"Brother Kuanfu."

Zhao Bian and Zhang Fangping sat opposite Wen Yanbo. The first person to speak was Zhao Bian. He thought, "I don't go around the circle. We are entrusted by others. Brother Kuanfu, how much are you going to find out? Could it be that you really want to involve Shangsansi and the Privy Council, and even involve the Political Affairs Hall?"

Wen Yanbo did not answer, but looked at Zhang Fangping.

"Brother An Dao, do you think so too?"

Zhang Fangping's face looked ugly, "Mr. Wen, it is reasonable to be honest in handling the case, I shouldn't argue. However, the officials in Yizhou have been in Yizhou for many years and still know some situations. The matter of Jiaoziwu in Yizhou must not be investigated... Otherwise... otherwise..."

Zhang Fangping couldn't continue, and Wen Yanbo suddenly laughed.

"Brother Qingxian, Brother An Dao! You are all the chief censors of the world, the censors, and the honest and honest ministers... The so-called inaccuracy is nothing more than an excuse for some people to cover up their crimes! I, Wen Kuanfu, have no choice but to be the chief magistrate, have no other choice, only seeking justice! I will never let this case go. If Wen Kuanfu is wrong, you just impeach. If some people are guilty, please do not shelter you!"

After Wen Yanbo finished speaking, he picked up the teacup.

Zhao Bian and Zhang Fangping were depressed and had to leave.

As soon as they left, Wen Yanbo, who had a righteous face, quickly changed his face. He savored the feeling. These two people had never been involved in the court struggle, and they were all moved, which shows that the things behind them were not simple.

Moreover, Zhang Fangping also warned him that Jiaoziwu in Yizhou could not touch it... It seems that there are many stories inside!

Wen Yanbo thought for a long time and thought that there was something that I couldn't bear to bear. Wang Ning'an, don't try to hide far away. The old guy immediately wrote a letter and asked Wang Ning'an to come back to help clear the accounts.

Zhao Zhen felt that it was winter and there was nothing ahead, so he agreed to Wen Yanbo's request and sent someone to Sizhou to pass the imperial edict.

...

The northwest blizzards, one after another, the roads in Dingqiang City were blocked. The snow, which was as thick as two feet and the bone-thick cold wind were enough to destroy all creatures. As long as you are in the wild for a few hours, you will become a statue that will not move.

From October to November, more than 30,000 people were taken away. Just five days ago, the last wave of herders left here and headed to Jingzhao Prefecture, where there were still many jobs waiting for them.

On this day, there was a group of people suddenly in the empty wilderness.

They were wearing thick leather armor, wrapped in two layers of cotton coats, which looked like cotton bags. From head to toe, they were tightly wrapped, revealing their palm-sized faces and covered with lard, which was simply armed to their teeth.

But even so, they still couldn't resist the invasion of the severe cold. They had to walk around to stimulate their bodies' energy and fight the terrible severe cold.

Someone took off the snow and collected many dead branches and leaves. In the evening, a bonfire was lit.

Everyone took off their helmet, put a ball of white snow inside, melted on the fire, and found a piece of black stuff from the skin, threw it into the pot, and soon the smell of meat came out.

Everyone grew up their mouths, pinched their noses, and swallowed the fat-filled porridge in their helmets into their stomachs.

After eating, everyone didn't dare to open their mouths for a long time, for fear of vomiting.

What they drank was a thick meat oil mixed with strange taste. The taste was really indescribable.

Finally, when night fell, they started to move, spread the bonfire, surrounded the fire, laid leather sleeping bags, and drilled in one by one, then covered their heads and tied the ropes to prevent them from being blown away. Otherwise, the strong wind would take away the heat from the body and freeze to death due to loss of temperature.

This was destined to be a difficult night. Three days before and after a new experiment, Wang Shao found Wang Ning'an with the final result. He was very solemn and his nose was sore.

There were 30 soldiers and 100 war horses. Five were frozen to death on the first day, 12 war horses, and two were frozen to death on the second day. On the third day, only three war horses were frozen to death, and the rest were intact!

If it is a battle, you will die on the battlefield and have nothing to say.

But because of the experiment, seven people died. The young man who was lively frozen to death in the wilderness!

Even the heart is shaking.

Wang Shao felt very shameless. Even though he knew the cause of Yu Longke's death, he still wanted to cry and act just to win people's hearts.

Wang Shao once felt that he would never feel sad again. It was just a cold machine... But this time he was wrong. Facing the cold corpse, he really cried.

The dead soldiers were still very young, and there was no pain on their faces. They curled up, quietly, as if they were really asleep...

"My Lord Wang, I am the only one who is whimsical and killed so many brothers. I am willing to be punished!" As Wang Shao spoke, tears in his eyes kept turning.

Wang Ning'an shook his head, "The general died in a hundred battles, and the hero returned for ten years! These brothers, I will report to Your Majesty to commend and reward, and their families will also give generous pensions. The experience they exchanged for their lives is extremely precious. Zichun, what do you think?"

Wang Shao's tears still flowed, "Grandpa Wang, I originally wanted to send a team of people to attack Hezhou while the snow was blocking the mountain, and caught Qingtang off guard... It was just the result of the experiment, and I was wrong. If you want to protect your brothers from death, each person must prepare at least three layers of sleeping bags, and the horses must be properly protected. In addition, long-distance marches require food and supplies... With our current ability, we can only meet up to 100 people. The scale is too small and not enough to start a war!"

Wang Shao took a deep breath, lowered his head, and said ashamed: "I am wrong. Please punish me!"

Wang Ning'an did not rush to speak, but walked around the ground a few times... 100 people, saying more or less, and saying less or less. If they could make good use of it, it might be a wonderful move!

"Zichun, you immediately select the 200 most powerful warriors for field training. To make them into a sharp dagger, if necessary, these people will play an unexpected role!"

Wang Shao's eyes also lit up, "Grandpa Wang, do you mean to let them be dead soldiers? Go and assassinate the opponent's general?"

"This is one aspect." Wang Ning'an said: "Qingtang is vast and has a sparse population, and it is difficult to support the army's combat. If more than 100,000 people, it will encounter difficulties. But if there is a surprise weapon from the sky that is out of nowhere, not afraid of the cold, and not afraid of obstacles, if necessary, it can blow up roads, attack the opponent's camp, disrupt the morale of the army, and carry out assassination... Do you still remember that the Great Food Warrior once attacked His Majesty. There is no reason why we can't do what the Great Food can do! And we have to do better!"

...

Wang Ning'an and Wang Shao discussed for three days before finally finalizing the plan.

But when choosing who to choose, I encountered trouble.

Because implementing this plan requires not only a strong body, but also a smart mind, but also proficient in various languages ​​and strong fighting spirit... In short, it requires all kinds of freaks!

"Uncle, do you think I can do it?"

Standing in front of Wang Ning'an was a black boy. It was only 20 years old. His name was Cao Ping, and he was Cao Qi's son.

Unlike his unrestrained father, Cao Ping has loved martial arts since he was a child, has excellent skills, and is calm and has the legacy of his ancestor Cao Bin. Cao Qi likes this son very much.

"No." Wang Ning'an flatly refused, "Your father will kill me."

Cao Ping was unwilling to give up and said with a face to the face: "Uncle, where are the standards you set? The children of ordinary families cannot do it at all. They must be loyal to the court, rather than die than surrender, but have good skills, good brains, quick learning, and quick response... Only the children of the generals, we all have a family, and no one will risk the disaster to the entire clan to surrender to the enemy. Moreover, we have learned martial arts since elementary school, and are well-versed in literature and knowledgeable, and know a little about everything... In short, is there anything more suitable besides selecting people from the generals?" Cao Ping pondered: "Uncle, don't you often say that the generals should be self-reliant? If you hide when you encounter danger, why do generations enjoy wealth and honor? Why should the court support us?"

"this……"

Wang Ning'an, who has always been eloquent, was speechless.

After a long time, he nodded, "Oh, so, you train first. I will go back to Beijing. When I see your father, I will decide. I will tell you that you are not willful. If your father doesn't agree, I will never nod!"

Cao Ping's eyes were circling, and he was shining with a proud light.

"Please don't worry, my uncle understand!"

...

When Wang Ning'an returned to Beijing, it was already the twelfth lunar month. As soon as he arrived in the capital, he found that his uncle Cao Qiyi was waiting for him.

"Haha, uncle, do you want to invite me and Laba porridge?"

"I'll give you a face full of Laba porridge!" Cao Qi's facial features moved, rushed to Wang Ning'an, grabbed his clothes, faced him, and sprayed Wang Ning'an's face!

"Tell me clearly, what kind of ecstasy did you give Cao Ping that bastard? Let him make such a fuss with me?"

Wang Ning'an was stunned, "I didn't do anything... I still want to ask for your opinion. Will you agree?"

"I... dare not agree!"

Cao Qi was so angry that he farted and furious.

"Do you know, that kid sent me a letter saying that he had entered the Shanzi Camp for training. As a man, he could not be a deserter. If I disagree, he would die to show me!"

Cao Qi was anxious and pointed at Wang Ning'an, and said angrily: "You, you give me a son!"

Wang Ning'an was really shocked. Unexpectedly, Cao Ping, who was silent, turned out to be a ruthless character, and he ate his father very hard.

"Uncle Guo, I will definitely go back and say, isn't he not going to fight yet? If you have a chance, don't worry, don't worry..." Wang Ning'an lowered his voice, "I said, how is the capital? That shameless person brought me back, don't be happy, right?"

Cao Qi nodded reluctantly, and then he became gloating again. Wang Ning'an stepped into the circle of right and wrong!

"Erlang, you don't know yet! Mr. Wen has been so fierce these days! The judge of the Three Divisions arrested two, the officials arrested three, and the head of the Privy Council was also arrested... Tsk tsk, everyone said Mr. Wen was a butcher in the officialdom!"
Chapter completed!