It's not so much fear as anticipation.
There is no man who doesn't like fighting. The original body of this world happened to be a general with martial arts. The previous two worlds were both scholarly, this time Song Yucheng also wanted to experience the comfort of galloping on horseback.
It's just that Song Yucheng's face darkened suddenly after the people who secretly surrounded him appeared.
Different from the bandits in the memory of the original body, the bandits here are not so much thieves as soldiers.
Even though the military uniforms on them were already dirty, Song Yucheng could still recognize them at a glance as the standard military uniforms from the 12th year of Da'an.
It is now the 32nd year of Da'an, that is to say, these people are all ten-year veterans. After being a soldier for ten years, it is impossible to know how to defend the country, but now he can come out to block the road and rob, which shows how poor Rongcheng is, and the soldiers can't eat enough.
The orderly also frowned, with a trace of unbearable flashing in his eyes. His life was not good before, and it only got better after he followed Song Yucheng. So every time I see this scene, I feel very uncomfortable.
But it's uncomfortable, and things have to be done. What's more, with his own county prince taking over, the soldiers in Rongcheng will improve a lot in the future.
Thinking of this, he took the initiative to step forward and asked a question calmly. "Several military lords have business with us?" He looked flattering, like an ordinary servant with little ability.
And those old soldiers, also confused by his appearance, mistakenly thought that Song Yucheng and the messenger were ordinary young masters and attendants passing by, and they didn't take them seriously at all. Coincidentally, I plan to borrow some money from you to spend. Young master, I see that you are skinny and tender, and you definitely don’t want to be beaten, so why don’t you just hand over the money, and our brothers will let you go.”
"Yes, how much do you want?" This time it was not the messenger who answered, but Song Yucheng himself.
"On the way!" Seeing him enjoying himself, the robbing soldier relaxed, "Well, we won't hurt your life, you leave the horse and the money on your body and we can let you go!"
However, Song Yucheng smiled unexpectedly, "It's okay to ask for money, but I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it."
"Fuck! Are you kidding me!" The robbing soldier saw the playfulness in Song Yucheng's eyes and immediately became angry, and stepped forward to beat him.
However, the orderly's movements were far faster than his. With a single stride, he stopped him, raised his foot, and kicked the one next to him away.
It can only be said that none of the soldiers in Song Yucheng's hands is good. They are all humanoid weapons that have really experienced battles. In comparison, those soldiers are too weak.
But after a while, he was beaten so badly that he wanted to kneel down and call him Dad. Five or six people have never beaten Song Yucheng and the others. No, to be precise, he never beat the messenger next to Song Yucheng. It took only half a cup of tea, and they all lay on the ground and screamed for pain.
"Boy! Now Master Chang will ask you a few questions." Seeing this, Song Yucheng dismounted slowly, walked up to the leading soldier, and raised his head with the whip.
"I ask you, how many guards are there in Rongcheng now? What officials are there in the city? Who has the final say?"
"What do you mean?" The soldier originally thought that Song Yucheng was going to beat him up, and was ready to pretend to be his grandson. But he never expected that he would ask himself many questions related to the interior of Rongcheng.
A well-behaved young master, why ask these things? Although the soldier was not very good at martial arts, he was not a fool. He became alert all of a sudden, and asked with a smile, "Master, why are you asking this?"
"What do you care about me?" Song Yucheng smiled and removed the whip, took out a piece of silver from his pocket and placed it in front of the soldier.
"Come on! You don't just want money. Let me explain what I want to ask. I can give you as much money as you want."
These two sentences of Song Yucheng directly exposed his true nature, how could that ruffian look be just ignorant and ignorant of world affairs? It's obvious that he's a veteran who's used to the rivers and lakes.
And a person like him would never come to a place like Rongcheng for no reason, unless...
The soldier's heart sank, and he had a guess. Then, he took a sharp bite and cursed loudly: "Damn! This grandson is a fucking spy! I'll stop them, little six sons, Lao Gao, take the people and run away! Go back and tell Mr. Qiao, and you'll be done!" Say I, Yang Qing, can't go back, let him take care!"
After finishing speaking, this soldier named Yang Qing hugged the orderly soldier as if he was crazy, and kept muttering: "I will fight with you! Rongcheng is so fucking poor, and there are still people Calculate, don’t even think about it! You want the first one, you want the dead one, they are all men who pee standing up! I must not be a coward who rebelled against the city!"
With such an outburst, his strength was unexpectedly out of breath. Don't look at that orderly soldier's skills are good, this meeting was temporarily restrained by him.
As for the rest of them, they also came to their senses, and without a word, they ran back to the city like crazy.
They are not afraid of death, they are afraid of delaying things. Rongcheng was so dilapidated that even the walls couldn't stand stably. If someone attacked them, they would die as soon as they died, and all the people in that city would be wiped out.
Thinking about it this way, the steps of the fleeing people became faster and faster, but they rushed out tens of meters in a blink of an eye. Seeing this, Yang Qing felt relieved, wishing she could wrap her whole body around the messenger, and absolutely not let him have a chance to chase her brother.
"Even if I tell you here today, I won't let you succeed!" Yang Qing really put in all his strength, and even his eyes turned red.
The messenger didn't know what to do, and he couldn't really hurt him, so he was in a stalemate.
However, they all missed one person, Song Yucheng who seemed to be just an ordinary rich man.
If it is really on the battlefield, it may indeed be difficult to say. But in this kind of territory, dealing with a few soldiers with bad hands and feet is easy. He didn't even have to chase.
Just look at Song Yucheng slowly taking down a bow from his horse. It's not the kind that you usually play when you are hunting, but a real heavy bow. Just holding it in the hand makes people feel the killing intent like a ghost.
Yang Qing was not aware of it, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Yucheng, but he saw two simple small seal characters carved on the bow, "Youzi".
Youzi, one of the top ten famous bows, is powerful and strong, and the arrow that leaves the string is as eager as a wanderer returning home. And Song Yucheng's arrow technique is also not as famous as the bow of the gods, but within a breath, three sharp arrows flew out like this, impartial, and just hit the sleeves of the three fleeing people, directly nailing them to the ground .
"It's over." The three people's eyes turned red immediately, and they were about to cry almost immediately. However, what they were sad about was not that they were about to die, but that they felt that they had let down the opportunity that Yang Qing desperately bought for them. And the youngest one who remained was also stunned in place, a little at a loss.
"Little six, run!" Yang Qing's eyes became redder when he saw this, and he wished he could fight with Song Yucheng immediately: "You bastards! Let my brother go!"
He let go of the messenger and rushed towards Song Yucheng. But just now, the effort wasted too much, and Song Yucheng didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and was restrained by the messenger backhand.
"Toss! Let's see how you are still tossing." He tied up Yang Qing and threw him on the ground, the messenger's face was full of embarrassment. The geese pecked at the eyes of the geese all day long, and even Yang Qing, who can't be counted as a three-legged cat, was able to entangle him once.
"It's time to practice." Song Yucheng teased him with a half-smile, and then blew his whistle, and saw that Hai Dongqing, who had penetrated into the clouds before, rushed down directly, towards the little six who ran away.
Hai Dongqing is the fastest and most ferocious emperor among the eagles, and even an ordinary adult man with a weapon may not be able to please him. What's more, Xiaoliuzi is thin and can't be beaten at first glance. In Hai Dongqing's eyes, catching him is no different from catching a rabbit.
It's really over now. Yang Qing felt cold, and stared at Song Yucheng with hatred in his eyes. After the little six fell to the ground with Hai Dongqing's paw, Yang Qing became more and more anxious.
It's over, it's probably going to be completely cold today. Yang Qing struggled desperately, and finally simply said "If you want to kill, kill! I won't tell you anything!" and closed his eyes waiting to die.
As for his other brothers, they all responded in the same way.
"That's right!"
"If you want to kill, kill, we are not afraid!"
Originally they were robbing, but now it turned into Song Yucheng bullying.
Seeing that they were about to die for their country, Song Yucheng and the messenger looked at each other and smiled helplessly.
Not very good at it, but at least he didn't lose face as a soldier. The bones are still hard.
Song Yucheng understood it, and pointed to the place where the cavalry had rested before, and Hai Dongqing immediately understood and flew up again. Then, he said to the messenger: "Go, call all our people!" After that, he stopped talking to Yang Qing and the others, and leaned on the horse with his eyes closed to rest.
Time passed bit by bit. For Yang Qing and the others, this short time for a cup of tea was longer than a year.
And the sound of horseshoes faintly reminded of them in the distance was also like a reminder, making the despair in their hearts even stronger.
It's over, Rongcheng is over!
Tears flowed from Yang Qing's eyes, and the others couldn't help crying too.
Song Yucheng looked at it, but also said helplessly, he couldn't help but raised his foot and kicked Yang Qing's shoulder: "Excellent!"
"Bah!" Yang Qing thought that Song Yucheng was mocking him, and took another bite. But he was hit on the head by Song Yucheng with a silver ingot.
"Don't cry, I'll reward you." Song Yucheng turned his head to look at the direction the cavalry was coming from, pointed at Yang Qing and said, "His skills are too bad, and his character is not very good. But he has a good backbone, which can be considered You have a conscience, you know how to be loyal to the emperor and love the country. The Lord recognizes you as a soldier. However, military laws cannot be violated. When you go back, you will each receive 30 lashes, which is regarded as punishment. If there is another time, just get out of here."
"Who are you?" At this point, Yang Qing belatedly realized that Song Yucheng's tone was wrong, he didn't seem like someone who was inquiring about the military situation and wanted to seize the city.
At the same time, as if to verify his conjecture, the sound of rumbling horseshoes came from a distance, and finally came close. The sea dongqing from before also followed and landed on Song Yucheng's shoulder. As for the one at the front of the line, it was the orderly who beat them up just now.
Hearing that the orderly soldier released the ordering arrow and raised his voice: "Enter the city!" Then the formation of the cavalry suddenly changed, orderly as if they were alone. And Song Yucheng also hung up the bow slowly, and mounted the horse gracefully.
"When you turn back and eat meat and drink with me, you will know who I am!" After finishing speaking, he rode his horse towards the cavalry. Although he was the last one, the speed of the horse under him was astonishingly fast. In just a few breaths, he reached the front of the line.
And the flying military flag in the cavalry team also answered Yang Qing's question just now.
All the troops in Da'an must be named after the country's name, but this team of cavalry is obviously not. On the vermilion military flag, the golden word "Yu" is as bold as a wandering dragon.
In Da'an, there is only one surnamed Yu who can use his surname as a banner, the Rongjun Wang Yu Qinian.
"Damn it!" This f*cking flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and these soldiers, they actually robbed their future heads. Yang Qing immediately understood what Song Yucheng meant by "my soldiers". But inexplicably, he didn't feel uneasy in his heart, but unexpectedly felt excited.
They have heard people say that although King Rong is a dude, he is the most protective of the calf. If you follow his soldiers, you won't have a bad life.
So expect very much.
But later, when I heard that King Rong got married and married his wife, I let go of this thought. Shangjing is so prosperous, and they are newlyweds, living a happy life, but who would come to Rongcheng, a place where birds don't shit and chickens don't lay eggs.
Unexpectedly, Song Yucheng really came!
"Brothers, hurry up, go back to the camp! The savior is here!"
And several other people also became excited one after another, and hurriedly helped each other break free, and prepared to go back and tell the brothers the good news.
But they were so excited, Song Yucheng couldn't help getting really angry after arriving in Rongcheng.
When he was in Beijing before, he heard a lot of rumors about Rongcheng. At that time, I just thought it was too exaggerated. But what he never expected was that he didn't know how terrible the situation in Rongcheng was until he saw it with his own eyes.
Just looking at the houses in the city, they are all gray and gray, and there are not even decent restaurants on the roadside. As for the farmers who bought vegetables, they all looked disheveled. As for the vegetables they sold, they wished they were thinner than themselves.
Fortunately, there are no beggars on this street. But that's not something to brag about either. Because in the eyes of Song Yucheng, these civilians in Rongcheng are almost like beggars.
Song Yucheng's heart suddenly sank. But soon, the officials who came to greet him interrupted his thoughts.
"Your Majesty, you came so fast, why didn't you notify me?"
Contrary to what Song Yucheng imagined, the person who came out to pick him up was not the Master Qiao that Yang Qing and the others had said before, but a fat man who looked like a dog official. It is said that he is still the governor of Rongcheng, in other words, the acting city lord, and he is the biggest in Rongcheng except for Song Yucheng.
In this way, it is logical for him to receive the reception. Song Yucheng made a gesture with the messenger behind him, and the messenger took the order and left quietly.
This is the exclusive code of their cavalry battalion, telling him to go out and investigate. On the other hand, Song Yucheng also talked with the governor of Rongcheng with his usual expression, and listened to how he described the current situation of Rongcheng.
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Generally, banquets are required for entertaining guests on the peak. But even in a hurry right now, a table of meals is still easy to clean up.
So soon, after a short narration, Song Yucheng moved to the back house under the enthusiasm of Rongcheng Zhizhou.
Zhizhou's mansion is far bigger and more gorgeous than Song Yucheng imagined. Just like the poor and naked civilians outside are illusions, this Rongcheng magistrate's mansion not only doesn't look a bit down and out, but even has enough energy to support a group of singers. Each is as beautiful as a flower, and the voice is like the sound of nature.
As for the food on the table, it may seem crude, but compared to this place, it is already a top-level gourmet.
It is self-evident for various reasons that the magistrate of Rongcheng can still enjoy this kind of enjoyment in a place where the soldiers guarding the city are so poor that they want to go out to rob.
No wonder Yang Qing was so excited when he heard his name. Song Yucheng pondered secretly in his heart, but then, an inexplicable guilt suddenly rose again. This is an emotion left over from the original body.
Yes, as a general, Yu Qinian, his soldiers, and his people live in such a miserable place, but because of his pursuit of love, he is nostalgic for the prosperity of Beijing, and locked himself in the inner house, isn't it a heinous crime? .
"Don't cry, I will wash away your regrets and sins for you." Song Yucheng sighed silently, and said a few words of relief in his heart. And that emotion was also relieved a lot.
Sighing again, Song Yucheng was silent, but his eyes on Zhizhou were much colder. But at this moment, a little furry thing under the table rubbed against his leg unexpectedly.
Song Yucheng lowered his head, facing a pair of blue cat's eyes. But it was an extremely beautiful black milk cat.
Most likely because it is well taken care of, this milk cat is smooth and smooth, with soft fur, more comfortable than fine silk and satin. It is round and has short hands and feet. At first glance, it looks like a fur ball.
And it seemed to feel the smile in Song Yucheng's eyes, and turned its head away a little embarrassed, but its short paws couldn't help but hug Song Yucheng's leg.
"I want to hug~" A sweet and greasy voice came from Song Yucheng's head, it was clearly that milk cat was acting like a spoiled child to him.
Song Yucheng thought it was interesting, so he watched it for a while, but the milk cat got a little anxious, and slapped him angrily, and turned his head away awkwardly to ignore him.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry. You are so good-looking, I can't help being dumbfounded." Song Yucheng has always had nothing to do with such small things, so he simply picked it up and hugged it in his arms.
And Na Zhizhou was still saying flattering words, seeing his actions like this, he immediately held back all of them.
He had heard before that Song Yucheng acted like a dude without any rules. But he never expected that he would be so absurd. Why are you holding a beast on the table while eating
But even so, he didn't dare to say anything. After all, Song Yucheng's identity was there, so he could only say in embarrassment, "The prince of the county has a kind heart, and he treats these beasts so kindly."
"Really?" Song Yucheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then picked a piece of fish and rinsed it in white water, and fed it to the cat.
However, the cat understood that he was disgusted by Zhizhou, so he simply stretched out his paws to push away the chopsticks that Song Yucheng handed to his lips, and jumped to Song Yucheng's ear three times, meowing and complaining .
Naturally, Zhizhou didn't understand, he just thought Song Yucheng was playing with Mao Zai'er. As everyone knows, every meow of this cat cub is evidence of sending him to the guillotine.
"Every year you don't know, this dog official colluded with bandits and withheld military pay. It is said that several soldiers died of starvation this year alone."
"He also sells private salt. All the money in this mansion comes from here."
"Also, he never cared about what happened to the folks in Rongcheng. Anyone who is promoted to the hall is for money. Those who have no money will be driven out. Last time I saw with my own eyes that a family was robbed of their farmland by top-notch relatives, and they were redressed. There was no way, and finally crashed to death in the lobby."
"Is there such a thing?" Song Yucheng was startled after hearing this, and the eyes he stared at Zhizhou suddenly became cold.
However, it was a coincidence that just when Song Yucheng was going to interrogate Nazhizhou, the messenger he sent out before also rushed in from outside angrily, and the first thing he said was: "Master! This dog official The fuck should be cut off immediately!"
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