Volume 1 The Wind Rises in Xichuan Chapter 38 The Edict is Coming

In the fifth year of Taihe, in September, Zizheng.

Jiannan Road, Xichuan, Chengdu Mansion, Jiedu Embassy Mansion.

"Report!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched announcement from the house startled Zhang Yijun and Li Deyu immediately. From the side of the pavilion, he hurriedly rushed into the first marshal's mansion to pass the pass, holding three wooden tubes, kneeling under the pavilion on one knee, holding the wooden tube high above his head, and reported: "Dongchuan Zizhou emergency!" ”

The single feather wooden tube often conveys things related to local people's livelihood and taxes, while the double feather may be related to local military affairs, and the symbol of the three feathers can only be related to the imperial court. Considering that the wooden cylinder was passed from Jiannan Dongchuan Zizhou, I think it was handed out around yesterday's Shen Shi.

Li Deyu hurriedly walked out of the pavilion, took the wooden tube, opened it and hurriedly swept the inner report.

Li Gong ...... What does the presentation say? ”

"'The edict has passed Hanzhou, I think it will be ...... Chengdu before the noon'" Li Deyu breathed calmly, glanced at Zhang Yijun's eyebrows, and said softly: "The edict is coming!" ”

Tatsumasa.

Victoria, Barracks.

The Victorian barracks is located at the base of the Neiguo city wall, close to Yifang, and the distance from the stables is very close, and the barracks are filled with a strong smell of horses, and many soldiers have complained about such a design that was killed by the sky. Victoria's terrain is dangerous, which is not convenient for cavalry deployment, and the Tang army naturally did not bring many war horses when it entered the city, most of them were pack horses for transporting supplies.

Although Yang Zong, as Captain Guoyi, can theoretically live in the barracks and live in the general's mansion in the city, which was converted from a deserted private house, in order to sleep with the soldiers, he also needs to endure the smell of horses every night. Today, early in the morning, Yang Zong was smoked up as in the past, got up, freshened up, put on his armor and clothes, stuffed a piece of Hu cake in his mouth, and walked out of the barracks, and took two Wuwei soldiers to patrol in the direction of the Assassin's Mansion.

In recent days, the Tang army has conducted a comprehensive investigation of the household registration in the city, and due to the oppressive rule of the Tibetan people in the occupied southwestern Tang territory, the people's livelihood in the three counties of Victoria is extremely desolate. Many young and strong people fled to the Tang Territory at the risk of being tied up and killed, so most of the thousands of people in Victoria are old and weak, women and children. Although it seems that the Victorian assassin Shi Yu Zangjian is not very reliable, because he has served as the lieutenant of Huayin County, he is quite experienced, and after the famine in Victoria was quelled, order gradually recovered, while commerce began to recover slowly, and the relationship with the mixed bureaucrats in the state was also repaired well.

Outside the city, the Tibetan people set up camp, eyeing the tiger, but there was no movement for a long time, the city defense was abandoned for a long time, and many sections of the city wall had long been dilapidated. The state capital was in dire need of manpower, and while Yu Zangjian recruited many local people to serve as errands, the Tang army inevitably began to undertake the work of rebuilding the inner city and repairing the city defenses. And Yang Zong, as a chief, naturally has to take the lead, which is why he went to the Assassin Mansion early in the morning to assign tasks.

When Yang Zong led his troops to inspect the most lively streets and alleys in the state capital on weekdays, he found that the people in the market had also started their daily routine. This street traverses the east and west of Victoria, and you can walk along this street until you can get out of the fang, entering the north-south main road that the Tang army took when they entered the city, and opposite is the Li Fang where the Thorn Shifu is located next to an abandoned Taoist temple.

Between the green tiles and white walls, you can see abrupt horizontal cornices everywhere. The cars and horses are sparkling, the shops are also open, the shopkeeper has put up the banner in front of the door, and the morning sun is sprinkled on it, which is a little gorgeous. There are pawnshops, restaurants, small teahouses on both sides of the street, and even liquor shops that were strictly forbidden under the rule of Tubo have sprung up one by one, and I am afraid that they are all privately brewed.

Yang Zong knew that this day was probably just a repetition of the previous day, so he suddenly felt bored. But while wandering through the streets and alleys, he can feel a little interested. I involuntarily slowed down my pace, wanting to stay in the alley for a little longer.

"Master Jun, the green wave noodles that have just come out of the pot, can you try them?"

A young man who was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, his face was a little flushed because of the cold weather, and he was asking Yang Zong and his party timidly, but his expression was full of simplicity.

Yang Zong glanced back at the two soldiers behind him, and could see that neither of them was eating seriously, so he smiled and said to the young man: "One bowl per person, Yang is in for a treat!" ”

There is no oil star in the Qingbo noodles made by this family, Victoria is poor in resources, and the dispatch of materials in the city depends on the state capital near Tangjing, so there is naturally no meat, but Yang Zong and the two soldiers also eat very well.

Although Victoria is a small city, it is smaller than the city of Luzhou that Yang Zong once guarded, and it is naturally far less than the flowery Chengdu Mansion. Yet he was in this city, and somehow his affection for it had grown deeper over the course of a few days.

From the greeting of the people when he entered the city, he could really feel that not only him, but also many Tang army soldiers were needed by the people in the city. There is no intrigue in Chengdu here, and it seems to be far away from the party in the DPRK and China, and even now, there is no haze of war shrouding the four fields.

How long can this last?

Yang Zong sighed in his heart, but recalled the confession he signed and signed. He looked at the streets and alleys where pedestrians came and went, and the simple and unpretentious Victorian people felt a sense of sadness and guilt.

Yang Zong ate Qingbo noodles, wiped his mouth, left twice the copper coin, and rushed straight to the Assassin's Mansion with two soldiers.

Positive.

Jiannan Road, Xichuan, Chengdu Mansion, Da'anmen.

On this morning, the clouds accumulated in Chengdu Mansion and the drizzle was raining. Since the beginning of the hour, this light rain has been intermittently weaving, neither turning into a pouring rain, nor has the meaning of stopping, that is, it is quietly staggered like now, adding a hazy veil to the entire Chengdu Mansion.

Pedestrians in the city hold fluttering umbrella flowers, the flow of people in each square is much less, but the Qingqi Flower Building and Jingya Tea Shop in Biji Fang are a lot more lively than in the past, in this drizzly late autumn day, smell the refreshing tea fragrance, listen to the teaching workshop singing Bai Juyi, Liu Yuxi's new work, it is really full of enjoyment.

In the drizzle, the gates of Da'anmen were slowly opened.

In front of a team of armored cavalry, twenty guards wearing armored infantry marched through the Daanmen Street in Chengdu Prefecture with neat steps. In the center of the procession is surrounded by a horse and a car, the car driving system is gorgeous, Zhu liner, Baluan is in Heng, decorated with leather at the end of the Zhu, the left Jianhan, the right carries the halberd, the car has a Zhu quality canopy, and the seven Zhu Qizhan are on the car. In the front and back of the procession, there are several flag bearers holding flags to show their honor guards.

In addition to the four flags with the "Divine Policy" written on it, the rest of the red and yellow flags all declare the purpose of this team of cars to Chengdu Mansion - to announce the holy decree.

The car driver turned into Xuanhemen Street in the drizzle and the eyes of the crowd, and went straight to Jiande Fang, the guards of the fang had already learned the news that today's envoy was coming, and saw the car driver's guard of honor, so he immediately opened the door, and then knelt on the ground with a lance, let the car drive straight into the Yacheng, and drove to the gate of the Jiedu Embassy with the guard of the tooth soldiers.

The eunuch in the scarlet robe quickly dismounted, saying that it was a scarlet robe, but in fact, due to the rain, it looked dark red. He gently lifted the curtain of the carriage, but saw that the person sitting in the carriage did not respond, as if he was asleep, so he cautiously whispered a reminder.

"Father-in-law? Father-in-law of the enemy? It's time to get to the Shuaifu. ”

The people in the car finally seemed to be woken up, yawned, and then under the support of the scarlet-robed eunuch, holding a silk yellow silk roll, stepped out of the car.

This father-in-law's name is Qiu Shiliang, and he is close to knowing the destiny of heaven, and he is born with a long face, and the skin on his cheeks seems to have a thousand folds, hanging weakly, but his clothes are spotless, smooth and smooth as if they are in stark contrast to this person's face. This person has a sky-high black gauze crown on his head, a goldfish bag hanging from his waist, and he is a leading general in the right position, and he is in a high position. The fact that the imperial court chose this person to announce the decree shows the weight of this decree.

Surrounded by his entourage and scarlet-robed eunuchs, Qiu Shiliang slowly walked to the front gate of the Shuaifu, glanced left and right at the four guards of the palace with horizontal swords at their waists, raised the silk and yellow silk scrolls solemnly with his hands in front of his forehead, and said aloud in a very stingy voice:

"Message!"