After looking around, Chitose spoke disdainfully: "Hurry up, it's all ugly here." So Yan Saburo obediently retreated, but it was indeed counted as a trip here.

Back in the small courtyard where he stayed, Yan Saburo would check the whole house as usual, and then he released the tricky nest mother spider and listened to the strange voices inside.

With limited manpower, he had to place the Tricky Nest Spider in the place where the crowd was most flowing and the news was most dense to gather intelligence. Of course, the news heard in this way is extremely trivial, and seven or eight times out of ten it is rumors and nonsense, and the remaining one or two percent is exaggeration and distortion, and perhaps only one percent is useful information.

The last one is what he wants.

Despite doing the work of panning for gold in the sand, Yan Saburo still listens to the broadcast every day, records carefully, and is not impatient at all. The cat couldn't stand this, so he went outside to play for a long time, and went to heaven and earth.

The content of people's chats after tea and dinner and even at the bedside is mostly trivial things that happened in Shengyi, whose woman stole the man again, the shop in the east was burned to a flat ground yesterday, and Fu Jia complained that his caravan went to the south to transport supplies, but it was intercepted by the brown army in the middle of the road, fortunately, a few people died, and the pension did not have to be compensated too much...... Yan Saburo's pen moved and wrote down this article.

These many seemingly unrelated clues are like meridians on people's bodies, as if they are independent, but they may one day be able to open up and merge with each other.

There are also people who complain about the extremely high tax burden and harsh government of the country, and complain that the people are not living well. There is no objection that the country has entered a state of war, and all people's livelihood must make way for the military. The problem is that the Great Patriotic War has lasted too long, and the blood of the people has been drawn for too long, and at this time they are already overwhelmed.

At this time, someone mentioned Zhenbei Hou.

The background of the speech seems to be in a restaurant or restaurant, because the strange face nest spider also has a variety of other voices. However, Yan Saburo can also hear clearly that this person has lived in the North for ten years, and it took a lot of effort to move his family to Shengyi, but now he regrets it.

"Our place is not as prosperous as most of the cities, and it is not so convenient to eat, dress and play, but the things are cheap, and the food is small and safe. ”

"Safe?" interrupted his companion, "I've heard that the North hasn't been very peaceful. ”

"I live in Maoliang Township, ten miles away is the military camp of the Zhenbei Army, guarded by a large army, very safe. The man sighed, "The army has opened a camp there, and every time I pass by, I will see a thousand miles of fertile fields." ”

His companion also sighed: "After years of fighting, the royal court is about to drain all our money." Why can't these armies learn from the Zhenbei Army, grow their own grain and eat it themselves? "Lighten their burden, too.

Hearing this, Yan Saburo's eyes flashed slightly, it seems that Zhenbei Hou has a good reputation among the people?

When the night came, the cat came in begging for food, so he put away the treacherous nest spider and went to buy the dried fish that she had been talking about for a long time.

The fish in the nearby river are fat and long, and the locals salt and marinate them until they are half dry, and then fry them in an oil pan and cook some sugar and wine, which are so delicious that they are to death. If he hadn't kept some for himself, the cat would have swallowed all the dried fish.

In short, in the past few days, the most important information he received was actually about the rebel army thousands of miles away.

Since the Brown Army won the victory in Luhua City, it seems to have won the favor of God, and the journey to the north has been open all the way, and no one can stop it, and only lost three battles before and after more than 20 battles, and the others are big victories.

Although Tong Li, the leader of the Brown Army he rescued in Luhua City, was from a humble background, he was really a genius who led troops. The other generals of the Brown Army cooperated with it, marched in three ways, took care of each other, and the more the team beat people.

Along the way, civilians continue to join the Brown Army, becoming a new combat force.

There were more personnel and a huge team, and the pace of the Brown Army going north slowed down. The reason is actually quite simple:

After the army crossed the Anlu Bridge, it entered the richest Zhongfu region in the country.

After listening to it in the past few days, Yan Saburo also found that the people of Shengyi were tired and afraid of the rebel army, and seven or eight out of ten were resistant to it, and they were by no means as welcoming as the civilians in the south, and even took the initiative to join the battle against Wei Ting.

The central and central parts of the country have developed for more than 100 years, and they have been prosperous for a while, not to mention the gathering of powerful people, even the life of ordinary civilians is much better than that of ordinary people in the south.

can fill the belly, who wants to rebel?

Those who have families and businesses are afraid that the poor people in the south will come to burn, kill and rob. What's more, the Brown Army's original means of robbing the rich and helping the poor immediately after attacking the city were infinitely magnified and exaggerated, Yan Saburo heard someone say in a colorful voice that every time the Brown Army captured a city or a township, it would divide all the money and property of the locals, and the richer the more miserable, because the pampering and pampering of the meat was tender and delicious, and after the family property was divided, he would not be able to live, and he would be roasted and eaten as military food......

In the eyes of the soldiers and civilians in the central and north-central parts of the country, the Brown Army is a demon who skins people alive and eats human flesh!

It was the brown army that walked to the Zhongfu area, and its pace became slower and slower, and even Tong Li's army often had to stop and wait for reinforcements to accompany them, and they did not dare to go deeper alone as before.

It was only then that the true essence of David's founding was revealed nearly 200 years ago, and the rebel army entered its true core as if it were stuck in a quagmire, struggling with every step.

The white cat had long been impatient to listen to the idle words of the treacherous nest spider, and took care of himself by catching a small finch from the tree outside, and put it on the table to play with it. The finch had just grown its feathers, and it could not fly, so it could only flutter on the table with its wings spread.

With each flutter, the cat stretched out its paws to hold it down, and watched it coldly in vain.

In a few moments, the little finch was so tired that she couldn't move, and she trembled with fright, and her feathers were clinging to her body.

It squatted in fright, and the cat was not satisfied, and slapped it with its paws.

Yan Saburo could see clearly, the white cat did not stretch out its sharp armor. The bird was brought in, and there was not a single wound on its body. His cat is delicate, and he has long been raised by him not to eat raw blood food, but the wildness of playing with prey in his bones is innate.

He walked over and rescued the little finch from the cat's mouth, and found that the little thing was shaking violently.

The white cat lost the toy and was very dissatisfied: "What, I didn't hurt it!"

She said this for Qianqian.

His movements are gentle, lighter than stroking a cat.

"The birds are timid, and they are scared to death by you. Swallow Saburo didn't look at her, jumped on the neighbor's tree, and put the bird back into the nest. The birds were already frightened, and they didn't dare to move for a long time after returning to the nest.

When he entered the door, the white cat collapsed on the table and yawned: "Compassion, I don't know who you learned from." She has been kindly teaching this kid for more than four years, why hasn't she worn out this boring compassion?

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