Master Xu used to be like everyone else. Before coming here, he had an irrational trust in the Marquis of Anding, who represented Xuantieying. It seemed that as long as there was a place for Gu Yun, Longtan Tiger Cave could go to the tiger's den, and of course he would carry it when the sky fell. , that trust is now shattered.
Deputy Inspector Xu's Xiaobai's face was ashen, and he asked with the last ray of hope, "Could it be your intention to cross the river this time, Commander?"
"How is that possible?" Gu Yun glanced at him inexplicably, "Hey, I already told Lord Fenghan, this thing is definitely not reliable, Xuan Ying can fly fast because it can rely on manpower to control it when it reaches the sky. , he made such a big thing, let it be calm, and if there is a little wind and rain, you have to rest, don't you send food to people on the battlefield - you see, it really rests."
Ge Chen vomited up and down the river, and burst into tears, saying: "Xiaguan back, when you go back, you must tell Duke Fenghan."
Xu Lingdan was about to crack, and he couldn't be as optimistic as Ge Lingshu. He felt that he might not be able to go back.
Fortunately, there was someone who could speak human words, so Chang Geng turned his head and smiled at Deputy Envoy Xu: "Don't listen to him, I will scare you, there is a flat river here, and you can't see the garrison camp as far as your eyes can see, which means that the enemy's vanguard is not at all. Nearby, there is another thunderstorm tonight, and the sound of explosions and thunder is mixed together. He has already calculated that it will not attract a large number of enemy troops. At most, alert patrolmen will come to see."
Gu Yun smiled wickedly.
Xu Ling looked at Prince Yan with tears in his eyes. If nothing else, he was completely blown away by Prince Yan's unshakable mind and courage, and he said sincerely, "Your Highness is wise."
"What is wise," Chang Geng waved his hand, "I've been fooled by him since I was a child, so I have experience."
Xu Ling: ""
For some reason, he felt that there was a strange intimacy in King Yan's words about Gu Yun.
It was not very pleasant to lie in ambush in the barren grass on a rainy night. Fortunately, the Western patrolmen came quickly, but after a while, someone came over in a scolding Fanbang dialect, and there was the sound of slightly trembling horse hooves on the ground. Gu Yun, who was still smiling just now, suddenly frowned. Wrinkled and whispered, "It's strange."
Xu Ling was terrified of his surprise, and hurriedly asked, "Gu Shuai, what's so strange?"
"How come there are only three, four, and five people?" Yan Wang on the side said in a low voice, "The Westerners' patrolling is too much of a joke, right?"
"I don't know," Gu Yun shook his head, "do it first and then talk about it—does anyone know their babbling babble?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on King Yan. Chang Geng and the twenty or so guards who were waiting to feed each other looked at each other for a moment: "What are you looking at me for?"
Ge Chen was shocked and said, "Isn't the lord actually not able to speak the Fanbang dialect?"
Chang Geng said inexplicably: "I can speak a few Suzhou slang, but when will I be able to speak the Fanbang dialect?"
It turned out that for more than a year, everyone thought that he was unpredictable, or that he had a deep mind, or simply thought that he was a capable person.
At this moment, Deputy Ambassador Xu suddenly said: "Xiaguan actually understands a little bit."
Just now, the eyes of King Yan shifted collectively - and King Yan himself was added.
Xu Ling coughed dryly, but didn't show his timidity, and said: "I don't hide the prince, when the prince and Gu Shuai guarded the gate of the capital, the officials followed the sage to the city gate, and the lower officials were among them. I feel that there are hundreds of scholars. Once used, but the six arts were not mastered, and he was powerless to fight the enemy, he decided to learn the Bang dialect. If he fought again in the future, he would not be able to enter the steel armor. In other words, it is not a waste of life to give birth to a seven-foot body."
The last sentence is almost sonorous. In fact, among the people in this group, except for Deputy Ambassador Xu, they are either old rivers and lakes, or black crows with black iron. Thrilling, if it was replaced by others, it would have collapsed long ago. It is difficult for Master Xu to be a weak scholar with a heart to make a living for the people.
The wind and rain are dark, and there is a scholar between heaven and earth.
Even Gu Yun rubbed his chin, embarrassed to tease him again.
"I'm going to trouble Master Xu later," Gu Yun's playful eyes sank, and there seemed to be a cold iron light in his eyes, "Come on!"
With that said, a group of western patrolmen in light armor walked up to them. One more and more people came out, circled around the fire and debris that had not been extinguished by the rain for a long time, and said something.
Xu Ling whispered: "He said, 'It's raining so hard, there shouldn't be a fire for no reason, there are no outsiders in this area, what the hell happened'."
What does "no outsiders in this area" mean
Gu Yun tilted his head just now, when another foreigner soldier picked up a piece of burnt wreckage from the ground, held it in his hand and opened it for a moment, suddenly jumped three feet high, and said something again.
Xu Ling hurriedly said: "He said, 'This is the sign of the Daliang people's military factory, and there are spies from Daliang who have sneaked in' - Gu Shuai, they are starting to get nervous, have we been found?"
The wood can be scorched, but the stone and iron sheets cannot. I think it is the mark of the Lingshu Academy that makes people recognize it.
Xu Ling: "Gu Shuai, I'm afraid these barbarians will warn you"
Gu Yun put one hand on the cutting edge on his waist, and glanced at Chang Geng. Chang Geng took out a clairvoyant that could be clipped on the bridge of his nose, and lightly wiped the water droplets on the lens with his fingers. He plucked the bowstring slightly, as if he was using his ears to determine whether it was wet, and then slowly pulled the bowstring away under Xu Ling's jaw-dropping gaze.
Gu Yun waved his hand, and more than 20 Xuantie camp guards quickly passed through the weeds.
I saw a Western patrol take off a horn-shaped trombone from his waist, took a deep breath, and was about to put it to his mouth to sound a warning, when an iron arrow suddenly broke through the air, and it was exactly the same. His left ear was pierced, and the person's head was shot into a red and white rotten watermelon on the spot.
The brains sprayed his accomplices. The next moment, several black shadows burst out, and they rushed towards the unresponsive Western soldiers like thunder, and the wind-cutting blades sent out one after another in the air. It fell to the ground, and the remaining one had not had time to dismount, raised his hands tremblingly, and stared at the killer who suddenly emerged from the weeds in horror.
It was only then that Xu Ling let out a sigh of relief, and said indifferently what he had just said, "Invite accomplices."
Gu Yun patted him on the shoulder and replied sincerely, "I can't recruit him now - strip him off, tie him up and take him away. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, leave first!"
Hearing the words, the two Xuantie guards held the Western soldier hostage very single. They removed his armor and searched him as if peeling garlic. The slaughtered pork, gagged, and carried away.
"I think there is a small village over there, borrow a place for the first trial." Chang Geng said as he walked, "Usually in this kind of land near the river, all those who can run during the war have run away. Ten households and nine empty spaces, when I met people, I happened to ask the locals what was going on in the occupied land, but I had to ask Master Xu to go first. Let them scare the people."
Xu Ling hurriedly said: "Yes, the subordinate obeys the order."
As he said that, he secretly glanced at Chang Geng. King Yan had already been soaked by the rain, a strand of hair fell from his temples, dripping wet, and he was clearly walking in the deserted field with one foot deep and one foot shallow. In the mud pond, the color on his face still seemed to be the same and he didn't care, and he was carrying his bowstring, which was astonishing as soon as it was pulled.
Chang Geng raised his head inadvertently, just in time to meet Xu Ling's gaze, and asked pleasantly, "What does Master Xu want to say to me?"
Xu Ling's face changed a bit, but he finally swallowed the words that poured into his mouth, and shook his head politely.
A group of people walked into the small village and saw that the small village was like a ghost village. The wall is high, and all the broken tiles are in sight. There is a child's bean-green apron hanging in front of the family's door.
The most spacious ancestral hall in the village is the ancestral hall, which can be seen from afar and can be used by outsiders.
Ge Chen took out a stick the size of a small fire fold from his bosom. After unscrewing the lid, a faint light shone from inside. The bricks and tiles on the roof of the ancestral hall were not complete. It was raining heavily outside, and it was raining lightly inside. It's down, it's bad, only a few rags left in the corner, printed with plain color prints of Jiangnan, vaguely still condensing the prosperity of the old Sanqiu Guizi.
Xu Ling looked around inside and outside the ancestral hall and asked, "It seems that no one is there, Gu Shuai, won't all the locals run away?"
Gu Yun also frowned slightly, summoned a few guards to search around, and leaned over to pick up the printed cloth in the corner.
"The last time I went to the south of the Yangtze River, it was the time when the spring flowers were blooming." Gu Yun said, "The flowers are splendid, the warm wind is blowing, and even the rebels are not in a hurry, so I get some merchant ships full of Xiangning to secretly transport Ziliu. gold"
He didn't say a word, and a personal soldier rushed in: "Commander, take a look, there's something in the backyard behind the ancestral hall."
Gu Yun raised his eyebrows: "What?"
The personal soldier flickered for a moment, avoiding Gu Yun's eyes, and said with difficulty, "People from the village."
The small village in the south of the Yangtze River is winding and graceful. There is a small river in the village. The houses on both sides live along the stream, and the gurgling does not distinguish between north and south, east and west. Now they are all broken down. The four stone plaques at the entrance of the ancestral hall have been broken in half. The rotten stone rolled into the weeds, and Xu Ling kicked something under his feet. He looked down and almost jumped up—it was actually a dead skeleton.
Xu Ling: "This is this"
While speaking, King Yan had already taken the lead in the backyard of the ancestral hall—the tablets of the true ancestors were scattered everywhere in the entire courtyard, the ruins of the collapsed Buddha had fallen into dust, and on the black slate, there were countless corpses with their heads separated neatly. Arranged in a row, men and women, young and old, couldn't figure it out, but cobwebs were already growing all over the black bone's eye sockets.
Xu Ling gasped and grabbed the door frame unconsciously.
"This place extends in all directions," Chang Geng said in a low voice after being silent for a long time, "There are open seas and canals in the north and south, and official roads from east to west can go to the north and the south. It must be unsustainable, and our people can easily get in, I think they have to do a thorough cleanup."
Xu Ling asked dumbly, "How do you call it thorough?"
"Send the heavy armor to kill the village," Chang Geng said in a low voice, "draw a circle, rush the people in this circle together, clean it up, and don't let the living people in, and then just send people to hold the entrances and exits of several major officials, like this There will be no more cases of thousands of Xuantie battalions sneaking into the southwest under the guise of foot merchants - now I finally understand why there are only so few soldiers on patrol just now."
"Because this place is a no-man's land." Chang Geng suddenly attacked when he spoke, kicking the belly of the western prisoner, the prisoner's intestines were so angered that he couldn't kick out with an angry kick, and he couldn't even scream. He had no choice but to groan on the ground like a pig.
Gu Yun took the illuminating object from Ge Chen's hand and illuminated a soaked wood with a line of handwriting carved by fingernails—
A soldier asked, "Commander, what is that?"
Gu Yun's throat moved slightly: "The remnant's tears are exhausted, and Hu Chen's words are only half."
There was a skeleton under the big wooden pillar, which had been rotten into a ball, and the bones were scattered, which was truly terrifying. Only one index finger, which was completely eaten by insects and ants, was still pointing at the group of writing.
It seems that he is still silently asking: "Where is the land of fish and rice, where is the iron cavalry of General Wang?"
It had been raining all night, and it was only at this time that the chill finally soaked through his bones.
And the four words "Jiangnan Occupation" came from the back of the paper with unprecedented force, and the whole ancestral hall was dead silent for a while.
I don't know how long it took before Chang Geng gently pushed Gu Yun: "Don't look at it, Zixi, there are so many dreams in the night, let's leave this place first, it's important to reunite with Zhong Laohui."
Gu Yun's fingertips were taut, and he straightened his waist when he heard the sound. For some reason, his eyes turned black, and after staggering for half a step, Chang Geng was startled and held his elbow: "What's wrong? "
Gu Yun felt stuffy in his chest for a while, and a feeling of physical weakness that he had not felt for many years spontaneously emerged. For a moment, he felt an indescribable feeling of weakness—since Xiguan was injured, whether he quit drinking or not. Reducing the medicine can't stop this body from declining, as if all the debts owed in the past have come to him.
Now facing the questioning of a skeleton, he was speechless, and even felt a hint of uneasy weakness in his heart - Gu Yun thought: "When can I take Jiangnan back? Am I still in time?"
However, the many doubts and worries in Gu Yun's heart only rose for a moment, and he turned his face and was forcibly suppressed by him - at least to outsiders, he was back to normal.
"It's okay," Gu Yun glanced sideways at Chang Geng, pulled his elbow out of Chang Geng's palm, and said to Xu Ling as if nothing had happened, "Master Xu, ask the white-haired monkey where their nest is, how many people, how many armor, steel Where is A hiding? If you don’t ask again, cut one of his fingers, bake it and give him a tooth sacrifice.”
Legend has it that many Western soldiers were bought with money, and there was no moral integrity to be brave and not afraid of death.
If, as Chang Geng said, the large plains beside the river were cleared into no-man’s land by them, and each area only had one sentry guard, and each sentry had only a dozen people, mostly cavalry.
"Part of the main force is the vanguard, confronting General Zhong and the others, and some" Xu Ling pursed his lips with difficulty and translated, "looting everywhere, forcing the prisoners to become laborers to become miners and slaves for them, and transport the looted things back to them. Domestically, shut up those who want the Pope to step down."
At this time, the shower had stopped, and the thick clouds had opened, revealing a thin moonlight. From afar, everywhere you could see, the smoke filled the air, and the puppet fields were busy, and the peasants were drinking tea and talking about the country. Difficult to appear.
Xu Ling said in a low voice: "Xiaguan thought that the refugees in Jiangbei were already very poor, but they still have a grass shack to keep out the rain, and they still have two bowls of gruel all day long."
Chang Geng: "It's useless to talk too much, let's go and let that foreign dog lead the way to their post."
The two private guards of the Xuantie Battalion immediately supported the Western soldiers.
"His Royal Highness King Yan!" Xu Ling took a few steps and stopped Chang Geng, "When will I and the Western Dog fight?"
Chang Geng kept walking, and answered without turning his head, "If the refugees in Jiangbei can be settled smoothly, God will spare the face of the natural disaster, rest for a year or two, and wait until the eighteen troops run out of ammunition and food, and reopen the northern Xinjiang Ziliu. The Golden Channel, I don't believe we can't help these western dogs!"
It's just that the DPRK and China are smoky, struggling, and thousands of refugees are still displaced.
Xu Ling took a deep breath, his eyes were all red, he caught up with King Yan and said in a low and hurried tone in his ear: "Your Highness knows that your reforms in the DPRK have been too big, and someone has long regarded you as a leader. I don't want to say anything else, but this time to investigate the case south, if Yang Ronggui is really greedy and concealed, he will definitely receive rumors in the past few days. If he breaks the boat, he can exchange all the gold and silver finances in the house for beacon tickets, and only talk about the prince. In order to forcibly implement the beacon ticket, you will do whatever you can, and give local officials various unachievable targets. They have no choice but to embezzle their money and bend the law. The Inspectorate and the Censor's Office will inevitably mobilize and attack them—what will you do then?"
Chang Geng smiled vaguely: "If someone can really take over this mess, recover Jiangnan, and stabilize the Quartet, what if I pack my bags and get out? Master Xu, what I do is not for myself, nor for myself. It's not because of those people who say goodbye to me - whoever wants to participate, I ask myself to be worthy of my conscience, whether I sleep in the military plane in the middle of the night, or sleep in the heavenly prison, no ancestors come out to slap me, other "
He stopped talking, a wry smile appeared on his young and handsome face, and Xu Lingwan saw the loneliness and helplessness surrounding King Yan. Burning pain-
It was not a single time that the Censor Terrace was slapped in the face by King Yan.
The Inspectorate is the gathering place of the "clear stream" in the court - they are all like Xu Ling, that is, they are unwilling to cling to the powerful, and they do not disdain to join forces with the merchants. Rumors spread, and they always felt that King Yan was a powerful traitor who played with the emperor in applause.
This time Xu Ling followed King Yan south to investigate and deal with corrupt officials. More importantly, taking advantage of the fact that aristocratic families and upstarts were fighting a pair of black-eyed chickens, Qingliu of the two academies had already planned to join forces with King Yan as the initiator. Xu Ling this Come, the purpose is not simple, that is, Emperor Longan is worried about King Yan Li Min, and it is also the handle of the two courts to seize King Yan's disobedience—
Some people work hard for the devastation of Jiangnan and Jiangbei, even if the means are a bit more violent - but they are trying to take other people's mistakes in the court.
Xu Ling couldn't help but choked a little: "Your Highness"
Chang Geng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Master Xu?"
Xu Ling was speechless for a while.
Gu Yun led the way without saying a word. The scholar Xu Ling thought he was whispering in a whisper, but in fact, with the strength of Gu Shuai's ears when he was not deaf, he could hear a word in the downwind.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his own soldiers who were infuriated, and then glanced at Ge Chen, who was flickering. He probably knew where the "accident" of entering the enemy's line by mistake came from.
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