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The dragon boat sails on the canal, the Huainan land on both sides of the river continues to retreat, and the rippling water waves in the wind and rain beat the hull of the boat, but because the dragon boat is huge, there is no shaking at all in front of this small wave, which can be called "walking on the ground".

The two Huai were once the frontier of the confrontation between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Mongols, and in the ups and downs of the two Huai, the two sides had fought a bloody war for decades. Defending the river must defend the Huai, the Song court understood this truth, and the Mongols also understood this truth, at that time, the most elite troops on both sides were concentrated in the two Huai, if it were not for the Mongols suddenly turned their target to Xiangyang and took the middle road to the south, I am afraid that the land of the two Huai would add countless white bones.

After the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the town navy, the two Huai army swept, the entire Huainan and Huaibei also became the land of the Ming Dynasty, and in order to restore the vitality of the two Huai because of the chaos of the army, the Ming Dynasty really took a lot of effort, whether it is the dredging of the canal or the migration from the south of the Yangtze River to the north, in fact, it is driving the prosperity of the entire Huai region. In addition, the Huaishui River was originally accompanied by canals and large rivers, so the towns along both sides of the Huaishui River were also revitalized by the arrival of a large number of southern merchants.

The last time Ye Yingwu toured the north, when he passed by Lianghuai, it was still a scene of great construction, and now the wharves and towns spawned by canal shipping are lined up on both sides of the river, and Lianghuai has naturally become the center of communication between the north and south of the Ming Dynasty.

Holding the chess pieces in his hand, Ye Yingwu frowned and looked at the chessboard, not moved by foreign objects.

Ye Yingwu's chess skills are already a well-known joke in the harem, so many concubines are usually reluctant to play chess with Ye Yingwu as long as they can, because His Majesty's face is wrong if they win, but if they want to lose chess, even if they deliberately release water, it seems that it is not a simple matter.

This also made Ye Yingwu invincible in the harem for a period of time. It wasn't until Gesang appeared that Ye Yingwu was finally a "chess opponent". The two often catch and fight each other, and it is difficult to separate. It's just that Gesang only came into contact with Go after coming to the Central Plains, and Ye Yingwu has been in contact with Go for more than ten years. With such a big gap in the "age of chess skills" between the two, it is really amazing that they can still kill in the dark after that.

"Husband, you're going to cross the Huaishui ahead." Hui Niang hurriedly rushed in from outside, and the maid behind her hurriedly followed her in with an oil-paper umbrella. This girl has always walked in a hurry, and the maid with a little bit of foot strength can't keep up with her pace at all. This also made the oil-paper umbrella not on top of Hui Niang's head half the time.

After walking in the wind and rain, half of Hui Niang's clothes were already soaked, sticking to her body, outlining her graceful figure. If it weren't for the dark color of the clothes, even if it was soaked, he wouldn't be able to see the color of the gown inside, and Ye Yingwu also knew the temperament of this girl, I'm afraid I really doubt that this girl wants to come back and seduce herself.

"Look at you, is this going out to see the scenery or going swimming." Ye Yingwu stood up with a smile, and several maidservants stepped forward to wait for Hui Niang to change her clothes. Ye Yingwu stepped forward directly and dragged Hui Niang to the fire, although it was already April at this time, the weather was warm, but after all, it was raining, and Hui Niang's body was wet, Ye Yingwu was of course afraid that she would suffer from the cold.

Seeing that His Majesty obviously wanted to come by himself, several handmaidens bowed their heads slightly. Gesang also stood up, picked up the dry clothes and handed them to Ye Yingwu.

Ye Yingwu rubbed Hui Niang's wet hair, and said helplessly: "My hair is not dry, I will suffer from the wind and cold if I continue like this, let's come, go to boil water first, and wait for Niangniang to bathe." ”

Hui Niang untied her belt, took off her coat, then picked up her clothes from Gesang's hand and put them on, and glanced back at Ye Yingwu: "You want to be beautiful." Don't think that the concubine doesn't know what His Majesty the Emperor thinks, isn't it just that her coat is a little wet, as for being so popular? ”

Gesang Qiao's face was slightly red, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After all, Ye Yingwu was cheeky, so he didn't hear this sentence, and directly beckoned Gesang to go back to play chess.

And the knock on the door sounded, Ye Yingwu was stunned for a moment, and Jiang Tie's voice sounded through the screen: "Your Majesty, the latest battle report ahead." ”

Ye Yingwu asked Gesang to help Hui Niang change her clothes, and walked out by herself: "Let all the staff and jinshi go to the imperial study in the middle of the dragon boat." ”

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The night was low, obscuring the bright moon and stars in the sky.

The streets of Tungning Province were completely covered in night, and there was not a single figure, not even a Mongolian patrol.

Liaodong was originally dark early, and there were only women, children, old and weak left in the city, so the Mongols did not implement a curfew, after all, the garrison of the city was already overstretched, and it was long time impossible to dispatch troops to patrol. What's more, half of the Mongol troops defending the city were strong men caught in the city, and it was good to sneak home without desertion, and the Mongols naturally did not expect to be able to rely on them to enforce curfews and serve as patrols.

The door in the alley was knocked gently, and it was a middle-aged woman who opened the door, and it was bitter cold in Liaodong, even if this place was a city resident, it was naturally impossible for him to be as gentle and weak as a Jiangnan woman. This middle-aged woman is just a normal appearance, and she is actually quite outstanding in this city. Perhaps because of the lack of food in the house, the woman's face was not flushed, revealing a sallow yellow color that almost everyone in the city had on their faces.

After all, the last bit of food was almost all scavenged by the Mongols, and the strong men in the family were either in the city, or they had already died in battle, and there was a group of women and children left in the family, old and weak, who could only sit and wait for death in the face of higher and higher food prices. Even if the family is rich, sometimes there is no food, and even if you have money, you can't eat it.

When she saw the knocker in the middle of the night, the woman was not only alarmed, but also showed joy, and hurriedly opened the door to let him in, and carefully lit the candle on the table:

"You've been waiting for days, and if you don't come again, I'm afraid this thing won't be needed."

It was a thin and short man who came in, dressed in black, otherwise he would not have been able to melt into the darkness. Nodding at the moment, the man untied his coat, took off the grain bag wrapped around his waist and handed it to the woman: "These days, the Mongolian Tatars have blocked the city, so they can only give you these grains, but rest assured, tomorrow the Ming Dynasty will start attacking the city, once the city is taken, how much will be needed." ”

Although the sack did not seem to contain much grain, and was so thin that it could be held with one hand, the woman's eyes were straight the moment she saw the sack. If this man doesn't come, the elderly and children at home will only be able to drink water tomorrow.

This is the family's life-saving food, how can the woman not be in a hurry, and want to reach out and take it at the moment.

The man waved his hand violently and said in a deep voice: "Old rules." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, hurriedly opened the table drawer, took out the tight package from it and handed it to the man, her hands were still trembling: "That's it, he sneaked back yesterday and threw it in the yard of the house, I haven't opened it and seen it, I don't know if it's what you want." ”

"The one in your family is still a smart person, and he knows how his family has survived these days." The man said coldly, "And he should also know what the price will be paid if there is a mistake." ”

The woman shuddered, and did not dare to look at the package, so she let the man put the bag of grain into her hand. The Mongols had already run out of food and pay in the army, and although her husband had become a centurion because of his early entry into the army, it was difficult to support himself with that meager salary, not to mention the old people and children at home.

Working with the Han people, he had no choice, and she didn't have a choice.

And the woman also knew that there were many more like herself in this Dongning Mansion.

Originally, they were Jurchens, not Mongols, and there was no difference between the Mongols oppressing them and the Han Chinese, so they were never ambiguous in betraying the Mongols. His own life and the lives of his most important wife and children are almost gone, where can he control Mongolia!

At this point, as long as the Jurchens who are still normal understand a truth.

To be a Han dog still has a life, to be a Mongolian dog, not even a life is gone!

What's more, according to the promises made by these Han people, after the matter is completed, the Ming Dynasty will give them preferential treatment, the imperial court will be responsible for arranging work, solving some problems, and the most important and attractive person is that the Ming will give them the identity of the Ming people, which means that the family does not need to send people to the battlefield to make military merits, and they can get rid of the miserable situation of becoming a slave at any time.

Such benefits, coupled with the fact that the Ming Dynasty has already gained the upper hand, Mongolia now only has the power to parry, so how to choose, these Jurchens are not stupid, and naturally understand.

Putting away the package, the man turned and left. When the woman turned around, he was nowhere to be seen, except for the door. The woman clutched her chest and exhaled softly, cautiously stepped forward to take a look, and then quickly closed the door and blew out the candle.

Once again, everything descends into darkness.

But what the woman didn't know was that after a quarter of an hour, a shadow suddenly burst out in the corner under the wall of her house, and disappeared into the alley in an instant. This is an extraordinary time, and the thin man will naturally be able to prevent any accidents, lest this woman collude with the Mongolian Tatars, it doesn't matter if he dies here for the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that the siege army will also sacrifice in vain because of the error of this city defense information.

The thin man's hands and feet were very sensitive, and he quickly passed through the alleys one by one, all the way to the bottom of the upper city trail in the west of the city.

"Who's coming?!" Several soldiers stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

However, before their words fell, a Mongolian centurion behind them had already stood up and waved his hand, and the soldiers suddenly understood, hurriedly retreated, and instead helped guard the surroundings. The thin man arched his hand at Nadu's head, and said in Jurchen words: "The soldiers will come to block." ”

The centurion nodded, apparently having received the news before this, and did not say anything, but made a gesture of please. As long as the people who are fighting in the army, they know it more or less, so it is easy to answer "water to cover up", but the real answer is actually to keep silent.

The thin man did not hesitate at all, and followed the centurion to the uptown trail.

This is the west gate of Dongning Mansion, and it is also the only gate that the Ming army does not plan to attack, and the Mongols obviously understand the truth of "encircling three and missing one", so most of the troops arranged here are Jurchens and Bohai people, although they did not expect these guys to defend the city, but it is still okay to use it to look at the wind.

It's just that the Mongols didn't expect that many of these Jurchens defending the city had actually been bought by the Ming Jinyi Guards a long time ago, including the city defense map of Dongning Mansion, which was given by these Jurchen centurions or even thousands, after all, ordinary soldiers did not have the ability to walk all over the city, and they still had the opportunity to draw so many drawings.

A hanging basket had already been prepared, and the centurion pointed at the thin man, whose cronies had spread their guard in all directions.

"Hurry up, that Mongol is still sleeping. You're late, and he'll probably get up and patrol if you don't leave. The centurion whispered cautiously, dragging the basket himself.

The thin man arched his hand and jumped into the basket. The hanging basket was slowly lowered with the help of the soldiers around it.

"What are you doing?!" Suddenly there was a shout in the darkness.

A disheveled man rushed out with a knife, and there were several figures around him, and the rest of the Jurchens and Bohai soldiers who were dozing off on the city wall were also awakened, rubbing their eyes and sitting up, looking at the changes in front of them with some surprise.

The centurion gritted his teeth, the Mongolian Tatars were still not at ease with themselves, although there were only six or seven hundred people at the head of the city of Ximen, and a Mongolian commander was also sent over. I've been on guard against this guy, why hasn't this guy been on guard against himself?

Sure enough, it was just such a small movement, which alarmed him.

At that moment, the centurion waved his hand without hesitation, and more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers had already rushed up and surrounded the centurion and several of his personal guards.

"Are you going to rebel?!" The commander shouted sharply, no one was allowed to leave the city without his order, not to mention that this posture was either a messenger who went to make peace with the Southern Barbarians, or a sentry of the Southern Barbarians, and he did not expect that he would be wary of this person in every possible way, and he still wanted to betray Mongolia.

"Lao Tzu has long been reversed." The centurion also made up his mind that in this city, there were twenty or thirty of his cronies, plus there were Jurchens and Bohai people all around, everyone was not stupid, and they knew what to do.

The commander didn't care about so much, and when he picked up the bow and arrow, he was about to shoot at the thin man on the hanging basket. A sinister sneer appeared at the corner of the centurion's mouth, and he took a step forward, and the short blade that had been hidden in his hand stabbed directly into the chest, and then spun around fiercely.

Even in the hard heart, it was directly crushed by the blade at this time.

The commander's eyes widened, and he looked at the hideous face in front of him in disbelief, he never thought that these Jurchens, who were usually submissive, really had the courage to kill themselves. Perhaps the commander has forgotten that the Jurchens are also a fierce people on horseback, and they were once the conquerors of the Central Plains, and they once pressed the Mongols to fight, and once upon a time, they bowed down to the Mongols and waged their tails to beg for mercy, just because they hid their minions and waited for the opportunity to make a comeback.

The fierce energy forged between the white mountains and black waters has always flowed in the blood.

Several of the guards around the centurion were quickly hacked to death by the centurion's cronies. The centurion patted the commander on the back in a low voice, and smiled at the soldiers around him: "The centurion is just drunk, come here, and help the commander go back with a certain one." ”

Seeing the hideous smile on the centurion's face, all the soldiers couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, they naturally knew very well that the centurion had already made up his mind to fight against the Mongol Tatars, and looking at the people standing beside the centurion, they knew that many of the Jurchens had actually secretly taken refuge in the Ming Dynasty.

And what they didn't know was that for the Mongol army in Liaodong, this was just the beginning.

The beginning of a collapse.

The entire city wall quickly fell silent, as if nothing had happened. And the thin man believed that even if the Mongols were really suspicious and sent someone to check, what they saw should be a thousand-captain who was snoring and sleeping like a dead pig. What's more, now the Mongols' attention was obviously not on the western wall, otherwise they would not have been able to send only one commander with two or three personal guards.

Jumping out of the basket, the thin man did not rush into the darkness without looking back, but looked up at the city wall thoughtfully, although he couldn't see the people on the city wall, but the thin man could imagine the figures on the city wall.

The Mongols are enemies of the Ming Dynasty, and the Jurchens now seem to be helping the Ming Dynasty, but in fact they just want to live, if they can recuperate, then one day once the Ming is weakened, will these Jurchens become the source of unrest again?

The thin man didn't dare to think any deeper, and let the darkness under the city swallow his figure.