Chapter 427 The hundred-footed worm dies and does not become stiff
That night, there was no trace of the stars and the moon in the sky, and the sky and the earth were pitch black.
Fifty miles south of Guangyang County, Zhe County, in a lower room of the county treasury, the treasury official Huang Quanan drank a heavy cup of leftover tea and was about to turn off the lights and go to bed. Suddenly he heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and then there was something on the door.
There were several gentle tapping sounds.
Startled for a moment, Huang Quanan walked to the door in confusion. As he opened the door, he asked in a slightly raised voice: "Which brother is it?" He will have to keep vigil in the middle of the night!
A deep and low voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Dayongai, please open the door and come out quickly."
Dayong, Wu Yong and Huang Quanan are both county treasurers, but Huang Quanan knows that Wu Yong is a confidant of Lin Liang, the deputy county treasurer, and he is no better than a helpless person like himself.
Although Lin Liang is just an inconspicuous deputy envoy, he has a lot of respect in front of the county captain. If it weren't for the county treasury ambassador Xia Dayou, who has been an old man for more than 20 years, Lin Liang might have been there a few years ago.
He has already reached the top, so Huang Quan'an has to give way to Wu Yong.
But what is he doing with me this late at night? Will anything happen?
Confused, Huang Quan'an pulled the bolt and opened the door. Wu Yong's burly figure flashed in and closed the door with his backhand.
Huang Quanan was startled, but he still had no other suspicions and asked: "Brother Wu, do you have anything to ask?" He was thinking that Lin Liang and Dayou Xia were going to start strangulating again?
Nodding, Wu Yong showed a serious and cautious expression on his face, and said in a suppressed voice: "Brother, I have something that I need help from, and I can't tell anyone about this..." As he spoke, Huang Quanan's head got closer and closer to Wu Yong.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Without a trace
"You can't blame me for this. If you do, you can only blame yourself for being on duty tonight..."
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The leaves are rustling in the night wind
In the courtyard of the county treasury, a dim light came from a window in a small house made entirely of long blue stones. The dim, yellow light seemed to be condensed on the window paper.
Just when Wu Yong arrived in front of the house, a figure flashed out of the darkness and asked in a low voice, "Is it the result?"
Smiling softly, Wu Yong made a gesture, "It's not easy to catch it."
The dark figure was Lin Liang, the deputy county treasury envoy. There was also a faint voice coming from the small room at this time. It was obvious that the status of the person inside was much higher than the two of them.
Lin Liang nodded, "Ding Ziyi's death is not a loss. It's a pity that Lao Huang and Lao Jia are both honest people, but there's no way they can't die. You didn't even get any credit for it. Let's put together two shares and give it to you."
That’s Lao Huang and Lao Jia’s family”
Wu Yong's face also flashed with sadness. He was an old acquaintance who had known each other for many years. He nodded heavily, then raised his head and nodded towards the room, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Liangzi, who are you talking about?"
"You'll know when you go in." Lin Liang pulled Wu Yong in and said in a low voice: "But even the smallest one, who is a big shot in my line, can be on an equal footing with our incense master!"
The dim yellow light shines from a lotus lampshade on the table, quietly and calmly, like a piece of pale yellow mist floating in the air.
Under the dim halo, Nangong Ye was sitting on the big chair with a calm expression. When he saw the two people coming in, he glanced at them with a hint of sternness in his expression and said in a cold tone, "Did you succeed?"
Under the illumination of the light, Wu Yong saw that there were more than ten or twenty people sitting in the house. They were all dressed as storekeepers, but they all looked like powerful masters. They were much better than the head catchers, and he was the only one he knew among them.
The person, Shen Wen, the incense owner in the county, is sitting at the end of everyone
"When I go back to Mr. Nan, Dayong has already done it!"
"Okay Wu Yong, you go and set fire to Shen Wen and Lin Liang in the county treasury immediately. You two call for the troops. When I disperse the six-door county soldiers who came to put out the fire, you will respond at the same time from the north to the south -"
Tonight, Sun Jingming, who is going to make money, comes out, and then kills him to seize power and military power!
Pingshan County in the southernmost part of Muzhou, Huashan County in the southwest of Pingshan County
In the evening, around the second watch, the streets in Huashan County were already quiet. Although it was a summer night, the county seemed particularly cold and desolate.
There are soldiers guarding all important street entrances. From the last gate of the city, they start to check the occasional passers-by. The world is urgent. Now the whole city is under martial law. Even people wearing official clothes must be carefully checked.
Several red or white paper lanterns were lit, and the lights were dim. Under the weak light swaying under the eaves, one could see large woodblock-printed martial law notices posted on the walls at each street intersection.
In the narrow and long streets and alleys, there are often watchmen carrying small lanterns, banging broken wooden bangs and shouting along the way. The sound of the bangs is as slow and listless as human beings.
It was also very quiet above the county town. There was a fire camp not far away. The rising flames made the Han troops nearby sweat profusely, but it could not warm their cold hearts. This summer was destined to be difficult.
of!
The sudden launch of the Zhongshan Army crossed the border between the two countries three days ago and reached Baizhu Pass. Therefore, many Han soldiers gathered on the south wall of the county town, and the bonfires on the top of the city were denser than the three gates outside.
Not far away, the flames of Baizhu Pass were rising, and the sky turned red and purple. From time to time, earthquakes and shouts of death would be heard, rolling across the sky like muffled thunder in summer. But the residents of Huashan County couldn't help it.
Knowing the true situation of the war, I don’t know what the situation was like at the last pass outside Huashan County.
Five hundred years of old customs still have considerable influence. Although the Zhongshan Army appeared on the borders of the Northern Han Dynasty, there are still some people who firmly believe that they dare not attack the counties of the Northern Han Dynasty. And these people are mostly wealthy gentry from Huashan County.
, they also have the ears and eyes to know some of the situations in Baizhu Pass. Although there are killing sounds outside the city, and the fire is soaring into the sky, all the soldiers and horses in the city are under martial law, patrolling the streets, and prohibiting night marches. It seems to be the same thing.
But the nobles in the deep mansions and compounds everywhere still live a life of debauchery, because these people know that the Zhongshan Army at Baizhu Pass is just shouting, drinking, and shouting, and it is thunder but no rain.
Only those mansions close to the county government restrained themselves for fear of being noticed by the county magistrate Liu Dacheng and senior military officials. Anyway, few of them went to the real future of the two countries.
Development, killing sounds and fires, no one pays attention to it
Anyway, I have to contribute some money to reward the soldiers. It is not always the case in ancient and modern times. As for fighting, that is a matter for adults. I don’t need to participate.
Huangfu Jian was drinking hot soup, which was his late-night snack. He had never had a free time since he went south for inspection. He knew that Zhongshan Kingdom would be more difficult to deal with this time, but for the sake of the Northern Han Dynasty, he had to fight tooth and nail.
He was over seventy years old and had been seriously injured, and his martial arts skills had been lost. However, after a few years of raising him, his face was rosy and he still looked good.
Huangfu Jian himself thought so, but now, he really knows that his foundation is injured. The hard work of many days will immediately take effect on his body. The red light dissipates, and his originally plump cheeks are all
After losing weight, he now looks so pale and haggard under a few bright lights. There are also a few deep wrinkles as deep as knife carvings in the corners of his eyes, and the eye sockets are getting darker.
He is old and sleeps lightly and rarely. After being woken up in the early morning, he has not caught up on his sleep. He is always concerned about the war readiness situation coming from Muzhou.
Although the Zhongshan Army under Bai Subaru Pass was thundering and not raining, they really showed their knives on the border between the two countries.
A Han army guarding there was attacked by him at night, and with dozens of times the force, he was defeated in one battle. The formation beheaded the leader of the Han army, Sima, and killed a thousand of his soldiers.
At dawn, they were captured by the defenders of Baizhu Pass. Guard General Li Panlong only had about 400 defeated soldiers left in his hands.
Li Panlong, who had never thought that the Zhongshan Army would suddenly send troops to attack, was caught off guard. When the urgent report he sent to his superiors was sent to Muzhou Prefecture, Huangfu Jian, who happened to be on patrol in Muzhou, was still there.
Sit back and make money, and now you are attracted to Pingshan County, and then to Huashan County
With the general behind him, the soldiers guarding Bai Piao Pass finally felt at ease. In the next two days, troops and horse supplies were transferred from Pingshan County to Huashan every day. This made Li Panlong even more relieved.
After drinking the hot soup, Huangfu Jian's spirit improved slightly, and he asked an attendant standing next to him: "Is Gao Xie here?"
"I heard that the general wants to see him. He is already waiting outside." Huangfu Jian was the one who called after he woke up.
"Where's Yang Yanzhang?"
"Captain Yang is still patrolling Nancheng. The younger one has sent someone to summon him. He will be there soon."
"Let Gao Xie come in"
"yes"
It is said that a thousand armies are easy to get but a general is hard to find, but a general will be courageous. It is said to be like a soul.
Since Huangfu Jian went south, Quzhou and Yuzhou have not found many generals who are attractive to them. However, Li Panlong from Muzhou, Gao Xie now, and Yang Yanzhang, all three of them are quite good.
Although each has its own shortcomings, for example, Li Panlong is more courageous than Gao Xie and has a harsher temperament. Yang Yanzhang is the most famous general, but he has a strong personality and does not know how to adapt, and he cannot tolerate evil.
But no matter what, compared to those mediocre people, these three people are already much better!
"I have seen the general in my humble position." Gao Xie saluted. He was the first captain to lead the army to Huashan County. His soldiers ran for more than 300 miles in two days and one night. Most of the soldiers were exhausted, but no one complained.
This is not because he endures hardships and stands hard work, but because he simply dares not to do so! This shows how cruel he is as a person!
