In the confusion of the soldiers, Xu Changan and Jiang Ming began to sweep up the bandits

Everyone didn't know why, they were obviously here to fight Yuezhou, why did they finally fight the bandits.

But Jiang Ming has been famous for a long time, and Xu Changan only saved tens of thousands of people with 5,000 people not long ago, and he is in the limelight.

Although there were doubts, there was no opposition.

Jiang Ming didn't know what was crazy, every time he captured a mountain, he would stay on that mountain for a while. In just half a month, they have already conquered more than a dozen mountains.

Seeing that everything is on the right track, most of the soldiers who have been scattered in Anhe have returned, the supply of food and grass is also sufficient, the day of breaking the city is close at hand, and Xu Changan is also ready to return to Shuofang.

But at this time, a letter from Chen Ping was sent to Anhe.

The letter tells the story of a promising scholar who went to work as a spy, but was eventually skinned and nailed to the wall of Nanfeng Prison.

Chen Ping had nothing else to ask for, he only hoped that on the day the city was broken, Jiang Ming and Xu Changan would be able to return the whole corpse of this scholar and let the soul of the hero return to his hometown.

Xu Changan looked at the letter, his face was expressionless, but his hands trembled slightly.

I don't know how many people throw their heads and spill their blood behind the bland happiness.

He finally put down the letter and said lightly: "I want to go there myself, and I just happened to see the situation inside." ”

It seems casual, but with this non-vetoable attitude.

Jiang Ming picked up the letter, put it down after reading it, according to common sense, Chen Ping didn't ask for anything, as long as he went to search before the day of breaking the city, but Xu Changan made this decision, he didn't seem to have any reason to object.

It's just that as a commander-in-chief, he has some things that must be said clearly.

"You are the marshal of the Western Route Army, and you can't act rashly. ”

Xu Changan smiled freely, not caring at all.

"I, the marshal, rely on your help, without me, the soldiers of Shuofang will not be chaotic, without me, this expedition is still continuing, Li Xiaocun was right before, in fact, I am here to mix up military merits. ”

Jiang Ming sighed, took a sip of tea, and peeked at Xu Changan.

"Shuo Fang has Han Shitao, if Guo Fen and I don't move, Shuo Fang doesn't take the initiative to attack, and there will be no action on the Chuijiang side. ”

Xu Changan raised his head abruptly and glanced at Jiang Ming, but the latter lowered his head and blew on the tea, and took another sip.

"I would advise you to pay attention, as the commander of the Western Route Army, don't act rashly. With that, he put down his teacup and left with his hands behind his back.

Xu Changan looked at the back and showed a smile.

......

Nan Feng was unusually quiet.

Jiang Ming was going to send a group of spies in, and as for how to send them, he had also thought about it.

There are many people who escaped from Yuedi, and many of them were originally the aborigines of Nanfeng.

When the group of old people heard that half of their bodies that had been buried in the soil were still useful, they volunteered, and they were excited and willing to go to Nanfeng. Their lives have been delayed, but they don't want their descendants to be like them.

On this day, there was an inexplicable group of old people at the gate of Nanfeng, with a huge momentum and a sad cry.

Liu Chenglang and Lu Jiangqiao looked at the group of old people coldly at the head of the city, because the crying was too loud, many people in the city knew about it.

They all looked at the two big men in the city with eager eyes, since the two big men came, although there was a war, but their life was indeed much better than before.

"What do you think, Brother Jiangqiao?" Liu Chenglang sat in a wheelchair with an expressionless face.

Lu Jiangqiao looked at the city and frowned.

Hundreds of old people gathered in the city, and as far as the eye could see, all of them were old, weak, sick and disabled.

These days, they haven't driven the bandits into the city again, and this sudden refugee, you don't have to think about it, Jiang Ming is a ghost.

But they knew that this was the enemy's means, but there was no way to stop it.

If they were not allowed to enter the city, the goodwill they had built up would have been ruined.

But if they were allowed to enter the city, there would be a lot of uncertainty.

"This Jiang Ming is a good method, the obvious conspiracy, but we still have to jump in. ”

Liu Chenglang said suddenly: "But if you let them into the city, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be a few spies mixed in, you have to know that the human skins on the walls of this prison haven't dried yet!"

Lu Jiangqiao turned his head and looked at Liu Chenglang.

"But do we have a choice?"

"It doesn't hurt to bring in a few spies, but if the people rebel, I'm afraid that you and I won't be able to sleep well. ”

Liu Chenglang waved his hand, Wang Huihai understood, and immediately pushed him down the city gate.

"Let them in, let the Shadow Guard check everyone down, and if there's a problem, you can cut it first. Yoo Seung-lang's voice came from behind him.

There was a moat at the gate of the city, and the gate creaked, and a huge plank was lowered from the gate to form a bridge.

Seeing the gate open, the group of refugees flocked to it.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by a group of women wearing black tights and carrying short knives.

They held a register in their hands and communicated with the refugees in the dialect of the country.

As more and more people entered the city, an old man mixed in with the crowd began to get nervous.

His back was slightly rickety, and his ankles were bare, and the dirt on his ankles was dark and shiny. He was still carrying a load of things, and his body looked very weak.

He looked like he was no different from the refugees, but the closer he got to the gates, the more panicked he became.

He didn't know the dialect of Vietnam, and those refugees who could speak the direction of Vietnam were directly allowed to go, but those refugees who could not speak the Vietnamese dialect were surrounded by a team of soldiers.

If he is captured by the soldiers, I am afraid that he will not be able to wait for Nanfengfen's farmland and residence.

There were only two people in front, and the old man's palms were slightly sweaty.

"Do you have a kiss in your hometown?" asked the girl in black with a smile on her face.

The old man did not understand what the woman meant, let alone answer.

He thought about it for a moment, whimpered incessantly, waved his arms in the air, and then pointed to his throat.

The woman frowned, a little puzzled.

"Dumb?" is a phrase in the official language of the Holy Pilgrimage.

The old man immediately nodded, and the woman frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Let's go and stay aside first." ”

The old man sighed slightly in his heart, and was about to walk over, when an exclamation came from behind him.

He immediately turned his head, only to see smoke and dust rising behind him, and a ginger flag with red edges on a black background fluttering in the wind.

"Enemy attack!" I don't know who shouted, and the city gate immediately became chaotic.

The girls were also a little at a loss, they were only responsible for checking their identities, but at this time they were in a dilemma.

Lu Jiangqiao's brows furrowed, looking at the big banner and muttering, "Who is it that is worth your trouble to send in?"

Then he waved his hand and motioned for the Shadow Guard to retreat, and the group of people rushed in and poured into Nanfeng.

......

Council Hall.

Liu Chenglang and Lu Jiangqiao were drinking tea, neither of them spoke, since the last incident, even Wang Huihai was not qualified to enter the conference hall freely.

After a long time, Liu Chenglang took a sip of tea, bowed his head and said, "You don't want to say something to me?"

Lu Jiangqiao sighed and said, "This Jiang Ming has made no secret of his purpose, but I can't figure out what the person who came in had?

Liu Chenglang shook his head, and then said: "I can't figure out what the plan is to venture in, first check the identity of the person, and then see how many are unknown or disappeared." ”

Lu Jiangqiao took a sip of tea.

"At that time, Jiang Ming came, and although it caused chaos, we controlled most of the people. ”

"Most?" Ryu Seunglang frowned.

"Actually, there was no one to be found. Lu Jiangqiao said lightly.

Liu Chenglang glanced at Lu Jiangqiao.

"Don't make such jokes in the future. Yoo Seung-lang pushed his wheelchair and left the chamber.

......

When the old man entered the city, he took off his clothes and plunged into the alley.

He straightened his back and threw away all the excess, leaving only the pole.

washed his face and removed the makeup on his face, but he did not change into the appearance of other people, revealing Xu Changan's true appearance.

Nan Fengcheng said that it was not big, but it was not small, as long as he didn't go to find trouble, basically no one would be able to recognize him.

Xu Changan fumbled around his body for a while, and found a stack of silver tickets that Jiang Ming had prepared for him, and he immediately walked towards the shoe store.

He bought a pair of ordinary cloth shoes, then a set of coarse cloth clothes, turned his head and took off his straw sandals, and threw them into the fire while the blacksmith was not paying attention to the roadside.

Xu Changan changed into his shoes first, because only his ankles were dealt with at that time, and the rest of his body was still the same as before.

Except for children, who will be white and clean all over the body, only the ankles will be very dirty?

Xu Changan put on new shoes, changed clothes, and then found an inn and stayed.

The inns at the time of the war were very scarce, and if Xu Changan hadn't given the boss an irresistible price, the boss would rather close the door than open the room.

Xu Changan entered the room and tidied up, went out, asked where the nearby teahouse was, and walked towards the teahouse.

The teahouse is a peculiar place.

No matter how difficult the world is, the teahouse can be watched, and even sometimes, the more chaotic the situation, the more prosperous the teahouse is.

The teahouse is the best place to inquire about the news, and sometimes even the village head Zhang San can even inquire about stealing the fourth daughter-in-law of Li at the end of the village.

Xu Changan found a corner and sat down, rolled up his sleeves, and held a flat pole, like a "bangbang".

"Bangbang" is a special name for Yuedi, it is said that the people who buy coolies, they carry a flat pole with them, if someone needs to carry heavy objects, just say hello, they will immediately carry things to the designated place, although it is harder, but they can survive, this is their way of survival.

When there is no business, the bangbangs will find a teahouse, order the cheapest pot of tea, and listen to the people talking.

Some down-and-out literati like to pinpoint the disadvantages of the times when the situation is chaotic, and some talk about the way to govern the country, although most of the great people don't understand it, but they can force down a few words, and they can go back and brag about it.

Xu Changan found the corner location, ordered a pot of cheapest tea, and listened to those people chatting.

"Eh, tell me, why did the Han family reduce our burden as soon as the Holy Emperor called?" A few poor literati discussed at a table in the middle, and many people around them took a few stools and sat down obediently, quite like students listening to Mr. Teacher's lectures.

A slightly older old Confucian with a smug face, touched his beard, smiled slightly, but just didn't speak. He was wearing a rag coat and had long nails that were stuffed with black dirt.

"What do you always have a high opinion?" Several young people saw the appearance of the old Confucian and knew that he was deliberately selling Guanzi, and someone had to hold it, so that this poor old Confucian would say his "high opinion".

"Ahem!" Old Confucius coughed twice and said, "Do you think, why did this Han family suddenly reduce the burden on the people?"

The crowd shook their heads.

When the old Confucian saw this, he was complacent.

"If the country is rich, the people are strong, the people are strong, the soldiers are strong, the Han family has been squeezed for so many years, the whole Yuezhou, such a big place, how much money do you have to collect, they must be rich, after they get rich, then they have to gather the hearts of the people. ”

Then, his eyes rolled slightly, and he continued: "Think about it, who likes to do the most to gather people's hearts?"

Someone cautiously said, "Emperor?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped, and even some people who were not optimistic about the future of Yuedi walked out of the teahouse with their heads down.

Xu Changan shook his head, looking at the appearance of this Confucian student, he originally thought he was a master, but he didn't expect that he didn't understand bullshit.

After the old Confucian said this, most of the teahouse suddenly dispersed, and the official family was discussed in vain, and if it was not done well, it would cause trouble, and everyone was afraid to avoid it. The old Confucian who was surrounded by people before instantly became a plague god.

Xu Changan sighed, looked at the teahouse that was deserted in an instant, shook his head, lifted the flat burden, and walked out.

He suddenly felt a scorching heat behind him, and when he turned his head to look, the old Confucian was staring straight at him.

In any case, the Confucian status of the Holy Dynasty is always higher, after all, the Confucius Temple is an important institution of the Holy Dynasty.

Xu Changan bowed.

"What does the old gentleman think?"

The old Confucian smiled: "The old man knows the art of face-to-face, and looking at the appearance of the son, it is not a thing in the pool!"

Xu Changan smiled slightly: "Thank you old gentleman for your words, but it's just a coolie below, not something in the pool." As he spoke, he raised the pole in his hand, and then strode out of the teahouse.

"Little brother, listen to me!" The old Confucian immediately chased out, only to see Xu Changan's back.

In the end, he could only shout at Xu Changan's back: "Little brother, you and I are destined, and we will see you again soon!"

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