Chapter 2064 Gui Zi Scroll: Heaven wants to eat people, people want to eat people
Feng Ziying was shocked, "There are also rebels in Anping?"
"It has been there for a long time, but the scale was not large in the early stage, but now security and Anding are affected by Qingyang Mansion, but the most important reason is that there is not enough food, so chaos breaks out, and there is no way..."
Liu Dingfeng sighed, "Everyone knows that rebellion is a matter of losing one's head, but it is better to risk one's life than to starve to death, so there is nothing we can do about it."
Feng Ziying's heart sank, "Wubao seems to be more valuable than Anding?"
"Sir, among the major ferry crossings on the Yellow River between Shanxi and Shaanxi, Qikou Ferry ranks low, far behind Fengling Ferry, Longmen Ferry, Baode Ferry, Pujin Ferry, and Longmen Ferry, but Qikou Ferry and those further south
The short Junpu Crossing is the most convenient way to connect Yan'an Prefecture with Fenzhou and Taiyuan Prefecture. As Wubao County is the county seat on the other side of the river, a large amount of materials from Shanxi Province are transported to Wubao County for trading, such as corn and wheat.
, donkeys, horses, and medicinal materials all choose Wubao County as the delivery location. Although Wubao County has a small population, there is a lot of food and goods stored in it..."
No wonder, Feng Ziying understood.
There are four prefectures and counties in Shaanxi near the Yellow River ferry, from north to south, Fugu, Jiazhou, Wubao, and Hancheng.
The geographical location of Fugu is too far north, and it is mainly used for military needs and mobilization between Shanxi Town and Yulin Town. There is no suitable ferry around Jiazhou, and the nearest one is at Yuqingyu, eighty miles south.
Only ten miles down the Yellow River from the Yuqingyu Ferry crossing is Qikou Ferry, which is actually closer to Wubao County.
To the north of Wubao is the Yuqingyu Ferry, and on the other side is Qikou Ferry. Therefore, the only nearby county town is Wubao County, which naturally forms a distribution center for transit supplies.
Hancheng in the south is even further away and belongs to Xi'an Prefecture. It is connected to Shanxi through Longmen Ferry and Hejin Ferry.
In other words, in the eastern part of Yan'an Prefecture, the connection between Fugu and Baodedu is too far to the north and far away, and can only meet the needs of the eastern section of the Yulin Army. So the central part basically relies on the Yuqingyu Ferry and the
Qikou Ferry is connected between them, and Wubao County in the middle becomes a hub.
Food and all kinds of supplies gathered here, attracting a large number of merchants and naturally becoming fat in the eyes of the rebel army.
"It seems that these rebels are determined to win Wubao County." Feng Ziying sighed.
I still made a mistake in my judgment and thought that Wubao County was not so attractive, but now it seems that with such a large amount of food and supplies in the city, the rebels are unwilling to give up no matter what.
It's no wonder that rebels from Jiazhou, Suide, and Qingjian flocked in to take a look at the food supplies in Wubao County.
"Judging from the current situation, it is difficult for these people to give up. Their eyes are all red now, and they will go wherever there is food. Without food, these ragtag groups may get angry and collapse at any time." Liu Dingfeng is sure.
to answer.
"Then we can't let them succeed." Feng Ziying's attitude became more determined: "Let them occupy Wubao County, which will definitely enhance their fighting will and confidence, and they may have to cross eastward to Shanxi. I don't think Shanxi is here at all. We are not ready to deal with it yet.”
Both Li Guibao and Liu Dingfeng were a little surprised. What does the deterioration of the situation in Shanxi have to do with them? Does the governor of Shaanxi still care about Shanxi's affairs?
"Do you think I'm a little nosy? Someone else might wish that all these rebels would go to Shanxi, so as to save some energy." Feng Ziying shook her head: "It's not that simple a good thing. The situation here in Shanxi is also the same for you. I saw it. It’s not impressive. It just lacks some fire starters. Once these Shaanxi rebels come over, they will stir up a fire in this area. It’s hard to say whether I, the governor of Shaanxi, have any responsibility, but the court will definitely be dissatisfied. ,…”
"More importantly, if chaos breaks out in Shanxi, it is very likely to be rolled back to Shaanxi. To go back to Shaanxi from Shanxi, it will be much easier to cross the river and there will be many more boats." Feng Ziying revealed the answer, " By then, Xi'an Prefecture in the south will probably bear the brunt."
The prefectures and counties of Hancheng, Heyang, Chengcheng, Tongzhou and Chaoyi in the east of Xi'an Prefecture are close to the Yellow River. Once the rebel army sweeps through Shanxi and rolls back from Shanxi to Shanxi, it is very likely that it will spread to the east of Xi'an Prefecture. The Guanzhong Plain along the Wei River will really shake the foundation of the country.
Now the activities of the rebels are mainly in Yan'an, Qingyang and Pingliang, all of which are remote and poor areas. If even the Guanzhong Plain is no longer safe, the situation in Shaanxi will be difficult to control. Feng Ziying cannot let this situation come true.
Li Guibao and Liu Dingfeng both understood and no longer questioned that this perspective on the problem was not something they could imagine. As court officials, they must have higher-level considerations.
"What do you mean, sir..." Li Guibao asked hesitantly. He was still a little worried that this would be too risky, but Feng Ziying's attitude was so determined, leaving him in a dilemma.
"Cross the river as soon as possible. Let's hide our identities and try to enter Wubao City. We can find Xia Zhiling, the county magistrate, and then we can discuss the rest."
Feng Ziying felt that the name of Xia Zhiling sounded familiar to her. She must have had a quick look at the situation of officials in Shaanxi province before leaving Beijing.
But a county magistrate is too inconspicuous, and Wubao County is a little-known county, so he has only heard of this name and does not know what his abilities are.
Now it seems that it should be quite good to be able to organize government officials and civilians to defend the city under the siege of the rebel army.
"How to get into the city?" Liu Dingfeng was confused: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out after entering the city. It's too dangerous. It's better to cross the river first and then worry about it."
Feng Ziying is naturally aware of Liu Dingfeng's worries, and he can understand it, but now Wubao County is in danger, and it may be captured in a day or two. By then, the situation will be out of control, so he must intervene in advance and find a way Try to turn the tide and avoid the fall of Wubao County.
"Okay, let's cross the river first, and then Dingfeng. When do you think the two groups of people coming from Boyan Village and Baiyun Mountain will arrive near Wubao County?" This situation is very important. If these two forces will soon reach Wubao County,
To get there, once they gather together, the situation becomes more complicated.
"The road to Boyan Village is relatively far, probably two hundred miles away. It is estimated that it will take at least five or six days to arrive. And the rebels besieging the city here are also worried about the arrival of people from Boyan Village and Baitang Village. I'm afraid
They will overwhelm the host, so they are eager to capture Wu Fort before the people from Boyan Village and Baitang Village. In addition, the people in Baiyun Mountain are not unified, but it is nothing to worry about. Small ones can also interfere with it..."
Liu Dingfeng's words were interrupted by Feng Ziying, "It's not to obstruct me, but to let them use it for me. I will come forward when the time comes..."
"Sir?" Li Guibao was anxious.
"Don't worry, I will not appear as the governor, but as the governor's staff. No one in the area will recognize me. I will appear as Wang Wenyan, which must be enough." Feng Ziying was confident.
When Feng Ziying and his party arrived at Qikou Ferry, it was already the afternoon of the second day.
It can be seen that Qikou Ferry is still very lively.
This is actually equivalent to a large market town.
Various buildings extend in a semi-arc shape along the ferry, forming several streets. Shops, restaurants, tea shops, pawn shops, grain shops, and oil mills are lined up along the road, bustling with people coming and going, donkey carts, horse teams,
Cattle and sheep, there is a bit of vitality in the chaos.
People with various accents from Henan, Beizhi, and Huguang are everywhere, and Mongolians are not uncommon. There is even a God of Wealth Temple and a Guandi Temple on the riverbank near the ferry.
There are two types of ferries at the ferry, one is a sheepskin raft and the other is a wooden ferry.
Sheepskin rafts are crude and dangerous, and can only accommodate a maximum of ten people at a time. Smaller ones can only accommodate five or six people, but they are cheap. However, wooden ferries are much larger, and can ferry fifty or sixty people at a time, and can also carry a lot of cargo.
, so it is more popular with business travelers.
Feng Ziying had changed into ordinary business travel clothes early, and along with Third Sister You, she also decorated her face a little, so she already looked like a businessman on the go.
"Dingfeng, let's find a boat to cross the river." Without hesitation, Feng Ziying made a decision after walking around Qikou Ferry.
Wang Wenyan's side, Feng Ziying, had already arranged for someone to notify him when he was in Datong. It was estimated that it would be time to arrive at Wubao. However, he did not expect that Wubao would be besieged by the rebels at the beginning. He had to wait until he crossed the river to find a way to contact him.
Already.
There are obviously many more business travelers coming from Shaanxi on the ferry than here. Now there are only a few going from Shanxi to Shaanxi. Many business travelers on the Qikou Ferry side are just waiting and watching. Obviously, they all get
After receiving the news, we will make a decision depending on how the war situation is in Wubao.
Feng Ziying's group used to be very strange, but not many people dare to go that way at this time, unless there is something urgent or someone with some connections there, Feng Ziying's group looks more like someone who knows their way there.
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The boat swayed along the river bank and headed west. Years of drought have reduced the water volume of the Yellow River. Logically speaking, it should have rained this season, but at least since Feng Ziying and his party went south through Datong, it has not rained at all.
No shadow was seen.
"The sun is warm and the nights are cold, and the East China Sea is dry. I already knew that the harvest would not be good this year, but I never expected that God would do this." The wrinkled boatman glanced at the west coast absently, and couldn't help but sigh, "This
I don’t know when the year will come to an end. Guests, I see that you are not from Yan’an Prefecture. Are you still going there at this time? Are you not afraid of something happening?”
"The old man also knows that there is no peace there?" Feng Ziying asked casually.
"They are all just a bunch of people who want to be full. Haha, these days, God wants to eat people, and men also want to eat people. What should you do with the mud-legged people? You have to be a starved person." The boatman's eyes became a little blurry.