The cold air seemed to dissipate overnight. I no longer felt the chill when I wore the spring shirt. After drinking several bowls of wine, I was still a little hot.
The fire was burning in the yard, and a group of men were sitting on the ground, with a wine jar and a large plate of meat in front of them.
Lao Hu loosened his collar, grabbed a piece of meat with thick oil and red sauce, and bit off a piece: "Drinking and eating meat like this is called enjoyment, while the kind of banquet in the palace is called suffering. We don't want to go if you invite us. It's just fine if we don't."
"
"Yes, when we go there, we have to meet this adult and that adult. Even a eunuch has to call himself adult." A man said with a disdainful expression, "You really think you are an adult."
"Allowing you to dance is just bullying."
"Just let people like Tian Ping and Wu Ning jump."
Wu Ya'er did not stop their complaints. As the number of troops in the capital increased, their Zhenwu Army was increasingly ignored. As long as the emperor could see generals wearing armor around him, he would no longer clamor for them.
Looking for Wu Ya'er, it's like I have never remembered Wu Ya'er.
In this case, the generals who came to escort him at the banquet in the palace simply forgot about Wu Ya'er.
Although Wu Yaer told everyone that this is an insignificant matter, people have seven emotions and six desires, and resentment is inevitable, so just vent it out.
Wu Ya'er concentrated on cutting the meat into thin slices, wrapped it in steamed cakes, stuffed it into his mouth, and then took a sip of wine. Under the firelight, his fair face looked somewhat satisfied.
Some people can eat beautifully, making people feel happy when they are full. A man looked at Wu Ya'er and suddenly sighed: "I wonder if those brothers who go out can eat as well as us."
Yes, nowhere in the world can compare with Beijing...
"Then you are worried for nothing." Old Hu pinched a piece of meat and looked a little reminiscing, "With the young lady, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking. The bones stewed in the big iron pot are really fragrant. I can eat ten at a time!"
Wu Ya'er turned to the soldier standing behind him and said, "Bring the picked bones to Brigadier Hu."
Lao Hu shouted "No", and the men around him laughed loudly. Some held him down, some took the meat from his hand, and some urged the soldiers to get the bones quickly. The joyous voices and figures in the hall were like singing and dancing.
Someone was running towards me from outside.
"General, our troops are not in Guangzhou Prefecture." He breathed quickly.
The courtyard suddenly became quiet. The men turned to look at the soldier, the smiles on their faces solidifying.
Wu Yaer's hands were still slowly rolling the meat with pancakes: "Did you not go to Guangzhou Prefecture, or did you go and then leave? Where are you now?"
"We are now in Wuning territory." Xinbing said dumbly, "I didn't go to Guangzhou Prefecture in the first place."
Wu Ning walked really fast. Wu Yaer rolled up a piece of meat and said, "Why is the news coming now?"
The men in the yard also came to their senses.
Lao Hu cursed and stood up: "Did the three thousand Zhenwu Army become someone else's as soon as they left the capital?"
When the troops were divided, it was clearly stated that they were going to Gwangju Prefecture, and changing the route was a taboo for marching. However, the news was not sent until they had gone so far away. Could it be that as soon as they left the capital, these Zhenwu troops were controlled and couldn't even deliver the news?
How?
"At that time, the soldiers and horses were handed over to Jiang Ming."
"Jiang Ming and his party only have ten people."
The ten of them went to Guangzhou Prefecture with 3,000 Zhenwu troops. Rather than taking them, they were escorted by Zhenwu troops.
"The people who followed Jiang Ming this time are a little different from last time." A man remembered and said.
This has nothing to do with the people who come. Even if the people who come are different, there are only ten people. These ten people control three thousand Zhenwu troops? Controlling the art of arms is too scary, right?
There was a lot of discussion in the hall, but Wu Ya'er raised his hand to stop it and signaled Xin Bing to speak.
"Not long after they left the capital, the ten of them brought their soldiers and horses respectively. The reasons were to buy things, to find doctors and medicine, to inquire about the remnants of Xuanwu Dao's last invasion of Guangzhou Prefecture, to investigate the movements of Huainan Dao's bandits, and so on.
."
"Their routes are different with different purposes, and there is no doubt about the connection between them."
"They marched very fast and their discipline was very strict."
The Zhenwu Army is already highly disciplined, and the opponent is also highly disciplined. It is easy to be restrained and controlled unconsciously. It is difficult for ten people to control three thousand soldiers and horses, but it is not impossible for one person to control three hundred, especially when this person is a
An extremely skilled marching veteran.
When everyone gathered together, they realized that something was wrong. They were too far away and needed time to wait for Wu Ya'er's instructions. Whether the instructions could be conveyed smoothly was also a problem. During this period, I didn't know what other tricks these people might have.
Arrange the troops on the left and right.
"What are you borrowing soldiers from?" Wu Ya'er ate the last piece of cake and rubbed his slender hands gently, "It's obviously a scam."
"You know you are seeking the skin of a tiger! What kind of person can you be who dares to kidnap your aunt!" Old Hu threw down the bones and said fiercely: "Call him back! Go directly to Dou County!"
The man next to him picked up the bones with distress: "Lao Hu, you are so arrogant and extravagant!"
Some people also corrected: "Lao Hu, you are using this idiom incorrectly."
Lao Hu said twice.
"Wait a moment." Wu Ya'er interrupted them and sat upright with his hands on his knees, "Let's see what she says."
Lao Hu glared: "Are you still waiting for her to tell you? Crow, do you really regard her as your wife?"
Wu Ya'er glared at him: "Since this woman wants to make a deal with me, she probably isn't just trying to deceive three thousand troops. I'll give her another three days of opportunity."
His soldiers and horses had conveyed all the news back, so that woman wouldn't have known about it, and she wouldn't have really thought that she could get away with it.
The three days given by Wu Ya'er were too much. At dawn the next day, a new soldier came, and it was Wu Ya'er's soldier. Counting the time, it was only one night before the last soldier left.
.
It seemed that the messenger sneaked out, and these people discovered it later.
"Mrs. Wu asked me to come." Xin Bing lowered his head and said, and took out a letter from the young lady.
Lao Hu was inciting from the side: "Don't look at her nonsense, we have people with eyes and mouths."
Wu Ya'er did not tear up the letter, picked it up and opened it.
Lao Hu pouted at the people around him: "It's over for a man once he has a wife." Then he walked up to the Xin soldiers and asked them how their food was and whether they were being harassed.
The letter soldier lowered his head: "No, the food and housing are the same as them, the horses are fed the same fodder, and the patrols, defenses, and scouts are deployed day and night, and everyone takes equal turns."
They were not being made any trouble and were living a good life. Xin Bing was a little ashamed. He knew that they were ordered to go to Guangzhou Mansion. Although they were deceived, they were also disobeying the military order and did not say bad things about the other party. It always felt like betrayal.
Old Hu snorted: "It's this kind of trick again. Back in Dou County, they used some delicious food and drinks to trick a group of people into working hard." He stretched out his hand and nodded the Xinbing's head, "We have seen the world before.
Yes, don’t be fooled.”
The man next to me asked curiously: "Are these the meat and bones that you are still thinking about, Lao Hu?"
Lao Hu turned his head and pouted at him.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Wu Ya'er interrupted them and put down the letter in his hand, "She gave an explanation."
Everyone stopped playing and focused on Wu Ya'er.
Wu Ya'er pursed her lips: "They are going to Yizhou."
"Where is Yizhou?" someone asked without responding.
"The emperor's third son, the fiefdom of King Zhao." Wu Ya'er said.
When the emperor was young, he doted on the queen. He gave birth to five sons, three of whom survived. The third son, King Zhao, and the fourth son, King Lu, were not favored and were sent to other places early. The fifth son, who was sick all year round, stayed in the capital as the crown prince.
Later, the emperor favored Concubine Luo, and the Luo family's chickens and dogs ascended to heaven, comparable to princes. The emperor's sons were even more inconspicuous. No one in the capital remembered their existence, let alone people like Lao Hu.
Everyone said without any emotion: "Is she going to seek refuge with King Zhao?"
Wu Ya'er lowered his head and glanced at the letter in his hand: "She is going to save King Zhao."
The letter was very simple, saying that I was worried that King Zhao was in danger and that the Ankang Mountain bandit army would harm him. Because the distance was too far, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, I could only hide and conceal my whereabouts, so please forgive me for lying to him about borrowing troops from Guangzhou Prefecture.
"Who knows whether what she said is true or false."
"Women are all liars, and you can't believe a word they say."
"That's Yizhou. It's a long way away, and it's close to the bandit army in Ankang Mountain."
"In such a dangerous place, let our soldiers and horses fight for her? Is she going to enjoy the benefits?"
"She doesn't look very good, but I think she's quite beautiful." (Note)
The ashamed soldier couldn't help but raise his head when he heard this: "Mrs. Wu is also in the army and will go to Yizhou with her."
The noise fell silent instantly, and even Lao Hu stared and stopped talking.
Wu Ya'er threw the letter into the bonfire where the remaining stars were left, and looked at the rising ashes: "He is indeed a big thief."
...
...
(Note: When I was writing this paragraph, I was following the TV series "Jian Ye". It's really good. You can go watch it. There are many episodes now)