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Chapter 22: Acne

The east gate of Fucheng was closed as Jiang Xuan's troops entered the city, the suspension bridge was raised again, and the moat blocked the civilians who came later on the other side.

The city gates were heavily guarded, with soldiers pointing their bows and arrows at the crowd to guard against civil unrest.

The guard of the east gate happened to be Wang Jinchao, Ma Yaozi's adoptive father-in-law. He set up a chair and sat on the tower, crossed his legs and drank a small drink, turning a deaf ear to the calls from the city.

No one is a fool. If the Jianlu Jurchens enter the customs, how can they survive if they stay in the local area? Because of the desertion, the common people had to abandon their homes and businesses and leave their local villages and castles. The only way to survive is to take refuge in the capital.

"Let the bridge go!"

"Please, Master Jun, let me in!"

"Dog soldiers, you have the guts to shoot me to death!"



The crowd below the city was swarming, and Yang Boxian was among them. He led hundreds of people to pull cars and parked on the outside. In the distance, there was still an endless stream of people rushing towards the city. The chaos was extremely chaotic.

Kicking away the person who took the opportunity to steal supplies from the car, Yang Bo first held the bow in his hand and shouted towards the convoy: "Brother, please take care of the car!"

"okay."

This time I went to Yanggao to recruit troops for my eldest brother, and things went smoothly at first. I had money and food in my hands, and I really gained a lot of respect in front of my relatives. Who would have thought that when I suddenly received the news that Jianlu had entered the pass, all the villagers ran away and even recruited a soldier?

I had no choice but to rush to Fucheng with the 200 or so people I had already recruited. I wanted to bring this news to my eldest brother as soon as possible.

Looking at the formation of the city gate defenders, Yang Boxian always felt that something was wrong, and he was worried about the safety of his wife and children in the city.

"General, as more and more people gather together, will something happen?"

"Something happened? What could happen? How could we invade? This time there are at least 30,000 to 50,000 people. Let them in and you can provide them with food and shelter?"

"Alas, the Commander-in-Chief ordered us to stabilize the people. If something goes wrong, we will have to suffer again."

Wang Jinchao shook the remaining wine bottle, made a sound, and said: "You know nothing, but I want to be merciful. Who can show mercy to me? Even if the commander-in-chief comes in person, it will be the same thing. Besides,

Well, Lord Renjiang is talking about stabilizing the people in the city, what does the people outside the city have to do with us."

The soldier standing aside had a look of resentment on his face and said complainingly: "Anyway, it's not the general who is being punished. You can say whatever you like."

Wang Jinchao chuckled, raised the wine pot, and poured the remaining wine into his throat drop by drop. Damn it, he didn't drink it, and now it's all gone.

"Wang Jinchao, what are you doing?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Wang Jinchao was so frightened that he stumbled and fell from his chair. The wine bottle fell to the side and broke into pieces.

"Report, report to Master Jiang. I am under the command of a humble official to supervise the defense of the east gate."

Jiang Quanben was patrolling the city with his servants. On the way, he met His Majesty who was going to the east gate alone to inspect the situation. He followed him on the pretext of being worried about His Majesty's safety. Just as he was thinking about how to show some courtesy in front of His Majesty, he saw Wang Jin Chaoqiao on the tower.

The scene of drinking with one's legs crossed.

Jiang Gan was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out. At this moment, he really wanted to kill this bastard Wang Jinchao with one knife.

"I deserve to die..." Jiang Quan leaned over and was about to confess, but saw Chongzhen standing by the wall, looking down at the bottom of the tower, not paying attention to the little episode just now.

There was a strong wind on the tower at night, which made the blue shirt rustle and chilled the body. It was no wonder that the guard drank wine to warm up.

"Jiang Yu, let the people enter the city."

While winking at Wang Jinchao, Jiang Quan walked up behind Chongzhen and said, "Your Majesty, if these people are let in, eating and sleeping will be a big problem. Why don't you arrange for them to camp outside the city and resettle them on the spot?"

"Let them in first, and place them all in the Daiwang Mansion. Such a big place is empty. I will find a way to deal with the food. Letting these people in may be a burden, but sooner or later they will become a member of the bandits if they stay outside.

If you have enough energy, you can accept as much as you can."

"promise."

At this time, Wang Jinchao took a red cloak from somewhere and handed it to Jiang Quan with a bang.

Jiang Gan carefully put it on for Chongzhen. Chongzhen turned to look at Wang Jinchao and said, "The weather is still so chilly after it has been spring for a long time. Always prepare some hot drinks for the soldiers who are guarding the city at night, so they can use them between shifts."

"yes."

"However, as a general, you must keep a clear head at all times. Drinking can easily cause trouble. This will not happen next time."

"Knowing your humble position, there will never be a next time."

"General Jiang, you will stay here and supervise the entire process of civilians entering the city. After everyone is settled, their names will be registered and registered. During this period, those with language barriers and strange looks will be strictly checked to prevent the rebel spies from sneaking into the city. Tonight,

Thank you for your hard work."

"This is my duty."

Chongzhen refused to send troops to escort Jiang Quan and left on horseback.

Wang Jinchao stood next to Jiang Yu, watched him go away, and asked with probing eyes: "Boss, who is this?"

Jiang Yao crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Wang Jinchao, "If you neglect your duty, what should you do according to military law?"

"Well, it seems like twenty lashes."

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go quickly? Do you want me to come in person? I've lost face because of you, you bastard."

Chongzhen rode towards Song Mansion.

At present, the two chief soldiers of the Jiang family are his only support. Their people can't be killed just because they want. Their feelings must be taken into account. Jiang Yu has repeated precedents and has to be cautious. Moreover, chaos in the army is endless.

What we have seen today is just the tip of the iceberg. Eradicating these problems will not be achieved in a day.

I don't know whether it was due to overuse of the brain or the cool breeze, but Chongzhen's head ached slightly. He hurried back to the mansion and took a bath and rest under Wang Chengen's care.

Lying on the bed, I was already feeling sleepy, but I was going over everything in my mind, and suddenly I remembered something. I mustered up my energy to call Wang Chengen over, and after giving instructions, I fell asleep with peace of mind.

Wang Cheng'en couldn't bear to see Long live the Lord's exhausting work. He shed tears and tightened the quilt for Chongzhen, and quietly walked out of the house.

After straightening his face, he walked to the room where Song Xiancai was imprisoned and conveyed Chongzhen's instructions word for word.

After hearing this, Song Xiancai felt like he was being pardoned and knelt down to thank him. He thought that he would be fine once he sat on the chair, but unexpectedly he was imprisoned again, which made him think that he would definitely die tonight.

"It is an honor for me to serve His Majesty."

"I'd like to remind you that I'm not familiar with the matter of you hiding your wife and children anonymously in ordinary people's homes, so please don't do what he thinks, and share your worries with me."

After Wang Chengen finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Song Xiancai sitting there blankly.

At five o'clock, Yang Boxian, who had stayed outside the city for nearly a night, finally led his team into the city. He led his people straight to the Song Mansion. He didn't know who hired the old gatekeeper. He was very stubborn and refused to let him in.

The movement outside the gate caught Wang Chengen's attention. He took a few soldiers to see what was going on. Seeing that Uncle Yang had returned first, he quickly ordered the door to be opened.

The two reunited after a long absence and exchanged greetings. After hearing that his wife and daughter were fine, Yang Boxian felt relieved.

"If you have anything to do, let's talk about it during the day. Brother is resting because he is exhausted, so there will be less noise."

"Okay, then my brothers..." What Yang Boxian saw along the way and the soldiers behind Wang Chengen made him have a lot of doubts. After hearing what Wang Chengen said, he put it down for the time being.

"I will make arrangements, you go and get down to business."

Yang Bo returned to his house happily and saw that his wife was awake. The two felt tender for a while, and then they talked to each other.

"Master, there are some things I must remind you."

"What's going on?"

"Master Huang is not an ordinary person." Immediately, Yang told Uncle Yang about the details of daily life and the changes in the city today.

"Did you see any soldiers when you came back?"

"I saw it, what happened."

"You should be more careful. In addition to archery, you can also hunt all day long. Those soldiers are wearing the clothes of the Ming army! Can they protect ordinary people? We have only been in Datong for a few days! Also, Mr. Huang

Your surname is Huang. When you come out of the capital, think about it carefully! And how Mr. Wang treats Mr. Huang on weekdays."

"You mean..." Uncle Yang thought for a long time, and Mrs. Yang looked at him excitedly.

"What nonsense? I can't think of anything. If you have something to say, please tell me. I'm going to be choked to death."

"emperor…"

As soon as the word "Emperor" came out of Yang's mouth, Uncle Yang almost peeed in fear.
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