Chapter 179

Blind man said this was simple, so it must be.

Figuring out people's hearts, dividing and co-opting, using strength against strength, diverting disaster, and dragging people into the water; these were all old tricks of the blind man's trade.

First, he chose a prominent family in Chuzhou City to start with. Zheng Fan didn't ask why he chose this particular family, and the blind man didn't answer.

Maybe he just found their gatehouse more pleasing to the eye?

Then, from the surrendered Qian soldiers, he selected a lieutenant general.

These two weren't exactly lucky, but rather information retrieval ports.

Si Niang asked Zheng Fan to excuse himself because she would be helping the blind man with torture. Si Niang was worried that the sight of her torturing might cause unnecessary psychological shadows for her master.

Zheng Fan readily agreed.

And so, with the blind man's mental attack and hypnotic induction combined with Si Niang's means of coercive interrogation, by midnight, they had a rough understanding of the various forces in Chuzhou City and the relationships between them, through the mouths of these two men.

Like a draft on a piece of scratch paper, a slightly messy sketch had finally been drawn.

Of course, there were bound to be some mistakes or omissions, but these didn't affect the overall situation.

As the capital of Chuzhou Prefecture, Chuzhou City was home to a great many dignitaries and nobles, all of whom had now been labeled by the blind man.

Which families should be wiped out, which could survive, which needed to be forced onto the war chariot to act as double agents, and which needed to be given a little bit of face.

It was an extremely complex problem with thousands of threads, but the blind man decisively and decisively set the rules in a quick and efficient manner.

Throughout the second half of the night, A Ming, Fan Li, Xue San, and Liang Cheng each led a unit of soldiers to guard the area, watching as the chosen lucky military officer, a Qian traitor, led the surrendered garrison on a journey of extermination.

Tonight, Chuzhou City was anything but peaceful, with tragic screams, the sounds of doors being broken down, and even fighting rising and falling one after another.

But things were finally moving forward.

At the same time, teams of Zhenbei Army soldiers, transferred from Sun Guyi, were sent out of the city to the manors in the suburbs belonging to the selected families, beginning the "harvest."

Zheng Fan was clearly in charge of the task, but on this night, he was like an observer.

The complex relationship and conflict between the invaders and the "colonized" were executed as if it were a predetermined program, step by step, little by little, neither too fast nor too slow.

And at this time, after receiving a report on the situation in the city from his subordinates,

Li Fusheng took a bite of the stewed meat he was holding,

And said to the several guerrilla generals sitting diagonally below him, also eating large pieces of meat:

"This Zheng Fan is indeed organized."

Some nodded secretly, some had calm expressions, and still others had a hint of disdain on their faces.

Li Fusheng admitted frankly:

"He has more brains than us."

Well, in that instant, even Sun Guyi's face became a little awkward.

Li Fusheng, in an invisible way, was helping Zheng Fan attract a large wave of hatred in this dinner party with the theme of "everyone eats meat tonight."

Looking at the expressions of these generals under him, Li Fusheng naturally understood their thoughts,

And slowly said:

"A general can be crazy, foolish, or insane, but he must never be narrow-minded. If he is narrow-minded, his vision will be small. This is a sentence that the Marquis told me in those years."

The generals present immediately put down the food in their hands, knelt on one knee, cupped their hands, and said in unison:

"This subordinate has been taught!"

"Our ancestors have been fighting in the north for a hundred years, making our brains only know how to fight.

To say something taboo to you all, I know that some of you will pass on what I said tonight to the Marquis, but I, Guo Fusheng, am not really afraid of that. I dare to say these words even in front of the Marquis.

If you don't want your next generation, and the next generation after that, to continue eating sand in the desert, then in addition to fighting and killing enemies, you have to try to put other things in your brains.

If you can't fit it in for the time being, then accept people with such brains. There's no shame in that at all."

As he said this, Li Fusheng couldn't help but sigh:

"This Zheng Fan, no wonder the Marquis appreciates him so much. At first, I thought the Marquis just found this young man interesting and that he was from the north, so he had a love for talent. But now it seems that it's not just that."

Li Fusheng took out a thick envelope from his side and threw it down,

He pointed to the envelope,

And said:

"A few days ago, I asked Zheng Fan a question, which was whether killing could make the Qian people submit forever. This is the answer Zheng Fan gave.

I am also a rough man, but the reasoning in this letter is very thorough, and it can make me understand;

You can also take a look, you should also be able to understand.

This Zheng Fan has great talent."

………

Relying on his devils to "take the exam" and "drive" for him,

The Zheng Garrison, who received the praise of "great talent,"

Was currently strolling around Chuzhou City.

Chuzhou Prefecture was not yet considered the heartland of Qian, but since it was behind the three borders, its urban buildings already had the characteristics of the Qian style.

Yan's architecture emphasized grandeur, while Qian's architecture had more grace and delicacy.

That's right, the Zheng Garrison put all the matters in the hands of his devils late at night, and he himself transformed into a "modern tourist," taking a hundred Cui Liu Fort soldiers to protect him and begin his "ancient city tour."

In later generations, there were actually many famous ancient cities in China, but without exception, the commercial atmosphere was extremely strong. After looking at them, they were all the same. Even the souvenirs from several ancient cities probably came from Yiwu.

It was also thanks to the advantage of being a "time traveler" that he was able to see this original flavor.

Why did he bring so many subordinates?

The reason was simple. Although the Zhenbei Army had already controlled the entire Chuzhou City, it was impossible for any big waves to be stirred up in Chuzhou City.

But this was a world where personal force exceeded common sense. It was hard to say whether there might be some Qian masters hidden in the city, who were not afraid of death, and even less afraid of implicating others, and just wanted to do something at night.

Zheng Fan didn't want his name to become a negative supporting character in the biographies of this world, suddenly killed by some righteous man or hero, shouting:

"Yan dog, pay with your life!"

And then,

Have his head cut off.

A son of a thousand gold doesn't sit under a leaning hall. Zheng Fan felt that he was not really afraid of death, but for the sake of the safety and life of his seven devils, he should be careful.

After the blind man finished his work, he also came out. The two Yin bastards both had the same affectation,

So they simply partnered up and began to appreciate and critique the architectural artistic style of Qian.

As they looked at it, they hit it off again and came to a scenic spot. They could miss ordinary attractions, but they definitely had to check in at the most famous one.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zheng Fan said as he walked.

"It's not hard, it's really not hard, Master. These things seem chaotic and difficult to deal with, but as long as the knife is in your own hands, even the most difficult problems are actually simple.

Just like the Yan Emperor trampling on the aristocratic families, with the knife in hand, the long-standing problem of aristocratic rule for hundreds of years can be shaved off as soon as it is said."

"Is that so?"

"Indeed, Chuzhou City still has to be thrown away, and the army has to continue south, so what kind of effect will be achieved by arranging something here? In fact, there are too many variables, and it is inherently extremely lucky.

The Qian traitors who have now defected to Yan may immediately rebel after our army leaves.

What this subordinate has done, including what Zhao Jiulang has done in that booklet, is nothing more than laying the groundwork for the second round.

After this wave in Chuzhou City, at least, when the Yan army comes again next time, their will to resist will be much, much smaller."

"I'm relieved with you handling things."

"This subordinate has also paid attention to a few locations and a few families, and it may be possible to have deeper interactions with them in the future, and perhaps develop them. However, these are all uncertain things, and it's just like casually arranging a few moves that are better than nothing."

"Mm."

Just as they were about to walk to the Fu Prince's mansion, they heard shouting in front of them.

"Damn it, still putting on the airs of a prince's mansion, open your dog eyes and take a look, this is the world of Great Yan now!"

A slurred voice was shouting loudly, and it was obvious that he was drunk.

Zheng Fan and the blind man and others walked over. At the gate of the Fu Prince's mansion, the Fu Prince's son and some of the servants in the mansion were blocking the door, and in front of them were four or five Zhenbei Army soldiers wearing armor.

"Get out of the way, I want to go in and see the Princess Consort, I want to see what the Princess Consort looks like!"

The soldier was shouting non-stop, and his companions seemed to be dragging him.

Otherwise, the prince's mansion, which had been stripped of all its guards, would not be able to stop these Zhenbei Army soldiers with just these trembling servants.

Most importantly, how could they dare to stop them?

There were tens of thousands of Zhenbei Army soldiers in Chuzhou City right now!

Even the Fu Prince's son had a look of shame and anger on his face at this time, but he didn't dare to put on any airs as a prince to reprimand the other party.

Man is the knife, and I am the fish, which can be said to be vividly displayed.

Zheng Fan waved his hand, and the Cui Liu Fort soldiers beside him swarmed up and surrounded the area of the Fu Prince's mansion gate.

The Zhenbei Army soldiers were stunned at first, even the drunken soldier who had just shouted that he wanted to see the Princess Consort suddenly trembled.

When Zheng Fan walked over, three of the four soldiers immediately knelt on one knee:

"Greetings, Garrison Commander Zheng!"

Although Zheng Fan was an outsider, his official position was here, and Li Fusheng had already made it clear that he valued him.

Those guerrilla generals could put on airs in front of Zheng Fan, but these ordinary soldiers did not dare to be disrespectful to Zheng Fan.

What's more, they were already a little guilty.

Finally, the soldier who was talking nonsense seemed to sober up a little and knelt down, but his body was still swaying.

"Drinking alcohol without permission when breaking camp?"

The Zhenbei Army had strict military discipline, and no one, from the commander-in-chief to the ordinary soldiers, was allowed to drink alcohol during marches and battles.

"Reporting to the Garrison Commander, we, we didn't drink alcohol." A soldier explained.

"Didn't drink alcohol?" Zheng Fan bent down and looked at the drunken, flushed face.

"Sir, we really didn't drink alcohol. It's just that after we were assigned the duty of patrolling, our captain sent some dishes and meat over, saying that we should taste the flavors of the Qian people."

Zheng Fan believed that the Zhenbei Army, from top to bottom, was a bunch of foodies.

"And then?"

"Sir, there was a dish in the dishes and meat that was sent over that seemed to be called Drunken Goose. My brother here, he has a terrible alcohol tolerance, and after eating a few pieces of meat, he actually... became like this."

Drunken Goose?

Zheng Fan was stunned for a moment,

Then he carefully looked at the faces of the other three people, and they were indeed not red or drunk.

In other words, the soldier who was making a scene in front of him was truly the legendary type with extremely poor alcohol tolerance, and a little bit of alcohol could make him drunk.

"Why don't you pull him away and find a few buckets of water to sober him up, lest he be seen by other superiors."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

The three soldiers immediately carried the drunk away. The fact proved that if they really wanted to pull him away, they could stop him. It was estimated that they were just pretending to watch their comrade make a scene while drunk, and also wanted to see what the Princess Consort looked like.

Zheng Fan signaled the guards to disperse, cupped his hands at the Fu Prince's son, who was still wearing mourning clothes behind the servants at the door,

And said:

"I have startled you, Prince."

The Fu Prince's son immediately pushed away the servants in front of him, walked down the steps, and bowed directly to Zheng Fan, saying:

"Thank you, General, Yuan is grateful!"

"You don't need to thank me."

"No, if it weren't for the General's protection, the women of my prince's mansion would today... today... Alas, General, you are the great benefactor of our Fu Prince's mansion!"

"You really don't need to thank me."

"General, please don't decline, you are the great..."

"I killed your father."

"........." Prince.

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Today is the first day of adjusting my schedule, and my condition is not very good. I should be able to return to the state of writing tomorrow.

Any place names or personal names appearing in the book are purely coincidental.

Sometimes the brain is like this. Maybe I knew, heard, or saw something before, which formed some impressions. When I need to use them, they will appear by themselves. It's not that the Dragon deliberately crashed into the car.

Apologies to the friends in Chuzhou and Chahe,

Don't panic, hug the Dragon tight!