Today, the Guangzhou Left-behind Division has five armies under its control. The territory under its jurisdiction extends from the Leizhou Peninsula in the west to the Chaoshan Plain in the east; but in addition to being stationed in the twelve counties of Chaoxunmei three states, the site and soldiers Outside of the Sanjiang Patrol Army, which has been expanded to some extent, the other four are severely damaged and weak divisions or newly reorganized underdogs; many of them are full of injuries and sicknesses or the old, weak, and sick.
At least most of them were unable to keep up with the progress of the rebel army in a short period of time due to various reasons, so they were simply selected and formed into another army, and stayed in Huzhou to Guangzhou. The neighborhood also doubles as the need to continue to suppress the place.
In addition, there are some miscellaneous articles about the family members who were left by the rebels, who were inconvenient to move, and the servants who were not able to fight along the way. But after being armed, it can also frighten ordinary people and maintain order on the streets.
Therefore, although it is known as the 50,000 left-behind army, it actually excludes the actual 8-9 thousand army from Zhou Huai'an (more full-time soldiers are not unable to support, but it will affect the basic balance of local population and organizational productivity). , The rest of the army has to shrink at least before it counts.
However, under the direct leadership of Meng Wei, there were about two and a half veteran elites. One of them continued to be based in Shaoguan, where the rebels did not have much strategic and defensive value. The other battalion followed him to guard the inner city of Guangzhou, and the remaining half of the battalion was Among the Rebels, there are also very few mobile cavalry; these are enough to become the backbone and supporting force of these jumbled forces.
In addition, under the name of the left and right patrol division who was transferred almost in name only, there is also a 2,000-man patrol team, which is just a light security maintenance force with only knives and small cards; the nominal chief officer is the deputy of the left-behind division. Make Lin Yan.
In this way, let alone most of the armed forces controlled by Meng Wei; in theory, the force under Lin Yan alone would be enough to rotate with Zhou Huaian’s battalion and another group of guards, presenting a counter-balance force. Up.
It seems that some of the people in power in the General's Mansion have also spent a lot of time and effort, and within the power structure of the left-behind division, they have tried hard to curb most of the opportunities and possibilities that they might grow bigger and grab their rights.
But this is just an ideal state, and the actual reality depends on the actual people; but obviously Lin Yan's own performance will inevitably disappoint them; he doesn't care much about this team at all.
Therefore, under Zhou Huaian’s inadvertent mention, it was easy for him to take the initiative to ask for it without being too complicated, and to re-compile the daily training procedures to the camp that Chai Ping brought forward. Going in the plan. This gave Zhou Huai'an a legitimate reason to follow the process of rebuilding the organization and carry out the infiltration of sand and influence.
In this way, in addition to the local grassroots structure established by Zhou Huai'an, there is also part of the execution power and corresponding military support in Guangzhou. However, this kind of hidden influence expansion takes time to gradually manifest itself.
In the courtyard of the wind, bamboo, shadow, flower, stone, rockery, flowing spring, sand, sand and lili, the sounds of birds and insects seemed to be invisible to the low of the rebels, and only the only sound remained.
"Did the clouds of that day have predicted
So the footsteps are light
So as not to disturb
Our time
Because it is destined to be so few
The wind blows white clouds
where have you been
while missing you
I look up and smile, do you know that"
It was the soft voice of the little maid Qing Luo, who once again awakened Zhou Huaian from the contemplation and memories of these pros and cons; then with a smile, he picked up a piece of crystal tea cream with bamboo chopsticks and stirred up another piece. The green dumplings drenched in sugar flowers, only then tasted the admiration.
"A Luo, your craftsmanship has improved again..."
"It's all Langjun's teaching..."
Qing Luo, who smiled like a crescent moon with a fan in her arms, said with joy and joy.
"Nu Nu just carried it forward..."
"How about the amber pastry made by Nunu..."
"But you have to reconcile the newly delivered icing sugar and stone honey, as well as the fried five-color raw kernels..."
It’s just that her overwhelmingly joyful look is a bit of a girl’s sweetness, and has a hint of cuteness; people can’t help but want to be bullied to sue for mercy, or can’t wait for the day. Hei is about to put her in a special impulse of eighteen postures.
"No hurry, no hurry..."
Zhou Huaian waved his hand.
"Let's sing me "Pick Tea Tune" first..."
"Sister, go up the mountain to pick tea..."
The soft singing sounded again. Zhou Huaian was in a familiar melody and suddenly thought of a classic scene in "The Swordsman" that he had watched countless times;
In the last moment of the life of the little sister, Yue Linshan, who met Lin Ping for the first time, she sang this Fujian folk song that she taught her when she first met Lin Ping. In the sweet memories of coming, living, and loving, she died in the arms of her big brother Linghu Chong. inner.
"What's wrong with Lang Jun..."
Cheongna couldn't help asking, who had finished singing the song again.
"Is it that Nunu is not good at singing..."
"It's just aroused some thoughts from the past, and some feelings are eye-catching..."
Zhou Huaian said without concealment.
"But I don't know who has such blessings that makes Lang Jun miss him..."
"The Sri Lankan has passed away, leaving only grievances and regrets..."
"Since the old regrets are difficult, I ask Mr. Lang to cherish the present..."
Then, she said in a panic with a little shock and shyness.
"Did the slaves go beyond..."
"Well, as punishment, then sing me another song "Golden Harness"..."
Zhou Huaian said with a smile.
"Sure is the whole word sung by Du Qiuniang..."
Qing Luo started to sing again with a little shyness
"Persuade you not to hesitate the golden hazel,
Advise the king to take his youth.
The flower blooms can be folded straight and must be folded,
Don't wait for the empty branches without flowers. "
Then she continued to sing:
"The lonely lantern in the middle of the night cherishes the past,
Who will pay for everything
I don't know it,
Besides, He Siwei.
What is in the earth, what is in the sky.
Refers to what to catch and what to do.
Listen for what the ears do, and peep for what the eyes do.
Chasing dreams when I was young, a little sorrowful,
A few sorrows, a few hesitations.
A finger of quicksand, time is thinner in the blink of an eye. "
The whole sentence of "Du Qiuniang Ci" with such a long song "Golden Clothes" as the introduction, seemed to sing down, and Qingluo's temples and forehead were already slightly sweaty.
It is also a kind of fun and pleasure to say that the ancients were able to express the affairs of men and women (about guns) in such a straightforward and poetic manner. To say that this generation of famous prostitute Du Qiuniang from Jinling is also a legend.
At the age of 15, he made the popular "Golden Cloth" for the concubine of Zhenhai Festival Li Qi; later Li Qi resisted the court to cut the vass and died, and was charged into the court, but he was favored by Tang Xianzong and assisted the atrium; waited until Tang Xianzong. She was conspired to die violently by the eunuchs, and she became the Fu Mu whom Tang Muzong pointed out to Zhang Wang Li Cou; then she conspired with the prime minister Song Shenxi to get rid of the eunuch Wang Shoucheng, who had abolished the three emperor, and was eventually exiled. Hometown
When he was dying, Du Mu had made a special trip to visit and put his life into a poem to sing. He is a romantic figure of a generation of righteousness and integrity, and is also an inspirational idol of Li Wa, the lady of the country, and the inspirational idol of several generations of teaching workshops. Compared with the social parasites of later generations who use the banner of idyllic feminism, I don't know how many streets are better than.
"Speaking of Du Qiuniang, isn't it the predecessor you have looked up to..."
Thinking of this, Zhou Huai'an feels and expresses,
"In fact, Nunu thinks that Lang Jun is the most important thing in this world..."
Qing Luo who was gasping for breath softly complimented her.
"Not only Xifan (Kangding Love Song), Nanban (Erhai Ballad), Saishang (Aobao Meeting) songs can be known, but also a good understanding of Tianzhu and peace vocal music. I am afraid that I will not be able to learn in this life."
"Don't belittle yourself, you have the corresponding talents and preferences..."
Zhou Huaian said with a smile.
"I just traveled far, so naturally I have a little more knowledge..."
"By the way, Aluo, how are you and those old sisters dealing with each other..."
"According to Langjun's instructions, they are all willing to give a bit of strength to the rebels..."
Hearing this, Qing Luo suddenly got up and said with a serious face.
"That's good,"
Zhou Huaian nodded and said.
"Please take care of this. Just let me know if you have any news..."
"I have my own gratitude and rewards, and even if there is something unwilling, I can stand up for them...
"Besides, there are still many useful things in the future... so you don't need to be too cautious."
"The sisters of Nu Nu Dai Jiao Fang have thanked Lang Jun..."
But Qing Luo was full of gratitude and joy.
Since most of the rebels left, the real authority to dominate the city has also been concentrated in the hands of three people; in the official education workshops in the city under the new changes and situation, these women who can't make a living except to entertain people are unavoidable. A little panic and nervous.
Now I finally got a new backer for her sake, even if it was to pay a little price and other things, it was a matter of course.
In the days that followed, under Zhou Huaian’s deliberate guidance and request, the little maid Qing Luo continued to specialize in entertainment art and housekeeping skills. In the accidental episodes of accidental scorching and carbonization, there were constantly various new episodes. The sample is born.
For example, some classic ballads that reflect the suffering of the people's livelihood and the spirit of resistance in later generations. After re-composing in the style of this era, it is more convenient to promote and sing. If you add remarks and quotes from ancient celebrities and sages, it will be much more convincing.
Ordinary people with limited vision and layout may not easily believe in strangers outside the country where they have lived for generations, but they feel that the old masters mention those ancient sages and sages, and the remaining teachings will not deceive. People and fraudsters; such as:
"Straight like a string, dead side; curved like a hook, turning against the prince" "Book of Songs, National Style"
"Take my body warm, buy a favor in front of my eyes" ("Rejuvenation")
"The land knows the cold and the people want to be warm, and take less clothes as lichen" ("Red Thread Carpet")
"The victim of abuse is a jackal, so why bother with claws and teeth and cannibals" ("Du Ling Old Man")
While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone. —From Beijing to Fengxian County, Yonghuai 500 words (Du Fu)
Planting one millet in spring, harvesting tens of thousands of seeds in autumn, there is no idle land in the world, and the farmer is still starving to death. Li Shen "Precision for the Farmer"
Another example is "Lingnan Song" adapted from "Fengyang Song":
Although the vast majority of the ancients didn't care and realize this kind of thing, the public opinion position really existed from ancient times to the present, and it was paid attention to by the ruling class;
Otherwise, the Zhou Wu Revolution would not call out "Although Zhou is an old state, its fate is to restore", "To rejuvenate the king, and to seek innocence"; and through the ages, those who dared to spread proverbs in private, the rulers of the past generations have killed how many. , Is to firmly grasp the dominance of public opinion and moral commanding heights in this regard.
The doomsday signs of the fall of successive dynasties were also lost one by one as the ruler. These representative regimes organized the propaganda and credibility at the bottom of the civil society, and let some ulterior motives and arrogant words prevail. This is the most basic beginning and One of the signs.
On the other hand,
Because Zhou Huai'an has a sufficient supply of snacks as a daily benefit, the small pendants are not necessarily increased when they are used as child labor and half clerical work, but the nature of the food that is not rejected by all kinds of visitors is becoming more and more obvious. Up.
What salt plums, pickled plums, roasted bamboo shoots, boiled peanuts, fried rice crackers, melon seeds, peach kernels, almonds, persimmon sugar, candied dates, kumquats, dried butter, honey preserves, sand cakes, matong, bait strips, fried taro strips, Ginger honey, crispy diced fish, fish floss, squid, sauced duck tongue, crisp goose skin, dried purple moss, egg intestines, broiled (meat) strips, dried five-spice marinated;
Even boiled, roasted, fried and fried soybeans, bamboo beans, cat beans, bent beans, concanavali beans, string beans, poached beans, fence beans, etc., as long as she can imagine and concoct food, she is willing to eat; As long as there is a new sample in the logistics department to send, or if Qingluo is inventing some new tricks, she will not be able to escape her petite figure.
She even asked Qingluo to sew a small bag that can be hung under her neck in private to hold these snacks; so her cheeks are bulging all day long, and it seems that something is always chewing. Or tasting with something in it, just like a big hamster.
And the big skull is still the Akalin attribute that has been deeply simplified as always. Most of the time Zhou Huaian saw her busy back in the garden, and when she was holding the small pendant and using her hands as living pillows at night, the pair of Tibetans A bitter and complicated look behind the curtain.
. . . . . . . . .
At the same time, thousands of miles away in the city of Chang'an in Xijing, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty known as the last conscience and mainstay of the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Zhi; Jiang Nan sent back the home letter, biting it on the case bitterly and squeezing a voice from his teeth.
"Lingwai is no longer owned by the court..."
That is a folk song mentioned in his family book, Fujian Observatory Zheng Ai:
"Speaking of Nanling Road Nanling
Nanling is a good place
Since the cockfighting emperor
Nine years out of ten years
The big family sells mules and horses
Little Family Maijiro
The slaves have no sons to sell
Follow Huang Wang to eat the four directions
Eat all the jackal and eat the tiger and leopard
. . . . .
Create a good world"
Then, he pulled the family letter in his hand again, and said to the gathered friends and relatives:
"Now that the situation in Lingwai, you must not sit back and watch... You can share the worries for the country..."
After a moment of looking at each other, someone thought about the words and said again.
"Now the imperial court can only temporarily protect the important areas in the southeast, and for the time being, there are no soldiers available outside the ridge. Can other methods be used to find ways..." (End of this chapter)