Chapter Ninety-Five: Drawing Salary from the Bottom of the Cauldron
After the rainstorm, the sky was clear the next day.
After a light night's sleep, the horses had a short rest, galloped up like arrows off the string, the city pavilions on both sides drifted vaguely, and the wind was blowing in the ears, and after two days and one night, they passed through nearly ten cities and ran out of a hundred miles.
Although it is still two days away from the frontier, the places passing by have begun to appear in rags, pushing carts with sacks on their backs, dragging their families and displaced people. For the sake of convenience, I also changed into a men's outfit from coarse cloth.
After three days of travel, the news was cut off for three days, and the situation on the frontier changed day by day, but fortunately there were my people in this city, so I went to the largest restaurant in the city.
"Hey, please ...... inside the child" Xiao Er greeted the general warmly, I smiled slightly, and said, "Little Second Brother, is there a seat?" ”
Xiao Er nodded and said yes, led the two of us to the third floor, served a pot of tea first, and then brought a vegetable thin. I pretended to look at the menu book, and finally pointed to the last column and asked, "Little second brother, what does this last 'what do you want to eat' mean?" ”
Xiao Er replied with a smile, "Returning officer, although our store is large, the tastes of the guests from all over the world are different, so we set up this item, what the guests want to eat, the chef in our store will do." ”
I nodded and said, "It's interesting, okay, let's have two of your signature dishes first, and then bring me a Tianshan deer foot, a guinea fish, a Sudong meat, a hibiscus mixed lotus root, and finally a cup of snow swallow stewed white fungus." ”
Xiao Er immediately nodded and said Guest officer, you wait a minute, turned around and went to the back kitchen, and came back after a while, "This son, the chef you want can also make a taste, but this guinea fish, maybe it is called differently in various places, we don't know what it is, there are dozens of kinds of fish in our fish room, bother the guest officer to go and see, let's know which is the guinea fish." ”
"It's fine." I nodded, got up and went to the back room with him, turned left and went upstairs, pushed the door and saw that there was already a man about thirty years old in the room, wearing a gold hexagram shirt.
"Chen Ke, see the master."
The man gave a big salute.
I nodded, straight to the point, and I asked, "What news has come in the last three days?" ”
Chen Kegan took out two thin bamboo pipes and a letter from the repair belt and handed them over, "Master, this is the flying pigeon biography in the past few days, Chen Ke has never opened it, just waiting for the master to come and open it in person." ”
I nodded, first peeled off the outer wax layer of the two thin bamboo tubes, and the two notes inside respectively said, fish move, fish diving.
The back of the paper was stained with white phosphorus, and a moment after reading it, a flame burst out, and the note was ashed.
I opened the envelope again, took out the recipe and threw it away, gently opened the envelope into a piece of flat paper, took out the special ash foam from my sleeve pocket, poured some on my hand, and wiped it on the page, and in a few moments, many words appeared on the page.
General Su did not wake up, Rong Xianfeng was seriously injured in his left arm, the enemy army attacked the east and the west and won the training, the soldiers were depressed, the food and grass were insufficient, and the wheat city was worried.
With a heavy look in my eyes, I took out a vial from my sleeve pocket, poured some foam on something, and in a few moments the envelope was reduced to ashes.
General Su fell into a coma, Rong Ziyang was seriously injured, and the sale of the city was worrying.
None of this is good news.
However, after the fish has dived, there will be a big move......
I smiled.
Yu Chenke explained some things, then turned out of the room, Xiao Er has been waiting at the door, saw me go out, first saluted, and then led me back to my seat with a normal face.
This kung fu, the ordered dishes have been done, the exquisite worship is placed on the table, Xuanyuan Chen has already drunk half a cup of tea, and when he saw me coming back, he said, "Why did you come back, eat quickly, it will be cold for a while." ”
I nodded, glanced at him with the help of picking up the vegetables, and saw that his face was as usual, and he was not suspicious, so I was a little relieved.
This news network is very widely distributed, and it is relatively secret, but the more people know, the more danger it will be exposed, no matter who it is, I can't take risks.
"Here, eat a piece of duck leg." He rolls a large slice of duck leg in shredded green onion sauce and puts it on my plate.
I answered, picked it up and put it in my mouth, the skin was crispy and the meat was tender, the chef in the store was really good.
"Come, drink some soup Shunshun." He handed over a small bowl of soup with a spoon, and I took it.
He dipped a piece of venison foot meat in a few more oils, got up, handed it directly to my lips, and said gently, "Eat a piece of venison, I just tasted it, and it took a lot of effort." ”
Feeling that something was wrong, I quickly sat down in the back of the chair, "What ......are you doing?"
He didn't care, his peach blossom eyes were gentle, he picked up a piece of Juanpa, and his arm actually moved forward again, reaching out to the corner of my lips.
"Look at you, you are eating so urgently, the corners of your mouth are stained with sauce, I came to wipe it for you, ......"
"Vomit ......"
Before I could wait, there were several retching sounds around me. I then remembered that for convenience, both of us were dressed in men's clothes at this time, especially him, who also disguised himself as a bearded uncle.
Xiqi folk style is mellow, but the treatment of Junyang is still slightly repulsive, I clearly saw a row of contempt in the eyes of the people around me, and Xiao Er, who sent the food, was already dumbfounded at this time, and his mouth was long stuffed with an egg......
I guess he must have been in pain in his heart, how could his master be such a person......
My face burned, snatched the handkerchief from his hand, wiped it a few times and put it on the table, he smiled slightly, and sat back.
"Guest, your fish is ready." Xiao Er trotted to put the dishes on the table, said you use it slowly, and ran away in two steps, at that speed, as if he was afraid that he would be blind if he looked at it more......
"Come, eat......" I picked up the chopsticks, as if I wanted to pick up the fish for me again, I quickly brought the plate to my side, and glared at it coldly.
He curled his lips and smiled, and finally stopped moving, and ate with peace of mind.
After a stick of incense, the two of us went out of the restaurant, and I jumped on the horse's back first, slapped the horse's buttocks, and rushed forward quickly.
is the same as Xiqi, but the weather is different from each other. This way down, the sun is shining a while ago, the tea kung fu is the slanting wind and drizzle, but I am in a hurry, the light wind and light rain have not stopped, in the blink of an eye and two days, not far away is a city, the line is close to see the word Jicheng on the city wall.
It is only a city away from the wheat city.
I took a deep breath and rode into the city, and it was a mess.
The streets that should be lively are all closed, the streets are full of rags and rotten vegetable leaves, and occasionally people cross the street, but they are also in a hurry, and the city is a depressed scene.
The closer you get to the battlefield, the more people flee. No wonder it is said that there is a shortage of food and grass in Maicheng, the supply city in the rear is already like this, and the battlefield in front must be even more panicked.
I frowned slightly, walked through the center of the city, and wanted to go directly to Maicheng, but when I arrived at the gate of the city, I knew that the city had been sealed as early as seven days ago. Xuanyuan Chen went up to ask the reason, and was directly driven down by the city defenders.
I saw a shop selling shrouds and paper horses in front of me, so I stuffed five taels of silver to inquire about the situation.
The owner of the shop was a septuagenarian, and his business was not good because he was bored, and when he saw that I was selling it for a penalty, his face full of wrinkles immediately became a flower, and he told us the situation in detail.
He said that Jicheng was originally a prosperous city, and even if it was in war, it could still maintain its prosperity, but the battle ahead was suddenly defeated, and a large number of displaced people who fled poured into the city. Somehow, these homeless people came to rob the belongings of the people in the city, first to grab rice and grain, and then to start robbing silver money, smashing storefronts, making the people in the city panic and afraid to go out.
A few days ago, when I heard that another city had been lost in front of me, a spy came to report that thousands of displaced people had rushed over, so the county guard ordered the city gate to be closed in case of food and goods robbery.
He also said that his shop is relatively close to the city gate, and in the past few days, a lot of displaced people have gathered outside the city gate, constantly knocking on the wall and hammering the city gate.
Xu wanted to verify his words, but after a while, he heard a noise in the direction of the city gate, and it was actually the homeless people who began to smash the door with wooden stakes.
The stake was probably very large, and it clanged against the city gate, and it sounded no different from the siege stake.
I shrank slightly, and a bold conjecture came to mind.
The homeless people are fierce, and they are just ordinary people, and it is possible to grab rice when they are hungry, and smash shops and things......
It seems unlikely.
Could it be that there are barbarians in southern Xinjiang who wear the clothes of the Xiqi people and mix in with the homeless, creating the false appearance of the homeless people's brutality, so that people's hearts are speculating......
Jicheng did not open the city gate, although it blocked the displaced people from entering the city, but also prevented the grain and grass in the city from being transported to the battlefield.
The soldiers and horses have no food and grass supply, even if they are brave, I am afraid that they will not last long......
It won't take long, I'm afraid I'll lose another city.
What an insidious bottom draw!