Fang Xiaoliu raised his head suddenly, took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed a jar from the package, and then hugged it in his arms and said, "Daddy, let's go see my sister." ”

After that, Xiao Liu walked south with the jar. Although Huaixi is called Huaixi, in Ningling, it is indeed in the south.

Fang Qifo breathed a sigh of relief, but Wang Yin grabbed a package and was about to stop Xiao Liu. Fang Qifo hurriedly stopped Wang Yin, which meant that now was not the time to shout at the little six girls, so let's interrupt the girl's train of thought in two hours.

Wang Yin wanted to cry without tears, Fang La's ash jar was contained in his package, and the jar that Fang Xiaoliu grabbed was Wang Yin's night pot.

As for Wang Yin carrying something like a night pot with him, Fang Qifo attributed it to a quirk.

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The Nanxing Division purchased farms in remote locations in Zhongmu, Xiangfu, Qingcheng, Chicang, Baisha, Fangsheng, Banqiao and other places, and many soldiers of the Tianci Army hid in those farms, and most of the horses they brought were hidden in Baisha Town.

Baisha Town was originally one of the strongholds of the Nanxing Division, and now in Baisha Town, seven out of ten people are members of the Heavenly Alliance, and it is easy to keep it secret.

Tian Shiyi was concerned by many people at this time, and he couldn't go to these places to visit his soldiers, so he had to swagger straight to Bianliang. Now there are only about thirty guards and a big boat with him.

There were already nearly 3,000 Tianci soldiers lurking in Bianliang City, and countless headhunters, ruffians, official servants, and even low-level military attachés guarding the city gates had been sold. Buying people does not have to buy big officials, those little people with very low status sometimes play a much greater role than those big officials.

Approaching Qingcheng, Tian Shiyi's boat was stopped by the people from the Tokyo Shipping Envoy Si Yamen. There's no reason to let you go. Tian Shiyi was also obedient, and the big boat stopped on the shore, as if waiting for something.

In the evening, Zhang Youliang, a close associate of the chief owner of the shipping envoy Si Yamen, suddenly broke into Tian Shiyi's ship. A group of people were extremely unreasonable, saying that this canal was opened by their family, and such a big boat was walking on the river, and they did not see any filial piety.

Since someone invited this gang of scoundrels to drink tea, Zhang Youliang saw that there was no one around, and knelt in front of Tian Shiyi with a "plop" of tears, tears in his eyes, and he choked up and called "Brother Eleven".

Tian Shiyi helped Zhang Tuanjie, who was alias Zhang Youliang, up, and looked at him with relief, but he thought in his heart: These "puppies" are all out of the way......

Zhang Youliang and his entourage took the fraudulent thirty copper coins and left, and Tian Shiyi's boat finally quieted down. Tomorrow, the big ship will continue to set sail for Bianliang, but Tian Shiyi has become a rich boy and entered Bianliang City by land.

According to Zhang Tuanjie, the shipping envoy Si Yamen had always been under the control of Zhu Mian, and at this time he had set up a position in front of him. Although he didn't dare to do anything to Tian Shiyi, he made up his mind to let Brother Eleven lose face once.

There is also good news, Zhang Tuanjie is doing well in the shipping of the Yamen, and now nearly ten percent of the shipowners, boatmen and various miscellaneous servants in the Yamen are from the Beixing Division.

There is no way, Bianliang was operated by the Beixing Division at the beginning, although the Beixing Division has developed further north at this time, but these boaters can't go further north. Because it is the world of horses, the skills of the ship are almost useless.

The number of people in the fleet of the Si Yamen seems to be small, but in fact it is already a formidable force. Tokyo Bianliang is not only the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, but also the political, economic, military and cultural center of the Song Dynasty, with more than 1.5 million residents in the city, and if you add those forbidden troops, I am afraid it has exceeded 2 million.

Most of the annual grain and millet for two million people have to be transported from the southeast, Jingdong and other roads, and in addition to the fleet directly under the shipping envoy Si Yamen, many private fleets will also be mobilized to participate in the transportation, if Zhang Tuanjie's manpower suddenly strikes, the river transportation will immediately become a mess, although the grain and rice consumption of Bianliang City can support a long time, but it will fall into chaos in a few days if the transportation is not smooth.

This is just a strike, if it is chaotic, the consequences are unimaginable, this is already a force enough to destabilize the country.

Tian Shiyi took more than ten people and hired a slightly gorgeous carriage to slowly move in the direction of Bianliang. Horses can't be ridden, the horses of the Tianci Army are all war horses, and riding into Bianliang is tantamount to telling others their identities in a clear way. The horses had been secretly sent to White Sands by this time, and the soldiers of the Heavenly Army would take turns practicing their riding skills in a very secluded place. It is always necessary to train to be a mounted infantryman without seeking to be trained immediately as a mounted infantryman.

In his previous life, he had seen the Qingming Shanghe map, and heard a lot about the prosperity and majesty of Bianliang City, and Tian Shiyi was looking forward to the scene that was about to be presented in front of his eyes.

Since the city naturally has a city wall, Tian Shiyi can imagine that the city wall of Bianliang City must be very high, very thick, and very strong. But he never thought that it was not like a wall at all, but like a big mountain, a large dark cloud, which pressed on people's eyes and hearts like clouds and sun.

Except for Wang Jin, everyone's throats and eyes "gurgled". God, how could that be a city? Compared with Bianliang City, whether it is Zhoushan or Shuangyu, it is really pitiful.

As we get closer, the sense of oppression becomes stronger.

Tian Shiyi quietly raised the third-generation "not too dizzy" brand telescope and carefully inspected all the details of this giant city.

The corner towers on the city wall are stacked on top of each other, looking solemn and majestic, and there are soldiers patrolling back and forth on the city wall. At a glance from afar, it felt like I might be pressed down by a large dark cloud at any time, and the sense of oppression intensified.

Under the reflection of the sunlight, a little cold light seemed to flash somewhere, and Tian Shiyi hurriedly turned his head not too dizzy through the telescope. For the first time in his life, Tian Shiyi saw the legendary Eight Bull Crossbow.

It is rumored that the eight-bull crossbow requires 30 people to load the crossbow, and the firing range is as high as 1,550 meters, and the effective firing range can also reach more than 550 meters, but I don't know if it's true or not. If it's true, if this thing can be improved and mass-produced with a large amount of equipment, I'm afraid it will be able to unify the whole world.

Putting down his head and not getting dizzy, but the telescope was still a little dizzy, Tian Shiyi looked at the majestic giant city that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but have endless doubts. How could such a huge city, with more than 500,000 forbidden troops and countless grains, grasses and ordnance, be broken by the Jinren?

Oh, by the way, Bianliang City has never been breached. Yes, the people rushed in through the open city gate, and it was only the hearts of the Song Dynasty royalty and those weak civil and military ministers who were attacked.

At this time, the Song Dynasty was a behemoth for the surrounding small countries, and all the Great Song people believed that they were the subjects of the Celestial Empire. Looking at the barbarians, Fanren and all other foreigners, the Song people will always habitually raise their heads, "look" at them with their nostrils, and then gently "hum" a little. Some Song people are soft-hearted, they will droop their eyes, pity, pity, and disdain.