Devil’s Advent

Chapter 608

There are now two places in Fengxin City, the most heavily guarded, and the highest status at the same time.

One is the small courtyard where King Jingnan lives now.

One is the temporary residence of Lord Pingxi.

At this time,

Lord Zheng Hou was sitting in the signing room of his mansion, behind a curtain, giving final instructions to these storytellers.

Such things as prestige,

The more the better;

Lord Zheng Hou is not afraid of too much, and he doesn't have so many taboos;

He doesn't have the mentality of fearing that the master will be overshadowed by his achievements;

He can't do deliberate self-defilement.

Climbing up to now, it is enough for the soldiers to cover the water and the earth. I used to kowtow occasionally and say a few nice words. It was for living. Now that I am a marquis, I can't live longer and go back.

A small part of this group of storytellers were selected from among the refugees, and some of them did not make a living from storytelling before, but did white things.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you have a good mouth.

Most of the rest are from Yingdu.

In any era, it must be smart to earn money without relying on blood umbilical cords.

The owners of teahouses and restaurants naturally know whose story is the most loved by tea drinkers in recent years, and who can tell whose story is more suitable for drinking;

Therefore, many storytellers who were originally stationed in the store had their bosses pay for the expenses on the road, and let them cross the Wangjiang River and come to Jindong.

I thought it would be a great satisfaction just to take a look at the Fenghou ceremony. Anyway, I can brag about it after I go back. At that time, I can hang a sign at the door of the teahouse or let people talk about it, saying that it is my husband. Just came back from Fenghou Dadian, and brought back first-hand information at the same time.

But who knows, things happened so unexpectedly, so smoothly that they themselves felt a little unbelievable.

They were found one by one, gathered together, and sent to this temporary Pingxihou Mansion.

Then,

All of them kneel and sit on the mats row by row, each with a cup of tea, a plate of snacks, and a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Seven or eight clerks stood in front, holding books in their hands, and began to recite the "life story" of Lord Zhenghou.

at first,

These professional and amateur storytellers are still a little confused,

but soon,

what they realized,

Start to write and record.

In this day and age, those who can play tricks, and who can make a living in the rivers and lakes, have no brains or a bright mind.

Moreover, most of these people are literate.

The storyteller is illiterate, how can he read the book?

Mr. Bai Shi is illiterate, how can he write elegiac couplets for others?

What no one knows is,

behind a curtain,

Lord Zheng Hou was sitting on the grand master's chair, drinking tea.

Public opinion propaganda port,

It is a place that Zheng Houye values very much.

In fact, even if there is no actual benefit, it is very cool to let your own story spread, after all.

This one alone is already in line with the fundamentals of the devil king's code of conduct.

Not to mention, you can also improve and enrich your own personality among the people.

Zhenbeihou Mansion has a century-old heritage,

Even if Li Liangting sat there without moving, he could still earn his living.

The Pingxi Hou Mansion has just been established. As the first generation of Hou, there are really many things that Zheng Houye needs to do.

The clerks recounted Pingxihou's achievements in the past few years from his meritorious service in the civilian husband camp to his feudal marquis.

Although, these deeds have long been no secret among the people.

Especially for these storytellers, in the teahouses and restaurants, the most popular story in recent years is the story of Zheng Houye.

But when everyone gathers here, sits down, and is reinstilled from beginning to end,

Rao, most of them have already turned gray,

But it is also inevitable to be overwhelmed.

No rendering, no addition, no exaggeration,

literally stated,

It's more like a story than a story.

After the clerks finished speaking,

The storytellers below began to whisper, exchange ideas, and borrow notes from each other. After all, some people write fast and others write slowly, so it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

This missing thing is a day's reward, and it can't be left behind.

At this time,

Lord Zheng Hou behind the curtain put down the teacup,

Coughed.

For a while, the storytellers immediately quieted down. They already knew that there was someone behind the curtain, presumably it was someone in charge in the Hou Mansion.

However, they really didn't think about it, the mighty Lord Pingxi was sitting there at this moment, and listened to the review and narration of his own life experience with them.

joke,

Could Master Pingxi be so boring?

but,

Lord Zheng Hou really knows how to do it.

The "capital city" was transferred to Fengxin City, and there were so many things, all the demon kings were assigned work, but Zheng Fan, the master, could only watch the demon kings busy there, and he had no specific business to take over;

So, I found out by myself and came over to listen.

"Everyone."

Lord Zheng Hou spoke.

The storytellers immediately listened quietly.

"My Lord Hou, fought for the country, made meritorious service to the country, and virtuous to the common people. The reason why I called you here is not to sing praises to my Lord Hou;

It is because among the people, the story of my Lord Hou is often told, and it is inevitable that there will be mistakes and mistakes. In order not to damage the wisdom of my Lord Hou, I have summoned you.

I hope that you will be cautious and follow carefully when you are in the industry in the future, so as to live up to the tea and snacks of today's Houfu. "

Many storytellers immediately got up and bowed down:

"I'll wait until I understand."

Zheng Fan nodded and continued:

"This storytelling is something that you are experts in. You know more than me, but I have a suggestion here. If it is useful, you should listen to it. If it is useless, you should just listen to it for fun.

That is,

When telling a story, you can tell a story that can be finished in one day, but you can tell it in two days..."

At this time,

An impatient young storyteller said:

"My nobleman, how can I tell the story of this day in two days?"

Other colleagues around showed envious eyes on him,

This joking skill,

They were one step behind!

After all, now the big guys are leading their apprentices when they come on stage, and the work of cheering is all led by the apprentices, it's unfamiliar, it's unfamiliar.

behind the curtain,

Lord Zheng Hou took another sip of tea,

Without any haste, he said:

"It's easy to do. Add something to it. Of course, you can't make it up or make it up. The butcher has figured it out a long time ago. We can also learn how to inject water into the pork. It's called irrigation."

"Dare to ask your honor..."

"Dare to ask your honor how to irrigate?"

Now, there will be a lot more fanfare, all of which are professional.

"At the beginning of each story, first tell about the political situation of each country, talk about the four major swordsmen, and talk about the customs of each country;

Tell the story again,

After eliciting the story,

Let’s look back at the previous stories, tell about the life of Lord Hou, that is, the past, and talk about the scenery at that time,

Leave a piece at the end,

Hold the fire well,

Tell this story again, of course, remember to keep suspense. "

for a while,

full house:

"I see."

"Been taught a lesson."

"The enlightenment."

"It's deafening."

Lord Zheng Hou also smiled, he didn't really think he had any abilities, limited by the speed and scope of information dissemination in this era, if these storytellers didn't know the tricks mentioned above, their stomachs would have been emptied long ago. What for food?

get up,

Lord Zheng Hou walked out from the back door.

This mansion is not big, and the new mansion is under planning, and even the entire Fengxin City needs a new round of construction.

Let's put it this way,

After the Battle of Chu,

Lord Zheng Hou dug many noble ancestral graves in Chu State, and he had too many hard goods such as gold, silver and jewelry on hand.

It is impossible to send money directly;

Therefore, according to the blind man's plan, it is planned to start a large-scale infrastructure construction and use work in lieu of relief.

so,

The newly arrived refugees also had money in their hands,

There is such a large demand market,

Merchants will naturally come for profit,

It can also stimulate local prosperity.

Zheng Houye is really not interested in gold and silver treasures, he is not a lizard dragon, he likes to use gold coins to build nests.

To a certain extent, the reason why the living standard of Xueguan soldiers and civilians is so high is precisely because the superstructure with Lord Zheng Hou as the core has a low demand for wealth and a desire to preserve it.

Thousands of gold scattered and come back,

There are soldiers and food, what can I not get?

Didn't the princess grab it too?

When you are interested in the future, the Queen Mother can also snatch it back.

In this era, it is the mainstream to buy land for descendants, save family property, and bury treasures.

It can only be said that Marquis Zheng and the demon kings didn't think about it for so long at all. Even the "hundred-year-old mansion" mentioned in Emperor Yan's imperial decree, Marquis Zheng was not much touched.

Otherwise, the big guys often talk about finding a place to open an inn?

This is basically the mentality of sitting on a boat watching the flood and drinking wine.

"Master, the guest has been waiting for a long time."

Zheng Fan nodded, indicating that he understood.

The guest came, and the guest waited for a long time. Lord Zheng Hou knew about it a long time ago, but he still listened to his story there.

open the door,

into the study,

Jing Renli immediately stood up from the chair,

Kneeling down to salute Zheng Fan:

"My minister sees the son-in-law."

Zheng Fan let out a "hmm", walked behind the desk, and sat down.

Habitually reaching out to lift a small lid on the table to take a sweet date and throw it into his mouth,

hesitated,

Still put it back on.

Jing Renli got up and said to Zheng Fan:

"My son-in-law, my lord heard that you have been named a marquis in the country of Yan, and is very happy for you. This time, I even brought some congratulatory gifts."

"hehe."

Zheng Fan smiled.

this thing,

It's really interesting.

I was granted the title of Marquis of Pingxi in Yan State, but the regent of Chu State even rewarded me.

"Rewards or something, it doesn't matter, we are a family after all, aren't we?" Master Zheng Hou said kindly.

"My son-in-law, what you said is true, what you said is true."

Zheng Fan tapped his fingers on the desk a few times, and said: "This family, don't talk about the two families, talk about money, and hurt feelings."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"Then since it's a family, it doesn't matter if you have a meal, right? I haven't heard of any decent poor relatives who don't even give up a bowl of rice when they come to the door, right?"

"Forehead………"

"Tell me that uncle, I am short of food, and this stutter is the only thing I need. Can he help me a little? I am grateful for his kindness."

"this………"

Jing Renli raised his head and looked at "Master Consort".

But he saw a very serious expression on the son-in-law's face.

for a while,

Jing Renli was in a daze,

In the end who won the battle!

"My son-in-law, here, our country of Chu is out of food, you are the one who brought the soldiers..."

Originally, if the battle line had been at Zhennan Pass, although it would be very difficult for the Chu State to supply food and grass, there was actually no major problem, and the front line could still be satisfied with a squeeze.

If the fighting ceases there,

If Chu State squeezed again, it could definitely provide some food in order to make friends with this "son-in-law".

After all, with the size of Chu State, a land in the east of Jin is far inferior.

But the problem is that the flames of war are not only at Zhennan Pass. In fact, Zhennan Pass is the place where the flames of war have been most shallowly affected, and even when they finally withdrew from the front line of Zhennan Pass, the troops of Yan and Chu were not there at all. There were real siege and defense battles.

Hundreds of thousands of cavalry from the Yan army entered the territory of Chu State, but they did not bring food and grass.

Therefore, after the Yan army retreated, the northern border of Chu State was almost in a mess, not to mention that Yingdu was also destroyed in the fire.

If we really want to talk about food shortages,

Chu State is now even more deficient than Yan State.

However, there are two sides to everything.

Yan Guo and Jin Di, these two countries in the north, may encounter great natural disasters in the past two years. To be precise, they have already started to suffer disasters this year, and because of successive years of wars, their families have already been emptied Alright, everyone is already waiting with hands tied up now, what are you waiting for?

Wait for the civil uprising, wait for the suppression of bandits, or wait for appeasement.

As for the state of Chu, if the regent is given a stable period of time to recover and recuperate, it will be difficult this year, but after next year, he will be able to breathe.

It is impossible to recover, but at least it is a trend to go up from the lowest point.

"No food?"

"My son-in-law, it's absolutely true. This winter, I don't know how many people died of freezing and starving."

"Tsk."

Lord Zheng Hou helped his forehead helplessly,

Said with emotion:

"That's really pitiful, the people are so innocent."

"..." Jing Renli.

If this is not in Fengxin City,

If it weren't for the soldiers of Yan State nearby,

Jing Renli really wanted to point at the person in front of him and yell:

"Then who is to blame!!!"

Mr. Zhenghou took a deep breath and raised his head;

In fact, the previous words were not intended to ridicule Jing Renli.

Because although the blind man said, this winter, there will not be a large area of people starving to death in East Jin.

But the diet of the people under his rule,

will probably become:

Eat yams in the morning, potatoes at noon, and sweet potatoes at night;

have to,

It's all the same flavor.

If it doesn’t work, it’s good to import some grain from Chu State to improve the food, but I always eat the same staple food, and it’s still mushy. The quality of life is too worrying.

Even if you add some rice, at least you can make a hot and sour potato shredded rice bowl?

Well,

It seems to be a staple food.

Seeing Lord Zheng Hou, Jing Renli began to frown inexplicably,

thought it was angry,

Immediately, he revealed his cards,

road:

"The empress dowager, I like the princess the most. I really don't want to see the princess suffer."

Lord Zheng Hou suddenly raised his attention,

have to,

And the meat scene,

Lord Zheng Hou immediately smiled and said:

"Yes, the Marquis will immediately arrange for the princess to return to her natal family to visit relatives."

"..." Jing Renli.

If it was in the past, when the princess went back to visit her relatives, she would definitely not be able to come back, because this was a disgrace to the people of Chu and a disgrace to the Qu family.

Now, Zheng Fan has been sealed off as a marquis and border, and Qu's family is only half-lived. Chu people know how to do business. Is it worthwhile to keep the princess at home or let the princess continue to be Mrs. Pingxihou.

"No, son-in-law, what our majesty means is that I, Da Chu, still have land in the southern border, so we can transfer food from the south."

Zheng Fan's eyes immediately sank.

What a waste of time,

Yan is still poor!

The geographical location is poor and the land is not fertile enough.

Take a look at people doing the country. They were beaten up four years ago, but they recovered in the second year, and they were able to rebuild the three-sided defense line.

Take a look at Chu State. Although the southern border of Chu State is still mixed with many Shanyue tribe forces, it can still squeeze out a lot of things.

This is called a solid foundation, and this is called strategic depth.

Dayan snorted and swallowed the land of the Three Jins, without seeing the depth, nor the background, because of the chaos caused by the war, it was equivalent to carrying another suffering brother.

"What do you want?"

Zheng Fan's voice turned cold.

Jing Renli hesitated for a moment,

road:

"War horse."

The Chu people raise horses in the country, otherwise Liang Cheng would not be able to snatch the war horses from the Chu people after the Jingcheng was burned.

But in fact, in order to maintain a large and well-organized cavalry corps, the number of 10,000 to 20,000 horses can only be regarded as a tooth gap, a tooth sacrifice.

Moreover, the water and soil are different, and the cost of raising horses is also different. Even if you get rid of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, to be honest, it will be enough to save face.

twice,

Yupan City once,

The battle against Chu is once again,

The Chu people were bullied twice by Yan's large-scale cavalry corps!

Therefore, the Chu people are now eager to create their own cavalry army.

The land of the Three Jins is actually more suitable for raising horses. The knights of the Three Jins used to have their homes here. Moreover, the vast snowfield north of the Tianduan Mountains is rich in war horses.

But the problem is that Zhennanguan, Xueguan, and Jindong are all in the hands of Zheng Houye, which means that Zheng Houye blocked the possibility of Chu people obtaining war horses through external channels.

Seeing Lord Zheng Hou's expression was cloudy and uncertain,

Jing Renli immediately added:

"My son-in-law, my king said that the price of war horses in the past can also be converted into food, craftsmen, and what you need, my son-in-law, I have, and anything else."

In fact, when receiving this task, Jing Renli once felt that his king had gone crazy.

Son-in-law, son-in-law, did you really take Pingxihou of the big swallow as your son-in-law?

Calling him son-in-law is nothing more than giving himself a layer of family members to beat his family members, and it is not so humiliating when he kneels down.

He lost his mind and went crazy, would he trade war horses with you?

But the king is sure,

Definitely let yourself talk.

Lord Zheng Hou leaned back slightly,

road:

"This Marquis is Dayan Zhongliang."

Jing Renli sank down, looking very disappointed.

Zheng Fan frowned,

Reluctantly, he reached out and stroked his brows a few times,

Jing Renli is not Ji Lao Liu,

Ji Laoliu knew the implication of this sentence.

As a last resort,