Chapter Seventy-Nine: Yangzhou Refugees
At the same time, on Gusu's side, Dong Jian and Qingyuan were in a stalemate, but they saw Zhou Yunkai come forward and salute Qingyuan, "General Qing, what General Dong said is right, just change to a sedan car, and you can also go with us, just have a response along the way, you can tell General Qing not to meet bandits again." ”
Qingyuan knew that he couldn't refute it alone, and if he encountered robbers again, he wouldn't be able to deal with it, but fortunately, now Dong Jian didn't know that there was gold in the carriage, so it was better to follow him all the way to cover himself. So he agreed to it.
"It's better to be respectful than to obey. Qingyuan arched his hand and looked at Zhou Yunkai fiercely.
Zhou Yunkai smiled lightly, "You're polite." ”
General Qing, helpless, this money is still of great use to transport you to Yangzhou little nephew, as long as you pass this Gusu, there is still about 300 miles to Yangzhou, as long as you arrive in Yangzhou, even if this money is discovered by Dong Jian, it doesn't hurt to be privately swallowed by Dong Jian, next, look at me. Zhou Yunkai's face was slightly straight, and he thought in his heart.
"Hahahaha, so good, very good, wouldn't it be nice to have General Qingyuan as a companion along the way!" Dong Jian was overjoyed, patted Zhou Yunkai's shoulder, and secretly rejoiced that he had done the right thing.
"It's just that when I get to Hanshui Pass, General Dong will definitely return the carriage to me!" Qingyuan's face was cold.
"Naturally, what do I want you to do with a few broken cars. Dong Jian was overjoyed, gave the order to go down, and immediately rushed to Yangzhou.
Zhou Yunkai was even more overjoyed, things were developing in the direction he expected, as long as the gold was sent to Yangzhou, everything would be safe and sound, all in the plan.
"Please, General Qing. Dong Jianyi waved his hand and invited Qingyuan to get into his sedan chair, while he sat on the Qingyuan carriage and stretched his waist and shouted, "Comfortable and comfortable, I sat on the brocade soft chair all the way, and the carriage board is real." As he spoke, he patted the carriage vigorously.
Qingyuan was shocked into sweat, only snorted, and set off with Dong Jian.
Zhou Yunkai sat back in the sedan chair, and the moment he covered the sedan curtain, his heart jumped, excited and scared. Can't be calm. This goes to Yangzhou for 300 miles, and if you are fast, you can arrive at sunrise tomorrow. After thinking about it in his heart, he opened the side curtain and said to Dong Jianlang, "General, do you pass on the Yangzhou officials? You and I will go, forget it, and General Qing will follow, and we will run around day and night to wash the dust and catch the wind." ”
"No, the old man doesn't go into the city, just get to the cold water pass. Qingyuan sat on pins and needles on the sedan car, thinking in his heart how to send the carriage and horses to Yangzhou and then ask for the carriage back from Dong Jian's hands.
"Then how can it be done, if you don't go to Yangzhou, Dong Jian's hospitality is not good, no, no. Dong Jian refused again and again, saying that he would follow Qingyuan. By the way, the order was sent to go down quickly, and the horse went to Yangzhou to prepare a meal first.
Qingyuan no longer spoke, closed his eyes but his heart beat like a drum, the carriage was still bumpy along the way, every time he bumped, he called Qingyuan's heart suddenly, and finally he was so scared that he couldn't sleep, and he couldn't be energetic, and he followed the carriage in a daze, and he could only see the moves, and the boat was naturally straight when he arrived at the bridge.
The car traveled like this all night, and Zhou Yunkai and Qingyuan were also worried all night. Zhou Yunkai's heart has never been put down. The carriage creaked forward, and the cavalry behind him and the cavalry in front of him clattered. The sound of loess flying when passing by the high slope, the sound of the stream flowing when passing by the river, all the way Zhou Yunkai heard all the sounds.
The sky was getting brighter, and the cold wind got into the sedan chair in the morning, telling Zhou Yunkai, who was dozing, to wake up. Suddenly, a foul smell hit, covering my mouth and nose and suddenly hearing the big and small cries, I opened the sedan curtain and looked.
In the past, I always thought that the disaster was just the sour ink written by various Wenchen, coupled with a few tears of hypocrisy, and I was moved by such grief and grief and indignation. Until the moment Zhou Yunkai opened the curtain and looked out, as far as the eye could see,
Full of sorrow.
Outside the gate of Yangzhou, a street of Qingshui stretches for dozens of miles and looks inward, refugees are like hellish ghosts in the eighteenth layer of hell dark and erosive, the whole Qingshui Street that appears in the poem is as beautiful as a fairyland, and it has become a stinky ditch, and the place where poets and inkmen collected the wind in the past has become a place of decay and decadence. 100,000 mourning people are sad, no one pities the mountains of white bones, old and young, women and children are like dogs, and their feet are broken and rotten. Blue sky and white day, blue sky and white day.
This is Hehui, there have been countless battles, the east and west are connected, the four fields are connected in series, but the people in the city are dead and wounded and rotten, what kind of emperor are you!
Zhou Yunkai saw with his own eyes that piles of dead people were pushed and buried, and even more men dragged the girl towards the crowd in the city. The women on the side of the street were pulled up into the alley by the patrol and raped, the inspector shivered and lifted his pants and left, and the women exchanged for two dry cakes, and they didn't even have time to put on their clothes, and turned around and handed them to the ignorant and skinny child.
What a brute.
Zhou Yunkai's eyes widened angrily, and his eyes were red. In the midst of the devastation, I suddenly heard the babbling Suzhou minor tune. The words of Yingyan came from Qingshui Street, cutting through the rotten city and starting the early morning of the day.
"Hahahaha, it's good, it's good~ babbling~" Dong Jian's sedan chair cheered, drinking and singing, the sad sound on the side of the road became louder and louder, but it was isolated by a soft and small key, making people only know that they were drunk and dreamed of death, and they didn't want to pay attention to the worldly filth.
Zhou Yunkai's sedan chair stopped, clenched the sedan curtain, and listened to the loach-like refugees rolling down the sedan chair and crying.
"Help, help, help!"
Like thunder rolling the tip of the heart, the heart is burned out of a hole, tearing pain.
"My lord~ Come and see the girl's thoughts~ Come and see the girl's hairpin~" The minor tune turned and listened, and Zhou Yunkai's ears pierced Zhou Yunkai's heart.
I saw the daughter in a cloud robe swinging her body and slowly approaching Zhou Yunkai's sedan chair, kneeling down and dancing, her every move was like a light swallow graceful.
Zhou Yun was as happy as a knife.
How can the merchant girl have feelings, and how does the merchant girl know what kind of life this refugee is living in. The merchant girl warms the bed and shakes the couch every night. How sad.
Just when Zhou Yun was happy and chaotic, the daughter stepped forward and lifted Zhou Yun's sedan curtain, and poked out a short sword from her sleeve and stabbed at Zhou Yunkai.
"Ah, there are assassins! protect Lord Zhou!" Dong Jian shouted.
Zhou Yunkai didn't even see the woman's face clearly, but he saw that she was shot through the chest by ten thousand swords, and the cloud clothes were also floating and stained with blood, as red as a red brocade clothes.
Zhou Yunkai's eyes widened angrily, but the moment the sedan curtain was lowered, he saw the disgust, contempt and spurning in his daughter's eyes. and the thousand words that could not be finished in his mouth turned into a bah in a blink of an eye, and he fell to his knees and lay in a pool of blood. Smashed by a weapon.
The noise of the soldiers outside the sedan chair and the people was clear, and Zhou Yunkai's eyes were bloodshot in the sedan chair, and he pinched out the blood from his fingers.
Dog stuff. Dong Jian, corrupt officials, dog things.
Zhou Yunkai couldn't hide how much he scolded in his heart, Dong Jian's laughter and hearty said, "It's okay, keep going!"
The wood in the sedan chair was deducted by Zhou Yunkai with a few deep marks.
Qingyuan looked at the situation in front of him, felt great hatred, clenched his fists, and looked at Dong Jian fiercely with cold and resentful eyes.
Dong Jian's face did not change, he sat in a sedan chair and said loudly across the curtain to Zhou Yunkai's sedan chair, "Brother Xian, this has not yet entered Yangzhou City, it will be good when you arrive in Yangzhou, and you will be comfortable when you get home." Ask a few more daughters to accompany you to suppress the shock. ”
Zhou Yunkai's sedan curtain was not lifted for a long time, and after a long time, he finally made a breezy sound in the sedan chair, and chuckled, "Okay." ”