A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

The people of the Imperial City Division were like a group of hard-working worker bees, circling back and forth outside Xiongzhou City. Every time they came back, they did not deliver nectar, but news.

The sky was dark in the early morning, and the top of Xiongzhou City was lit up by torches.

Qian Yi, the magistrate of Xiongzhou, had an uncertain expression illuminated by the fire.

Rao Chunlai panted and walked up to the city. He rubbed his belly and said: "This place is too difficult. I want to go back to the capital. I drink tea in the Imperial City Department every day and brag about it. If I have nothing to do, I just wander around Bianliang City. Those The merchants would smile flatteringly and not pay for food... What a wonderful day!"

Qian Yi said coldly: "Shen An offered a reward of 10,000 yuan in Bianliang. He was caught, but Xiongzhou is not at peace. Those young people are thinking about going to Bianliang and joining that Mangshan Army... …What’s the point of being a country soldier? Just for money? But the warriors are vulgar, and they won’t be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.”

Rao Chun looked at him and said, "Are you worried that all the young men in the city will run away? When the time comes that the corvee will not be able to recruit enough people, the superior officer will blame you."

Qian Yi unexpectedly nodded in agreement with this statement, "Can you believe it? The news of the reward will be transmitted faster than a horse. Money is the fastest horse... Money is just one thing. Someone can suppress those young and strong people. But the news that arrived yesterday, Shen An announced in Bianliang, saying..."

"If anything happens to the Mangshan Army, he will dig out the dignitaries who are related to the matter, kill them, and make their whole family slaves. The officials will ground him for five days."

The news from the Imperial City Division is obviously faster and more accurate.

Qian Yi smiled bitterly and said: "But Bianliang is panicking. At least a dozen dignitaries are unable to leave due to illness. Really, they don't even dare to leave the door. Those desperadoes in Bianliang have become popular and are hired to protect them at large prices... ...But this is because there is no silver here, and it is stupid to bring it upon yourself. The powerful people in the Song Dynasty are so stupid, so I have no choice but to do it."

Rao Chunlai said coldly: "You don't understand. It's not that the powerful people are stupid, but Shen An's methods frightened them. Do you know? Without any news of the Mangshan Army, the night in Bianliang will be dyed red. The color of human blood!”

Qian Yi asked in confusion: "Is it worth it for a group of rural soldiers?"

As a civil servant, it is tradition and instinct to despise warriors. Shen Bian was an outlier, and Shen An was probably someone with something wrong in their eyes.

Rao Chunlai looked at the north, his heart gloomy: "That's life. Those country soldiers went to Liao territory to take risks for him. You don't understand. Whenever a spy disappears in the north, someone's heart will hurt and ache. Then It’s not a warrior, it’s a living person.”

"But for that rural soldier, is it worth it to expose Xiongzhou to the threat of the Liao people? They are dead!"

Qian Yi was a little angry, "That's the Liao territory. Didn't your spies say that the Liao people have gone crazy in recent days? This means they were discovered. More than a hundred people were besieged and killed in the Liao territory. You said they might have A way to survive?"

"Over there is the Nanjing of the Liao people. They have countless elite cavalry stationed there. They only need to dispatch a few hundred people to strangle the Mangshan army there. Then they use those heads and the things they carry to cause trouble, saying that the Song Dynasty If you send people to plunder, you will either lose money or... start a war."

Qian Yi was really angry. As the magistrate of Xiongzhou, he actually had to intervene in civil and military affairs. Otherwise, when the Liao people really came to attack, he would be blind.

"The Liao people would trample them to death with their war horses, and then drag their corpses across the river. At that time, someone would have to save the crisis. Shen An is really crazy, he is really crazy! The Privy Council is even more terminally ill and hopeless. "

Qian Yi became more and more angry: "Why send country soldiers? If something happens, just send spies. How can you hide from such a big target with more than a hundred people? Go ahead and ask your people to take a look. If you see Once their bodies are dragged here, report them to Bianliang immediately and let the officials prepare financial compensation."

Rao Chunlai's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Just wait."

Qian Yi was about to scold him, but when he saw Rao Chunlai turning his head to listen to what was going on in front of him, he followed suit.

There was confusion on his brow: "What is the sound?"

"The sound of horse hooves...a lot."

Rao Chunlai suddenly raised his head and looked ahead, then turned around and ran down the city.

His figure is strong and strong, and he doesn't look fat at all.

Qian Yi couldn't help it anymore. He asked people to watch the city and ran down.

After running out of the city gate, the fire head can already be seen in the distance.

That's a torch!

"who is it?"

The sound of horse hooves gradually became louder and clearer, and Qian Yi suddenly noticed the sound of breathing behind him.

He looked back and saw that at some point, the people in the city had begun to come out.

It's not time to open the city gate yet, but this is Xiongzhou, and the rules are just for show when it comes to emergency matters.

The common people are obviously worried about this, because the Mangshan Army are all descendants of Xiongzhou. If they try to build a relationship, they might be able to get related by turning a few corners.

Rao Chunlai said: "Screen them out. If they are not relatives of Mangshan Army, take them all back and investigate them strictly!"

Xiongzhou is located on the front line of Song and Liao Dynasties, and there must be many Han people in the city who have been bribed.

Following this order, those spies who sneaked in will become corpses and be buried in the soil.

The light of the fire gradually became clear, and the first one was the secret agent of the Imperial City Department. He rushed over on horseback and shouted: "The horse thief is coming! The horse thief is coming!"

No one panicked, but looked happy.

The common people shouted in unison: "There are horse thieves, run!"

The sound was loud, as if it was intended to be heard by the Liao people on the other side of the boundary river.

"The horse thief is coming!"

Xiongzhou City was boiling. The old man stood at the door of his house and shouted, and the children lying in bed and sleeping in were also mumbling that the horse thieves were coming.

The people from the Imperial City Division returned to the city gate, and the sound of horse hooves in the distance gradually approached.

"Torches come closer!"

Qian Yi's voice was trembling, and countless torches appeared behind him.

More than three hundred cavalry came with a roar and stopped a hundred steps away.

Huang Chun took the lead. He stretched out his hand to calm the restless horse and said with a smile, "Do you want to go home too?"

"Light the torch!"

Torches were lit in the middle of the Mangshan army, and everyone dismounted and walked forward slowly.

There were also hundreds of people walking forward on the civilian side.

Qian Yi shouted excitedly: "They actually came out? God bless the Song Dynasty, God bless the Song Dynasty!"

Rao Chunlai couldn't hide his excitement: "In the past few days, there have been Liao troops everywhere. Even our spies couldn't get past. How did they come back alive?"

The common people walked into the middle of the Mangshan Army. Some were hugging the rural soldiers, and then crying softly; some were beating the rural soldiers on the chest, and then whispered to persuade him to go home...

These are the relatives of the rural soldiers, including silent fathers, tearful mothers, envious brothers, and excited children...

They whispered in the morning light until the sky gradually became brighter.

"We are going back, to Bianliang."

Huang Chun said to his father: "Dad, I killed a lot of people in the Liao border back then. The Liao people's spies will be watching here. If they find out... you will be uneasy."

His father nodded, looked at him silently, suddenly reached out and touched the dark face, and whispered: "Okay, remember to marry a wife, remember to save seeds..."

Saving seeds is an obsession of the Chinese people. Generation after generation, no matter what happens, as long as the seeds are there, the Chinese people will be there.

Huang Chun said with a smile: "Don't worry, Dad, over there... I have some money here. You can take it back. If you are willing, the whole family can move to Bianliang. Bianliang is prosperous and you will definitely like it."

"Yes! Bianliang is prosperous, but I like Xiongzhou, the land and water here..."

"It's time to go back."

Someone was reminding these people from behind.

Everyone slowly separated reluctantly, and Huang Chun knelt down and kowtowed vigorously to his father.

"Dad, the child is unfilial. If there is an afterlife, he will definitely be a cow or a horse, working for his father."

His forehead hit the frozen earth, making a dull sound.

His father subconsciously stretched out his hand, but finally took it back and said in a trembling voice: "It's dawn, go quickly, go quickly!"

The rural soldiers knelt down one after another, kowtowing to their parents who gave birth to and raised them, and to their hometown...

Someone was digging with bare hands.

It was very cold in the north in early spring and the soil was stiff, but they quickly dug up a pile of soil with their hands, carefully put it into bags, and placed it close to their bodies.

It is hard to leave the homeland, and countless Han people who have left their hometown will carry the soil of their hometown with them. When they feel homesick, they will take out the soil, look at it, smell it...

When they are sick, they will swallow the soil from their hometown as medicine...

"Let's go!"

Qian Yi was waving. He was very happy, but a little nervous.

The Mangshan Army, which killed countless Liao people and humiliated Nanjing Road, could not stay in Xiongzhou, otherwise it would bring big trouble to Xiongzhou.

Huang Chun kowtowed three times, stood up and shouted: "Get on your horse, let's go back!"

The Mangshan Army mounted their horses, took one last look at Xiongzhou City and their relatives, and then rode south.

Their relatives just stood there, watching.

Rao Chunlai lamented: "Who said Han'er is cowardly? We Han'er from Xiongzhou can kill people."

Several women were crying. They cried in a low voice toward the south, their voices sad.

"Their children have grown up, transformed from fledglings into eagles, and never want to return to their parents. Men will be strong, but women will be sad."

Qian Yi was a little sad, but very curious: "This rural soldier is so powerful. I heard that it was trained by Shen An. This man is so young, but he is both civil and military. This time the Mangshan Army returns to Bianliang, I think he will give it to He brings greater reputation.”

"Men are also sad, but they also had dreams, so they refused to restrict the wings of their children."

Rao Chunlai also became a little sentimental, "The Liao people are going crazy. I bet that at least ten people in the Jinfu will lose their official positions this time. Those generals will be flogged. Yelu Hongji will be furious when he learns about this." , and then the same number of spies will be sent to Xiongzhou to provoke. The matter in the Imperial City Division is coming, but a certain person is very excited, just waiting to smell the blood of the Liao people..."

He stretched out his arms and praised: "This spring is really soothing, and the fragrance of the soil is intoxicating, but what about the blood? Without blood to nourish the earth, this year's harvest will not be good..."

Qian Yi whispered: "The people in the Imperial City Division are all lunatics!"

He turned around and saw a small official coming in a hurry.

"Zhizhou, it's not good."

"What's wrong?"

The Mangshan Army came back and Xiongzhou survived a crisis, which made Qian Yi feel very good.

The clerk said: "There are more than two hundred young men running in the city..."

Qian Yi's eyes froze immediately and asked: "Didn't someone block the city gate earlier? How did they escape?"

The clerk smiled bitterly and said: "They are all acquaintances. Those people said they were going out of the city to look for food... but they were all carrying baggage, and their relatives were seeing them off behind them."

Xiongzhou is just that big and everyone is familiar with it. It was obvious that these young men were going to Shen'an, so the soldiers guarding the city were naturally too lazy to embarrass them.

Qian Yi was stunned and said angrily: "More than two hundred, more than two hundred young men. If we have to recruit corvees this year, who will fill the gap of more than two hundred? Who?"

The clerk thought about it and advised him, "Zhizhou, Shen An is rich! Let him pay for it."

"He made up for it!"

Qian Yi yelled furiously for a while, but in the end he couldn't do anything. He wrote to Bianliang, saying that Shen An seduced the local young people in Xiongzhou, which led to the reduction of the population, and begged Bianliang to send more people over.

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The third update is here, good night.

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