When talking about Xin Qiji, Zhao Fang thought about it.
"It seems that it is. I heard recently that he will not write poetry anymore and will be the finalist."
"Really." Qian Haoheng said in his heart, it's a pity, it's a pity. Xin Qiji's poetry level is far above him, and such a person will be a great loss to the poetry world.
But who would have thought that Zhao Fang said again: "But I heard that after he captured Qinzhou, he drank a jar of wine and stood at the top of the city, and wrote a poem on the city with wine. Unfortunately, he didn't copy it back. I heard that he was very domineering, which means he pointed at Youzhou and drank horses and wine springs."
"What a pity, what a pity." Qian Haoheng also felt a little regretful, and no one copied the poem back.
Zhao Fang pointed to the crowd over there, and Qian Haoheng looked in the direction Zhao Fang pointed, and saw a few people from blue cloth Baotou walking to the stage. One of them was shouting something. The companion beside him cut his arm with a knife and drew it on his face with blood.
"Yaomin."
At this time, someone came to the stage again, and it was still blue cloth Baotou.
Zhao Fang said: "This is Miaomin."
"You can tell it clearly?"
Zhao Fang replied: "Well. They came from the south of Shennong Mountain and came to help the rebel army in Shandong. Unfortunately, Shandong was killed in battle, and many people also died in battle. I went to send some salt, but they refused."
Qian Haoheng asked: "Why refuse?"
"There is no need for compensation for the death of a friend who is alive and dies. I sent someone to give him ten thousand kilograms of iron. This time they accepted it and are building a sword."
"I heard that the Yaomin in Tanzhou was in trouble?"
Zhao Fang knew about this: "Han Qi and Lingzun have arrived in Yueyang, and they didn't dare to let them know that you are here, for fear of any accidents. But calculating the days, they are going south to Tanzhou. Yueyang is very nervous, and ordinary people don't need to know what's happening here. I'm a dead person, you are not."
Zhao Fang made it clear that he could have many explanations: those who died of illness or those who died of battle were all good.
Qian Haoheng can't do it.
Qian Haoheng left Lin'an in the name of traveling around the world. If people know that he is in Wancheng, the consequences will be a bit terrible.
"Yeah." Qian Haoheng nodded. He originally wanted to ask, can his father and Han Qi handle Tanzhou's affairs?
But now there seems to be no need to ask.
A few days later.
Tanzhou.
Han Qi and Qian Hongxuan have not yet entered Tanzhou.
Just in the mountains west of Tanzhou, three men returned to their tribe with their bags.
Yao people, Miao people, Dong people, etc. have already been formally called in the Southern Song Dynasty. In the book Ximan Congxiao, the titles of Miao and other ethnic groups have been officially mentioned.
The Yao people's rebellion is just a name. In fact, many tribes and multi-ethnic groups face a kind of resistance against the oppression of the government.
Three men entered their own tribe.
The tribe went out this time, and only three of them came back, and all the old people in the clan came up to meet them.
After seeing the clan elder, the leader of the three men took off the bag on their backs. The bag contained a pack of earrings and the man's earrings.
The clan elder didn't speak, and sat on the ground and picked up an earring, one earring, one person, and one earring, one life.
“There is a big man.”
The speaker of Yiluoqiao was called Yiluoqiao, one behind him was Bo Jin and the other named Yin Jiujiao.
"Big man?" the clan elder looked up and asked.
"Yeah." Yiluoqiao nodded heavily: "I haven't seen this big man, but many people are fighting for him. Our friend Song Ren Lu Dong was shot with four arrows and his intestines flowed out, but he rushed towards the city gate with a pack of gunpowder. He said he deserved his death."
The clan elder asked: "Why?"
Yiluoqiao replied: "I heard from Lu Dong that the great man came from heaven and came to save the world. It was not to save the Song Kingdom, but to save the people of the world. He had a high status in the court of the Song people. It was he who launched the Battle of Wancheng. Wancheng would implement some new rules. I have recorded this."
What Yiluoqiao took out was the simple rule of ditching into a mu.
An hour later, Yiluoqiao told in detail about his experience in the war in Wancheng and many new knowledge he learned.
The clan elder asked Yiluoqiao: "What do you think?"
"I want to bring people back, I want to fight with them. I have met Tubo people. The Song people abandoned them. They were bullied by the Jin people for decades. They were fighting. The good or bad of the Song country has nothing to do with our tribe, but the officials of the Song people are bullying us. If the Jin people go south, they will bully them even more ruthlessly. I want to protect Wancheng, no matter who comes."
The clan elder asked: "Whoever?"
"Yes, no matter whether it is the Song people or the Jin people, no matter who comes, they will be chopped back. I will protect Wancheng. I will see the life of having no worries about food and clothing described by the great man. I will see with my own eyes the life of not being bullied by officials."
The clan elder thought for a while and looked up: "Ring the bell, summon the tribe's people, I will accompany you to Wancheng. Let's see if there is a place that is not bullied by officials."
"Yeah." Yiluoqiao nodded heavily.
The clan elder said again: "Go and contact Li Bunuayilang and tell him to come and talk."
"good."
This Li Bunuayilang is actually the rebellious leader of the Yao people who wanted to kill him quickly.
Li is surnamed.
During the Tang Dynasty, he was a national surname with the Tang Dynasty. How could he come from? Bunu was his tribe name, Ayi was his name, and Lang represented him was a man.
In fact, at this moment, Li Bunuayilang was summoning elite troops to prepare to head north.
The people from his tribe also came back, not with earrings, but with silver ornaments that looked like arrows. This is something that Yaomin men decorated on their hairbands. The silver ornaments were carved with heroes from all generations or heroes of ancestors.
"If there were such good people in the Song Dynasty, we would not rebel. We led the elite troops north and conquered Xijing, which was wrong. Capture Luoyang City, Luoyang City in the Tang Dynasty. Such a big man should have a capital city. We Yao people are not afraid of death, but are afraid of death. The Jin people killed more than 100 of us, and we want to kill 1,000 people, and take revenge, and take revenge."
Tens of thousands of Yaomin young men held their swords and shouted for revenge.
"Go north!" Li Bunuayilang waved his long sword, and tens of thousands of people shouted together: "Go north."
Going north is not difficult.
Only when they scattered and secretly arrived in Yueyang would someone pick them up, and a boat would be sent to send them to the mouth of the Han River, and then a boat would pick them up to Xiangyang.
Xiangyang, the ones that need to be killed now are almost the same as the chaos, and Xiangyang is completely in control of Zhai Cai.
All of this was an unexpected surprise for Han Jiang.
Han Jiang has been happy these days and is not in a hurry to take his wife Qian Xinyao back from the Qian family. He goes to court every day, listening to the quarrels in the court.
Especially one day, after a full martial arts ritual was staged in the court, Han Jiang became more interested in going to court.
Chapter completed!