Chapter 191: Little Eunuch Soldiers Trapped in Wushao Ridge
The altitude of Wushaoling is not very high. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is only a dozen miles at most. Moreover, the mountain is not steep, but it is famous for its harsh climate. There is a poem about the advantages of a single road to Wushaoling, which says:
There is drizzle under the mountains and snow on the mountains. There are two seasons on the mountains and below. When the guests at the foot of the ridge shake their fans, it snows in June above the ridge.
The young eunuch led an army of 100,000 men and marched straight to Xiliang without stopping. The front army had already crossed the mountains and left, the middle army had just reached the top of the mountain, and the rear army was still dozens of miles away at the foot of the mountain. Some soldiers came to report:
"Commander, there is a temple on the mountain, and the incense is very prosperous. General Cao Huazhi, the pioneer on the road ahead, left a message, asking us to report to the commander when we reach the top of the mountain. Do you want to go to the temple to get a hexagram?"
The little eunuch has never believed in the idea that there is a god in the world. God is in his heart. If he believes in himself, he is a god. However, he was sent by his wife, so he had to obey. The little eunuch looked back at the brothers while riding on the horse. Hu San and others nodded in understanding.
In response to the request, everyone went to the temple together.
After dismounting in front of the temple, some soldiers led the horses. The young eunuch led Hu San, Wang Xiaowu, Hua Shixiong, Zhu Linzong, Zhang Facun, Huang Ren, Lei Xubin and more than ten people into the temple to pay homage and ask for fortune. There was an old Taoist priest at the gate.
Han Jizu led his disciples to greet him at the door.
The little eunuch put his right hand on his chest, bowed and saluted:
"The Taoist Master has invited me. I was passing by on the march. I didn't want to disturb the Taoist Pure Land, but I had something to ask of the Taoist Master, so I boldly went to the temple to pay homage. I hope that the Shinto master will not hesitate to give me some advice."
The old Taoist bowed his head, shouted "Infinite Heavenly Lord", and said:
"The heavenly soldiers passed by in a small temple, and the general came to give instructions in person, so that I could see the dragons and phoenixes in auspiciousness, and the wild grasses were shining. This was a rare blessing in a hundred years. We have lived in poor mountains and rivers for a long time, and we are ignorant. We are all frogs in the well. How can we dare to give advice? Such as
General, if you don't mind, please come to the quiet room to talk."
Everyone sat down one by one. The little eunuch took a sip of tea from the tea cup and asked respectfully:
"I asked Master Dong, where did this Xiangzi Temple come from? There must be an allusion to it."
The old Taoist bowed his head again and said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, the donor is laughing at this. Xiangzi is one of the Eight Immortals. This temple name was created by my great ancestor, Mr. Han Xiangzi. The poor Taoist layman's name is Han Jizu."
The young eunuch said: "I have admired you for a long time. If you say that the Taoist master has a deep foundation, he must be a true Taoist."
The old Taoist waved his hand and said: "Ashamed, ashamed. The benefactor is a man of great talent and awe-inspiring justice. He helped protect the country, opened up frontiers and split the land, saved the people from fire and water, and turned the tide from imminent collapse. He is a rare genius in the world. A poor Taoist knows how to recognize a hero.
I am considered lucky for three lifetimes."
Everyone loves to hear compliments, and the little eunuch is no exception. He picked up the tea cup, took a big sip, wiped his mouth, and said calmly:
"The Taoist master stays at home, but he knows everything about the world, and he has insight into every detail. I can't help but make me fall in love and admire you. I ask the master again, there are always foundations in the world. The Taoist master thinks about it. What do I have?
Fundamental?"
The old Taoist carefully looked at the young eunuch's face, then asked him to come closer, pinched here, touched there, pondered for a moment, looked around, and felt a little confused:
"General, you can repel your troops."
The little eunuch laughed and said: "Master, these are all my brothers. There are no outsiders. It doesn't matter if you just tell me."
"I wonder what the donor wants to know?"
"Master, please tell me about my predecessor!" The little eunuch didn't take it seriously at all. He was just taking a break from his busy schedule to have fun.
"The donor's predecessor was a son of a poor family who specialized in idleness. He made friends with a bunch of gangsters, drank and caused trouble, oppressed good people, and molested women. Later, his family fell into decline, and he became a tomb robber." The old Taoist closed his eyes and meditated, and just talked.
Come, as if there is no one in the house.
"What happened next?" The little eunuch said with a confused face. Although he was talking about the past, it was related to him after all.
"Grave robbing is just about robbing graves. Since the person is dead, it is useless to bury the property in the ground. It can be used to exchange for a bowl of rice. However, this person has a wrong heart. He dug up the grave and, if it was a male corpse, cut up the person and the property as well.
Go and throw it aside. If it is a female corpse, regardless of age or child, they will all engage in lewd acts." The old Taoist still had the same look, as if he was telling the truth.
"Oh my, my ex is actually a heinous bastard. If he is in my hands, he will be cut into pieces and fed to the dogs!" The little eunuch blushed and wanted the old man to stop talking.
, and eager to know what happened next, couldn’t help but ask, “What happens next?”
"The Emperor of Heaven was furious and punished this disciple to become a eunuch in the next life."
The little eunuch couldn't help but touch his crotch, as if someone was trying to snatch it away from him, and asked urgently:
"Is the eunuch finished?"
"No." The master smiled slightly.
"Why is this?" The little eunuch now believed that life has its causes and consequences.
"Because the little eunuch changed his surname to Pan, the Emperor of Heaven also made a mistake."
“Can’t a mistake be corrected?”
"Just because the little eunuch has transformed into a gentleman in this life, knows how to repay kindness, hides evil and promotes good, the Emperor of Heaven forgives him." After the old Taoist said this, he laughed and added, "The poor Taoist is talking nonsense, just joking, General, there is no need
really."
"Isn't it true that good deeds go unpunished, and the Emperor of Heaven also did something unknown?" the little eunuch said angrily.
"No, as the saying goes, the sky's net is vast and sparse. How could the Emperor of Heaven do something unknown? Later, the retribution for this incident fell on another person, who happened to be named Wang. Doesn't the donor think that this is a reward for good and evil?"
Without waiting for the young eunuch to answer, the old Taoist put his five fingers together and whispered "Buddha Immeasurable Life", ending his conversation.
Others didn't know it, so of course the little eunuch understood it. Hu San only knew one or two of them, but the secret was so mysterious that they both kept silent.
Suddenly, a small Taoist boy came outside and reported: "Master Dao, it's snowing, it's such a heavy snow!"
The little eunuch was stunned. The mountain was high and the slopes were steep. It was usually extremely difficult to cross. If there was such a heavy snowfall, how could the army cross the mountain? The little eunuch asked the old Taoist for advice on how to cross the mountain. The old mage said:
"This is God's will. Heaven's power is boundless, and humans cannot do it. The general has this calamity, and there is no way to avoid it. Even if the poor man reveals a few things, it will be in vain. General, don't worry. After three days, it will be a blessing or a disaster.
I’m afraid it’s time for a conclusion.”
The little eunuch and others hurried out of the temple gate and walked to the open field. Looking up, the sky was filled with white catkins and everything was vast. Logically speaking, it was still autumn and there shouldn't be such heavy snow. Just like
As the old Taoist said, the power of heaven is boundless and cannot be done by man, so what's the use of worrying about it? The young eunuch ordered the three armies to camp on the spot, build tents, and bury pots to make rice. He also went around to find more dry firewood, cow dung, etc., to light a fire to keep warm.
Prevent frostbite.
Not long after, the sergeant came back and reported, "The cow dung is hidden in the snow and cannot be found. There are few trees on the top of the mountain. It is impossible to find wet firewood, let alone dry firewood."
The little eunuch was at a loss as to what to do. He knew very well that in such a climate, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and it would be extremely cold at night after the snow. The soldiers did not bring anything to keep out the cold, such as cotton-padded clothes and thick quilts, and they would freeze to death. What should be done now?
?
Cao Huazhi was the vanguard, Shangguan Xue, Yin Tianxue, Huang Qiuchian, and Ruan Shimei were the deputy vanguards, leading 5,000 elite soldiers to clear the way. They had just crossed Wushaoling and reached the foot of the mountain that day. It was getting late.
The sergeants were ordered to set up camp and bury the pots to make rice. Looking back suddenly, the sunset was still shining brightly at the bottom of the mountain, but the top of the mountain was vast. The army guide was summoned urgently to ask what the weather was like, but the guide shouted: "It's not good!" Urgent words to the five female generals
road:
"This is August snow, which must happen once every few years. The snowfall time can be long or short, ranging from three to five days, and it can last for half a month."
"Can I go down the mountain after the snow stops?" Cao Huazhi asked.
"It's absolutely impossible!" The guide shook his head like a drum, and then said, "If you are unfortunately trapped on the top of the mountain, you can only go down the mountain when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom. If you have to go down the mountain, you need to go together with three or five people.
Even though their heads were wrapped, they crawled or rolled, and some even escaped death," the guide said.
Cao Huazhi and the other five people suddenly looked at each other, all of them with sad faces, and their hearts were in turmoil, like a thousand arrows piercing their hearts: Her husband was trapped on the top of the mountain, and there were 80, 90,000 or 90,000 men under his command. Not to mention the coming year, he would not be able to hold on even for a day or two. He was so anxious.
Five women were crowded into a tent, without thinking, sitting or lying down. They went in and out from time to time, looking at the sky and the mountains. Only after the sun set in the west and the earth was as dark as ink did they get into the tent and sigh.
, I don’t know when it will be until dawn?
Zhao Xiaogao led 5,000 men and horses to escort the grain and grass behind him. Suddenly, he heard that soldiers and local people came to report that it was snowing on the top of the mountain. Marshal Pan led a total of 80,000 Chinese troops and others were trapped on the top of the mountain. They must be in danger.
Could you please tell me how to send some capable soldiers to send some food up there?
The local people shook their heads and said that there was no feasible way, and truthfully reported the actual situation to Zhao Xiaogao.
Zhao Xiaogao was overjoyed when he heard the news. He put his hands on his forehead and secretly rejoiced: Pan Youan's end has come!
"Besides Marshal Pan, is there anyone who will have time to go up the mountain in the future?" Zhao Xiaogao asked the accompanying sergeant.
"There is a girl from the Yu tribe, Gingxing Dunzhu, who is leading two thousand guards to protect her family. She has not yet entered the mountain."
After hearing this, Zhao Xiaogao was overjoyed: I have heard for a long time that this lark has a loud singing voice, a handsome appearance, a slim figure, and is good at singing and dancing. It is my turn to enjoy it tonight!