"Mr. Yang said that we don't need reinforcements."
"It's like a dog!" Liao Jin laughed and scolded: "This is so confident!"
"Young people are always fearless." Huang Chunhui moved his body, leaning his back on the cabinet behind him, and asked: "What did you see in Chenzhou?"
Zhou Feng said: "Tiger spirit!"
"Tiger spirit?"
"Yes." Zhou Feng said: "Xiaguan thought that the people in the city were too worried and did not dare to tell the truth, so he stayed in the countryside this time."
Huang Chunhui nodded, very satisfied.
"Along the way, I saw that although the people's lives were still a little difficult, one thing was that most of them had enough to eat."
The entire northern Xinjiang is currently not self-sufficient in food, and has to rely on the Department of Household Affairs to deliver food. When food is tight, priority will be given to ensuring the supply of the army, while the people can only have one meal full and one hungry meal.
"Is Chen Zhou actually like this?"
Liao Jin looked at Liu Qing and said, "Old Liu, when you were here, I remember coming to Taoxian County every year to cry for poverty and ask for food."
"yes!"
Liu Qing smiled bitterly, "At that time, the old lady called Liu Beggar."
"Every year, the Ministry of Household Affairs gives Chenzhou so much food. Last year, it was five thousand dan less. How can this be enough to feed him?" Liao Jin asked, "Have you asked the people carefully?"
"Asked." Zhou Feng said: "There was a village leader who drank too much. After drinking, he told his subordinates that Yang Shijun had spoken out and that anyone who dared to disturb the people's farmland in Chenzhou would be the King of Heaven. He would also kill him.
Talk again."
"Damn! Did you join him in destroying the three major tribes just for farming?" Huang Chunhui took a sip of tea, chewed the tea leaves a few times and swallowed it.
"The village chief said proudly that the clamor in the southern part of the town was fierce. The last time the soldiers surrounded Lin'an City, they did not harm the surrounding villages and fields. They were scared to death by Yang Shijun."
"What about joining the army?" Liao Jin asked.
"Every family is excited."
"Why?"
"Yang Shijun built a Martyrs' Shrine to commemorate those soldiers who died in the war, and every year he would bring officials to worship in person."
"Wen can stabilize the place, appease the people, and persuade the farmers effectively. Military can suppress one party and frighten the barbarians." Huang Chunhui sat up straight and said happily: "Old Liao, Old Liu, I haven't lost my sight, have I?"
Liao Jin smiled and said: "My lord, your eyes are like lightning."
But I must have discovered the little boy first... Liu Qing said, "My husband is wise."
Huang Chunhui stretched out his hand to press the desk, pushed it hard, stood up and said: "I feel at ease! Let's go to the city head to have a look."
The three of them left the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion.
"Huang Xianggong!"
"Xianggong Huang is out."
Pedestrians stopped one after another.
Huang Chunhui smiled and cupped his hands, "They are all busy, ah!"
The people looked at him silently, looking at his face that was getting thinner.
A woman finally couldn't help but asked: "Mr. sir, what did the doctor say?"
"What are you talking about?" Huang Chunhui said with a smile: "I? My body and bones are in very good shape. The doctor said that with some maintenance, I can live another twenty years."
"Really?" Everyone's eyes lit up.
"When did I ever lie to you?"
"Then I'll feel relieved."
"Hey! Mr. Huang, he said people from Bei Liao are coming! Can we win this battle?"
Huang Chunhui nodded, "Yes!"
"Let's go, let's go." An old man said: "My husband has a lot of official work. It's rare to go out once. Don't get in my way. Let's go!"
The people dispersed spontaneously, but there was no one in front of them.
When they arrived at the top of the city, Huang Chunhui patted here and stamped his feet there, very happy.
"They have all been renovated." Liu Qing was in charge of the matter and introduced the repair situation.
"good!"
Huang Chunhui touched the city wall and said, "I stood here for a long time and dug out a hole without knowing who was evil. Now that it has been repaired, I feel a sense of loss."
He straightened up and looked north.
"The scouts in Beiliao have begun to gather intensively. It's like a storm is coming! Old Liao, Old Liu, are you afraid?"
"Afraid of a bird!" Liao Jin cursed.
Liu Qing said: "When I came to Taoxian, I didn't wait for the battle. I can't wait."
"I have been waiting for this battle for a long time. I hope Helianfeng will not disappoint me!"
More than a hundred riders came, surrounded by several riders.
"Ms. Xianggong, he is from Northern Liao." Liao Jin narrowed his eyes, "He should be the envoy."
When the envoy entered the city, he thought he would go to the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion, but the scout general who led the team asked the soldiers guarding the city and learned that Huang Chunhui was at the top of the city.
Didn’t it mean that Huang Chunhui’s life was not long?
Why are there still spirit patrols in the city?
The messenger felt that this trip was not good.
After seeing Huang Chunhui, a big stone fell in my heart.
Lost weight!
Sick Tiger looked like he was blown away by a gust of wind, and he was a bit thinner than last year.
And his face was a little sickly rosy.
"What brings the envoy here?" Liao Jin asked.
The envoy saluted and said: "Recently, northern Xinjiang scouts have frequently invaded Daliao. Last time, they deceitfully deceived the city. Your Majesty was furious and ordered me to come to negotiate."
"Last time? Which time?" Liu Qing asked.
You old man, pretending to be crazy and acting stupid!
The envoy took a closer look and saw Liu Qing's eyes were cold.
This is a sarcasm!
"Last time Yang Gou... Yang Xuan rushed into Jinshan City, looted Chenzhou, and even shamelessly abducted the widow of the King of Liao Beiyuan.
Your Majesty ordered me to negotiate. Firstly, hand over the Wu family; secondly, order Yang Xuan to go to Ningxing to plead guilty."
Huang Chunhui said calmly: "That widow?"
Liu Qing nodded, "I followed Zitai voluntarily."
"Then, what else can you say?" Huang Chunhui coughed dryly.
The messenger sneered, "It's shameless to kidnap a woman! Huang Xianggong, please give me an explanation!"
"Explain?"
Huang Chunhui leaned against the city wall and said: "Over the years, Bei Liao has always known Northern Xinjiang. How many people did you kidnap each time?
Among them, how many women are there?
In the third year of Daqian's reign, a woman got pregnant and escaped. She met Ye Niang at home and had a meal. She left the city the next day and disappeared without a trace.
The next day, someone saw the woman hanging herself under a tree in the wild.
She just wanted to see Ye Niang for the last time when she returned home, but why didn't she want to stay with Ye Niang forever? But she committed suicide because she was pregnant with evil offspring.
How many people of the Tang Dynasty were massacred in those years? Who will give them an explanation?"
The envoys came to provoke and to find excuses for war.
The envoy sneered, "The two countries are fighting, and each will bear the casualties."
"So, what are you here for?"
Huang Chunhui said calmly: "Does He Lianfeng think that people from Bei Liao are human beings and people from Tang Dynasty are beasts?"
The messenger was silent.
Huang Chunhui coughed a few times, took a deep breath, and spoke.
"When I was studying, my husband once said that the Central Plains has gone through countless hardships. Every time foreigners invaded the Central Plains, there were piles of corpses and countless crimes.
But the Central Plains will inevitably decline, and they can only sit back and watch the aliens wreak havoc.
But don't worry, today's revenge is hard to avenge, but the descendants are here.
As long as my bloodline in the Central Plains continues, it doesn't matter if I can't take revenge in my first life, and it doesn't matter if I can't take revenge in the second life... As long as my descendants continue, they will one day take revenge!
I have a wish in this life, which is to lead troops to Ningxing one day to avenge those people who died."
The envoy was furious when he heard this, and sneered: "Huang Xianggong's body and bones may not be able to wait until that day!"
"yes!"
Huang Chunhui looked at Liao Jin, "Old Liao, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until that day. But, it doesn't matter." He said to Liu Qing: "Zitai is still young, tell him, just say what I said.
One day, let him lead the army, and the horse will be prosperous!
otherwise.
I will never die with my eyes in peace!"
…
The juggling troupe diagonally across from Zhouzhou has become a scene in Lin'an. The locals like to get together when they have nothing to do, and watch the juggling while watching the juggling. Some people are happy, some are nervous, and they throw a copper coin in exchange for a manly sound.
, or the lady is generous, it’s worth it!
You said, if you go to a wine shop to have a bowl of wine and a plate of beans to go with the wine, it’s a lot of money! But how can you watch this excitement?
Wang Laoer is the staunchest supporter of juggling. Whenever he has nothing to do, he usually stays here.
Liang Huahua came down with a beautiful somersault. Chen De and others went to ask for rewards with plates. Qian handed over the cloth and Eryang came over with a face of admiration, "Sister Huahua is so amazing!"
"Practice hard and you can do the same in the future."
Liang Huahua rubbed Er Yang's head, walked to Wang Lao Er and sat down, "Second brother, are you doing this unfairly today?"
"Nothing to do today." Wang Laoer waved, and after Eryang came over, he asked, "Have you gone home recently?"
Eryang nodded vigorously, "I'm back! Aye Auntie gave me dried meat and asked me to learn it hard. If I don't learn it well, my legs will be broken."
Wang Laoer wondered, "Weren't you unwilling to learn a while ago?"
Eryang frowned, "My family has collected the money."
Liang Huahua said: "I made a lot of money last month, and Eryang also shared some of it."
Wang Laoer understood.
Eryang said with great bitterness and hatred: "Second brother, I'm still so young, and my family needs me to make money."
"No matter how young you are, it's a good thing if you can help the family." Wang Laoer said: "Otherwise, where did you get the dried meat? Where did you get the new clothes?"
The old thief left the state house, lifted his trousers, and turned his eyes to find Wang Laoer.
Liang Huahua looked at Wang Lao Er tenderly, and Wang Lao Er looked at Er Yang tenderly...
"How do we look like a family?"
The old thief muttered.
Lin Feibao came out, a little anxious.
"Where are you going, Old Huang?" the old thief asked.
Lin Feibao said: "My wife at home is not feeling well, so I have to go find a doctor."
"trouble!"
The old thief muttered, but Lin Feibao heard him, "What's the trouble? She will take care of me when I'm sick. Isn't that what this person is like, you take care of me, I take care of you, and when we get old, we support each other to live our lives?"
"It's good to be alone." The old thief said harshly.
"It's okay to be alone, but the quilt is a little cold at night."
Lin Feibao ran away in a flash.
"It's not cold at night!"
The old thief scratched his head.
The weather was nice, under the blue sky, Wang Laoer's whole body was filled with a sour smell, and Lin Feibao's whole body was filled with a disdainful smell... The old thief thought about these and found his mentality instantly.
It's good to be alone!
"Old thief, Mr. Lang calls you."
A guard came out and found the old thief.
"What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything." After the guard finished explaining, he said to his companion in a hurry: "Keep an eye on me while I go out to buy some things."
"What are you buying so urgently?"
"Before going out in the morning, the child cried and said that the child next door had bamboo dragonflies, but he didn't. Hey! This child is making a fuss, so I'm going to buy it for him."
The old thief entered the lobby.
"I guess it's a foregone conclusion that I will go south from Northern Liao. Tanzhou is sharpening its knives and wants to hold me back in Chenzhou. I have sent people to Tanzhou to investigate the news. However, this matter is important, so you should go there."
Yang Xuan had actually entered the state of conquest. While explaining, he was looking at the map, thinking about how to fight this battle.
"Take orders."
The old thief went back to pack his things and brought dry food.
"Old thief!"
He Lianyan came, "Get this road guide from Bei Liao."
The old thief glanced at it and said with a smile: "You won't be seen through, right?"
He Lianyan sneered, "You had the imperial tomb stolen back then, didn't you know that?"
"Haha! Thank you very much."
The old thief held up his hands and said, "By the way, keep an eye on the second one, Liang Huahua looks like he wants to eat people."
"Isn't Liang Huahua good?" He Lianyan thought the two of them were a good match.
The old thief shook his head, "Yes? I'm afraid he can't make the decision on the second brother's marriage. The more Liang Huahua sticks to him at the moment, the more painful it will be if it doesn't work out in the future."
"Hey! I can't tell! You have a good heart, old thief." He Lianyan said with a smile.
"My liver and lungs are also good."
The old thief made a joke and set off immediately.
When he was passing by Zhou House, he walked up behind Wang Laoer who was looking up at the juggling act and slapped him in the face.
"what?"
Wang Laoer turned around and said angrily.
"Don't squat here all the time. If you really like her, take her home and make her your concubine."
"roll!"
The old thief walked for a while, and when he looked back, he saw that Wang Laoer was watching intently.
Maybe, the second child really likes to watch sideshows!
After leaving Chenzhou, the old thief walked quickly.
"Where? Where are you going?"
When we were fifty miles away from Tanzhou, there were more scouts.
The scouts of more than a hundred people looked murderous.
The old thief took out the road guide and said, "I'm going home."
His appearance has also changed a bit, and he looks much younger.
The sergeant checked the route and searched his baggage.
"What is this little shovel for?"
There was a small shovel on the horse's back, and the sergeant held it and asked.
The old thief smiled and said: "The craftsmanship passed down from our ancestors is used to judge Feng Shui for the nobles. The so-called Feng Shui means that wind will live when it meets water, but you have to dig the soil to investigate, otherwise you will only get the surface. If you don't bury it, your family will be wiped out..."
As if he had been touched by a soldering iron, the sergeant let go of his hand and the shovel fell to the ground.
"This is a family heirloom that has been passed down for three generations!"
The old thief picked up the shovel and wiped the dirt off with his sleeve.
"Go! Go! Go!"
The sergeant waved his hand, and his companion smiled and said: "There is a man ahead. If you encounter him, remember to stay away."
"Who?" the old thief asked.
"A man with a pale face and no beard."
The old thief smiled and said: "Thank you very much."
He walked slowly at first, as if he was afraid of the man in front of him.
After waiting for half an hour, the old thief chased after him.
In the afternoon, a carriage appeared ahead.
The man driving the car was in his forties, with black hair and black hair, and a pale face. He turned around when he heard the sound of horse hooves and took a second look at the old thief.
"Looking calm, but I took a peek at the old man. He still held the horse's rein in his right hand, but his hand was loose. He could draw the sword at any time. There is something interesting about it. Zhichun."
A gentle voice came from the carriage, "Mr. Lang."
The man said: "I'm afraid the Emperor's people are not far away, so it's time for you to leave. I was worried that something might happen to you alone in this desolate place... Someone just happened to come, which is obviously God's will."
"Why did Mr. Lang say this? We are just going to die together."
The man casually touched the hairpin on his head and squinted at the old thief, "The guide I gave you is to find a relative. This man's clothes are messy, and the color of his underwear and outer clothes is quite eye-catching. It can be seen that there is no woman in the family. Zhichun
, take care of yourself!"
After the man finished speaking, he stopped the carriage, pulled the horse that was following him over, mounted the horse, and asked the old thief, "Where are you going, Sir?"
"Go to Tanzhou and go home!" the old thief said with a smile.
"Does Mr. Lang have a wife at home?" the man asked.
Damn it, how could anyone ask this in a meeting? Is there something wrong with this person’s brain?
The old thief shook his head, and the man asked: "What is your profession, Mr. Lang?"
How does this sound like being a matchmaker?
The old thief was worried that his hidden treasure would be revealed, so he said, "I am a traveling trader."
The man smiled and said: "I am not going to die soon. There is a girl beside me. I am thinking about who to entrust it to, and the husband appears. It can be seen that it is God's will. Zhichun!"
In the carriage, a woman slowly got out of the carriage.
Emei, with a melon-seed face, a pair of beautiful and calm eyes, and a blessed body, "I have met my husband."
"this……"
What does it mean to send a beautiful woman to you when you meet?
Just when the old thief was about to refuse, the man got on his horse and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work these past two years."
Zhichun Fushen asked, "Are you going?"
The man nodded, "You can take care of yourself."
The man hit the horse and headed towards Tanzhou.
Old thief: "..."
The woman's blessed body said, "The slave's name is Zhichun. He used to hang out in Ningxing, and many slaves' names are known in brothels. However, the slave is a female prostitute, not a prostitute."
Female actresses can sell their skills, while prostitutes not only sell their skills, but also their bodies.
"What do you mean?"
The old thief is still confused.
Zhichun said: "Don't worry about it. After entering Tanzhou City, you and I will leave separately."
It turns out to be a deception!
The old thief felt relieved. It just so happened that he also needed someone to conceal his identity.
"Then, let's walk?"
"good!"
One ride at a time, one car at a time, moving slowly.
Less than ten miles away, there was a person lying in front of me.
The heads are separated.
His head was facing south, still smiling.
"Hey! Your man is dead." said the old thief.
The car curtain opened, Zhichun got out of the car, Fu Shen said, "I offended the powerful in Ningxing and fled to Tanzhou. If it weren't for your protection, I would have become the plaything of the powerful. Thank you very much."
The old thief said: "Buried?"
Zhichun shook his head, "Sir, he said that he would not feel comfortable being buried. It would be better to feed the beasts and become one with them. What the beasts see, he sees."
A desolate atmosphere makes people feel relaxed.
The old thief spoke:
"There are a lot of wild dogs here!"
"Yeah!" Zhichun looked sad.
"Wild dogs not only eat carrion, they also eat feces."