Chapter Twenty-Five: A Mighty Fire
The warm spring breeze has blown from the north, blowing through Kaifeng, in the palace of King Wei, a touch of green has begun to creep out in the corner of the wall in early spring.
Zhou Jiamin was watching Zhao Dezhao dance the sword in the courtyard, while she stroked the Jiaowei piano with her hand, and a song of Yangguan three stacks, like a spring tinkling, circulated in the courtyard.
A sword, a harp, as if two people.
After Zhao Dezhao danced for a long time, his white shirt was already soaked, and Zhou Jiamin's song Yangguan Three Stacks also ended, she saw that Zhao Dezhao was dancing the sword very hard, she took out a silk handkerchief from her cuffs like a shy, and then slowly walked to Zhao Dezhao's side.
Zhao Dezhao put down the long sword and drew it into the scabbard.
Zhou Jiamin came to Zhao Dezhao's side, gently wiped Zhao Dezhao's sweaty face with a silk handkerchief, and said with a strange smile: "The sweat on Erlang's face also has a heroic smell. ”
Zhao Dezhao heard this, and smiled: "Nuying's words are really playful, they all say that women are made of water, and men are made of mud, these words are naturally true, just practicing the sword for a while, and the whole body will emit a stinky sweat, which is really sour, if it is not for Nuying's side of the champa, it still stinks." ”
"Erlang really makes fun of the slave family, this is just a silk handkerchief. It's not the perfume thing invented by Erlang, the one that sprays it on the body is full of fragrance, which makes people forget it for a long time. As Zhou Jiamin spoke, he threw the silk handkerchief towards Zhao Dezhao, and then slapped a pair of green hands behind Zhao Dezhao.
Zhao Dezhao was slapped back by Zhou Jiamin's small hands, he hurriedly made a look of begging for mercy, and said with a wry smile: "Nuying, you are going to murder your husband!" Haha, don't! ”
"Phew, Erlang is so shameless, let the slave family teach you a good lesson today" Zhou Jiamin followed behind, while Zhao Dezhao ran in front, Zhou Jiamin ran behind, and Zhao Dezhao hid happily.
On the other side of the courtyard wall, Shang Haobin, Wu Lingqing, and Zhang Pengpeng were playing eagles and chickens with Zhao Defang.
Zhao Defang was willing to be the little chick at the back, but at this moment he was caught by Wu Lingqing in a flash, he muttered his mouth, turned his back, and pretended to cry: "Sister Zhang, Brother Wu, Brother Shang, you are so bad, hum, I won't play anymore." ”
At this time, Zhao Dezhao ran out of the courtyard, he heard it from afar, and at this moment he smiled and said: "Brother Fang, it is not good for a manly husband to cry and cry." ”
As soon as Zhao Defang saw his brother coming over, he immediately raised his head, and then said with a smile: "Fang'er is a man, not a little lady, but she won't cry, that's when they bullied me." ”
The moment Zhao Dezhao stopped, Zhou Jiamin had already caught up, and when she saw so many people in front of her at the scene, her face turned red with shyness, and she only said "hate" before she trotted into the house.
"You guys had a great time." Zhao Dezhao gestured to Wu Lingqing and Shang Haobin with his eyes at this time, and when the two saw Zhao Dezhao's eyes, they immediately understood his thoughts.
Zhang Pengpeng also knew that his husband had something to discuss with King Wei, so he said to Zhao Defang: "Your Highness, let's go to the grass hall to practice Wang Youjun's calligraphy, and by the way, listen to the pedant talk about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms." ”
Zhao Defang danced happily, "Romance of the Three Kingdoms, that's good, I want to listen to Zhao Zilong save the young master, Dong Zhuo was imprisoned. East. Army XVIII. The princes of the road are going to be a general when they grow up, and I heard that the old Yun who just came from Xingzhou talked about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and it was really good."
Zhang Pengpeng took Zhao Defang to the house, where Zhuo Jianyun was dressed in a round-necked black military uniform, and the round-necked robe on his body set off his figure very burly, according to the people in the Wei Wang's mansion, Zhuo Jianyun was called "Lao Yun". This man is not only a storyteller, but also a military general.
At the beginning, Zhao Dezhao met Lao Yun's master and servant in Xingwangfu, and now Lao Yun's master is also in this Kaifeng City, and Zhao Dezhao later knew that this Lao Yun not only knows martial arts, but also will build high-quality weapons, such as this Uzi steel, Damascus steel knife, etc., and Lao Yun went to his hometown Xingzhou, and recently a batch of new porcelain has been produced in the kilns around Xingzhou, named Xingyao.
As for Lao Yun's master, as far as Zhao Dezhao knows, he is a down-and-out son of Annan, Zhao Dezhao expects that the identity behind this person must be very big, and now that Lao Yun is in his mansion, he can also secretly spy on the son from Annan.
For Annan, Zhao Dezhao doesn't want to deal with it for the time being, as far as he knows, Annan is now in turmoil by the twelve envoys, and the situation in Annan is as chaotic as the period of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.
And Zhao Dezhao introduced Lao Yun to Zhao Defang, the intention was to help Zhao Defang practice martial arts, Lao Yun can sometimes guide the craftsmen in the ordnance supervision of forging, smelting and other aspects of the process, this period of time together, Lao Yun felt that the ambition in his chest finally found a way out,
Zhao Dezhao received a secret report from Yizhou, and Wu Lingqing and Shang Haobin had already guessed Zhao Dezhao's intention to let them come.
At present, the forces of Changchun Hall have spread all over the important places, and the Yizhou side is the most important border fortress in front of them, and now the two countries of Song and Liao are about to break out on the border of Yizhou.
In the backyard of the Wei Wang's Mansion, the three of them were discussing in the patio, and no one was passing by, and now their conversation was also very fast, basically they were all demonstrated in sign language, this sign language was improved by Yang Xin, Zhao Dezhao and Tian Yu, and then improved by Shang Haobin and Wu Lingqing, and now it has been popularized in martial arts. As for the simplified version of sign language, it is left to the military.
Zhao Dezhao quickly gestured in sign language, coupled with an active facial expression, "The battle of Yizhou must be resolved quickly, if it is delayed, it will only take a breather for a while on the Jinyang side, and my Song army will take the entire Hedong land in one go this year." ”
Wu Lingqing: "Hedong, that's a huge piece of fat, although Xiao Siwen has a leader, but his subordinates and Yelujing who went to Beijing are not a good stubble, this guy can't resist when to kill a hero." ”
Shang Haobin: "Xiao Siwen, isn't it said that he died at the hands of Gao Xun and Nuli in history?" ”
Wu Lingqing compared: "That's history, but the situation has been somewhat reversed today, and it's no longer the era we are familiar with, not to mention that history is always buried in the quicksand of time, making people indistinguishable." ”
"I don't know what happened to the righteous brother, we have sent a lot of people from Changchun Hall in Jinpo Pass, and it is estimated that they will be ready to do it soon. And I also sent a letter to Yizhou to hand it over to my father, asking them to beware of the situation in Jinpoguan and Yizhou Siye. ”
Wu Lingqing: "The Liao army is good at sneak attacks, but the interior is like duckweed and sand dunes, Yelu Jing is brutal, and now the Liao country is in chaos, and this winter is attacked by a cold wave, old injuries and new troubles, and the Liao country will not stay too long in the south." What they lack is food and stability. ”
Zhao Dezhao looked excited, and gestured: "What the martial madman said is right, cut off the enemy's foundation and let them become duckweed with the water; It is feasible to disrupt the enemy's interior and make them a plate of scattered sand. ”
"Almost, I guess I'm going to have to do it lately."
The weather has begun to warm up, and a few stars are shining under the canopy tonight.
The Jinpo Pass was surrounded by mountains, and the Liao soldiers on the city wall were still guarding the pass, and they watched intently.
In a granary in Guannei, there was a lot of grain and grass scavenged from the surrounding states and counties of Yizhou, and Xiao Siwen also sent a lot of Liao soldiers to patrol day and night to tighten the guard of grain.
Xiao Abudi is Xiao Siwen's clan and confidant, and Xiao Abudi has a bad problem, that is, he is greedy, Xiao Siwen knows his temperament, but after all, he is a cronie, he can understand, which official in Liao is not greedy now, so he handed over the responsibility of guarding the granary to Xiao Abudi.
Xiao Abudi lived up to expectations, he has been guarding the granary for the past few days, and nothing has been wrong, so Xiao Siwen has become more and more concerned about him.
In the Qingpu Tea Shop, Yang Zan and Leng Wu had already arrived at the tea shop, because it was not yet midnight, and they still had to wait for others here.
Inside the house, an oil lamp flickered dimly, and then three or four people came in a group, and the black-clothed Tanhua also arrived in the house, and he planned to burn the enemy's grain tonight.
All the people have gathered in the house, among these people are Changchun Hall and the flying birds under the command of the black-clothed Tanhua, and they are all obeying the orders of the black-clothed Tanhua at this moment.
The black-clothed Tanhua looked around with a cold face, and then said slowly: "Today we are going to the granary garrison at the pass, where there are many Liao soldiers guarding it, and we just need to bring the fire into the granary and burn the grain and grass." Therefore, tonight's operation is very stealthy and cannot be missed. ”
The samurai and assassins sitting in the room all looked at the black-clothed Tanhua, their faces were very calm, and they had been sitting in their seats listening to the black-clothed Tanhua's orders
As soon as midnight passed, everyone in the house changed into night clothes, and when they came out of the tea shop, Leng Wu and Yang Zan felt that there was a night breeze blowing, which was not as cold as the wind last night, but made people a little drowsy.
And they went in and out along the dark streets, into the no-man's corners, and it took about half an hour before they came to a granary in Jinpo Pass.
There were many Liao soldiers guarding the granary, but they did not see their guards.
The black-clothed Tanhua gestured through a light: "Xiao Abudi and the rest of the guards have been drunk by the men and horses we sent, and they are already drunk at this time, and they don't know whether they are black or white." ”
Leng Wu didn't know what the black-clothed commander said, she asked Yang Zan in a low voice, and Yang Zan explained them one by one.
"I see, I didn't expect the black-clothed commander to have made a decision a long time ago." Leng Wu said in a low voice, and then tightened the corners of Yang Zan's clothes, the person who knew the face and the heart, and used interests as a means of incision, which made Leng Wu admire him very much.
There were only a few soldiers left on guard, and they were holding a bowl of liquor in their hands and pouring it into the corners of their mouths.
"Good wine, I haven't drunk such a delicious wine for a long time" The faces of the Liao soldiers were already a little red, and then the hand holding the wine bowl was also released, and the wine bowl fell to the ground with a click, and then several Liao soldiers leaned on their own soldiers' bodies one after another, drunk into a puddle of mud.
There was a smell of wine in the air, and Leng Wu muttered to the few Khitan soldiers who fell to the ground: "It's so strong, you men are good at this." ”
Yang Zan didn't say anything, and the others groped in, and then found a place to store grain and grass
Soon after, some flames suddenly broke out near the granary, and the fire began little by little, and the wind continued to blow in the night.