Step on a branch

Chapter 396
Ruishan is located in the outskirts of Beijing. There are dozens of Taoist temples and temples on the mountain, hidden among the trees, and there are constant pilgrims in all seasons.

In recent days, due to the upcoming war, there are fewer pilgrims than in the past, but there are still some people who come to visit.

No matter whether it is three steps and one worship, or walking in a hurry, everyone is in charge of their own affairs, and no one cares about other people's thoughts.

The further up the mountain, the fewer pilgrims.

And the thick fog in the autumn and winter mornings lingered around, making it even more lonely.

On the top of the mountain, facing the wind, Qin Luan looked towards the capital.

The fog has not disappeared, and the vision is not clear.

She smiled and said to Lin Fan beside her: "It's like climbing up to see the fog like this, it seems to be back in Tianyi Temple."

Lin Fan turned his head, looked at her, and listened to her talking about the past.

Tianyi Temple is located on Mount Tai, with different climates throughout the year.

When mentioning immortals in the book, they always say that they ride the clouds and ride the fog to show their immortality.

Of course Qin Luan heard of it when she was a child.

After going up the mountain, she thought about it when she had nothing to do. Under the cloud and mist, she, a little Taoist boy who couldn't even draw talismans well, became more powerful.

"I think so, so I tell Master that way." Qin Luan said.

Lin Fan liked to hear her talk about those trivial things, so he passed the words: "And then?"

"Then," Qin Luan's eyes rolled up, "Master handed me a cattail leaf fan and asked me to fan the stove. The useless apprentice Xiaodaotong can only look at the alchemy stove."

Lin Fan couldn't help laughing.

The two of them came to Jugao to observe the situation in Beijing.

Dressing up as ordinary people in the villages and towns, it is not conspicuous at all among the pilgrims going up the mountain.

When I got to the mountain, there were almost no other people around. While waiting for the fog to clear, I told some interesting things to pass the time.

For Lin Fan, knowing his identity, he had already walked ninety steps before entering the imperial city.

The remaining ten steps are much more difficult than the previous ones.

The capital is close at hand, and there are many ways to enter the city.

Attack directly, even destroy the city wall; continue to exert pressure, forcing the city to run out of food;

There are many methods, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, but what Lin Fan and Marquis Yongning want is not only safety, but also peace as much as possible.

Therefore, they need to observe the situation of the capital more.

Seosan is undoubtedly a good place to observe.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the scout's ability, but Lin Fan wants to see it for himself.

Qin Luan also wanted to go up the mountain, and the Marquis of Yongning agreed when he heard it.

Uncle Zhongqin, who was guarding the capital, had no intention of coming out to fight, nor did he wantonly search around. The few scouts who came out to investigate sporadically were not Lin Fan's opponents at all.

In the east, the long-awaited daylight finally emerged from behind the clouds.

As the sun rose, the dense fog gradually dispersed, and the outline of the capital city became clearer and clearer.

"The city gate is guarded," Lin Fan pointed, and said to Qin Luan, "There is a long queue for entering and leaving the city."

Qin Luan looked at it and said: "When our army presses forward again, the gate of the city should be completely closed, so we can't get in or out."

Lin Fan nodded, and said, "There are more defenders on the city wall than before."

Qin Luan took a closer look and asked, "The defenders seem to be hoarding something?"

"Stones," Lin Fan said, "are used to deal with ladders."

The two analyzed the various situations they could find.

It has to be said that Uncle Zhongqin was very attentive, and his preparations for the battle were extremely thorough, with an attitude of stalemate with the attacking army to the end.

"They want to wait for support from all directions," Lin Fan said, "I bet we won't survive this winter."

In the past few days, the central government of Beijing notified the news of the dispatch of troops to Beijing for rescue, and the scouts also got a lot.

Old Hou Ye wasn't worried about the Feimen closing at all.

Mao Gu'an made it clear that he would not interfere and guarded Xizhou City obediently.

Liu Ben is one of his own. If he brings troops here, not only will he not save the capital, but he will follow the old Hou Ye to fight against the capital.

However, the number of government soldiers in various places is limited, and if they really gather together, there is still a lack of a leader who can lead.

Instead, the most important thing to pay attention to is the defenders stationed in the cities in the southern border.

However, their first priority is to defend and not let the people of Nanshu make trouble. Even if they come to save the capital, they will not be so stupid as to mobilize all members.

Qin Wei sits in Qiyang City, which is not only a retreat for Baolin Fan and Marquis Yongning, but also to guard against military movements in the south.

As for the follow-up food supply, in the hands of Princess Pingyang, after so many years of accumulation and preparation, the most indispensable thing is money and food.

Therefore, it is very difficult for the capital to wait for the help they hoped for.

Lin Fan observed carefully, smiled and said to Qin Luan, "Let's go down the mountain."

Qin Luan responded, and when he turned around, his wrist was clasped.

She looked up at Lin Fan.

The wind on the mountain has the coolness of late autumn.

The sun fell on Lin Fan's body, bringing a layer of warm fluffy color, which shone in his eyes.

The strength on the wrist slid down, Qin Luan understood, and clasped his five fingers lightly.

"Let's go." She raised her hand, waved it, and said with a smile.

With a smile overflowing from the corners of his lips, Lin Fan led her down the mountain.

Capital city, under the south gate.

Uncle Zhongyi watched the crowd in and out with cold eyes, and went to Ruyifang with a gloomy face.

Today's Ruyifang is full of guards and pedestrians.

Someone recognized Uncle Zhongyi and rushed forward to salute him.

Uncle Zhongyi took a closer look and found that it was the commander of the Jingwei Commander. Thinking of his son who had just been suspended, his expression became even uglier.

unlucky!

Extremely unlucky!

Wan Chengben only had a job in the yamen, but because of his good relationship with the Yongning Hou Mansion, he was sent home.

Holding his breath, Uncle Zhongyi was in no mood to walk on the street, so he asked the boy to find a sedan chair and return home.

As soon as he bypassed the screen wall, Uncle Zhongyi met Wan Cheng head-on.

Wan Cheng cupped his hands and called "Father".

Uncle Zhongyi said: "I went to the gate of the city to see it. It is getting more and more strict every day. When the rebel army gets closer, I am afraid they will not be able to enter or leave. I am very worried about your mother. She is alone in the village. What's going on..."

Wan Cheng lowered his eyes.

He knew that his father wanted to take his mother back.

This is not the first time this has been mentioned.

Previously, his father was jealous of Duke Ding, so he acquiesced in sending away his mother who had done something wrong.

After the emperor designated Ding Guogong as a traitor, my father didn't have to worry about that, he had already mentioned it once.

Wan Cheng refused, the reason was that the situation was unclear, at least he had to wait until the army commander returned to court.

A while ago, Lin Fan changed himself and became the grandson of the emperor. His father mentioned it again, but Wan Cheng still rejected it.

What he said was that the emperor was full of anger because of the rebellion, and there was nowhere to vent his worries. If you insist on going your own way, I will kill my relatives righteously and go to the imperial court.

The words were very serious, and Zhongyi was very angry, but he let it go.

Today, my father brought it up again, using a bitter trick.

Wan Cheng had thought about how to deal with this strategy before, and said: "They will surround the capital, and they will not disturb the nearby villages and towns. On the contrary, they will cause chaos in the city. To be honest, if it weren't for the father and your title , it is inappropriate to leave Beijing at this moment, I want to send you to Zhuangzi, which is safer than the city."

　Thanks to book friend 121030193845947 for the reward, and thanks to Book City book friend Angel. Meng for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)