Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Like Meng secretly rejoiced, Long Hai was indeed very reliable, he had written in his letter that day to send food to Xizhou Prefecture in the name of the emperor, but he did not expect him to be fast enough.

But I don't know if Long Hai came with the army, but at the moment it is inconvenient to go out after hiding behind the screen, so I have to bear it for now, and after Sima Luocheng finished talking about the business, she will find a way to inquire privately.

Meanwhile, Simaluo City was quite surprised to hear that Wan Zhongyi said that a large amount of grain was transported from Xuanyang City, but what Wan Chong said meant, could it be that the right minister took the grain from the treasury and transported it specially? To Xizhou?

The war was urgent, and regardless of the source of the food, as long as there was food, they would have a little more hope of defending Xizhou.

Thinking that he had already opened his mouth to order Wan Zhongyi to appease the people, and if necessary, gather all the food and grass in the state capital and distribute them to the people on demand every day.

Wan Zhongyi just came out of the tent of the Chinese army, but he felt a white shadow floating in front of him, he looked closely, he had a very good appearance, although he was dressed as a man, but his figure looked like a woman, he couldn't help being startled, he was looking at him He wanted to speak, but he saw someone bullying him, dragging his wrist to a corner, and said in a low voice: "Master Wan, I wonder if there is a young master with the surname Gongbo among the people escorting the food and grass?"

Wan Chong brushed her hand away and shouted: "Where did the thief come from? How dare you be rude to me!"

The reason why Simeng didn't see him in Simaluo's tent was simply because he didn't want to cause misunderstanding, but seeing Wan Zhongyi's demeanor now, I'm afraid he won't open his mouth easily.

While the purple eyes were turning, just as he was about to salute Wan Zhongyi, he heard a familiar male voice not far away, "Master!?"

Hearing this, Simeng and the Wanzhongyi were both startled, and followed the prestige.

But he saw Gongbo Longhai, dressed in a silver-white robe, looking like a fairy, staring at her from more than ten feet away.

Simeng was only stunned for a moment, then left Wan Zhongyi with a puzzled expression and rushed towards Gongbo Longhai.

"Long Hai?! It's really you! Why did you come here? How was your trip? Is your father feeling better? You didn't ask you to raise food and grass, why did you come in person?"

A series of dream-like questions popped up, Gong Bo Longhai's face turned reddish, he really didn't know where to start.

However, he was very happy to see his long-lost master on this chaotic front line.

"The apprentice has met the master!"

Simeng tugged on his sleeve and did not let go, but he still clasped his hands and cupped his fists in salute, which made Simeng really dumbfounded.

"Okay, okay! Why do you look more and more like your idiot master! Why do you bow and salute every now and then? Come, follow me to see your lord!"

The appearance of Gongbo Longhai really surprised and delighted Simeng, she just wanted to inquire with Wan Zhongyi casually, but she didn't think he really came here with food from a long distance.

In the Chinese army's account, Sima Luocheng thanked Gong Bo Longhai for his food donation.

He only said that after returning to Beijing, he would definitely be made a servant of the household department, so that his father-in-law's family would be honored for generations, but his father-in-law Longhai was indifferent to fame and wealth, and only wanted to live forever, so he politely rejected Sima Luocheng's kindness.

In this regard, Simeng is quite gratified. Her disciples should naturally follow the master's wishes and take cultivating immortals as their top priority. How can they be disturbed by these mundane things?

After the three of them exchanged pleasantries, Sima Luocheng asked someone to serve Gong Bo Longhai to rest. Although Simeng had a lot to say to him, but he also felt sorry for his exhaustion, so he expressed his gratitude to Sima Luocheng. There is no objection.

Sima Luo City was still worried about the people of Xizhou, so after a hasty breakfast, he and Si Meng pretended to be ordinary people, left the barracks, and headed for the city.

The terrain of Xizhou City is open, except for the Langshan Mountain in the north, it is all flat.

The city is divided into three cities, the outer city is where the defenders are stationed, and there are no ordinary people's residences, and now the [-] troops of Yun Kingdom are also stationed here.

About five li from the outer city to the north is Zhongcheng. Most of the people in Xizhou live in Zhongcheng. Affected by Xia Jun's siege, there is a lot of people on weekdays. The bustling and bustling market is empty today and it is extremely quiet. .

I only occasionally saw soldiers patrolling the intersection. The soldiers’ eyes were full of vigilance. Occasionally, a cry of a baby came from the houses on both sides of the street, which would make them stop, check carefully, and confirm that they were all right. will leave later.

Simeng walked side by side with Sima Luocheng on the street, her heart was slightly stagnated by the emptiness in the city in front of her. Although she had experienced the previous battle of Chenzhou, she had never really felt the imminent battle and the state of mind of the people in the city. .

With the massacre of the city in Fuyang County before, one can imagine the fear in the hearts of the people of Xizhou. Now only Sima Luo City can save them.

Right now, as the Inner City General's Mansion approached, her footsteps became heavier and heavier.

A few days ago, when she lived in the General's Mansion, she sneaked out for a stroll twice. At that time, the street was still lined with shops, and the market was crowded with people, very lively.

But now, under the blue sky and daylight, it was so dead silent that one could even faintly hear the drumbeat of Xia Jun's surrender outside the city, knocking into people's hearts one after another.

Along the way, Sima Luocheng remained silent, but when he passed the largest wine shop in Xizhou City, "Zuixinfang", he finally couldn't help but look up at the golden signboard swinging in the wind, and said in a low voice, "Zuixin? Such an elegant place is afraid that after tonight, it will also be burned to the ground."

His voice was extremely low, but could be heard clearly like a dream, presumably he was ready to fight Xia Jun to the death.

Less than three miles away from the city tower of Xizhou, countless Xia army camps are stationed here in such a grand manner, with "Xia" flags fluttering in the wind, deafening drums for surrender, and tens of thousands of Xia soldiers. The pre-war songs sung in chorus all showed the might and arrogance of Xia Kingdom to the Yun Kingdom defenders on the Xizhou City Tower.

Except for Langshan in the north, the other three city gates in the east, west and south were all besieged by the Xia army.

On the tower near the south gate, Simeng's legs felt a little weak. That day the 20 Shang army was defeated by Mu Zili's maze, but today the [-] Xia army is like tigers and wolves. How can she help him retreat? enemy?

She was looking forward to the early return of Yifeng who went to Bingzhou to deliver the letter, but she heard Sima Luocheng beside her ask Chen Yucai, the general of Xizhou, "Can you find out about their food and grass camp?"

Surprised like a dream, it turned out that he had planned a long time ago, but time was running out, if he couldn't get things done before sunset today, I'm afraid Xizhou would still be in danger.

I saw that Chen Yucai leaned forward, deliberately lowered his voice, and said: "Don't worry, your lord, just now I have received the news that their grain and grass camps are concentrated on the East Road, which is close to the valley, and the terrain is complicated, even in the daytime. Covered by thick woods. We can..."

His voice was getting weaker and weaker, Simeng couldn't hear the words behind him clearly, so he simply stopped listening, just secretly planning in his heart, how to save the people in this city.