The weather has cooled down, and Datong, the Jin Dynasty ushered in brightly lit night.

Nearly half of the leaves fall, the grass is turning long ago, and winter in the north is coming soon. However, the coldness in the temperature has not reduced the prosperity of Datong. Even the solemn atmosphere of the city's prevention and security has been tightened one day and one day, the number of lights has not decreased. Carriages with flags and lanterns are driving on the streets of the city, occasionally passing by the soldiers in line. When the curtains are shaken, they reveal faces containing nobility and pride. Veterans who have experienced many battles sit in front of the carriage, waving their whips high. In stores with lights, carnivores gather here to chat and laugh.

The great affairs of the country are in sacrifice and military affairs. A new round of southern expedition has begun. After the 300,000 troops in the east set off, Datong in Xijing became the focus of attention of the Jin nobles. Lines of interest were intertwined here. Since winning the world on horseback, some Jin nobles sent their children to a new battlefield to seize another fame, while others were powerful and powerful in the Jin Kingdom, and their children focused on the ways to make profits from the war: countless slaves in the future, and the wealthy fiefdoms in the south, hoping that the soldiers would bring back various treasures from the Wu Dynasty, or because of the mobilization of the army, the loopholes that could be exploited in the huge logistics operation.

Compared with the corrosion experienced by the Wu Dynasty for two hundred years, the emerging Great Jin Empire showed a different atmosphere when facing huge interests: Zongfu and Zongbi chose to conquer the entire Nanwu to gain the strength to intimidate Wanyan Zonghan. But in addition, more than ten years of prosperity and pleasure still showed its due power. After the poor were once rich, they enjoyed all the beauty of the world with the dividends of war. However, such enjoyment may not be continued. After more than ten years of cycle, when the benefits that the nobles could enjoy began to decline, those who had experienced the peak might not be willing to return to poverty again.

Not to mention poverty, even a slight regression is probably something that people are unwilling to accept.

The old nobles who once won the world on horseback must have simple and rough methods: provide military funds at high prices, use inferior products as good ones, and transfer military rations through relationships, and then sell them to the market for circulation again... Greed can always stimulate people's imagination to the greatest extent.

The nobles kept coming to Datong, and the blow to these things had become fierce at this time in the Datong area. In the past few days, even the sons of the two dukes were arrested and severely injured by Zonghan himself with a whip. It seemed that it also meant that the older generation of hard-core forces reached the peak of the cleanup of the younger generation of Jurchens. Under Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Xiyin's personal charge, the Datong Prefecture's yamen was in a fierce manner. Over the past few days, many powerful children have been dealt with. After arresting these powerful children and tortured them, they were put into the army of the Southern Expedition and replaced the sentence with military service.

However, such severity did not prevent the nobles from continuing their activities in Datong Prefecture. Even because young people were thrown into the army, some old nobles and even noble ladies came to the city to seek relationships and plead for mercy, which also made the situation inside and outside the city even more chaotic.

However, such chaos is about to come to an end.

"...A big tree will die because it grows borer, and the world is chaotic, and national affairs are often like this." On this prosperous night, in the attic of the King of Chen's mansion, Wanyan Xiyin was looking down at the night outside and talking to two young people who were already tall around him. These were his two sons and Chen Wenjun, the eldest son Wanyan Dezhong and the second son Wanyan Youyi. As the most scholarly family in the Jurchen noble circle, Xiyin's two children did not disappoint his expectations. Wanyan Dezhong was tall and both civil and military. Although Wanyan Youyi looked thin, Yu Wenshi already had experience. Even if he could not compare with his father's amazing charm, he could be regarded as an outstanding leader among the younger generation.

When he was about to go out to fight and talk to his two sons, Chen Wenjun brought tea from the room to give the three closest people in the world to her. Although Xi Yin's family style is strict, she may not be the kind of father who is pretending to behave with her children on weekdays. Therefore, even if she was instructed before leaving, she seemed extremely easy-going.

"Over the years, I have always felt that the world has changed too quickly. Since the Emperor's rebellion, he swept the world like nothing, and laid this foundation. However, for twenty years, my Dajin has been still strong, but no longer invincible in the world. Looking closely, my Dajin is losing his aura and his opponent is becoming fierce. A few years ago, the black flag was raging, which is a precedent. The theory of investigating things has made the rise of firearms even more concerned. Zuo Qiu said that he would be prepared for danger in times of peace and be prepared. This southern expedition may be able to stabilize the world before the change of the firearms, but it should be the last time for my father to follow the army."

After fighting in the south and north, the army was alive. At this time, Wanyan Xiyin was already getting older and half of her hair was white. When he spoke like this, his sensible son naturally said that he was in a dragon horse spirit. Xiyin waved his hand and smiled: "The father's health is naturally good, but he can't be praised. Since you are going to the battlefield and have the determination to die, you are both the sons of the God of Ceres and have to be alone. You have some advice for your father, and you will leave it to you... No need to say much, and there is no need to say anything good or bad... My Jurchens are in the white mountains and black waters. Your fathers were fed without food and clothing when they were young, and they ate raw food and drink blood. They followed the Emperor Aguda for many years and defeated countless enemies! Destroy the Liao Kingdom! Swallow the Central Plains! Now, your father is a prince, and you have been rich and well-dressed since childhood... it was exchanged for blood."

"When you reach this point, what you can remember most is not the pavilions, towers, and luxury and food in front of you. Nowadays, Jurchens swept the world. Wherever you go, you see those people arrogant and arrogant. The Jurchens remembered by your father are not like this. Today, what you remember for your father are more dead... Friends who grew up together died, and their brothers in the war died while fighting, fell to the ground, and no one was cleaning up the corpse, and when they turned back, they could not find them... Dezhong, you have manners, the life you live today is made up with corpses and blood. Not only the blood of the Jurchens, but also the blood of the Liao and Han people, you must remember."

When he talked about the Han people, he reached out and held Chen Wenjun's hand.

"If the next battle is settled today, your fathers will wipe out the world and put this wealthy world on the body to you. You may not need to fight again. What do you need to learn? You must learn to prevent it from bleeding. Don't let the Jurchens flow, and don't let the Jurchens flow. It's better not to let the Han and Liao people bleed, because if you let them bleed, they will make you feel uncomfortable. This is... your homework."

In the attic, Wanyan Xiyin paused: "Also, it is the corruption of this human heart. Life is better and people become bad..."

His words continued in the attic and said for a while. The city was in full swing outside. When the instructions were finished, it was getting late. After the two children said goodbye, Xi Yin took his wife's hand and remained silent for a while.

"You... aren't it easy to live?" After a moment, Xi Yin spoke.

Chen Wenjun lowered his head slightly and didn't say anything.

"I am a Jurchen." Xi Yin said, "I can't change this life. You are a Han Chinese, and there is nothing I can do about it. The Jurchens want to live well, haha... I didn't want to live a bad life. I have been thinking about it over the years. After all, I have to have a head for fighting for so long. This head is either the Jurchens lost and the big gold is gone. I will take you to a place where no one else can live, or after the world is over, you can settle down. Now it seems that the ones behind are more likely."

"You have to live a hard time, so bear with it. After this battle, the only thing for your husband is to make the Han people live better. Let the Jurchens, Liao people, Han people... integrate as soon as possible. You may not see this life, but your husband will definitely do your best. The world has ups and downs, and the Han people live too well and are destined to be left for a while. There is no way..."

Chen Wenjun didn't say anything.

Tears fell.

...

On the same night, in the same city, Mandu Daru rode his horse and ran anxiously on the streets of Datong.

"Quick! Quick"

He shouted like this, and he was still waving his whip with all his might. The cavalry team following him were chasing with all their might. The roar of horse hooves was like a torrent passing through the streets.

After a while, the team rushed to the front of a large mansion in the east of the city as fast as possible, blocked the front and back, and broke into the door.

There was a chaotic sound in the mansion. A guard came up to stop him. He was slashed to the ground by Mandu Dalu. He broke through the corridor and the frightened servants and drove straight into the courtyard of Deli Tou. When he saw a middle-aged man, he shouted loudly: "Mr. Jiang, you will surrender if you have any trouble..."

The official surnamed Jiang has a great status in the Jurchen court. He was a senior official under Shi Liai. He held an important position in the logistics system for food and grass transfer. When he heard this, when Mandu Dalu came in, the other party was already sweating and pale in his face. He was holding a steel knife. Before he could rush to the front of the person, the other party turned his hand and inserted the blade into his stomach.

"It's time to kill!" Mandu Dalu rushed over. The other party was already in a state of a steel knife piercing the abdomen. He gritted his teeth and hugged the other party suddenly, stabilizing the wound. "I have the full authority to deal with this matter by Lord Ceres. You think you're dead! Tell me who is behind the scenes! Tell me a name or I'll let your whole family go to death and do what I say."

Mandu Dalu was initially recalled to Datong to find out the murderer who assassinated Zong Han. Later, he participated in the rebellion of Hannu. When the army gathered and logistics operations, he intervened in these matters. Over the past few months, Mandu Dalu solved many cases in Datong, and finally the biggest case was found in some clues this time. Some Jurchen nobles and logistics officials embezzled and transported air force funds, fed their private bags and replaced them with pillars. This official surnamed Jiang was the key figure.

When he found this clue, he had already been noticed by the people behind him and hurriedly came over to arrest him, but it seemed that someone had already taken the lead. Lord Jiang knew that he was lucky. After he hesitating for a long time, he finally stabbed himself. Mandu Daru threatened loudly and tried his best to wake him up. Lord Jiang was in a daze and had already started vomiting blood, but finally raised his hand, stretched out his finger, and pointed to a place.

"What! What! Tell me clearly! Talk!" Mandu Dalu waved his hand and slapped him again.

But the other party finally lost his breath.

"What... what!" Mandu Dalu stood up and turned around, looked at the direction that Lord Jiang pointed, and passed for a moment, stunned.

Among the piles of tables and chairs there, there was a black tablecloth.

"Black Flag..." Mandu Dalu understood, "The Joker..."

In a few months, all parties in Mandu Dalu solved the case and had dealt with this name earlier. Later, Han Nu rebelled, and the black flag spy took the opportunity to take action and steal a list of the Gu Shen Mansion, which caused a lot of controversy in the entire Xijing. It is said that this list was difficult to spread all the way, and I don’t know how many people involved. If Lord Cert himself fights him, using this list, some swaying southerners made clear their positions, but the other side also exposed more southerners who surrendered to the Jin Dynasty in advance. In a sense, Lord Cert suffered a loss in this battle.

Mandu Dalu wanted to catch the other party, but for a while later, the other party disappeared, so he went to take charge of other things. In the clues this time, a Han man was vaguely mentioned, and it seemed that he was the clown. However, Mandu Dalu was not sure before. When he broke through the fog and learned about the situation, he determined the other party's identity from Lord Jiang's hand.

This Jiang surname is dead, and many people will escape because of this, but even if it surfaces now, it involves a deficit of nearly 30,000 stones of grain. If all of them are pulled out, there will probably be more.

"I will definitely catch you..."

Mandu Dalu stood up and slashed the table in front of him with a knife. He just returned to Datong and wanted to catch it, but again and again, either because he didn't pay enough attention or because he was busy with other things, the other party disappeared from his vision again and again, and it also made him feel tricky again and again. However, at the moment, he still had more things to do.

The army on the west road will set off tomorrow.

Tonight, many people are dying...

...

Ten miles south of Datong City, the Western Army camp, the endless light and fire and tents filled the entire field of vision, extending endlessly.

The convoy of baggage was still busy all night. It had never stopped since a long time ago and seemed to be operating forever.

Two figures climbed up the hills in the dark, watching from a distance the suffocating everything. The huge war machine was already in operation and was about to crush the south.

"The other end of Jiang was targeted for a long time and may have been exposed..."

"It's okay, the benefits have been divided...you said..."

"Um?"

"You said, does this work have to do what we do?"

"Everyone can do something. The teacher said that if you do it, you may not have any results, and if you don't do it, you will definitely not have any results."

Lu Mingfang and Tang Minjie stood in the darkness, looking at the vastness of everything, after a moment, Lu Mingfang looked at Tang Minjie with deep eyes and patted his shoulder. Tang Minjie suddenly turned his head and heard Lu Mingfang say, "You are too tense."

“Is there any?”

"The things here... are not something you and I can do." He smiled. "I heard the news that the battle has started in the east. Zhu Biao left Zengtou City, Wangshan Yuexia Daming Mansion, and later broke Li Xizhi's 200,000 troops on the bank of the Yellow River... Wang Shanyue seemed to be planning to defend Daming Mansion to the end..."

Although it was thousands of miles apart, the military situation from the south was not slow. Lu Mingfang had a channel to know the messages conveyed by the Jurchen army. He whispered these situations thousands of miles apart. Tang Minjie closed his eyes and quietly felt the surge of the waves in the whole world, and quietly experienced the terrifying things that followed.

On August 19, the nineteenth year of Jianshuo, the Jurchen Western Route Army swore a vow to Datong and, under the leadership of General Wanyan Zonghan, began the journey of the fourth southern expedition.

South of Yanmen Pass, the forces led by Wang Juyun, Tian Shi, Yu Yulin, Lou Shuwan and others have already set up defenses and set up a strong attitude. Datong and Xiyin bid farewell to Chen Wenjun and his two children: "We will bring this world back to the Jurchens."

In the south, after yelling in the Jinluan Palace, he rejected the ministers' plan to allocate heavy troops to attack Sichuan Si. Zhou Junwu rushed to the front line in the north. He said to the ministers in the court: "I will not fight back the Jurchens, I will not come back."

Wang Shanyue on the north bank of the Yellow River: "I will guard Daming Mansion into another Taiyuan."

That night, looking at the Jurchen army that was about to go, Tang Minjie wiped his mouth and nose, turned around and walked towards Datong: "I always have to do something... I always have to do something..."

After that, the autumn rain continued, and wars and beacons pushed down. The continuous autumn rain fell on every part of the earth. The river flowed, and the turbid water roared, accompanied by the sound of thunder, the sound of killing, and the sound of resistance, hit every boulder wherever it passed. It exploded with a bang.
Chapter completed!