Wu Zhi sighed in his heart, picked up the chopsticks to clip the fish fillet, and found that the fish fillet was cut very thin, even if the chef of the palace wanted to cut the raw fish into such thin slices, it would take a lot of work, right? Look at the thick white yarn wrapped around Chibazi's small hands, Wu Zhi's heart was soft, and he slowly put the sashimi into his mouth, well, it was not as unpalatable as he imagined, with wild vegetables and ginger petals, etc., the fishy smell was very light, the delicious juice and meat were slightly sweet, and it tasted unique, from Wu Zhi moved the chopsticks, Chiba stopped crying, and the big red eyes watched Wu Zhi's every move pitifully, Wu Zhi smiled slightly: "Not bad, delicious, you can taste it too!" ”

A few women hurriedly stretched out their chopsticks to taste, and then no matter how they felt, they all praised Chibazi's sashimi for doing well, until Chibazi praised the tears into laughter, and the women took the bamboo scalded wine and poured wine, Wu Zhi deliberately sandwiched a few more pieces of raw fish, whenever I saw Wu Zhi to clip sashimi, Chibazi's little face was a little more joyful, and later it was even more joyful, snuggling up to the most "hated" Tangram sister for the first time and laughing, it is rare for Chibazi to be so affectionate with herself, Tangram is very proud, and it is for Chiba to pick up vegetables, It's a meal for her, and on a whim she wants to pour a glass of wine for Chibazi to taste the taste, and everyone doesn't just give up.

The dinner ended in a joyful atmosphere, and it was unknown whose room Wu Zhi entered in the evening, only that the three princesses slept until three poles on the second day before getting up in a hurry, and at this time Wu Zhi had already patrolled the forbidden army camp outside the city.

In the city of Zhuozhou shrouded in night, the lights gradually went out, and the occasional shouting of the husband in the city was the barking of wild dogs. Compared with many towns in the Central Plains that are still lit up at night, Zhuozhou, which has been under the rule of the Liao people for many years, inevitably looks lifeless.

In the silent night, there were suddenly a few screams at the north gate of Zhuozhou, and the person who made the scream seemed to be gagged immediately, but this silent night still seemed so harsh, and the forbidden army immediately shouted and asked from the gatehouse: "What person?" "What's going on?"

The city gate was slowly opened with a "creak", and a wolf-like howl suddenly erupted outside the city. A group of beast-skinned men on horseback rushed into Zhuozhou City like vicious wolves, the wielding long knife was cold, and when they opened the city gate, they should have just greeted it, and their happy smiles have turned into miserable screams. The sky was covered with blood, and wolves swept into the city like a whirlwind, leaving only dozens of bloody corpses at the city gates.

The hooves of thousands of vicious wolves rolled. Woke up the sleeping Zhuozhou City, the lights were turned on one after another, and the city was full of exclamations, and the big man at the front of the wolf pack was full of tattoos on his face, which looked very hideous in the blurred firelight. Hearing the screams in the city, he showed a few grim smiles on his face, and it was a little panicked to let the slaves in the city not be able to move, but thinking of his brother's orders, he could only endure it, he was Wan Yan Sheng, the younger brother of the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom, although he was not yet thirty years old, he had already led the southern Jurchen tribes, and he was shrewd and capable. It is very important to be a bone and the elders of the clan.

"Sons! Burn all the grain of the Song people and kill all the Song dogs that stand in the way! Kill, kill, kill! Wan Yansheng waved his saber and howled. In order to facilitate the movement, Wan Yan Sheng selected 3,000 tribal warriors. Throwing away the thick armor and coming lightly, these Jurchens went to the armor, as if to go to the restraints, the blood of the beast boiled, howled, and danced wildly to the south of the city, where the grain and grass of the 100,000 Song army were hoarded.

The sound of "whoosh" arrows breaking through the air sounded, and the sharp arrows pierced into the hides of the Jurchens without hindrance, blood splashed everywhere, several Jurchens fell off their horses, Wan Yansheng's eyes swept over the scattered crossbowmen and archers on the houses on both sides, and smiled indifferently, is there any point in such resistance? However, the blood of the warriors in the clan still made him angry, and he will break through this city in the next day and slaughter the city for three days to vent his anger!

The wolves did not stop, galloping along the bluestone avenue to the south of the city, gradually, Wan Yan Sheng faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, the arrows of the Song people seemed to be getting more and more dense, and there were more and more Jurchen warriors who fell off their horses. "The arrows have rained down, and thousands of small black dots have broken through the air, and the scene is very spectacular, but the cold light flickering at the front of the black dots tells the Jurchens that each black dot is the summons of death.

Wan Yan Sheng didn't even have time to dance a few times with the saber, more than a dozen black spots had fallen on his body, "poof" a few soft sounds, the dozen or so crossbow arrows pierced his body fiercely, Wan Yan Sheng didn't snort, he fell off the horse with his back to the sky, the Jurchens behind him screamed again and again, after a few rounds of arrow rain, the Jurchens had been killed and injured most of the time, and the rest of the Jurchens were in chaos, since the founding of Dajin, these Jurchens can be said to have won a hundred battles, and they have not experienced the battle of the commander killed at all, so the bad roots of the nomads are exposed, The remaining more than 1,000 Jurchens howled and rushed to the crossbow team, some beat horses and rushed out to kill, and some remembered the patriarch's orders and desperately rushed to Nancheng to burn the grain and grass of the Song people.

And when these chaotic Jurchens galloped out of the black heavy horses and thousands of light horses, their fate can be imagined, especially the appearance of the invincible snow-white shadow in the Song cavalry, the extremely beautiful Qingli figure waved the cold spear, poked into the chest of the Jurchens again and again, as if the Grim Reaper came to harvest the lives of the Jurchens one after another, so the only remaining morale of the Jurchens also completely collapsed......

Beijing Shuai Division, let's call it so, this was originally the Liao State Nanjing Left-behind Division, the Great Song Dynasty did not set up Beijing to stay, with Wu Zhi in charge of the three road affairs, this left-behind division has become Prime Minister Wu Zhi's ban on military objects.

Wu Zhi sat on the wide seat, listening to Hu Sanmei's report on the battle in Zhuozhou, nodding and smiling from time to time, just happy and happy, no one knew that Wan Yansheng who died in the battle of Zhuozhou was the later Jin Taizong, it was he who invaded the Northern Song Dynasty in the south, and the shame of Jingkang was also planned by him.

Taking advantage of the reorganization of the Hebei Forbidden Army in Youyun, Wu Zhi promoted Hu Sanmei to be the commander of the Beijing Forbidden Army's Ma Army, which is equivalent to the commander of the Ma Army of the Beijing Military Region. Naturally, there is no objection in the army, Hu Sanmei's martial arts and strategies are first-class, and her prestige is even more spread far and wide, and she has the favor of the prince, who doesn't open her eyes to find this trouble?

Although there were some waves when it was reported to the Privy Council, Wu Zhi coerced back the residual power of the clouds, and the momentum was extremely strong. With Zhao Ji's full support, the Privy Council had to let him go after several meetings.

Listening to Hu Sanmei's crisp voice, telling the details of the battle of Zhuozhou without any hint, Wu Zhi felt weird. How can I feel that being the boss of this girl is very awkward, and when Hu Sanmei first came in and knelt down on one knee to see the prince, Wu Zhi Haoxuan didn't jump up from the chair.

It took a long time for Wu Zhi to throw away the distractions. Thinking about what attitude should be taken towards the Jin State after the war, as well as Yu Baosi's future stay and how to deal with the aftermath, so that the Jin people would not suspect that the Southern Dynasty already knew that Zengtou City was a matter of fine work by the Jin people.

"Well, in the battle of Zhuozhou, in addition to the annihilation of 3,000 gold soldiers in the city. Outside the city, they also defeated the 1,000 Jurchens who responded, killing more than 3,000 enemies? Very good results! Wu Zhi picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, habitually picking up the tone of talking to his subordinates.

The third sister Hu saw that he was full of officialness, with a smile on her face, and looked at Wu Zhi with interest.

Wu Zhi was still unconscious, and said, "Let's talk about our casualties!" ”

Hu Sanmei said in a clear voice: "All the soldiers who opened the city gate and pretended to be a golden man were killed, and there were hundreds of casualties in the diplomatic battle in the city. ”

Wu Zhi frowned: "All the sergeants who pretended to be Jin Ren were killed?" ”

Hu Sanmei nodded.

Wu Zhi thought about it for a while, and this was also the unwritten rule of Zeng Tou City and Ah Gu, and it was not mentioned in their secret letters. Well, if these fine works do not die. If one or two people fall into the hands of the Southern Dynasty, there is no guarantee that the Southern Dynasty will find out any clues from it. It was the best solution to kill people, but I didn't think about it and killed dozens of lives in vain.

sighed, tasting the tea silently.

"This is not like you, oh, how can the heart of the king of the killing decisive land be so soft?" Third Sister Hu seemed to see Wu Zhi's thoughts.

Wu Zhi sighed: "It is inevitable that the general will die in battle, needless to say the battlefield battle, it is inevitable that there will be deaths and injuries, but these dozens of people have died unjustly, if I can think of the Jin people's tricks earlier, I may be able to save their lives......"

"Well, let's not talk about this, but what do you think of the Jurchens, and how is their combat power?"

"Very good, if you wear heavy armor one-on-one, the ironclad soldiers on the left and right compartments of Yunyi must not be opponents......"

Wu Zhi nodded slightly, that's for sure, maybe only the Yue family army in later generations can defeat the Jin people with fewer victories.

"If the prince is fine, the last general will retire!" Seeing that Wu Zhi didn't know what she was pondering, Hu Sanmei got up and said goodbye.

Wu Zhi waved his hand and said, "Well, you go down!" ”

Hu Sanmei glanced at Wu Zhi a few times, and suddenly smiled: "The master of the martial arts village is so powerful!" He sat down slowly in his chair.

"Now I am the third sister of Hujiazhuang, you are the master of Wujiazhuang......" The third sister smiled indifferently, and the naughtiness in the smile made Wu Zhi stunned.

"Tell me about your passage through Liaodi, right? And the story of you and the princess of Liao......" Hu Sanmei picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Wu Zhi smiled and shook his head: "Is there a place where you talk to Shangguan like this?" I thought you had changed your mind! ”

The third sister was silent, bowed her head and tasted tea, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden.

Wu Zhi looked at the sky and smiled: "It's time for lunch, I'll talk to you another day, En...... Do you want to go see Jin Lian, she has been talking to you a few times! ”

Hu Sanmei shook her head and said, "No, tomorrow my father will come to Beiping Mansion, and I will go back to prepare some dishes." ”

Wu Zhi nodded and said, "You're still used to living here, right?" ”

Hu Sanmei said: "It's okay, I'm leaving!" Without waiting for Wu Zhi to answer, he turned around and walked out.

Wu Zhi looked at the sky, and hurriedly packed up and rushed to the house, if he didn't go home, Jin Lian and they wouldn't eat.

In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed since the Battle of Zhuozhou, and no one knows the significance of this battlefield except for Wu Zhi, after all, it is just to kill thousands of Jurchen barbarians, who knows that the Jurchen population is not much, these thousands of warriors are the elite of the clan, and the battle of Zhuozhou can be said to have nipped Agu's attempt to go south in the bud.

In the city of Beijing, the crowd is bustling. After all, the Liao State is not as enlightened as the Southern Kingdom, and has always emphasized agriculture and suppressed commerce, so that commerce is not very developed. It is because these days that a large number of businessmen have poured into Youyun, especially in the city of Beijing, which has become the fat in the eyes of these businessmen.

Yanggu Hu Dahu came to Beiping Mansion with the idea of making a lot of money in Beijing, and he really couldn't stay in Yanggu. Although Wu Da is gone, the gang of pimples under Wu Da made him angry every once in a while, and Zhang Zhixian, who protected Wu Da, was gone. I heard that he was promoted to a certain governor, but the new magistrate didn't know what to smoke, and he became more Bengali than Zhang Zhixian, and on the first day of his tenure, he sealed his shop in Beicheng, with the name of "hindering the appearance of Yanggu City". almost made Hu Dahu so angry that he vomited blood, and when he heard the clouds, Hu Dahu didn't say a word, and immediately moved his family.

Not to mention, Hu Dahu's "bad luck" may have come to an end, and within a few days of arriving in Beiping Mansion, he got acquainted with the bold and righteous Song Absi, and when he talked about it, Song Absis was a native of Yuncheng. It is a fellow villager in Shandong, which is very close. Now the two are getting closer and closer.

Song Abbot was originally a Yuncheng Abbot, and this time the Beiping Mansion added officials to Beijing. Just rushed him from a small county seat to directly become one of the five capitals of the Great Song Dynasty Beiping Mansion Charge, Hu Dahu knew that this person was definitely not simple, and at the moment he was stammering, and after a few days, the friendship between the two was like glue, and it was very intimate.

Hu Dahu also knew that Song Abssi first came to Beijing, and made great efforts to make friends with the gentry, but in order to be able to call for wind and rain in Beijing in the future, he also happened to start with him, and the two of them took what they needed.

On this day, Hu Dahu made an appointment with Song Absey to drink tea in the Li family teahouse, the Li family teahouse is said to be the best teahouse in Beijing, but compared to the rest of the top teahouses in the four capitals, the luxury furnishings are much colder, not to mention other places, there are only a few Accords in the three-story teahouse, and you need to get up early to line up if you want to sit in the Accord.

After a while, Song Abssi hurriedly walked in, and the doctor of the teahouse also knew this big man with a generous hand, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile, Hu Dahu got up and said with a smile: "Song Abs, the little brother is here." ”

Song Zhusi smiled and nodded to Dr. Cha, and then went straight to Hu Dahu's table, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Lao Hu has been waiting for a long time!" ”

Hu Dahu heard Song Abshi's shrill and piercing voice, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Song Abshi's everything is good, but the image is not flattering, the black and fat little face is just that, but he doesn't have a beard, if the little white face doesn't have a beard, it makes sense, you say that you don't have a black fat face and no beard, don't you chill to death? What's even more unbearable is how creepy Song Abshi's voice sounds.

Hu Dahu suppressed the feeling of nausea in his heart, smiled and pulled Song Abshiji to sit down, and instructed Dr. Cha: "Two cups of the best Biluochun!" Dr. Tea hurriedly ran to Zhang Luo.

"How's it going?" Hu Dahu waited for Song Zhisi to breathe a sigh of relief and asked with a smile.

Song Abshisi smiled: "But please rest assured, it is estimated that the owner will lower the price in a few days." ”

Hu Dahu was overjoyed, he looked at a restaurant, but the owner of the restaurant asked for too much, Hu Dahu only turned to Song Absis for help, and he didn't have much hope, he really didn't succeed in buying it according to other people's asking price, I didn't want to tell Song Absis yesterday, and today things will be done, Hu Dahu can't help but secretly congratulate himself that he didn't have the wrong person, and Song Abbot is really powerful.

"Ah, thank you, I'm going to give you a big gift another day."

Song Abbot smiled: "What are our brothers polite? Komeito likes to make friends the most, do outsiders think that Komeito is a greedy person for money? ”

Hu Dahu didn't even dare to say, the two were talking lively, Hu Dahu suddenly felt that his chair moved, and when he looked back, it was a guest from the adjacent table, and the person headed by him was born small and thin, with an obscene face, just like a tuberculosis ghost, but the clothes were luxurious and smooth, and he didn't look like an ordinary family.

The companions of the tuberculosis ghost are also wearing silk and satin, all of them are dressed as businessmen and wealthy households, and everyone else has already sat down, only the seat chosen by the tuberculosis ghost is just back to back with Hu Dahu, he seems to feel that his seat is too narrow, and pushed Hu Dahu's chair a few times, and when he saw Hu Dahu turn around, he said with a grin: "You move over quickly, how can you sit like this?" ”

Hu Dahu looked at his chair as if it was too far away, so he didn't speak. Leaning to his feet, he moved his chair forward.

"Oh, look at your ink, move it again!" The tuberculosis ghost was not enough, so he reached out and pushed Hu Dahu's chair hard, and said in his mouth: "Look at your hemp rod, it covers a lot of land." ”

Hu Dahu couldn't listen to others say that he was thin. Hearing the tuberculosis ghost call him a hemp stick, the anger came up all of a sudden, if he had been in Yanggu before, I am afraid that he would have slapped him a long time ago. However, after Wu Zhi's incident, Hu Dahu endured a lot, and moved his chair without speaking. Snorted coldly: "The area occupied by a person like a tuberculosis ghost is not small!" ”

The tuberculosis ghost had already sat down happily, but when he heard Hu Dahu's words, he got up angrily and scolded: "What are you talking about? ”

Hu Dahu turned around and said, "I'll say whatever you say!" ”

The tuberculosis ghost was so angry that he wanted to pounce on him and fight, but his companions hurriedly persuaded him. They all said: "Brother Wenyuan, forget it!" "Brother Pan, don't be angry!"

The tuberculosis ghost is Jin Lian's uncle Pan Boss, although he is also from Yanggu, Pan Boss does not know Hu Dahu, because Hu Dahu is doing business outside all the year round, even the contract to sell Jin Lian is also signed by Mrs. Hu, and Ximen Qing is different from Ximenqing, Ximen Qing is from the bottom of the house to the ground, but Hu Dahu is the inheritance of the family wealth. and is away all the year round, Boss Pan is in the heart of the casino all day long, and the two can be said to be people from two worlds, and they have no intersection at all.

Although Boss Pan was named the founding man of Qingyang. The status has not improved at all, Jin Lian and others came to Beiping Mansion, and brought him with him, so as to accompany the supervision, so as not to cause him trouble, although Boss Pan said that he finally allowed him to buy a yard outside and no longer live in the palace, but Jin Lian solemnly entrusted, if he dared to report his identity as the founder of Qingyang outside, then the relationship between the two would be severed.

Boss Pan is helpless, although he has the imperial court, he no longer needs to reach out to Jin Lian to ask for money, but he is not confused, he knows that if there is no princess to take care of him, he is not a fart, he is also obedient, although he spends all day drinking, and has made several businessmen with the same smell, but he never dares to say his identity, only that his ancestral home is a daimyo's mansion, and he has some spare money to come to Beiping to do some business.

Today's companions are the businessmen he makes friends with on weekdays, all of whom are timid and afraid of things, seeing that Boss Pan wants to move people, he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, although Boss Pan was not angry in his heart, he was pulled by someone, and his anger was gone, thinking of Jin Liandi's words, he couldn't help but be deflated, put down his fist, and returned to his seat stupidly, only muttering in his heart, am I the fucking Qingyang founder man or Wang Ba founder man?

When Hu Dahu saw that he had returned to his seat, he didn't bother with it, turned around and sat down and smiled at Song Zhisi: "Let's drink tea, don't pay attention to him." ”

From beginning to end, Song Abshisi didn't speak, just looked at Boss Pan and sneered.

Hu Dahu smiled and asked Song Oshi: "Brother really can't understand how Oshiji got things done......

Song Abbot laughed, but the laughter was shrill and piercing, how could there be a hint of heroism? "You don't have to ask outside the staff, just look for me if you have something in the future, although it's useless, some small things can still be done......"

With a "poof", the merchant opposite Boss Pan's tea spray was full of faces, and then he looked back at Song Zhusi and frowned: "Hey, your sissy is also ugly, don't come out and be scary!" Dr. Tea...... Dr. Tea...... Come here! ”

Dr. Tea doesn't know what's going on, Boss Pan is also a frequent visitor here, and the reward is even more generous, Dr. Tea can hear his call, why don't you hurry over?

"Master Pan, ...... you" Before Dr. Cha finished speaking, Boss Pan had already pointed at Song Zhisi and said, "Hurry up and I will drive this person out!" When he speaks, how can he still make people drink tea? ”

Dr. Tea was startled, and raised his eyes to look at Song Abshi, who was already covered with iron.

Needless to say, it was Yuncheng Song Jiang, whose lower body was smashed by Long Wu, and the Yanggu Sun Divine Doctor had to cut it off by the roots in order to "save his life", and after he returned to Yuncheng, his beard gradually fell off, and his voice began to be sharp, so that others always looked at him very ambiguously. Song Jiang couldn't stay in Yuncheng, just a few days ago, the imperial court sent officials into Youyun, Song Jiang worked hard to move up and down, and finally entered Beiping Mansion.

There are no acquaintances in Beiping Mansion, friends are new acquaintances, although listening to his voice is strange, but after a long time, he will get used to it, Song Jiang also tries to forget his "pain of broken roots", and he is good at drilling camps, the officials of Beiping Mansion are all new, he is like a fish in water, mixed very well, and no one dares to say these unpleasant words in front of him. Today, Boss Pan exposed his biggest scar in public, Ren Songjiang has always been calm and shrewd, and at this time, he couldn't help but feel angry, and his black face had turned purple.

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