Hundreds of miles away in Yandi, starvation everywhere, war chaos, but here is red and leaning on the cui, it is also a strange scene, but I have to say that the popularity here is too good to say, there was once a local business united to deal with Yicuilou.

Unexpectedly, after spending a lot of money, the governor of Xiongzhou personally came forward to warn them not to act rashly. To tell the truth, if you do business in a border city like Xiongzhou, if you don't have a background, you would have been eaten to the point that there would be no scum left.

After this turmoil, Yicuilou's business became bigger and bigger, and idlers did not dare to come to make trouble.

Today, Yi Cui Lou came to a group of special customers, attracted this business is a scribe in civilian clothes, Yi Cui Lou's hands are all seen in the world, looking at this person's conversation, it should be a person of officialdom, and behind this person is actually led by a group of strangely dressed, short and thick alien people, whose hair ornament has money rat tail braids, it should be the rumored Jurchen people these days.

The horses that the Jurchens sat on were also full of wildness, and it took a lot of effort to lead them to the stable, and serve them with good essences, no matter what, the Jurchens' appearance was too bad, and the steward of Yicui Lou was a little hesitant, after all, this kind of business, if there is a slight negligence, it will offend the characters who cannot be offended.

However, after the scribe who took the lead threw down a hundred dollars, Yi Cuilou had nothing to say, and took over the business directly.

To tell the truth, the twenty sisters who served the Jurchens were extremely reluctant at first, and these Jurchens smelled a smell of blood from afar.

These Jurchens are also anxious, and they don't send people to wait, and their mouths are full of barbarian words, so they hurriedly carried their sister into the house.

At the same time, Yang Ling received a message from Wang Gui, "My lord, the Jurchen envoy entered Yicui Building, and we didn't dare to follow, only Lao Tang was squatting outside." ”

"Well done." Yang Ling paced back and forth for a few steps, but there was only a voice in his heart shouting frantically, he must not let the Jurchen enter the Yan Land, Tong Guan made a good calculation, please ask the Jurchen to return to the Yan Land, you need to know that it is easy to send the gods to the gods, and you don't know that the catastrophe is coming.

"Keep listening, don't let go." Yang Ling is also helpless, as a figure who is insignificant to the overall situation, at least now he basically can't do anything except keep an eye on the Jurchens.

After Wang Gui left, Yue Fei finally couldn't help but step forward and ask, "My lord, I see that the Great Song Dynasty is so desperate for the Jurchens, you are the only one, and the Jurchens are so terrible?" According to a certain point of view, it is an adult who is too worried. ”

Yang Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Pengju, I also hope so, I hope so......" Yang Ling looked at the roof blankly, and the picture that came to his mind was full of the prosperous Bianliang capital city in the Jingkang Change, which was trampled by the iron hooves of the Jurchen envoys, and the murders they created were too many to write.

Early in the morning, the sun has not yet risen from the horizon, the steward of Yicui Lou has been handed over, in exchange for the person who has just woken up, the age is about forty years old, the face is slightly round, a smile is to give people a great sense of joy, when the door upstairs opens, the steward seems to be a little surprised, after tossing all night, it is rare for someone to get up so early, not sleeping until the sun is three poles is also a strange thing, after all, the steward has always been full of confidence in the sister of the store.

What surprised him even more was that more than a dozen Jurchen Tartars came out of this room one after another, and everyone's eyes were just a little violent.

Despite this, the steward still greeted him with a smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, if there is anything that needs a small service, just say it." ”

One of the Jurchens at the head just said stiffly, "Where are our horses?" ”

"It's in the backyard stable, and the little one will send someone to bring it to a few masters." After the steward finished speaking, he was about to call someone over, but he drank for the Jurchens, "No need, our horses are fierce, and it will inevitably be another toss, so let's go by ourselves." ”

After saying that, he did not bother to say anything more to the steward, and strode to the stable.

This steward was bored, and after the Jurchens left, they couldn't help muttering, "It's really an uneducated barbarian, and I don't know what to do." ”

The steward turned around and summoned a few of his subordinates and instructed them to go and clean the room carefully.

Who knew that as soon as the steward sat down, he heard a frightened voice from upstairs, "Dead man, dead man......"

The steward was shocked, he had also seen the world, and he couldn't care about his somewhat bloated body at the moment, and ran up at a speed of eighty miles per second.

"What are you screaming about, all shut up, disturbing the guests' dreams, can you afford it?" After the steward went upstairs, he first reprimanded a few people who were trembling at the door for no reason, and then squeezed in from among them.

I saw that the room was messy, and the sister who came in to serve yesterday was not an inch at the moment, her body was full of scars, and her lower body was even more miserable, and the whole room was full of blood and strange smell.

Several sisters are pale, their eyes are blank, and they have been dead for a while, and the rest are more breathless than angry.

Before they could recover from the shock, they saw the steward who had just entered the door, ran out in embarrassment, and shouted in a higher decibel than them, "Dead, dead......

Tang Huai and Wang Gui, who had been monitoring the Jurchens at the door of Yicui Tower, did not dare to slack off, and only took turns to take a nap throughout the night.

When the Jurchen Tartars rode away, the two immediately followed from a distance, and like them, the Khitans who were also monitoring the Jurchen Tartars did not sleep all night.

But looking at this situation, it turned out that the Jurchen Tartars who had been tossing all night were more energetic than the people on either side of them.

In the post station, Yang Ling kept walking around in his room, and came to the city, Yang Ling asked a nurse to take care of Ma Fangxu, who was only three months old.

Ma Xiaoying was originally a diligent woman, and where she was idle, she turned to serve Yang Ling's daily life.