Since the tragic siege of the city in the second year of the Apocalypse, Guiyang has become a ghost domain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAfter this battle, Guiyang changed hands several times between the official army and Luxury, and it was not until a year or two ago that it was slightly settled, although a few years was not enough to recover, but compared with the depression after the second year of the Apocalypse, Guiyang began to have a little popularity in the first year of Chongzhen.

There are clouds in the Book of Poetry: fire flows in July, and clothes are given in August. Although Guiyang is located in the southwest, the climate is completely different from that of Sichuan, which is close at hand, and Guiyang in August is the time of high autumn weather, especially cold in the morning and evening. Since the rebellion, the city of Guiyang is sparsely populated, traces of war still exist, the number of households is less than 500, but a few main streets, gradually still full of people. When the morning light is faint, accompanied by the barking of dogs and the crowing of chickens, the smoke curls in the people's homes, a rare peaceful scene.

The officials of all sizes in the city gathered at the city gate at the dawn of the day, and everyone was dressed in official clothes, and the scene was quiet and orderly. It is a pity that at this time, the military disasters are still numerous, and the officials in Guizhou are killed by the traitors I don't know how many, and now all the yamen are seriously lacking, but the officials have sent officials to Guiyang several times, either refusing to take office, or preferring not to do errands, simply abandon the official and flee. After so many times, the officials in Guiyang became angry - you don't want to come, I don't want you!

However, it is not an ordinary person who makes the big officials and officials of the city willingly wait at the city gate early in the morning, but the Zhu Xieyuan, who was the political envoy of Sichuan Zuobu in the second year of the Apocalypse, successfully guarded Chengdu for more than three months and repelled the father and son of Yu Chongming. He once supervised the armies of Guizhou, Yunnan, and Guangxi with the secretary of the military department, and designed to kill Hao Yin, which almost completely pacified the chaos in the southwest.

It's a pity that not long after, Zhu Xieyuan went home to guard the system because of his father's funeral, and Zhang Heming, who replaced him, didn't know if the older the rivers and lakes, the less timid he became. Then the southwest was in turmoil again. In June of the first year of Chongzhen, the emperor discussed with the cabinet, "Zhu Xie, the secretary of the military department and the right capital of the Inspectorate, the governor of the imperial history of Yunnan, Guizhou, Hubei, Hunan, Sichuan, and other remote places in Guizhou", the newspaper spread to the southwest, and the officials and the people were all shocked and rejoiced, and they all said that this time they would not let the two thieves escape with their lives!

When the general is about to pass, there will be a single Pegasus to report: Zhu Xieyuan's brigade is still a few miles away! The officials were busy standing in unison, eagerly awaited under the leadership of several commanders. Didn't wait long, to the flag, the gong, the card, the umbrella, the fan and other brigade honor guards as the guide, blowing all the way, in the middle you can vaguely see a black hat and red clothes horse rider standing on the horse, a cadre of people according to the official class, led by the Guiyang prefect led by Qi Qi to give a salute, dragged out the voice and sang: "Welcome Zhu Butang!" ”

Zhu Xieyuan didn't need to be helped, he jumped off the horse neatly, he was an eight-foot-long man, with a big belly, wearing a royal red python suit, wearing a black gauze hat, a jade leather belt tied around his waist, and soapy leather boots under his feet, for the court, for the people, it is good to have a peace. ”

The former prefect of Guiyang was not in the war, and the current prefect arrived at the beginning of last year, and since taking office, he has also worked hard to gather the people and restore the people's livelihood. He bowed deeply to Zhu Xieyuan, and said with a choked voice: "The lower officials have been waiting for the ministry for a long time!" Since the second year of the Apocalypse, Guiyang has suffered several military disasters, and the people are in trouble......" He glanced up at Zhu Xieyuan, sighed, and couldn't go on.

Although they had not personally experienced the horrific siege of the city, since their arrival, as far as the eye could see, there were no bones in the grass of the abandoned houses, and there were countless people who stood alone and guarded the tombs. In the past, the densely populated and prosperous capital of Guizhou Province is now full of broken walls and ruins in the city, and there are only 500 scattered families left!

Zhu Xieyuan also sighed lightly, and after a few more greetings, he ordered the entourage to pack up the honor guard and enter the city together. Along the way, he rode on a horse and looked left and right, and there was a ruin in his eyes, and then he walked for a while to the vicinity of the political envoy's yamen, which was more lively, and there were also bold businessmen who opened shops to do some tea and food, and on the road they could also see a few sparse pedestrians, almost all of whom had withered faces and looked dish. Only occasionally a few innocent children laughed and ran all the way, and a few traces of earthly popularity wafted in the air.

When I went to the governor's yamen, I first arranged a few adjutant staff, and the entourage looked around and came to report: "There are traces of cleaning up everywhere, and I think the officials here have cleaned it up first." ”

Zhu Xieyuan went down to the black gauze hat coat outside in the scholar's clothes, changed into Yanju's cyan shirt, and wore a lacquered yarn Dongpo scarf, changed out of soap boots, and kicked a pair of green shoes. ”

The entourage is his family, called Zhu Ren on weekdays, listening to his post, he replied with a low eyebrow and a solemn hand: "It's all arranged, the adjutant has his own family, only the residence is arranged, and each of the several friends is a scholar and a follower, because the master did not bring a female dependents on this trip, and there is nothing to buy here, so there are no maidservants." ”

"That's pretty good." Zhu Xieyuan closed his eyes and heard this, nodded with some satisfaction: "It's unusual for us to come here, I'm afraid that there will be more in the army in the future, and it is really inconvenient for the female dependents." A few gentlemen should take good care of them, choose some good children who are down-to-earth and clever, and don't treat others badly. ”

The master and servant gossiped for a while, and Zhu Xieyuan instructed Zhu Ren to go down and check the arrangements one by one. He got up and paced around the room twice, thought about it, took a scholar with him, and walked into the wing room without calling anyone else. Only then did Zhu Ren tell him that several of the staff members who praised him for painting the military and arranged general affairs lived here.

Compared with other feudal officials, Zhu Xieyuan's staff can be said to be pitiful, very few. First, he is conceited, and secondly, he is also cautious by nature, not a trustworthy person, and will never entrust things to him. Therefore, although the number of his staff members is small, they are really all heroes for a while, and several peacekeepers during the Apocalypse have made a lot of contributions.

As Zhu Xieyuan walked, his mind was full of chaotic thoughts. Originally, before he was worried, the matter in the southwest had probably been decided, Hao Yin was dead, and Gao Chong would not do much to be old next year, and An Bangyan was afraid of the official army, so he had already sent a letter to beg to surrender. At that time, he thought that in such a situation, there should be no repetition, but he didn't expect that the court used people improperly, and Yang Minghui, the general sent to appease, was arrogant and incompetent, "Only to appease the position, not to pardon Bangyan, Bangyan is angry, kill Minghui, and the discussion is extinct." ”

The two places of Sichuan and Guizhou, which had gradually stabilized, were faintly turbulent again, Rao is Zhu Xieyuan's temperament is resolute, and he sighs when there is no one around, and the princes in the hall are really short-sighted! The people used are wrong, it's better not to use them! Therefore, when the official of Tiqi came in a hurry with the edict of revenge, he sat at home, and immediately took the case when he heard the inquiry, Zhu Xieyuan swore that he would never return to the court if he did not cut down the two thieves of luxury this time!

All kinds of thoughts were entangled and fluttering in Zhu Xieyuan's alarm clock, and he had already walked to the door of the wing room where the staff lived out of nowhere. The scholar pen and ink was about to knock on the door, he waved his hand, the pen and ink knew that he retreated, Zhu Xieyuan himself went to knock on the door, just knocked twice, and a clear inquiry came from the house: "Who is the visitor?" ”

Zhu Xieyuan laughed, and before he could speak, the door had been opened, and a young man in his thirties with a dashing expression appeared in front of him. Seeing that the person who came was Zhu Xieyuan, the other party was stunned, suddenly smiled, arched his hand casually, and said: "I still want to find the ministry just now, but I don't want the ministry to be one step faster, which is really embarrassing." ”

"Yan Gui laughed." Zhu Xieyuan smiled at him, and then turned back to the pen and ink and ordered: "You go to the same kitchen and give an order, don't be too extravagant, clean up some side dishes with wine, and then blanch a pot of wine, and I will return with the wild goose to be happy and relaxed." ”

This young man named Yangui is surnamed Jiang, and his single name is Yizi. Although he is young, he is Zhu Xieyuan's old friend, when Zhu Xieyuan was the commander of the military of the southwest provinces, Jiang Yi gave advice to Zhu Xieyuan, and several major victories of the official army were all written by this young man, who was really a smart and resourceful person. What's even more rare is that he has read all the articles of scripture and history, but he is not as pedantic as ordinary people, but he has his own introduction, but unfortunately he has no luck with Kedi, he has a free and easy temperament, and simply no longer seeks the exam, and went to Zhu Xieyuan to find a job as a staff member - this was seven or eight years ago.

The pen and ink took the order and left, Zhu Xieyuan did not see Jiang Yi outside, so he went into the house to find a drum pier to sit down, and then looked at the surrounding furnishings, and saw that the beams and walls of the house were very old, and there were no furnishings or anything like that. There are two rooms inside and outside this wing, the outer room is both a reception room and a study, and the inner room is only a bedroom, which is really cramped.

Jiang Yi followed Zhu Xieyuan's gaze and looked over, first stunned, but first smiled freely, the accommodation was simple and did not pay attention to it at all, and said with a relaxed expression: "Shi Zhigong has always valued us, but now that things are important, where can people live in the world?" What's more, in this Guiyang City," he stopped talking, shook his head, looked unbearable, sighed, and then continued: "The most important thing now is that I feel that it is not only the end of the war, but also the Zhumiao Yi and other clans that occupy the southwest. ”

Zhu Xieyuan also nodded, pondered for a moment, and said to Jiang Yi what he had thought in his heart recently: "The old man also thinks the same. The geese returned to the same place as I thought. The two thieves of luxury seem to be powerful, but they are not to be worried. My worries still fall on this Nanxiyi. Suppression, of course, must be suppressed, and it must be ruthlessly suppressed; But the word "suppression" has always been used together, and on this word, we have to make a good fuss. ”