PS: The family sits around a wooden barrel and eats the same meal, with different minds. After all, Buddha Nian is a child, and when his stomach is empty, he eats a different meal from the palace for the first time. Although it is not rich and exquisite, it has a unique taste, and it is a very place at a very different time, there is not so much red tape for eating in the palace, a bite of Hu cake and a mouthful of vegetables, gobbling it up, and being willing to eat it. Gao's has always been tired of eating, and for many years, the dinner is bright candles, silk and bamboo on the side, Jieyu pours wine, Huangmen passes vegetables, the north and south specialties are tasted in a different way, the new wine is aged in rotation, and there is a special spring water for cooking tea. Although I am hungry tonight, I condescend to sit on the ground, eat coarse tea and light rice on the bottom of a wooden barrel, if I say that the lamp is bright, there are two torches, and when it comes to silk and bamboo, there are only four kinds of vegetables under the chopstick, and the stomach is only a basket of cakes, the dignity of the mother of the country, the cooking of the village woman, and then I think that there is obviously no hot water bathing tonight, and I can't be dissatisfied and complain. Only Yao Hong, he couldn't eat the food at all. He chewed and swallowed mechanically as he pricked up his ears to listen for movement outside.

He was waiting for the spies who went to Zhengcheng.

The footprints of the setting sun gradually moved away from the window paper, and the room gradually became dark.

Accustomed to living in the big house in Chang'an Palace, the largest house in Shiqiao Town is too small for Yao Hong. There was not a single eunuch around, only the officers and soldiers of the Yulin Cavalry, who had just finished cleaning the room with their rough hands, and there was neither incense to use nor flowers to enter the door, and there was still a smell of barrenness in the house that had not been occupied for a long time.

There was no screen, and the soldiers brought in two weapon racks, hung a row of cloaks on them, and barely covered a wooden bed, which was considered a "harem", and there was nowhere to find brocade cotton mattresses in a hurry. The soldiers found clean straw and spread it on the bed, on which were two large sheets of cowhide. The cowhide is covered with two more military flags, but it is also soft and hard. Two cloth bags of grain. Wrapped in a brocade robe, it is considered a pillow. At this moment, Empress Gao was half-lying on the edge of the wooden bed, leaning on the pillow, facing the wall in a daze. There was a spider web in the corner of the wall that had not been cleaned, and it swayed faintly under the touch of the breeze in the door, as if beating for the sorrow of the mother of the nation. There was originally a hole in the corner, and an officer looked at it for a while and said it should be a rat hole. Don't let the rats alarm the Holy Driver. But in a hurry, there is no time to smoke the jug, and that will make it more wolf-like, there is no better way, simply nail a lance head into it, it can be regarded as using the power of the armor soldier, deterring the little thief, as for whether the mouse will be sideways, tearing on the beam in the middle of the night, only God knows.

There was no desk in the house. There was only one Hu bed, but Yao Hong didn't sit on it, he sat with his legs spread and his back against the Hu bed. Underneath the butt is a dogskin mat. It was donated by the veterans of the gatekeeper of the small town of Shiqiao, and it emitted a heavy smell that was difficult to identify and accumulated over time. To change it on weekdays, it is a capital crime to dare to put such a thing in front of the emperor. But today, the emperor came here in a hurry without daring to enter the palace from the battlefield, so that he could have a cushion to keep warm from the tide. Ensuring that the buttocks of the Son of Heaven are not grounded is already a great merit.

There was no one to hold the lamp. He didn't need to, it was nice to sit in the dark like this. These days, it seems that as soon as the eyes are opened, bad news follows the daylight. Only in the middle of the night without nightmares can he have a moment of tranquility. After a long day of losing his soul today, he needed this kind of wings at this moment.

There was no bell to pass the meal. In fact, Yu Lin was building a dojo in the shell of a snail lion, digging three feet into the ground to make dinner for the emperor. There is grain in the small city, and it is more than enough to prepare the "Puting bean porridge and Hutuo River wheat rice" that Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, will never forget. As for the food, it has a small foundation. The veteran who defended the city raised four or five pigs, a dozen chickens, and a small vegetable patch. Although the emperor's dinner tonight can't fill a big table, at least there is meat and vegetarian food, so that it will not fall so suddenly that it can only be swallowed coarsely. Yu Lin rode outside the barracks to bury a big pot to cook, and the small earthen stove of the veterans defending the city has now been officially taken over as the imperial dining room. The chef in the palace didn't bring it, so he could only choose a man from the Yulin knights to come out and serve as the imperial chef temporarily, he was using his knife skills to prepare dishes at the moment, while anxiously waiting for the soldiers who put on makeup and went out to procure, and secretly calculated whether this time the emperor's cook would help him to be promoted to the rank of the emperor.

The spies returned in waves, bringing not the most disappointing, only more disappointing: a small force of the Jin army occupied Pingshuo Gate; The Jin army's top soldiers arrived outside the palace gate, and the eunuchs had already opened the palace gate to welcome the Jin army; The Jin army entered from the Pingshuo Gate; The Jin army has begun to dismiss the palace maids and eunuchs; The Jin army began to put up notices to reassure the people; The Jin army opened the official warehouse and distributed grain to the people

The only good news is that the Jin army doesn't seem to know where the emperor is taking refuge, so the small city has not yet been besieged, which means that the emperor still retains a passage from which he can command the Great Qin army that is still fighting, or to send a distress signal to the still fighting Great Qin army.

Yes, it is the last pillar that is still supporting Yao Hong.

Yao Chen.

For Yao Hong, this name is simply like Amitabha.

Yao Chan is still in Zhengcheng, and he still has a complete army of more than 20,000 people, which is currently the most warlike elite of the Qin State except for Yao Pu of Pusaka. As long as he quickly marched his army in, he could take advantage of the Jin army's unstable foothold, expel it from Chang'an, and wait for reinforcements from the Great Wei; Or simply escort the car away from Chang'an, regroup on the Qin-Wei border, and regain lost territory.

Zhengcheng to Chang'an, less than two hundred miles, the road is flat and wide, there is no obstruction of rivers, the cavalry doubles the road, and arrives in half a day. After Yao Tan got the news, he immediately arranged for the suspicious soldiers to trip Liu Yu, and he led the elite cavalry to accelerate westward, and he should be able to arrive late at night. Yao Hong has already divided a secret letter into three parts, and sent three waves of spies to Zhengcheng, Yao Yan only needs to close the secret letter, he can know that it will come in from the Mingguang Gate in the east of Chang'an City, and then the Yulin Cavalry will raid from the inside.

Now, Yao Hong can't do anything, he can only wait for the savior who is galloping from the southeast.

It was completely dark in the room.

Gao didn't know when he fell asleep and let out a slight snoring sound.

The ass is a little numb.

Standing up with the Hu bed, as soon as the legs that had been bent for a long time stood up straight, the blood immediately rushed in, and Yao Hong felt dizzy. Fall backwards and sit on the bed until the momentum passes.

The door was opened, and the moonlight poured into the room. Give it light, and let its simplicity and sadness be unobstructed.

The officers of the Yulin Cavalry all sat on the ground outside the door. The emperor did not issue an edict, and none of them could come in. Seeing the emperor come out. Hurriedly got up and stood by. Yao Hong wanted to say something powerful to cheer them up, but what he said was that you should hurry up and eat, I am also hungry, and I can't have an empty stomach when the sky falls.

Then he secretly regretted that as the Son of Heaven, how could he say such ominous words as the sky fell.

The officers slowly dispersed, and a colonel beckoned two soldiers to bring two torches to Yao Hong's house. Clamp it with a stone and pestle it in the corner of the wall. Suddenly, the soldiers brought in a large wooden barrel, buckled it upside down on the ground, wiped the bottom of the barrel clean, and beckoned the cook to serve the food to His Majesty. There are four bowls in total, a bowl of stir-fried chicken nuggets, a bowl of braised pork liver, and a bowl of cold cabbage. A bowl of fried meat with shredded eggplant. The bowl is coarse porcelain, and one of them is missing. There is also a basket with dozens of Hu cakes in it.

Soon, the flies followed the scent. Trying to land on food.

The knight of Yulin, who was temporarily serving as a cook, knelt on the ground, waved his hand to chase away flies, and said in a panic that he would send someone to disguise himself as a common man to go out to buy. But the bazaars were closed, and they didn't dare to go to the people's homes to buy them. That's all there is here, rough and wild. The minister tried his best to concoct it, risked death to make sacrifices, and hoped that His Majesty would atone for his sins.

Yao Hong had a strong spirit, picked up the dishes and tasted them one by one, although he didn't know the taste, he was still full of interest, saying that it was difficult for you to be like this. I'm sorry for you to call the prince, and we'll eat together as a family of three.

The crown prince Yao Fonian, an eleven-year-old man, actually came in in armor, and the sword hanging from his waist almost touched the ground. The helmet was so big that he had to stuff it into a large ball of silk. Tie Jia obviously found the smallest number, but the cover on him was still like building a temple the size of a broad bean for a Bodhisattva the size of a mung bean.

Queen Gao wiped the sweat from her son's face distressedly, touched his sweaty back, and said Where are you going to play.

Yao Fonian shook his head very solemnly:

"I didn't go playing, I went on patrol and learned how to shoot low from a high place with the Yulin Riding Archer. They say that if an enemy is running towards the wall, you have to aim at his feet, so that you can shoot just right in the body. ”

Gao put his handkerchief under the Buddha's robe to wipe the sweat on his back, and nagged:

"You're a child, don't mind the adults."

Yao Fonian shook his arms and broke out of his mother's arms:

"Don't treat me as a child! The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, not to mention that I am still the prince of Great Qin. When the national disaster is at hand, I don't share my father's worries, who will? ”

Yao Hong took the Buddha Nian and kissed him several times on the face. The child's words made his heart bright and warm, and he forgot for a moment that he still had so many troubles. But sadness soon overwhelmed joy. What a good child, if there is no difficulty in his family and country, he should be able to become a good emperor, unlike his father, who can only recite poems and do things, and is not good at passing through the heavens and latitudes; only knows how to treat people leniently, and will not rule the country with an iron fist.

The family sat around the barrel, eating the same meal, with different thoughts. After all, Buddha Nian is a child, and when his stomach is empty, he eats a different meal from the palace for the first time. Although it is not rich and exquisite, it has a unique taste, and it is a very place at a very different time, there is not so much red tape for eating in the palace, a bite of Hu cake and a mouthful of vegetables, gobbling it up, and being willing to eat it. Gao's has always been tired of eating, and for many years, the dinner is bright candles, silk and bamboo on the side, Jieyu pours wine, Huangmen passes vegetables, the north and south specialties are tasted in a different way, the new wine is aged in rotation, and there is a special spring water for cooking tea. Although I am hungry tonight, I condescend to sit on the ground, eat coarse tea and light rice on the bottom of a wooden barrel, if I say that the lamp is bright, there are two torches, and when it comes to silk and bamboo, there are only four kinds of vegetables under the chopstick, and the stomach is only a basket of cakes, the dignity of the mother of the country, the cooking of the village woman, and then I think that there is obviously no hot water bathing tonight, and I can't be dissatisfied and complain. Only Yao Hong, he couldn't eat the food at all. He chewed and swallowed mechanically as he pricked up his ears to listen for movement outside.

He was waiting for the spies who went to Zhengcheng.

He should have set off earlier than Yao Shan, and naturally he should have arrived earlier than Yao Shan. They were all shrewd veterans, familiar with the terrain, and knew how to sneak in from under the noses of the Jin army.

Suddenly, a Feathered Cavalry officer rushed to the door:

"Coming, Your Majesty, they're coming!"

Yao Hong threw the chopsticks and jumped up all of a sudden:

"The spies are back?"

When he reached the door, he could see clearly by the light of the torch, and the officer's face was full of horror:

"It's not a spy, it's the Jin army, the Jin army has arrived in the city!"

Almost at the same time. Yao Hong heard the sound of a trumpet outside the city wall.

He rushed into the house and grabbed his sword from the bed. He didn't bother to put on a helmet and walked out, and before going out, he saw that Gao had covered his face and cried. Yao Fonian threw the half-bitten cake to the ground. He grabbed his sword and followed.

They climbed the wall and saw that it was full of torches. The light of the fire reflected on the weapons and armor of the Jin army, jumping like ghost fire. There are a lot of Jin soldiers, spread out from the city gate, you can't see the edge at a glance, it seems that except for the small city of Shiqiao, there is a pair of Nanban feet on every inch of land in Chang'an City.

Yao Hong's scalp was numb.

In the firelight, an officer of the Jin army walked to the moat on horseback and shouted at the city:

"Hurry up and sue Yao Hong. Don't expect Yao Chan to save him. Wang Shi is stubborn, Chang'an is solid, Yao Yan can't enter if he wants to, he can't retreat, he will be tracked and broken by Taiwei, he can't protect himself, he can't come! You are now a turtle in an urn, if you want to live, surrender immediately! ”

There was silence on the walls.

Soldiers don't get tired of deceit. The Jin people may just be empty words and intimidation.

But the remnants of the defeated army in the city are more willing to believe that he is telling the truth.

Yao Hong stood firm with his hands on the battlement, and beckoned to the officer under the city:

"I'm Yao Hong, the Emperor of Great Qin, are you the king of evil?"

When the officer heard that it was Yao Hong, he was a little surprised. And then immediately regained the composure of the victor:

"General Wang Zhenwei is summoning your courtiers in your palace at this moment, and I am Guo Xu, the leader of the hussars under his command. Since you have learned General Wang's skills, don't have any illusions. Hurry up and surrender, and if you resist stubbornly, more people will die. There is nothing to be gained in making your guilt heavier. ”

Yao Hong heard that it was only the team leader who was talking to him. I can't help but be a little annoyed, self-raising at least to suppress his prestige:

"Team Master Guo's tone is too loud. Daqin is not a paper paste, and it is not something that you can pour with a blow. I am the Son of Heaven, guarding the country with my body, and I will never bow to you and other Southern Barbarian rats! Although you sneak attack and occupy Chang'an, as long as my Qinwang's division arrives, the loyal officials and people will cooperate with the enemy, and when the time comes, you will quickly surrender to avoid death! ”

The officer named Guo Xu was blocked by these words, and he choked for a long time before calling back:

"Yao Hong, I'm a blacksmith, and I'm not as good at talking as you. Just one, you said that you want to guard the country, then when I entered the Pingshuo Gate with 18 horses, I didn't see you stopping me there. If you really look like a son of heaven, you only need to take 100 horsemen and release a burst of arrows to stop me, but what were you busy with at that time? Have you already burrowed into this turtle shell? ”

Yao Hong felt that his face was about to be burned. He originally wanted to say something to deter the enemy general, but he didn't expect that this blacksmith, who claimed to be unable to speak, would be able to attack the shield of the son with the spear of the son. Thinking about it, I can't just laugh at it:

"If you can break this turtle shell, you are not a mortal bird. I'm afraid that you won't come in if you lose your troops, and the tip of General Yao's knife has reached your waist! ”

After hearing this, General Jin was speechless for a moment, raised his head and smiled:

"Yao Hong, you are so good on the battlefield, you are very good at bragging. Aren't you just looking forward to Yao Chan coming in from Mingguang Gate tonight? Sue sù you, don't explain the light gate, that is, there are so many people that you can attack the 8 gates of Chang'an at the same time, can you try to see which one he can break? I'm not afraid of you in the field, not to mention waiting for you to climb the wall with a full stomach condescendingly? ”

He mentioned the Mingguang Gate!

Not only Yao Hong, everyone in the city seemed to have been struck by lightning.

The Jin army actually knew Yao Hong's plan well.

And they are so confident in the sturdiness of their own defenses.

Jin general Guo Xu saw that they didn't speak for a long time, and as soon as he waved, several soldiers escorted a person from behind the formation, and Yao Hong saw by the light of the fire that it was one of the three spies sent out. The spy was escorted by the Jin soldiers, looked up and saw Yao Hong, lowered his head in shame, and began to tremble his shoulders and cry.

Yao Hong let out a long sigh, and his heart suddenly felt like ashes.

Yao Buddha cursed, snatched a bow from the soldiers next to him, and pulled out an arrow from his quiver, wanting to shoot this spy, but he was too small, and he could barely see the scene under the city on tiptoe, and if he wanted to shoot the target under the city steadily, the height was simply not enough. Tossed twice, there was nothing to be done, and he was so angry that he drew his bow and threw an arrow into the night sky, and then threw the bow and arrow, and went to the dungeon with a hum.

The city and the city were all dumbfounded.

Yao Hong slowly turned around, holding on to the low wall of the horse road, and walked down the city step by step.

The people of the city looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The people under the city were also staring at each other, not knowing whether to fight or retreat.

When Yao Hong walked to the flat ground, he heard the man named Guo Xu outside the city shouting an order:

"The whole army retreated a hundred paces and camped on the spot tonight! Keep your eyes open to the gates! ”

Then he was heard shouting to the city:

"Brother Qin Jun, go and persuade your emperor, what are you carrying if you are alone!"

There is not even a hard scolding here! (To be continued......)