Dream Hua Embers Records

After the trial of the riot case in the city was concluded, military reports from Hebei and Hebei came successively, and the two princes were not smooth in taking over the city.

The eldest prince Yan Chong encountered obstacles in Shizhou, and the guards of Shizhou stayed behind closed doors and refused to hand over the city. Yan Chong beheaded more than [-] members of his family under the city, but he remained unmoved.Yuan Jun had no choice but to attack by force.The two sides fought for seven days and seven nights, when Shizhou fell, Yan Chong ordered the massacre of the city.This massacre of the city, on the contrary, aroused the will of the people of Zhao State in the north of the Yangtze River to fight against the source. There were many disturbances in the cities that had been taken over, and uprisings and riots in the countryside also occurred one after another.

The second prince Yan Liang also encountered the same situation in Tangzhou, but he was more cautious, fortified the walls and cleared the country, surrounded without fighting, hoping to surrender without fighting, but in this way, the progress of the reception was faster than expected much slower.

Yan Qihao and Chong Wang Yan Luhu discussed in the middle of the night, and finally decided to send an urgent report of eight hundred miles back to Beijing, asking the emperor to send someone to support Yan Chong.On Daliang's side, after this chaos, I'm afraid there will be more chaos. The matter including property needs to be accelerated, and it can't be carried out slowly like it is now.It has been discussed many times before, but it has never been decided. Whether to send troops to take over Daliang City has been put on the table again...

As dawn broke, Yan Qihao, who hadn't slept all night, had already ordered an army of [-] iron kites and stepped into the Xisong Gate.

Dots of snow particles floated all over the sky, and there was a thick cloud lying across the eastern sky. The sunlight squeezed through the gaps in the clouds with difficulty, and dyed those snow particles into gold powder all over the sky.

Yan Qihao and Yan Luhu had finalized their plan and decided to send more troops into the city.The iron kite army entering the city this time is not involved in government affairs, but only maintains law and order and escorts supplies, so as to collect all the needed property as soon as possible.Although this matter is not dangerous, it is very complicated and laborious. Yan Qihao is a junior, so it is naturally inconvenient for the uncle to work, so he has to bear it by himself.

The day passed, and it was morning again.This time, Agu got up before dawn, if he woke up later than Yan Yin every day, it would be impossible to justify it.

Agu went to the kitchen to work for a while, and finally finished his breakfast. When he returned to the room, he saw Yan Yin woke up.

I saw Yan Yin kneeling on the bed, staring blankly at the table.The table is empty, nothing is there.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Yan Yin's eyes, but she didn't give up, and asked, "Have you cleared the table?"

"No, I just got up and went to make dinner."

"Last night... Father didn't come here?"

"No, the prince brought the iron kite army into the city yesterday morning. We can't let them bully us for nothing. If we kill one of us, we will let them spit out all the profits! Just wait and see. Well, the iron kite army will take all their things away, and the Qing Palace may not even be able to hold them!" Agu was very excited, and his mouth was flying.

Yan Yin was very lonely: "Father didn't send anyone over?"

"No..." Agu took the opportunity to persuade, "You'd better take some medicine, or let me see the wound, in case something happens to the wound, it's not a joke."

Yan Yin pursed her lips, shook her head vigorously, and stopped talking.

The gold, silver and table satin have been emptied, and all the books have been left out of the city. Now there are suburban ritual objects, Buddhist robes, brine books, crowns, Chengyu, eight treasures, nine tripods, chariots, rhinoceros, precious jade, and colored glaze. , medicine stones, paints, hats, musical instruments, opera instruments, and chess and games...even the secretary's provincial documents and Guozijian printing boards are not kept.The imperial army, bodyguards, eunuchs, and Baojias in Daliang City... all acted as servants of the Yuan army, inventorying, packing, and transporting... day and night.And those iron kite soldiers in black armor stood majestically at every intersection, like sharp knives out of their sheaths, so that every time the people of Daliang passed by, they would tiptoe and hold their breath, not daring to commit lightly.

In Daliang City, the businesses and shops are closed, and there is no more commotion in the market.More and more small people cannot eat three meals a day, so they can only rely on the porridge fields around the walls to satisfy their hunger.There was nothing to buy in Daliang City, and every household guarded their only savings, hoping to survive this catastrophe.As for those shops that were looted, those treasures in the big house, they are gone as soon as they are gone. fog color.

In the past few days, the weather has been bad, either snowing or windy, even if there is no wind or snow, there is no sun.

Yan Qihao's mood has always been gloomy. Although the affairs of Gen Kuo have been going smoothly these few days, he is busy every day and has no choice. He is worried about Yan Yin's injury, but he has no time to go out of the city to visit her. .

Yan Qihao led a group of people through the Xuande Gate and entered Zhao's palace.

The dharma chariots, brine books, and ceremonial guards that were displayed under the verandah when I entered the palace last time have been cleared away, and there are still faint traces on the ground, which is covered with a thin layer of snow, looking desolate and desolate.

Yan Qihao went straight to the Wencui Pavilion in the southeast corner of the palace, where there were all the calligraphy and paintings of the former dynasty collected in the Forbidden City.Xiao Huangmen of more than a dozen book art bureaus counted and packed the calligraphy and paintings one by one lightly, and from time to time, they whispered something to the Yuanbing who was in charge of holding the inventory, with a docile and peaceful expression.This peaceful and harmonious scene made Yan Qihao startled, it seemed... It was different from what he had imagined, the pavilion was filled with a demure and elegant atmosphere, which made people's breathing slow down.

Yan Qihao was well aware of the preciousness of these calligraphy and paintings, so he called the leading Yuan soldiers, gave them detailed instructions for a long while, and then led them away in a hurry, heading for the Tianyin Pavilion in the southeast corner of the palace.There, Yan Yin's favorite Ru kiln porcelain is stored, and it is also Zhao Suzong's favorite secret collection.

Pushing open the gate of Tianyin Pavilion, a ray of light slanted into the darkness, and there was a light blue shimmering light all over the place, as if the spring water in March had been condensed and turned into jade tablets, which were piled up here.The subtle and introverted streamer in that place forced the dim sunlight outside the door to lose its color.

Yan Qihao was startled for a moment, then took a closer look, it turned out that the ground was covered with pieces of broken magnetism, and the ground was broken and the sky was blue after the rain!There is nothing on the red sandalwood shelves around.

Yan Qihao only felt dizzy for a while, the city has been broken for more than a month, and there are countless belongings, there has never been such a thing that would rather be broken than whole.

"Who did it?!" Yan Qihao shouted in a deep voice.

The dozen or so little yellow men standing in the pavilion all knelt down, but did not speak.

"My lord, when we came, it was like this." A soldier of origin stepped forward and replied softly.

"It's me." The voice was clear, and from behind the screen, a man in Dao costume with white hair and childlike face came out.

In the censers on the four walls, bursts of aloes fragrance were strong, and the pale smoke lingered, covering the man's face into a blur, as if there was a trace of immortality.

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