The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 234 Paralyzed by Fright
Zhou Wang Zhu Gongyan never imagined that the defense line of the Wangwu Taihang that he built with painstaking efforts would be so easily broken by Sun Jie's troops.

He thought that the money he had given out could make this line of defense solid, but he didn't know that all the people under him were good at corruption.

Huaiqing Mansion soon fell into Sun Jie's hands. Liang Dazhuang rested here for two days, and then his troops headed south, approaching Luoyang.

Although the bumpy road has certain obstacles to the march of the convoy, it still has a great advantage compared with the traditional infantry march.

Liang Dazhuang's soldiers and horses came towards Luoyang openly and aboveboard, but these people in Luoyang City didn't know that they were in great trouble.

King Fu is still waiting in the palace. He hopes that Sun Jie can send reinforcements to save him from the fire and water.

If Sun Jie can save him, he is willing to dedicate the whole Henan to Sun Jie.

This is of course just his wishful thinking. With Sun Jie's current strength, what does it matter if he is there or not?
It's just that I don't know the so-called, but it's just a clown.

Different from King Fu's worries, there are quite a few people in Luoyang city who are elated and high-spirited.

The most prosperous street in Luoyang City is the street in front of Fu Wang's Mansion.

There are many shops on the street, and all kinds of shops and goods are concentrated on this street.

Compared with the prosperity of the past, today is much colder.

There are no pedestrians coming and going on the street, and there is no hawking along the street.

The gate of Luoyang City has been closed long ago, and those small merchants and peddlers cannot enter.

In this street, there is a shop called "Wanbao Grocery".

Usually sell some needles, thread, or other daily necessities.

But this was just a cover, it was actually a spy arranged by Sun Jie in Luoyang City.

In the secret room in the backyard of this store, seven or eight people crowded inside.

The shopkeeper sat tall on the main seat, holding a piece of rice paper in his hand.

He counted the number of people in front of him, cleared his throat after being accurate, and then read aloud according to the content above.

His voice was frustrating, and these guys listened carefully, not daring to be negligent.

That is, three to five minutes later, the shopkeeper closed the rice paper in his hand.

He looked at the people around him, and his voice became loud again:
"Do you remember what I just said?
His Majesty's army is not far from Luoyang City, we must take countermeasures.

In the city, we must take all precautions, send back all the news that can be detected in Luoyang City today, and at the same time instigate some people with ulterior motives. "

Sun Jie's army was almost invincible. Even though the city of Luoyang was high and deep, it was still a little bit better than tofu dregs under heavy artillery fire.

In theory, these spies in the city are of little use.

But how should I put it, if these spies cooperate internally and externally, time and materials and equipment can always be saved.

"understand!"

The spies looked excited.

……

In the dark night, these spies walked out of the shop, they walked on the street, and posted the big-character posters that had been prepared in the streets and alleys.

The above content is very simple. It is nothing more than advocating Sun Jie's benevolent government and various achievements and brilliance in Shaanxi, while belittling the Ming Dynasty and what King Fu did in Luoyang.

It can't be regarded as flattering or belittling, these spies are just stating a fact on the big-character posters.

In the middle of the night, these spies were very fast.

They posted big-character posters on almost all conspicuous places on the street in front of Fu Wang's Mansion.

When the dawn of the next day came, when the people in the city took to the streets, their eyes were attracted by these big-character posters.

Outside a wall, a dozen or so ordinary people gathered around here, pointing at the big-character posters posted on the wall.

A boy student stood in front of the big-character poster, reading the content aloud.

Most of these people are just listening for fun, and don't know what the content above means.

But there are Fu Wang's men in the crowd.

Standing in the crowd, he looked at the content on the big-character posters, and instantly understood why Li Lang had been away for so long without any news from him.

It was clearly written on the big-character posters that people didn't want to rescue them at all, but wanted to swallow the whole of Luoyang directly.

I'm afraid not only the whole of Luoyang, but also the Henan Mansion behind Luoyang and the whole Central Plains.

"Get out of the way, all of you, this is a decapitation thing, don't look at it."

Fu Wang's subordinate squeezed through the crowd and tore off the big-character posters on the wall.

Finally, he pointed at the people in front of him and cursed.

The people were stunned, not knowing what happened.

Under their shocked eyes, Fu Wang's subordinate hurriedly ran to Fu Wang's mansion holding a big-character poster.

King Fu is still listening to the song in the backyard.

There is a specially built stage in the backyard of the palace, and King Fu sat in the building outside the stage, watching the opera on the stage with a smile on his face.

He picked up the teacup on the table next to him, took a sip of the tea, then picked up a piece of pastry and took a sip.

Listening to the libretto sung on the stage, he cheered a few times from time to time, or took some scattered silver from his body and threw it towards the stage.

Zhu Yousong stood behind him, smiling and patting his father's ass.

The father and son look happy now, just like children playing with mud in the streets and alleys.

There was no worry on their faces. If ordinary people were faced with this situation, they would have been worried, but they were quite different.

Although the two of them also have the heart to fight for world domination, judging by their personalities, they don't support them in doing so.

A hero is often a hard-charging army, accumulating strength, giving up almost all entertainment, and putting all his energy on fighting for hegemony.

Both of them, father and son, were spoiled and spoiled since childhood.

One is better than the other in the mind, but in practice, one is worse than the other.

When he first joined the army, he still looked a bit like that.

Afterwards, I lost my patience, coupled with the fact that the war has been failing, and I feel irritable, and I don't want to care about the situation.

As a result, the father and son were immersed in the illusory world of opera, unwilling to wake up.

The father and son worried about their future only for a day or two, no matter how much they worried, it was far less than carpe diem.

There are a lot of actors and actresses in the royal palace, and they haven't enjoyed enough of these things, so how can they have time to worry about the country and the people?
Besides, in King Fu's view, all his subordinates are "upright" and "outstanding capable" courtiers.

With them here, what are you afraid of?

Of course, this is all the bragging of these so-called courtiers.

Fu Wang patted his hands gently, and looked at the opera in front of him with a smile on his face.

However, at this moment, a young eunuch hurriedly ran over from outside.

Zhu Yousong looked at the eunuch who ran over.Frowning, he scolded dissatisfiedly:

"You little eunuch, do you have any rules?
Didn't you see that my royal father is watching happily?Running over suddenly, disturbing my father's peace, I think you don't want to live anymore. "

These words scared the little eunuch to his knees on the ground, kowtowing his head non-stop.

King Fu did not have such a temper as Zhu Yousong. He looked at the eunuch with a smile and asked, "What's the matter? Are you so flustered?"

The eunuch quickly said: "Your Highness, Mr. Zhang has something important to see you!"

But Fu Wang didn't care about it.

He swung his right hand lightly, and set his eyes on the opera in front of him again.

He casually said, "What's the big deal? Didn't you just report that King Tang is still in Song County a few days ago?

Song County is still far away from our Luoyang, no matter how you say it, it is impossible to come to the city of Luoyang in such a short period of time.

Besides, now that there is heavy snow and the road is blocked by heavy snow, even if they come here, it may not be that simple.

It must be the shock of these literati again. Although they are very capable, this kind of character and temper is absolutely unacceptable.

All right, you go down, don't disturb me watching the play. "

King Fu dismissed the little eunuch so lightly.

Zhu Yousong returned to his previous appearance, stood behind King Fu, and flattered him a few more times.

"What the father said is very correct, and the child thinks the same way.

The King of Tang should still be in Song County now.No matter how fast their speed is, it is impossible for them to approach the city of Luoyang within a few days. "Zhu Yousong laughed.

The father and son didn't have any worries, their attention was all on the opera in front of them at the moment.

He didn't even want to spend a little more time thinking about it, or spending a little time to let Mr. Liu in.

The two of them listened to the play quietly.

This situation didn't last long, that is, within a quarter of an hour, there was a noise outside.

Zhu Yousong, whose interest was broken, looked for his reputation with a dissatisfied face, and saw a scholar rushing in under the obstruction of the guards of the palace.

While rushing inside, he also shouted: "Your Highness, something big is not good, something big happened."

Waving white paper in his hand, he didn't know what it was.

Zhu Yousong walked over with a dissatisfied face. He looked at Master Liu and asked the guards who were blocking him to let him go.

This is the backyard, that is, the harem of the palace.

According to the rules of this era, for Mr. Liu to forcibly break into the harem, it was disrespectful to King Fu.

Zhu Yousong felt that his face was insulted by Master Liu, and he was about to scold him immediately.

But without waiting for Zhu Yousong to speak, Master Liu pointed to the paper in his hand and hurriedly shouted at Zhu Yousong:

"His Royal Highness had an accident. It really happened. This is what I found on the street this morning. You can take a look."

Zhu Yousong looked contemptuous.

What can be the matter?At this moment, he didn't think anything was going to happen.

Zhu Yousong took the big-character poster from Mr. Liu with an expression of resentment.

Looking into the eyes, within a few breaths, he changed his appearance.

Like a frightened dog, it started howling on the spot involuntarily:

"Damn, damn, what a damn thing!"

The cold sweat on Zhu Yousong's head flowed to the ground like rain, and the bones of his body became soft, and he almost fell to the ground.

Zhu Yousong's appearance naturally attracted Fu Wang's attention.

Fu Wangwang came over and asked loudly: "What happened? It scared you like this? You really have no future."

Zhu Yousong's legs were numb and unable to move, he could only wave the big-character poster in his hand, and shouted at King Fu in panic:

"Father is not well, this bastard surnamed Sun came over to beat us."

What a waste, such a big event, Zhu Yousong didn't even ask the authenticity of the matter at the first time.

"what?"

Fu Wang let out a scream and froze in place.

Taking a deep breath, he hurriedly speeded up.

Pulled the big-character poster from Zhu Yousong's hand.

After reading the content above, he slumped on the spot with a plop.

Worse than his son.

Really a piece of trash.

"What, what, what about this?"

Fu Wang opened and closed his mouth, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then flowed down his face.

His body was shaking non-stop like sifting chaff. This panicked look was completely different from when he was listening to the play just now.

"Damn it, damn it! Why did he do this? I have no grievances with him in the past, and we have no vengeance in the near future. Why did he do this?" King Fu screamed, and the sharp voice stopped the music on the stage.

Those actors also stopped their voices, and looked at King Fu in bewilderment.

He was a piece of trash. To put it bluntly, compared to a pig, he could speak and write.

He only saw the brilliance of other people's hegemony, but he didn't care about those bones on the road to hegemony.

"What should we do now? What should we do now!"

Fu Wang kept chanting, his eyes straightened with fright.

Like his good-for-nothing son, he didn't check the authenticity of the big-character posters at all.

Fu Wang was supported by the guards next to him and sat at the place just now. He put the big-character poster in his hand on the table, picked up the teapot on the table without any mistakes, and kept pouring the tea in it.

I want to use this to suppress the panic in my heart.

But those trembling hands couldn't hold the kettle steadily at all, and one didn't pay attention, and the kettle fell to the ground.

With a crackle, fragments flew and tea splashed.

"What should we do?" King Fu muttered again.

Zhu Yousong was fighting between the two, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said a solution that was not a solution:

"How about we run quickly? Seeing that Sun Thief's soldiers and horses have not attacked yet, let's run quickly!"

"Yes, yes, run quickly, run quickly. Tell the servants in the mansion to pack up quickly, let's run away later, let's run away later!"

Fuwang is like a repeater, repeating constantly.

Master Liu on the side patted his forehead, and looked at the wonderful father and son in front of him with a bitter face.

"My lord, where can we go now? To the north is the thief Sun, and to the south is the king of Tang.

We have nowhere to go now, no matter where we go, it will be a dead end! "

Master Liu shouted, trying to wake up Fu Wang and his son.

　Happy Children's Day! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)