Chapter 599: The Tartars Go South, and the Jingshi is in chaos

Capital.

After coming to Jingshi, Mo Yu rented a very small house here and lived here alone. The head of the Tartar killed by Zhang Zhun in Huangxian was used by the imperial court to publicize it, as long as it was a thick-skinned person, they all benefited from it, but there was nothing to do with Zhang Zhun and the Tiger Benjun. In other words, there is nothing to do without him. Therefore, Mo Yu's life has always been boring, boring, and lonely.

In the morning, the sun dried his buttocks, and Mo Yu woke up lazily. Since he came to Beijing, he, the "representative of the Beijing Office" of the Tiger Army, has not been very well received, and he has lived in such a small alley, and he has slowly been really forgotten. Slowly, Mo Yu has become synonymous with decadence.

Fortunately, as the representative of the Beijing Office, Mo Yu is not short of money. Originally, he wanted to find a better place to live and show the image of the Tiger Army. Later, he decided to disgust the court, and deliberately went into the poorest place, and when those big men remembered him in the future, he slowly tossed them. After a few months, I slowly got used to it.

There is a teahouse outside the door, and then there is a place to listen to the play, and there is a place to listen to the book, which is easy to pass the boring time. If you have sexual interest, go out and turn left, walk two streets, and you can solve it. It doesn't cost much, the service is good, and it's clean and hygienic. This kind of life, which is beautiful and wandering, and no one supervises it, is completely a sheep herder. Except for the place where he lived was not decent, Mo Yu felt that everything else was fine.

After washing up slowly, Mo Yu came to the small shop next to him slowly, and no one went in as if no one was around. This small shop specializes in snacks and everything, including breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Mo Yu never cooks, and basically eats three meals a day here. Because he often comes, the store even reserved a place for him. The strange thing is that the small shop that used to be quite lively is not there any people today, and all the seats are empty.

Mo Yu felt a little strange, and said casually: "Old fist, your business doesn't seem to be good today!" ”

The old fist is actually surnamed Quan, and the large size is all gold. Actually, it's quite honest No. 1. is desperately poor, and Jin Gui is not close to each other at all. The steamed buns he made are just the size of a fist, and one copper plate can buy three, which is very affordable, so it is nicknamed fist steamed buns. Because he is relatively old, Mo Yu indiscriminately calls others old fists, regardless of whether others accept it or not.

Hearing Mo Yu's voice, Quan Jingui hurriedly walked out of the inner room and said with concern: "Master Mo, I thought you had left the Jingshi!" Why are you still here? Hurry up, it's too late to get too late! ”

Mo Yu asked suspiciously, "Leaving Jingshi?" Why? ”

Quan Jingui said eagerly: "You don't know? Here comes the Tartars again, are you still going to stay here? ”

Mo Yu said a little curiously, "What Tartar is here again?" Where did it come from? ”

Quan Jingui looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Shhh Be quiet! Don't let the government hear! It is rumored outside that the Tartars have gone south to loot again, and the Jingshi may suffer another disaster. In the past two days, many people from Miyun, Huairou, and Changping have come to the capital. I gave it to enter the city last night, but I didn't give it this morning, saying that it was a spy mixed with Tartars. ”

Mo Yu was stunned and said, "Really? How come I don't know at all? ”

Quan Jingui said with a sigh: "That's what I heard about it. In the morning, everyone was killed in the north of the city, and it is said that the heads of the Tartars were still hanging on the tower. Alas, I don't know if it's really a spy, these days, everything is messed up. Alas, those who could not enter the city were miserable, and when the army of Tartars arrived, they would surely be trampled to death. Alas, it's better to run faster. ”

Mo Yu ignored the old fist's sighs and frowned secretly.

The Tartars actually went south again, it's really arrogant! I just came here last year, and I came again this year, it seems that I am really addicted to looting, and I regard Mingguo as my own back garden, come when I want, and leave if I want. However, he was born in the Tiger Army, and he was not very afraid of the Tartars. In the first battle of Huangxian, the Tiger Ben army killed thousands of Tartars. The Tartars will come back now, and they will only be killed. Mo Yu never doubted this.

If Zhang Zhun wants to evacuate the Beijing Division by himself, he will definitely notify himself in time. Since he didn't receive the notice, he just let himself continue to stay in the Jingshi. Without Zhang Zhun's order, he was happy to be free in Beijing. So, as usual, Mo Yu asked for a few steamed buns, a few steamed buns, and a bowl of porridge, and ate them slowly. During this period, he also carefully studied the difference between steamed buns and steamed buns. No way, he has too much time, so he has to waste it on these details.

"Mo Yu, Mo Yu!" Suddenly, someone came in and shouted condescendingly.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yu didn't raise his head, and slowly continued to study the surprise between steamed buns and steamed buns. Give your full attention and focus.

"Lord Liu is looking for you." The person who shouted at Mo Yu was dressed up, but his tone was quite domineering, as if he was Mo Yu's boss.

"Oh." Mo Yu responded listlessly, and his body didn't bother to move. He tore the steamed buns and buns one by one slowly, slowly, and chewed them slowly. With every move he makes, he wastes as much time as possible. Because, he must stay here for at least half an hour, otherwise, there will be nowhere to go. As for the person who called him, Mo Yu pretended not to see anything.

In Mo Yu's eyes, Lord Liu is not an adult at all, a small miscellaneous person in the Ministry of Rites, from the sesame official of the eighth grade, he doesn't even have a formal title. But this guy pretends to be garlic in front of Mo Yu all day long. When Mo Yu came to Jingshi, he was received by this guy from the Ministry of Rites. As soon as they met, this guy hinted that the Tiger Benjun had a lot of oil and water and wanted to ask for a bribe from Mo Yu. Mo Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and as a result, the two had an unpleasant quarrel.

The entourage saw that Mo Yu didn't react at all, and his expression was obviously very unhappy, and he couldn't help but say again: "Mo Yu, Lord Liu is looking for you." ”

Mo Yu still didn't raise his head, slowly chewed the bun in his mouth, and said lazily, "What are you looking for me to do?" ”

The entourage was a little angry, and said repeatedly: "Mo Yu, Lord Liu is looking for you." ”

Mo Yu still didn't look up, and said painlessly: "I know, what is he looking for me to do?" ”

The attendant was angry, and reached out to take the bun from Mo Yu's hand, and also to dump his porridge. Mo Yu suddenly stopped drying. What about eating, do you dare to do it? Smash Lao Tzu's job? If you can't say it, you can start with the other party. He was also an uncivilized master, picked up the porridge, splashed it directly on the other party's body, and said coldly: "Are you begging for food?" Here you go! ”

The entourage was furious, patted the porridge on his shirt, and was about to come up, really do it, and beat Mo Yu hard. Although Mo Yu is known as a literati, he is actually a gangster, and he has a lot of experience in fighting. As soon as he bent over, he copied the bench under his ass in his hand. The bench is in hand, I have it in the world, and he is staring at the other party.

Suddenly, a person came in from outside, it was the so-called Lord Liu. A full official uniform, as if he was a proud little rooster. He hurriedly separated the two, and said with a smile: "Mo Yu, can we talk in another place?" ”

Mo Yu waved the bench in his hand and said stiffly: "I'm beating a dog!" Very busy! We'll talk about it later! ”

Lord Liu's name is Liu Huade, and he happens to have a dog face, and when he heard Mo Yu mention the word dog, his face suddenly became difficult to look at, and he had to say in an accentuated tone: "Mo Yu, I have something important to look for you!" ”

Mo Yu copied the bench, vigilantly protecting himself, and said coldly: "What a big deal!" Let's talk about it here. ”

Liu Huade hurriedly said: "It's not convenient to talk here. ”

Mo Yu said casually: "What's inconvenient?" It is said that the Tartars have killed again? ”

Liu Huade's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Mo Yu, let's talk in another place." ”

Mo Yu said without thinking: "Let's talk about it here." ”

Liu Huade was helpless, so he had to say: "Since you want to talk here, then it's good, come here, and drive everyone else away!" ”

Mo Yu glanced at the other party coldly, frowned and said, "You pay the bill." ”

Liu Huade hurriedly threw out more than a dozen copper plates and put them on the table indiscriminately.

Mo Yu nibbled on steamed buns and walked out of the shop slowly. Damn, if it weren't for the worry of affecting the old fist, he and this Liu Huade wouldn't have a good word. Hmph, when the Tartars don't come, no one in the capital can see it, and no one has ever asked themselves. Now the Tartars are here, and as a result, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have escaped. Deserve!

Suddenly, Mo Yu felt that someone was in the way, so he habitually looked up. Yes, it's another cow ghost and snake god! It turned out that the person standing in front of him was Lang Zhong of the Ministry of Etiquette and Ceremonies, named Huang Gonglin. Mo Yu also hates this guy, and drags it as if it is two hundred and five, but in fact, he is a petty official of the fifth grade. Mo Yu estimated that Zhang Zhun was a member of the first grade, and if he was rewarded for his meritorious deeds, he would definitely have no problem getting a positive five grades. The other party dragged it, and he naturally dragged it even more.

Among the six departments, officials, households, rites, workers, criminals, and soldiers, the Ministry of Rites is a typical Qingshui Yamen, but all eyes are in the sky, and they don't look at people. When he asked for bribes, he was not willing to be left behind. Because of certain things, Mo Yu has been to the Ministry of Rites several times, and the consequences are naturally conceivable.

With the support of Zhang Zhun and Hu Benjun, Mo Yu raised the leftover buns in his hand and said unceremoniously: "Huang Langzhong, what are you doing here in the morning?" I have a few leftover buns in my hand, do you want to divide the two of you? ”

Huang Gonglin said with a deep face: "Mo Yu, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Mo Yu took the bun back and said indifferently: "Okay, say it!" ”

Huang Gonglin said solemnly: "Let's go back to the Ministry of Rites to discuss." ”

Mo Yu rolled his eyes and said with a sneer on his face: "Excuse me, last time I went to your Ministry of Rites, they all dragged them like the king of heaven, Lao Tzu couldn't find a place to have a cup of tea." I think it's more comfortable to talk here. ”

Huang Gonglin's face was slightly angry, and he couldn't help but raise his voice, and said angrily: "Mo Yu, what kind of attitude do you have?" ”

Mo Yu spread his hands, with a sarcastic look on his face, and said unceremoniously: "What is my attitude?" I want to kneel three times and bow nine times, and then say respectfully, Lord Langzhong, what are you looking for me? How could I ask you to come in person? Your old man goes to the thatched house for someone else...... All you need is a command, and I'll roll over to it......"

Huang Gonglin said angrily: "You! You! Bummer! ”

Mo Yu said disdainfully: "Phew! I don't know who is a scoundrel yet! Usually the eyes are on the top of the head, and I look at Lao Tzu as if he is called a flower child! Do you owe money to your family? Now that the Tartars are calling, peeing their pants, they think of our Tiger Army, right? Bah! I don't know which one you are! If you want to talk to Lao Tzu, please come to your Ministry of Rites! You're not enough for class! ”

Huang Gonglin was angry, stretched out his hand and pointed at Mo Yu, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't say a word. If it had been someone else, perhaps he would have ordered others to be tied up and criminalized. However, in the face of Mo Yu, he didn't dare. In fact, he was indeed ordered to come to Mo Yu.

The Tartars went south for the third time, and the high-level of the Jingshi knew about it. The Tartars went south this time, and they were very ferocious. Intelligence indicates that the Tartars may have an army of more than 100,000 when they went south this time. With an army of more than 100,000 troops, it is also possible to attack the Beijing Division. For a time, the military department and the cabinet, as well as the emperor, were all numb in their scalps. If the Tartars really besieged the Jingshi, how would it be good? It was too late to transfer troops from Shaanxi and Sichuan, and the Guanning army could not be transferred much. So, the first thing that everyone thought of was naturally Zhang Zhun's Tiger Army.

The question is, how to negotiate terms with the Tiger Ben Army as soon as possible? Everyone knows that Zhang Zhun is an unruly lord, and without sweetness, he will not help at all. The last time the Tartars attacked his territory, he had to fight the Tartars to the death. This time, it was Jingshi who attacked the Tartars, and Zhang Zhun didn't bother to pay attention to it! But, in any case, give it a try. If you want to try, you must contact Hu Benjun and Zhang Zhun.

Finally, some people remembered that when Shi Kefa escorted the head of the Tartar into Beijing, there seemed to be a person who claimed to be the representative of the Tiger Ben Army and followed him to the capital. Later, everyone kicked the Tiger Army aside, and the military department and other departments competed for merit, completely forgetting the representative of the Tiger Army. I don't know if he is still in the capital. Finally, God is pitiful, someone in the Ministry of Rites still knows Mo Yu's address, so he hurriedly came to the door.

Mo Yu understood very well in his heart, and no matter how angry Huang Gonglin was, he said to himself: "If you have something to do with the Tiger Benjun, go directly to Shandong to find Lord Dudu." Isn't Shi Kefa known as the Divine Taibao? You sent him to Shandong! ”

Huang Gonglin forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, put on a righteous and stern look, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Yu, this is a national event, don't be a child's play!" ”

Mo Yu rolled his eyes again, and said with a sarcastic face: "Fart's national affairs!" When there is a difficulty, I think of the Tiger Ben Army, and when there is a benefit, why don't I see anyone mention it? I said, you either send Shi Kefa to Shandong, or let the Ministry of Rites Shangshu come and talk to me! Other people, Lao Tzu is too lazy to see! ”

With that, he walked away.

Behind him, only the helpless Lord Langzhong of the Ministry of Rites remained.