Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 283 Karasuma Attack

Datong Town, help Mabao.

As one of the four forts outside the Pass in Datong Town, the outermost defensive stronghold of the Great Wall, it should have been a chilling military town. However, since General Jia Huiping destroyed Yuanting eight years ago and captured the last great Khan Antong Bayarxian, Before and after His Majesty's reign, the military role of this fortress began to weaken, and its commercial role increased accordingly.
In the 14th year of Emperor Taizong's reign, Daqi established three government-run horse markets in Datong Town, namely Xinping Baoma Market, Desheng Baoma Market, and Shoukou Baoma Market.

In the sixth year of Jinghe, when the emperor ascended the throne, many new horse markets were opened in Datong Town, including Zhumabao Horse Market, Ninglubao Horse Market, Kill Hubao Horse Market, Kill Hubao Horse Market, etc., thus making Datong The Great Wall has become the place with the most horse markets among the "Chinese and Three Borders". The prosperity of these horse markets resounded throughout the Great Wall and beyond, especially in the Mongolian tribes. At that time, there was a popular saying: "Gold wins, silver helps horses." A large amount of tax revenue continuously entered Daqi's treasury from here.

Five years ago, in order to strengthen the protection of the horse market, Datong Town built another gate in the east of Baodong, eventually forming the current "Yinzhuma" - Zhumabao Horse Market.

It's a nice day today, with clear skies and no wind. Although it has already entered autumn, it is not cool enough today to wear thick clothes. It is a good time for autumn to be crisp and clear.

It is precisely because of this good weather that there are more people in the horse market. Many Qi and Mongol people living nearby have come to the horse market with their families to have fun.

After all, the autumn harvest is over, and I finally have some spare money in my hands. Why don't you bring your kids to see the world?

The same goes for the Mongolian people. This year, all the cattle and sheep they raised for the people in Guannai have been sold. With so much money in their hands, if they don't quickly exchange them for daily necessities, they will always feel uneasy.

With the normalization of this horse market and its peace and stability over the years, it has actually attracted many small vendors that have nothing to do with the horse market to come here. You can find wonton stalls, barbers, salesmen, sideshows, etc. here. You can find them all, and even stalls specializing in making clay figurines and painting sugar paintings for children magically appeared on both sides of the street.
The bustling crowd includes people with their hair tied, braided, shaved, and even bald.
The children were running around chasing each other in the streets and alleys. They all had shaved heads and were divided into several teams to play war games. If you look closely, they were from all races.
Probably because everyone is bald at this age, their ethnic characteristics are not obvious, and they have no concept.

Although this embroidered clothing Baihu hasn't told me what his name is yet, he has no choice but to use the title "Brother Baihu".

The adults were bargaining with each other, and the buyers were bargaining hard, while the sellers insisted on the bottom line and never gave in. They would fight back from time to time, making the buyers blush.
According to the past experience of hundreds of embroidery households, the Mengwu stall owner should have become angry, pulled out a machete and chopped the Han woman into pieces, and then searched from beginning to end until he couldn't find a penny anymore. If the woman is still pretty, I'm afraid.
But now, the Mongwu stall owner with a big round face, small eyes, a big beard, a strong build, and a simple and honest face is clearly a philistine, and the Han woman can't even beat him when bargaining with him.
Hundreds of households with embroidered clothes cried out that it was strange.

Cui He couldn't help but smile as he looked at a group of men, men and women, and even some children with yellow hair running past their motorcade.

After thinking about it, Cui He added: "If you feel that the money is not enough, I still have some financial resources."

His father and brother died in the Baima River as frontier soldiers, and his sister, brother-in-law, and his family of five were kidnapped. Since then, there has been no news. Only he and his mother survived by chance. Bit.

As a border town facing the Mongol capital, their family was ruined by the Chahar people who invaded the border.

"Ah? No, no, no, the general misunderstood. This is the first time I have seen this kind of scene. It feels very strange." Xiuyi Baihu said with some emotion.

I gained a lot of experience today.

Originally, he hated the Mongols with a passion, but as the war situation changed, especially when he saw the general from a distance leading the tied strong Khan Andong Bayar back to the battlefield. When I arrived at the capital camp, the hatred in my heart gradually faded away.
"That's all, let's not talk about this anymore, let's continue the mission!" Xiuyi Baihu rubbed his eyes vigorously, adjusted his condition, and led the horse towards the north gate.
. . . . . .

At that time, Mengwu, who was recuperating his energy in the west and moving back to the grasslands, was not as good at singing and dancing as he was. He was really capable of going south to clear grass in the valleys and kill people on the border!

As the garrison general who assisted Ma Bao, Shi Bingyuan certainly had his own government office.

"I hope so." Xiuyi Baihu sighed, feeling a little depressed.

Although he is a warrior, Cui Heda feels in his heart that these days, it is best not to fight as much as possible.

It was lucky to say that his father's old brother, his uncle Qianhu, who had been promoted to Miyun guard through years of hard work, took care of him and took over his father's position.

Over the years, although he often came to Datong for business, he almost always came to fight against Jiang Huan. When it came to the horse market, he had never come once.

Cui He was stunned and smiled: "Haha, this is probably a peaceful time, right? Mengwu and the Han family share the same place, and they are as close as okay. Not as close as brothers, but they can be considered to be living in harmony. Is it developing in the direction of becoming as close as brothers?"

Later, because he followed General Jia Hui in the Northern Expedition and because of his good intelligence work, he was favored by the Xiuyi Guards and moved to the right to his current position as the Xiuyi Baihu Official.

If you don’t have enough money on hand, you can use mine first, don’t be embarrassed.

"Hmm? Brother Baihu has his eye on something? If you like it, buy it!" Cui He saw Baihu of Embroidered Clothes standing there and looking at the stall in a daze, thinking that he had his eye on something.

Unlike most of his colleagues who were born in Luoyang or Peiping, he was born in Jizhen.

In the years when he was born and raised, the world was not as peaceful as it is now.

But today is different. Today, his government office does not belong to him.

"Hey, hey, uncle, here comes the tea, the best West Lake Longjing! I got this from Cui He in Datong City with great effort, and I will definitely keep it authentic!"

Shi Bingyuan smiled with wrinkles on his face. He came to his own seat with a wooden tray containing a teapot and a teacup in both hands, and flattered the person on the seat.

The man was half lying on the chair with his feet on the table. He didn't get up. He just tilted his head and opened one eye and glanced at Shi Bingyuan. Then he immediately closed it and stretched out his hand, waiting for him to hand the tea to him. superior.

"Speak carefully. The way you smile makes me feel sick!"

"Hey, hey, you dare to disobey the master's order!" Shi Bingyuan responded quickly, then straightened his back, and the flattering smile on his face disappeared and returned to normal.

Placing the wooden plate on the table, Shi Bingyuan picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. He held it with both hands and brought it to the visitor respectfully. "Uncle, drink tea!"

Hearing this, the half-lying figure opened his eyes, found the position of the tea cup, stretched out his hand and twisted it with two fingers, brought it to his nose and gently smelled it.
"Ah, yes, yes, it does taste like Longjing. You are really interested in it."

"Hey hey hey" Shi Bingyuan laughed happily when he was praised by the visitor.

Although this person is not a good person, his hobbies are relatively simple. He loves tea!
It's so convenient if he likes it. As long as he brews good tea for him, he can drink it from morning to night starting from the second brew, and only change the tea when the tea leaves are rotten.
However, he was still a little flustered. He didn't understand why this person came here at this time. After thinking about it, he decided to take the initiative to ask: "This uncle, I don't know why I came here this time."

"What? You don't want me to come over?" The visitor, who was sipping tea happily just now, frowned and glanced at Shi Bingyuan with dissatisfaction.

"No, no, no, I don't dare, I'm just curious, hehe, curious." Seeing the change in the expression of this dog-faced man, Shi Bingyuan panicked and said with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare!" The visitor snorted coldly, picked up the tea cup again and started drinking, perfectly explaining what it means to "pick up the bowl to eat meat, put down the bowl to curse."

"Isn't that stupid Jiang Huan getting sick and asking me to come over and watch the fun?"

"Hot, lively?" Shi Bingyuan was very confused, and at the same time he felt a little flustered for no reason.
"Yeah, it's so lively. How about saying he's mentally ill? What's so exciting about this place where birds don't poop?" The visitor sneered, his tone full of disdain for someone.

Then why do you still come here?

Shi Bingyuan muttered in his heart.

You keep saying that he is mentally ill, and yet you still come running to him when he whines in such a hurry. He is mentally ill, so what's wrong with you?
You are still disdainful of Jiang Huan. If you are not the eldest son of my immediate boss and the future is certain to be Uncle Pingcheng, otherwise, with your abilities, you are not even qualified to carry Jiang Huan's shoes!

No, you still have something that can compare with him.
Both of them have dog faces, and their faces change at any time!
This unlucky thing lying half on the chair is the eldest son of Karasuma Homa, the eldest son of the Hakusumaru family in Pingcheng and the current chief military officer of Pingcheng Bodatong Town.

Early this morning, while I was having breakfast, this man rushed into his yamen in a hurry, and sat down opposite me without being seen. He was so surprised that he even spilled his favorite millet porridge. Already.
Spread!

Ugh.
Forget it, who made him the eldest son of his immediate boss? What else could I do to him? Can't you kill him?
It might have been possible in the past few years. After all, it was very convenient for me to travel to the Mongol court from my position. But the problem is
The Mongol court is gone!
There is nowhere to run!

At this moment, Shi Bingyuan missed his immediate boss who ran to congratulate the emperor on his birthday. If he was in Datong, how could he come here by Karasuma Fa?

I had already slapped him and made him spin in circles!

While he was thinking about it in his mind, there was suddenly a burst of urgent footsteps outside the door, and he saw one of his own soldiers trotting towards the door, looking towards him anxiously.

Um? What is he here for?
Shi Bingyuan became increasingly uneasy.

"What's wrong? What is that guy outside the door doing in such a hurry?" There was a lot of movement outside the door, and Karasuma Fa naturally noticed it.

"This is a humble job. Let's go and ask." Before Wu Wanfa could reply, Shi Bingyuan walked over with long strides.

"Tsk, you're still ignoring me. Why are you hiding something from me? You're so bashful!" Karasumawa curled his lips, put his feet down and straightened up, picked up the teapot, filled it with water again, and began to taste it carefully.
At the door, Shi Bingyuan came to the anxious soldiers.

"Why are you so anxious? Didn't you see me entertaining the young master?" Shi Bingyuan frowned and stared at the soldiers and shouted softly.

"Yes, yes, it is of course important for you to entertain the eldest young master, but... this is really a big deal, and it is something you personally said I must inform you about!" The soldier approached Shi Bingyuan with an aggrieved look and answered softly.

"I said it myself? I said it myself. Hiss—" Shi Bingyuan took a breath and suddenly figured out why he was so flustered just now!

"Coming?" Shi Bingyuan stared at his own soldiers with wide eyes, as if he wanted to pop his eyes out.
"Come on, come on." The soldier was startled by Shi Bingyuan's appearance, and he answered carefully while suppressing his saliva.

"Haha" Shi Bingyuan laughed at himself, why are all these bad things happening together?
"You wait here, the eldest young master and I will say goodbye and we will come over with you!" Shi Bingyuan took a long breath to regain his composure, then lowered his head and pointed at the soldiers and warned.

"Wei!" Apparently the soldiers also knew the rules and nodded solemnly.

Shi Bingyuan nodded, turned around and walked a few steps quickly back to Wu Wanfa's side.

"Are you done talking? What happened?" Hearing the footsteps, Wu Wanfa tilted his head and only opened one eye to look at Shi Bingyuan.

"Go back to me, uncle, something happened in the city below. The people below can't make up their minds and need it."

Hiss. When Shi Bingyuan said this, he instantly regretted it. He subconsciously forgot about Karasumafa's other hobby.
"What? I need you to make up your mind about something? Come on, come on, come on, I want to watch the fun, let's go!" Wu Wanfa shouted excitedly, stood up suddenly, and threw the teacup on the table. Shi Bingyuan couldn't help but After saying that, he took Shi Bingyuan and trotted to the door.
"Quick, quick, quick, take me to see the fun, you lead the way!"

"Don't, sir, I'm rich and valuable. There are cattle and horses in the city below. I'm afraid of the stinky and humble position."

"You're afraid of eggs! I've been growing up in Guancheng since I was a child, so why don't you tell me? Let's go!" Wu Wanfa interrupted Shi Bingyuan's last attempt to dissuade him impatiently and waved his hand towards his soldiers. Signaling them to follow
"No, sir, a gentleman doesn't stand behind a dangerous wall. What if the person who caused the problem below has his own thoughts on you? What if something happens to you? It's really a humble position."

"What a piece of shit! Why don't you stand under the dangerous wall? Have you forgotten that I also have a garrison duty? Did you follow my father out of seclusion to destroy the nest?"

Seeing that Wu Wan was unable to get enough oil and salt, and refused to listen to any advice, Shi Bingyuan lowered his head in despair.
(End of this chapter)