Chapter 113: Horror

Hu Guangfu was busy in the field with mixed feelings, and suddenly smelled a fishy smell, which became heavier and heavier, and felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he couldn't help but be shocked - the water in the branch canal next to Tian Qi had changed color, and it was as red as cinnabar. The water in the branch canal is led by the main canal, the main canal leads to the water, Hu Guangfu ran upstream along the canal with a hoe, the closer to the water, the stronger the smell of blood, before he reached the riverbank, Hu Guangfu saw the hellish scene in the river, his knees were weak and he collapsed on the ground, and then his stomach was nauseous like turning over the river and the sea, and he vomited. Unconsciously, snot and tears flowed down together, and Hu Guangfu was scared and cried.

The water has turned into a crimson river of blood, and one after another floating corpses on the river surface are slowly floating downstream, I am afraid that there must be thousands of corpses, and I can't see the end at a glance!

Not to mention the honest peasant Hu Guangfu, even if he is a general who kills people in the country, no one has ever seen many corpses at once!

I don't know how long he was paralyzed in the ground, Hu Guangfu was finally able to barely stand up, wipe his face, and struggle to send a letter to Mrs. Hu - now he is a member of the Hu family, and he is the first to report to the head of the family, not the government. This rule is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Ming people, whether it is a homesteader with personal freedom or a domestic slave with a personal dependency, this is the common sense of the times that is natural like a reflex, and it does not need to be reminded.

Mrs. Hu only occasionally went back to the village for a few days, and lived in Xiangyang Mansion most of the time. Hu Guangfu stumbled back to the village to find the housekeeper Hu Jiuye, who was also shocked when he heard the news, and led a few nurses to the river, and was as frightened as Hu Guangfu.

Huzhuang goes to Xiangyang Mansion very closely, along the water into the rolling river, and then to the southwest not far to arrive (after the Han River passes Xiangyang, the section is called the rolling river, and the section of the rolling river close to Zaoyang is called the water). Hu Jiuye was also anxious to send a letter to the old lady, but he couldn't. The river was full of floating corpses, and no one dared to sail in the pile of corpses—let alone sailing, the boat tied to the shore had blocked several corpses, and their hands and feet were entangled in the wild mats and grass stuck on the shore with the current, and the colorless crowd peeked at each other, and no one dared to step forward and board the boat.

In fact, there is no need for them to report it.

At this moment, the old lady Hu was already sitting in the second hall of the prefect's yamen, and looked at each other in fear with Mo Qiushui, the prefect of Xiangyang, Zhang Kexin (the word comfort), the chief of Xiangwang, Gan Zhihai (the word Nachuan), and the deputy general of Xiangyang, Deng Sen, and others.

The old lady herself is just a showman, at best, she just sees the official and does not worship, and she is not qualified to sit with the court officials, but the father is more expensive than the son, and the second son, Hu Zhiqi, has been a Beijing official before, and now he is doing a long history in the Shouwang Mansion, as the saying goes, the Beijing official is the third level, although it is a bit exaggerated, but in a small Xiangyang Mansion in Huguang, which is so far away from the Beijing Division, the old lady Hu is very prestigious.

Everyone sat with their heads down and stared at the ground in front of them, silent for a long time, but no one spoke. Mo Qiushui knew that he was the chief official of the mansion, so he had to express his position first, so he cleared his throat and sighed: "Alas, the day before yesterday, I heard that there were a large number of thieves in the direction of Nanyang, but I didn't expect it to be like this!" Looking at the scale of the floating corpse, are the thieves afraid that they have slaughtered Nanyang to the point that no chickens and dogs are left? At present, the great enemy has nothing more than four strategies: either fighting, or defending, or avoiding, or surrendering. Everyone is not an outsider, and you can speak freely if you have any good ideas. Each other's wealth is tied to the same city, and the situation is as dangerous as a burden, as long as they can deal with the catastrophe in the past, don't have any scruples when they speak, Mo Mou listened. ”

Gan Zhihai seemed to hear Mo Qiushui's voice, and was the first to respond: "Master Mo, it must not be lowered." The vassal king descended to the thief, not to mention the ancestral family law, the thief broke Nanyang, thinking that the Tang prince must have been martyred, and the thief who had no way out could not open the net to the Xiangwang Mansion. ”

Mo Qiushui smiled bitterly: "Brother Nachuan, Mo has received the grace of heaven, and he can mean that the heavenly alliance will never have the idea of surrendering to thieves." Even if you want to be reluctant, you have to take into account the lives of more than 100 people in the Mo family. Brother Nachuan, don't misunderstand, Mo is just a few ways to face the enemy. Saying it and not doing it are two different things. ”

Gan Zhihai's words just blurted out in a hurry, and he immediately understood that Mo Qiushui was telling the truth, his face flushed, and he arched his hand: "Master Mo is not strange, the lower officials are stupid." ”

The prefect and the governor Zhang Kexin continued: "Then there are only three ways: fighting, defending, and avoiding." The thief is in full swing, and the battle out of the city is a way to kill himself, and it is not a way to avoid it, the prince's golden body is golden and jade, and he has to be the best," he said, and glanced at the deputy general Deng Sen, "I have the responsibility of guarding the land, and the court is Dafa, and it is difficult to escape death after all, and it will affect the family." The lower officials and others swore to defend it for a few days, and they could always block the prince for a moment. ”

Deng Sen knew that the civil officials were just expressing a posture that they had to rely on their own soldiers to fight, so he hurriedly took over the conversation, left his seat and hugged his fists to the officials: "The last general dares to die without service!" ”

Mo Qiushui bowed his hand to Old Lady Hu, who had not spoken: "Old Mr. Hu, in your opinion, how to deal with it?" ”

Hu Chuanlu owed a debt, and he also bowed his hand: "All adults are the pillars of the country, how dare Hu Moujie grass people speak in vain." However, at present, the great enemy should not be presumptuous, and should do his best. Dare to ask Vice Marshal Deng, if the tiger and wolf under his command are blindly guarded, how sure are they? ”

Deng Sen looked at Hu Chuanlu blankly, then looked at Mo Qiushui again, and Zhang Kexin explained: "Mr. Hu is asking you how many soldiers you have, and whether this Xiangyang City can be defended." ”

Deng Sen blushed to his neck, and hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "Don't blame your adults. Deng was an illiterate rough man, he didn't understand it for a while, and he thought that Mr. Hu was going to catch some tiger and wolf at the end, which made everyone laugh. Then he shook his head, "I can't keep it for a few days." You all know how many soldiers the last general has. There are 5,006 in the book, but in fact it is less than 3,000, and if it can really be used on the top of the wall, it will be halved. I haven't seen blood before, and I've never touched a knife with a hoe or a knife. It's okay to scare ordinary people on weekdays, but you can't count on war. Even if you can recruit 10,000 Ding Zhuang to help defend it, this more than 1,000 soldiers are actually no different from the people, don't say command, you can count as a good courage if you don't pee your pants, each wall is divided into two or three hundred people, and it is blessed by the gods if you can last for a day or two. Moreover, now that the camp has spread, many people have left the camp to see the Hanshui when the last general comes. Who has ever seen a dead body? I'm not afraid of the jokes of the adults, I feel that my legs are weak at a glance, and those soldiers can't stand up even if they can't stand up......" As he spoke, seeing that the faces of the officials were wrong, he hurriedly added, "The last general will tell the truth, don't blame you." There are one hundred and fifteen guards of the last general, and they have no choice but to fight a bloody way to get the adults out of danger, and these sons can be counted on. ”

"Alas!"

Mo Qiushui sighed heavily. If it was in the past, this open-mouthed martial artist would never tolerate nonsense such as "adults know how many soldiers there are", and the Mo Prefecture would never tolerate it - it is customary to report a few more people and drift a little silver grain, and it is not Xiangyang Mansion to do this! Don't say that this is an unspoken rule, everyone does it, if you are spotless, how many days can you sit on this official chair? Who doesn't understand the truth of "Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind", everyone can pretend to be a white lotus if their hands are dirty? If you don't attack immediately, I'll bite you to death first! However, when the book is used, it is hated less...... Ask yourself, it's the same to replace the word "book" with the word "soldier" at this moment. Especially this guy has raised one hundred and fifty guards and guards, and it is these people who can really be counted on at critical moments, so Mo Qiushui has no choice but to sigh.

Zhang Kexin turned to Gan Zhihai: "Brother Nachuan, how about the palace guards, the armament should be much better than the guards, right?" ”

Hu Chuanlu heard Deng Sen say that he would recruit people to assist in the defense, and suddenly came to his senses, and without waiting for Gan Zhihai to answer, he hurriedly said: "Ladies and gentlemen, whether it is the army or the guard, they are all their own people, so don't worry about this." The grass people thought that they had to organize the people and Ding Zhuang first, otherwise, the news would spread, and it would be difficult to find someone outside in a mess! ”

When the officials heard this, Mo Qiushui praised: "Mr. Hu is wise! Then he raised his voice and said, "Someone is coming, ......."

Before the words fell, the head of the team, Wu Youde, rushed into the second hall in a panic from outside and knelt at the door: "My lord, it's not good!" Many people have seen the corpses in the Han River, the news spread, the city has exploded, and now the people of the whole city are fleeing outside the city, they can't stop it at all, and even the battalion soldiers have run away! ”

Immediately afterwards, there was a commotion outside, and the sound became louder and louder, and in a moment everyone's ears were filled with the sound of crying, footsteps, overturning things, and the neighing of horses and dogs...... The noise was so loud that they had to shout into each other's ears to hear what the other was saying.

A bolt from the blue!

When you left the palace, you will see a crowd of people shouting and running away all over the street, men, women and children, etc., seeing the familiar blue narrow-sleeved robe shadow occasionally flashing in the crowd, Mo Qiushui found that even the officials who stood in front of the yamen were gone! It's a completely apocalyptic sight.

The faces of all the officials were like ashes, and their hearts were like mirrors: at this time, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu could not stop the frightened crowd to the limit, and it was already a pipe dream to recruit people to help defend it.

The officials stood for a long time, the noise in their ears gradually died down, the streets were empty, the city gate guards had long been gone, and even through the open city gate, they could see the small backs of the people fleeing south in the field outside the south gate! The door of Xiangyang Mansion was opened, and Guan Shengyun's shadow had not yet been seen, and it had become an empty city that could not be defended at all.

His nose was sore, tears welled up in Mo Qiushui's eyes, and he turned around and gave Deng Sen a deep look: "Vice Marshal Deng, you take the family to protect King Xiang's Chitose to Chengtianfu (now Jingmen, Zhongxiang, Qianjiang) to avoid it, the safety of the prince depends on the deputy marshal." In the past, I couldn't live in the place, the deputy marshal is not strange, and I will take care of it. ”

Deng Sen hurriedly jumped to the side and wanted to dodge, but Mo Qiushui turned half a circle, and still bowed down, and Deng Sen, who didn't dodge, knelt down and shook his hands in a hurry: "I can't help it, Lord Mo, I can't stand it in the end......"

Mo Qiushui shook his head and didn't answer again, turned to Gan Zhihai and said, "Brother Nachuan, the lower officials are incompetent and have a negative grace. This Xiangyang Mansion can't be guarded, and Wangcheng can't be guarded, you and Deputy Marshal Deng protect Chitose, and ask Wang Ye Wan'an on behalf of the officials. ”

Gan Zhihai was stunned for a while and didn't think about how to persuade him, nodded heavily, and returned the salute: "Brother Kewang, several adults, let the family clean up, and Mr. Hu, after a while, the lower official will send someone to pick him up and go to Chengtian Mansion with the palace." Take care, adults. ”

Mo Qiushui turned to Zhang Kexin and the others again: "Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for us to serve the imperial court." Let's arrange for people to pile firewood in the treasury of the Fucang, and when the firewood is piled up, the official will personally light the fire, and then throw himself into the flames, so as not to humiliate the corpse as a thief! ”

Zhang Kexin returned the salute miserably: "It's okay." Master Mo went to burn the granary, and the lower officials went to burn the arsenal. Brother Nachuan hurriedly sent some people to move the Kuyin cloth and everything, and take away everything that could be taken away. I also want to trouble Brother Nachuan to play Chitose for us......"

Gan Zhihai hurriedly stopped the conversation: "King Gan has a life, and I can't wait to die with all the adults." The integrity of the adults Gan has been the Ming Chitose and the court, and the future of your sons and nephews has also fallen on Gan. ”

The officials were about to split up to arrange the burning of the warehouse, and Hu Chuanlu, who had not spoken, hurriedly stopped: "Don't worry, adults. The grass people are brave, we haven't seen the shadow of the thief yet, just be fully prepared, this fire can't be ignited! With the thick smoke, the thief got the letter, and roared and killed, the prince Chitose couldn't go far, it would be dangerous! It doesn't seem too late to set fire to the thieves when they see them coming. ”

The officials suddenly understood from their trance, and thanked Hu Chuanlu one after another, and as they were talking, they suddenly heard a greeting: "Ladies and gentlemen, the students have been entrusted by others to report a good news to all the adults, congratulations to all the adults first!" Turning his head, he saw that a well-mannered man in a long robe had just turned from the east corner, bowed his hand from afar, and then walked briskly.

When he came closer, the person who came grinned and bowed again: "Student Luo Shifan has seen all the adults!" ”