When Ge Liu led people to ride back to report the news, the city gate was closed, and the captain of the city who was born in Daqiao Mountain saw Ge Liu, and immediately asked someone to open the city gate.

"Where's Mr. Song?"

"It's in Zhizhou Yamen!"

"What about Zhao Sihai?"

"How about patrolling the streets?"

"Okay, then I'll go to the Zhizhou Yamen to see Mr. Song first, you are watching here!"

Ge Liu didn't care about talking to this Wu Chang, and as soon as he flicked his whip, he galloped away, and the Wu Chang still wanted to ask about the situation, seeing this, he swallowed the words in his mouth alive, and beat a drum in his heart: Ge Liuge is in such a hurry, Brother Hu, have they won or lost?

As soon as Ge Liu arrived at the Zhizhou Yamen, he turned over and dismounted, and rushed in, shouting as he ran: "Mr. Song, Mr. Song!" ”

Song Xianggong was talking to a few people in the hall at this time, and when he heard Ge Liu's voice outside, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was a spirit, and he didn't pay attention to the few people who were sitting, and even ignored his demeanor as a magistrate, he rushed out as soon as he raised his buttocks, and before he saw Ge Liu's figure, he asked urgently: "How was the battle fought, won or lost?" Tell me! ”

"Victory, victory!"

Ge Liu roared excitedly, and rushed to the front only to find that there were a few people behind Song Xianggong, but it was Lu Changyuan, a small official of the yamen, and Qi Yuantai, a big family in the city, and the other people were also familiar, but they couldn't remember their names for a while, but they knew that these people were all big gentry in the city and had donated food to the Taiping camp.

Lu Changyuan and Qi Yuantai came to the yamen under the name of Song Xianggong to discuss how to resume spring ploughing, nominally Song Xianggong, the lord of Zhizhou, wanted to discuss spring ploughing with them, but in fact he wanted to trap these people in the yamen, so that they would not collude in private.

In the past few days, Lu Chang's small actions have continued, and the rumors in the city have also continued, Song Xianggong saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, wanted to arrest them, and was afraid of provoking a popular uprising, Zhao Sihai's dozens of people alone could not control the situation, and they had no choice but to use some excuses to call these people into the yamen.

When Ge Liu's shout came, Lu Changchang and the others didn't react much, because they were not familiar with Ge Liu, but when they saw Song Xianggong running out in a hurry, they were all concerned, and they all got up and followed out of the lobby, but they stood less than a foot behind Song Xianggong with interest, but a pair of eyes stared at Ge Liu, hearing Song Xianggong ask how the battle went, what was the name of the meaty man "Victory", all of them changed their faces greatly, Lu Changyuan even clenched his palms and sweated, and his body shook slightly.

"Really won?"

Song Xianggong still couldn't believe the good news of the day, and held Ge Liu's hand tremblingly, the waiting for the past few days really made him live like a year, and his heart was really tormented, every time he opened his eyes, he wanted to get the news, but he was afraid of getting the news, the taste was really uncomfortable. But I finally got through it, and I waited for the news I wanted to hear the most!

"Really won, really won!"

Ge Liu ignored Lu Changchang and them, who were excited about how the Deqing Green Camp was lured out of the city and how they were defeated in one fell swoop, while talking, he danced with his hands, and Song Xianggong smiled and couldn't help nodding.

Over there, Lu Changyuan's face became more and more ugly the more he listened, Qi Yuantai and the others were not happy and angry, but there seemed to be some dodging in their eyes.

"But"

Ge Liuzheng stopped abruptly while talking, his face changed from joy to sadness, and his eyes suddenly turned red, as if something had changed drastically.

Song Xianggong was taken aback and lost his voice: "What's the matter?" ”

Ge Liu covered his face and squatted on the ground, and said bitterly: "Brother Hu died in battle!" ”

"What?" Song Xianggong was stunned and said in disbelief: "Hu Quan is dead? How dead! ”

"Brother Hu is called Tartar"

Ge Liu told Hu Lao about the death of the Great War again, but the inside was to cover up the Taiping Camp and the danger of being destroyed, only saying that Hu Lao Da was injured by the Qing army's secret arrows, so as not to let Lu Changchang and them peek out of the Taiping Camp and make abnormal moves.

"After the eldest brother died, Brother Zhou asked someone to find a coffin and put it on, and sewed the eldest brother's body with his own hands, saying that he must bring the eldest brother back to Luoding, this coffin is still halfway, I am afraid that I will be able to return to the city tomorrow."

"Alas, Brother Zhou is benevolent!"

Song Xianggong sighed for a long time, helped Ge Liu get up, and after wiping his tears with his sleeve, he turned to Lu Changchang and Qi Yuantai and said: "Let's discuss the matter of spring ploughing here, you all go back to live and tell the people, if you have money to pay, you have the strength to contribute, and only when you plant crops can you have food, otherwise, there will be a famine in the city in the second half of the year." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Qi Yuantai and several people glanced at each other, and responded in unison, Lu Changchang also responded, but when he went out with everyone, he fell carelessly, and after the people on the side helped him up, he caught a glimpse of Song Xiangcheng staring at him out of the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but be cold, and he went out of the yamen in a panic.

Seeing this, Ge Liu's eyes showed a fierce light and said to Song Xiang: "Mr. Song, do you want to take these people?" "The right hand made a downward chopping gesture.

Song Xianggong snorted, waved his hand and said: "Don't pay attention to them, the overall situation has been decided, these beam-jumping clowns can't make waves, this will do it, we are still short of manpower, wait for Brother Zhou to come back and solve it, it is much safer." ”

After speaking, he pulled Ge Liu into the lobby, and asked Zhao Sihai to call him, and asked in detail about the battle, and learned that Zhou Shixiang exchanged the prisoner for a large amount of food with the Deqing Green Battalion, and also conspired with the Green Battalion Qian of Deqing to make a fortune, Song Xianggong's mood suddenly improved slightly, although his eyes were still red, but the tears stopped.

Zhao Sihai didn't know about the death of Boss Hu, and when he learned that the brothers who went out on the expedition had made a fortune, he was immediately so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, and when Ge Liu told him about Boss Hu's death, he was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to react and cry bitterly.

After he cried for a while, Song Xianggong went to persuade him, saying that people cannot be resurrected after death, and that the brothers who went out on the expedition are still on the way back, and there are many wounded, so they must quickly arrange for people to pick them up. The bereavement benefits that should be given should also be given, and how to give them must be determined in advance.

Ge Liu also persuaded for a while, and also said that the former camp is now presided over by Zhou Shixiang, Zhao Sihai has no opinion on this, and only said, "Brother Zhou is good."

The three of them discussed in the hall for a while, and then Song Xianggong went to the back camp, Ge Liu organized people to meet the front camp, and Zhao Sihai strengthened the vigilance in the city, so as not to let those who have different intentions jump over the wall after learning about this and make trouble before the front camp returns

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