Old things in Nancheng

There was a "rustling" sound from the grass, which was indistinct and couldn't be seen clearly. The flames danced on Wang Zimo's face. Tao Hua clearly felt Wang Zimo's nervousness, and she became more and more afraid.

"Who is it, come out!"

"what happened?"

Zheng Daming reacted the fastest. Hearing Wang Zimo's voice, he rushed out of the tent as soon as he heard Wang Zimo's voice.

A few guards came together after a few breaths, and even the people in the tent were all disheveled and waiting in full force.Don't look at the front and back of the village and the shop, but the crisis is everywhere, maybe it is a beast, maybe it is a thief, no one dares to take it lightly.

"Brother Zheng, go and have a look there, there seems to be someone there." Wang Zimo pointed to the dark place and said.

Holding a long gun and a gun in his hand, Zheng Daming walked over there shirtless. After a while, he brought a young man with dirty clothes and a disheveled face over, and threw the man on the ground with his hands.

Seeing that this person looked like a refugee fleeing for refuge, everyone couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, but Wang Zimo cautiously asked Zheng Daming to lead a few guards to search the surrounding area carefully. Ask Zhang Bucai to come forward and ask questions.

"Who is the name, where is it from, why are you peeping at our station?"

Surrounded by a group of people, the man flinched and replied with some fear: "Young one... The young one's name is Xu Hu. Everyone calls me Huzi. I used to be a helper of Xingyuan City. City, this is where I escaped."

Zhang Bucai got a hint from Wang Zimo, and brought him a bowl of wine. Xu Hu was thirsty and hungry, and drank it all in one gulp, thanking him endlessly.

Wang Zimo saw that he didn't want to finish, so he asked someone to take two films and gave him a bowl of wine. After Xu wolfed it down, she asked, "When did you escape?"

Xu Hu obviously felt Wang Zimo's kindness, and after thanking him again and again, he replied: "On the day the city was broken, I was terrified and hid in Tibet. I escaped by chance at noon."

"How was Xingyuan City when you left?" Jiang Shangpei asked.

"Gold thieves entered the city, hacking and killing all the way, no matter male or female, old or young, poor or rich, anyone who saw me from the Song Dynasty would hack without thinking."

"Bastard!" Jiang Shangpei said angrily.

According to the rules of war, the massacre of the city is inevitable, but the elderly, weak, women and children are not included. Later generations call it humanitarianism.But the Jin soldiers attacked Xingyuan City for a long time, and they didn't know how many lives they lost. Now that the city is broken, how could they let the Song people in the city be spared?

"My lord, what you said is right. Not only Jin soldiers are killing us, but Song soldiers are also killing us. Those soldiers, as long as they see people, they will kill them, and they will grab money when they see them. It is also good for the young ones to escape. There are so many people in Xingyuan City, none of the ten can escape!" Xu Hu's eyes were wide open, and there was some fear in his eyes, but also unwillingness.

Xu Hu's words made everyone present both angry and grateful. Several people touched their necks uncomfortably.

"Why did the Song soldiers kill you? Don't those generals and the government care?" Jiang Shangpei asked suspiciously.

"Hey, General Guan died in battle, who can restrain the soldiers of the Song Dynasty. Lord, why don't you know what kind of soldiers I am, the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty? They are fighting fiercely and robbing the people. Hey, seeing that the city is broken, you can't hold it anymore. How could they fight to the death with the gold soldiers, they robbed the people and then withdrew. Those officials, who never look down on the ground, are now like dogs, voluntarily surrendering to the gold thieves."

"No reason!"

"The gold thieves got these bastards, and even if they let people close the city gates, lock up the people in our Xingyuan City and slaughter them. There are more than [-] people, and they say that they will kill all of them within three days. The little ones are hiding in Tibet. I escaped before the city gate was closed. It’s ridiculous that those noble people in the city are now all fat sheep, not to mention the gold thieves who robbed them, and they will probably kill them all.” Xu Hu talked about those noble people with a look on his face. An unnatural excitement.

"Brother, don't be angry, if it weren't for me from the Song Dynasty, how could the great country be taken away by the golden thief." Seeing Jiang Shangpei trembling with anger, Wang Zimo hurriedly comforted him.

No matter how miserable things are, as long as it doesn't happen to me, there will always be an inexplicable sense of superiority. At least, except for Jiang Shangpei, everyone else here is very lucky.

Wang Fulai closely guarded Erfang's only seedling, and thanked the heavens for giving Erfang a good offspring who could take on important responsibilities. Eyes, given them a wise and wise master, Zheng Daming sticks to his employer, thinking about Wang Zimo's luck, whether he will follow her in the future, Taohua sticks to the name His "brother" suddenly felt relieved and open-minded, as well as an inexplicable sense of security.

"Give him a blanket, everyone who should sleep should go to sleep, those on duty should wake up, we have to hurry tomorrow morning."

Wang Zimo said lightly, and went to her tent to rest.

In the night of May, there is still a hint of coolness, but the tent is covered with peach blossoms and thick quilts, and the softness of the nest makes every cell in the tired body cheer.

Wang Zimo was very tired, but couldn't sleep. Although she didn't care how many people died outside, she still couldn't remain indifferent to the enemy's brutal killing of the people of her mother country.

She once asked Jiang Shangpei why the Song people were so cowardly and why they couldn't guard the great rivers and mountains. Now that she thinks about it, it's no wonder Jiang Shangpei is unwilling to answer such an ignorant question.

Wang Zimo has seen the cruelty of the battlefield. Often after a battle, she will lead the prisoners from the prison camp to the top of the city to clean up the battlefield. There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The first time I saw it, I thought it was Shura Hell.On the top of the city, there are densely packed corpses, some were shot to death by arrows, some were headless and footless, broken limbs and wreckage can be seen everywhere, it is a blessing to be able to keep the whole body.The gray and white city walls were stained with hot blood, and sometimes the blood could even form a shallow puddle.

If you see too much, you will become numb, because they are soldiers, and the shroud in horse leather is the highest honor.However, what is the crime of the people in Xingyuan City!

In the intense battle after the beginning of the new year, the people of Xingyuan City spontaneously cooked and washed for the soldiers, repaired the city walls, even demolished their own houses to defend the city, and donated a small amount of rations to support the army. All these were because, They want to keep their homeland.

They only want to protect the family and the place where they live for generations, so what crime are they doing!

Wrapped in a thick quilt, Wang Zimo felt cold all over her body. She was not as worried about the country and the people as Jiang Shangpei, but she still had a conscience. In other words, she was not used to enduring such suffering. She felt that since war was inevitable, , why not let the people of the Kingdom of Jin bear these sufferings.

Those who are not of my race must have a different heart, so they should be punished!

In the early morning of the second day, the group hurried on the road, and Wang Zimo had already calmed down. At least outsiders couldn't see the germinating seeds of revenge in her heart.Jiang Shangpei still had a face of worrying about the country, the people, suffering, great hatred and deep hatred. He was like a living dragon when he scolded the gold thief, and turned into a puddle of mud after he finished scolding.

Neither of them rode a horse today. One had a thigh injury and the other had a heart injury, so the others rode horses in rotation.After Wang Zimo heard about Xu Hu's news, he became more concerned about the journey, because the gold thief slaughtered the city for three days, and they only had a buffer period of three days, and the few Song soldiers left in Xingyuan Mansion were absolutely unreliable However, Wu Jie's army, which is still on the way, is also unreliable.

Counting days, today is the third day.

Originally, I planned to go to the post station to take a rest, but now I decided to cancel it.No one in the cavalry objected, because they all knew the importance of saving their lives.

The pressure turned into motivation, and everyone hurried to Jinzhou.

Jinzhou is a large city between Xingyuan Mansion and Xiangyang. It also faces the Kingdom of Jin directly. The city has a large number of soldiers, but there are no frequent wars between Xingyuan Mansion and Xiangyang. It is a relatively safe and important city on the Southwest Road of Beijing.

After a long journey, a short rest, and a continuous cycle, the people in the horse team were exhausted to the point of numbness, but the news of the fall of Xingyuan Mansion spread to the south dozens of times faster than their itinerary.

Chengdu Mansion, Xiangyang Mansion, Jiangling Mansion, and Jiankang Mansion. . .

Zhao Gou, who was drunk in Jiankang mansion, heard that Xingyuan mansion fell, [-] people in the city were massacred, Jin soldiers wanted to go down the Han River, and another [-] gold soldiers attacked Xiangyang. The luckiest prince in the late Northern Song Dynasty finally abandoned The beauty in his arms, the fine wine in his cup, led a large group of courtiers and fled in a hurry.

His destination is the same as Wang Zimo's - Lin'an Mansion.

The emperor fled south again, and the whole country was shocked. The news spread to Lin'an Mansion within a day.From the top to the bottom of Lin'an Mansion, from the officials to the common people, they all began to devote themselves vigorously to the upsurge of pick-up.

Chang Renzhi, as the county magistrate of Yanguan County, one of the two counties under the jurisdiction of Lin'an Prefecture, and the emperor's dragon boat passing through the canal, this is a heavy task. He has now taken control of Yanguan County, but he is still worried about this important task .

It is more appropriate to say that it is reception, rather than shelter.

Zhao Gou came here in a hurry, but no matter what, he was still an emperor, and there was no lack of pomp and regulation that should be there.Lin'an Mansion has not been repaired yet, the money and food have not been in place, all kinds of rare antiques, rare tributes from various places, where are the charming Jiangnan beauties?

Zhao Gou's decision this time will harm Lin'an Mansion and the surrounding wealthy areas.

"Miss, the Grandpa has ordered us merchants to go to the Ziwei Tower tomorrow to discuss the pick-up."

The news of the fall of Xingyuan Mansion, apart from Zhao Gou's shock, the people who moved from Xingyuan Mansion from Wang's other courtyard, and their mistress Lin Zhilan were even more impatient.It's just that at this time, the family is in chaos. If Wang Zimo escapes, she will always come back. If everyone in Caishengzhuang is buried in the city, then their family members will have to struggle to survive. Now, apart from taking care of the family business, nothing else can be done.

In a city of more than [-] people, [-] people were killed. This terrifying number made most people lose confidence in the survival of their families.

"Our family is not a merchant." Lin Zhilan flipped through the account books and said lightly.

Last time, Lin Zhilan fell ill when she heard that the war in Xingyuan Mansion was urgent. Discuss household registration issues.

"What the lady said is very true, but now, no matter if it is a merchant, a farmer, or a family of officials, they all get money to support the emperor." Zhang Fang said bluntly.

"Go with the housekeeper to Wangjiazhuang and ask the second master what he thinks. It's fine to pay money, but our family can't follow the rules of the merchant." Lin Zhilan said decisively.

A businessman with a humble family background will only be willing to degenerate if her brain is trapped by the door. Lin Zhilan has been in the Song Dynasty for two years, spent a lot of time in the market, dealt with the magistrate of the county, and experienced the oppression of such a powerful family as the Wang family. She is too aware of the importance of family background. sex.

The old parents in the previous life, great entrepreneurs, came here, and the whole sheep was fattened up by the government for slaughter.

Lin Zhilan went to Bao'er's room after reading the account book.

Now that Bao'er is over one year old, her chubby face has lost weight after weaning, and she wears thin clothes in hot weather, and she especially likes to be led around.Every time she sees the lively and lovely Bao'er, Lin Zhilan will temporarily forget the chaos outside and turn into a loving mother, who is completely different from the usual killing and killing.

Just one thing, Lin Zhilan was particularly worried, this is a fourteen-month-old baby, why can't she speak to others.

For this matter, Lin Zhilan asked Dr. Li to look at it more than once, but Dr. Li didn't see anything, only said that the smart child spoke late, but is it too late?