Zhang Tongru, who stayed behind in Xijing, was good at wielding power, and even Li Guiren always had to tolerate him. The lower-level soldiers did not dare to offend easily. The night patrol soldiers saw the order arrow, and saw that the person holding the order arrow was Jia Chang, and hurriedly accompanied him
With a smile on his face, he quickly moved to the side of the road.
Jia Chang didn't bother to argue with these people. He rode on his horse and immersed himself in his journey. After a while, he returned to his house near Xiyuan.
This house originally belonged to the royal family of Li and Tang Dynasty and was specially used to raise fighting cocks. At its peak, there were more than 5,000 fighting cocks inside. They danced in formation under the orders of the whistle, and they were able to win the dragon's joy every time. Li Longji and his son "Western"
During the "hunting" period, due to gangsters taking advantage of the situation, the number of fighting cocks in the yard dropped sharply to more than 400. Although it later recovered slightly, the scale was never able to reach the level of its heyday.
Without a sufficient number of fighting cocks, the originally bustling courtyard became empty. Jia Chang, Marquis of Anle, could not bear the loneliness, so he brought many children of the Liyuan who had lost their lives to live in his home. These children of the Liyuan used to serve the royal family.
He was proficient in playing, playing, playing and singing, and he could write lyrics and compose music in one stroke. Soon, the courtyard was once again lively, with music and music going on every night.
For more than a year, the rebels under Sun Xiaozhe spent most of their time in the Great Wall. When they were bored, Jia Chang's house became the best place to relax. Later, Sun Xiaozhe was replaced due to unfavorable combat conditions, and Li Guiren took over.
I ran to Jia Chang's house when I had nothing to do. I drank the royal wine that was exclusively for the royal family. I held the maids who served the emperor in my arms. I admired the songs and dances that were sung for the emperor. I also bet on a few cockfights on the way. The taste of it
, how can the word "huang" be so good?
As the saying goes, what is good at the top will be effective at the bottom. The lower-level soldiers are not qualified to play with the emperor's women, so it is always no problem to gamble on a few cockfights in the outer courtyard. In addition, Jia Chang is generous and humorous, and treats everyone well.
He didn't put on airs. Soon, he got into trouble with the rebels. Not only were Sun Xiaozhe, Zhang Tongru, An Qingzhong and others very polite to him, but the soldiers at the bottom of the small school were also proud to associate with Master Jia.
Gradually, the various cockfighting grounds and industries under his name became a very special presence in Chang'an City. Even if it was the curfew time, the lights were still bright. Not only Chang'an, but also the Yamen of Wannian and other counties did not dare to interfere. The soldiers patrolling at night,
They all took a detour after seeing it.
Tonight was another brightly lit night, and the sound of orchestral music in the yard could be heard from a long distance away. Jia Chang did not want to disturb the guests in the front yard, so he got off his mount at the side door, threw the horse's reins to his personal guard, and quickly
He said goodbye and went in. He walked through the garden and passed the waterside pavilion, bypassing several banquet places along the way, and went straight to his inner house. At the door of the inner house, two big red lanterns had already been picked up. When the servants guarding the lanterns saw Jia Chang,
His eyes quickly glanced around, then he pulled the door knocker with his fingers, exerted slight pressure, and with a "squeak" sound, the wooden door opened, revealing two familiar faces inside.
"Did you get the command arrow?" One of the young men with a fair face asked in a low voice, his voice soft and clear, with a distinct Chang'an flavor.
"Here!" Jia Chang raised his sweaty command arrow and responded in a low voice. "The grain depot is only half a mile away from the west gate. After the third watch, everyone changed into rebel attire and followed me for inspection.
On the way, you can turn around and rush towards the city gate!"
"Who is on duty tonight, Ximen? Is it easy to deal with?!" The white-faced boy nodded and continued to ask.
"He is a distant nephew of Zhang Tongru, his name is Zhang Zan. His martial arts and skills are very average. The several leading captains under his command are all fed by Jia Mou. Recently, he is worried about his family's future.
If we take action later, Jia will try to persuade him to surrender!"
"How confident are you?!" The white-faced boy hesitated and asked again.
"This is the moment, and we have to do it whether we are sure or not. Anyway, even if Jia fails to persuade him to surrender, General Wanqi's Tiger Wing Battalion will still be cooperating outside! As long as we can delay the defenders for half a stick of incense, the Tiger Wing Battalion can
Climb to the top of the city!"
"Yeah!" The white-faced boy gritted his teeth and asked no more questions. There was clearly a trace of uncontrollable excitement on the young face.
"There is still enough time. General Song might as well take a nap with the brothers first!" No matter how big the task is, Jia Chang's face remains calm in front of everyone.
This determination alone was enough to make the white-faced general Song Wu feel ashamed. He nodded with a smile and told the more than two hundred brothers who had sneaked into the city for several months to go back to their rooms to rest, while he held the Hengdao in his arms.
Walking slowly under the starlight.
He is very familiar with this starry sky. Since he was eight years old, he has been forced by his father to train his body almost every night with the martial arts hired by the family with a lot of money. Through the starlight, he breathes in and out, and receives the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth.
.If you learn martial arts well, you will be able to join the imperial family. Fame can only be obtained on horses, so why don’t men wear Wu hook...
With this dream, he walked from the old house of the Song family to Baima Fort, and then from Baima Fort to Shule. Then he walked from Shule to Zhezhe City, to Juzhanti, and to Tiemenguan. One day
Suddenly looking back, I found that the Tang Dynasty that I had been fighting for was no longer there.
What kind of hatred and despair is that? Thinking of the mood at the moment when he heard about the fall of Chang'an, Song Wu gritted his teeth, his steps became faster and faster, and his eyes shone with a compelling light. He raised his head and looked around
, looking forward to the third watch coming soon. However, he saw Jia Chang holding a command arrow in one hand and a wine cup in the other, sitting on a stone stool in the inner house, looking at him with a smile.
"Master Jia, don't you take a rest for a while?" Song Wu's face turned slightly red, he walked over and greeted in a low voice.
"Like you, I can't sleep either!" Jia Chang took a sip of wine and handed it to Song Wu with a smile. "Jia has been looking forward to this day since the rebels entered the city. I thought I would wait.
It’s been a long time, but I didn’t expect it to come so soon!”
"Me too, I'm looking forward to it every day!" Song Wu snatched the wine cup from Jia Chang's hand, touched it lightly with his lips, and returned it. He didn't drink much, so he didn't dare to drink at this moment, lest he kill the enemy in a moment.
He made a mistake at the time and delayed the Anxi Army's major event.
"I'm short and can't go to the battlefield." Jia Chang smiled understandingly, raised his glass and continued to drink. "It doesn't matter if you drink a little. If it hadn't been for this cup over the past year, Jia would have gone crazy for a long time.
!”
"Master Jia, in Song's eyes, is higher than most people in the court!" Song Wu complimented from the bottom of his heart. The Anxi Army's ability to take the lead in every battle is inseparable from the timely intelligence provided by Jia Chang.
Ordinary people don't understand this secret, but as one of the core figures in the army, he clearly understands Jia Chang's role.
"Jia is just fulfilling his duty as a courtier!" Jia Chang shook his head and refused to accept the compliment. "Jia is a dwarf. He has no other merits except cockfighting. At other times, he would have been a beggar long ago.
But he was favored by His Majesty the Emperor. Not only was he given a title and a mansion, but his father and brothers were also promoted. Jia had to repay this kindness. So no matter what other people think of the Tang Dynasty, I
But he was eating him and drinking him, and he couldn't wipe his mouth clean before flipping the table over. So when the Tang Dynasty fell, Jia had to do his best to make him stand up again."
"Yeah! Rebuild the Tang Dynasty!" Song Wu took the initiative to grab the wine cup from the opponent's hand and took a sip. "The Tang Dynasty collapsed, let's rebuild the Tang Dynasty ourselves!" About this time last year, Wang Xun
It was these words that pulled him out of despair. After that, although he heard about the tragic death of his brother Song Yu and witnessed all the filth in the Lingwu court, the faith in his heart was like the stars above his head, which never went out again.
Recapture Chang'an and rebuild the Tang Dynasty, which is more perfect than the previous one, and more powerful than the previous one. Now this dream is just around the corner, how can people not be excited, how can people not be excited?! As for whether this move violates the imperial court's policy
The original intention, who has time to take care of him now! Presumably the reason why the imperial court gave in to the rebels was to protect the fellow citizens in Chang'an City. As long as the Anxi Army can control the damage to a minimum after entering the city, why not be happy to enjoy the gains?!
"They all say that Jia is a sycophant and a villain. Jia wants to show everyone whether Jia, the sycophant, is more worthy of the salary of the Tang Dynasty, or the gentlemen of them!" Jia Chang was obviously a little excited.
He looked down and added in a low voice.
"Lord Jia is not a sycophant!" Song Wu shook his head gently. In this era, it is difficult to distinguish between loyalty and evil, good and evil. Gao Xianzhi was loyal to the Tang Dynasty, but he was executed by the court for embezzling military pay and passively avoiding war.
The current head coach of the Anxi Army, Wang Xun, does not look good to the court at all times. But no one dares to publicly accuse him of any wrongdoing.
"Neither is your brother!" Jia Chang reciprocated the favor quickly. "I have dealt with your brother. Although he loves money, he is not a bad person. If the imperial court could adopt his and Yang Guozhong's suggestions as soon as possible, how could An Lushan be able to do the same?
?!"
Song Wu smiled bitterly and stopped answering the other party's words. When he first heard the news of his brother's death, he once thought that he would use his own merits in the future in exchange for the court to rehabilitate his brother. But now, this thought is very indifferent.
So much so that he almost didn't want to mention it. Whether his brother Song Yu was a loyal minister or a sycophant, he was already dead. People cannot be resurrected. As for how the court and historians evaluate him, that is someone else's business. Song Wu didn't want to care about it, and he didn't bother to care about it.
Jia Chang was silent for a while, and then suddenly smiled and said with a bit of sadness: "Now that this has happened, Jia is going to close this place and other cockfighting venues in the city, retire and return to his hometown! Find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and raise his chickens."
A few hundred chickens that can only lay eggs, grow a few acres of vegetables, and live a happy life."
"Ah?!" Song Wu was stunned, a little confused as to why Jia Chang suddenly became so depressed. "Your Excellency's unique skills..." Halfway through his words of comfort, he swallowed them back, "I mean
, I mean, it would be a pity if you don’t have a successor to your master’s ability in training fighting cocks!”
"What a pity!" Jia Chang smiled and shook his head. "It's not a real career after all. What about you, after rebuilding the Tang Dynasty, what are you going to do?! Go back to Anxi? Or stay in the Central Plains?"
"I..." Song Wu was stunned by the question, speechless. Suddenly, he realized that he didn't know the answer at all.
