The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 637 The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop

Zhao Tong took people to the large vegetable garden of Beipo Temple in the north of Shangjing City.

Lin Chong's family went to the vegetable garden of the Great Buddha Temple in the south of the capital city.

So the two did not meet.

Naturally, Zhao Tong did not pull out radishes in the vegetable garden, because although the garden was large, it was a bit deserted. Many of the monks were Khitan people and were not good at growing vegetables. The remaining Han monks saw that the other monks did not plant vegetables, so they followed suit. The result was just right. In response to those words, the three monks had no water to eat.

The same is true for the vegetable garden of the Great Buddha Temple in the south. It is even worse than that of Beipo Temple in the north. The majority of people in Nancheng are civilians. Many of them cannot afford the money, so they directly send fruits and vegetables to the temple. They can’t eat them all, so why plant them? The gardens have been abandoned for a long time.

Hu Sanniang stood by the vegetable garden and watched with joy on her face: "In such a big place, not only vegetables can be grown, but also some millet can be grown. The sales will be enough for the family in a year. I am afraid that the work will be endless, so we need to hire help. "

Lin Chong looked at this large piece of land with no expression. He didn't know how to grow any kind of vegetables. He had honed his martial arts skills since he was a child, and served as a trainer in the Forbidden Army when he grew up. Even though he was later sent to the army as a concubine, his job in Cangzhou was to work in the forage farm, not to farm and grow vegetables. .

After I went to Liangshan, I never learned about farming. Zhang Qing was good at growing bright vegetables in the vegetable garden in Liangshan. He originally grew vegetables at Guangming Temple on Mengzhou Road, so he got this name. Unfortunately, Lin Chong never asked him for advice. .

Looking at the large vegetable field at this moment, Lin Chong couldn't help but fall into deep thought. How could he be reduced to farming for a living?

In fact, it's not like making a living. After all, the family is not short of money. Sanniang means that she has something to do, making more or less is just a process, and she can live with peace of mind.

But how much is there or not, so what? He has never paid much attention to money. A real man cannot lose power for a day. Power is the most important thing.

Why did he end up in this situation? Wasn't it Gao Yanei who bullied others in the beginning, so he didn't dare to offend him too much?

If it had not been for Gao Yanei, but for an ordinary rogue, he would have beaten the opponent to the ground in Yuemiao, or even killed him, so what?
But he didn't dare to take action against Gao Yanei. Behind Gao Yanei was Gao Qiu. Gao Qiu was the Taiwei of the dynasty and the third division of Kaifu Yitong. He was the commander in front of the palace. He was the Duke of Jinzi, with mountains of power, and he was the greatest. How could he be willing to offend his boss?

Later, Gao Qiu, the thieves, framed him and broke into the White Tiger Festival Hall to spy on military affairs. What military intelligence could be explored at that moment? What is White Tiger Festival Hall? Isn't it a symbol of power?
He, the instructor of the Forbidden Army, does not have an official status, but only has a military position. He has no rank or rank. He is not an official, and he is not even as good as Song Jiang, an official.

It is true that he has a title in the military, but when he goes out he is a civilian.

What are the 800,000 instructors of the Imperial Guard in Tokyo? Not to mention the coach, but what if he is the head coach? It's not just a military job.

As long as he has an official status, no matter whether he is civil or military, even if he is only in the ninth rank, Gao Qiu would not dare to act so recklessly, let alone appoint a concubine to join the army. Even if he wanted to assassinate him, he would not be able to find two escorting government officials to do it in a hurry. , treating him like an ant.

If he, Lin Chong, had the power to be an official, why would he be living like this?

Seeing Lin Chong's silence, Hu Sanniang looked at his expression and thought he was worried about not being able to grow vegetables, so she said: "It doesn't matter if your husband doesn't know how to plant vegetables. I know a lot about you. If you can't teach your husband, we can hire farmers who are good at it." I learned it this time, it’s not too difficult.”

Hearing this, Lin Chong woke up from his deep thoughts and said, "That's not what I was thinking about. I was thinking about how I could be so depressed that I could live by growing vegetables."

Hu Sanniang advised: "Why did Mr. Lang say this? It's not exactly making a living from this, it's just a normal life."

"Just living the day, just living the day..." Lin Chong thought these words, living the day is just living the day. For ordinary people, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They have enough food and clothing, and a peaceful and happy life. It was already satisfying, but that was not the case for him.

He, Lin Chong, wanted to do something big, so how could he let a comfortable and stable life squander his lofty ideals?
However, when his eyes fell on Xiao Lintu, his heart suddenly softened. Life seemed to be good now, and the family of three was enjoying themselves.

"Mr. Lang, you..." Hu Sanniang saw the change in his expression and asked in a low voice, fearing that he would not like ordinary life.

"It's okay." Lin Chong shook his head and reached out to hold Xiao Lintu: "This garden is big. Let's take a look around and relax."

"Okay, Lang Jun has the final say." Hu Sanniang couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw that Lin Chong didn't object to growing vegetables...

In the blink of an eye, in the afternoon, the sun moved to the west, and at the east gate of Jingjing, many people who had left the city began to return.

Most of these people had work to do outside the city, or simply couldn't make a living in the city, so they went outside to dig wild vegetables, find fruits, and hunt birds and beasts to feed themselves.

There are so many people in Shangjing that although not everyone has special access vouchers, tens of thousands of them are issued.

At this time, people outside the city lined up to enter the city, and the soldiers guarding the city inspected them one by one. Although it was autumn, they were still busy and sweating profusely.

It's okay to say that when I went out, I didn't check that carefully. After all, I was going out, but it was different when I came in. I was afraid of being mixed in with Jurchen spies or sabotage villains, so the intensity of the investigation was very different from when I went out, so I had to be ten times more careful.

There are hundreds of soldiers at the gate of each city dedicated to this matter. The people waiting to return to the city lined up in several teams. Only after the inspection is correct, they will be allowed to enter the city.

This is tedious and boring work, and the further you go, the more anxious you become. Looking at the team that is far from the end, it is obvious that the work may not be completely completed even when the sun goes down.

Although the entry and exit certificates are tightly designed and almost impossible to forge, they have a fatal flaw, that is, it is impossible to confirm whether the holder is the real owner of the certificate.

The voucher contains some basic characteristics of the voucher owner such as name, gender, height, etc., but there is no portrait, because if a portrait is painted on the voucher, the project will be too huge, and I am afraid that Kyoto will not be able to open it for another few months. city ​​gate.

Moreover, the voucher is not very large, only about the size of a palm. If the above description is very realistic, it will have no effect in comparing the authenticity of the person. How can a few simple sketches be used as evidence that he or she is the person?
And if you want to be able to compare it, you need similar painters to paint it. Where can you find so many painters? With tens of thousands of people receiving special vouchers, how many painters would it take to complete the work? Especially since this is Shangjing, not Tokyo, it is impossible to find those people even if you think about it.

In this way, if you meet someone who is interested, it is not impossible to pretend to enter the city.

As long as the age, height and characteristics are similar to those written on the certificate, and you are familiar with the family situation of the certificate holder, you will have a chance to sneak into the city.

Especially since it was already getting late and the soldiers checking in front of the gate were getting impatient, if they stayed behind the team, they would have a good chance of entering Shangjing.

In particular, there is a situation where a Jurchen spy hidden in the city has obtained a voucher and then went out with it to exchange identities with an outside spy. This operation is almost impeccable and will succeed nine times out of ten. Zhao Tong and Song Jiang discussed this, and there is no good solution. Unless the city continues to be closed, this kind of thing is inevitable, but there is no need to worry too much. As long as the patrol in the city is done well, then even if the city is in chaos, Even if a few people come in, they won't be able to stir up any trouble.

If the Kingdom of Jin is directly destroyed in the follow-up, these spies will become rootless people. I am afraid that all of them will turn their tails between their legs and pretend to be good citizens from now on. If they can pretend for a lifetime, they will be successful, regardless of whether they were originally spies or good people. If you do good to the people, there will be no difference.

When Lin Chong took Hu Sanniang and Xiao Lintu back home, it was already evening. Because it was getting late, after tidying up, Hu Sanniang went to a street food shop to buy cereal bags.

This is a traditional food of Khitan. Unlike in the Song Dynasty, as long as the noodles are noodles, they are always called cakes. This is actually called "bao".

Carrying a wicker basket with steaming cereal bags inside, Hu Sanniang returned to the door of the small courtyard in the alley. Just as she was about to push the door open, her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she suddenly turned away.

There was no one in the alley, and there was no one at the entrance of the alley.

Does it feel wrong? Hu Sanniang frowned suspiciously, then opened the courtyard door and walked inside.

The moment she entered the yard, a figure suddenly appeared in the alley. She didn't know where it came from, as if it was born out of thin air or rising from the ground.

If Zhao Tong were here, he would have discovered the mystery of this figure. It was similar to the Dark Night Sutra he practiced. It could hide in the darkness, and under the cross cover of light and darkness, it could hide its figure and make it inaudible. Discover.

This figure walked close to the mud fence of the courtyard wall. When they arrived in front of the courtyard gate, Hu Sanniang had already walked to the house inside.

From the crack in the door and wall, the figure saw Hu Sanniang entering the house. Then the figure twisted a few times and then disappeared. After a few breaths, the figure appeared in the small courtyard without opening the courtyard door. Know how to enter.

Then the figure once again disappeared into the dark corner by the wall. At this moment, dusk has gradually passed, the sky is dark, and the oil lamp is lit in the house, which is shadowy. Looking outside, the light of the oil lamp in front of the window is mixed with the stars and moon in the sky, making it quiet and blurry. Picturesque.

At this time, a head slowly stretched out from the window sill outside, as if emerging from the ground. It would be a very scary sight to see this kind of thing in the house.

He quietly rested his chin on the window sill and heard the sound. He was not like a normal snoop, who would stick to the window lattice or lick the window paper to peek. Instead, his ears flapped slightly, as if he was hearing. Very cool, go listen to what's going on inside the house.

There are only three houses in this small courtyard, the east room, the kitchen room and the west wing. Lin Chong's family all live in the east room.

In a civilian house, there is naturally no flower hall or living room, and even eating is done in the east room.

The Khitan people have the custom of sitting on the kang to eat. Like the Jurchens, there is a kang table to place meals. After the meal, it is put away and used as a tea table or to place other things.

However, Lin Chong has never been accustomed to this. He has always eaten on the ground. At this moment, the family of three is eating multi-grain buns around the table. In addition to the multi-grain buns, there are also lamb bones cooked yesterday, which can be eaten with the buns.

This is already an excellent meal for civilian families. Even though Beijing is the capital city, it is rare for even a wealthy family to be able to eat food and meat after the war.

Lin Chong watched Xiao Lintu grabbing the mutton bones and eating them deliciously. His face couldn't help but show kindness. He said to eat slowly and not to rush, but also said that there was still more in the pot and there was more to eat.

Holding a small wine cup, he felt that this kind of life seemed pretty good. In life, nine out of ten things would go wrong, and two out of ten things would go well. How could one get everything he wanted? Not to mention perfect.

Just when his mood was silently changing, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and the chopsticks in his hand shot out of the window like arrows. With a "pop" sound, it penetrated the white-edged window paper and hit something unknown. Lose your voice.

There was a burst of faint laughter outside the window: "As expected of the second prince's most beloved general, his martial arts skills are indeed impressive."

Lin Chong said calmly: "Who is it?"

A high-pitched voice outside the window said: "There is someone coming from Huining, why don't you invite me in quickly!"

When Lin Chong heard this, his expression immediately changed, and he was no longer as calm as before.

Hu Sanniang's face also became ugly, and she couldn't help but feel worried. The tree wanted to be quiet but the wind didn't stop. Why is it so difficult to live a peaceful life?
Ever since she was a girl, Hujiazhuang has suffered great changes, and she has never had a peaceful life. Her family was wiped out, and she was forced to live in Liangshan. Later, she married Lin Chong. Lin Chong was indeed very kind to her, but Lin Chong had great ambitions and ambitions. She could only support him silently and follow him around.

But maybe bad luck, a bad destiny, or maybe he really doesn't have the skills. Over the years, every time he has made some achievements, he has fallen into crisis, and all his previous efforts have been in vain.

Hu Sanniang's heart has been extremely tired. Lin Chong's career in the Kingdom of Jin has been ruined again, but with the surprise of Xiao Lin Tu, she doesn't want anything else at the moment. She just hopes to live a stable life. If she can't stop being invisible in the market, then If you move to the mountains, no one will bother you, right?
Lin Chong glanced at Hu Sanniang and saw that her expression was sad, and he couldn't help but feel a little bad. He knew what Hu Sanniang was thinking, and he couldn't help but get very angry at the person coming outside the window.

He is a general of Zong Wang's lineage. If Zong Wang and Zong Bi are dead, then his foundation in the Jin Kingdom will be cut off. The capital will be lost, and the Jin soldiers in the city will be destroyed. He will think that he has nothing to do with the Jurchens anymore.

What's more, the current situation of Jurchen is very bad. Even if the Jin Dynasty still wants to use him, he will not go back and plans to completely cut off the relationship with her.

But who knew that the other party could actually come back, which made him a little angry...

In front of the Liaoxi County Prince's Mansion, two big men were fighting together at this moment, which shocked many people and came to watch.

One of the two big men was Li Kui, and the other was burly and strong, no less impressive.

At first they were just fighting each other with fists and kicks, but later on, they had such deep hatred that they hugged each other, butted heads and bitten each other, refusing to stop.

Zhong Yanchong was trying to persuade the big man here, and Song Jiang was scolding Li Kui over there, but it was all in vain. Both of their eyes were red, and it seemed that they would not stop until the other party was killed.

As the noise became louder and louder, Zhao Tong also heard the sound in the mansion and walked out with Bai Zhan and Bai Ba.

(End of this chapter)

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