Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

Su Qingchi followed the man into the tent, lowering his eyes along the way, secretly taking in the surrounding situation quietly.

The light inside the tent was dimmer than the outside. There were black leather crossbows and sheepskin water bags hanging on the wall, and the desk in the center of the tent was covered with irregular sheepskin. There was nothing special about these arrangements, but it made Su Qingchi feel short of breath. Smooth, slightly depressing.

The man sat on the chair behind the desk, his expression didn't move, he half-closed his eyes and looked him up and down. After a while, he moved, but he just put his right leg on his left leg and changed into a more comfortable position.

"What orders does Mr. Qian have?" Su Qingchi spoke respectfully, but faintly alienated.

The man held his chin with one hand, and moved a finger casually on his chin. Hearing this, he just nodded his head inexplicably, but did not make any unnecessary movements. His gaze was still wrapped around Su Qingchi like a snake, telling Su Qingchi to hide in the dark. He frowned.

"Lord Qian." Su Qingchi reminded him again, his face was cold, and there was no trace of impatience.

"Okay." The other party finally stood up, walked towards Su Qingchi with slow steps, and immediately stopped in front of him.

The distance between the two was only half a step away. Su Qingchi took a step back quietly, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, waiting for orders. There was no difference between his behavior. From the perspective of others, his every move was respectful. Respect, but the man just hooked the corner of his mouth.

"Zhao Suyang?" The man tilted his head and walked around Su Qingchi leisurely and slowly, his eyes still stuck to Su Qingchi.

"Yes." Su Qingchi's voice was clear and unambiguous.

The man let out a meaningful cry, walked around behind Su Qingchi, his eyes slowly moved down from his shoulders along the line of Su Qingchi's side body, and stopped on the upright and round body that was tightly covered by the coarse military uniform, lingered a few times, and laughed He was even more concerned, then he closed his eyes, untied the horsewhip around his waist and held it in his hand, and leisurely tapped his shoulder with the end of the horsewhip, as if he was thinking about something, and walked towards Su Qingchi.

"Before being incorporated into the green battalion, did you live in the capital?"

"Yes." Su Qingchi frowned, a little confused about what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

The other party seemed very satisfied with his answer, nodded, and said seemingly unintentionally, "I also stayed in the capital for half a month."

Su Qingchi felt inexplicably tense.

Since leaving the capital, consciously or not, Su Qingchi has been avoiding everything related to the capital, the people, things, things, and everything there.

Su Qingchi clenched his fist slightly, then let go, his face was full of unhappiness.

The man didn't pay attention to his silence, and the whip in his hand slid from Su Qingchi's shoulder to his chest.

Su Qingchi's eyebrows twitched, "Master Qian, if there is nothing else..."

"The capital city is really a good place, rich and elegant..." The other party cut off Su Qingchi's words, and the corner of his mouth raised a small arc, "A stunning beauty."

The light in Su Qingchi's eyes flickered for just a moment, but the man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Do you like to listen to operas? I heard that there is a Boss Wei in the capital, who is unparalleled in beauty , as soon as "Rolling Tower" was released, he became popular all over the capital, and everyone in the capital knew Wei San, and the dignitaries even rushed to him."

The Boss Wei mentioned by the other party was referring to that Wei Changsheng. In the history books, there was a saying that "Wei Changsheng entered the capital at the age of Jiawu, and he was famous in the capital. One hundred, if you don't know Wei San for a while, you can't be a human being." According to the records, the degree of Wei Changsheng's favor in Beijing can be seen. How could Su Qingchi not know about such a stunning and beautiful person?

But, what does this person mean by these words?After a lot of thought, Su Qingchi had already guessed a few points, his heart sank, his fingernails stuck into his palm, and he pressed his lips tightly.

The man still said to himself, "Everyone says that Boss Wei is unparalleled in the world, but I don't think so. Before Boss Wei, there was Boss Su from Xicilou. Anyone who has passed him is fascinated, and the curtain hanging from the sky allows me to have a glimpse of the true face of a beauty, it is really very fortunate."

Su Qingchi's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, his face was clear and cold, but there was a dark tide in his body.

The chin was gently lifted by the end of the horsewhip, and the corner of the other party's mouth was smiling, "If it wasn't for the different names, and that Boss Su is said to have passed away, I almost thought..."

The man smiled, as if he had admired the expression on Su Qingchi's face enough, he let go, "Hehe, there's nothing wrong here, I'm just a nostalgic person, well, go down."

This was the case for several days in a row. When everyone was digging trenches and sweating profusely, Mo Dan would call him into the tent, and he would stay for half a day, or talk to him nonsense, or let him stand in the tent, I sat on the chair behind the desk and stared straight at it.There was a lot of chatter outside the tent, the tent rattled in the wind, horseshoes rattled, patrolling soldiers marched in unison, soldiers who violated military regulations in the distance were screaming with sticks, and a few people nearby passed by the tent, chatting with each other. The ears were laughing and chatting, everything was clear to the ears, however, the tent was always dead silent.

During those half a month or so, Su Qingchi clearly noticed the abnormal look in the eyes of the people, either obscene or contemptuous, and the few people around him who used to be called brothers also had different attitudes towards him. Some people would secretly treat him He laughed, and there was an unbearable lust in his smile. When someone passed by him, he would give him a bad mouthful. The third child who talked to him the most saw him now, and his eyes were also evasive.

Su Qingchi smiled, a trace of bitterness flashed across the tip of his tongue, he was a group of people with no relatives and no reason, what else could he ask for?Expecting that one of them would stand by his side and pat him on the shoulder and say "it's okay"?

It's one thing not to expect, but the reality still makes Su Qingchi a little sad.

Su Qingchi looked at the gray and gloomy sky, and his thoughts wandered. There should be such a person in his impression. No matter how others looked at him or talked about him, there was always someone behind him to help him.

Heh, Su Qingchi smiled wryly, when did he become so hypocritical?

As expected, the sky was gloomy, and it sank quickly, and then a loud rumbling sound exploded in the sky, and immediately the cold wind and rain continued unscrupulously for five days.The rain was so heavy that people couldn't open their eyes. The people in the trenches were now in the mud, busy digging ditches and draining water. They were so busy that the overwhelming mud drowned out everyone's abuse.

What are you scolding?He scolded the officials for their inhumanity, treated the soldiers as human beings, and ate the sour food left over from the soldiers of the Eight Banners. , It's useless, when it comes to war, you will only sharpen your head and hide in the crotch of the girls...

"Damn, the water is flooding over again."

"Call it, call it, what's it called, don't dig it fast."

"It drove me into a hurry, and blasted the entire camp clean with one cannonball."

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After a heavy rain, everything is waiting to be done.

Part of the grain and grass had been soaked in water, so the dry rice turned into gruel, and gravel and grass clippings could often be eaten in the hard steamed buns.Seeing the roaring and cursing of the crowd, Su Qingchi just twirled the grass clippings, ate up the porridge as usual, satiated himself, what should he do, he was already exhausted for the past month It's tiring to even look at your eyelids, and you don't have the strength to shout.

A few days after the rainy season, the trenches had been dug, and Su Qingchi and others went to the ground.

The tent was very simple, with twenty people squeezed into one common bunk, it was extremely crowded, but there was finally a place to shelter from the wind and rain. That night, Su Qingchi took a steamed bun and finished eating, then returned to the tent early, when the horn blew outside, He collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. He hadn't had a good night's sleep in the whole month, and when he touched the bed at this time, the deep tiredness overwhelmed him, and he fell into a long and deep sleep effortlessly. .

Mo Dan still called Su Qingchi to the camp every day in front of everyone, as if he wanted to make Su Qingchi miserable.

Su Qingchi suddenly found it ridiculous. At this moment, he would rather shed blood on the battlefield, even if the corpse was trampled by the enemy's horseshoes, than to continue such absurd entanglement with these people.

Seeing that Su Qingchi ignored him in public, the other party became more interested, and immediately said, "Are you trying to disobey the military order?"

"May I ask Mr. Qian, what is the military order?" Su Qingchi sneered, "If Mr. Qian ordered me to go to the battlefield, I would not complain at all. Is the battlefield a joke? Since I have come to join the army, I will do my best I'm here to fight, not to be idle... Among you, there may be a gray-haired old father, or an old woman who is blind from crying, or a daughter-in-law who is hopeful that her heart will be broken, or there may be an ignorant cry Son of a cry, I don't believe that you are here just for fun... Lord Grim drunk lying on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times, if you see the blood river with thousands of compatriot corpses floating in front of you, how many people can still laugh Come out? Maybe you and I will still be brothers in the chaotic bones in the near future."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was complete silence around him.

Su Qingchi didn't know how everyone reacted, and he didn't know it psychologically. Maybe someone else died on the battlefield, and some people would cry for him. He died, but there was nothing, because he had already sealed the coffin and buried it half a year ago. up.

However, since then, the attitudes of the people around him have changed, and Modan has not come to him again. It seems that peace has been restored in the barracks, but this peace was soon broken by bursts of urgent horns.

Su Qingchi woke up in the chaos, opened his eyes, the flames outside the tent were blazing, there were messy footsteps everywhere, light and shadow overlapped, and it was chaotic, someone held a torch and shouted loudly, "Night attack by local soldiers! The soldiers attacked at night!!"

There was already chaos outside the camp. Looking from a distance, the camp was full of fire shadows, and random arrows were flying freely in the air. Before Su Qingchi could recover, he heard the noise and avoided it. The place he had just stood was gone. Impressively, a feathered arrow was inserted, and the arrow sank an inch into the ground.In the chaotic air, Su Qingchi heard his own heartbeat, beating vigorously, and there was a surge in his body, surging in his internal organs, and he vaguely felt that he was clenching the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Quick! Enter the trench!" Su Qingchi yelled, stepping on the arrows all over the ground, his figure quickly disappeared into the night mixed with arrows flying across the sky.

There was a loud noise in the distance, and the ground under his feet shook. Suddenly, a gust of hot wind mixed with the smell of gunpowder rushed towards his face, and the smoke of war spread rapidly on the mountain ridges around the camp.

Arrows fly and arrows fly, soldiers meet each other, gunfire clashes, and the originally quiet night is suddenly dyed scarlet. There are shouts of killing, wailing, clashing of swords, arrows and crossbows everywhere. Everything comes so suddenly that people are caught off guard.

Su Qingchi found that his fingers were trembling, and his heart was tightly clenched and clenched, but his mind was very clear, never before. He knew that he had already put his life on the gambling table, Lose or win, only in an instant.

The war lasted until dawn, and after the soldiers were repelled, the surrounding area of ​​the camp was devastated. Dozens of corpses were scattered on the ground, arrow feathers inserted obliquely, dried blood, billowing smoke, and gunpowder in the air The burning smell lingers for a long time.Numbly, everyone counted the number of casualties on their side. The trenches dug before were now filled with the corpses of the trench diggers.

Su Qingchi looked at the stumped limbs and arms buried in the sand, and suddenly felt that life was nothing more than this, no matter how many great achievements, how many loves and hatreds, in the end, a handful of loess will cover them all up.

He should be glad that he is still standing on the loess.

If one day, he could cover up the wind with a handful of dust, that would be his good fortune.

This night attack seemed to be just a prelude, and more sneak attacks followed, every time they were hit and run, but every time they disturbed the entire barracks, it was like a tug-of-war.

Facing a sneak attack for the first time, everyone will inevitably panic, but if encountering a sneak attack has become a common occurrence, even if you want to panic, you can't panic.

During that time, every soldier's energy seemed to be focused on waiting for the sneak attack and repelling the sneak attack soldiers, and the slightest disturbance around them could draw the entire barracks to alert.

This tug-of-war went on and on for three months. After the Jinchuan native soldiers finally retreated after more than a dozen surprise attacks, the entire western Sichuan region had already entered winter.

The weather was as cold as it said, and the cold wind was blowing, cutting everyone's faces like thin knives. The bonfire in the barracks was blown up and down, and the camp flags on both sides of the tent were rattling, as if they would be scratched at any time.

The third child came in from outside the tent, stomping his feet from the cold, rubbing his palms, his ordinary face was chapped, and the tip of his nose was red. He first took a mouthful of hot water, and then exhaled freely.

"Hey, did you hear that Little Jinchuan has been captured, and half of the people in each camp will be drawn to attack Big Jinchuan."

Su Qingchi has also heard about this matter, this place is not far from the Great Jinchuan, and the other side just captured the Little Jinchuan, so here is the news.

Previously, the imperial court dispatched more than [-] Manchurian soldiers from Jilin, Yili, Heilongjiang, Sauron and other places to garrison Manchuria, and added more than [-] soldiers from the Green Battalion from various provinces and the soldiers from Sichuan. , the troops were divided into three groups, the south route was Mingliang chieftain as the deputy general, Fude was the counselor, and attacked Meinuo; the west route was Agui as the general and Sebuteng Baljur as the counselor, attacking Ekeshi and Dimuda , Brown Guozong; Beilufeng was promoted to deputy general, Hailancha was appointed as the counselor minister, and attacked Chuo Sijiabu, and the rest of the troops were scattered in the back road Liangtai.

At the end of October 38, Living Buddha Zhangjia stated that "as early as the 21st, as late as the 27th, or 29th are all auspicious days, and the attack can quickly win the whole province." After regaining the Ekeshi official village, the Qing army was like a broken bamboo, and defeated Xiaojinchuan in one fell swoop.

After taking Xiaojinchuan, Agui took advantage of the high morale and divided his troops into three groups, all the way as a containment. The rest of the troops crossed Mengbi Mountain and marched straight to the main battlefield of the entire Jinchuan campaign-Dajinchuan.

Su Qingchi thought about it for a while, and made a decision in his heart, "Is the list finalized?"

"It's said above that voluntary is the best, hey, he doesn't even think about it, who can voluntarily do such a life-threatening thing?" The third child went on and on.

Su Qingchi lifted the curtain and was about to go out, but the third child grabbed him, "Sier, don't you want to..."

"If I go, your chances of being drawn will be smaller."

Everyone blushed when they heard what he said, and the third child was also a little embarrassed when he heard his promising words just now, "Si Er, we were blind before and listened to nonsense from outsiders and misunderstood you, you We all heard what we said that day. The brothers are all rough people, and they don’t know a lot of big characters. There is one life."

"Third brother is right." The fifth brother said, looking at the other brothers in the tent, then at Su Qingchi, hesitantly said, "Fourth brother, in the past few months, we have seen life and death , Brothers are all life-threatening friendships, so I won’t hide some words, anyone can go this time, but you can’t.”

Su Qingchi was a little puzzled, waiting for the fifth child to continue.

The fifth child stammered, "Master Qian... is our soldier's brother-in-law."

"So what?" Su Qingchi frowned.

"Fourth brother, you haven't been here for long, so you probably don't know about this person, this person..." The fifth child seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale, "It's too scary."