Chapter 389 Reaction
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 389 Reaction
The drizzle was still falling outside the window, and the temperature was very low.
Qiao Shiwang was still fighting hard against the mountain of papers in his study, rubbed his hands together, and drank a sip of hot tea to warm his body.Although Xizhou is approaching late autumn, it must have been snowing heavily in Guanzhong, right?No wonder the temperature is so low...
There was a dull thunder coming from the horizon, Qiao Shiwang frowned, thunder in autumn, this is not a good sign...
Having received His Majesty's decree before to serve as the first Protector of Anxi, Qiao Shiwang's psychology was actually quite contradictory.He is not keen on power. In his opinion, a governor of the same state is enough, his position is not low, his power is not small, and he is very satisfied.
This place in the Western Regions is too desolate. Even if Gaochang is full of oases, it can’t compare to the prosperity of Guanzhong.
But after coming into contact with Fang Jun and having an in-depth understanding of his strategic planning for the entire Western Regions, Qiao Shiwang felt that he could not calm down.
No matter how indifferent to fame and fortune, it is impossible to care about his own reputation and the achievements he will leave in the history books...
In Fang Jun's strategy, Qiao Shiwang saw the possibility of integrating the Western Regions!
Once this strategy is successfully implemented, in the future, the entire Western Regions will be closely linked with Datang, and obediently become a vassal of Datang.Even if half of the ambitious people want to abandon the Tang Dynasty and join other forces, they will eventually be drowned in the condemnation of the entire Western Regions.
Because only the Tang Dynasty can bring wealth and vitality to the Western Regions.Once you leave the support of the Tang Dynasty, the value of grape wine will depreciate, there will be nowhere to sell wool, and food will be extremely scarce... The entire Western Regions will become a dead place!
Turks?
Neither can the grape wine be sold for higher prices and larger sales volume, nor can countless wool be spun into clothing and cloth for sale. As for food, should the Turks slaughter their war horses to provide food for the entire Western Regions?
It can be said that as long as grape brewing and wool are popular in the Western Regions, the entire Western Regions will be tied to the chariot of the Tang Dynasty, and it is impossible to get off.
Sheep eat people?
Qiao Shiwang thought of Fang Jun's "metaphor", shook his head and smiled, it was really appropriate...
There were rapid footsteps outside the study, and then, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Qiao Shiwang frowned. He has no pretence, but this is where he handles official business. Who is so unruly?
Unhappy, he turned his head and saw the old butler who had followed him to the Western Regions, and rushed in with a look of panic.
"What's the matter?" Qiao Shiwang asked in surprise.
This old housekeeper has followed him for many years, and he is usually the most stable person. How could he be so rude today?
The old housekeeper was unaware of his gaffe, and said in a low voice, "Patriarch, Hou Wenxiao... is dead!"
"what?!"
Qiao Shiwang was taken aback, and suddenly got up!
"Fang Jun killed it?"
His first thought was that Fang Jun had killed Hou Wenxiao...
"Uh... No, Hou Wenxiao died in Ju Wendou's mansion. It is said that Hou Wenxiao was a guest there at the time, and with a 'boom', the entire main hall of Ju's mansion was blown up, and there were stumps everywhere. Broken arm, dead without a whole body..." the old butler explained.
Fang Jun?They have been gone for many days, how could they kill Hou Wenxiao?
Besides, Hou Wenxiao is guarded by a large number of guards, which can be seen by everyone. Even if Fang Jun launches the magic battalion, it is impossible to kill Hou Wenxiao unknowingly without leaving a little behind. handle.
Qiao Shiwang was stunned: "Boom?"
Then, he naturally remembered the muffled thunder just now.
Could it be... is the thunder?
But how did Fang Jun send someone to throw Zhentianlei into the main hall of Ju Wendou's mansion?
Qiao Shiwang was puzzled, but in the blink of an eye, he was relieved.
Who cares how that damn Hou Wenxiao died?
As long as it is dead, it is a happy thing!
When this bastard arrived in Xizhou, he was in a stance to clear all Fang Jun's plans, which has long been annoying to Master Qiao!
He also expects to do some earth-shattering feats in the Western Regions and leave a rich and colorful stroke in the history books. Qiao Shiwang can be used to seeing Hou Wenxiao before he sees it!
Die well, die well!
The corner of Qiao Shiwang's mouth couldn't help overflowing with a smile. From now on, there will be no one to restrain him in this place in Xizhou...
*****
Promiscuous rain.
The weather outside the Great Wall is like this. When the sun comes out, some of the heat from the carrier hits some objects on the surface, and even the wind is hot; and when the autumn rain is falling, the cold wind seems to want to pierce the bones. The chill blows into the crevices of one's bones...
The rain is not heavy, and the roads are not too muddy, but marching in such cold weather is a great test for the soldiers' health.The fatigue brought about by the long journey makes the body temperature very high, and then drenched by the cold rain, it is very easy to catch a cold.
But Fang Jun liked the rain very much.
Looking up at the gray sky, the junction of heaven and earth in the distance is already chaotic, and it is impossible to distinguish each other, and the continuous rain is scattered in the air.
I have been marching nervously for more than ten days as if I were fleeing, and it's time to stop...
On a flat and dry riverbed, Fang Jun ordered the camp to be set up. At the same time, he sent out the scouts who had been put away since the last attack and damaged a large number of people. Man peeks from one side.
The camp this time was different from the past. The soldiers first erected tents one by one, and then began to dig shallow trenches on the sandy riverbed within the camp...
When the entire barracks was in full swing, Duan Zan came back.
As soon as he stepped into Fang Jun's tent of the Chinese army, Duan Zan reported the completion of his mission in Gaochang City.
"As expected, Hou Wenxiao really couldn't wait to win over Ju Wendou, but it's a pity, Ju Wendou is afraid that he can't even sleep well now, and the dignified deputy governor of the Anxi Protectorate is so inexplicable in his He was bombed to death in the mansion, it is not so easy for him to get rid of this pot!"
Duan Zan was already in awe of the wisdom of this chief of his family.
People have been gone for several days, and they can still get rid of Hou Wenxiao without knowing it, and even be framed by Ju Wendou. This conspiracy is really scary...
Fang Jun raised his eyebrows: "No one suspects me?"
"Doubt is naturally there, but it's just a thought. In order to guard against Lord Hou's revenge, Hou Wenxiao was surrounded by dozens of guards all day, and the guards were strictly guarded. Even in the main hall of Ju Wendou's mansion, there were dozens With a guard by his side, Hou Ye has the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, and he has no chance to do it. Who would have thought that a thunderbolt with a delay fuse installed could blast Hou Wenxiao to the sky?"
Duan Zan spoke lightly.
Indeed, the idea of this "delayed fuze" is really wonderful. Who would have thought that the thunder in the sky is actually inside the bronze incense burner, and then detonated by a burning incense stick?
I am afraid that even Hou Wenxiao himself does not know how he died...
Fang Jun nodded, but he wasn't too proud.
In the final analysis, although no one can produce evidence for this matter, many people actually do not need evidence.
For example, His Majesty Li Er, or Hou Junji...
As long as you are sure in your heart that Fang Jun did it, what evidence do you need?
But in any case, Hou Wenxiao must be finished, otherwise it will be too big a threat to the layout of the Western Regions.His Majesty Li Er will not punish himself without evidence, even if he has a bright mirror in his heart; as for Hou Junji, he has already forged a grudge, and this one is not bad...
"You must be exhausted from chasing after a long distance, right? It's better to have a rest after giving birth. There's no telling that there will be a fierce battle tonight..." Fang Jun said with a smile.
Although he said it was a "fighting battle", there was not much tension and solemnity in his expression.
Duan Zan had just caught up with the large army, so he did not know what happened to the large army today and his subordinates.For the past few days, I have been chasing after me with three cavalry and three horses. I have been standing on both legs because of the long ride. Although my stomach is sour, I still just want to go into the military tent and sleep well. A big sleep...
It's just, what are the trenches full of camps doing?
(End of this chapter)
The drizzle was still falling outside the window, and the temperature was very low.
Qiao Shiwang was still fighting hard against the mountain of papers in his study, rubbed his hands together, and drank a sip of hot tea to warm his body.Although Xizhou is approaching late autumn, it must have been snowing heavily in Guanzhong, right?No wonder the temperature is so low...
There was a dull thunder coming from the horizon, Qiao Shiwang frowned, thunder in autumn, this is not a good sign...
Having received His Majesty's decree before to serve as the first Protector of Anxi, Qiao Shiwang's psychology was actually quite contradictory.He is not keen on power. In his opinion, a governor of the same state is enough, his position is not low, his power is not small, and he is very satisfied.
This place in the Western Regions is too desolate. Even if Gaochang is full of oases, it can’t compare to the prosperity of Guanzhong.
But after coming into contact with Fang Jun and having an in-depth understanding of his strategic planning for the entire Western Regions, Qiao Shiwang felt that he could not calm down.
No matter how indifferent to fame and fortune, it is impossible to care about his own reputation and the achievements he will leave in the history books...
In Fang Jun's strategy, Qiao Shiwang saw the possibility of integrating the Western Regions!
Once this strategy is successfully implemented, in the future, the entire Western Regions will be closely linked with Datang, and obediently become a vassal of Datang.Even if half of the ambitious people want to abandon the Tang Dynasty and join other forces, they will eventually be drowned in the condemnation of the entire Western Regions.
Because only the Tang Dynasty can bring wealth and vitality to the Western Regions.Once you leave the support of the Tang Dynasty, the value of grape wine will depreciate, there will be nowhere to sell wool, and food will be extremely scarce... The entire Western Regions will become a dead place!
Turks?
Neither can the grape wine be sold for higher prices and larger sales volume, nor can countless wool be spun into clothing and cloth for sale. As for food, should the Turks slaughter their war horses to provide food for the entire Western Regions?
It can be said that as long as grape brewing and wool are popular in the Western Regions, the entire Western Regions will be tied to the chariot of the Tang Dynasty, and it is impossible to get off.
Sheep eat people?
Qiao Shiwang thought of Fang Jun's "metaphor", shook his head and smiled, it was really appropriate...
There were rapid footsteps outside the study, and then, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Qiao Shiwang frowned. He has no pretence, but this is where he handles official business. Who is so unruly?
Unhappy, he turned his head and saw the old butler who had followed him to the Western Regions, and rushed in with a look of panic.
"What's the matter?" Qiao Shiwang asked in surprise.
This old housekeeper has followed him for many years, and he is usually the most stable person. How could he be so rude today?
The old housekeeper was unaware of his gaffe, and said in a low voice, "Patriarch, Hou Wenxiao... is dead!"
"what?!"
Qiao Shiwang was taken aback, and suddenly got up!
"Fang Jun killed it?"
His first thought was that Fang Jun had killed Hou Wenxiao...
"Uh... No, Hou Wenxiao died in Ju Wendou's mansion. It is said that Hou Wenxiao was a guest there at the time, and with a 'boom', the entire main hall of Ju's mansion was blown up, and there were stumps everywhere. Broken arm, dead without a whole body..." the old butler explained.
Fang Jun?They have been gone for many days, how could they kill Hou Wenxiao?
Besides, Hou Wenxiao is guarded by a large number of guards, which can be seen by everyone. Even if Fang Jun launches the magic battalion, it is impossible to kill Hou Wenxiao unknowingly without leaving a little behind. handle.
Qiao Shiwang was stunned: "Boom?"
Then, he naturally remembered the muffled thunder just now.
Could it be... is the thunder?
But how did Fang Jun send someone to throw Zhentianlei into the main hall of Ju Wendou's mansion?
Qiao Shiwang was puzzled, but in the blink of an eye, he was relieved.
Who cares how that damn Hou Wenxiao died?
As long as it is dead, it is a happy thing!
When this bastard arrived in Xizhou, he was in a stance to clear all Fang Jun's plans, which has long been annoying to Master Qiao!
He also expects to do some earth-shattering feats in the Western Regions and leave a rich and colorful stroke in the history books. Qiao Shiwang can be used to seeing Hou Wenxiao before he sees it!
Die well, die well!
The corner of Qiao Shiwang's mouth couldn't help overflowing with a smile. From now on, there will be no one to restrain him in this place in Xizhou...
*****
Promiscuous rain.
The weather outside the Great Wall is like this. When the sun comes out, some of the heat from the carrier hits some objects on the surface, and even the wind is hot; and when the autumn rain is falling, the cold wind seems to want to pierce the bones. The chill blows into the crevices of one's bones...
The rain is not heavy, and the roads are not too muddy, but marching in such cold weather is a great test for the soldiers' health.The fatigue brought about by the long journey makes the body temperature very high, and then drenched by the cold rain, it is very easy to catch a cold.
But Fang Jun liked the rain very much.
Looking up at the gray sky, the junction of heaven and earth in the distance is already chaotic, and it is impossible to distinguish each other, and the continuous rain is scattered in the air.
I have been marching nervously for more than ten days as if I were fleeing, and it's time to stop...
On a flat and dry riverbed, Fang Jun ordered the camp to be set up. At the same time, he sent out the scouts who had been put away since the last attack and damaged a large number of people. Man peeks from one side.
The camp this time was different from the past. The soldiers first erected tents one by one, and then began to dig shallow trenches on the sandy riverbed within the camp...
When the entire barracks was in full swing, Duan Zan came back.
As soon as he stepped into Fang Jun's tent of the Chinese army, Duan Zan reported the completion of his mission in Gaochang City.
"As expected, Hou Wenxiao really couldn't wait to win over Ju Wendou, but it's a pity, Ju Wendou is afraid that he can't even sleep well now, and the dignified deputy governor of the Anxi Protectorate is so inexplicable in his He was bombed to death in the mansion, it is not so easy for him to get rid of this pot!"
Duan Zan was already in awe of the wisdom of this chief of his family.
People have been gone for several days, and they can still get rid of Hou Wenxiao without knowing it, and even be framed by Ju Wendou. This conspiracy is really scary...
Fang Jun raised his eyebrows: "No one suspects me?"
"Doubt is naturally there, but it's just a thought. In order to guard against Lord Hou's revenge, Hou Wenxiao was surrounded by dozens of guards all day, and the guards were strictly guarded. Even in the main hall of Ju Wendou's mansion, there were dozens With a guard by his side, Hou Ye has the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, and he has no chance to do it. Who would have thought that a thunderbolt with a delay fuse installed could blast Hou Wenxiao to the sky?"
Duan Zan spoke lightly.
Indeed, the idea of this "delayed fuze" is really wonderful. Who would have thought that the thunder in the sky is actually inside the bronze incense burner, and then detonated by a burning incense stick?
I am afraid that even Hou Wenxiao himself does not know how he died...
Fang Jun nodded, but he wasn't too proud.
In the final analysis, although no one can produce evidence for this matter, many people actually do not need evidence.
For example, His Majesty Li Er, or Hou Junji...
As long as you are sure in your heart that Fang Jun did it, what evidence do you need?
But in any case, Hou Wenxiao must be finished, otherwise it will be too big a threat to the layout of the Western Regions.His Majesty Li Er will not punish himself without evidence, even if he has a bright mirror in his heart; as for Hou Junji, he has already forged a grudge, and this one is not bad...
"You must be exhausted from chasing after a long distance, right? It's better to have a rest after giving birth. There's no telling that there will be a fierce battle tonight..." Fang Jun said with a smile.
Although he said it was a "fighting battle", there was not much tension and solemnity in his expression.
Duan Zan had just caught up with the large army, so he did not know what happened to the large army today and his subordinates.For the past few days, I have been chasing after me with three cavalry and three horses. I have been standing on both legs because of the long ride. Although my stomach is sour, I still just want to go into the military tent and sleep well. A big sleep...
It's just, what are the trenches full of camps doing?
(End of this chapter)
