Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 585 Rebels
"Don't say it's the East Palace, even the eunuchs and maids in the Heavenly Palace have a holiday every month, let alone us!" Murong Mu laughed: "Besides, if His Royal Highness knew that I asked for leave to entertain you, he would agree to it!"

So Sangqiu stayed in Chang'an for a while, and Murong Mao came to accompany him to go out to play every day. After a long time, he felt a little sorry and refused firmly.Murong Mu didn't continue to go to the East Palace to ask for leave.Sang Qiu and the steward who came to Chang'an to deliver the tribute were notified, and told him that after finishing the errand, he would inform himself when he returned to Chengdu, and then he continued to play without mentioning it.

Here Sancho is returning to the city, and it is raining.He pulled up his hood and shouted to the followers behind him: "Hurry up, the rain will get bigger and bigger!"

"Of order!" The attendant responded, "However, the rain in Chang'an is much warmer than that in Baekje. If Baekje is not wiped off immediately after being drenched in the rain at this time, it will catch cold, cough, fever, and even die!"

Sancho made no answer, leaving the talkative squire to continue his story, and soon he stopped talking, and all rode on in silence.The streets of Chang'an were dark and deserted, and the heavy rain drove everyone into the house.The rain kept beating Sancho's head, warm as blood, lingering in his heart, and large drops of water streaming down his face.

"You must check the girth of one horse on a rainy day!" Wang Wenzuo said to him a long time ago on the evening of the first confrontation with the Mohe people: "Otherwise you will fall off the horse and break your neck when the two armies clash!" Thinking of this, Sancho couldn't help showing a smile on his face, how long ago it was!At that time, the master was just a small officer, and he was a shepherd following him to take care of his horses, carrying quiver and rations.But the master hasn't changed at all, he is still so nostalgic and caring. If he were here today, he would surely be nagging himself to tighten the horse's girth and be careful of the horseshoe.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, stinging Sancho's eyes and hitting the ground, and the black muddy current rushed down from the heights and poured in all directions.

"Master!" The entourage's hoarse voice was full of vigilance: "Be careful!"

Sancho reined in the reins and deftly pulled the mount to the side of the road. He had grazed for the owner of Baekje when he was a child, and how to drive the livestock had already penetrated into his bones.Almost immediately, the streets were filled with soldiers, their leather coats covered with iron armor, their silver-inlaid iron pockets, and their rain-soaked cloaks clasped tightly around their backs.He didn't have time to count them, but there were at least a hundred of them, rushing towards them in the rain, and the tips of their spears shone pale in the heavy rain.

"Get off your horse, get off your horse quickly!" Sancho jumped off his horse and led him to the side of the road to make way for the oncoming army. This is a soldier from Nanya. What happened? How could there be heavily armed soldiers running around the streets of Chang'an on a rainy day?Is it a palace change?

Thinking of this, Sancho felt chills all over his body. After following Wang Wenzuo for so long, he was no longer the ignorant Baekje shepherd slave he used to be.He knows a lot about Tang's allusions and past events. Take the most famous incident of Xuanwu Gate as an example. The battles that took place were not just at Xuanwu Gate. The troops loyal to the prince and King Qi had bloody battles with the supporters of King Qin in many places. Could it be that he ran into him this time?
"You, you, who are you guys? Why are you wandering outside in heavy rain!" The captain who commanded the soldiers pointed at Sancho and shouted, "Could it be the work of the rebels?"

"In Xiasangqiu, it's Wang Wenzuo's subordinate, Jiannan Zhidu Yingtian Disposal Military and Horse Economic Strategy Envoy, who was ordered to come to Chang'an on business!" Sanqiu hurriedly took out the talisman letter from his arms, and handed it to the captain: "Today, I went to do some errands outside the city. On the way back, there was a heavy rain. Please ask the captain to be careful!"

"So that's the case!" The lieutenant checked the talisman letter, and his dark face looked better: "Then go back quickly!"

"Thank you, Lieutenant!" Sancho received the talisman and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask, what is the matter with this rebel army? This is Chang'an, the imperial capital!"

"I'm not too clear about this, but I only know that two thousand soldiers transferred from Shannan Road to Longyou passed by Chang'an, because there was something wrong with the rewards, so they provoked a mutiny!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Sancho hurriedly thanked the lieutenant, got on his horse and headed towards the city where he lived. Sure enough, he could often see heavily armed patrolling soldiers along the way. Obviously, the mutiny that happened between the elbows and armpits of the imperial capital had a great impact, and the whole Chang'an was shaken.

After returning to the residence, Sancho and his entourage finished washing, and went to the gate of Fangshi to inquire about the mutiny in person, but all kinds of rumors were messy and even contradictory; some said that these rebels were demons mixed with heavenly masters; When passing through Chang'an, they suddenly got an official document from the Ministry of War, asking them to return to Longyou to defend for another year, so the mutiny broke out; some people said that these were withdrawn from Longyou, but the reason for the mutiny was because there were Tibetan spies mixed in.
Although these messy rumors are clueless, there are two things in common, that is, the rebels are not ordinary people, but well-equipped and well-trained regular imperial troops; secondly, the rebels are not a few, dozens, or hundreds of people, but an entire army with a complete system, not a mob that wants to have a large number.

"How could this happen! It's a good day, but why are there a bunch of rebels on the edge of Chang'an!"

"Who says it's a good time right now? Just a few months ago, they were defeated by the Tibetans in Dafeichuan, and the Turks and Liaodong rebelled again. Are these also called good days?"

"But what the hell are those places? This is Guanzhong, next to Chang'an!"

"That's right! It's such a bad time to encounter such a thing!" A procuress who runs a brothel lamented, "A few years ago when the incident happened in West Market, I lost a lot of money. After a few years of hard work, I finally got back with subsidies. When I encountered such a thing again, I really couldn't live!"

"The city of Chang'an is well-defended, and there are so many guards, the rebels should not be able to enter the city. You should not worry, right?" Sancho asked puzzled.

Seeing that Sancho was dressed as a warrior, the people next to him carefully explained: "Your Majesty, you don't know that the rebels can't get in, but if you go too far, everyone will be unlucky in the fields and houses outside the city. The prices of daily necessities, rice, oil, salt and vegetables will also increase, and the government will also take the opportunity to increase taxes. In the end, it all falls on us Shengdou people?"

"That's true!" Sancho nodded. After thinking for a while, he comforted others: "With the power of the imperial court, it will only take three or two days for the rebels to be wiped out, and then they will return to normal!"

"If this is the best, then thank you Langjun for your good words!"

Finding that he couldn't get any real news, Sancho had to go back to his residence and wait in peace.He thought to himself that these days, he only thought that Chang'an's palaces and squares were continuous, and the city was like a mountain, like a place where gods lived, but he didn't expect that it would look like this overnight, it was simply unimaginable.Thinking about it carefully, the monks in the temple were right, the prosperity in this world is a dream within a dream, so what is wealth and honor?The human body is uncomfortable, and the Dharma is hard to find. It is better to read more Buddhist scriptures and pray for an early escape from the suffering of samsara.Thinking of this, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and recited "Amitabha Buddha" continuously.

At noon the next day, Sancho finally got more solid news that the rebel army was a garrison from Hebei transferred to Longyou, and when they passed through Chang'an, they mutinied because they were dissatisfied with the rewards given out.The soldiers who were sent to suppress were defeated and fled back to Chang'an. Now the three assistants have been shaken, and the emperor has severely reprimanded them, and ordered to send elite soldiers from the old guard Chang'an to suppress!

"This is really strange!" Sancho asked his neighbors in Tongfang City: "According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, shouldn't the people who came to Chang'an Suwei be the elite of the military mansions from all over the place? How could they be defeated by a group of rebels who traveled long distances?"

"Hehehe!" The neighbor looked at Sancho and said with a smile, "You are not from Chang'an, are you?"

"That's right!" Sancho nodded, "Your Majesty did come to Chang'an from Chengdu, and it hasn't been long since I came here!"

"Chengdu came to Chang'an? I can't hear the accent of Shu!" The man smiled: "Do you know what the soldiers from all over the world do when they come to Chang'an?"

"Naturally, the Emperor Suwei? What else can I do?"

"Hehehe!" the man said with a smile, "So I said you are not from Chang'an. Sergeants from all over the world came to Chang'an to repair houses, run errands, and porters. Anyway, there are all sorts of handymen, but there is no one who is the emperor of the guard. They are the children of the nobles! So you understand? What's so strange about a group of handymen being defeated by the rebels?"

"Hundreds of workers and miscellaneous workers? How could this be? Shouldn't the government soldiers be the servants, the emperor's guards?" Sancho asked puzzled.

The man shook his head and laughed, "Do you know that in Luoyang, Chang'an, servants are a curse word. Calling someone a servant is the same as calling someone a slave! Think about it, how many high-ranking officials and nobles are there in Chang'an? These people want to build mansions, gardens, and do all kinds of errands, and they need people to do things for them. They don't want to spend money to hire people to do it, so the guards who come from all over the place are the best use? When their generals say hello, hundreds of thousands of people will come to work for you for nothing, who would not like such a good thing?"

"Well, these people are too bold, aren't they?" Sancho was taken aback: "The government soldiers are here to protect the emperor. If they all go to work as handymen, if something happens, who will guard the emperor?"

"What you said is right! But Chang'an is located in Guanzhong, the country of four fortresses. Who would have thought that there would be enemies here to conquer?" The man laughed and said, "Besides, the first one to do this is the emperor and the empress. Otherwise, so many palaces and gardens would not have fallen from the sky, right? Both your majesties use their guards as handymen, and the others will naturally follow suit!"

Hearing the man say that about the Queen of Heaven, Sancho was already speechless in fright: "You, how can you say that about your two Majesties?"

"Hehe! It's really fun for you, a stranger!" The man laughed and said, "This is something that everyone has seen. I can't say that they did it? I have no official position, no family wealth, not even parents and daughter-in-law. I am completely naked. What is there to be afraid of? If you go to the government and report me, go quickly, don't want to look like this!"

Sancho admired this man quite a bit, and asked the man's name. His surname was Bai Mingmin. He was a rascal in the workshop and lived by helping others.He took out a handful of copper coins and stuffed them into the man's hand: "Of course I won't report on you, but it's better to be careful in such matters, lest disaster come out of your mouth! Take the money for now!"

"Thank you very much!" The man didn't refuse: "I'm a day-to-day eater, and I can't go out for two days. If I don't have your money, I'm afraid I will go hungry!"

Sangqiu sent Bai Min away and fell into deep thought. He followed Wang Wenzuo for these years, and as his status became higher and higher, and he took a daughter-in-law like Ah Cheng, his knowledge and intelligence have improved a lot.He originally thought that the kingdom of his own master would appear. The Tang Dynasty must be a kingdom in the sky. The emperors of the Tang Dynasty and the ministers of the court must be saints and gentlemen. Even if they are not as good as Wang Wenzuo, they will not be too far behind.Liu Rengui, Liu Renyuan, Li Ji and others added to his confidence in Datang.But just now, Bai Min's words were like a giant hand tearing away the layer of glossy paper covering Tang, revealing the unbearable truth underneath.

"Hey, is it a long-term solution to use the soldiers as servants?" Sancho sighed, "I thought the Son of Heaven was the lord of sages, but I didn't expect to do such a thing. It's really unimaginable. His Royal Highness is kind and loving, and he is a monarch worth looking forward to. No wonder he loves his master so much, which is indeed extraordinary!"

It was two days later that Sancho heard the news of the rebels. The emperor sent elite Beiya soldiers guarding the Xuanwu Gate as reinforcements. The leading general lured the rebels to the flat ground by the Weishui River, and then defeated them with side attacks from cavalry. They beheaded more than a thousand ranks and floated their corpses for dozens of miles.

However, according to the information that Bai Min brought later, the imperial army did defeat the rebels, but it was not the Beiya elite soldiers who played a decisive role in this battle. Column, split it into two, and this will defeat the rebels.

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