Volume 5, The Pen of God, Chapter 11 The Fuchun River can't be washed away
The summer in the southern wilderness of the Tang Dynasty was not hot, just like the Empress, who was also called Xiatian, and gave people a very comfortable feeling. Towards south, Ning Que naturally remembered the one who took Sangsang to Lanke Temple back then.
It was here when he was on a journey, and he fell in love with it.
He and Wang Jingluo were riding an ordinary carriage, and when they arrived at Qingxia, they could no longer move forward. The two abandoned their carriage and walked, searching for roads in difficult times among the mountains and rocks. Many Tang troops strengthened the garrisons in the steep canyons, and the court was the emperor.
I still have no plans to completely seal Qingxia, so I naturally think that one day I will recover Qinghe.
When I walked out of Qingxia, I saw weeds growing in the fields. Even the mature arable land was abandoned. In the fields, you could still see old brown blood stains, as if you could step on it and bleeding.
Ning Que seemed to see the late autumn of last year, his senior brothers and sisters stood here facing hundreds of thousands of troops, as if he saw the second senior brother fighting with the world's heroes holding an iron sword, and felt the pressure on his shoulders heavier.
It was getting late, and the two of them rested in the open air in the fields in front of Qing Gorge. The insects were chirping in summer at night. The bright moon emerged from the green mountains, walking among the night clouds, and I would rather look at the moon and miss the speechless.
When he woke up the next morning, he and Wang Jingluo continued to look south. What he saw along the way was no different from previous years. The small bridges and flowing water were still the same, the white walls and black eaves were like yesterday, and famous gardens on the banks of the Fuchun River were beautiful.
There is no trace of war in Yangzhou City. The bluestone street is as clean as water. There is no trace of blood from the past? The vendors call the business with their gentle accent. The unique aroma of ducks spilled out from time to time in the restaurant, if it weren't for those on the street.
The well-equipped army of all the lords patrols constantly, and it is impossible to imagine that so many people died in the city just a few months ago and so many bloody crimes had occurred.
Ning Que and Wang Jingluo walked outside the back garden of the city guard mansion. He looked at the clusters of green bamboos stretching out from the walls, silent. The bamboos had spots on them, like tears and blood.
"On that day, the city guards' office called the gathering army of Xiling Temple coalition forces to gather several levels of Yangzhou to gather in the palace, and then suddenly turned against each other and demanded that these officials surrender. After being rejected, they began to slaughter. A total of thirteen imperial officials were
Kill, three of them were even children of various clans.”
Wang Jingluo looked at the city guard's mansion and whispered: "The person in charge of this matter is Zhong Dajun. He was the soldier of the city guard's mansion at that time. He was the son of Yangguan City guard. The various fences invited the navy admiral to discuss matters in Fuchunjiang.
After a hard battle, the navy admiral and senior officers died in battle. Then the Daze Shang Navy was slaughtered by the Navy. In the evening, the Cui clan forces forcibly attacked the prefect of Qinghe County, and the prefect committed suicide."
In a few simple words, the major incident of the Qinghe County rebellion was clearly explained. On that bloody day, three thousand soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were either killed or injured, and more than three hundred loyal to the Tang Dynasty.
The imperial officials were beheaded. As Wang Jingluo said before, there were actually not many children from various clans among these officials, but they did not agree with the opinions of the elders in the clan, so they became victims.
Even if the bluestone streets in Yangzhou City were washed clean, they could not see any blood or smell any blood, but the blood had finally flowed out and seeped into the soil in the cracks of the bluestone.
If you can't smell it, it has not existed, and since it has existed, it should be remembered.
Ning Que didn't say anything, took Wang Jingluo away from the city guard's mansion, did not go to the inn, but went directly out of the city to the Fuchun River, rented a black-sailed boat for five taels of silver, and went down the river.
The war ended not long, and the temporary calm of Qinghe County did not make people feel truly relaxed. At least it was difficult for tourists to relax, so there were not many boats on the beautiful Fuchun River.
Ning Que and Wang Jingluo sat on both sides of the black-sailed boat, looking at the scenery by the river. Even the two of them had to admit that if they were to be exquisite, pure and beautiful, there was no other place in the world that could surpass this place.
The black-sailed boat was wandering around and passing by the famous gardens by the river. The boatman often explained which famous garden had its historical origins, and whose private property was the green bamboo at the foot of Wohu Mountain. He was very familiar with these things.
Wang Jingluo was not in the mood to listen to these things, but Ning Que listened very seriously.
The Fuchun River is extremely beautiful, but unfortunately it is not long. The black-sailed boat is slowly sailing. It shakes and shakes and then shakes downstream. Going ashore through the forest, then comes to the Coal Mountain in Qinghe County.
The Qinghe County clans are known as the inheritance of poetry and books, but they do not lack military and economic support. This mountain of coal that stretches for hundreds of miles is the treasure given to the clans by Haotian.
Ning Que and Wang Jinglei stood in a remote place in the coal mountain, silently looking at the movement here, only to see the officials of the valves waving their whips, the miners with red bodies crawling hard with coal trucks, covered in coal ash
The coal ash mixed with the whipped blood, which looked terrible.
Wang Jingluo's initial expression was extremely ugly. After observing for a while, he improved a little, and said, "It should be the barbarians captured from the primeval forest and some sinful slaves sent from Xiling."
Ning Que said: "Since the peace treaty has been reached, as long as the surnames of Qinghe County are not as arrogant and stupid as idiots, they should know what will be waiting for them if they dare to trap our people here and do hard work."
Last autumn, Qinghe County rebelled, and three thousand Tang naval officers and soldiers were killed and injured. All the Tang army, who were not dead, were taken to the Coal Mountain in the lower reaches of Fuchun River for hard labor. In the peace agreement signed by the Tang Dynasty and the Xiling Temple, demanded that Qinghe County return these Tang troops,
It was the most important condition. Some time ago, the Tang army who suffered inhuman torture were sent back to Chang'an. According to them, those days were too painful.
Ning Que made a special trip to Meishan because the Tang Dynasty court felt that the number of people returned to Qinghe County was problematic. After the rebellion, there were at least 1,000 Tang soldiers who were taken to Meishan for hard labor, but this time they were sent back to Chang'an.
At 600, the Qinghe County explained that many Tang soldiers were seriously injured in the battle and were taken to Coal Mountain. Although they were not cured even after receiving treatment, they died.
This is a very reasonable explanation, but Ning Que doesn't believe it. As time passes slowly, the sun begins to look west, and the hard labor in the coal mountains is still struggling desperately, and he walks towards an abandoned coal pit.
According to the information of the Dark Guard, when the delegation of the Xiling Temple left Qinghe and began to prepare for negotiations with the Tang Kingdom, the coal pit became quiet and no one had ever entered it again.
Ning Que and Wang Jingluo walked along the tunnel into the abandoned coal pit. As the tunnel extended inward, the top of the pit became shorter and shorter, and they had to hunch their bodies, and they became much more difficult to move.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the underground coal pit was dark and the cold was biting. The faint wind condensed the pungent smell of smell in one place and could not be released outward.
Ning Que stopped, reached out to hold the Pu Dao, and after confirming that the bottom of the pit was not dangerous, he lit an oil lamp next to the wall of the cave. Wang Jingluo looked at the bottom of the pit illuminated by the dim light and his face turned extremely pale.
Ning Que's expression did not change much. He squatted down and touched the leg bones of a rotten remains with his hand. It was confirmed that it was broken by a heavy object. Then he walked inside and looked at the injuries on the bodies.
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There were at least hundreds of corpses piled up at the bottom of the coal pit. These corpses were seriously rotten and no signs could be found to indicate their identity, but he knew that these were the people he was looking for.
These people were not killed by knife wounds or arrow wounds, but were starved to death, thirsty, or exhausted to death. These people were once brave Tang soldiers in their lives, and of course they had resisted before torture, so those whips were
The flesh from the bones will be taken away, and the leg bones will be broken by the stones.
Ning Que and Wang Jingluo stood in front of the corpses of these Tang soldiers and remained silent for a long time.
The Tang Dynasty always gave the highest respect to the soldiers fighting for the country. Even a single remains would not be left out, let alone the Tang army at that time. From the knowledge that more than a thousand people from the Tang Dynasty naval army were stolen by the Qinghe County clans.
Sent to the coal mountain to work, the Tang Dynasty court never stopped trying to save them. Even at a critical moment like the Guanzhu entering Chang'an, the court still did not forget to issue a warning to Qinghe, and secretly promised to give corresponding benefits as long as they could
Put these people back.
I believe that the Qinghe County surnames should be very clear about the attitude of Chang'an City after this and dare not torture these Tang troops many times. However, less than a month before this, hundreds of people died in Coal Mountain.
Many, you can imagine what kind of torture and pain they suffered at that time.
Wang Jingluo was a polite consecrated in the Prince's Mansion and lived a leisurely and fulfilling life. Later, he was sent to General Xu Shi by His Majesty. He has been a real soldier for several years.
Looking at the hundreds of remains at the bottom of the pit, he said, "I have to find a way to send them back."
Ning Que has been in the army for many years in Weicheng and is clear about the military practices, but he does not agree with Wang Jingluo's words and said: "There is no problem burying here, but a better tomb is needed."
Wang Jing understood his meaning. One day in the future, the Iron Cavalry of the Tang Dynasty would rush out of Qingxia and sweep across the south of the world. Qinghe County was the former, and in the future, it would definitely be the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
Ning Que said: "I was in Chang'an City to wash the Qinghe Association. Some people always think that I was too ruthless and were worried that I would affect the will of the people in Qinghe. If they were allowed to see this picture, I wonder if they would still stick to their own opinions.
, people can take things slowly, but the dead will urge us to move faster."
Wang Jingluo said: "There are still many people in Qinghe County who still care about the Tang Dynasty. Even the clans of various families still regard themselves as Tang people. Otherwise, during the rebellion, there would not be so many clans of various families who died in martyrdom. I just worry that if
If you kill too many people, will it push them to the opposite side?"
"When the various families rebelled, the people did not stand up to express their attitude. When more than 300 Tang officials were beheaded, they were still silent and watching. I don't know where their hearts were heading. I only know that they were silent.
If you are an accomplice, then there is a reason to die.”
Ning Que said: "My hands are stained with a lot of blood, and no matter how hard I wash them, I can't wash them. Some people's hands seem to be stained with blood, but even if they jump into Fuchun River, they can't wash them."
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