After showing the token representing his identity, Chai Ping dismounted and slowly walked through the seemingly renewed camp gate. The upper part was obviously fortified and equipped with sharp objects of unknown purpose. The shallow gully underneath was also deepened. Over the waist
Originally, there was only a sparse archer's sentry standing above him, but it has also become a group of young sentry men composed of archers and platoons, looking at the various routes and fields outside with spirit and alertness.
Then he found that the place he walked over seemed to be much more tidy and clean. There was no water and sludge commonly seen in other camps. There was only a layer of soft fine sand groaning under his feet, and he could still hear the edge. The trembling stream of the upper shallow ditch sounded softly.
There were neither chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep, all kinds of filth and garbage scattered around, nor the colorful clothes hanging between the camps and shanties, not to mention the strong smell of all kinds of dirty things mixed up overnight. Only a touch of moisture similar to the fresh water plants on the river bank.
And under the eaves of sheds and houses, there are traces and smells of quicklime in some places; all kinds of clean and large containers within the range of gray coils are also neatly stacked in the open air to dry; this can't help Let Chai Ping also give birth to a little unbelievable sense of confusion; is this still a messy camping outside the city, it is like arriving at the garrison of the official army in the inner city.
He obviously came here not too long ago.
This was the time after lunch, but no matter if it was the kitchen, the dining hall, or the shed, the people he was familiar with were mostly gone; only a few unfamiliar faces were operating on the leveled open space, or surrounded Several tents were in and out of work; they were stubborn in their conduct and work, and they only glanced at Chai Ping, the camper, to some extent, and they continued to remain indifferent or indifferent.
This could not help but accumulate more questions and thoughts on him.
Then he finally found out from his acquaintances, in fact, most of the remaining people in the camp had already rushed to gather in the largest newly opened warehouse.
"Today is going to the monk again to talk about ancient times..."
"Don't miss it..."
"Shut up, it's a monk..."
"It's time to change my name to Deputy Guanying..."
"It's still Mr. Monk's closeness..."
Along with these rushing discussions, Chai Ping was also led to a huge warehouse; in addition to the common bad breath and sweat, it was also filled with the smell of fumigation after burning the wormwood. And on the table in the middle, piled up with furniture, the "monk" was making gestures and saying something with a circumflex and vivid tone.
"Speaking of the black servant, raise a big fist..."
"He picked up the hind paws of the big worm again, and threw a big splash of wind..."
"Iron Niu knelt on the ground and cried loudly..."
And following the other party’s words and deeds, everyone below erupted again with low sighs and buzzing noises, but there was not much whispering noise, and they were focused on the "monk" as if attracted by a magnet. It seemed that It's something that is taken for granted.
Chai Ping wanted to step forward and say something to Wang Pan in the front row, but the familiar name "Iron Niu" made him stop, and listened carefully to Li Tieniu's hand tearing six big insects to avenge his mother, and he went up the mountain and fell to the grass. s story.
As a result, standing behind the crowd, he wanted to listen to it for the first time. Before he thought he was fascinated by it, he temporarily forgot the original intention and purpose when he came. As a result, it was not until the sky darkened that he sighed unfinishedly around him. , Suddenly discussing loudly, suddenly wake up during the quarrel.
Since leaving home to join the rebel army, he has not been so relaxed and slack in many years, Chai Ping couldn't help but woke up and blamed himself and walked towards the "monk" surrounded by the crowd.
. . . . .
"Why do you invite me to participate in the Chaodu Dharma service?..."
Then, Zhou Huaian couldn't help but laughed at himself, almost forgot that he had a false identity as a monk;
Obviously, this is the general public or quite ignorant, and the ancients who are in awe of the unexplainable mysticism. Among the peasant rebels who killed officials and rebelled, naturally there can be no exceptions.
Of course, given his short-lived status in Stormrage Camp, there is still not much reason to refuse this invitation. It's just that he also heard the details. To participate in Chaodu means that it may be a collective behavior of plural or more. Is this some kind of temptation or test
With the help of activated invisible computing power, he quickly turned to thinking about the pros and cons of various interests, but there was too little information, and the attitude and meaning of the other party was really difficult to judge the disadvantages.
Walking on the road to the city of Guangzhou, it seems that the rebels' opening and relieving activities during this period are still effective. The large groups of refugees who fell on the road and hungry and walked like corpses have basically disappeared; even once they have been reduced to The place on the battlefield was also replaced by pieces of newly refurbished soil. Large areas of acres and orchards that had been abandoned for a while due to the flames of war have also reappeared in the form of sparse labor.
But also in Guangzhou, the signs of the rebel generals indulging in peace and enjoyment also began to diffuse with the fancy carriages and horses passing by on the streets, as well as the smell of wine and powder that blatantly floated by during the day. In this large port city.
But in any case, the basic order in Guangzhou has been restored, even if it is a fairly simple and extensive order under the dominance of the peasant army; the once ubiquitous patrol team has been reduced a lot, and all kinds of lower classes and various traffickers and pawns have been Can walk as usual, like weaving in the street;
Restaurants and tea shops of various colors have recovered some of their popularity and keep coming and going, and most of the shops have reopened, although it seems that there is little business; occasionally there will be a few unstained human heads, both old and new, hanging on the side of the checkpoint on the street; From time to time, there are still some people walking along the street with flail, causing laughter and shouting, and even groups of children spit and throw stones during the chase. The ragged silk robe and brocade on their bodies obviously represent their previous lives. Quality and status.
This is the beginning of the liquidation of officials, wealthy businessmen, and large families; but in retrospect, this is something that will happen sooner or later. After all, the southern rebels are known as hundreds of thousands of people. Although they have gained nothing after taking down the city of Guangzhou, they are used to People who feed and maintain so many people will inevitably face the problem of sitting and eating.
Especially in the absence of a stable site, the production of materials, financial resources, and human resources provided, and the extensive letting of various ministries to expand their troops, sooner or later, a series of problems and troubles will arise;
Therefore, in Zhou Huaian’s view, this relatively calm and extensive order is inevitably implied; because no one knows whether the rebels will continue to use their money and food under the actual needs in the future. Expansion and enlistment to these ordinary civilians.
Immediately he couldn't help but laughed at himself, "Is this a cabbage earning money? I'm fucking with my fanfare", he was thinking so wildly, under the sloppy donkey, he soon came to a place. Shouguang Temple is a small temple located near the city gate.
According to reports, it was a senior general of the rebel army who had just died. He stopped here and waited for the last time from the Buddhist monks. Following this, there was news that a rebel army garrisoned northward had recently suffered a major defeat in Shaozhou.
According to the statement disclosed by Chai Ping, it was Wang Duo, the ambassador of Jingnan Jiedu from the Tang Dynasty, who recommended the famous general Li Sheng's grandson, Li's army, to mobilize 50,000 troops in Tanzhou, and then divided the troops south to support the besieged Shaozhou; the result was the siege and the seizure of the important town of Shaoguan Sun Yannian, a veteran of the rebel army, died on the spot. (End of this chapter)