Yang Qiu went out of the yamen, stood under the eaves and saw the people in the shelter from the wind, he spat in a bad way, crushed his feet, and said to the people on the left and right: "They are all dead? Huo Lingyun doesn't know anything, and neither do you. ? Poor ghosts are all dirty, and when they turn back to the yamen, they can't even cry!"
The people behind responded with sincerity and fear, and hurried over to reprimand them.
Yang Qiu got into the carriage, closed his eyes and rested, recalling the conversation in the yamen, his stomach was full of fire. Halfway through the carriage, the subordinate suddenly said through the door curtain, "My boss, I've received a letter!"
Yang Qiu opened his eyes and said, "You talk."
"Fang Lao Shi didn't go back to the house at all," the subordinate said. "He played a trick, threw off the accompanying eyeliner, and changed his car and went straight to the bank!"
Yang Qiu immediately pulled the curtain of the car, stared for a moment, lest he would miss the opportunity, then said: "Quick, call the people!"
Less than half an hour later, the subordinates reported that the Ibaraki garrison had attacked the city. General Qi rushed out with a fire gun in his hand, and before he reached the front of the garrison, the Jin Yiwei who had been in ambush for a long time snapped his neck neatly. The city gate was too late to close in the sudden change, and the flags on the city head were lit at this moment.
Yang Qiu turned pale when he heard the bad news. He clawed at the door of the car and looked at the city wall, and saw that there was really a raging fire between the blue and purple clouds.
Half of the 4,000 people brought by Yang Qiu were on the wall. At first, in order to get hold of Huo Lingyun, he also arranged the fierce men under his control there, who would have been killed by the garrison so easily.
Yang Qiu was suddenly furious: "He has a sick mind! Keep a bird's city, this is not my mother's city! Go directly to the treasury with a knife, and kill me if I meet Fang Lao Shi, this scumbag. Chop! After the treasure is in the box, leave!"
The footsteps on the streets in the city were messy, and the bandits' boots stepped on the slush, splashing on the legs of the trousers, making the smudges cover the corners of the robes. The whistles were mixed together, and when several families bumped heads, no one could tell who was who. The blood pooled in the snow, and the bandits were all red-eyed because of the money.
When Yang Qiu rushed into the treasury, he saw that the boxes were accumulating layer by layer. He pried open the nearest box, which was full of yellow gold. Yang Qiu couldn't move his feet immediately, and slammed into his arms several times, crying with joy: "Wing Wang is really rich!"
Shen Zechuan locked the northwest of Zhongbo, and Yang Qiu was suffocated to death, but now that he has gold, even if he smashes it, he can smash a crack out of Shen Zechuan's encirclement.
"Move quickly," Yang Qiu stared at the gold in his arms, "Move them all into the car!"
Yang Qiu's carriages were all parked in the Qianku compound. There were too many boxes and they were heavy. If they moved halfway, Yang Qiu's motorcade could no longer eat. But he refused to give up and let his subordinates go out to grab the car.
Fang Lao Shi just arrived, and he was anxious when he got off the carriage. He waved his handkerchief and shouted, "Block him for me, don't let him go!"
The door of the treasury is narrow, and many bandits are greedy for money, and when they move inside, they hide the gold on their bodies. He has gone crazy, and no one can rob him. While moving here, Fang Lao Shi's carriage team entered from behind, and the two carriages cluttered together, completely blocking the courtyard gate.
Fang Lao Shi led the people to jump in on the carriage, and when they saw Yang Qiu, they cut them off. Yang Qiu's subordinates were all squeezed into the gaps of the carriage, their hands were filled with boxes, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.
Fang Lao Shi scolded: "thief old dog! Pay back the money!"
Yang Qiu wiped the blood from his face, kicked open the door of the treasury, and rushed out with a knife to chop people. They slaughtered in this cramped gap, and the blood dyed the box black. The carriage at the back was still crowding, knocking over the unsecured box and throwing stones all over the place.
"Stone," someone shouted first, "what the hell is this stone!"
Yang Qiu and Fang Lao Shi stopped at the same time, seeing that what was rolling on the ground was not a stone! Yang Qiu panicked, he didn't care about killing people, turned around and rushed to the carriage, smashed open the box, and saw that there were stones inside. There were only a few boxes of gold on the dozen or so carriages, and the rest were all stones. Yang Qiu's legs were weak at the sound of unpacking.
Fang Lao Shi looked around in a panic and said, "It's a trick!"
The carriage at the gate of the courtyard suddenly moved, was stomped into the door, and slammed to death with the courtyard door. There was a "crashing" sound on the four walls, and water was pouring. The bandits who were close to him smelled it, and then his color changed, and he panicked: "Korose!"
"Break the door," Fang Lao Shi grabbed the carriage, squeezed towards the gate of the courtyard, and shouted, "Hurry up and hit the door!"
Huo Lingyun stepped on the snow on the top of the wall. It was cold at night, and his hands were blue from the cold.
Yang Qiu heard the sound of flint and flint, and he shouted: "Bitch Huo Lingyun!"
Huo Lingyun held the yellowed paper, which was the notice that King Yi had posted outside the yamen. He ignited these nonsense, and in the excited fire, he said to Yang Qiu with disgust: "Go to hell."
The fire dragon suddenly jumped out, sweeping the treasury compound like a mad wave. The box contains not only stones, but also flammable weeds. The waves engulfed everyone, Yang Qiu and Fang Lao Shi struggled in it, they rolled and cursed Huo Lingyun viciously in the screams.
Huo Lingyun watched the fire, like a late firecracker, the sound of the flesh cracking made him happy, he laughed loudly in the scorched smell, his eyes also turned red.
burn!
Burning these scum, power is bullshit, he just wants these people to pay for their lives! From King Yi to Cui Qing, from Yang Qiu to Fang Lao Shi, don't even try to run away!
Bandits with no way to escape beat the wall with their arms and wailed in the fire. They were dipped in kerosene as they tumbled, and their hair was torn apart by the flames, burning beyond recognition. The fire rushed out of the treasury compound and burned all the way along the eaves, igniting the entire Fanzhou.
"Who is setting the fire?" Yin Chang jumped up with the head of the general flag, "After the fire is over, the government will give money!"
Fei Sheng wiped the blood, looked at the place where the fire was blazing into the sky, and said, "Infighting..."
The gates were broken, and there was no one to support. Fanzhou soldiers who were defending the city were absent-minded and shot their arrows weakly. Seeing that the general flag was dead, they did not even do any decent resistance.
Fei Sheng regained his senses and winked at Jin Yiwei behind him, motioning them to search the whole city and seize all the fire guns.
Yin Chang became addicted to alcohol in his spare time of cursing, and he had to drink two cups after the battle. With his free hand scratching his ears and cheeks, he handed his warm head to Fei Sheng, as if giving a gift, and said, "Take it, take it."
Fei Sheng dodged to avoid the blood and said, "Why are you always taking him with you!"
Like a baby, Yin Chang smiled and said, "Go back to the mansion and remember the merits."
When Fei Sheng thought of that scene, his scalp tingled. Shen Zechuan was all white when he sat in the front hall, and this thing pushed bloody, splashed on the Fujun's folding fan and died. He hurriedly took it, and while Yin Chang was drinking, he stuffed it with the soldier, and sent someone to take it out and bury it.
* * *
The garrison of Cizhou really triumphed. Zhou Gui set up a drink at the gate of the city to catch the wind, and encouraged these recruits. He asked the cook to cook meat and fish, and let them eat first. The soldiers stopped at the door, and the Lord was about to come in to see the mansion.
Yin Chang didn't dare to drink wine today, so he followed Fei Sheng into the house. The door of the study was open, and Kong Ling and others were standing in front of the steps and waiting. When they saw them coming in, they immediately greeted them.
"Elder Yin," Kong Ling smiled at Yin Chang, "the sword is not old!"
Yin Chang knew him well, looked inside, and whispered, "Is the mansion inside?"
"It's just waiting for you." Kong Ling led them up the stairs, knowing that Yin Chang's legs were weak when he saw the official, and he specifically said to him, "This time, Yin Lao was ordered by the ruler of the government, and this friendship is not necessary. I'll say more. You can answer whatever the lord asks you in a while, just relax."
Fei Sheng responded from the side: "I will carry it for Yin Lao, so that he will not fall in front of the mansion."
They don't need to say anything, and Yin Chang's legs are now weak when they say it. He hurriedly supported the steps, got up again in the sound of "Ouch", chased Kong Ling and asked, "What are you asking? What if I can't answer!"
Kong Ling turned around and was about to answer, but Yin Chang's smell made him dizzy because he hadn't washed it for two months, so he just didn't answer. He just stood on the tuyere to greet people, and he didn't pay attention to it. Now he was in front of the curtain, and it was too late to step back.
Kong Ling glanced at Fei Sheng.
Why didn't you remind Mr. Yin to take a bath!
Fei Sheng's breath was stuck in his chest, wanting to say that he wouldn't let me wash him. The old thief has a lot of excuses. It's cold in winter, and he has to go to war. It's thick when it's dirty, and it's warm when it's accumulated.
The curtain has been lifted, and Kong Ling can only enter. Yin Chang habitually raised his foot across the threshold, only to find that there was no threshold at the door when he lifted it up. Yao Wenyu was riding on a four-wheeled vehicle, and Shen Zechuan had already had the thresholds both inside and out. He put his foot in it gently and moved in.
Shen Zechuan had met Yin Chang, but it was far away. Previously, the garrison was not rebuilt, and it was forbidden to fight the Luoshan bandits. Later, when the garrison was recruited, Shen Zechuan went out again, and the two barely recognized each other.
Shen Zechuan was wearing a wide robe in his uniform today, so white that he didn't stain the dust, and watched Yin Chang come in from his seat.
Kong Ling said, "Fujun, this is—"
Before Kong Ling finished speaking, Yin Chang had already knelt on the ground. The old man knocked "dong dong dong" at Shen Zechuan's position. After Fei Sheng finished speaking, he knelt down and hurried to help Yin Chang after kowtowing. The staff at the back didn't know what was going on, everyone was entering the door, and when they saw that the front was kneeling, they thought that the ruler was angry, and knelt after him.
The atmosphere in this hall was strange. The Fujun, who seemed to be angry, held the folding fan, and they knocked back everything he was about to say. Sitting was not, nor standing up.
Yao Wenyu reacted quickly, leaned over from the four-wheeled vehicle, and said to Yin Chang, who was in front of him, "Yin Lao fought with nine deaths, so when he saw Fu Jun, he was naturally upset. But today's victory is a good thing, and it is not appropriate to hurt."
Yao Wenyu's words praised from the side that Shen Zechuan chose his generals wisely, which made the veterans shed tears of gratitude, and told the aides behind him that they had deep feelings for the master and slave, okay.
Only then did Shen Zechuan find something to say and said, "The march is hard work, Fei Sheng, help Elder Yin get up. Gentlemen also get up and sit as usual."
Fei Sheng helped Yin Chang up, but Yin Chang dared to look at Shen Zechuan, show caution in fighting, and didn't even dare to let out the air.
Kong Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The originally relaxed atmosphere made Yin Chang kneel so much that everyone couldn't laugh anymore.
Fortunately, Shen Zechuan controlled the atmosphere in the hall, lowered his voice, and was more gentle than usual. He was not in a hurry. He first asked Yin Chang about food and clothing when he was on the march, and then asked about the weather when he returned. After a few questions and answers, Yin Chang's answer was smoother.
Only then did Shen Zechuan get to the point.
Fei Sheng wanted to hide at first, but Yin Chang's taste was too great. The old man was fine after two months without washing, but when they came off the battlefield, their clothes smelled of fresh blood, and all the heat in the hall was suffocating them.
Yu Xiao sat under Kong Ling again, listening to the question and answer, and suddenly smelled the smell. He was distracted by the smell, and felt that the smell was like stinky rice mixed with stinky feet, and salted fish soaked in swill, which was completely unheard of and unique. The smell was still powerful, it filled the room in less than a moment, and it had such a strong stamina that Fei Sheng, who had a keen sense of smell, almost fainted.
Shen Zechuan didn't change his face the whole time.
Anyone can hide their sleeves, but Shen Zechuan can't. Yin Chang fought for him. If he shows disgust at this moment, it will hurt the old man's heart. Besides, the reward for Yin Chang is not so generous on the bright side, and the previous defeat is also counted. If Shen Zechuan covers his nose again, the people below will dare to despise Yin Chang.
Yin Chang didn't know what it was like to be around. He danced and danced when he told Shen Zechuan about the Fanzhou fire gun, and the more he talked, the happier he became.
Xiao Chiye came late. He has been living in Beiyuan Campus for the past few days. He heard that Yin Chang was back and came here specifically to meet the old man. Xiao Chiye got under the eaves and avoided the notification.
Gujin was taking off Xiao Chiye's cloak, and suddenly moved his nose, showing a horrified look. Xiao Chiye glanced at Gujin's discoloration, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Before Gu Jin could answer, he heard a "bang" in the hall, and then Yu Xiao said anxiously: "This is so dizzy!"
Fei Sheng listened to Xiao Chiye's arrival, fearing that Xiao Chiye would smell the smell when he entered the door. The person sitting in front of him was Shen Zechuan, and he couldn't afford anything that happened. Yin Chang won the battle, and everyone will definitely not blame the old man, so he can only settle accounts with him, who let him be with the army! The surroundings were almost overwhelmed, Fei Sheng was really wronged, he simply did not do anything, he fell down first, and fell in front of Shen Zechuan and pretended to be dead.
Shen Zechuan immediately raised his folding fan, took out the aura of commanding thousands of troops, and said calmly, "Quickly help him to the side hall, and ask the doctor to come and have a look. Mr. Yin is tired from running around and has become a peak. Hurry up and send someone to prepare hot water for Mr. Yin. , and the banquet will be held after Mr. Yin takes a bath and rests."
When Yin Chang heard that he was going to take a bath, he almost jumped up and said, "Fu Jun, I don't—"
Xiao Chiye shouted from outside, "Qiao Tianya."
"Okay," Qiao Tianya bent down and went in, lifted Yin Chang directly, and laughed as the old man struggled, "Elder Yin, happy new year, it's time to wash!"
The gentlemen in the hall were relieved and did not need Shen Zechuan to speak, and quickly stood up and opened the window. When the cool wind blew, everyone suddenly refreshed their faces and took a deep breath in unison.