In Wangzhuang Pavilion, steward Zhang Qing closed his eyes and lay on his back on the maid's legs.
What the left ear listens to is the pipa melody of Oleander, with the words in a clear and round tone; what enters the right ear is the sound of flogging military households and begging for mercy, the sound is shrill.
In addition to Zhang Qing, there are also maids in the pavilion, a young woman playing the pipa and singing, and the chief flag officer standing beside him.
"You play well and sing well, you should be rewarded! Sing something interesting again, and when the royal palace orders it, you and your wife will go to Xi'an with the master to see the colorful world. Isn't it better than a bullshit flag official?"
The general flag from Yan'an Guard stood beside the pavilion, nodding and smiling.
The courtyard was much more lively than the pavilion. The villager, who was wearing human clothes, was holding a whip and whipped a guard flag soldier to pieces. The flag soldiers standing around were frightened into silence.
Seeing that Zhang Qing was in a good mood, the commander-in-chief had the courage to say: "Master, he knows he is wrong. If he continues to fight..."
"Huh?"
Zhang Qing sat up suddenly, startling the maid, and hurriedly arranged his robe, but was pushed away: "You are clumsy, go ahead."
Then he came forward to face each other, stared at the general flag with his eyes, raised his hand and gave a sharp slap in the face, then raised his arm and pointed at the woman playing the piano and said angrily: "The tune has changed!"
"You are too presumptuous."
Zhang Qing asked his servants to continue beating the flag soldiers, and reprimanded everyone: "Who do you think I am? He likes to torture you because of his moodiness?"
"I love rewarding people with money and seeing them happy! Hundreds of households in Yan'an Guard can't even afford food, so I reward you with two or three taels of food and drink every now and then. Have you done your job well?"
Zhang Qing is a son of the Prince of Qin's family. His father was the playmate of King Qin Zhu Yizhen. He worked as a horse rider for the King of Qin since he was a child, so he was deeply trusted.
It is precisely because of this that I can survive to this day.
So he was very angry, and his anger stemmed from his inability to understand the thoughts of these people.
He brought the Weisuo Banner Army out of the Yan'an Guards who were starved of food, and provided them with all their food, clothing, housing and transportation. On weekdays, he was happy to serve and rewarded them generously.
But the guards were not grateful.
Today the mother-in-law gave birth, tomorrow that family is harvesting millet, and the day after tomorrow another father and mother are gone.
My mother-in-law died in childbirth, can I still give birth if I buy another one?
They are all excuses.
These ungrateful bastards are just afraid of death. They smile when they take the money, expecting them to work hard, and each one will run faster than the other!
"I just say that you have a cheap life. How can I not be a cheap life? This Zhuangzi, the money, and our lives all belong to His Highness the King of Qin!"
As soon as Zhang Qing finished speaking, he heard the servants banging on the door in the front yard. The military household got a look and opened the door. They saw an old servant in brown clothes running towards him in a panic. He fell down and said, "Master, the thieves are attacking again."
Castle!"
I hurriedly ran to the fort gate tower. At this time, it was getting dark. Hundreds of people outside the fort were divided into two groups and surrounded the east and west of the fort.
There are hundreds of hungry people scattered in Wangzhuang's fields, grabbing the wheat that is about to mature.
Just a quick glance shows that the siege must have been deliberate.
Faced with such a situation, the steward Zhang Qing was not worried and asked the general flag: "Can we get out of the fort and fight back?"
The general flag bows his head and shakes his head.
"Forget it if you can't retreat. Food is cheaper for them outside. Let your people defend the fort. It's still the same old thing."
Zhang Qing raised his hand and said: "Guard the fort well. When the officers and soldiers arrive, each of them will be rewarded with two taels of silver. He will kill two sheep and give the sergeants extra food at night. He will ask people to go out through the tunnel to report the news to the Yan'an guards. After five days of guarding, the officers and soldiers will come."
La."
This set of procedures was used just once half a month ago, and the guards guarding the fort knew it very well.
When the general banner announced Zhang Qing's order, the guards were all happy to get the silver reward, and everyone guarded the perforations and prepared for battle.
Everything is like the scene half a month ago reappearing.
However, no one noticed that there were many figures on the cliff at night.
The bandits outside the fortress were divided into two groups, each with two to three hundred people. They were just waiting around the outside of the fortress, with no intention of attacking by force.
The figure on the cliff is very embarrassing.
Liu Chengzu, Liu Chengzong, Cao Yao, and Cai Zhongpan are all on the mountain.
They originally planned to start after dark, but unexpectedly, two groups of people came in the afternoon.
It seemed that they were well prepared, each pushing a cart and carrying farm tools, and Wu Yangyang surrounded Wangzhuang without saying a word.
Besides a brief confrontation, the two groups of thieves quickly reached a tacit understanding, each divided the farmland outside the fort to harvest separately, and formed two formations to block the guards inside the fort.
It was embarrassing. They made plans for various situations, and even thought about the possibility of being caught first.
The only thing I didn't expect was that they would collide with each other, and it would be three groups of people colliding with each other.
Several people were wondering whether to go down or not. Liu Chengzong said: "We want different things from them. We will give them outside the fort, but we want what is inside the fort."
The most important thing is that these two groups of thieves are not the same group, and they can live in peace with each other.
As they were talking, they heard a rustling sound coming from under their feet and moving to the north, which startled a few people and quickly told the surrounding border troops to be quiet.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the light of torches shining through the small slope behind. A wooden door was opened from the weeds. First, a guard flag soldier climbed up with difficulty, then turned around and pulled up another one.
The one who came out first was stamping his feet, shaking the dirt, and closing the door to clean up. He didn't realize that his teammates froze on the spot and didn't dare to move after they came out.
When he finished his work and looked up, he was dumbfounded.
In the flickering light of torches, up and down the hillside, more than a dozen border troops wearing armor and holding weapons surrounded them tightly.
Liu Chengzong took the rope and threw it forward: "Why are you still standing there, tie yourself up."
There is actually a cave here!
If these two people hadn't gotten out, they really wouldn't have discovered it.
The two flag soldiers who emerged from the mountains were very well-behaved and tied each other up.
He also said everything he knew, and soon the situation in Wangzhuang Fort was completely shaken up.
There are also forty-eight guards and more than twenty servants in the fort. This tunnel is narrow, only one person can walk side by side. The end leads to the cellar. The lock of the iron door of the cellar faces outward, so there is no one to guard it.
Cai Zhongpan frowned and said, "If you say that, we still can't go down."
"Not necessarily."
Liu Chengzong asked: "How thick is the iron gate?"
The tightly tied Qijun said: "Half an inch, unless the door is dismantled, it can't be broken."
"Why hit it? Just remove the outer lock."
Liu Chengzong shook his head and smiled, and said to everyone: "Isn't this the entrance tailor-made for us?"
The impact range of his happy stick is very small, only as big as the mouth of a bowl or even smaller, but the purpose of the cone-shaped charge is to gather energy to penetrate the armor plate.
Although black powder is almost interesting, its opponent is not armored steel.
"Can it be blown through?"
Cao Yao thought more about it and said: "I'll go down and talk to them. If it can be blown through, I won't tell them anything else. If it can't be blown through, just come out and light a torch on the mountain. I'll let them attack from the outside." Liu Chengzu said: "Can you persuade them to fight from outside?"
Cao Yaoman didn't care and waved his hand: "Try it. If it doesn't work, I will light a torch for you down there."
Several people agreed, and Liu Chengzong led his men into the tunnel with thunder poles.
In just a moment, Liu Chengzu saw fire bursting out of a room in the fort below.
Boom!
After a brief silence, he kicked open the iron door with one leg.
Liu Chengzong stumbled out of the door in great embarrassment, threw the wooden pole and slapped his ears, then drew out his sword and gestured towards the mountain.
Behind him, Gao Xian and others filed out, holding knives and rushing to various parts of the fortress.