Chapter 98: A mess

Xu Hongsan felt so happy when he heard it beside him. He walked forward, first cut off the ropes on the black man and the white-faced man, and then smiled and ordered, "Let's go, two! Are you still waiting for us to lift you?!"

Although the black man and the white-faced man were all very skilled, he seemed to have lost his soul and six spirits, drooped his head and let him escort to the center of the temporary prisoner camp, without any resistance from beginning to end.

The center of the camp specially set up a bonfire for Lu Lu Zeng. At this moment, a bonfire was lit. The old Jinshi held the blanket and shivered in front of the fire for a while, feeling a little warmth gradually in his body. He turned his head and comforted the dejected black man and the white-faced man: "Tongfu, Defu, don't fight with them. Let's bear the temporary humiliation. As long as we can get out safely, we will have a chance to settle the bill with them sooner or later!"

"Oh!" The big black man sighed long, staring at the fire without saying a word. But the white-faced man raised his head and asked in a tentative tone: "Mr. Shan, I just heard them mention Chen Shouxin, the ten thousand households of the Han army in Huguang. He said that he died inexplicably. Mr. Shan, you have been in the center for a long time. Have you heard of this?!"

"Nonsense, Chen Shouxin was drunk back then, fell off the war horse and broke his neck!" Lu Lu Zeng immediately raised his face and whispered, "Don't listen to the thieves' gossip. These White Lotus Sect demons are the best at bewitching people's hearts."

"Hi! I'm just asking casually! I won't believe their provocation easily!" The white-faced man forced a smile and turned his eyes to the fire.

As a military general, his reaction speed and ability to control his limbs are far superior to ordinary people. No matter how much he drinks, he is unlikely to fall off the horse's back and break his neck! Besides, Chen Shouxin is still a ten thousand households with heavy troops in his hands. He usually goes in and out, and there are no less than twenty personal soldiers around him. Even if he deliberately falls down from the horse's back and has more than forty eyes staring at him, he will not be able to fall to death!

Then there is only one answer. Chen Wanhu offended someone he should not offend, and was killed by the latter. He died in a daze that even the court would rather turn a blind eye.

"But there may be other hidden information in this matter!" He also knew that the lies just now could not deceive people. Lu Lu thought for a while and added with a smile, "But no one in the Chen family has sued him, and the thousands of households under Chen Shouxin's command probably have a very ordinary relationship with him. No one even called for his injustice for him. So the court did not pay much attention to this matter. Otherwise, His Majesty's heavy pupils and his personal injustice could be recovered for him!"

"Well! Mr. Shan said so well!" The white-faced man forced a smile again and continued to stare at the fire in a daze.

They and Hei Daren are both descendants of the Han army generals recruited by Lu Lu. With their respective skills, they were assigned to the post of hundreds of households. But the hundred households are just soldiers, and they are more than 100,800 miles away from the third-rank ten thousand households! The third-rank ten thousand households with heavy troops, who were killed when they were killed, and the court was too lazy to care. He and Hu Tongfu, a small character who had no background and no backing, would be like being pinned to death one day? I hope the emperor in the capital's double pupils take a picture of it? Bullshit, the emperor is busy worshiping Buddha every day, but he can't even pay attention to you, a Han man?!

"I saw the appearance of you two scolding the thief in person today!" Lu Lu once keenly felt the atmosphere around him. He thought about it and promised, "If you can escape from danger safely this time, I will definitely report your two of you to your Majesty to know. Your Majesty has always known people and entrusted them with good responsibilities. Next time you use troops to fight against the thief."

"Mr. Shan. Let's talk about these words after we leave!" The big man suddenly glanced at Lu Lu Zeng and responded unhappily, "It's not certain whether he can get out!"

"What, how could that happen? Then, the thief clearly said that they would not be difficult for us, but for us!" Lu Lu Zeng immediately panicked again, looked at the big black man's eyes and confirmed pitifully.

"Oh--!" The big man from Hei sighed helplessly. "You have said that they like to gossip, why do you still believe that they will let us go easily?! Forget it, don't talk about these things, take one step at a time!"

After saying that, he didn't care how helpless Lu Luzeng's eyes were. He turned his head and continued to stare at the fire.

This time he joined the army, he did say that he would "learn civil and military skills and be good at the imperial family." As the commander of the Huainan Army, Lu Luzeng, indeed relied heavily on him and Geng Defu. However, the questioning of Zhu Bashiyi just now completely shakes his previous ambitions.

Is this Yuan Dynasty really worthy of his life for him? No first-class Mongolians or second-class Semi people come to fight. I am a third-class northern Han man, so what kind of love do I care about for the court?!

Even if the four words "starving" are everywhere, regardless of the same race, no matter how many years does the imperial court have to eat and the emperor still throw money into the temple?

Also, Chen Shouxin, a 10,000-rank rank 10,000 households with heavy troops in his hands, actually died. The court clearly knew that he died unjustly, but he would rather pretend to be confused! In this case, what's the use of having fame and fortune by himself?! Even if he became a 10,000 households in the future and reached the peak of the Han general, he would not be the other Chen Shouxin, and he might die at any time!

Just as he was thinking depressed, a familiar voice came from his ears, "Hey, that big black guy?! The one next to the fire. Said you, don't be stupid. There are salt water and gold-chuang medicine here. Come and treat the wound yourself. Hurry up, I don't have time to serve you!"

"It's you?" Hei Big Man turned his head and found in surprise that the one who gave him medicine was actually one of the Red Turban Army generals who besieged him. The young man who was good at using the red tassel spear and often followed Zhu Bashiyi like his tail. His eyebrows couldn't help but jump and stood up vigilantly.

"Hurry up, I will lend you this bucket first. I will use it later. Please pour out the remaining salt water myself!" Wu Liangmou glanced at Hei Da's eyes disdainfully and replenished it with no angrily. Then, he threw down a wooden barrel containing salt water, a wooden board with ointment and a clean white cloth, and led his soldiers to distribute salt water to other prisoners.

"Old Hu, don't be angry with them. Wash the wound first and be serious!" The white-faced man Geng Defu sighed and stood up, took off the white cloth from the beam of the wooden barrel. He washed it in salt water first, and then began to help the big black man Hu Tongfu treat the wound.

"Hiss--!" As soon as the salt water touched the flesh and blood in the wound, the big black man Hu Tongfu immediately took a breath. Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, the white-faced man Geng Defu was stunned, dipped some salt water with his fingers, and placed it on his tongue to lick it lightly.

"Bah, bah!" There was a salty and bitter smell, and it quickly penetrated into my throat along the tip of my tongue. Geng Defu spat two hard and said in surprise, "I actually put salt in it. The Red Turban Army has enough capital!"

"It's probably to win over you two!" Seeing this, Lu Lu couldn't help but make a blow. However, what he couldn't believe was that there were a large number of Red Turban Army's armor-free auxiliary soldiers coming over with uninjured salt dice. He distributed wooden barrels filled with cold water and salt buns one by one, and pointed out the uncolored salt dice step by step to help the colorful salt dice clean the wounds.

"Purchase people's hearts! Sesame Li Guo is really a hero of a generation. In order to win people's hearts, he actually put his capital to such a level!" Lu Lu once was still not yin and yang, but what he said was obviously losing his persuasion.

Since the Han Dynasty, salt has been a national monopoly product. Although large-scale smuggling is inevitable, the price has always remained high. Even in salt-producing areas such as eastern Zhejiang and Huaidong, a pound of coarse salt must be sold to more than 200 copper coins. However, the Red Turban Army took out large bags of coarse salt and cleaned the wounds of the captured salt. This move, even if it was simply to win people's hearts, was admirable!

Not only was Lu Lu Zeng shocked himself torture, but the injured salt dice were all moved to their eyes. They had their lives like grass, although they had dealt with salt every day, who would be willing to use this thing as water to ruin it? Even if they were not captured this time, they might not have enjoyed such treatment after being injured in their camp. However, the Red Turban Army treated them as humans without grudges!

Immediately, someone lay on the ground and worshiped the Red Turban Army general who was responsible for distributing salt bags. While worshiping, he also shouted in tears: "The kindness of the adults to live, the villain will never be repaid for the death of a hundred people. Please accept the young ones, and the young ones are willing to serve the adults!"

"Stop, the court is waiting for you very much. You waited, but you were bribed by the thief's few bags of salt. It's so ungrateful!" Lu Lu was furious when he heard it beside him, stood up, pointed at a salt leader who was kneeling down to scold him.

"Not thin?! Hahaha!" The salt chief turned around and looked at him and laughed loudly, "Sir, are you talking about eight times the salt class? It is said that it will continue to rise in the future! Sir, do you know how much effort it takes for a small pot of salt to cook a pot of salt? In the end, he couldn't even make money back in the firewood. He had to fight for you dog officials. The small, small, and cheap, would continue to work for the court!"

"Yes! They at least gave us a salt bag. Sir, have we seen the military pay you promised?"

"Yes. The court is waiting for me very much, and even the iron pots are moved away! The salt cooked every day can't even eat salt!"

"This general, the surname Lu is a high-ranking official of the court. This time he came to attack Xuzhou, he was the leader. You must not let him go!" The salt dicks were talking and sneered at Lu Luzeng's statement.

"Corruption, evil, you group of idiots who are ignorant! They were all deceived by the Red Trouble. Follow them, sooner or later, you will die sooner or later without a burial place! Sooner or later!!" Lu Lu Zeng was shy and angry, and shouted.

However, this is not his central army tent, and the salt selves no longer take him seriously. They just gathered around and cursed with their lips. "Dog official, you still look down on us when you die. You don't urinate, what are your virtues now!"

"Beat him to death, beat him to death. Manager Li doesn't want to dirty his hands. Let's do this for the boss!" Someone took the opportunity to cheer up loudly, and immediately piqued the arrogance of the salt diners to the highest point.

Fortunately, Wu Liangmou reacted quickly and found that the situation was not good. He immediately ordered his soldiers to isolate Lu Lu Zeng from the surrounding salt dicks. Then he scolded the angry salt dicks: "Sit down for me! Whether to kill him or not, the chief executive will decide. What are you clamoring now? If you continue to make trouble, I will carry the salt pan away!"

"General, general, we know we are wrong!"

"The general said yes, I shouldn't be making trouble. What should I do with this guy? General Li has the final say!" The salt dicks immediately surrendered, and responded loudly while retreating and dispersing.

"If you don't want to die, don't cause trouble!" Wu Liangmou turned around and glared at Lu Lu Zeng, and ordered unhappily. "You have passed the Jinshi exam and can't even say anything!"

"You--!" Lu Lu was so angry that he was glaring at him, but he did not dare to talk back. He was afraid that he would annoy the young thief general in front of him and throw himself to the salt diners and make it into meat pie.

"Oh!!" Seeing his cowardly look, Wu Liangmou shook his head gently and continued to walk away with the auxiliary soldiers of the Red Turban Army and the salt dick who was recruited to help. From now on, he had no passion for the fame of the Yuan Dynasty.

The big black man and the white-faced man saw everything in his eyes and sighed softly. After sighing, he communicated with each other with his eyes, placed the white cloth dipped in salt water on the beam of the bucket, stood up, and saluted Lu Zeng, "Mr. Shan, I have treated each other some time ago. We have thanked us here!"

"Tongfu, Defu, what do you two mean?!" Lu Luzeng's heart immediately burst out, and he stepped forward and pulled the big black man and the white-faced man in one sleeve, and asked stammeringly. "You two are good families, how can you be deceived by the red scarf thief with a few words?!"

"Shan Gong!" Hu Tongfu, a big black man, lowered his head and looked at Lu Luzeng as if he was looking at a child. "Whether to cheat or not is not said or done."

"Yes, Mr. Shan. You always ask yourself, are the Red Turban Army saying all lies?!" Geng Defu, a white-faced man, also lowered his head and said to Lu Lu Zeng with a smile.

"This, this" was covered in sweat by the clear eyes of the two. Lu Lu once let go of his hand and threatened with a little bit of threat: "You, you all have family members in the south! Tongfu, Defu, if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your family."

"If you don't mention it, who would have noticed where the two centurions' homes are?" Geng Defu, a white-faced man, reacted very quickly, immediately raised his face and said with a sneer. "Mr. Shan, even if the court pursues the matter, I think you will definitely protect our two families, right? You are a famous person in Chongtianmen, and everyone in the world knows it!"

After that, Lu Luzeng agreed. He shook his head and turned around and chased Wu Liangmou's back with the big black man Hu Tongfu.
Chapter completed!