from the Xie family tree, and my father will not come to the Dingzhou army for an exiled child to bring bad luck."

Zhao Wuque's eyes widened.

Xie Zhuo continued: "However, the general is really a man of temperament. I was just trying to test it out casually. The general has messed up a bit early."

Zhao Wuque rolled his eyes, and suddenly returned to that simple and innocent smile: "Oh, isn't it because I have heard the name of the famous Xie Sanlang! Even in a rural place like Mobei, it has been chanted. Xie Sanlang's name! I can't do anything else, but asking about it is a must in Dingzhou!"

He gave himself a thumbs up, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Xie Zhuo was not overwhelmed by the sugar-coated bullet, and replied softly but firmly: "General Zhao is too self-deprecating. Such a great achievement as private military money cannot be summed up as 'no'."

Rather than saying that Zhao Wuque is not good at anything, it is better to say that he is too good.

The work of privately making military money is impossible for anyone who is not capable. In addition to being bold and careful, one must be ruthless, from casting molds, mining, metallurgy, to allowing military money to be perfectly mixed into the inspection and inflow of the transfer department. The big library, piles of piles, which is not a deadly job, has been able to hide it from the world for so many years, and it is only now that the incident is revealed. It can be seen that Zhao Wuque has nothing to do with the rumored dude.

Compared with the cowardly and cowardly dude who survived only by good luck according to the world's word of mouth, this Zhao Wuque in front of him is like a wild wolf crawling on the ground, he is well versed in disguise, but anyone who underestimates him will definitely will suffer greatly.

Zhao Wuque didn't mean to fool around at all, he simply admitted it openly, and opened his mouth to spit bitterly: "It's not easy for me, it's not easy for me to be a soldier, to carry guns, to eat food and get paid, isn't it just for such things that brothers join the army? But the three melons and two jujubes from the top hair are not enough to moisten the mouth. They have the nerve to give it to me, but I am embarrassed to say it. When the war is urgent, a lot of benefits will be promised as soon as the mouth is loosened. Throwing it out is not enough to make up for it. It happened that the marching came across an unopened copper mine that year. Don’t you think it was a coincidence! So I took a little bit of a slant..."

He squeezed his index finger and thumb together and made a gesture of "a little bit". Seeing that Xie Zhuo raised his brows, he smiled subtly and widened the distance between his fingers a little: "Bigger, Bigger."

A general who is fighting on the battlefield makes such a playful smiley pose, which is really eye-catching, but Zhao Wuque himself doesn't think so, he seems to have been used to such routines for a long time, and the tricks of throwing, rolling, stealing, raping and playing with a playful smiley face are easy to come by, and it's a good one The general who sits in Dingzhou is more slick than the rogues in the market.

But in just a few words, Zhao Wuque had cleverly taken all the private casting of military money onto himself, as if he just slapped his head and felt that the money was not enough, so he went to mine to make fake money.

Xie Zhuo sighed: "So what is the general trying to do by dragging me into the water?"

Zhao Wuque blinked innocently, and said haha: "Look at what you said, it seems like I'm some kind of bad guy hahahahaha——"

In Xie Zhuo's unwavering eyes, Zhao Wuque couldn't keep laughing no matter how thick-skinned he was, he could only scratch his hair: "So obvious?"

Xie Zhuo kept silent, and gave him a meaningful look for him to experience.

I don't know what Zhao Wuque realized from it, the expression on his face changed from time to time, and finally he fixed on helplessness.

Xie Sanlang, who is well-known in the capital, is not a fool to be fooled. He was placed in the camp that manages the military pay and food, and he looks at the account books every day to see the material coming in and out.If Zhao Wuque really wanted to keep the secret, he should be vigilant, take him to the most remote place to sit on the bench, and put him in the money management department as soon as he came up, using the reason of "this talent is very tall" It doesn't work.

The fact that Zhao Wuque was able to do so many years of decapitation without knowing it proved that he was not an empty-headed fool, and his actions must have a purpose.

This frank and unannounced confrontation will either completely tie Xie Zhuo to his boat, or one of them will die here today.

Such an aboveboard conspiracy made Xie Zhuo look a little speechless.

"Don't worry, what I said before was just to fool you. I don't kill people casually." Seeing this expression on his face, Zhao Wuque laughed as if amused, with his two long legs crossed together , swaying on tiptoe in boredom.

"Let's make a deal."

The general of the Dingzhou Army raised a finger and smiled: "I heard that you were exiled because you didn't check the direction of the military money check. Isn't this just right? Expose the Dingzhou Army's chief private cast army Qian, this kind of great contribution is enough for you to get rid of the guilt and go back to be your Xie Sanlang, right? Judging from the emperor's old man's posture of wanting to seize military power, you exposed me today, maybe tomorrow Can go to the Ministry of War to get a servant Dangdang."

Xie Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth: "The general said this again in a subtle way."

It's not just the Minister of the Ministry of War. It's no problem for you to choose from the six departments.

If the Zhao family, who had controlled the Dingzhou army for several generations, could be pulled down, the emperor would be so happy that he would call the minister of the Ministry of War to let him go.

In the previous scandal of false accusations, Wang Yuanzhi did not get any credit for his role as an envoy, but was dragged into the water by his "fraudulent accuser". Yes, it is impossible to blame the envoy for boarding the wrong ship. In order to show the greatness of the emperor, the emperor promoted Wang Yuanzhi to two ranks, and directly became the youngest servant of the official department in Daxia, only one step away from taking charge of the official department. remote.

As for this position, how many people can't get up to this position after struggling for a lifetime. Wang Yuanzhi directly took advantage of such an "innocent disaster" to take advantage of the wind to reach the top. Of course, the emperor gave the Wang family face, but it is undeniable that the emperor himself was very important to pull Wang Yuanzhi at that time. Lei also felt quite guilty when he came out.

What's more, Wang Yuanzhi's promotion this time is actually stepping on Xie Zhuo's position. Such a promotion means that Wang Yuanzhi and Xie Zhuo are bound to break up. What's more, it will also create a rift between Wang Yuanzhi and Xie Zhuo. Such a lucrative deal, The emperor couldn't wait to do it.

Xie Zhuo gave Wang Yuan a climbing ladder, and sent him to a high position, and now someone said he would give him a climbing ladder, such a turn of events made Xie Zhuo feel a little bit confused.

"I heard the general's voice, it seems like he wants me to go to the Phoenix Terrace to report?" Xie Zhuo said slowly, in exchange for Zhao Wuque's bright smile, like a big dog with black and shiny fur Looking expectantly at the fleshy bone in the human hand.

Xie Zhuo: ...

Seriously, is there really something wrong with this general?

But Xie Zhuo is not a kid who will be dizzy when he is coaxed. Zhao Wuque paid such a big bargaining chip - the military power of the Dingzhou Army run by the Zhao family for generations, plus his own privately cast army money to deceive the king. A life in his life, and the Zhao family's reputation for many years, how big does he want to trade for? !

As if seeing what Xie Zhuo was thinking, Zhao Wuque waved his hand: "Don't think so much, I'm the only one left in the Zhao family. The military power of the Dingzhou army will be handed over to the court sooner or later. The Zhao family is guarding Dingzhou. In order to be this great general who eats wind, drinks snow and suffers. Do you want to talk about the reputation of the Zhao family..."

A trace of coldness and incomprehension flickered in Zhao Wuque's eyes: "That thing can't be eaten, besides, when I die down below, no matter what the people above say, it doesn't matter to me."

"If you insist, I use my life as a bargaining chip, and I want to exchange something with Mr. Xie Sanlang."

"The general has taken such a big chip, so it must be a small picture, right? Xie Zhuo is a soft-spoken person, and I'm afraid he won't be able to make it to the general's big gambling table." Xie Zhuo shook his head, and was about to stand up with his sleeves covered.

He already vaguely knew what Zhao Wuque was planning.

Zhao Wuque tapped the edge of the iron brazier with the bamboo stick in his hand, and said lightly, "If I exchange my life for Mr. Xie Sanlang's, it's a fair deal, right?"

Xie Zhuo stopped in his tracks.

Zhao Wuque lowered his eyelids, and he didn't put on that greasy look anymore, like a wolf dozing lazily in a warm place after eating, with its fur spread out docilely.

"Mr. Sanlang's history is like a knife, and his seal is carved with Danqing. I want to ask Mr. Sanlang to write something. This is a trivial capital to polish the pen. Please don't dislike Mr. Sanlang."

"If General Zhao's life can still be said to be insignificant, then what else in the world can be called priceless?" Xie Zhuoping retorted flatly, without looking back, as if he was just asking, "The general wants me What to write?"

Zhao Wuque put down his stick and stared at the sparkling charcoal basin. The floating orange flame cast a flickering circle of light and shadow on his face.

He replied in a deep voice, "Damn things."

Xie Zhuo stood on the spot for a while, then suddenly let out a long laugh, flipped his sleeves and sat back to his original position, shook off the sleeves of the cotton robe that covered his fingers, and casually poked his scarred hands over the brazier, looking grand The ground was on fire: "Damn things? That's a coincidence. I came to Mobei to see clearly how deadly those deadly things can be. Is it enough to poke a hole out of the Phoenix Terrace and let the top take a little light?" Come light."

Zhao Wuque stared at Xie Zhuo for a while as if in a daze, the hideous scar twitched twice, and suddenly broke into a sincere smile.

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After this day, Zhao Wuque seemed to have found some interesting playmate, every day he yelled and played this and that for Xie Zhuo, a dignified general of the Dingzhou Army, his habit of flirting with cats and dogs has not disappeared at all. Watching Xie Zhuo jump up and down in Dingzhou City, at least he still remembers to hide his name when he does bad things, and covers his face with a cloth towel all day long, only showing a pair of eyes rolling around.

Xie Zhuo let him lead him around to fool around, and when the two were beaten out of the brothel by the old bustard wielding the broom because they had no money, he looked more like a general than Zhao Wuque in avoiding the broom without changing his face.

Hearing the angry shout of the old bustard and being left behind, Xie Zhuo lowered his head and patted off the broken branches of the broom on his sleeve, straightened the wrinkled hem of his clothes, straightened his messy hair, and instantly regained the posture of a handsome young man. And Zhao Wuque, who ran behind to bear most of the firepower, squatted on the ground, like a feral wolf dog that hadn't subsided, and shook his head, throwing the dirty things on his head everywhere, and finally jumped up casually Twice, I stretched my arms and legs, and when I found that there were no missing parts, I shook my legs in satisfaction: "Good guy, Tong Siniang's broomstick skills are still as impressive as before."

Xie Zhuo slowly picked the last broken branch stuck to the neckline: "This is the 'good guy' you said you must take me to meet?"

Zhao Wuque's eyes widened in feigned surprise, and he said confidently, "Isn't she a hero?!"

Xie Zhuo glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Zhao Wuque took Mr. Xie Sanlang to the largest and most prosperous road in Dingzhou City: "Tong Siniang was born in poverty, and was sold into a kiln when she was young. She suffered a lot. Later, she Succeeding the fantou there as the new bustard, this garden only accommodates the young men, and the dim sum in it is excellent! Especially the hibiscus cake and pomegranate cake, there is no better one in Dingzhou City than hers !"

Xie Zhuo listened quietly, he knew that he didn't need to be talkative at this time, what Zhao Wuque needed now was an audience...or a pen.

"...After the Dingzhou garrison war broke out, my elder father and father died in battle one after another. The city of Dingzhou was destroyed and the people fled with their families. However, there were too many people in the city to evacuate all of them at once. Just in case, my mother refused to take me out of Dingzhou, and she was afraid that there would be too many guards to attract attention, so she dismissed all the guards, and only my grandparent and grandson lived together."

"After Beiman entered the city, the first thing he said was to hand over the Zhao family."

"Our Zhao family has killed too many savages. They were terrified when they killed them. They were terrified when they saw the Zhao family flag. Now that they have pierced the Zhao family's lair, isn't it just to kill the weeds?"

"My eldest mother and I hid in Tibet, but it was Tong Siniang who hid us."

Zhao Wuque stopped, bought a candy cake from a dilapidated stall on the side of the road, and gave half of it to Xie Zhuo: "It's sweet!"

"She asked me to pretend to be the big teapot in the kiln—oh, it's Gui Gong, and arranged for me a 'good friend'."

Speaking of this, a helpless smile appeared on General Zhao's face.

Back then, Zhao Wuque was a dandy who had achieved nothing by walking dogs and playing birds. Facing the city full of wind and rain, he was panicked. His grandmother pinched his hand and told him that if the Zhao family army outside the city was defeated, then he would stand up and take over. The banner of the state army gathered routs and continued to fight. For this reason, he had to use any means to survive, even if he broke his bones, crawled on the ground like a dog, and rolled in the mud, he still had to live under Beiman's nose.

So when Tong Siniang dragged him into making a big teapot, he had no intention of protesting at all.

But he obviously didn't realize how meaningful the grandmother's saying of "crawling on the ground and rolling in the mud like a dog" really is.

After the northern barbarians broke down the city, burned, killed, and looted, they just had fun, and the girls from ordinary families were ruined by them, so they began to think about learning how the Central Plains people played, and wanted to "be a bridegroom".

The 23 young men in the Manchun Garden were all dressed in wedding gowns, carried out step by step by Zhao Wuque, and carried into the tents of the northern barbarians.

Tong Siniang followed Zhao Wuque step by step, and when he saw Zhao Wuque was about to raise his head, he beat his legs with a stick, shouted and cursed him, and the barbarians who watched were very happy.

The dandy's bones were rounded and rounded by the laughter, and blood was pinched from the palm of his hand. Only at this moment did he vaguely understand what the old mother meant by that sentence.

Every Qinger who was carried out by him did not resist or say a word. They all knew who Tong Siniang took in and what they were about to face. The northern barbarians would "hand over the Zhao family." The slogan of rewarding one hundred taels of silver to keep you safe" was loudly shouted, and all the families surnamed Zhao in Dingzhou were slaughtered. Those who reported were indeed rewarded with silver, and a yellow flag was hung in front of the house. , The northern barbarian soldiers could not enter the door.

But on Zhao Wuque's back, they remained silent from beginning to end, not saying a single word.

Out of the 23 young men Zhao Wuque recited, only two came back alive in the end, one was crazy and only muttered "Let me die, let me die", and one was paralyzed in bed, unable to speak from now on. Word.

Zhao Wuque swallowed the last bite of sugar cake, crushed the oil paper: "They could have died innocently, but they didn't do it because of me. After the northern barbarians left, Tong Siniang kicked me out and told me not to mention Manchun Garden in the future. , and are not allowed to go back.”

"The Zhao family are all great heroes, and we are just Yao sisters. To save a hero once in this life is already a big deal." Tong Siniang said so, but until now, no one knows who Zhao Wuque is. No one knew how to escape the Beiman's sweeping search and save their lives, and no one knew the 21 kiln sisters who died silently and the innocent girls who were crazy and paralyzed in Manchunyuan.

"I'm not afraid of them saying that I survived by hiding under Sister Yao's skirt. At worst, I'll make amends to the old man after I die. I still remember their names. Your handwriting is beautiful, so write it for me?"

Zhao Wuque seemed to mention this casually, Xie Zhuo nodded while holding the half of the sugar cake.

"Taopan, Liulichun, Yaoyao, Banzi, Ruanniang, Yuren..."

Zhao Wuque chanted each name one by one, without stopping for a second, as if these names had been recited countless times in his heart long ago, and it was only today that they were taken out of the precious place and rediscovered.