Yang Jian only hesitated for a moment, thinking that the battle of Longzhou was just now, and the Jiaozhou rebels in Longzhou were only about 20,000 at most, otherwise he would not have been able to kill so smoothly!

Therefore, there will not be many rebels who went south to pursue Dingzhou and stayed in Dingzhou.

"Chase!"

Under this order, even Yang Jian himself didn't expect that this road was like chopping melons and vegetables, and the rebels from Jiaozhou were not vulnerable at all.

The main force of 40,000 unknowingly entered Dingzhou, and in just five days, he led an army of 40,000 to Chengzhou.

Guangzhou, not far to the east, if there is a ship, along the Pearl River all the way to the east, maybe Guangzhou can also be successfully taken.

However, Yang Jian's prediction was wrong again, there were no rebels from Jiaozhou in Chengzhou City, and he ordered five lieutenants to lead 1,000 subordinates each to the south to "scan" Xinzhou, Shuangzhou, Gaozhou, Luozhou, and Hezhou.

He led the remaining main force and set off in a turnaround style to Yuezhou, where the rebels were most likely stationed.

The progress of things is beyond Yang Jian's imagination, and even more beyond Pang Chao's imagination.

Neither of them thought about it, they just wanted to help the people of Longzhou drive away this group of murderous rebels, how could they go to the southeast and all the way to Chengzhou.

Chengzhou is a good place, in the past nearly a thousand years, but all the separatist forces, all take Chengzhou as the national capital, and Guangzhou, which is only more than 200 miles away from Chengdu, is a famous ancient capital with a long history.

When Yang Jian arrived outside Yuezhou City, he noticed from a distance that the gate of Yuezhou City was closed, which meant that the city was on alert.

I just don't know how many rebels there are in the city.

When the shaking was about to rise, Pang Chao quietly came over again:

"Lord Boss, try to attack the city!"

"If there is a large army in Yuezhou City, there is no need to wait for our army to arrive, they will lead their troops to attack, after all, along the way, we can find out how many troops the other party has, and they will definitely be able to figure it out."

"Since they have shown each other's approximate strength, if there was really a main army in Yuezhou City, they would have attacked a long time ago, instead of shrinking to resist!"

"The lower official has decided! The maximum number of troops in the city must not exceed 40,000! ”

"Huh? 40,000 and you dare to attack the city? Ben Shuai only has 40,000 troops in his hands...... The momentum is quite ......" Hearing Pang Chao's judgment, Yang Jian directly shook the idea of attacking the city.

When he came to Guizhou from Beijing, he only had 50,000 people, in case he was defeated......

Yuwen Shihong didn't know what to do with him.

Moreover, now he is making his own decisions, and there is no military order from the court.

"Or withdraw ......"

"No, General!" Pang Chao shouted more excitedly than anyone else:

"General! You and I are people who have been in Rong for decades! More experience than anyone else! ”

"How can it be that as you get older, your courage will become more and more diminished?"

"It's the Jiaozhou rebels who don't dare to fight now! The morale of our army is high! ”

"Besides, if the general withdraws, what will happen to the people in the city?"

The words "the people ......" pierced Yang Jian's heart again, and he remembered that he was determined to go to Longzhou, but it was not because he saw innocent people being slaughtered.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Jian ordered:

"Lieutenants obey orders! Lead the siege! Fire Attack! ”

……

From Lingnan to Jiaozhou, the killing is in full swing, and in Chang'an City, there is a festive celebration.

The Xia Yuan Festival is a day to worship ancestors, so the national feast is not arranged in Fang Street, but in the large and small temples and Taoist courtyards in Chang'an City.

Wherever there are temples, Taoist courtyards, and even ancestral halls of various clans, there are long and low cases.

The people prepared their own futons to sit on the ground, drooling and waiting for the feast to begin!

"Oh, it's so good, you can eat a big meal for nothing at the end of the year! Hahaha! ”

"Who's to say it isn't! It's still too peaceful! Taiping! Only then can there be a prosperous age! ”

"Huh? Then do you say that our Great Zhou is now a peaceful and prosperous era? ”

"Why doesn't that count? Ask your father and aunt how they got over in this life! Look at today! What kind of life are we living! ”

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm curious if this peace continues, and if our Great Zhou Congress will be more prosperous than it is now."

The people smelled the fragrance of vegetables wafting from the huge copper kettle, and those who knew each other and those who didn't know each other were chatting enthusiastically.

It wasn't until the copper kettle of steamed rice boiled one by one that the fragrance wafting out was obviously not right, and the people were puzzled.

"What's going on? Is it millet steamed in the copper kettle? ”

"Who still eats millet these days, feeding chickens!"

Just a little millet made the people complain.

It wasn't until the people complained for a while that a team of scouts came out of the palace gate.

But I saw the scouts straddling the horses, each holding a red vertical flag, on which were written in large letters the words "Remembering the bitter and sweet".

As the proclamation scouts shuttled between the temples and monasteries, these four words were repeated countless times by the people who were puzzled.

"Today's national feast to eat millet, is it to let us remember the bittersweet meaning?"

"Wow...... The little emperor is very careful, and he really should remember the bittersweet and sweet, and he can't forget how we came here before, but he didn't just grow millet and eat millet to live. ”

"It's just that after only two years of eating rice, you forget that you have been eating millet for the past ten years or even decades, which is not good."

"Hey, too, I suddenly remembered how bitter I was when I was a child, I couldn't eat enough millet, and I had to count every meal, otherwise I would starve to death if I couldn't survive the winter."

"In the past, a pound of rice was less than 30 yuan, but now it's only 10 yuan, and in the past, we stinky mud legs, how could we have the opportunity to make money."

"It's okay now, the two old ones farm at home, the younger ones go to work to earn monthly services, and the younger ones don't spend money to study in the country, at most they spend money to buy some pen, ink and paper."

"Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren have a family of six, and they can earn more than 100,000 yuan all year round! I couldn't have imagined that I could touch so much money in this life! ”

"That's it! Hey, talking about it, this millet tastes quite sweet. ”

"Hahaha!"

……

Just like outside the palace, the palace is also lively.

Yuwen Shihong and Yang Qianxue sat in front of the open-air banquet outside the Xuanzheng Palace, and together with nearly a thousand civil and military officials, they happily ate the small rice they hadn't eaten for a long time.

Although the rice is millet, the dishes are very rich, such as chicken, duck, cow, sheep, rabbit and other meat dishes, which are already ordinary home-cooked dishes.

This can be difficult to die in the Taifu Temple, in the past, as long as the good wine and meat were prepared on the table.

Now that meat is too commonplace, Taifu Temple has to spend its attention on making the dishes look more exquisite.

In the past, meat was mainly grilled, but now, frying, boiling, steaming and stir-frying, a piece of meat is made in a variety of ways.

Yuwen Shihong looked at the exquisite dishes in front of him, he knew that there was no stir-fry in these years, so he asked Ma Changyuan and Tao Benyue, who were sitting closer to him:

"What kind of food do local people eat on weekdays?"