As night falls, as reinforcements have entered the city, there is no curfew in Xi'an tonight. There are still vendors selling snacks and tea on the cross streets in the city.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the fire was flowing in July, and the north wind blowing from the Hetao blew through Chang'an City. The armor plates on the soldiers' bodies made a scratching sound in the wind. The scholars had to cover their square scarves tightly, only the children holding the rattle.
Looking at the toy that was motionless, he burst into laughter.
Ding Guodong had just finished drinking and came out of the official office of the Northwest Economic Envoy to blow in the air to disperse the smell of alcohol on his body. Seeing that Mi Layin had not drank all night, he joked:
"You are a teetotaler, and you are either a monk or a rabbit. You are not giving Luo Guogong face by doing this."
In the title system currently implemented in Dashun, the marquis level is based on the name of the state, and the duke level is based on the name of the mansion. So to be precise, Luo Rucai should be the Duke of the mansion.
But after all, the title of Duke is very difficult to pronounce, and Ding Guodong is a former general of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, like most people, he is accustomed to using the title of Duke of the Ming Dynasty to address Luo Rucai.
Not long after the founding of Dashun, although Gong Shangshu had already drafted a set of etiquette rules and regulations for the Dashun Dynasty based on the etiquette and music regulations of the Tang Dynasty. However, almost all of the Shun army's meritorious service to the dragon were from people like Luo Rucai who came from a reckless background. Even if they had the intention,
It is impossible to master this set of rituals and music so quickly.
Therefore, it is quite common for people like Ding Guodong to continue to use the title of the Ming Dynasty.
The title is still a trivial matter. In many places beyond the reach of Dashun's military power, even local governance still maintains the inertia of the Ming Dynasty - although the gentry in those places are powerful and considerate of the Dashun regime above them.
Until the Dashun Army's bottom line is clear, they will not dare to cheat like they did in the Ming Dynasty.
Milayin is a Tianfang believer and does not like drinking. When he was in Gansu, he often had bad relations with local officials because of this reason.
What's more, Luo Rucai himself was addicted to wine, sex, and wealth, and was known to be a particularly good drinker. Concerned about this, Mi Layin wanted to show off to the prince of the country, even if he had to do so, in front of the new dynasty's founders.
Unexpectedly, Xin Sizhong on the side just mentioned it casually, and Luo Rucai laughed a few times, and ordered the concubine and maid to replace the wine with tea for Mi Layin. Not only that, in order to avoid the embarrassment of Mi Layin drinking tea alone, Luo Rucai actually
He didn't drink either, but drank tea with Mila Yin.
"Luo Guogong is a man with a broad heart and a fat body. He is very open to all rivers and streams. He is a rare and wonderful man in the world."
Mi Laoyin looked at the bright moon of Chang'an above his head, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that we didn't have the opportunity to see what kind of person the late emperor was, but even a strange man like Luo Guogong was willing to take the lead. I think Emperor Daxing must also be an unparalleled person."
A heroic hero."
Ding Guodong took a deep breath and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Mi, do you think that from ancient times to the present, is it true that after the founding emperor died in battle, he was still able to pacify the domestic dynasties?"
Milayin said: "At least the situation in the Western Zhou Dynasty was similar to that of Dashun today. Although King Wen died, King Wu of Zhou still defeated Zhou and defeated Chaoge."
Ding Guodong said: "Let's kill Lin Weizao together. I'm afraid there are many Ganzhou gentry who hate us to the core. As the saying goes, there is no turning back. Now we can only go to the end with the Dashun Army."
While the two were talking, Mi Layin suddenly saw a group of cavalry passing by on the cross street in Xi'an City. This group of cavalry was fully armed and imposing. Mi Layin said doubtfully:
"What's going on? Is there a police officer in Tongguan?"
Ding Guodong disagreed: "Taiyuan, Luoyang, and Kaifeng are still in the hands of the Shun army. How could the Donglu fly to Tongguan? I think they are some detective cavalry carrying orders."
"It's strange that the knights are so heavily armed."
"The Dashun Army is well-organized and well-equipped. It is not as badly equipped as the Ming Army in the past. It is normal for it to be more heavily guarded, right?"
"Well... you are right. In this case, you have drunk enough. Why don't you go back to the military camp to rest first?"
Ding Guodong shook his head repeatedly and said: "Who can say whether it is possible or not. I haven't drunk much yet. Besides, Luo Guodong has already said that he has arranged a mansion for us to live in. Why should we go to the military camp? Brother Mi, what did you see at the banquet today?
Have you seen those singers around Luo Guogong? They are such beauties like gods! Do you think that a fat-hearted man like Luo Guogong would give some singers to his brothers to play with?"
Milayin felt even more uncomfortable, and he hummed softly:
"That's it, you go back and continue drinking. I'll go back to the barracks first to see how Mr. Ji and General Yang are settling in. We've surrendered to Dashun soon, so you'd better not commit the same old habits as in the Ming Dynasty.
Clench your ass and be a human being."
Milayin always felt that it was a very strange thing for a group of cavalry to fly past Xi'an in the middle of the night. After making up his mind, he said goodbye to Ding Guodong and returned to the Ganzhou soldiers' military camp in Xi'an.
Because the military camps arranged by Ji Gui and Yang Chengzu for the Ganzhou soldiers and Xining soldiers were small in scale and scattered in several different places far apart from each other in Xi'an city.
Therefore, Milayin couldn't cover everything, so he could only go to the military camp where his servants were resting. At night, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians in Xi'an City. After midnight, although there was no curfew, it was basically silent.
, but the defenders on the city wall can always make some clanging sounds of swords.
Milayin rode a Hexi horse, and he still had a smile on his face. Luo Rucai's warm hospitality today had already made Milayin feel that Dashun Dynasty welcomed them, the surrendered generals.
Moreover, Luo Rucai exchanged the wine for him for tea. Such a small thing made Milayin even more aware that his surrender was a smooth decision. It was definitely not a wrong decision.
"Gong Luo Guogong is really a strange man. Such a kind and generous man can actually appear in Mali. As expected, those rumors among the gentry about Luo Rucai killing without batting an eye and being cruel are all lies."
When Milayin was about to return to Ding Army Camp, and he was sighing that Luo Rucai was not like a thief, but exactly like a wealthy man who worshiped Buddha devoutly, he suddenly smelled a burning smell in the air.
"What's going on? Is there water somewhere in the city?"
Brush brush brush——
Just when Milayin was still in shock and doubt, he heard the sound of thousands of arrows fired from the distance. Then there was another dense sound of banging gunfire, and then there was a booming boom like thunder.
Mi Laoyin was shocked and said: "Where are the cannons firing? How can there be the sound of cannons firing in the city?"
With a roar, the orange-red firelight replaced the dim light of Xi'an's lanterns, illuminating half of the sky above the city in an instant. The streets were full of people, cavalry galloping, soldiers lining up, and there were sounds coming one after another from the top of the city.
The sound of drums and horns made Milayin panic immediately:
How is this going?
How is this going!
Could it be that the Qing army has already reached Xi'an City?
"No, that's not right. It is impossible for the Qing army to fly over the Taihang Mountains and the Yellow River and suddenly come to Xi'an." Mi Laoyin said flatly, "Yes, I understand. This is the same as Lin Weizao's incitement of rebellion in Ganzhou.
The situation is exactly the same, there must be some unscrupulous traitors taking advantage of the Dashun Army's new defeat to collude everywhere to launch a rebellion!"
When Milayin saw that the brightest place in the fire was actually the Northwest Economic Envoy's office where he had just been out for less than an hour, he was so horrified that he couldn't say a word.
"...Luo, Duke Luo...the Duke is in danger!"
Mi Laoyin knew that he alone could not quell the rebellion instigated by the unscrupulous gentry. He was afraid that Luo Rucai, Yang Chengzu, Ji Gui, Xin Sizhong, Ding Guodong and others who were still drinking and having fun in the northwest economic envoy's office would all be beheaded by the rebels, so he said nothing.
He patted his horse and rushed straight into Jia Ding's camp.
While racing, Milayin shouted: "Some of the Ming Dynasty surrenderers instigated rebellion, and they must want to retaliate against our surrender! Brothers, get up quickly, get your weapons, and follow me to rescue Luo Guogong!"