06 Dongting Yifeng
Coming out of Antai Town, it is already the boundary of Yueyang City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ The people in the info torture room changed their previous urgency and slowed down the speed of their actions.
This is what Zhuang Haoming meant. He believes that the biggest difficulty of this trip is not the 'rose thorn', but the Jiang Wangcai who is entrenched in Dongting Lake and opposes the imperial court. Since Song Xuanfang had already expressed his position on behalf of Jiang Wangcai and did not interfere with everyone's actions in Huguang, then this trip was equivalent to more than half of the success.
And the reason why everyone slowed down at this time was to let Song Xuan, who "broke the fortune and avoided disasters", have enough time to let out his words, so that the rest of Jiang Wangcai's gang in this Huguang territory knew that the arrest house had no ill will towards Dongting Lake this trip.
As long as you pass through the large square countryside and fields in front of you, you will be the Yueyang City full of sky. After passing through Yueyang, continuing westward, bypassing the north shore of Dongting Lake, you will step into the territory where the Miao people are located, which is also the current hiding place of the 'Rose Thorn' mentioned in the informant.
Seeing such a scene in front of her, Xie Yixiang couldn't help but let go of the reins of the horse in her hand, and let the horse under her gently step on the spring mud in the field and walk forward slowly. At this time, when the official spring is busy, the farmers who sow seeds and transplant rice along the road are all around, and it is a good scenery of "spring grass and green fields"; the dark soil in the fields is turned up by the plough, exuding a burst of spring mud smell.
I thought that after the great drought last year, the territory of Huguang must be a miserable and devastated scene, but who knew that at the moment, those peasants were all strong and energetic in their work, and they could not see the residual sense of suffering due to the famine, Xie Yixiang couldn't believe it for a while.
You must know that this dynasty has only been established for more than ten years, and after the war, everything is in ruins, and the emperor is mean and unkind, and the criminal laws are strict, so that even Jinling City, where the capital is located, secretly reveals a depressed atmosphere. Who knew that at this time in the territory of Huguang, there was such a prosperous atmosphere, which vaguely looked like the peaceful and prosperous era in Xie Yixiang's mind.
Puzzled, Xie Yixiang turned her head to look at Zhuang Haoming. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Haoming, who is sixty and seven out of sixty this year, has already been a little overwhelmed after these days of continuous running, and everyone is now slowing down the horse's hooves and slowly marching along the farmland on both sides. Xie Yixiang smiled slightly, and did not bother Zhuang Haoming, and immediately galloped a few steps on the horse, catching up with Cheng Chengtian in front of the team.
She asked Cheng Chengtian: "Brother Cheng, I heard that there was a drought in Jiangnan last year, and the people had no harvest. But now that the source of this drought is wide, there is no sign of famine, but a scene of abundance."
Although Cheng Chengtian is a little unruly, he is a reasonable person, and he has been trained for a long time, so he is naturally well-informed, so Xie Yixiang asked him. At that moment, he thought for a moment and said: "It is said that when Huguang was in trouble last year, Jiang Wangcai of Dongting Lake took the lead in distributing grain, took out all the grain he had accumulated in his water village for several years, and sold it half to the people of Huguang. Later, he ordered the wealthy merchants in Huguang and Guangxi to follow and distribute grain, and successively provided several batches of grain to distribute to the people. In this way, although it cannot be said that it has saved the people of the whole lake, it has also greatly alleviated the disaster. β
Xie Yixiang asked puzzledly: "When the drought occurred, even the imperial court did not open a warehouse for disaster relief, but only encouraged the people to be self-reliant and grit their teeth to tide over this difficulty. Then Jiang Wangcai is just a bandit who robs homes and houses, how could he do such a good deed?"
Cheng Chengtian was amused by her words and said, "The third lady is a little naΓ―ve when she says this. There is no such thing as an absolute bad person in this world? Even if he is a heinous person, he will have a charitable side. As you said, since Jiang Wangcai made a living by robbing his homes and houses, if he didn't help the people of Huguang when the drought came, and watched them starve to death, it would be tantamount to cutting off his own way of life in the future. Come to me, his behavior is really 'stay in the green mountains, don't worry about running out of firewood'. β
Xie Yixiang nodded, and couldn't help but feel something in her heart for a while, and sighed: "What Brother Cheng said is reasonable, I can't think of such a simple truth, even bandits like Jiang Wangcai know it, but our court never understands it." β
Cheng Xitian heard her talk about the imperial court, and he didn't talk much, so he immediately laughed dryly twice, and asked Xie Yixiang in a low voice with the topic: "Third Miss, do you still remember that the shopkeeper mentioned Jiang Wangcai's military advisor Fang Dongfeng?"
Xie Yixiang nodded and said, "Naturally, I remember." Jiang Wangcai has a phoenix, two tigers, three jackals and four fish, and this Fang Dongfeng is Jiang Wangcai's sergeant, which is also the so-called 'one phoenix'. In recent years, this person has become famous in the rivers and lakes, and everyone who talks about this person will more or less compare him with Mr. Aota, the founding father of this dynasty. From this point of view, it is estimated that this Fang Dongfeng does have some ability. β
Cheng Qitian said in a low voice: "The name of this Fang Dongfeng appeared out of thin air a year ago, and it became famous in an instant. It is said that this person is extremely mysterious, and he is only secretly giving advice, and even Jiang Wangcai's subordinates have never seen his true face...... In this way, whether it is time or behavior, it seems to be ......"
Xie Yixiang heard what he said, and immediately said, "Brother Cheng, please speak directly if you have something to say." β
Cheng Qitian couldn't help but take a breath and muttered: "In the autumn of the previous year, a felony escaped from the prison in Jinling, and as far as I know, this felony is also extremely high-minded, with mysterious behavior, and no name. In my opinion, it is ...... Could it be that there is any connection between the two of them?"
He said this in a slurred manner, as if he had some scruples. You must know that this matter is extremely secret, and it seems that it is also involved in the face-tearing demon case that caused a sensation in the capital back then, but for some reason it was forcibly suppressed by Zhuang Haoming, and others have not yet figured out the mystery. Although everyone knows that Xie Yixiang is a party to this case, it is not easy to ask on weekdays, Cheng Chengtian now saw that Zhuang Haoming was napping, and under curiosity, he finally couldn't help but open his mouth and wanted to ask Xie Yixiang for some details.
Xie Yixiang was secretly amused in her heart, and none of the people in the torture room were fuel-efficient lamps. Obviously, he came to trick Cheng Tian, but who knew that in the end, he would also set his own words in turn. She immediately replied without hesitation: "I understand what Brother Cheng means, but this Fang Dongfeng is definitely not that person. β
As soon as the words fell, another voice beside her also sounded, saying, "It's not him. β
Xie Yixiang and Cheng Chengtian turned their heads at the same time, only to see that Zhuang Haoming had woken up at some point, his eyes narrowed into two thin slits, staring at the two of them with a sparkling light. Cheng Chengtian was frightened and embarrassed, so he had to smile and say: "Since the master said no, then it is not." β
Zhuang Haoming stared at Xie Yixiang and asked lightly, "Yixiang, why can you also determine that Fang Dongfeng is not that person?"
Xie Yixiang shook her head and said, "I don't know. But I can be sure that this Fang Dongfeng must not be him. β
Zhuang Haoming heard what she said, which was equivalent to nothing, stared at Cheng Chengtian again, and said slowly: "Xiao Cheng, I can answer your doubts, what I said they are not the same person, that's because you don't know the fugitive in the prison." If that guy wanted to hide himself, he would never leave any clues that could be found by others, let alone the name 'Fang Dongfeng'; if this 'Fang Dongfeng' was really a fake identity of his, he had already been disguised, and his behavior naturally didn't take care of it, and there was no need to hide in the dark like this Fang Dongfeng now, pretending to be mysterious. β
Cheng Xitian nodded again and again when he heard this, and didn't dare to say anything more. Zhuang Haoming turned his head again, his glasses staring directly at Xie Yixiang's eyes, as if he wanted to see through the depths of her heart. It wasn't until Xie Yixiang turned his head to avoid his gaze that he said meaningfully: "A thief is always a thief, you don't think too much." β
Xie Yixiang frowned slightly, and suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, and her premonition told her that something seemed to be about to happen. Then a heart-rending scream came from ahead, followed by the neighing of horses. The two businesses are one after the other, with extremely short intervals, intertwined with each other, reverberating between heaven and earth.
But I saw that in the field ahead, the ground was full of red blood, splashing on the green seedlings on the side of the road. A little girl in a flower-faced jacket was calmly wading in a pool of blood with large dark eyes, her belly had been trampled by several blood-stained horses' hooves, and blood was gushing out.