Chapter Seventy-Three: Old Things in Yanzhou

As the day passed, the people in both directions were indeed reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The east and south gates are open all day.

The procession carrying grain went to the south, and the procession moving north went to the east, and the snow fell on people's faces and necks, and everyone did not say a word, except for the wheels and people's feet on the snow together, making a creaking and creaking sound.

In the north of the city, Bai Ling opened the tent curtain and stepped into Wang Meng's tent again.

"Songqing is here," Wang Meng and the others stopped their previous conversation, "we just happened to talk about you." ”

Bai Ling glanced at the crowd, "What are you talking about me?" ”

Xue Ziping said, "You also pack your things, go from the south gate with the team transporting grain, and go back to Zhuozhou, where is the really safe rear." ”

Bai Ling lowered his eyes and smiled, "Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow evening." ”

"It's better to do it as soon as possible." Wang Meng looked at Bai Ling, "As you expected, the Jin soldiers from Yanzhou and Zhuozhou are now gathering in the direction of looking at both ends. ”

In the evening, Bai Ling rode a horse and wandered around the streets and alleys with Xue Zi'an.

"Did Zi'an fight with Jin Bing a lot in the past?" Bai Ling asked suddenly.

"Ha, you're looking down on me for asking this question." Xue Zi'an smiled, "I knew how to touch a corpse when I didn't know how to walk!" If you don't believe me, ask my brother. ”

"Touching a corpse?"

"It's taking something from a dead man."

"Oh." Bai Ling nodded.

"Wait, haven't you ever touched the corpse of a gold thief?"

“…… Not really. Bai Ling looked at Xue Zi'an, "Is there anything special?" ”

"Of course! The gold thieves are very cunning, their attitude towards corpses is not the same as ours, there is no emphasis on the earth for safety, the dead are great, and people are left there when they die. In the early years, when many Zhou soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield, if they saw a golden man with a knife and arrow, they would go back to pick it up, and the golden thief would bury a mine under the corpse. If the corpse moves, the earth mine will explode.

"The gunpowder is not very powerful, and even if it explodes, it will not hurt people's lives...... But even if he survives, his hands or feet will definitely be useless. ”

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, "When did this happen?" ”

"In the past ten or twenty years, I don't know the specifics," Xue Zi'an replied, he glanced at Bai Ling, "...... You won't hear it for the first time. ”

"I thought the Jin people had never been very good at gunpowder......"

"I'm not good at it, but I'm not that bad at it, I heard that gunpowder came from the gold thief in the first place." Xue Zi'an frowned, "The Shen family army suffered a big loss in the Yanzhou area before, so later other places also paid attention, and tried to push the battlefield away from the town, especially away from the water source, so that even if the corpse was left there, it would not bring the plague." ”

Bai Ling's ears couldn't help but prick up, "What big losses has Shen Jiajun suffered, does Zi'an know?" ”

"I've heard about it too, after all, I was still young at that time," Xue Zi'an said softly, "It is said that when the gold thieves first started using earth mines, they were used in the Yanzhou area, and at that time, the Shen family army had an unwritten rule that not to leave a soldier behind, even if he was dead and disabled, he could not be saved, and the body had to be brought back to the north for burial......

Bai Ling's hand holding the reins shook slightly.

"Of course, the result is very tragic," Xue Zi'an said softly, "I heard that General Shen himself is also nine deaths, and the Shen family army has been fighting with gold thieves for so many years, it should be the most painful loss for them." ”

“…… Now General Shen is also in Yanzhou. Bai Ling said suddenly.

"Yes," Xue Zi'an nodded, "It is said that in the past few years, General Shen has often gone to Yanzhou. ”

"Really?"

"He used to stay here in Zhuozhou most of the time, Yanzhou didn't go much, sometimes even if he passed through Yanzhou, he rarely spent the night there," Xue Zi'an said softly, "A few of us have privately guessed that General Shen was killed by gold thieves in Yanzhou...... Don't tell my brother that. ”

"Haha, of course not." Bai Ling said softly, "Then why has General Shen often gone to Yanzhou in the past few years?" Has Zi'an heard anything about it? ”

"Maybe you just want to open it? I haven't inquired too much about it," Xue Zi'an whispered, "The most famous time was six years ago, when General Shen returned to the battlefield and held a condolence there. ”

"Yes......" Bai Ling sighed again.

"At that time, someone specifically looked for a master who understood feng shui to see it, and said that the Yin soldiers were rampant in that area, and the evil spirit was too heavy, so it was good for General Shen to do such a ritual."

Xue Zi'an folded his hands and put them behind his head.

"But this kind of thing, who knows, General Shen himself was originally the most disgusted with ghosts and gods...... Maybe when people get old, they can't help but lean in this direction. ”

Bai Ling listened with some distraction.

"By the way, where is Mr. Little going now?" Xue Zi'an looked at Bai Ling, "It's already time to eat at this time, and the food will be cold when I go back late......"

Seeing that Bai Ling seemed to be in a trance, Xue Zi'an drove forward, walked around to Bai Ling, stretched out his hand and shook it, "Mr. Xiao, what do you want?" Hey, hey! ”

“…… If I'm hungry, I've got some dry food here. Bai Ling looked back and smiled, "I also want to take advantage of the sunset here to go to the stele forest in the east of the city." ”

"Stele Forest? What's so nice about that. ”

"The last time I came, I had a cursory glance, and Lord Wang called me away." Bai Ling kicked the horse's belly hard, "I've been looking at both ends for so many days, and I always think that there will be a chance in the future...... Tomorrow is really leaving, so take advantage of tonight's situation and read it again. ”

"I don't understand you scholars...... Xue Zi'an looked at Bai Ling, who suddenly galloped up, and immediately followed with his horse, "Wait for me, don't run too fast!" ”

……

At night, the west wind hunts.

After the winter, the wind in the north seems to blow inexhaustibly, and the banners of the golden barracks are displayed at both ends.

Every time the sun disappears at the end of the horizon, the heavens and the earth suddenly cool.

At this time, most of the soldiers and horses who were still outside the camp were patrolling soldiers, but there were exceptions, such as Lan Zhijun.

He wore a thick leather robe and a velvet hat on his head, and stood in the cold wind.

Aquili searched for the tent but couldn't, and ran for a long time before he learned that his Golden Cup advisor was outside the tent at the moment. Regardless of the wind and snow, he quickly followed the direction of his entourage to Lan Zhijun's side.

The two of them pressed each other's palms against the back of each other's hands, and then greeted each other in golden language-Lan Zhijun's golden language is extremely good, if you don't look at his face, I'm afraid that even Aquili won't be able to hear it, and what is in front of you is not a compatriot, but a foreigner from a foreign land.

"Sir is really clever!" Aquili praised from the bottom of his heart, "Everything is already laid out now, just wait for tomorrow dawn." ”

Lan Zhijun looked at the dark sky in the distance and lowered her eyes.

"Maybe you don't have to wait until dawn," he said softly, "why don't you do it tonight." ”