Now that the Battle of Damangpo has spread to the capital, storytellers will naturally not let go of the story material in this county.
There are three parts of the story they like to tell the most.
Number one is naturally still Jin Feng.
The second one is the first Ninth Princess in history to play drums in front of the formation.
The third one is the escort from Zhenyuan Escort Agency.
In particular, Zhang Liang led his 500 black-armored troops to break through the encirclement, and the enemy camp captured the commander during the decisive battle, which was described by storytellers as miraculous.
In recent months, when people in the capital pass by the entrance of the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, who doesn’t praise it?
There is always a chain of contempt for a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door.
All the government officials in the capital are grandsons inside the city, but outside they are uncles.
When they see government officials from other places, they will not look at each other.
Facing the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, the government officials also had complicated emotions.
On the one hand, they feel that they are well-established and have a stable job, which is much better than the escorts who travel all over the country.
On the other hand, they are envious of the welfare of the escorts and the reputation of the Zhenyuan Escort Agency.
Looking at the tall war horses under the escorts' seats, and then looking at the mules and horses under their buttocks, the two government officials thought that it was a lie to say that the water was not acidic.
In addition, Jin Feng's tone of questioning just now was so impolite that the younger yamen officer opened his mouth to scold him.
But before he could open his mouth, he was glared at by the elderly yamen servant.
After all, the older government servant had been working as a cadre for a few more years, and his eyes were more sinister.
When I saw the escort guarding Jin Feng in the middle, I knew that he was no ordinary escort.
He asked tentatively: "This brother, who are you?"
Luo Lan has stayed in the capital for a relatively long time and knows that the government officials in the capital are all snobbish. If they cannot be restrained, they may not say anything at all.
Turning his head to look at Jin Feng, he found that Jin Feng nodded slightly and said, "This is our chamber of commerce and the head of the escort agency, Baron Qingshui—Mr. Jin!"
"Mr. Jin? Did Qingshui Gu defeat the party members, Mr. Jin?"
The yamen servant was shocked when he heard this.
The younger yamen servant behind him even sighed secretly.
Fortunately, Master stopped him just now.
The old woman standing aside widened her eyes and looked at Jin Feng in disbelief.
His lips trembled, and he felt dumbfounded.
Jin Feng's reputation in the capital is really great.
At this time, the people basically had never read a book, and their life circle was only ten miles away. They were simple at best, simple-minded at worst, and stupid at worst. They believed whatever the storytellers said.
Therefore, in the minds of many well-off people, Jin Feng is a mythical existence.
Seeing such a legendary figure, the old woman's first thought was to kneel down and kowtow to him.
"Yao Chunyang, a humble employee, has met Mr. Jin!"
The older Yamen servant quickly dismounted his horse and bowed to Jin Feng in a polite manner.
"Have the Eastern Barbarians crossed the river?"
Jin Feng asked again.
This time the officer did not dare to show off, and quickly replied: "Sir, the Eastern Barbarians haven't crossed the river yet."
"Why is the city gate closed?"
"This... I don't know what my humble position is." The government officer shook his head and said, "We just received an order to evacuate the people within a thirty-mile radius."
"When did you receive the order?"
"This morning."
"The city gate is closed, how do you go back?"
"Master Captor said that at three o'clock in the morning, the city gate will open for a stick of incense, allowing us to return to the city."
"Okay, I understand, you go and do your work."
Jin Feng nodded to the yamen officer and did not ask any more questions.
The other party is just a yamen servant, and he knows only a limited amount of things. I'm afraid I won't be able to find out anything if I ask again.
After the yamen servant left, Jin Feng raised his head and glanced at the sun: "Everyone, put down your things and hurry up as soon as possible!"
When the old woman heard Jin Feng's words, she hesitated for a moment, then bravely stepped forward and said hello: "Jin...Mr. Jin..."
After saying hello, he hesitated again.
"Are you okay, ma'am?" Jin Feng asked.
"Sir, it stands to reason that you should put your things here with the old woman, and the old woman should look after them for you, but...but the Eastern Barbarians are coming, and the old woman has to take Guifang and her granddaughter to escape..."
"Ma'am, if you should go, just go. We'll leave someone to guard our things."
Jin Feng didn't say anything that he would definitely drive away the Eastern Barbarians, nor did he try to persuade them to stay. Instead, he motioned to Liu to take a bag of millet and hand it to his mother-in-law: "This food is a little bit of our kindness. Auntie will take it with you for the journey."
"How can this be done?" The mother-in-law waved her hands quickly.
"Auntie, you are not refuting my husband's face."
Luo Lan persuaded: "Take it, sir, he is still in a hurry to leave."
Seeing what Luo Lan said, the mother-in-law had no choice but to accept the millet.
The bodyguards and chamber of commerce guys began to unload the goods. Liu called the names of several bodyguards and asked them to stay and guard them.
"Leave some war horses for the brothers."
Jin Feng explained: "If there are Eastern Barbarians coming, you should leave Bu alone and run south as soon as possible. Do you understand?"
This place is more than twenty miles away from the capital. The purpose of the Eastern Barbarian cavalry coming to the capital is to intimidate the Dakang court. Even if they rob, they will not go too far, so it is unlikely that they will come here.
In fact, even if they did come, it would probably only be a small team, and after running here from the capital, the physical strength of the war horses would definitely be exhausted. With the vigilance of the bodyguards and the performance of the Tubo war horses, it would not be difficult for the bodyguards to escape.
"yes!"
The escorts and chamber of commerce guys all nodded solemnly.
The amount of Shu cloth they brought this time was quite large, and the old woman's two thatched main houses, plus the kitchen and woodshed, might not be able to accommodate the pile.
Such a lot of cloth is worth a lot of money. If it were replaced by an ordinary owner, they would definitely let them stick to it.
However, Jin Feng specifically told them to drop the Shu cloth and run away if they saw the Eastern Barbarians.
This is also the reason why bodyguards and chamber of commerce guys are willing to work hard for Jin Feng.
Because Jin Feng has always emphasized that human life is more important than cargo. If there is danger, it is important to save one's life.
But the more he emphasized it, the harder the escorts worked.
Since the establishment of the Escort Bureau, I don't know how many times I have encountered bandits on the way to deliver goods, but it is rare that the escorts throw away the goods and run for their lives.
It is usually a fight to the death. Unless the disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves is too great, we will retreat.
And there will definitely be revenge afterwards.
Tieniu has specialized in this before.
While the bodyguards and chamber of commerce guys were unloading the goods, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were also packing up and preparing to escape.
The little girl at the tea stall stood watching, waiting for her mother and grandma.
Maybe he was too bored to wait, so he raised his head and looked at Jin Feng: "Are you Jinchuan's brother, the God of War?"
"Brother God of War?" Jin Feng was stunned.
"Sir, now the storytellers in the capital say that you are the God of War of Dakang, and the people also start shouting you like this."
Luo Lan explained.
"I don't have a daughter yet, so I don't dare call her the God of War."
Jin Feng couldn't help but think of those small advertisements in his previous life. Each one of the God of War's life experiences was more miserable than the last.
Either the daughter lives in a kennel, the wife is beaten, or the parents and family members die tragically and are burdened with blood feud.
Although the host's life experience is pitiful, it is not that miserable.