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Everything Zhang Pingliang saw in front of him made him feel very strange.
Walking in such a huge city, wherever a person's sight goes, they will be blocked by the abruptly protruding brackets and cornices. Wherever the sight goes, buildings are scattered among each other. The tall ones are five or six stories high, ranging from thick to large.
It is supported by beams and pillars hugged by two or three people. It seems like a black silhouette slowly blending into the night, looking particularly majestic.
One hundred families can live in one building like this. If we only talk about shelter from wind and rain, there will be no problem if four to five hundred people can be crammed in.
Marching with Zhang Pingliang these days, there is a senior military judge who used to be a member of the defense force on Nanjing Road. According to him, Kaifeng City was called Tokyo Bianliang in the early years and was the capital of the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty.
This city has a population of more than one million, and there are thousands of beautiful buildings. In each of them, the world's food, wine, wealth, women and countless rare treasures are gathered. An ordinary person lives here.
You can all live a fairy-like life.
Because the words were too beautiful, Zhang Pingliang was a little moved. Zhang Pingliang's partners, Monkey and Pheasant, secretly discussed it several times. They wanted to find a man in Kaifeng City with the reward given by Zhou Guogong after winning the battle.
Women, have fun.
Finally, when I entered the city and took a look, I was afraid that the military judge was not talking nonsense. The entire city was indeed huge, but there were not many serious residents to be seen. There were only rows of Jurchens kneeling in fear on the roadside, and people lying in a pool of blood.
Inside, the dead Jurchens.
Those huge buildings are not wine shops or the like, they are all palaces or official offices, but they don't look like they are being used by anyone. They exude an atmosphere of decay and desolation. Many of the buildings have recently been demolished, and they were broken by axes.
Beams and pillars lay scattered outside, many of them overheated, and black smoke was rising in patches, emitting the smell of a scorched lake.
What's interesting is that there are a lot of farmlands in the city. The farmers who farmed the fields have long since fled, and the fields have been trampled so badly that you can't see what was planted.
Now that the war is over, the soldiers are relaxed and feel hungry and thirsty. Although the officers all said that food and wine were arranged in the camp where they were stationed, the monkey was greedy and could not restrain himself. He took advantage of the front team
After taking a break, I sneaked into the fields to dig around for a while. When I came back, I used a pine torch to take a look and found that they were really not good things. They were just an old cantaloupe and a shriveled melon.
The monkey didn't mind it either, so he ate the melon first and threw the cucumbers to the pheasant. The pheasant frowned and shook the cabbage for a few mouthfuls, and finally finished the whole cucumber in one bite, moistening his throat.
All the fellow soldiers burst into laughter.
Under the relaxed and carefree laughter, Zhang Pingliang heard the shadows of haystacks behind the fields, and the sound of swaying grass and leaves. He immediately pointed two soldiers over to take a look.
The soldiers stood there holding torches high, when they bumped into several Han people sticking their heads out of the haystack.
Those people were all farmers, wearing straw hats on their heads and wrapped in a lot of thatch camouflage. Some were holding hoes vigilantly, but when the soldiers focused their attention, they immediately threw away the hoes.
Open, kneel down.
"Look..." Houhou pointed at those people and curled his lips: "Many of the Han people on Nanjing Road are like these guys. They shave their heads and braid their hair, imitating the Jurchens."
Because these farmers were all kneeling down, the firelight just illuminated their shaved heads and temples, as well as their braids hanging down to their shoulders.
At this time, the marching column in front cleared the congestion, and there were two groups of people led by the general to rush to a fire scene in the north. The road was empty. Zhang Pingliang stepped forward and continued to move forward, casually saying: "It's the same with us on Beijing Road.
, don’t say you haven’t seen it before.”
"There aren't that many!"
While the monkey was defending, he winked at the pheasant. The pheasant said blankly: "Even if there are people over there on Beijing Road, they are from Khitan, Bohai or Xi people, not Jurchens!"
"What the hell is this?" Zhang Pingliang laughed in anger and kicked the pheasant.
He has read some books recently and knows some stories. It turns out that when the Jin Dynasty was founded, an order was issued to return to the dynasty everywhere and follow the customs.
For those who are nostalgic for their country, they should be punished according to law.
But later, as Daikin deepened its local governance, this policy changed again.
This was all because the imperial court discovered that the Han people in the Nanjing Road and Shandong territories were different from the Han people in the Yanyun territory in the north in terms of the Dajin court's stance.
The Yanyun Han people had been under the Khitan rule for two hundred years, and they naturally developed a set of methods to deal with foreign rulers. The replacement of Daliao by Dajin was just a change of rulers. They had no resistance to this and could cope with it easily, so that
The rulers of Dajin thought that their predecessors were too flattering and changeable. In this way, forcing the Han people of Yanyun to issue different clothes would only cause trouble.
In court documents, the Yellow River is usually used as the boundary, and the Han people south of the Yellow River are called "Southerners", which probably means the people left over from the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties. These "Southerners" are different from the Han people. They submitted to the rule of Da Jin
Soon, all kinds of resistances came one after another and never stopped, so the imperial court kept suppressing them and tried to conform to the Jurchens' habits in terms of hairstyle, diet, living customs and other aspects.
Therefore, the braids or the details of life are not enough to show off. If you have to get entangled, Zhou Guogong and his subordinates, including Zhang Pingliang, Monkey, Pheasant and others, are almost all from the Dajin army.
Dajin has sold his life and worked harder than died, so why should he look down on these poor people?
They are just farming for the Jurchens!
At that moment, Zhang Pingliang said in a deep voice: "Under Zhou Guogong's command, people do not distinguish between north and south. You should not talk nonsense and remember to obey military orders."
Seeing that Zhang Pingliang was rarely strict, the soldiers around him nodded repeatedly.
The long queue started, and everyone regained their solemn expressions, passing through the Jurchens kneeling on both sides of the road and the frightened Han people hiding in the distance.
After walking hundreds of steps along the long street, the monkey couldn't help but say again: "Everyone is dressed in rags, and they don't look like they have enjoyed a good life. These Jurchens are miserable! I couldn't kill them on the battlefield just now."
It's so satisfying, I originally planned to find an excuse after entering the city to chop off the heads of several other Jurchens to avenge the protruding eyes... but now I feel a little reluctant to do so."
"Bragging, weren't you already tired and lying down on the battlefield just now?" Zhang Pingliang exposed the monkey's boast in a concise and concise manner.
He also saw the Jurchen people's submissive look, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of his home in Yutian County, Jizhou.
In his home, such looks of fear or extreme submission have never been seen.
His wife, Li, had been an official in her early years. After she suffered from chaos, her splendor and wealth were gone, and she was robbed and sold as trophies. She suffered a lot. However, since she married Zhang Pingliang, she has lived a stable life in the past year, and her heart
With someone to rely on, wouldn’t it make you feel much happier?
Nor will the households under Zhang Pingliang's management be like this.
The Ding Navy has its own strict system and strictly prohibits bullying the people. In the past two years, the conditions for rationing fields, cattle, and grain seeds have been favorable, and life has been good. There is some hope for the future, and there are also officers from the Ding Navy to protect them. Although it is a stable time
We are still young, and our family resources are not rich at the moment, so our daily life is inevitably a bit embarrassing. However, people are no longer timid.
Not only his butlers, monkeys, pheasants, Tuyan and others are vulgar and uncivilized and too lazy to manage the sorcerers, so Zhang Pingliang has always been in charge of them. The spirit of those people is also much better than the things in front of them.
.Zhang Pingliang feels that people who can live a stable life in the peaceful years should be like that.
At that time, the emperor in Zhongdu committed suicide by jumping off a building, and the Jurchen people were in panic. Some people in Dading Mansion in Beijing also took the opportunity to go south and fled thousands of miles to Kaifeng. What were they asking for at that time, and what did they get now? At that time, Zhang Pingliang was angry with him for his rebellion.
At this time, he felt a little sad for his misfortune. Looking at them, he suddenly felt a bit of compassion in his heart.