Great time travel

Chapter 37, Bloody New Year
Although ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, there are so many literati who do not eat the fireworks of the world, imagining the idyllic life in the closed countryside as an extremely beautiful peach blossom garden.But just as educated youths who go to the countryside are always thinking about big cities, rural life in any era makes urbanites feel bored.

Especially in this barbaric and ignorant era, the life of the Jurchens who lived on the edge of the civilized world and in the bitter cold was even worse.

For most of the Jurchens in this era, they are working hard every day to grow crops, hunt, fish, pan for gold, feed livestock, tan leather... they live in damp and low straw huts with air leakage on all sides; They wear rough animal skins and even tree bark clothes, and eat dried meat and fish that lack salt and have a rancid smell, as well as moldy coarse grains mixed with sand.Then when it gets dark, there is nothing to do, not to mention watching plays and listening to books, and I can't even light oil lamps and candles... I can only drink a few bowls of bad wine, and cuddle with my wife to make a fuss people.Occasionally trekking hundreds of miles, running to a small county town, looking at the goods and utensils of those street vendors, will be severely shocked.

Even if you are a chief, you can only wander in the abyss of violence and the quagmire of poverty all your life.It is neither happy nor safe to live: scratch a skin and risk dying of infection.If you catch a cold, you may die of a cold.There are often wars between the tribes, so it is easy to lose arms and legs... The common people are precarious, and the nobles live in turmoil.Each tribal settlement is like a concentration camp, only more unsanitary and inhumane.The people who lived there all had tangled hair and lice.Their mouths smell like slop bowls or gutters, their faces are covered with pustules and sores, and they are covered with a thick layer of dirt mixed with sweat, sand and skin flakes... Everyone who has never seen the big world The Jurchen barbarians can only be like wild animals, struggling in this uncivilized and ignorant world, born in the mud, and died in the wild, and they have been doing this for generations, and they are used to it.

But as the emperor of Jin Kingdom, Wanyan Wu Qimai has seen the big world.He had seen the Khitan emperor spend money in luxury, and invaded such magnificent cities as Shangjing and Zhongjing in the Liao Kingdom.The wonderful life that the Jurchen could never dream of, the lethality of the bustling scene of the big city, the temptation of the extravagant and magnificent palaces, the shock to him is beyond words.So much so that after he returned to his hometown Huining, he felt dilapidated everywhere and hard to see, so he didn't hesitate to be called a prodigal by the elders of the clan, and he wanted to build a decent imperial city and palace.

Fortunately, today is not the same as it was back then. With the Jurchen clan receiving the blessings of the heavens, winning repeated battles, defeating the old Khitan enemy, and sweeping the entire northern land, the wealth savings of the Wanyan tribe has already been a hundred times that of the past. Buy the emperor a little extravagant capital.And every time the good news from the front line comes, it also means that more good things are about to be sent to Huining... I recalled the beautiful Song courtesans who were escorted to the palace just yesterday. Wanyan Wu Qimai couldn't help swallowing, feeling a burst of heat in his crotch—in the half of his life spent by the tiger water, had he ever seen such a delicate and beautiful woman?She is the most beautiful girl in the Jurchen tribe, how can she have such delicate skin?Has such a delicate demeanor?There is such an infinite style revealed from the eyes?
A few years ago, they broke through the tents of the Liao Kingdom's palace and captured a few Khitan noble girls wearing silk and powder on their faces. These rude Jurchen chiefs have already found treasures, and they feel as if they are descended from heaven... Now Comparing them with the new singing girls from the Song Dynasty - that's really a comparison!
——You must know that the beauty of a woman is always created by maintenance and makeup. Even the most talented beauties, if they were born in a wild tribe in a remote area, they don’t apply makeup all day long, their faces are bare, and they wear rough fur coats. Clothes, you can’t take a bath all winter, and you have to farm and graze, fish and hunt... nine out of ten will also darken and roughen the skin, and at the same time bring a disgusting smell.Often, as soon as you take off your clothes, the room is filled with the rich smell of salted fish and goats—even if such a "beauty" has a beautiful face, how many people with strong tastes can stand it?
Moreover, Wanyan Wu Qimai vaguely heard that even this kind of charming, gentle and pleasant little lady is just an ordinary singing girl plundered from Hebei prefectures and counties in the Song Dynasty. It's far from first-class... I don't know how the peerless beauty of the palaces and concubines captured from the palace of the Song Dynasty will be after the Jurchen iron cavalry sweeps the Central Plains and breaks through the colorful world of Bianliang?
——Due to the barrier of thousands of miles of Guanshan, Wanyan Wu was begging to buy at this time, and he didn't know the sad news that the two armies of the Jin Kingdom were wiped out under the city of Bianliang.

And what he didn't know was that the black hand who had just wiped out the main force of the Kingdom of Jin had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and quietly descended upon him!
——The last dusk of the Jurchen Kingdom was so gorgeous and brilliant that the whole sky was as red as blood...

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On the outskirts of Huining, in a forest covered with thick snow, several hazy white figures were moving quietly at this moment.

——Wang Qiu, Guo Jing, Doraemon, Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and others, each wearing a snow camouflage cloak, poked their heads out of the snow carefully, and used binoculars to look at the meeting on the other side of the Hushui River. Ning Cheng.

Even by the standards of this era, this is a rather simple, even very shabby human settlement.

First of all, it is unbelievable to everyone present in the Song Dynasty that this "city" doesn't even have a city wall, just like a grass market in the countryside!
Secondly, looking from the far side of the Hushui River, although there are a few unfinished palaces in Huining City that are spacious and covered with glazed tiles, the scaffolding has not been dismantled.But the vast majority of people still live in mud houses and thatched huts, or sheds built on the mud with thatch and branches. Even if there are a few brick houses occasionally, the roofs are covered with thatch and pressed with a few stones.Houses often have no doors, and are just randomly blocked with sundries such as branches, reed mats, and animal skins.Moreover, most of the houses in the city are very low, and now it is the coldest winter, and many houses have even been buried by snow, so that the people who live inside have to dig holes out of the roof... It feels like a primitive society. The "simple" style of the cave dwelling tribe.

"... Tsk tsk, this ruined city is the capital of the Jurchen country? Not to mention Bianliang and Yanjing, even the county town of Tangyin, my hometown, is far inferior! From my point of view, this city is full of money. Three thousand households with a population of ten to twenty thousand don't look like an imperial capital!"

Yue Fei bit a straw stick, and said with a little contempt, "...When I faced swords with Jinlu warriors on the battlefield, I always wondered, which side of the handsome landscape raised such a tyrannical man? Man. But now I come here to see it with my own eyes, and I am very disappointed..."

"...But these vulgar barbarians who came out of the poor mountains and rivers beat the Khitan people to almost extinction in just ten years. It took less than two years to crush my numbers in the East and Hebei of the Great Song Dynasty. Ten prefectures and counties, soldiers came to the capital Bianliang city twice!"

Han Shizhong glanced back at him, and responded lightly, "...the Hebei Imperial Army has been fighting against him for many years, and they are almost invincible; the Kanxi Imperial Army has 30 or [-] sculpted faces, and they all died... The so-called poor mountains and evil waters come out of tricks... People, it is better for Pengju not to underestimate these Tartars!"

"...I'll let this matter go naturally." Yue Fei nodded with a smile, "...when it comes time to kill people and set fire to them later, I will never be relentless!"

Although the so-called cities of these Jurchens are already dilapidated enough to make many "civilized people" who came to peep shake their heads, there are still people who live in a worse situation than them——Xiaotupo, which is about a stone's throw away from Huining City Right now, there are tens of thousands of slave coolies preparing to cut wood and quarry rocks, build palaces, and build cities for the Jurchens. Most of them are Khitan, Bohai, Xi, Liaodong Han, and Song Dynasty captured by the Jin army from the war. people.The wood they felled and the stones they excavated against the cold wind in the north of the Great Wall were piled up as high as a hill on the outskirts of Huining City.

But at this time, the construction project had just started, and even the Jurchens were still living in thatched huts. When it was the turn of the slaves, they didn't even have a house.Their so-called dwelling now is to find a place to dig a hole in a high place, make a roof with some dead grass and branches, and then wrap it in rags or animal skins, and shrink in the hole in the ground to "cat winter"... such a simple dwelling, In terms of warmth retention, it is not as good as the cave where the bear hibernates!Coupled with the lack of food and clothing, and acclimatization to the environment, it is normal for half of the people to freeze to death after a cold winter!
"...In the slave camp over there, I can vaguely see the uniforms of Chu Hong of many imperial troops, all of which are dirty and torn, and are about to become rags."

After Guo Jing observed carefully with a telescope for a while, he turned back to Wang Qiu and sighed with pity on his face, "...these bastards and idiots refused to fight to the death at the beginning. Come here, and work hard all day long... Fortunately, we are here now, otherwise, by the time the Huining Imperial City is completed, nine of these guys will have died within ten stops..."

But Wang Qiu paid attention to another aspect, "...this slave camp... seems to be very laxly guarded? There are no walls, ditches, or barbed wire outside. It's just a mess of shacks. The Jurchen soldiers who patrol Not many... Aren't they afraid of slaves escaping?"

"...Barbed wire? Hehe, let alone whether the Song Dynasty had the technology to pull out iron wire in large quantities, do you know how much pig iron can be sold in Saibei today?" Guo Jing sneered, "...As for escaping... Where do you think this is? This is the Gyeonggi of the Jin Dynasty, the birthplace of the Jurchen! It is separated from the Central Plains by thousands of mountains and rivers! How can it be so easy for a fugitive to escape alone?

It's the harshest winter of the year again, and the water is dripping everywhere, and the wind is blowing like a knife. How far can these weak, ragged slaves run?Not to mention the pursuit of the Jurchen cavalry, how to deal with the food on the road?Don't forget, hundreds of miles around here are desolate virgin forests, even if you want to rob and steal, you can't find a place!In this kind of snowy day, even the native Jurchen hunters may not be able to find prey to feed their hunger, let alone foreigners like them—in short, they work hard for the Jin people to be cattle and horses, and they still have a bite to eat; Fleeing recklessly, I'm afraid they will be fed to hungry wolves in a blink of an eye... How do you think these captives will choose?

Of course, since we are here, as long as we plan properly, these prisoners of war may also be a great help..."

After explaining the desperate situation these slaves were in, Guo Jing looked up at the sky again, and found that the winter day at the end of December was really short, and the west-slanting sun had slowly fallen behind the treetops, making the world appear more and more intense. It was dark, and everything around him looked hazy, so he turned around and announced to everyone, "...well, the Jurchen's enemy situation has been investigated almost. How to fight the battle of Huining, I think everyone is also thinking about it." It’s time to have a score. Now let’s go back and join everyone before it’s dark! So that they don’t have to wait there... When we go back, we should eat and rest as soon as possible. Everyone should take care of themselves Recharge your batteries—tomorrow is the date of death for these Jurchen Tartars!"