Of course he wants. The old monk dreamt about it. But how to make it flourish?
"Master, I have an idea." Jiang Yun Zhu told the old monk about her plan.
The old monk was dumbfounded. Was this okay?
"Master, how will you know if you don't try?" Jiang Yun Zhu said.
The old monk was still hesitating. Wasn’t this tricking people? Will the Empress of Heaven be angry?
"Heavenly Daughter Goddess has a spirit. So she will understand Master's painstaking efforts."
The old monk looked at the dilapidated house, and then looked at the people in the house. The old were old, the young were young. They might not even be able to survive this cold winter. He let out a long sigh. Fine, if there was hell, let him go there alone.
While Jiang Yun Zhu knew that this wasn't a lie. It was saving lives. So she didn't feel any psychological burden at all. She explained the plan to the old monk in detail and gave him some money. The two separated and got busy.
Mrs. Chen noticed that something was strange with Jiang Yun Zhu recently. She would run outside every day. When asking her what she was doing, she always had various reasons.
Fortunately, every trip wasn't long. So she didn't think much about it.
Winter start was approaching. Dumpling was a must for winter start.
This custom originated from Zhang Zhong Jing. Back then, dumplings were called Jiao-er. As a great medical expert, Zhang Zhong Jing noticed that the ears of the common people were frozen in winter after he resigned from his post and returned to his hometown. So he wrapped mutton and other foods that dispelled cold into thin doughs, put them in water, and boiled them. It was called cold dispelling Jiao-er soup.
Later, because the dumplings were shaped like ears, a proverb was passed around- "If you don't serve dumpling bowls in winter start, no one cares when your ears freeze off".
Jiang Yun Zhu didn't deliberately promote her takeaway business. In the past few days, apart from the long-faced soldier and the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she still had a lot of customers. Now the daily income she made at noon was almost catching up with the money she made from the breakfast.
"Yun Zhu, how about we sell dumplings instead of stir fry on winter start's day!" Mrs. Chen suggested to Jiang Yun Zhu while tidying up the kitchen.
"En." Jiang Yun Zhu had matters on her mind and responded casually.
At this time, in the camp on the mountain not far away. The guard with thick eyebrows and big eyes had just returned from the market and handed it to Yang Sheng respectfully. Boosting his courage, he asked, "Deputy Commander, what is in this food box that smells so tasty?"
Yang Sheng was easy to talk to. That’s why this guard asked this question. If it were Shen Feng Ming, he would have wished to retreat as far as possible.
"What's in it? Of course, it’s food." Yang Sheng took the food box and jollily responded.
The guard’s mouth corners twitched. Of course he knew it was food, but what was it? Seeing that Yang Sheng was happy today, he persisted, "Then can I buy a portion too?"
Suddenly, he caught sight of the brothers behind him winking at him and added, "Or buy a few more portions and give them too."
In the past few days, the guards of the Qilin Guard smelled the aroma of the dishes and watched Yang Sheng eat it with relish. They also wanted to go to Jiang Yun Zhu's to buy some soup, steamed stuffed buns or dishes. Of course, this depended on Yang Sheng's opinion.
"You want to eat too?" Yang Sheng raised his eyebrows.
The guard nodded quickly.
"With so many people going to buy it, aren’t you afraid that others will discover us?" Yang Sheng snorted. And with so many people going to buy it, how busy will Miss Jiang be? She was already sleeping very little.
These brats! What good things were they pining on!
The guards felt miserable. Since they can’t do it now, they will go to the stall when this matter is over. The deputy commander won’t be able to stop them then.
En, it should be soon. It should be any day now. After confirming the list again, they should be able to arrest people.
On the mountain, when Zhu Liang came in, he was startled by Wang Bin's appearance. He saw a haggard face with red eyes, sitting there with his sword in his hand. As if he hadn't slept all night.
"General Wang." Zhu Liang called out anxiously. Why did this happen?
"Is Jiang Lu back?" Wang Bin asked.
"Jiang Lu's mother was seriously ill yesterday. It’s only been a day since he went back. How could he come back so soon?" Zhu Liang replied.
Wang Bin’s lip curled into a grin, "He won't come back."
Zhu Liang didn't understand. Then it struck him. He asked in surprise, "Does General mean?" He ran away or was arrested, or?
Wang Bin looked at him. His tone was calm, "Call our people over. You should have heard of the famous Shen No Keep. Those who took the money, don’t expect to live."
Shen No Keep... Zhu Liang broke out in a cold sweat.
Shortly later, there were more than a dozen people in the room. They all appeared out of sorts. These days Wang Bin's turmoil made them very nervous. They couldn't eat or sleep well.
"We are grasshoppers on the same rope. Today I want to hear everyone's thoughts." Wang Bin glanced at everyone and said.
Everyone had different reactions. Some people thought that Wang Bin making a fuss out of nothing. They guarded the mine like an iron barrel. Even if the Qilin guards came, they wouldn't be able to find anything.
Some people were terrified. After all, their lives were at stake.
Everyone talked over each other. Some said that they should write to Sixth Prince and ask him what he thinks. Some said that they should find a reason to close the mine for a while. Some suggested that they should find a scapegoat, wait for Qilin Guard to come, and hand him over.
As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions changed.
Scapegoat. Who should be the scapegoat?
After discussing it for a long time, there was no result.
When the crowd dispersed, Wang Bin stroked the sword in his hand with a calm expression on his face.
Zhu Liang felt that he was scary like this and called him, "General Wang."
"I really regret it." That's what Wang Bin said. He worked so hard on the battlefield that he finally became the commander-in-chief of an army. Who would have thought that a mistake would turn him into thousand’s target of hatred.
"General Wang, things haven't reached that point yet." Zhu Liang persuaded.
Wang Bin shook his head. There was no chance. He could feel that the sword was already on his neck.
Zhu Liang didn't quite believe his sixth sense and felt that he was scaring himself.
Wang Bin knew that there was really no chance. He had crawled out of the grasp of death. This premonition had saved his life several times. Now it told him he was going to die.
Maybe today. Maybe tomorrow. What awaited him was a thunderous blow!
He might not even have a chance to struggle and be crushed to death like an ant.
He wasn't unwilling to give up like this! To not die on the battlefield, but die here.
He clenched the long sword in his hand and stood up abruptly, overflowing with a murderous aura.
After all, he was tempered from the experience on the battlefield.
"General Wang." Zhu Liang stammered and called out.
"I have an idea." Wang Bin said.
"What?" Zhu Liang asked.
"Turn it into a fish dead and net broken situation." Wang Bin answered.
Zhu Liang opened his eyes wide. He didn't quite understand what he meant.
Wang Bin smiled. There was a taste of blood in his mouth. He licked his lips. As a general, he should take the initiative to attack. Waiting for death, he would feel wronged even when he died.
Coupled with his bloodshot eyes and reaction, he really looked like a madman.
"General Wang, what exactly..." Zhu Liang asked.
Wang Bin's plan was very simple. He concluded that Shen Feng Ming and Qilin Guards were in Wuling Mine. The nearest to Wuling Mine was Changshi Village. Maybe they were hiding there.
They searched the surroundings several times, but didn't find anything. That didn't mean they didn't exist. Qilin Guard had this ability.
Raid Changshi Village! Pretend to be the bandits. If Qilin Guards were there, they would just kill them all. It was the single solution. When the person is dead, Sixth Prince will have his ways to explain for him. Moreover, there were many people in the court who hated Shen Feng Ming.
And even if Qilin Guards weren’t in Changshi Village, would they just sit and watch when the people of Changshi Village are getting killed by bandits?
As long as they come out to save people, he will kill them all.
If those bandits can't kill them, he will take the mine defenders to kill them himself. Encircle and suppress the bandits! Kill the Qilin Guard? Sorry, he killed them by mistake and thought they were fakes.
Zhu Liang froze to the spot after hearing this. This was really not a plan that ordinary people can come up with. Still, it was undeniable that it was a superb idea. It was just that those people in Changshi Village died a little unjustly.
Moreover, the follow-up processing will be very troublesome. Shen Feng Ming and Qilin Guards, those weren’t ordinary people. If they really die here, the imperial court will not let it go.
"It can’t be that you think that no one will die on the battlefield, do you? With the minimum cost, win the battlefield with the greatest victory." Wang Bin sneered.
Of course Zhu Liang understood. Still, he felt that it hadn't reached that point yet.
While Wang Bin felt that the time had already arrived. Moreover, even if this plan fails, it can still force Shen Feng Ming out. It was better than him being in blind in the dark all the time.
As for the dead civilians... He had seen many of them on the battlefield.
The manpower was prepared. This plan was set on the night of winter start.
"Master, I have an idea." Jiang Yun Zhu told the old monk about her plan.
The old monk was dumbfounded. Was this okay?
"Master, how will you know if you don't try?" Jiang Yun Zhu said.
The old monk was still hesitating. Wasn’t this tricking people? Will the Empress of Heaven be angry?
"Heavenly Daughter Goddess has a spirit. So she will understand Master's painstaking efforts."
The old monk looked at the dilapidated house, and then looked at the people in the house. The old were old, the young were young. They might not even be able to survive this cold winter. He let out a long sigh. Fine, if there was hell, let him go there alone.
While Jiang Yun Zhu knew that this wasn't a lie. It was saving lives. So she didn't feel any psychological burden at all. She explained the plan to the old monk in detail and gave him some money. The two separated and got busy.
Mrs. Chen noticed that something was strange with Jiang Yun Zhu recently. She would run outside every day. When asking her what she was doing, she always had various reasons.
Fortunately, every trip wasn't long. So she didn't think much about it.
Winter start was approaching. Dumpling was a must for winter start.
This custom originated from Zhang Zhong Jing. Back then, dumplings were called Jiao-er. As a great medical expert, Zhang Zhong Jing noticed that the ears of the common people were frozen in winter after he resigned from his post and returned to his hometown. So he wrapped mutton and other foods that dispelled cold into thin doughs, put them in water, and boiled them. It was called cold dispelling Jiao-er soup.
Later, because the dumplings were shaped like ears, a proverb was passed around- "If you don't serve dumpling bowls in winter start, no one cares when your ears freeze off".
Jiang Yun Zhu didn't deliberately promote her takeaway business. In the past few days, apart from the long-faced soldier and the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she still had a lot of customers. Now the daily income she made at noon was almost catching up with the money she made from the breakfast.
"Yun Zhu, how about we sell dumplings instead of stir fry on winter start's day!" Mrs. Chen suggested to Jiang Yun Zhu while tidying up the kitchen.
"En." Jiang Yun Zhu had matters on her mind and responded casually.
At this time, in the camp on the mountain not far away. The guard with thick eyebrows and big eyes had just returned from the market and handed it to Yang Sheng respectfully. Boosting his courage, he asked, "Deputy Commander, what is in this food box that smells so tasty?"
Yang Sheng was easy to talk to. That’s why this guard asked this question. If it were Shen Feng Ming, he would have wished to retreat as far as possible.
"What's in it? Of course, it’s food." Yang Sheng took the food box and jollily responded.
The guard’s mouth corners twitched. Of course he knew it was food, but what was it? Seeing that Yang Sheng was happy today, he persisted, "Then can I buy a portion too?"
Suddenly, he caught sight of the brothers behind him winking at him and added, "Or buy a few more portions and give them too."
In the past few days, the guards of the Qilin Guard smelled the aroma of the dishes and watched Yang Sheng eat it with relish. They also wanted to go to Jiang Yun Zhu's to buy some soup, steamed stuffed buns or dishes. Of course, this depended on Yang Sheng's opinion.
"You want to eat too?" Yang Sheng raised his eyebrows.
The guard nodded quickly.
"With so many people going to buy it, aren’t you afraid that others will discover us?" Yang Sheng snorted. And with so many people going to buy it, how busy will Miss Jiang be? She was already sleeping very little.
These brats! What good things were they pining on!
The guards felt miserable. Since they can’t do it now, they will go to the stall when this matter is over. The deputy commander won’t be able to stop them then.
En, it should be soon. It should be any day now. After confirming the list again, they should be able to arrest people.
On the mountain, when Zhu Liang came in, he was startled by Wang Bin's appearance. He saw a haggard face with red eyes, sitting there with his sword in his hand. As if he hadn't slept all night.
"General Wang." Zhu Liang called out anxiously. Why did this happen?
"Is Jiang Lu back?" Wang Bin asked.
"Jiang Lu's mother was seriously ill yesterday. It’s only been a day since he went back. How could he come back so soon?" Zhu Liang replied.
Wang Bin’s lip curled into a grin, "He won't come back."
Zhu Liang didn't understand. Then it struck him. He asked in surprise, "Does General mean?" He ran away or was arrested, or?
Wang Bin looked at him. His tone was calm, "Call our people over. You should have heard of the famous Shen No Keep. Those who took the money, don’t expect to live."
Shen No Keep... Zhu Liang broke out in a cold sweat.
Shortly later, there were more than a dozen people in the room. They all appeared out of sorts. These days Wang Bin's turmoil made them very nervous. They couldn't eat or sleep well.
"We are grasshoppers on the same rope. Today I want to hear everyone's thoughts." Wang Bin glanced at everyone and said.
Everyone had different reactions. Some people thought that Wang Bin making a fuss out of nothing. They guarded the mine like an iron barrel. Even if the Qilin guards came, they wouldn't be able to find anything.
Some people were terrified. After all, their lives were at stake.
Everyone talked over each other. Some said that they should write to Sixth Prince and ask him what he thinks. Some said that they should find a reason to close the mine for a while. Some suggested that they should find a scapegoat, wait for Qilin Guard to come, and hand him over.
As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions changed.
Scapegoat. Who should be the scapegoat?
After discussing it for a long time, there was no result.
When the crowd dispersed, Wang Bin stroked the sword in his hand with a calm expression on his face.
Zhu Liang felt that he was scary like this and called him, "General Wang."
"I really regret it." That's what Wang Bin said. He worked so hard on the battlefield that he finally became the commander-in-chief of an army. Who would have thought that a mistake would turn him into thousand’s target of hatred.
"General Wang, things haven't reached that point yet." Zhu Liang persuaded.
Wang Bin shook his head. There was no chance. He could feel that the sword was already on his neck.
Zhu Liang didn't quite believe his sixth sense and felt that he was scaring himself.
Wang Bin knew that there was really no chance. He had crawled out of the grasp of death. This premonition had saved his life several times. Now it told him he was going to die.
Maybe today. Maybe tomorrow. What awaited him was a thunderous blow!
He might not even have a chance to struggle and be crushed to death like an ant.
He wasn't unwilling to give up like this! To not die on the battlefield, but die here.
He clenched the long sword in his hand and stood up abruptly, overflowing with a murderous aura.
After all, he was tempered from the experience on the battlefield.
"General Wang." Zhu Liang stammered and called out.
"I have an idea." Wang Bin said.
"What?" Zhu Liang asked.
"Turn it into a fish dead and net broken situation." Wang Bin answered.
Zhu Liang opened his eyes wide. He didn't quite understand what he meant.
Wang Bin smiled. There was a taste of blood in his mouth. He licked his lips. As a general, he should take the initiative to attack. Waiting for death, he would feel wronged even when he died.
Coupled with his bloodshot eyes and reaction, he really looked like a madman.
"General Wang, what exactly..." Zhu Liang asked.
Wang Bin's plan was very simple. He concluded that Shen Feng Ming and Qilin Guards were in Wuling Mine. The nearest to Wuling Mine was Changshi Village. Maybe they were hiding there.
They searched the surroundings several times, but didn't find anything. That didn't mean they didn't exist. Qilin Guard had this ability.
Raid Changshi Village! Pretend to be the bandits. If Qilin Guards were there, they would just kill them all. It was the single solution. When the person is dead, Sixth Prince will have his ways to explain for him. Moreover, there were many people in the court who hated Shen Feng Ming.
And even if Qilin Guards weren’t in Changshi Village, would they just sit and watch when the people of Changshi Village are getting killed by bandits?
As long as they come out to save people, he will kill them all.
If those bandits can't kill them, he will take the mine defenders to kill them himself. Encircle and suppress the bandits! Kill the Qilin Guard? Sorry, he killed them by mistake and thought they were fakes.
Zhu Liang froze to the spot after hearing this. This was really not a plan that ordinary people can come up with. Still, it was undeniable that it was a superb idea. It was just that those people in Changshi Village died a little unjustly.
Moreover, the follow-up processing will be very troublesome. Shen Feng Ming and Qilin Guards, those weren’t ordinary people. If they really die here, the imperial court will not let it go.
"It can’t be that you think that no one will die on the battlefield, do you? With the minimum cost, win the battlefield with the greatest victory." Wang Bin sneered.
Of course Zhu Liang understood. Still, he felt that it hadn't reached that point yet.
While Wang Bin felt that the time had already arrived. Moreover, even if this plan fails, it can still force Shen Feng Ming out. It was better than him being in blind in the dark all the time.
As for the dead civilians... He had seen many of them on the battlefield.
The manpower was prepared. This plan was set on the night of winter start.
Wow so it was this disgusting official behind the massacre. I thought the Gu family might have been corrupt.
ReplyDeleteI don't feel sorry for General Shen. Hunting dogs are always killed after and he ignored any advice against having such a bloody reputation.