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Chapter 160 Heart Attack

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    I don't know if God opened his eyes or God has no eyes. Fatty Lu fell from the three-foot-high closed wall, but he didn't break a single bone, and he didn't throw any important internal organs out of internal bleeding.  There were also a few more bruises, and some soft tissue damage on the buttocks¡ªaccording to the analysis of the military doctor who rescued Fatty Lu, the reason for this was that Fatty Lu happened to fall into the mud to slow down the impact.  The fat on the fat man also contributed a lot.

    The injury is really not serious, but falling off the wall once is not a joke. At least for the next day, Fatty Lu can only lie on the bed honestly, looking at Wu Sangui while recuperating.  Use all kinds of intelligence collected by the army to analyze the enemy's situation and study strategies to defeat the enemy.  And in the evening, Hong Xiguan, who was ordered to go out on business, finally returned to Yuping Pass, and brought Fatty Lu a private school teacher from Sizhou City to help Fatty Lu with some clerical duties.

    Fatty Lu did not suddenly want to recruit another staff member on a whim. The key is that Fatty Lu left Zhu Fangdan in Anshun to help his cousin Qin Yong and his confidant Li Tianzhi lead the army. At the same time, Fatty Lu, who is used to writing simplified characters with a pen, is really not good at brushes and traditional characters.  , That's why I had to find another master for help.  However, after seeing the writer Hong Xiguan found for him, Fatty Lu was startled, and couldn't help shouting: "Erlang, hurry up, keep our money bags tight!"

    It wasn't that Fatty Lu suddenly short-circuited his head and gave such a confused order, but that the master Hong Xiguan found for Fatty Lu was extremely good-looking. Although he was wearing a Confucian robe, his facial features were extremely uncoordinated.  The fat man is still small, but his aquiline nose is extremely huge, and his protruding ears and sausage mouth, no matter how you look at him, he looks wretched, and no matter how you look, he doesn't like it. In addition, his wretched behavior of looking around and looking left and right when he enters the room makes it even more similar to what is often seen by Lu.  Street thieves crushed by Fat Man Iron Fist are no different.

    "Master, I understand." Xiao Erlang subconsciously clutched his purse tightly, showing the same opinion as Fatty Lu.  The wretched master smiled wryly, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, the student knows that I don't look very good, but the student is also a disciple of the sage after all, and he hates those little people who sneak around, so I won't imitate them.  "

    "Mr. misunderstood, this officer is" Fatty Lu was a little embarrassed, and argued: "I asked my followers to prepare money bags and prepare to pay for the travel expenses of my husband."

    "To pay the travel expenses of the students?" The wretched master was taken aback, and asked quickly: "So, the adults don't want to use the students anymore?"

    "No, I don't mean that." Fatty Lu shook his head quickly, then turned to look at Officer Hong Xi.  Officer Hong Xi was quite clever, and immediately understood Fatty Lu's meaning, and immediately replied dejectedly: "My lord, I have tried my best, but because of the approaching flames of war, the people in Sizhou City are running and fleeing.  The city is more than half empty, and the younger one wandered around the city of Sizhou several times, and found such a private school teacher. If the adults are really dissatisfied, the younger ones can only go to Zhenning City to try their luck."

    "Damn it, other people's dog legs are all good-looking and have good features. How come my dog ??legs are destined to be rogue-headed characters?" Fatty Lu cried out in his heart, and asked the wretched scholar helplessly: "Mr.  Where are you from?"

    "Students don't dare to be respected and big." The wretched scholar replied politely: "The student's surname is Wang, and his humble name is Shaobo. He was a scholar in Sizhou Prefecture in the second year of Kangxi, and ranked eighth in the Guizhou provincial examination in the fifth year of Kangxi."

    "The eighth place in the provincial examination, Yayuan?" Fatty Lu's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Then you are not a juren?"

    "My lord, just because the student was born ugly, the then Xuezheng lord crossed out the student's name." Wang Shaobo replied with a wry smile: "The student swore to quit the exam in a fit of anger, and returned to his hometown in Sizhou to become a  Mr. private school, to save your life. The war is approaching, the students and professors are scattered, and they are worrying about their livelihood. It happened that an adult was recruiting a master, so he came here to recommend himself."

    "The flames of war are approaching, and the people are running for their lives, so why don't you run away, sir?" Fatty Lu asked casually.

    "Why did the students run away?" Wang Shaobo said with a startling expression, and said with a smile: "Prince Pingxi used Yungui as his foundation to seek thieves from heaven and kill Oboi. Wherever the army goes, he will definitely strictly restrain the soldiers and civilians so as not to lose the hearts of the people of Yunnan and Guizhou;  The banner played is to fight against rebellion according to the order, to pacify Yungui, and to point the finger at the prince's army. Wherever the army goes, it must put the people first, compete with the prince for the hearts of the people, and isolate the prince's army. Both sides put the people first, and they will not take it lightly.  Let's start killing, students have no official or job, just civilians, why worry about it?"

    "Are you so confident?" Fatty Lu asked with a smile: "When the Manchus entered the customs before, they slaughtered many cities. Now you don'tIt was printed on paper and glued to Kongming lanterns. Last night when the westerly wind was strong, Wu Gou took the opportunity to release the Kongming lanterns. All the Kongming lanterns flew eastward and floated everywhere. People and soldiers picked them up, and rumors spread.  "

    "What else?" Oboi almost vomited blood, hurriedly left the table and went to the messenger, took the thin paper himself, but saw that there was indeed a fake secret edict printed in clay on the paper: Blessed by heaven, the emperor said,  Taishi Aobai bullied the heavens and the earth, filthy and chaotic palaces, mutilated living beings, ruthless, and sinful!  Qin ordered Wu Sangui, Prince of Pingxi, to launch an army crusade to support the royal family and save the people!  The one who wins the head of Oboi will be crowned king by cracking the earth!  Party affiliates who flatter and worship traitors will destroy the whole family!  This!

    What's even more ruthless is that this fake edict is actually stamped with a fake vermilion jade seal!  As for whether the jade seal was carved out of radish or wood, no one will know for a while.

    "Wu Sangui, you thief!" Obai was furious, crumpled the fake secret edict into a ball, threw it heavily on the ground, and roared: "You dare to forge the secret edict, and you still have the face to play the banner of the Qing emperor, and put the emperor on the throne!"  where?"

    "Grand Master, that's not enough." The messenger said timidly again: "Since this morning, the Wu thief has started to write big characters on the city wall of Yuping Pass again.  Because the characters are so big, they can be read clearly from two or three miles away"

    "What's wrong with him?" Obai sneered, and ordered: "Go back and tell Yue Le to let him announce in public that this secret edict is a fake, it's Wu Sangui's plot to alienate the rebels, it's unbelievable. The truth is as close as the emperor's."  Flesh and blood, it is absolutely impossible for the emperor to issue such a secret edict!"

    "Is the emperor really not going to issue such a secret edict?" He said resolutely, but after thinking about it carefully, Oboi's heart was a little bit drummed, "With the evil mind of Emperor Mazi, wouldn't it be possible to think of the relationship between the old man and Wu Sangui?"  Stepping on two boats? Secretly promulgate a similar secret edict to Wu Sangui, so as to clean up the mess after the war. Emperor Mazi is likely to be able to do such a thing."

    Thinking of this, Oboi shook his head quickly, trying to drive the thought away from his heart, "Is it true that this old man is really old, and his mind is moved by such a simple estrangement, really shouldn't, shouldn't be."

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    Yuping closed at about the same time. Under the command of Lu Fatty and Wang Shaobo, soldiers of the Wu army were writing fake edicts on the wall with lime water.  After checking the progress of the project, he asked Fatty Lu worriedly: "Boss, will this be useful? Such a secret edict, Mangou can tell it's fake at a glance."

    "You don't understand this. If a lie is repeated a thousand times, it becomes the truth!" Fatty Lu waved his hand, and said proudly and confidently: "Actually, the sharp conflict between the old thief Oboi and the Emperor Mangou is very serious in Mangou.  It¡¯s no longer a secret in the dog officialdom, as long as this false secret edict spreads widely, the false will become true.¡±

    "Boss, the students think that if you are determined to spread rumors, you will shake the morale of the army." Wang Shaobo suddenly said with a sinister smile: "Then the students think that the boss seems to have forgotten something, which can be used, and the effect must be amazing.  "

    "What?" Fatty Lu asked curiously.

    "It's something issued by the government. People often copy and print it in exchange for money." Wang Shaobo smiled treacherously.  No matter how poor you are, as long as there is something on the market, you will definitely try to buy it and read it¡ªBoss, now you should understand what this is, right?"

    "Dibao (official newspaper)!" Fatty Lu slapped his arrows, and asked Wang Shaobo curiously: "Shaobo, I believe that you must know a man named Yuan Keding, right?"

    Note: Yuan Keding, the son of Yuan Shikai, in order to encourage Yuan Shikai to proclaim himself emperor, Yuan Keding forged "Shuntian Times" every day, specially printed some domestic and foreign articles supporting Yuan Shikai's proclaiming emperor, and then put this fake newspaper in Yuan Shikai's room every day  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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