Chapter 172: Don't worry

The wharf, densely packed ships docked here, there are cargo ships full of goods leaving, and more cargo ships under the leadership of the pilots, see the stitches and needles close to the wharf, the stevedores are busy loading and unloading so busy that their feet do not touch the ground, the owners and businessmen are talking loudly, countless cloth bags, wooden boxes are piled up on the wharf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Not far from the water, a passenger ship was waiting to dock, and there was a young man on the deck, looking at the busy scene in front of him.

When he first arrived in Xiyang, he heard that all parts of Jiangzhou resisted Wang Shi, led his troops and Zhuangke to make a rebellion, and smoke spread everywhere, and the officials and troops were anxious.

But now the situation at the wharf outside Nanchang City, where does it look like it has been affected by the war?

A cargo ship passed by, the cargo hold was full of kudzu and hemp, and the draft of the cargo was already at the limit of the load, and the boatmen were covering a large piece of oilcloth to prevent the kudzu and hemp from getting wet by the water.

When it sailed away, a cargo ship lined up in front of the passenger ship moved towards the dock, and seeing the boatman struggling to hold on to the penny, the young man was really afraid that these thin pennies would not be able to stand it and break on the spot.

"San Lang Jun, don't worry, Nanchang City Wharf is very busy, although there are many ships queuing up to enter and exit, but the government has a good schedule, so it is busy and not chaotic, just wait a while, you can get on the wharf."

"Jia Dianwei, it's not a rumor... Jiangzhou is full of smoke, and even Nanchang City has been affected, how..."

Hearing this, Jia Niu smiled: "Rumors are rumors, it's useless to say more, what San Langjun sees with his own eyes now is more credible than what he hears with his ears, right?" ā€

Wei Fufei was speechless, just looked around and looked at the Jiangnan style, he has lived in Guanzhong since he was a child, he has never been to Jiangnan, and he has never seen such a developed waterway.

Marriage events, the order of his parents, the words of the matchmaker, the young Wei Fucheng was ordered by his parents to Xiyang, Huangzhou to propose marriage, but the future father-in-law led the troops outside, not far or near, and the place was not the front line, so he couldn't leave directly with the bride, and had to come to Nanchang to meet his future father-in-law.

Xiyang Wang Yuwen Wen, who is almost the same age as his second brother.

Thinking of this, Wei Fufei was helpless, his mother Yuwen was Yuwenwen's aunt, if he was by generation, he was still Yuwenwen's cousin, as a result...

Well, there is nothing strange about cross-generational marriage, they Jingzhao Wei's marriage with other families, and cross-generational marriage is also common, so it is not a big deal for him to marry the concubine of the Xiyang King, even if the Xiyang King is not much older than him.

It's also a loss to be the king of the county, just call it "king" directly, otherwise Wei Fufei always feels that it is always a little awkward to call a person who is not much older than himself "father-in-law".

"San Lang-kun, please step back a little, the ship will berth in a while, and the hull will be slightly bumpy."

Jia Niu kindly reminded that the person in front of him is not accustomed to water, and although someone must save him if he falls into the water, he will not drown, but if he chokes on a few mouthfuls of water in a panic, it is easy to get sick, and it will not be good if he gets sick.

Lord Lang's future son-in-law can't have three long and two short, so Jia Niu, the royal palace guard who accompanied the escort, was very careful along the way.

When the ship docked, Jia Niu asked the guards to go ashore, and then turned sideways, and asked the distinguished guests on the same boat to land first.

Li Sanjiu, the housekeeper of the palace, went ashore with Wei Fusheng and his second brother Wei Fusi, followed by the old housekeeper of Weifu, and again, Liu Ye, the housekeeper of the backyard of the palace, and other people in the palace.

The date and time of their arrival in Nanchang had already been reported to the city in advance, so the convoy to pick up the boat was ready, and the group got into the carriage and drove towards Nanchang City not far away.

He was used to riding horses, so he was a little uncomfortable sitting in the carriage, but his brother kept telling him to pay attention to his words and deeds and behave appropriately, so he sat quietly in the carriage without trying to lift the curtain and look out.

I don't know how long I walked, the carriage slowly stopped, and after a while, someone approached outside the carriage and whispered to the side where Jia Niu, who was sitting in the same car: "Dianwei, enter the city to check." ā€

"yes, got it."

Jia Niu turned to Wei Fuyu, smiled and said, "San Langjun, when you enter the city, everyone has to get out of the car and be checked. ā€

Wei Fucheng felt a little surprised when he heard this, but he still followed Jia Niu out of the car, and as soon as he saw the scene outside the car, he couldn't help but gasp:

The stinking human heads, hung on the city wall in a wooden fence, are arranged in several rows, there are hundreds of them, and they look very magnificent, and the pedestrians waiting for inspection outside the city gate, some stop to watch, and some look down at the ground.

There are notices posted on both sides of the city gate, the content is not much and the text is easy to understand, but it makes people feel shocked:

There are those who resist the king's master, and the head of the item is not guaranteed!

Rows of wooden fences separate the pedestrians who are being checked, and the soldiers in sharp clothes are watching the passers-by.

Of course, the identity of the person is different, and the channel for receiving the inspection is also different, the Wei Fu Award and his party have a special identity, so naturally they don't have to squeeze together with the cloth clothes, and the inspection is nothing special, it is just the number of registered people, and no matter how high or low, there is no body search.

It didn't take much time for the group to enter the city smoothly, but the carriage was left outside the city, and there were a few more carriages in the city.

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In a corner of Nanchang City, the heads in the barracks are piled up, and the smell of blood is coming to the nose, Xiyang Wang Yuwenwen is talking to Chang Shi Cui Da by the crowd, and the reason why he chose to talk in such a terrifying place is because Yuwenwen is doing "daily".

The commander of the army and the supervisor fight wits and courage, since ancient times it has been the "daily life" in the army, the commander of the supervision army Strida asked the commander Yu Wenwen every day, staying in Nanchang and not going to Lingnan is cowardice, the so-called peach reciprocation, Yu Wenwen came to a "head pile side talk".

He wants to beat Cui Da to make the other party's mouth not stink so much, because no matter how stinky it is, it can't stink the corpse.

"The outside world is rumoring that Jiangzhou is full of smoke, and the rebel army has defeated the officers and soldiers, and even said that Nanchang is almost unstoppable, and even the widows are so frightened by the rebel army outside the city that they can't sleep, this kind of rumor, does Cui Changshi know who came out?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know? Oh, that's strange, the soldiers under the command of the widow don't spread rumors, maybe there is someone who is not strict..."

"King! His Majesty is very strict! ā€

Under the emotion, Cui Da unconsciously took a few more breaths, and a foul smell penetrated his nose and brain, making him almost faint, and talking next to so many heads had reached his limit.

The rotting human head looks terrifying, the smell makes people retch, and the lingering stench of corpses on the body is afraid that it will not be washed off after a few baths.

However, Yu Wenwen pulled him to watch several people on the spot, as the commander of the prison army, Cui Da can't have stage fright, otherwise he will lose in momentum, and he won't be able to speak hard.

"Recently, the military affairs have been busy, and the widow has nightmares for several nights in a row, dreaming that Cui Changshi wrote to the imperial court, saying that the widow escaped from the battle..."

"The king, please be careful, the lower officials have never said that the king escaped from the battle! Vomit..."

Cui Da didn't finish his words before he was disgusted by the smell of corpses, covering his mouth and retching, and Wei Dijun, who was not far away, stepped forward with a bitter face: "Marshal Qiyu, Changshi, the first level has been counted." ā€

"How many are there?"

"A total of nine hundred and thirty-six, no more, no less."

Yuwen Wen glanced at Cui Da and said: "It is really ordinary for the first level to remember the merits, and it is common to hear about the killing of good and risky merit in ancient times, the heroes of the official army and the volunteers to pacify the rebellion, these people and their subordinates are no different from ordinary people, so it is inevitable that people will be questioned about killing good and risking merit..."

"Marshal Qiyu, Changshi, 1,936 heads, all male heads, all over 20 years old, can be confirmed by looking at their tooth sockets, there is no slaughter of women and children!"

Di Jun replied categorically, he was transferred by Yuwen Wen to be the adjutant of the marching marshal, responsible for the transfer of grain, grass and baggage, but today he was sent by the lord of the mansion to count the heads, which really made him want to cry without tears.

Isn't Liu Ji's room responsible for this kind of thing?

Yu Wenwen looked at Cui Da, who had finished retching, and smiled slightly: "Cui Changshi, the widow has limited energy, and he may not notice that he is deceived for a while, so this head... Does Cui Changshi want to do a spot check, lest someone use the heads of women and children to risk their merits? ā€

"No, no, no, the next official just saw it with his own eyes, the head... Nothing abnormal. Cui Da waved his hand again and again, he couldn't hold it anymore.

Yu Wenwen used a yang scheme, in the name of preventing someone from killing good people and taking meritorious service, he took Cui Da to the barracks to supervise several heads, and the piles here were all "new goods" that had just arrived, and the heads of the rebellious soldiers cut off after the officers and volunteers broke through Haoqiangwu Fort were ready to be used to repay the merits, so they should be verified.

Since he, the coach, was present at the scene, of course there was no reason for Cui Da to send others to spot check, so he had to smell the corpse smell together, and Yu Wenwen's tolerance for the corpse smell was much higher than Cui Da's.

Signaling Di Jun to submit the prepared documents, Yu Wenwen said with a smile: "Changshi has no objections, please also use the seal to guarantee the widow, lest someone chew his tongue in Yecheng after the war exploits are reported." ā€

Seeing Cui Da's use of the seal without hesitation, Yu Wenwen was in a good mood, squinted, held his head high, stared at the other party and said: "Cui Changshi, those heroes who provoked the confrontation with Wang Shi are now all awarded here, the situation in Jiangzhou, don't worry about Changshi!" ā€