June 16th is a good day with clear skies and good luck. According to the almanac, everything is suitable.
Early in the morning, four carriages arrived at Yongding Gate, escorted by a group of officers and soldiers dressed like border soldiers.
The carriage stopped outside the gate and did not go straight into the city like the people who entered the city. It seemed that the leader also knew the rules.
It is a big event for border soldiers to enter the city. No matter how many people come, whether they are coming to the capital to make purchases or to deliver documents, as a rule, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division guarding the city gate must ask and send a guide before they can enter. Do not do this.
The rule is that the military information that has been reported thousands of miles away must be quickly dispatched. Otherwise, no matter where you are under the command of the general army, you must be questioned honestly when you arrive at the city gate. Otherwise, you will definitely be a treason.
By the way - can you, a soldier, just enter the Emperor's residence casually? [
The official on duty at Yongding Gate today is surnamed An, with a clear name, and because of his brother-in-law Lu Chang, the deputy commander of the Army and Horses Division, he has taken up the position of an official. On weekdays, he works as a merchant and hawker in the city.
, the life was quite pleasant.
Although he knew that the soldiers here were all rough and had little luck, An Qing still wanted to give it a try. No matter how much, it was always good to have a bunch of copper coins.
When he went out, he read the almanac. The almanac clearly stated that the God of Wealth was in the northeast!
Isn't this team of border soldiers coming from the northeast?
"Why are you coming to Beijing? Do you have your diplomas and certificates?"
As an official at the feet of the emperor, the ninth-grade inspector also considered himself superior to others. Although the officials in the Military and Horse Department were small, they were still on the job of eating the emperor's food. They were used to showing off their power and power. Naturally, An Qing also had a superior aura about him. He carried it with arrogance.
Several of his subordinates walked towards the group of border soldiers, while staring at the four carriages with sly eyes.
When looking at a carriage, there is a doorway. You can't look at what's on it, but you have to look at the wheel marks. If the marks are deep, there must be something good in the carriage.
Although there was no merit in thinking about the frontier soldiers, his "professional instinct" still prompted An Qing to set his sights on the wheel.
Looking at it, I was very disappointed. It was obvious that there was no valuable cargo in the carriage.
It's not that the generals are smuggling goods, so there is no excuse.
Disappointed, An Qing wanted to turn around and leave, but when he saw that the carriage was covered with sacks and hay, it seemed as if it was hiding some invisible treasure, his curiosity aroused again.
, couldn’t help but want to see what was on the carriage.
But he never thought that before he could get close to the front carriage, a strange smell would blow in the wind, making him stop involuntarily and almost feel nauseous.
At the same time, the soldiers from the Military and Horse Division behind them also covered their noses and looked at the carriages with disgust. The common people passing by also covered their noses and hid aside as if seeing a dung cart.
I can't help it, the smell coming from the car is really unpleasant.
On the other hand, the frontier soldiers seemed to have lost their noses. They just stood there, sniffing at the carriage from time to time, and lifting the grass covering it to take a look.
The look in his eyes was indescribably weird, making him feel like he was seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
God knows how they could bear it.
What the fuck does this smell like?
An Qing was very angry. He smelled this strange smell before the store opened this early in the morning. It was really his grandma's fault.
With this smell, can he let the carriage into the city? If he does, his ass will be smashed by his brother-in-law.[
But having said that, this smell seems quite familiar. I would say it smells bad, but it’s not completely smelly, because it still has a faint fragrance, as if I’ve smelled it somewhere before?
Where have you smelled this?
Just when An Qing was thinking about why this smell was so familiar, the commander-in-chief of the team of border soldiers on the opposite side came towards him with a document. When he got there, he clasped his fists and said, "I've been ordered to go to the Ministry of War for verification. This is the governor's office."
Please bring us the paperwork, brother, please let us pass."
The general manager spoke very politely and handed the document in his hand to An Qing.
An Qing took it casually and took a look. Yes, it had the seal of the government on it. It couldn't be fake. It seemed that these people were indeed the border soldiers from Liaodong.
After returning the paperwork to the boss, An Qing glanced at the carriages and couldn't help but ask: "I said, what are these carriages loaded with? Why does it smell so weird?"
After hearing this, the boss grinned, leaned into his ear with a smile, and whispered two words: "Human head."
"Head?!"
An Qing jumped as far away as a frightened rabbit, his eyes widened, and his throat gulped. He was about to scold these border soldiers for their lack of virtue, and transported the head to the capital. Wasn't he deliberately trying to kill the god of plague?
Mess with the capital!
Just as he was about to speak, he felt that the general look in his eyes was malicious. He took a closer look and said: Damn, this bastard is trying to scare me!
"What's the matter with no head? Open it up and show it to me. Don't do this. I tell you, I'm not scared!"
An Qing was furious. He waved his hand and rushed to the front carriage with a few of his men. He stretched out his hand to pull out the hay sacks on top.
The border soldiers didn't try to stop them. They all looked at them with smiles and glanced at each other, obviously gloating about their misfortune.
Your uncle, if this wasn't a human head, I would have blackmailed you for three taels of silver!
Since he became an official, who dares to play with him like this and look at the Buddha's face instead of the monk's face? You think my brother-in-law, the deputy commander of the Army and Horse Division, is a petty official!
An Qing angrily shouted at his men: "Pick it, prick it, prick it for me!"
The soldiers in the Bingma Division were also excited at this moment. The smell of this strange smell was nauseating at first, but after smelling it for a while, it became very fragrant.
Just as they were about to reach the last layer of hay, a soldier suddenly raised his head excitedly and shouted, as if he had thought of something: "It's bacon, it smells like bacon!"
Bacon?
The other soldiers were startled for a moment, and then they all became happy. They didn't say they didn't know, but when they said it, they all remembered that this smell is not the same as the bacon pickled in the winter!
Well, don’t tell me, it just tastes like this!
An Qing slapped his thigh and laughed loudly: "Damn, what a bullshit human head, it's bacon! Brothers, chop it for me, I'm going to treat you to wine and bacon today!" [
"Thank you!"
Upon hearing An Qing's invitation to drink, the soldiers became even more energetic and hurriedly pushed aside the last layer of hay. However, at that moment, they all stayed there as if they were possessed by evil spirits.
He didn't even dare to take a breath.
"The head, it's... it's a human... it's a human head... it's really a human head..."
The soldier who said it was bacon now turned pale, his voice stuttered, and his legs shook.
An Qing wasn't much better, but instead of being pale, his face was green, so green that it looked like something, and his eyes almost dropped to the ground.
That one was always right, the carriage was really filled with human heads—heads piled neatly in rows, heads with gaping teeth and grinning faces!
"Brother, I told you it was a human head, but you don't believe it. Are you scared? Hey, don't blame me, brother. You brought this on yourself. But don't be too scared, they are just Tatars.
If you are not afraid of living with your head, death will be even less scary."
The boss walked up to An Qing with a look of gloating on his misfortune, patted his shoulder hard, and then, as if to show off, he walked to the carriage with a smile, reached out and picked up a human head, and after a deliberate pause
, and then slowly lifted the man's head upward amidst everyone's surprised gazes.
What is incredible is that as the first head was lifted, all the heads in the car were pulled up one by one.
The heads are connected one by one, as if hemp ropes are tied together. If you look closely, it turns out that the heads are all connected by braids.
"This Tatar's head was originally choked with lime. Later, when we walked to Ningyuan, we didn't want to be caught in a heavy rain. The brothers were in a hurry and were afraid that the head would be rotten and difficult to communicate with each other, so they salted it with some heavy salt.
The sun on the road turned it into bacon... Hey, don't tell me, it smells really good. If it hadn't been sent to the Ministry of War for inspection, I would have taken one to drink with my wine on the way!"