"Hurry up and pack up and hide! Once the city is in chaos, even I may not be able to be considerate."
Afterwards, Cui Zhiyuan turned his head to face Sanniang, who was full of confusion and confusion, and said:
After all, if Yang Shijun, who is always known for his generosity and benevolence, only intends to purge the generals who belonged to the old Huai Town Jieya, it would not have much to do with their subordinates. But it is a problem that the soldiers can do nothing wrong with what they have gone through. What's more, what Zhang Qiao is worried about is the reasons and relationships that make it impossible to talk about it.
For example, he had had a banquet with some of them the day before, and he heard the other party complaining and complaining such as "I would never welcome the Yang before I knew it" or "It's not like a thief" when he was drunk. If it is taken advantage of and sent off by someone who is interested, everyone present should not try to please it.
You must know that, in addition to Lu's reversal when he used the one-party dictatorship, Guangling City has suffered too many disturbances and devastations in the next half a year, and people are extraordinarily determined. Therefore, when the ambassador Yang led his army to set things right and drove away the Pi Shiduo from the thief army, he was once regarded as a savior in a certain sense.
But after getting along for a long time, it is inevitable to find that this new envoy, who has been known as benevolence by the people and the people, is too forgiving and kind to his subordinates; therefore, many people have not seen the harm of the peaceful thief first, but they are also very close to him. Feel the pains of the Shou Hao Army brought by the Yang family.
If only this is the case, it is not impossible to barely endure one or two; after all, in this chaotic world, there are brutal groups of warriors everywhere; Shou Hao Jun is not the worst one, and can give a little more. The price in exchange for the temporary security of Gou An is not unacceptable to the hundreds of thousands of people in Guangling City.
However, as the thieves outside the city grew stronger and the camp consolidated, the defenders in the city were repeatedly frustrated and counteracted to no avail, and even under the thief army’s artillery stone Hongji could only blindly be beaten passively, which would naturally occur. In order to respond to different thoughts and ideas; coupled with the inevitability of being forced to endure a lot of death and injury in the city, it is reasonable to complain in private.
Of course, sometimes what you say is one thing and what you do is another matter. After going through so many chaos, those who were bold, utilitarian, and eager to make peace, almost all died or fled. Those who survive today are undoubtedly those who are relatively innocent and innocent, good at stealing a living or protecting themselves wisely, and even those who see the wind and make the rudder.
In Cui Zhiyuan’s view, people in this generation have the guts to complain in private, but before that Yang Shijun reveals the true decline and the situation is irreversible, he does not have much guts to betray and rebellious. Also decided not to act rashly. This time, however, it was obvious that someone did not want to let them go.
But I don't know if this is Yang Shijun's original intention, or is it the embarrassment of the people around him? If it is the latter, there may still be some chances of redemption and self-help. Thinking of this, he suddenly said broadly to Zhang Qiao who was much older than him but at a loss:
"I'm going to see the envoy to see if there is room for slowing down. But Brother Gao Zhi, please don't find a place to stay for a while, at least you can't stay in such a crowded courtyard. Up..."
"Well, well, everything will get rid of Guyun..."
Zhang Qiao also responded to Liushen Wuzhu repeatedly:
After that, Cui Zhiyuan put on his official uniform and rode on a green donkey with an official seal. Just like this, he spliced the familiar face to Yangzhou City, and escaped several joints through the streets and alleys. A night patrolman; after coming out of the big city of Yangzhou, which is comparable to the two capitals, he bypassed the bridges of Guangji and Xiaoshi which run through the streets of Jiuli (long) and thirty steps (wide), and next to Luocheng The parallel channel came to the foot of the Shugang Hill in the Zicheng before being stopped.
Immediately he handed over his red fish bag and affixed card, and solemnly declared that he had urgent official documents forwarded to the Huaiyang Metropolitan Dudu's Mansion, which was built on the site of the former Sui Yang Emperor Jiangdu Palace on Shugang. Fortunately, his luck seemed to be good tonight. He unexpectedly ran into a goalkeeper who was familiar with him. Not only did he receive the notice and lead him to sit in a small pavilion inside, he waited until the next step.
However, he didn't know how long he waited here, and here he could only vaguely see and feel the kind of uneasy atmosphere in the outer Guocheng pool where the flames were swaying and the voices were chaotic. In addition, he hadn't rested well before, so he slowly took a nap in this boring and suffering.
"Brother Gu Yun? But is it Brother Gu Yun?"
When Cui Zhiyuan was shaken up again, he saw a familiar face crying out in front of him with concern: But he was a fairly friendly colleague in the decompression of the past. I saw him continue to say with a worried face:
"You dare to stay here so much! Are you waiting for death?"
"how do I say this.."
Cui Zhiyuan woke up cleverly when he heard the words.
"The thing you handed up happened to hit the mess of the envoy. Under the light, even the advancing Zhang Yuhou had eaten twenty spine sticks and claimed to be severely punished for this rash. Apprentice; it just happened to catch up with the important public affairs meeting, and then I was pressed down..."
This colleague said more and more eagerly:
"I happened to see that it was your manuscript by the side, and I quickly found a way to come out and hand you a letter... When the envoy looks back and thinks about it, you're afraid that you won't be able to leave!"
"How good is this!"
Cui Zhiyuan, who was shocked by the words, almost fell on the ground with weak legs and feet, and was helped by the other party to persuade him:
"I think you'd better find a place to hide for two or three days, and wait until the envoy is overwhelmed with anger, then come to argue that it is right and wrong!"
"Okay... Me... I am here..."
Hearing this sad news, he saw Cui Zhiyuan who was in chaos. He didn't say thank you, he led him out of the archway again from the side, and rode on the green donkey without guard, and shook it with the sound of a kick. Staggered and galloped away.
It's just that when he walked out a certain distance in a worried and unconscious mind, he was suddenly blown by the oncoming cold wind on the river, and he couldn't help but sneezed several times, and suddenly stopped in the sound of the donkey's chirping. But looking back at the Shugang hills and the building complexes of the Metropolitan Government/Jieya that are still more and more brightly lit to the rear, he sighed heavily and turned to another way back.
And on the top of the Drum Tower at the waist of Shugang, there were also people in the shadows outside the fence that could not be illuminated by the dim lights, silently watching the direction of the city where Cui Zhi had gone. Until a sound of footsteps came up, and a voice appeared beside him asked for instructions:
"Kongmu, just let this new Luozi go? Aren't you going to repent and repeat?"
"It's okay, as long as he is here, he won't have a chance again after he leaves this yamen... Do you think someone will give him a chance?"
As he spoke, he placed a stack of handwritten notes with graceful handwriting on the lights in the Drum Tower, turning them into fine ashes blown away in the night breeze.
"Is this your plan together?"
And in the inner hall of the festival, Yang Xingyun, with an unchanging expression, was also trying to suppress his anger:
"How many times have I said, don't expand the situation. If you can't kill, you don't kill; everything must be done slowly. You are better, indulge in the wanton looting of the mansions, arrest and torture at every turn, wishing to give everyone who is available in this city Will I be reconciled if I kill it all?"
"Nowadays, people are inseparable to kill in one fell swoop, but what regulations do I want? What regulations can I give you? Is it possible that I want to kill all the insiders!!!"
Zhu Yanshou, Tian Yu, Zhao Jun, Lu Shizao and other generals who were present at the scene did not dare to look at him; they all stood with their hands respectfully. Civilian officials such as Marching Commander Shi Yankeqiu, Sima Dai Yougui, and Judge Zhou Yin also coldly or looked sideways, standing beside them with subtle expressions, but they had no intention of actively admonishing and speaking out.
After more than half an hour, these deployments have retreated one after another only promised; Yang Xingmin, with a haggard face, also waited for the guard around him:
"Just before, did someone pass a post to see you?"
"One of them is the case of Master Cui under the curtain..."
The attendant on duty echoed:
"In a huge city, isn't it the only one who can bear and dare to speak out?"
Yang Xingyu couldn't help sighing. If someone presents a petition or request at this time, he can postpone and reorganize the dispute.
"It's just that the Lord Cui case suddenly left by himself, and even the post was withdrawn. Will it be recovered?"
The Yuhou carefully added:
"No need,"
Yang Xingmin's expression turned cold, and he shook his head again: He valued the other party's reason. In addition to his talent and reputation as the Bingongke Tanhua Lang, it was Cui who was a member of the Tang Dynasty, and he has always been clean and self-conscious. There are no cronies; it just happens to be set up as an example of wise corporal and an example of recruiting talents.
However, at this moment, Yang Xingyu couldn't help but think of the dedicated staff around him, and accidentally and implicitly mentioned the reason for not being reused under his Gao Pian: "It's not my race, and his heart is different."
At the same time, Cui Zhiyuan, who still doesn’t know that he has been judged as "different in his heart", is also cold, tired and full of pessimism and disappointment. Go up and down.
His 16 years of study tour, scientific examination, and official appointment in Datang since he was a teenager also represents the most beautiful and wonderful time in his life. Therefore, he was no different from most of the people of Tang dynasty in physical, mental and appearance at one time, and he also wanted to serve and follow this great Middle-earth Dynasty wholeheartedly.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but give birth to the homesickness of "It's better to go back" for the first time. It was only when Cui Zhiyuan, who was a little confused, in the full of those who encountered along the way, some surprised and squinting eyes, returned. When I arrived at the original place in the big city, but was greeted by the heavy smell of fireworks and heat, the whole person who had been exposed to Xun would inevitably be overwhelmed.
And the direction of the fire in the distance included the private restaurant where he was staying. . . (End of this chapter)