The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 167 Self-recommendation

When Zhang Bojing took office in Kuaiji, he took it as his duty to respect the virtuous and courteous people, to help the people recuperate, to eradicate evil, and to clean up the accumulated abuses. He was deeply loved by the officials and people in the city. Like Geng Ruqi, he was a good official dedicated to the people. .

At present, the people do not regard the Ming Dynasty as the orthodoxy, but regard thieves as the Ming Dynasty. Who is right and who is wrong?

The Kitchen King really has the ability to reach the sky, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Looking back on the rule of the Ming Dynasty, what Zhang Bojing saw and heard on the way from the capital was that the people were all displaced. The world belongs to the Zhu family, but it will not always belong to the Zhu family. On the contrary, The world will always belong to the people.

Under these two experiences, Zhang Bojing had other thoughts in his heart.

Chen Qiyu's face was gloomy. He had heard this for a long time. To be precise, all officials who knew what was happening in Qinzhong had heard this sentence.

He stared at Zhang Bojing and seemed to have guessed what Zhang Bojing was going to do.

"Why, do you want to persuade me to defect to the Kitchen King?"

Chen Qiyu said this sentence from between his teeth.

As a minister, even if he had committed a heinous crime and the only thing waiting for him when he returned to the court was execution or exile, he would not be able to defect to the bandits.

Hearing this, Zhang Bojing seemed to calm down a little. His expression was slightly stunned, and then he cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare to do this."

Chen Qiyu took a deep look at Zhang Bojing and said, "Don't dare to be the best. This defeat is not your fault. The Stove King is powerful, beyond our imagination. You can get up."

He didn't expect that the fire gun soldiers were no match for the Kitchen King, and that the Kitchen King alone could match an army of thousands.

To be precise, no one expected that things would develop like this. The Shenji Battalion that defended the capital was defeated when facing the Stove King.

"Tell me about the losses in this battle."

Chen Qiyu had already thought about it. Neither he nor anyone else could do this. He straightened up his forces and told the emperor everything that happened here, word for word. Although the emperor did not listen to the excuses, he heard The news he brings may make you choose to believe in him again.

After all, if Emperor Chongzhen wanted to continue suppressing the bandits, he would either send more troops or replace them, but who could have his experience?

And he, Chen Qiyu, has become famous in Qinzhong. He wiped out the large and small bandits in Shaanxi. He has such experience and experience.

"The Shenji Battalion suffered more than 200 casualties, more than 100 firearms losses, and two artillery pieces."

Say this.

Zhang Boxing felt that Mr. Chen in front of him was breathing heavily. He looked up at Chen Qiyu, whose mouth was trembling and his eyes were blinking.

"Two cannons and several firearms," ​​Chen Qiyu took a deep breath. The Kitchen King was already powerful, but now that he has acquired two more cannons and several firearms, wouldn't the Kitchen King be even more difficult to deal with.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Chen Qiyu calmed down. If there are too many lice, he is not afraid of being bitten. The Stove King is already powerful. Shenji Camp has 500 firearms and two artillery pieces, but it is difficult for him to deal with the Stove King. This proves that this seizure is very important to the Stove King. It is nothing to the Kitchen King, and the Kitchen King may not take it seriously.

"The whole army will return to Qingyang and we will make plans."

That's all we can do now, tell the inspector everything about this place, and the inspector will naturally report it to the court.

What to do next depends on the emperor's plan.

I can only say that I will do my best to obey the emperor's orders.

"That's it."

Wu Yi listened to Chen Qiyu's words as if he was listening to some fairy tale, about how one person can defeat ten thousand troops, or about taking the enemy's head from two hundred steps away.

"Is this true?"

Wu Di frowned. Although the Kitchen King was powerful, the previous governor of the three sides did not deify the Kitchen King.

Chen Qiyu seemed to have expected Wu Zong to ask this question. He sighed and then waved.

Under Wu Yan's doubtful eyes, Zhang Bojing led the two of them up.

The two men were wearing military uniforms, their bodies stained with blood, and they looked defeated.

"Yang He."

Wu Yan's expression changed. He knew that Yang He was in the army, but he didn't know where he went. He didn't expect that he would be sent to join the army to annihilate the Kitchen King.

Chen Qiyu sighed and looked at Yang He. He seemed to have seen his future self. He might not live as well as Yang He in the future. "Exactly, he can see clearly. Just ask him."

In the battle with the Kitchen King, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion accounted for the most casualties, while the casualty ratio of the infantry was not high. Yang He and his son both survived, but many of the nine tribes died. people.

Yang He slowly raised his head and looked at Wu Zong with a dejected expression. In the last battle, it was better for him to die directly. In this way, there was no need to face everything he had to face while alive.

"We are rushing forward, and we are only a hundred meters apart from the Kitchen King. The Kitchen King is in front of the formation, and there is a man in charge. We can't charge forward more than twenty meters. We hear the sound of thunder."

"There was no light or shadow of swords, but I could see people screaming and dying, or their heads were broken, or their bodies collapsed and their limbs were broken. In a few breaths, there were dozens of dead and wounded, and within ten steps, there were more than a hundred dead and wounded. In front of the army, the fire was still burning. The king alone."

As Yang He spoke, a trace of fear appeared on his face, as if he recalled the scene at that time. It was definitely the most terrifying scene Yang He had ever seen.

He understood that he did not lose unjustly, Kitchen King defeated him without even using such a thing.

And Chen Qiyu, the newly appointed governor of the three sides, was able to push the Kitchen King to that extent, and he had already done a better job than him.

"We are all fleeing."

After saying that, Yang He raised his head and looked at Chen Qiyu, with a hint of sympathy on his face.

He had heard about this person and had filed a complaint against Wei Zhongxian. However, this person had been transferred to another place and was being mentioned again. He must have been framed by an adulterer.

On this errand, whoever comes will die, and it’s useless no matter who comes.

The more Wu Yan listened, the more frightened he became. Yang He could not collude with these people to deceive him. This also meant that this was true. The Kitchen King could really stop thousands of troops with just one person.

Moreover, listening to Yang He's words and Chen Qiyu's words, the Kitchen King is really like a god.

Wu Yan's eyes wandered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He knew how much help the emperor had given him by asking Chen Qiyu to suppress the bandits this time. He even brought the Shenji Battalion with him, but he suffered a disastrous defeat when facing the Stove King.

Who else can I replace it with?

Wu Dong knew that Chen Qiyu had done a good job, and he saw it.

The bandits, big and small, were beaten to death by Chen Qiyu's strange moves and fled to death.

He has tried his best.

"Alas," Wu Yan sighed, "I already know that you have done a good job."

Wu Di comforted him and said, no matter who else can take care of the Kitchen King matter, it will only give the emperor a headache.

Hearing this, Chen Qiyu showed gratitude. He knew that Wu Di was already on his side in this matter. When the time comes, Wu Di would definitely speak for him in the memorial he reported to the emperor.

That's enough.

"Thank you very much, Inspector Wu."

Chen Qiyu cupped his hands and said.

"Hey, you and I are working together and it is our duty to destroy the Stove King. Why should we say thank you?" Wu Di waved his hand and said.

Although he came to supervise Chen Qiyu, he also hoped that the Kitchen King could be wiped out.

"Alas," Chen Qiyu sighed.

"Oh? Why does the Governor sigh?"

Chen Qiyu slowly turned his head, looked towards the north, and then said slowly: "With our own strength, it may be difficult to destroy the Kitchen King. How to do it depends on the emperor's decision."

As he spoke, he arched his hands forward to the right.

"That's true," Wu Di nodded in agreement. A trilateral governor, tangled with the soldiers and horses of the three sides, and cooperating with the Shenji Battalion, would be defeated by the Stove King. Not to mention one casualty, he might even lose one person. None of the root hairs fell out.

To deal with the Kitchen King, the three governors are no longer enough.

"Perhaps it will take a nationwide effort."

Yang He suddenly murmured. Everyone present looked at Yang He.

Then Wu Yan and Chen Qiyu looked at each other, and both of them sighed, "That's how it should be."

"Kitchen King, it takes the power of a few provinces or the whole country to annihilate him."

"I will inform the emperor about this right now," Wu Zong said, and then ran out in a hurry. The situation was urgent and he needed to rush 800 miles to inform the emperor about the matter.

"Brother Yang Yang, if you know anything else, tell me quickly."

Chen Qiyu turned his head and looked at Yang He. He originally wanted to call him by his first name, but after thinking about it, they might become colleagues in the future.

Yang He's eyes moved slightly, as if he had guessed Chen Qiyu's thoughts, and he suddenly felt like he was a fallen person in the world.

"I don't know much," Yang He said slowly, telling Chen Qiyu what happened when he dealt with the Kitchen King.

Liu Zhenhua stared at Gao Yingxiang, who was wearing white clothes and white robes.

"What brings you to me?"

Liu Zhenhua didn't know much about this Chuang King. He didn't lack military generals now, he only lacked management talents.

Again, Shaanxi has many soldiers and horses since ancient times, but few champions.

This is mostly the case in the north.

"I heard that the Stove King is only for talents, so I, Gao Yingxiang, boldly recommend myself," Gao Yingxiang knelt on the ground and said with cupped hands.

"Oh? What are you good at?"

Liu Zhenhua asked.

"Good at riding and shooting."

"It's still a special unit," Liu Zhenhua muttered.

Outside Ganquan City, soldiers lined up.

They have been here for some time. Liu Zhenhua sat on the chair and looked at Gao Yingxiang, who was dressed in white and riding a horse in the distance.

He is holding a bow and arrow, and in the distance parallel to the direction of Gao Yingxiang's horse, there are several scarecrows standing.

"This boy was indeed captured by the Kitchen King."

Wang Er couldn't help but murmur.

Next to him, Wang Jiayin's face twitched. Gao Yingxiang had taken the initiative to defect to him at first, but now he followed the Kitchen King so quickly.

"I don't know what loyalty is."

Wang Jiayin sighed, and then turned his attention to the Kitchen King who was sitting on the chair. He was young but had a power that was inconsistent with his age.

"Where did the Kitchen King put that weapon?"

Wang Jiayin still misses the Kitchen King's two magical weapons.

It can be said that getting that thing is almost the same as getting the world.

"Should I also show off in front of the Kitchen King? This will make it easier to get information about the weapon."

Wang Jiayin thought about it in his mind, but there was nothing special about him. He only had a sharp mind and his martial arts value was not very high.

After much thought, Wang Jiayin decided to forget it and look for an opportunity.

Gao Yingxiang aimed at the scarecrow in the distance. The bumps on his horse had almost no effect on Gao Yingxiang. He loosened the bow string, and the bow and arrow flew out immediately.

"Whoosh!"

The flying bow and arrow accurately hit the straw man's head. You must know that he is on a horse now and is at least seventy steps away from the straw man.

But it wasn't over yet. Gao Yingxiang was riding on a horse and kept shooting arrows. The horse on his crotch was circling around the scarecrows.

After a while, each scarecrow had an arrow stuck in its head.

Within this distance and still moving, Gao Yingxiang can almost always hit the mark.

"How about it."

Liu Zhenhua asked Yang Lichao, who was standing next to him.

The latter had a look of appreciation and admiration on his face, "It's amazing, I can't do it."

"Then what if we fight immediately."

Liu Zhenhua then asked, the best horseman under his command is Yang Lichao.

"Yeah, I haven't fought him, but he should be inferior to me."

Yang Lichao still has some confidence.

Liu Zhenhua has no doubt that he is there, Yang Lichao is a talented player, and Gao Yingxiang is obviously also talented, but his talent lies in archery, not in immediate fighting.

Liu Zhenhua rubbed his chin. Cavalry, mounted archery, and bows and arrows are not as good as crossbows. Bows and arrows are difficult for novices to get started, and they also require physical fitness.

However, Liu Zhenhua has many crossbows, which can replace bows and arrows, allowing Gao Yingxiang to stop a cavalry and archery unit.

With the decision in his mind, Liu Zhenhua knew how to arrange Gao Yingxiang.

"Kitchen King."

After the performance, Gao Yingxiang stood hunched in front of Liu Zhenhua.

"Well done. I appoint you as the cavalry company commander. I will give you 500 cavalry and 500 powerful crossbows. Take care of these 500 people."

After Liu Zhenhua finished speaking, Gao Yingxiang was already trembling with excitement. During this period of time, he had heard how good the Stove King was and how he was a god and appointed people on their merits.

Now, when he heard that the Kitchen King actually asked him to lead five hundred people and five hundred riders, he was overjoyed.

He believed it.

"Thank you Stove King, Yingxiang will definitely live up to Stove King's expectations," Gao Yingxiang knelt down directly on the ground and kowtowed to Liu Zhenhua.

"Yang Lichao, you take him to get acquainted with him, tell him who the company commander is, and pick out five hundred men, five hundred cavalry, and five hundred crossbows for him."

Although Liu Zhenhua is currently saving up and will be able to explode a Maxim every once in a while, Liu Zhenhua is still producing crossbows, horses, and other common things in ancient wars.

Of course, it is produced using leftover materials from a production cycle later.

Most of it is used to buy guns and bullets.

"Yes."

Yang Lichao raised his hands and said.

"Wait a minute."

Gao Yingxiang said.

"Ok?"

"Kitchen King, Yingxiang has one more thing to do," Gao Yingxiang's eyes flashed.

Liu Zhenhua waved and ordered Wang Wu to take the soldiers for training, leaving the heavenly soldiers alone, as well as Gao Yingxiang, Yang Lichao and others in front of him.

"King Stove, last time you controlled the magic soldiers and one man was the leader of the army, Wang Jiayin and Wang Er seemed to covet your magic soldiers, fearing that they might have different ambitions."

(End of this chapter)