"Ahh Liu Yu listened to Hu Sanxing's account, his expression was stunned, Boyan's envoy entered the city through the east gate, and was in the Shuaisi Yamen at the moment, but he did not come to persuade him to surrender, but wanted to redeem the corpses of the dozens of Mongols who died in battle.

For these corpses, Liu Yu is indispensable, in his mind, the dead Tartar is a good Tartar, and it is the best to exchange it for some money. It's just that this head is to be used as a military merit, and if he takes it like this, he is a little unsure whether it will chill the hearts of the soldiers.

"In this way, if Taishou agrees, now I will go to the army Sima to register, and after passing the head, I will take it and hand it over to the Tartars, how about it?" After listening to Liu Yu's question, Hu Sanxing thought about it and came up with such an idea.

"That's it, but this ransom still has to be negotiated, in addition to money and goods, there is also a certain condition, if the messenger can agree, if not, there is no need to talk about it again, but also to ask for a hard trip, so wait here."

Liu Yu's conditions are also very simple, he asked Boyan to let a few of his people out of the city and go to the border of Yangzhou, Jiangbei. As for what to do, he can also tell him bluntly, that is, to ask for reinforcements, in fact, to get in touch with Li Tingzhi's troops who have been stationed in Guabu in Zhenzhou on the other side, so that they can coordinate the actions of the two armies through the guò walkie-talkie.

Of course, these people will go to Yangzhou first, and then go around Zhenzhou, in order to confuse the enemy, and whether the plan can be carried out can only depend on the will of God. Originally, Liu Yu could go through the guò portal by himself, but he basically didn't know Li Tingzhi, and he couldn't be sure if it was safe, so he didn't want to take risks.

When Hu Sanxing came back again, Liu Yu knew that the matter had been negotiated, and he had to say that Boyan was really rich, and the price of each corpse was 100 gold, which was several thousand gold. Liu Yu doesn't want to pay any money, it has to be real money, it's too late today, and the time is also agreed to be tomorrow during the day.

"It's really dangerous today, Taishou, I ask you to tell you, you are the commander of the first army, and you must not do this risky thing again." Seeing the war report sent in the yamen of the system, Wang Lixin and the others were apprehensive, whether it was the loss of the city gate or the death of Liu Yu, it was unacceptable, so Hu Sanxing mentioned it to him.

"In a hurry, there was no way to think about the situation at that time, it was indeed Liu's, and everyone was worried." Liu Yu knew that the old man was for his good, and he didn't explain, so he happily admitted his mistake, Hu Sanxing just nodded, and then turned the topic to Yuan Hong's injury.

The matter at the north gate is almost over, Liu Yu and Hu Sansheng rode to the Ci'en Bureau, Yuan Hong was just a simple bandage under the city that day, and he was sent directly here, just entered the courtyard gate, and found that it was full of people, and there were a lot of injured people sent today, and the hospital was overcrowded, and it was impossible to live.

Yuan Hong was injured internally, he was spitting blood from his mouth after being hit hard, and after some treatment, he had woken up, Liu Yu saw his pale and bloodless face, so he could only hold his hand tightly and comfort him softly. This kind of internal bleeding, in ancient times, there was no way to take photos and open surgery, basically only by nourishment, this is not a short time.

After receiving assurances that there was indeed no danger to his life, Liu Yu ordered Yuan Hong to be sent back to his home in the city in a soft sedan chair, and sent a doctor to follow him in case of accidents. sent Yuan Hong away with the deacon in the courtyard, and Lao Langzhong complained to him about his suffering.

"Taishou, the beds in the hospital have been used up, and some more people were treated by sending some of the lighter wounded soldiers away today. But as you can see, there are still wounded soldiers who can only live under the porch, or even in the courtyard, and this matter is still too much to consider. ”

Liu Yu was also a little nerve-wracking when he heard this, in order to settle the hungry people, the places that could be used in the city had been used, and now there was no vacancy available except for the palace in the north of the city, he looked at Hu Sanxing, who came with him, Hu Sanxing thought for a while, and said.

"There is really no other way, it is better to inform the people in the city on the radio that there are those who are willing to accept the wounded and give some food and rice, and it is not known where they will go." The method given by Hu Sansheng made Liu Yu's eyes shine, isn't this what the Red Army did when it was based in the base area, the military and the people are in the water, this can be had.

"Good idea, let Yinghong broadcast tomorrow, the soldiers are injured for the people, and they deserve to be sheltered by the people, I believe that the people of Jiankang are conscious." Accidentally, another modern word popped out of Liu Yu's mouth, but fortunately, Hu Sanxing and the others didn't pay attention, and both of them nodded.

The plan has been decided, the two left from the Ci'en Bureau, Liu Yu wanted to rush back to the palace to write a script for tomorrow's broadcast, and Hu Sanxing returned to Shuai Si to resume his life, and the two broke up on the street in front of the palace and walked away.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the mansion, Liu Yu saw the pheasant slave, she was leaning on the back of a tree and humming a song, Liu Yu tiptoed over, and unexpectedly patted her shoulder, and as a result, the little Lori put Liu Yu to the ground with a short leg sweep.

"Ouch, it's me." was hurt by the buttocks, Liu Yu hurriedly shouted loudly, the pheasant slave had already spread his legs in a staggered step, holding a sharp blade in his hand, hearing his voice, he hurriedly put away his weapon and helped Liu Yu up.

"You sang very well today, when did Sister Hong teach you, I don't know?" Seeing Xiao Lori standing in front of her with low eyebrows, Liu Yu's reproachful words also turned around.

The pheasant raised his head in surprise, his eyes glowing, and he looked very happy. Thinking back to what she had just done, she was a little embarrassed, her expression changed a few times, Liu Yu patted her helmet funny, and walked straight to her room.

In Jiankang City in mid-April, the weather was already a little hot, and along the Qinhuai River that runs through the city, many women took advantage of the cool morning to wash clothes with wooden basins early. After a while, the river was filled with the sound of chatter, and all sorts of gossip scattered along the women's bickering.

There are many small buildings along the riverside, each downstairs is a small yard, only to the place facing the street, there will be a large building of high-rise buildings, here is the so-called "the area of the wind and the moon, the place where the gold powder gathers" of the rouge lane, the continuous war still has some impact, the whole alley is quiet, not like the hustle and bustle of the car and horse after the luxury of the night in the past.

A small building near the river, only two stories high, the small courtyard downstairs can only be used for a carriage to park into, the courtyard door is closed, and a thin wooden plaque without any decoration at the door has the word "Guan Sui" written on it.

Under the balcony facing the river, a screen window was pushed open, revealing a delicate face without powder, long green silk scattered on the shoulder, a pair of blurred eyes seemed to be awake, looking at the scenery outside the window, lightly opened the lips and sang a five-word quatrain.

"Embroidered tired under the south window, I fell asleep and thought about urging. The red sun passed over the wall, and the breeze came in. The dream is lost in the butterfly, and the barren clouds are separated from Chutai. Feel the incense wisps there, and the empty room is dusty. ”

A little girl dressed as a servant girl came in with a copper basin, and when she saw her appearance, she couldn't help but shake her head. Placing the basin with hot water on the wooden shelf, she turned to the bedside and picked up a cloak, and walked over to put it on her.

"Now is the time when the breeze comes in, sister, your body is so weak, you can't help it, can't you wait until the red sun passes over the wall before going to stand by the window." There was a hint of resentment in the servant's tone, as if she was the one who was the biggest.

"You Nizi, you actually say it so narrowly, and you have made great progress." The woman was amused by the maidservant, her eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and her charm was infinite, and even the little girl who had been with her for a long time could see her eyes straight.

The woman proudly pinched the little face of the servant, walked to the wooden frame, stretched out her slender hand, picked up a handful of hot water and poured it on her face, and massaged it with her fingers. The maidservant held a cotton towel on the side, and when she was done, she helped her wipe the water stains off her face.

After washing her face, the woman went to the bedside to change into a floor-length dress, and did not comb her hair, but only took a headline and pulled it loosely, letting it fall to the back of her head. There was a bookcase under the window outside the bedroom, and the woman stood in front of it to melt a piece of loose ink, slowly grinding it in the inkstone.

"Sister, do you still want to practice today?" The maidservant who had cleaned up the goods came in and hung the curtain on the golden hook beside her, so that the light in the room would be brighter.

"Hmm." The woman replied vaguely, picked up the ink-glued Kanto Liaowei pen, and wrote it on a supplementary Xue Tao note on the bookcase. The maidservant picked up a jade lion paperweight, helped her hold the paper, and tilted her head to watch her girl write.

The woman writes in thin gold letters, the handwriting is graceful and straight, the pen is fluttering and fast, and it is very beautiful under the light, and in a short time, the whole paper is full. The woman put the pen on the purple stone pen shelf, picked up the paper and blew on it, then picked it up and put it in front of her eyes to look at it carefully.

"Smoke billowing singing hero sister, you don't write a poem, it's a little familiar, wait for me to think about it, oh, this is the words of last night's song." The maidservant raised her head and looked suddenly realized.

The woman didn't answer her, hummed a few words softly, then walked to the piano platform, played a few times at random on a guqin, felt that there was no note, she raised her slender hand and gently stroked it, the strings moved, it turned out to be the prelude to the song.

After the prelude, the corners of the woman's lips moved slightly, and a clear note flowed out, which was exactly the same as what the pheasant slave sang that night, but the tone was a little tactful, not as high-pitched as the pheasant slave. After singing the song, the woman suddenly stood up, her face a little more annoyed.

"No, it's not like that, what's wrong." The woman thought hard for a long time, her eyes skimmed the guqin, and suddenly she thought of something.

"What did you just say on that radio today?"

"Oh, the government wants the people in the city to help, there are too many wounded people to live in the mercy bureau, the people have voluntary recipients, and they will give three liters of rice a day." The maidservant thought about it, this was a very early broadcast, and her own girl hadn't gotten up yet.

"Hurry up, let's go to the government office." The woman commanded the maidservant, and her eyes flowed, and she was full of brilliance.