Chapter 555: The busy Dingzhou and the military office that no one cares about

The internal cleaning of Dingzhou was very fast, and the front-line war was about to come. Dingzhou did not have much time to get entangled in this area. The Military Information Department and the Statistical Investigation Department led by Ji Sichen took full advantage. A group of officials quickly took the school to the Yinglie Hall, and found out that they were in good condition and asked for a lawsuit. In Panshi Camp alone, twenty-three officials above the school lieutenant infiltrated by the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of

In Dingzhou City, the families of officials who were affected by the anti-counterfeiting cried loudly. Although the policies implemented by Li Qing in Dingzhou were only guilty of himself and not the family's crimes, in this era, it is conceivable how hard the family members of the betrayer's family were. Needless to mention the subconscious reactions of the officials who were hit in the rebellion, the spit of the people of Dingzhou alone was enough to drown them. Li Qing was deeply favored by the people in Dingzhou. When he heard that these people almost killed the general, he was furious. Just like Lu Yiming encountered, there were always bricks and stones, and dead cats and dogs flew into their courtyards, and cursing was endless.

After three days of the anti-counterfeiting, several families of officials who were under the anti-counterfeiting committed suicide by dying. Listening to the reports of the inner guards, Li Qing couldn't bear it, but he would not deliberately stop it. He needed everyone to know that the betrayer had to pay the price.

"Li Wen, if any of these people are willing to leave Dingzhou City, they can give them two choices. One, where to go to Shiwei and Yan Nanfei, they will not make things difficult for them. Two, go to the island on the Hei Shui Ocean, where Deng Peng sails long and discover some new large islands that can be immigrated. If they go there, no one will make things difficult for them."

"Yes, Grandmaster!"

Compared to the desolation of these people, the entire Dingzhou was filled with joy and tension. Everyone knew that the soldiers of Dingzhou were fighting a war of life and death in the Central Plains. Dingzhou reserve soldiers gathered from all directions to Dingzhou city every day. Some of these men in various clothes were over fifty years old. Most of them were the first group of retired veterans, while others were just young men who had just taken off their childishness. They lined up in neat lines, sang military songs, walked across the streets, and reported to the point-of-arms in front of the military commander's office, and were then assigned to the military camps to receive their equipment.

The citizens watching on the street burst into cheers from time to time, and some even took out the New Year's goods from home to prepare for the New Year. Regardless of whether they recognize them or not, they desperately stuffed them into the arms of these guys who were about to become soldiers. After stuffing, they waved their fists and shouted: "Dingzhou Army, mighty!"

The soldiers immediately responded neatly, "Dingzhou Army, thousands of victories!"

In Fuyuan Craftsman Camp, Ren Ruqing's eyes were covered with blood. The little official power that had been cultivated for several years was gone at this time. He was wearing his hat tilted, his robe was tied around his waist, and his boots were covered with mud. He was standing on a table in a factory that made armor-breaking arrows and roaring: "Brothers, we can build one more arrow and kill another enemy. Although we can't go to the battlefield, every time the brothers on the front line killed an enemy, we can get at least two or three points in the attack. He was trying to get the strength, lift the hammer higher and use his strength more. After winning this battle, I would like to ask you for me in front of the general, and ask for money for money, and ask for women... Oh, this is not possible, and you have to spend money on your own if you want a woman!"

The factory suddenly burst into laughter, and the fatigue of continuous work seemed to be swept away by the laughter. Looking at the craftsman who worked more happily, Ren Ruqing was very proud of his inspiration. You know, these craftsmen are only resting for two or three hours a day now, and they are completely rotating on the axis! The Grand Marshal needs to equip 50,000 people in a short time, and he doesn't have much inventory here, and he also needs to provide consumption on the front line. Since the Grand Marshal returned, he has been transported to the Lu Dalin of Youyan and the Minyi crossed the King Group. Except for Weizhou that was not transported by Nev's attack on Luzhou, the consumption of this military is the same as flowing water!

After walking out of the armor-breaking arrow factory, Ren Ruqing immediately walked to the next factory, and the workers could rest for a few hours. He had not closed his eyes for three days. Within ten days, the general wanted 50,000 sets of equipment, and he had no choice but to be in a hurry. Now three days have passed, and with the inventory, he still only has 30,000 sets of equipment.

In the Logistics Department, Zhong Haotian was not better than Ren Ruqing, and even worse than Ren Ruqing. Ren Ruqing was a craftsman. He was basically not affected during this rebellion. Officials at all levels were fully equipped and the institutions were well operated, but he was not allowed to do so. Many middle and low-level officials in the Logistics Department were taken away for investigation. He was short of staff. Even though he got a few people from Lu Yiming and cried and made trouble, he was still a drop in the bucket. Helplessly, he could only hold the account book in one hand and the brush in the other, and occasionally handle the emergency documents sent.

All the materials distributed in various warehouses in Dingzhou must be approved from him before they can be transported away. Every thing needed to support front-line combat, from catapults, eight-ox crossbows, to soldiers' protective gloves and headbands, had to be taken care of. Zhong Haotian only felt that his head was too big. In the first half of his life, he felt that he was not as busy as he is now. He had not been home for several days, and even made a joke at home. His family thought he had been rebellious. He went to Yinglie Hall to guard it and see when he would be dragged to behead him.

Outside Dingzhou City, military camps were erected, and rows of soldiers who were still bare-handed and fisted into the camp with great enthusiasm. Under the leadership of the officers, they began to go out for daily exercises.

Compared with the busy Dingzhou, there is a place in the city that is extremely leisurely, which is the most lively military residence in Dingzhou City in the past, the mansion of Lord Shang Haibo.

The anti-rebellion in Dingzhou is in full swing. People are imprisoned every day. Every day, people are brought up from prison. They are taken directly to the Yinglie Hall. They raise their swords and fall, and blood is sprayed on the smooth stone slabs in front of the Yinglie Hall. However, Shang Haibo seems to have been forgotten and no one comes to find him. In the past two days, even the soldiers of the Hengdao Battalion outside the door have been withdrawn.

"Master, three more senior officials were killed in front of the Yinglie Hall today, and two deputy generals in the Military Commander's Mansion were executed!" The old man Shang Kexi said to Shang Haibo with trembling fear.

Shang Haibo sat cross-legged on the kang, closing his eyes and silently.

"Master, what should we do?" Shang Kexi asked in a low voice. Now, whenever he heard footsteps outside, the people in Shang Mansion were like frightened birds.

"How many people are there in the family?" Shang Haibo suddenly asked.

"Master, those relatives who came to surrender have almost all gone away in the past few days. Now we are the only family left in the house!" Shang Kexi said angrily.

"It's just human nature. How many people have been killed in total these days?"

"I don't know, but I heard from the street that it seems that there are more than a hundred!" Shang Kexi was fighting in a while, and at some point he would become one of those dead-headed ghosts.

"The general's heart is still soft. If it were another person, I'm afraid Dingzhou will be bloody now!" Shang Haibo said.

The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside, "Master, Master, Lord Lu is here!" The menzi trotted all the way.

Shang Kexi jumped up suddenly: "How many people did Lord Lu bring? Are you here to catch us?"

Shang Haibo snorted, "I'm so happy, why are you panic? If you want to arrest us, do you need Lord Lu? If you ask Lord Lu to come in, he will say that Mr. Shang is guilty and will not go to greet him!"

Turning to Shang Kexi, Shang Haibo felt relieved: "Finally, Kexi, Lord Lu must have brought me a disposal. Do you know what people are most afraid of in their lives?"

"Die!" Shang Kexi shed tears.

"The wrong thing is not death, but knowing that you are going to die, but you don't know when death will come, and you don't know how to die? It's really bad to wait for death! Old Lu is here, but I don't know if he brought me a white silk or a pot of poisonous wine. Hehe, you're happy, don't worry, master, I won't be dragged to the Yinglie Hall and get the knife, the general needs face." Shang Haibo smiled, but there was no smile on his face.

"Master!" Shang Kexi choked and speechless.

"Don't worry, you won't be killed. After I die, you can send the young master, lady and wife back to your hometown. Remember, don't you allow the young master to study anymore, let him be a farmer!"

Shang Haibo wanted to say something, but the footsteps of Nannan came from outside the door. Following the footsteps, Lu Yiming walked into the room with a calm face.

"Old Lu, you are here, please sit down!" Shang Haibo smiled and his tone was calm.

"You are here today, but have you brought the advice of the Grandmaster to deal with me?"

"Feng Guo died, he committed suicide!" Lu Yiming said in a heavy tone, "I went to see his body, wearing the broken military uniform that year, which was the one he had in Changsheng Camp. He did not commit suicide, but used all his strength to slash at his neck with one knife, and only a little skin was left in his head." Lu Yiming lowered his head, "What courage and deep regret it would take!"

Shang Haibo's muscles twitched, "He also has a wife who is pregnant with Rocca."

"His wife was frightened by this and gave birth in advance. She gave birth to a baby girl, but she died of blood. Now the girl, the Grand Marshal, has ordered Guan Xinglong to raise it!" Lu Yiming said.

"Hello girl!" Shang Haibo nodded repeatedly.

"Princess Qingcheng is also dead. She committed suicide by taking poison and using it to disperse it!" Lu Yiming said again.

Shang Haibo smiled, "Okay, it's so good. I've gone by myself. Old Lu, do you look down on me very much? After so many days, you still have a shameless face and refuse to leave by yourself?"

Lu Yiming sighed a long time, looked at Shang Haibo, and shook his head.

"Old Lu, to be honest, since I started with Changsheng Camp, I have always looked down on you, thinking that my talent and knowledge are far superior to you, and over the years, I have been trying to prove this, but now it seems that I am wrong, at least you are far superior to me in terms of knowledge. I am really confused as I live."
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