Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

The golden autumn is refreshing, and the Dalian Port, where the drought has eased, has regained its vitality. The milk eggs were sent from Jilin County in the north, and sweet potatoes and corn were sent from Liudao in the south. For the common people, it was just a matter of reducing their savings at home, and it was not enough to eat them.

But there are more issues for management to consider. From a short distance, Xianbei on the grasslands may be invaded by drought; from a distance, the probability of locust plague coming from the west will skyrocket next year due to drought this year.

This is the reason why Ah Sheng sent back the mobile attacking force and sent Lu Bu to the border. Lu Bu was used to being the shopkeeper and would not interfere with the unusual behavior of raising chickens on a large scale in Wuyoucheng.

And this one is good at fighting right away in history, but I don’t know if it’s because of the butterfly effect or the legend is inaccurate. Judging from the data over the past ten years, Lu Bu has a higher winning rate. City defense.

Poke the black spear on the city wall to deter the enemy.

In comparison, Xu Rong is a more low-key and smarter commander. His sense of smell for long-distance raids and guerrillas is a few streets away from Lu Bu. Coupled with his natural war luck, he is almost an offensive general. peak representative.

But it didn't work. The situation requires defense, and the situation requires checks and balances, so Xu Rong can only take his soldiers to act as porters at the Dalian port - loading food. Sacks of sweet potatoes and corn were removed from the huge southern grain ship and transferred to the smallest dual-purpose river and sea ship. To transport grain to Yanzhou, we have to go by river, and the cost of water is much lower than that of land.

"General Xu is really calm." Ah Sheng couldn't help sighing when he saw that he was shirtless and sweating as he finished the last bag of food.

There were only less than 60 of Xu Rong's old subordinates left. At this time, everyone's face was full of resentment, which was in stark contrast to the Dalian soldiers around who were still smiling.

His lieutenant snorted loudly: "You know that too? Our generals are naturally good."

Asheng's system pays attention to the separation of soldiers and generals. When the generals change defenses, the soldiers do not change. The immediate boss changes frequently, so for the soldiers at the grass-roots level, only the military law and Cao Sheng are the only reliable loyal objects.

This is undoubtedly cruel to Xu Rong. Suddenly separated from his main force, transferred from the familiar grassland to the unfamiliar seaside, and was stuffed with a group of new subordinates with unknown personalities. The first job was still a coolie? !

Misery! That's horrible!

A change of person may cause trouble. But he is Xu Rong, Xu Rong who can cook human flesh when he is with Dong Zhuo, and can be a model worker when he is with the Cao family. So he stopped drinking the colorful expression of the lieutenant, smiled and took the cloth handed over by the maid and began to wipe his sweat.

"Take a break, take a break. It's hard today, I'll invite everyone to roast lamb tonight."

Whether it's a young conscript or an old fritter suffocating, everyone smiles when they hear this: "General Xie!"

Xu Rong walked up to Ah Sheng briskly: "Lady, you see, the soldiers are working hard, you...you don't have two jars of wine, you can't justify it."

A Sheng started by saying, "You should call me Hua Gong." Having said that, she still took out the token and approved the temporary drinking license of the Dalian garrison. "Fifty bags of burning knives, twenty altars of apricot blossoms, no more."

Xu Rong happily accepted the permission order: "Brothers, the lady gave twenty jars of Xinghuachun, this is a good wine with a market price of a hundred gold!"

Only Xu Rong's lieutenant still had a stinky face and spoke in a strange manner: "I don't know when Duke Hua will let me wait to **** Xianbei?"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Rong kicked him on the ass: "How did you talk? What did you rob? Who robbed? We are Master Wang, and that's called a reward for meritorious deeds."

The lieutenant threw a dog and ate shit, which caused a lot of laughter. He vented his momentum and forgot his original problem. He just covered his **** and howled, "It's my fault, reward for merit, reward for merit."

Xu Rong didn't want to deal with this funny comparison, so he walked up to Ah Sheng and lowered his voice: "Ms. There will be trouble in battle." He straightened his back slightly. "Of course, the lady also understands the military, I don't need to say more. It's just that the brothers throw their heads and blood, and please don't let them die."

How can you speak so well?

A Sheng took out a golden booklet with black background from his arms. The booklet was printed with the bronzing Liaodong military seal and a big "secret" character. "Here. If there is a change, act accordingly. At that time, the Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Industry will cooperate with you."

Xu Rong was overjoyed and took over the brocade book. He deflected his body to block his hand, and then he secretly opened a slit, and quickly glanced at it, the more he looked at the expression on his face, the more solemn it became.

"The lady is so attentive and thought of everything." Xu Rong finally read several pages of text, he carefully buttoned the brocade book, stuffed it into his sleeve, looked up, I saw that Cao Sheng had already boarded the deck.

Xu Rong ran to the beach and shouted: "Nvjun, Nvjun, is it so urgent?"

Xu Rong hurriedly took out a cloth bag from behind the wooden boxes piled up at the dock, and flew along the plank road to the side of the ship: "Lady, a small farewell."

Having traveled around so many times, this is the first time Ah Sheng has received a farewell gift from his subordinates. Perhaps this is the difference between Cao Cao's subordinates and his own.

Asheng raised his face: "Liaodong's rules, when the stewards and generals send gifts, they are not relatives within five clothes, and cannot be higher than six hundred gold."

Xu Rong didn't care, and directly stuffed the burlap bag into Ah Sheng's arms. "Xuan dodder cheese, made by a distant great-aunt of my family. I heard that the lady likes this."

A Sheng: "Oh..."

The sea ship with the white rabbit flag slowly left the port, with a fleet of sixteen small grain ships. Ah Sheng stood under the clear sky, watching the coastline gradually recede, until the figures on the shore, together with the bustling harbor, could no longer be seen.

A Sheng turned around and entered the cabin. There is still a drought in Liaodong, not to mention the Central Plains. This year's drought has spread so far and wide that Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu and Cao Cao will all starve. My brother is definitely going to help, but to what extent and what kind of compromises are exchanged for it is debatable.

They are now not only themselves, but behind each of them the fate of dozens of millions of people.

In the past three years, the former Qingzhou Agreement has become rough and outdated. Ah Sheng tapped a few cases with a pen. Qingzhou is relatively stable, but Yanzhou has a bigger problem. She does not have enough students who can speak the Yanzhou accent, which makes it difficult for the young village officials to integrate into the grassroots work in Yanzhou. If the relationship between the masses is not good, everything will go wrong. There was a conflict between running a school and a local family, and a conflict with Cao Cao's generals when they were collecting grain.

Need to change.

The dispatch of officials between different regions is to alleviate regional conflicts, not to exacerbate them. Maybe she has to open a training course for adult cadres, and take the local poor people in Yanzhou to Weihai for further education, and then return to Yanzhou to become a grassroots official after completing the training.

If the final plan can be passed, it will be another big project - Weihai's status will face drastic changes, from a port center city to a cultural and educational center city.

"Master, what is this? It looks moldy." The voice of the little maid Chuantan pulled Ah Sheng back from his chaotic thoughts. I saw the little girl picked up a bluish-white object the size of a palm from the cloth bag with a look of disgust, and threw it back like a prick.

A Sheng laughed. "Grind off the outer shell of the long hair, and the inner part can be used to make milk tea."

"Just like cow's milk, horse's milk?"

"Liaodong used to be hard, even if it was fermented for a long time, it was not willing to discard it. sweet."

Chuantan pouted while listening to the piece of hairy dodder cheese.

"When I first arrived in Liaodong, in order to prepare military rations, I tasted nine kinds of cheeses from all over the world," Ah Sheng laughed and shook his head, "Shu Xuan dodder cheese is the most filling and has no smell. The taste and toxicity are perfect for cavalry dry food. However, because some soldiers from the Central Plains were allergic to cheese, and some people were lactose intolerant, it was not popularized. Later, they were rich and had compressed biscuits , Mysterious Dodder Cheese has gradually disappeared."

In her narration, Chuan Tan had already chopped the cheese into small pieces on the small cutting board. The water in the teapot boiled, and as the cheese slices were put into the pot, the water surface became oily, and a rich milky fragrance quickly spread in the cabin.

"So, General Xu's gift was sent to the master's heart?" Chuan Xiaotan said angrily, "I just don't like how rude he is to the master."

A Sheng was stunned for a while, then raised his hand: "It's fresh and fresh, isn't it? You are also fresh and fresh. Tea is coming."

Chuan Tan twisted his hands twice, but still poured a bowl of cheese tea and sent it to Ah Sheng's case. Oil, tea and salt collide together for a simple and warm rustic taste.

A Sheng held the empty bowl and looked at the unchanging sea outside the window. "I sent Yuan Feng out two months ago, I don't know how it is now."

The time was set back to a month ago, and the corpses were scattered everywhere in the outskirts of Chang'an City, which was still shrouded in the sweltering heat. However, those who died of starvation recently even rotted into bones are a luxury. Except for the parts that were eaten by mice, most of the rest were dehydrated and turned into skinny and half-mummified corpses.

The sky was dark and the heat still lingered. The corpse odor drifted in the air, slowly numbing the human sense of smell.

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"Sister, woo...Sister." The hoarse cry was almost the same as that of a crow.

Suddenly, a cold male voice sounded, as if blowing a cold wind into one's heart in the hot night: "She doesn't look like your sister."

The child who was barely clothed was frightened and froze. On the raised soil **** next to the mass grave, a beggar appeared at some point. His face was hidden under his messy hair. When the moon shone, only one white tooth showed a lot of light.

"Gesi's clothes, Lingyun's bun, although the flesh on the limbs is almost cut off, but this little face, tsk tsk, has fine skin and tender meat, at first glance, you will not worry about food and clothing." The beggar said When I was here, I suddenly laughed, and there was a strange tenderness in my voice, "If I were you, I would pluck the beads off the front of this female official's dress. It's smaller, but it's also coral beads. And the soles of the shoes, the maid's. The soles of the shoes are thick, and there are often bits of gold hidden in them. This is real gold, not copper..."

He rambled, and ripped the corpse from head to toe in his mouth, and finally came to the experience that "a fat corpse is enough to feed a little orphan for a few months".

This "beggar ghost" was too talkative, and the little boy was so frightened that he went out of his way. "Shut up! Sister is a hero. Even if I starve to death, I won't pick anything off of my sister."

"Oh - a hero - a woman raised in the palace by Emperor Dong?" The beggar finished contemptuously, and then "quack" laughed strangely.

His contemptuous laughter sprinkled salt on a child's scar, and he couldn't help but shout. "My sister is a hero!"

"Even high-ranking officials like Yang Biao and Wang Yun all call my sister a hero."

"She assassinated Dong thief and did things that many people dare not do."

…

The beggar showed his big white teeth: "Is it useful? Dong Zhuo died, and the army of Xiliang was divided. Chang'an was divided into three parts, each claiming to be the king, but the people were even more unable to survive."

He stood up and patted the dust on his ass.

"Yang Biao and Wang Yun also boasted, why didn't the female official come to collect the body when Guo Siling died late? Oh - yes - they are busy helping the Han emperor escape. , how can you care about a woman who has been defiled by Dong Zhuo? Hahaha, the dignified third prince, a moral model, sometimes he is not as good as a beggar."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

The beggar suddenly ran up to the little boy with an unusual agility, grabbed the back of his head, and forced him to look directly into his eyes. "Boy, I'll help you bury 'Elder Sister', you can go with me."

The beggar's eyes are very dark, like a bottomless abyss; but very bright, like stars at the bottom of the abyss.

As if bewitched, the little boy stopped his anger, and he stepped forward to grab the beggar's arm that was too dirty to see the color. "You... where are you going?"

"Let's head east to Luoyang first."

"Luoyang, isn't Luoyang already burnt down?"

"It's burnt, it can be rebuilt. I want to come to abolish the emperor and the group of relics of the great Han also think so."

The beggar strode forward along the road illuminated by the moonlight, as if not afraid of the Xiliang army in the distant city wall.

The child has to run to keep up with him. Hungry and weak, he struggled to follow, even though there was a future ahead of him that he still couldn't comprehend.

Two figures, one long and one short, were stretched on the dry ground by the pale moon wheel. The sound of their conversation could be heard faintly in the night wind.

"Why are you taking me away?"

"Ha, because the mass graves are very kind."

"Uncle, what's your name?"

"...You can call me Uncle Six now, but you will have to call me the manager in the future. Boy, what's your name?"

"Sable tail, my sister took it. She used to make porridge outside the palace wall under the order of the Han emperor and took it for us. Huben, Changuan, Xiezhi, Sabletail... Now I am left. one."

The author has something to say: If I say that the dead female official is the Diaochan official who manages the minister's coat, will you kill me?

Huben, Changuan, Xiezhi, and Sabletail are all names derived from the official costumes of the Han Dynasty. Diao Chan, originally a fictional character, "Three Kingdoms" only has a sentence "Dong Zhuo's maid and Lu Bu fornication", does not say how beautiful the maid is, nor does it say what the maid's name is, and she is not Wang Yun's righteous daughter.

This article does not use the character "Diaochan", that's all.

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Qin Liu said he was kind, because Luoyang touched the body before he was adopted by the nursery.