Troubled Times: Start with 800 Dead Soldiers

The censor Zhongcheng, who was trembling with anger at this traitor, called for his old housekeeper: "I don't care what method you use, just wipe this traitor's ass clean for me immediately, tell him to get back, and call all the servants in the house." return!"

Therefore, the old housekeeper and his people spent a lot of effort to find the Yamen who was causing trouble in Bianjing City, and said: "Sir, I asked me to give you a message. This matter must not be made too big. After all, this is the capital of the imperial city, and the officials are watching. If it reaches the ears of the officials, it will be difficult for me to be an official."

(In the Northern Song Dynasty, the emperor Laoer was called the official family.)

Although this Xu Yanai was a bit arrogant and usually took advantage of his father's status to do things to excess, he was also clearly aware that his father was still serving as an official under the surname Zhao.

After he sobered up completely, he realized that he had gone too far and followed the butler's advice - to remove all the government officials to avoid being too conspicuous.

But he also kept an eye on it and told the people around him: "Spend more money and get some thugs to go out on the street for me to keep an eye on. If you find that person, report it to me immediately."

As Xu Yanei spoke, he covered his grimacing face in pain. It seemed that he had been beaten badly by Su Xia.

Bianliang City in Tokyo naturally has no shortage of such idle and treacherous people, and money can make all the difference. What's more, these scoundrels who have no faith in the first place naturally follow the pictures and search the whole city based on Su Xia's portrait!

Let’s not talk about whether Xu Yanei, who was beaten, with a bruised nose and face, went back to sleep, or whether the rogues hired by him could find Su Xia.

Just talking about Su Xia and Tao Zongcai sleeping in this prostitute's house, Su Xia slept very lightly, especially in such a dangerous scene, Su Xia's sleep was always half alert and half resting.

After all, you can’t be caught in your sleep!

Su Xia was awakened by the sound of washing clothes. After waking up, she heard the sound of roosters crowing in her ears.

Alert, he immediately observed the surrounding situation. It was the fifth watch day and it was not yet bright.

Looking up into the courtyard, the prostitute from last night was washing clothes.

Looking at it, washing clothes is the most basic housework in daily life.

But what surprised Su Xia was that the prostitute washed dozens of pieces of clothes, like a small mountain.

How could a poor and run-down family have so many clothes? Su Xia approached and asked, "Why so many clothes?"

"These are other people's clothes. I wash them for others to earn some money and supplement the family income." The woman raised her head and glanced at Su Xia, then lowered her head and continued scrubbing, which seemed to be very laborious.

Su Xia felt a little sad in her heart: "It's not day yet."

The woman was a little embarrassed: "It's enough for you to have a rest. I saw that you two didn't have that much interest last night. I know you are not from this way. I didn't sleep well last night. I was just curious about why you two didn't stay there." The shop is not expensive, fifty cents is enough to live in, so why come to my place, the accommodation is crowded, and the sleep is really a bit uncomfortable."

As the woman spoke, she didn't look like the prostitute who was bargaining for the price last night. Instead, she looked like a hard-working housewife. She was washing and washing her hands very diligently and was never idle.

The woman stood up again and seemed to want the bucket next to her. Su Xia moved to help get it. This made the woman stunned and quickly took it: "No, seeing that you are a person who reads books about sages, don't Your clothes got wet."

Su Xia asked: "How much can I earn in a day by changing clothes like this?"

"Seven or eight cents! It takes two hours to wash."

After the woman finished speaking, she put the washed clothes on the clothesline and spread them out.

Seeing her hard work, Su Xia couldn't help but feel sad that she was reduced to selling herself to make a living after working so hard.

Thinking of this, Su Xia couldn't help but ask: "Where is your man?"

The work in the woman's hands slowed down. Apparently, Su Xia asked about her pain point.

At this moment, her identity was not the prostitute last night, nor was she a washerwoman, but a wife who missed her husband. When the woman raised her head again, her eyes were full of tears:

"Last year, the imperial court escorted Hua Shi Gang. It was said that the government wanted to transport Taihu stones, and the officials were dispatched to pull the goods. Unexpectedly, something went wrong along the way. Hua Shi Gang's Taihu boulder fell down and killed him. The government sent A police officer came and announced that the person was dead, and no one knew anything about it after that. I..."

(Historical records: Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty used Taihu Stone, which was four feet high, and carried it on a huge ship with thousands of slaves. In the prefectures and counties he passed through, water gates, bridges, and houses were demolished. It cost a lot of money to transport flowers and stones. At that time, Specialized institutions such as the Suzhou-Hangzhou Yingfeng Bureau were also established)

It was Hua Shi Gang again, and Su Xia felt infinite sadness in her heart:

Well, you Song Huizong, Hua Shi Gang, Hua Shi Gang, look at the subjects under your rule. How many people are living in dire straits just for you to see this strange stone?

Now it is only the first year of Zhenghe (1111), and in the second year of Xuanhe (1120), it will be the Fangla Uprising. In another seven years, in April of the second year of Jingkang (1127), it will be the "Jingkang Disaster" in the history books !

You Song Huizong and your son Qinzong will be captured by the Jin people!

There are still 16 years left before you are destroyed by the Jin Kingdom, but Su Xia estimates that it may not take that long.

No need to wait for the Jin people to go south! I will deal with you, this stupid and ignorant Song Huizong!

He couldn't see these people living at the bottom of society.

While the two were talking, a little boy with a sallow complexion walked in at the door. He walked timidly beside the woman, tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Mom!"

"Xi'er is awake. Are you hungry? Mom will cook for you right now!"

The woman was almost done with the laundry, so she shook the water from her hands and took the child to the kitchen.

Only then did Su Xia realize that the small house was actually divided into two compartments. It seemed that the child lived on the other side last night.

As a mother of a child, she went out to work as a prostitute in the middle of the night, while the child fell asleep next to her.

If not forced by life, who would be willing to do this?

Following her line of sight, Su Xia clearly saw that there was not much rice in the woman's rice vat. Even if it was emptied, it was only a small handful, just enough to cook a bowl of white porridge.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

A mother is most afraid of her child being hungry. Seeing that there was no rice, the woman's eyes were red and her eyes were filled with tears. She carried the child behind her back and wiped away her tears. She turned around and looked at the child as if nothing had happened: "Xi'er, mother. Let’s make porridge and drink it now, you wait a moment.”

"Sold steamed buns, sold steamed buns!"

At the door, the sound of hawking sounded.

The child named Xi'er turned to look at the woman: "Mom, there is a steamed bun seller. I haven't eaten steamed buns for a long time!"

The woman seemed to have made a lot of determination and took out a penny: "Well, then go buy one!"