Plane Supermarket

Ye Zhou, who thought that the gatekeeper's mansion would be relatively clean and tidy, was in despair. Since the ground outside the house was not paved with stone slabs, no matter how clean the interior was, as long as the door was opened, the yellow sand would be blown in immediately. There is a layer of fine yellow sand on the stone slabs.

When Ye Zhou stepped into the threshold, he made up his mind - let's sleep in a tent tonight.

They walked through the still dilapidated verandah, stepped through two circular arches, and finally saw Sarah.

It's just... Sarah looks like a bullying bandit.

She was sitting at the door, with a "human flesh cushion" wearing a blue cloth on her buttocks. Probably seeing Ye Zhou coming in, Sarah stood up instantly, and kicked the "human flesh cushion" aside in order to cover up the "evidence".

"Mat" rolled down the steps and just rolled to Ye Zhou's feet. "Mat" raised his head and stared at Ye Zhou with big eyes.

Sarah ran down in a hurry and kicked the "cushion" away again. With her hands behind her back, she gave Ye Zhou a contrived smile, and her voice changed into a sweet girl's voice: "Boss, you are here!" , everyone was inside, and I didn’t let anyone go.”

"You, stop, if you run again, I'll break your leg!" Sarah yelled at the Ke Qing who was kicked away by her and finally got up and wanted to run outside.

The man froze in place and did not dare to move. After seeing Sarah's ghostly methods, the guests were all frightened. When Sarah yelled, he lost his brain and became a puppet commanding a movement.

Sarah carefully explained: "I just started to sit on the threshold. If you can't, you can ask him. It's just that the threshold is too hard, and my butt hurts after sitting for a long time. I asked them if they would give me a cushion."

Ye Zhou's face was horrible, but he didn't blame Sarah - regardless of whether Sarah was a vampire or not, at least she could have quit this matter. Her duty was to protect his safety, not to act as a pawn for him. thugs.

"How do you want to arrange these people?" Ye Zhou asked Chen Hou who was beside him.

Chen Hou's eyes fell on Zhang Rong, who was lying on the side and had lost consciousness. He also saw the top of the other's head, which seemed to have been opened, and the medicine powder was stuck on it. It looked white and red at the moment, very bad. .

"He is..." Chen Hou's voice was also much softer.

Sarah: "I pulled his scalp off."

Including Ye Zhou, except for Zou Ming, everyone gasped.

It hurts to hear it.

Sarah: "It's not my fault that he still wants to talk nonsense with me and doesn't want someone to open the door."

Ye Zhou: "I don't blame you, you go and rest."

Sarah shook her head: "You guys make arrangements first, can you leave the ones you want to kill to me?"

Chen Hou shivered. The more he looked at Sarah, the more he felt that she must be a goblin, who would kill without blinking an eye. He could only look at Ye Zhou for help.

Ye Zhou didn't agree immediately, but just said: "I will discuss it with Chen Hou at that time."

Sarah smiled: "Then I'll wait."

Chen Hou went to see Zhang Rong first, but Zhang Rong didn't know about Zhang Rong's affairs, so he could only let Chen Yan take him to the dormitory to watch, and Zhou Yuanhe also went there with him. Now Zhang Rong can't die, he can only save him first.

As for the remaining guests...

Chen Hou stepped into the hall, looked at Ke Qing who was huddled in the corner, and sighed in his heart.

He didn't expect that so many people in Chen Guo didn't want him to come back.

He used to think that he was a good monarch who was loved by the people - since he came to the throne, he has not raised a single tax for his own reasons, and his wife used only a few wooden hairpins for jewelry until he left.

As the king of a country, he never indulged himself because of selfish desires.

Chen Hou looked at those guests, he didn't get angry, and he didn't ask someone to take them down. Instead, he pressed down his robe, stood upright in front of those people, raised his hands flat, and saluted. Question: "May I ask you, is it because your virtue is not enough to make you serve? Or is it because you are not capable enough as a monarch, so you think it would be better for Chen Guo to change his monarch?"

The guests looked at this benevolent and gentlemanly monarch, and the fear in their hearts gradually dissipated, but no one dared to answer.

——In truth, they are all traitors.

Only one person stood up, he returned Chen Hou Yili, and said in a loud voice: "It is not the fault of the emperor, but the fault of the people's hearts. People want to benefit. Everyone here wants to hold an important position, but they are not capable enough. Those who can walk some crooked ways are all villains and have nothing to do with the king."

Chen Hou looked at this man, and although he was showing off, he still shook his head and asked, "Mr. is not a villain. If he were a villain, he would never say such a thing."

The man raised his head, his gaze was originally on Chen Hou, but he involuntarily moved to Ye Zhou standing on Chen Hou.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, this person has neither hair nor beard, he has a delicate and handsome face, with a gentle temperament, there is such a person beside Chen Hou?

The clothes... are not similar to the people of the time. Just looking at the facial features and appearance, I really can't tell which country they are from.

Most Chen people have long waists and narrow shoulders, just looking at their figures, they look like people from Zheng Guo, with broad shoulders and thin waists.

But the appearance is better than that of Zheng people. Zheng people usually have a wide forehead and flat nose, with slightly larger nose wings, but this person has dark pupils, long eyes but not narrow, slightly raised eye tails, straight nose slightly straight, thin but narrow lips, Not fickle, but romantic.

Even the king of a country standing beside him could not suppress his temperament.

Such a person, just looking at his appearance and not his attire, knows that he must be a nobleman, but he will not make people feel unapproachable. On the contrary, just looking at his appearance, he will feel that he must be a modest gentleman, with a broad mind and a gentle personality. temperament.

Chen Hou also found that this person was looking at Ye Zhou, he coughed lightly, and drew this person's attention back.

The man came back to his senses, he stopped looking at the person beside Chen Hou, and continued to say: "General Zhang has bowed his head, and I have nothing to say. You can deal with it as you like."

After finishing speaking, the other guests refused to follow, they shouted again and again: "Your Majesty, it is General Zhang who is not greedy enough and has nothing to do with us!"

"I'm just waiting for you, how can I influence the general's idea?!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty spare my life!"

Chen Hou looked at Ye Zhou: "Immortal... can an expert discuss it with me in private?"

Although Ye Zhou didn't know what Chen Hou wanted to discuss with him, he still nodded kindly.

The two walked outside the door and went to talk behind a pillar beside them.

Chen Hou sighed and said: "Immortal, I really don't know what to do with them. If I kill them, no more scholars will enter my country of Chen in the future. People in the world will not see these scholars betray me, they will only think that I Jealous of the virtuous and capable, he killed scholars."

"If you don't kill them, these people will spread the matter..."

After Chen Hou's explanation, Ye Zhou knew that all countries are now recruiting talents, and they all want to win over all talented people to their own country, so no matter what the temperament of the monarchs, they are very consistent in their attitude towards scholars ——As low as the posture should be.

After all, the competition is fierce and there are too few scholars.

Here, reading and literacy is even more luxurious than in the Liang Dynasty. The scholars are almost all descendants of aristocratic families. What is more different from the Liang Dynasty is that the descendants of the aristocratic families have no interest in royal power. They are born with everything and want to be officials. Anyway, Shiqing Shilu is not worried about falling out of this class in the future.

So they are proud of "not being a king". It seems that if they want to be an official after studying, they will be inferior.

A real scholar should not seek fame and wealth, and whoever wants to be an official, we will cast aside him together.

The scholars who can be wooed by the monarchs are mostly from small families, not from aristocratic families, but they are also very likely to be down-and-out nobles. Afterwards, they need to return to the court and re-establish the family.

But this kind of people are also scholars, and they still have to pick and choose the monarch, the strength of the country, and even the attitude of the monarch towards them.

Anyway, scholars here are synonymous with nobleness, and it is unthinkable to change it to the feudal era.

After Ye Zhou finished listening, he was silent for a long while and said, "This is Shiqing Shilu. They are born as they are, and they will be like that after death. They have their own land and food, so naturally they don't care whether they can go to the next level."

If there is no upward channel, then why work hard?Let's mess it up together.

Those who worry about the country and the people are the minority.

What's more, in this era, there is actually no such heavy concept of family and country, and there is no crime of treason. Scholars from the state of Lu can be officials in the state of Chen, and scholars from the state of Zhao can go to the state of Zheng, and there is no psychological obstacle to deal with their own home country.

Only in the feudal era would the concept of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism be emphasized, but today's scholars do not believe in this.

What they want is a show of talent.

Therefore, here is a complete Party B market, and the monarchs have no choice, unless it is a superpower, which itself has a lot of talents.

After all, Ye Zhou is not an aborigine, so he doesn't know much about the reaction of the local people or scholars to Chen Hou's decision, so he can only say: "Since you can't kill them, and if you let them go, you are worried that they will spread them, then lock them up and grind your temper. Maybe it can be used in the future.”

Chen Hou nodded, he thought the same way: "It's just that scholar who spoke just now, I don't think he is similar to others."

Ye Zhou: "Then lock him up first, and then be the first to bring him out, saying that he is willing to serve you. Others want to go out, of course, they must follow his example."

Chen Hou looked at Ye Zhou: "Sure enough, he is an immortal, such a skill of controlling people..."

Ye Zhou waved his hand: "Marquis Chen doesn't need to compliment me, go and deal with them."

Ye Zhou could tell that Chen Hou was flattering him.

After Chen Hou left, Zou Ming walked up to Ye Zhou. Zou Ming said, "Let's set up a tent tonight."

Ye Zhou nodded, and he sighed: "I guess their capital is not much better."

"I hope that the streets and soil in their royal capital have been compacted, and it's fine not to be full of soil." Ye Zhou's expectations for Chen's royal capital are a little lower, and he won't be disappointed if he doesn't have any expectations.

Ye Zhou: "Actually, I don't think we can hide the fact that Marquis Chen is back. It's better not to sleep tonight, lest someone assassinate him."

Zou Ming nodded: "There are so many people in the barracks, it's normal to have a few secret agents."

Even if he couldn't go to the capital immediately and tell the mastermind behind the scenes, there must be a close friend of that person nearby.

Ye Zhou smiled: "It's good to be here, just in time for Cao'er and the others to participate in the actual battle."

"You and Sarah can't always stand in the way."

Zou Ming pursed his lips and said after a few seconds: "I can always be in front."

Ye Zhou patted Zou Ming on the shoulder: "You are not made of iron, you are also a mortal body, you have to remember to love yourself, look at me, I never get up early if I can sleep late."

Zou Ming moved the corner of his lips.

The person who has been standing in front has never been him.

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When Zhang Rong woke up, he felt that he had had a long and terrifying nightmare. Looking at the familiar wooden beam, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately shouted: "Come here! Pour me some water!"

There were footsteps outside, Zhang Rong reached out and touched the top of his head.

He remembered that the banshee in the dream tore off his scalp. Although he knew it was a dream, he couldn't help but want to touch it to confirm.

However, when his hand touched the top of his head, what he touched was not hair, but a thick strip of cloth.

Zhang Rong maintained the posture of touching the top, he turned his head stiffly, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a familiar, terrified face appeared in his sight.

"Are you awake?" Chen Yan looked at Zhang Rong with a sneer in the nearest room, "What? Don't you recognize me? You don't recognize me, do you recognize Your Majesty?"

Only then did Zhang Rong realize that everything before was not a dream.

Chen Yan walked to the bedside and looked down at Zhang Rong. He looked at this upright and honest face, but couldn't remember how he became like this.

Zhang Rong knew that he could not escape the guilt, so he broke the jar and said: "You and the king are brothers of the same clan, so naturally you don't understand my difficulties. If it were you, would you like to stay here for the rest of your life? My wife and son are all in the capital. , Only at the end of each year can I go back and have a look at them."

Chen Yan was heartbroken: "It is a heavy responsibility to be stationed at the border! Your Majesty trusts you, so you didn't change candidates!"

Zhang Rong yelled: "I don't want this kind of trust! I'm a child of the Zhang family! If I wasn't here, I should have lived as a child of the aristocratic family!"

Chen Yan looked at him in disbelief: "What is the life of a child of a noble family? What is the life of a child of a noble family? Every day he writes nonsense articles, thinks he is a great talent, but doesn't even know how the common people make a living? Have you ever thought about this? day?"

Zhang Rong sneered: "Yes, you look down on the children of the aristocratic family, the public family! Brother Junhou, since you don't know my suffering, don't come and say these things to me! The matter has come to this, what do you do? Kill me? How to explain to the Zhang family?"

"You are just relying on the fact that the Zhang family is one of the three major clans." Chen Yan finally understood, and he couldn't help laughing, "Yes, your majesty cannot offend the three major clans, and you cannot offend the Zhang family!"

Zhang Rong was afraid of the banshee, knowing that the banshee was not a worldly person, she would never blink an eye when killing him, but he was not afraid of Marquis Chen.

Don't say that Chen Hou is a person who values ​​affection, even if he doesn't value affection, he can't kill himself.

He came from a noble family, even if Chen Hou wanted to deal with him, he would at most just put on a show and dismiss him from his post.

Otherwise, his Zhang family controls 36 cities in the Chen state, and the prefects of these cities are all members of the Zhang family, and Chen Hou would never dare to kill him.

Chen Yan took a deep look at Zhang Rong, and he walked out.

Chen Hou who was waiting at the door watched Chen Yan come out of the room with a complicated expression.

The two looked at each other, and Chen Yan saw the despondency on Chen Hou's face.

The two walked aside, and Chen Yan finally said: "Your Majesty! You can't wait any longer. You must follow the reforms that the immortals said! If this continues, the family will be turned upside down!"

Chen Hou sighed, and he said softly: "You think I don't know? My father once told me when he was alive that the family is my hand and eye, and I can't live without the family. If there is no family, who will be the official? Who will help me?" I rule the country? Peddlers? Street corner white men?"

"But my father also said that since it is the hands and eyes, it cannot be the master of the brain."

But since they have become hands and eyes, and the monarch depends on them for everything he sees and does, how can they not be the masters of the brain?

Chen Yan said angrily: "Hateful! These people are hateful! They should be killed!"

Chen Hou sighed: "Brother Yan, now you are the only one with me."

Chen Yan immediately cupped his hands: "Yan swears to be loyal to the king to the death!"

"Then, what should Zhang Rong do?"

Chen Yan hated Zhang Rong, but he also knew that what Zhang Rong said was reasonable, Chen Hou could not kill him, unless Chen Hou wanted to turn against the family, but once turned against, Chen Hou would really be the lord of Linzi, saying yes A monarch is not even as good as a prefect of a city.

Chen Hou's eyes finally showed killing intent: "He is sure that I dare not kill him, so I must kill him! But not now."

"The immortal is right. Whoever has the biggest fist is the one who makes sense. I must use the [-] Lord Military Merit System!"

"Brother Yan!" Chen Hou grabbed Chen Yan's hand, "With you here, this decree can only be carried out."

The only one who is truly loyal to him is Chen Yan.

"I can't trust other people." Chen Hou said affectionately.

Chen Yan's eyes were also red: "I am willing to serve the king, and I will never regret it."

Ye Zhou, who has excellent hearing: "..."

Why does he feel a little nauseous? Do the monarchs and ministers get along like this at this time?

After dark, a group of people got together to eat, and Cao Erniang took out the pots, pans, and seasonings, and set up a pot in the yard. Because there were so many people, she didn't cook, but started stewing directly. vegetable.

"Is this an iron pot?" Although the soldiers couldn't eat Cao'erniang's big pot, they couldn't stop their curiosity.

"How much iron do you need for such a big iron pot?"

"Is this iron pot not deformed?"

They all use bronze weapons, because bronze craftsmanship is more perfect than iron.

The craft of iron making is not enough to make weapons. Not to mention the trouble of tempering, there are only a few who can make the sword without bending. There are only a few craftsmen in this era who can do it, and the long swords they temper are worth tens of thousands Gold, only the patriarchs and monarchs of various countries can afford it.

While putting meat and seasonings into the pot, Cao Erniang wanted to go back to what the soldiers said. She put her hips on her hips and said, "Make room, don't crowd here! Go and see your own dinner!"

The soldiers also had meat to eat, but what they ate was bacon and cured meat. Looking at such fresh meat, they still drool.

At any rate, he still remembered the military discipline, so he didn't ask for it, but dared to swallow silently.

It was the first time for them to watch Cao'erniang cooking, watching her keep adding spices they had never seen before in the pot, and smelling the fragrance, they all looked in the direction of Cao'erniang obsessively.

"What are you looking at!" The uncle reprimanded his soldiers, "Isn't it enough to have meat now? Look at the soldiers outside, how many of you can eat meat? You are all raised so strong now, why are you still greedy? A bite of rice?"

During the lecture, the uncle himself couldn't help swallowing.

The soldiers below did not dare to argue with the uncle, and no longer went to see Cao'erniang openly, but just closed their eyes and smelled the fragrance.

Although it's all meat - what they eat is only salty boiled bacon and bacon, but what they cook is more than salty.

This kind of food is probably only suitable for the king, right?

After Bo Chang had finished training the soldiers, he couldn't help looking in Cao'erniang's direction.

So hungry.

Ye Zhou sat on a folding chair, and they also brought their own folding tables. The employees sat down at several tables, while Ye Zhou and Chen Hou sat at a separate table, but the dishes were all the same, stewed vegetables and rice .

"Immortal, I am going to bring Zhang Rong back to Wangcheng." Chen Hou had no appetite, he only took two bites, then put down his chopsticks and said, "I am worried about keeping him here, but I can't find a suitable person to be the guardian for the time being." related responsibilities.”

Ye Zhou asked strangely, "Is there no lieutenant general?"

Chen Hou: "Yes, there are, but the chief general is already like this, and the deputy general is also..."

Ye Zhou: "Promote first and stabilize the situation. I don't think many of those who join the army are willing to be inferior."

"If you leave a few more cronies to watch, nothing will happen. If you have to deal with the matter in a hurry, you will miss the opportunity if you think too much."

Chen Hou thought for a while: "What the immortal said, I am afraid of the first and last."

Ye Zhou said again: "Mr. Chen should also eat something. If I'm not mistaken, there is still a tough battle to fight tonight."

Chen Hou was a little surprised: "But we just arrived here..."

Ye Zhou: "You will keep your cronies, how can you not keep the people who hurt you?"

A prophecy.

In the middle of the night, Ye Zhou, who was lying in the tent, could not fall asleep peacefully. To be on the safe side, he slept in the same tent with Zou Ming after a long absence. The two shoulders were next to each other. Opening his eyes, he sat up soberly.

Ye Zhou grabbed Zou Ming's shoulder. He closed his eyes to listen, and leaned into Zou Ming's ear and said, "More than 30 people."

Zou Ming nodded. His hearing was not as good as Ye Zhou's. He could only hear that the number of people was not too many, and he couldn't calculate the number so accurately.

When Zou Ming was about to stand up, Ye Zhou slid down the hand that grabbed his shoulder and grabbed Zou Ming's hand.

Zou Ming trembled all over, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped, his fingers even trembled slightly.

Ye Zhou still whispered: "I greeted Sarah before, this time you, Sarah and Chen Shu will not be able to come, Wu Yan and the others have already made preparations."

"It's impossible for you to protect so many people every time something happens. They have to learn to protect themselves." Ye Zhou took out the walkie-talkie.

Zou Ming looked into Ye Zhou's eyes: "What about you?"

Ye Zhou picked up the rifle from beside the pillow, and smiled at Zou Ming: "Of course I also want to exercise."

Zou Ming frowned, and he said almost immediately, "No, I'll go with you."

Ye Zhou whispered his name: "Zou Ming!"

"I can't always hide behind you or Chen Shu."

"I can't live without you."

It was rare for Ye Zhou to be so serious. He looked straight into Zou Ming's eyes and said in a tone that could not be refused, "One day, I will face danger alone."

"No one can protect me but myself."