After the city of Yongzhou was broken, many monks fled to Pennsylvania, and one of them was the monk Dade, who was short in stature, full of bitterness, and had seven or eight holes in a monk's robe.

The sky is like lead, the raindrops are the size of beans are intertwined like a curtain, and the entire Pennsylvania City is shrouded in a vast rain curtain, as if there is never a time to look at it.

The rainwater from the eaves washed over the stone-paved alleys, converging into streams that filled the ditches along the streets. The monk Dade was holding a broken paper umbrella and holding a purple bowl, and the monk's robe on his body was already wet, but he still had to go to the door one by one.

Penn has just suffered a military disaster, the people are living in hardship, it is not easy for the monk Dade to get a vegetarian meal, he has not eaten a grain of rice for a day, in desperation, he can only go to the vicinity of the state government to try his luck.

Nowadays, there are more soldiers than civilians in Pennsylvania, especially near the state office, a large number of soldiers and generals are stationed, and the people lack food and clothing, but the military always has some, otherwise the soldiers will not make trouble?

Monk Dade gritted his teeth and walked to a compound on the left side of the state office, where it is said that Yang Dashuai's personal guards are stationed. Because of the heavy rain, the soldiers standing guard were also a little slack, and they were leaning against the door and chatting.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, purifying all sentient beings, two donors, the poor monk suffered from the military disaster, and now it has been two days without a grain of rice, can the two donors make a convenient ......" Dade stepped forward and saluted, his eyes full of hope.

As a result, before he finished speaking, he was exchanged for a string of loud reprimands: "Go, go!" Where did the wild monk come from, and his eyes can't grow on his ass? Is this where you turn into a relationship? Get out of here! ”

"The two benefactors did well, and the people of the city were plagued by war. Unable to give alms, the poor monks had to come to ......"

"What's coming? If the people have no bread, do you say that we have it? This ghost weather can't be shipped even if there is food, and now we can only eat half full every day, where is the thing to give to you, acquaintances hurry up! ”

"Donor...... Yes! ”

Sure enough, the soldiers are not easy to mess with, and the monk Dade still needs to ask for more, and the two soldiers are impatient. Immediately flew up with a kick, kicked the Dade monk away, and snapped. The purple bowl fell to the ground and shattered into more than a dozen pieces, and the paper umbrella was broken. The monk fell on the edge of the ditch and groaned loudly, and he didn't get up after climbing several times, and the rain pouring from the eaves instantly poured him through.

The two soldiers in front of the door didn't care whether he lived or died, and continued to gossip.

"Being mentioned by this dead monk, I feel that this stomach is getting more and more hungry, the little porridge I drank just now, his mother can show the figure, according to me, the grain and grass official should be pulled out and cut."

"Well, that is, who is not hungry. I don't know when the weather will be clear, I heard that the river is turbulent, and the grain in Guangzhou can't be transported in at all, this god is going to starve us to death! ”

"No, I've heard that every storm passes. This rain will fall for a few days, and more will be half a month, this is miserable, the handsome man has calculated everything, but he has not counted this stubble. ”

"Isn't this nonsense, it's going to rain. If my mother wants to get married, who can calculate it in advance? ”

At this time, one of the heads probably heard the movement outside, and came out and shouted, "Are you two looking for death?" Why are you not guarding the door well? ”

"Head, it's nothing, it's nothing, a wild monk who doesn't have long eyes just came, and he was sent away by us."

Nadu looked at the Dade monk who fell to the ground and struggled to get up, and hummed: "It's just a stinky monk, you two don't have a fucking toss, and the handsome state government is furious, I warn you to look for less trouble, otherwise you will touch the mold, and no one will be able to save you." ”

"Wouldn't it? Head, didn't Guizhou just come with good news? What else is so hot about Dashuai? ”

"You know a fart, half of the brothers in the army are infected with miasma and lie down, if it rains heavily today, the grain and grass can't be transported in, the marshal wanted to move to Guizhou, and waited for the grain and grass nearby, but so many brothers were sick and lying down, and they couldn't walk and couldn't go, can the marshal not be dishonored?" …,

"No, sir, didn't you say that only two or three hundred people were infected with miasma?"

"Shhhh The marshal is afraid that the enemy will know and the morale of the army will be shaken, so he has been hiding this matter from the outside world. ”

"Yes, yes, thank you for reminding us, we must keep our mouths shut."

As a few people were talking about this, the state government suddenly rushed out of a group of people, only to see a young man in his early twenties, wearing a three-grade official uniform, his face was as gloomy as a dark cloud in the sky, under the protection of a group of guards, jumping on a war horse and rushing to the north of the city in the rain, and the bowl-sized iron hooves hit the stone road, splashing pieces of water.

When the team was far away, the three people in front of the door couldn't help but chat.

"Boss, what are you doing here?"

"Didn't you see it going north of the city? What else can you do? ”

"Oh, I heard that Dashuai has excellent medical skills, I hope Dashuai can find a way to cure his brothers."

"Nonsense, if you can find a way, the handsome man has already thought about it."

……

The monk of Dade groaned all the way and crawled away, until he crawled past the corner of the street, he slowly stood up, and his waist and ribs were still throbbing, so that he couldn't help but secretly scolded Shengniang, these two kicks with thousands of knives are really ruthless!

The rain curtain outside the door is vast, making people suddenly feel a trace of early autumn coolness, and the eaves are like lines, dripping and clicking.

Huang Tingjian was dressed in an official robe, dressed meticulously, sitting in front of the small case, not disturbed by the sound of rain outside the door, and mixed the water in the inkstone and carefully studied the ink.

He was gossiping with Cheng Jie, the envoy of Jinglu, when suddenly a guard came to summon him, saying that Yang Yi asked him to write a military newspaper, and Huang Tingjian came, as a secretary of the army, writing a military newspaper is his job.

He also wanted to see how Yang Yizhi wrote this military report, and now the 30,000 troops brought by Kaifeng heard that half of them were infected with miasma and fell ill, and the army was even more short of food and food.

Although Guizhou has achieved a great victory of destroying a total of 30,000 enemies, he has also paid the price of 7,000 casualties.

Huang Tingjian was grinding ink while thinking about these things. From the very beginning of contact with Yang Yi, he was not optimistic about the southern expedition, Yang Yi lacked understanding of the truth in Guangnan, was self-serving, arrogant, this kind of person led the army, once encountered some unexpected situations. Often you will get into trouble, and you will be poorly prepared!

Yang Yi had just returned from outside, and his official uniform was wet from the rain. Changed into a Confucian shirt, walked in the hall with his hands in his hands, and pondered for a long time. said to Huang Tingjian: "Write in the style you are best at, it must be good, write bigger, how can I read and how you write." ”

Write bigger? Huang Tingjian was stunned, could it be that when he complained to the imperial court, the bigger the writing, the more effective it was?

No matter what, it's better not to mess with this kind of person, let's do whatever he says.

"Listen up!"

Yang Yi looked at the rain curtain in front of the door and said slowly:

Basil Gate Lane is absolutely passing, who is singing at night?

Crickets know that autumn is early, and plantains are getting a lot of rain.

It's also worth Jin Ge's amazement dream. Armor is on the doorstep,

Raise hooves and step through the mountains, and thousands of wisps of lovesickness return.

After Yang Yi finished groaning, seeing that Huang Tingjian was still stunned, he couldn't help urging: "Write quickly." Hurry up and write, write better, this is a military order. ”

The military orders have been issued, what else can Huang Tingjian say, hurry up and write it, but this military newspaper is quite poetic.

Wait until he's done. Yang Yi walked up to watch carefully, nodded with satisfaction from time to time, and then he took a pen himself, dipped it in ink, and carefully added a line of words below it with small characters: Qing'er, Qingniang, Xian'er, Qin'er read together, and the husband is in Pennsylvania, Guangnan. The fourth day of July in the second year of Wenchang. …,

After reading this line, Huang Tingjian was completely stunned!

Who are these people? It's just a matter of writing a letter to someone else, but it has to be said to be a military newspaper, and there is no such military newspaper in the rotten historical records.

Yang Yi got the "military newspaper", as if Huang Tingjian did not exist again, and after the ink dried, he carefully rolled the "military newspaper", put it into a king-sized bamboo tube, and sealed it with wax, the outside of the bamboo tube was painted with tung oil, absolutely waterproof.

Hehe, Su Huang Mi Cai is now short of a "rice", Qing Niang must be happy, this girl, I don't know if it's good at home, Yang Yi really misses Qing Niang and them.

"Okay, it's okay, Huang Tongju can go about your own business."

Huang Tingjian got up and was about to bow down, and then retreated, Yang Yi had already waved his hand casually and said: "No need to be polite, this weather is alternating between cold and hot, and it is most likely to catch the wind and cold. ”

Huang Tingjian was unmoved, after reading Yang Yi's "military report", he was even more disappointed in Yang Yi, and even a little contemptuous, the military situation was so bad, he still had the heart to think about his wife and concubine at home, what to say about raising his hooves and stepping through the mountains, and returning with thousands of wisps of lovesickness. If this continues, can it be "returned" to two words?

"General Manager Yang is the commander of the Southern Expedition, if it rains heavily today, the epidemic in the army is epidemic, and there is a shortage of food and grass, I don't know what General Manager Yang plans to do about this?"

This time it was Yang Yi's turn to be stunned, since Huang Tingjian joined the army, he has always been a matter of business, hanging high, except for the things he commanded, he never asked much else, today I suddenly heard him say such rigorous, so serious, and so responsible, Yang Yi couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Mr. Yang has nothing to say, does he? His Majesty entrusted the great task of the Southern Expedition to Mr. Yang, and now the situation is precarious, Mr. Yang only cares about his wife and concubine, and dares to ask Mr. Yang, is this how you are loyal to Your Majesty and responsible for the court? Huang Tingjian's face was serious, and he had the momentum of sacrificing his life.

Yang Yi's cheeks twitched, and finally he couldn't help laughing, he suddenly wanted to tease this lovely person, so he replied with a solemn face: "Huang Tong doesn't know anything, this official is loyal to His Majesty during the day, and only misses his wife and concubine at night, shouldn't this be considered a crime?" ”

"You!" The anger on Huang Tingjian's face was revealed, and he actually flicked his sleeves and sighed: "There is no hero at the time, so that the shaft becomes famous." ”

"Huh!" Yang Yi didn't laugh angrily, he smiled very happily.

Huang Tingjian's words are the sighs made by the great sage Ruan Ji of the Wei and Jin Dynasties when he hung Guangwu Mountain, Guangwu Mountain is one of the main battlefields of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu's struggle for hegemony, if the vertical son in this sentence refers to Liu Bang, even if Ruan Ji is nostalgic and hurts the past and refers to Sima Zhao as a vertical son, Yang Yi feels that it doesn't hurt, whether it is Liu Bang or Sima Zhao, Huang Tingjian compares himself with these two, and Yang Yi does not feel that his identity has been folded.

I'm a traitor!

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, Huang Tongju, this official has always been very lucky, otherwise it would not be possible to live in the third grade so quickly, I believe this time is no exception, good luck will definitely come, Huang Tongju can wait and see." ”

Huang Tingjian didn't answer him, snorted coldly, and walked away.

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