This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 85 Getting to know Jiang Nanchun

Only those veterans who often lick blood on the edge of the knife know how important this kind of fetish that can quickly recover from injuries is.

They are not afraid of death, but they are very afraid of death. If they are only severely injured and die in a moment, it is okay to say.

I was afraid that the pain would last for days and nights, lying in the wounded barracks, lack of treatment, and dying slowly.

Just thinking about it makes my scalp go numb.

They have seen this situation a lot.

They watched their former comrades die in mourning, and there was nothing they could do.

If only this honey water thing could be... in abundance!
The veteran shook his head vigorously and sneered at himself. People in their 40s know very well that there can't be too many of this kind of fetish. It is extremely rare benevolence and righteousness for this nobleman to take out a bottle and use it on them lowly military households.

Still want a large supply?

Xiang Lu Sen bent down slightly, and the veteran ran to the front of the food team holding the remaining honey water.

The battle ahead is much more intense, and if one more comrade's life can be saved, one more life can be saved.

Lu Sen continued to stay in place, and the people from the Imperial City Department still protected him in the encirclement.

It can even be said that it is more attentive.

Lu Sen's actions just now were recognized by everyone in the Imperial City Division.

A person who is willing to save the thieves and the army will certainly also be willing to save them who have been together for a few days and usually talk and laugh.

This is a very simple calculation.

There are rumors in the market that although Lu Zhenren has eccentric hobbies, he is a kind-hearted person. This is not wrong.

Lu Sen waited for a while, but no enemy appeared again, and the shouting and killing in front of the food team became smaller and smaller.

After about half a stick of incense shouting the news of the killing, Yang Wenguang walked back on horseback, his white armor was stained with a lot of blood, and his body was full of evil spirits.

But when he saw Lu Sen, the suffocation on his body disappeared immediately, and then he turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists and smiled: "Thank you brother-in-law for helping and saving the seriously injured comrade."

Yang Wenguang looked at Lu Sen and admired him more and more.

Not long ago, an old soldier came over with a pot of water that smelled of honey, and he fed it when he saw it. After drinking this water, the wounded soldier's injuries could be reversed a lot. He knew that it was Lu Sen who had taken the shot.

Yang Wenguang was overjoyed to see the most likely dead comrades come back to life, and at the same time was grateful and admired to Lu Sen.

He also has a bottle of honey himself, but he has always eaten it himself, occasionally sharing it with his family, never thinking about these soldiers.

Therefore, he felt that compared with Lu Sen, he was far behind in terms of character.

Although it is said that Lu Sen can produce honey continuously, he should have no shortage of it, but he is willing to take out such a precious thing and use it for lowly soldiers, which shows his sentiment.

Don't you see how many wealthy merchants in Bianjing City, all dressed in gold and silver, are willing to help the beggars in the city, and how many people are there!
Lu Sen waved his hand, showing little interest in Yang Wenguang's praise, and asked, "It seems that Zhong Rong's plan to wait for the rabbit has succeeded, do you know the identity of the attacker?"

"Obviously, Xixia people." Yang Wenguang walked over to the corpse of a martial artist and lifted his face towel.

The deceased looked impressively husky, with a high nose and thin cheeks.

"The people who came to attack the food team should be experts from the Western Xia Feilong Academy." Yang Wenguang's white face was full of contempt: "And there are many Song people who have defected to the enemy. They are usually lurking in Xi'an City, that is, they can inquire about news. It can also buy supplies for those Xixia people lurking outside the city."

The political system of the Western Xia Dynasty was greatly influenced by the Northern Song Dynasty, and it also had government agencies similar to those of the Great Song Dynasty.After all, Li Yuanhao could have surrendered to the feet of Song Dynasty before he started the founding of the People's Republic of China.

"It seems that the enemy is also very cunning." Lu Sen walked over and saw the appearance of this Xixia person.

In fact, the hair color, eye color and skin color, they are not much different from Song people, mainly because of the great difference in temperament.

"It's a pity that they think over and over again, do they really think that our Yongxing army has no one?" Yang Wenguang snorted, and then said: "Brother-in-law, we continue to leave, can you keep up?"

After a fight, he was worried that Lu Sen would be frightened.

After all, Lu Sen is also a Taoist who is used to being in a good position, and he probably hasn't seen any blood in normal times.

There are now a large number of corpses on both sides of the road, as well as the seriously wounded lying on the side.In addition, red and white stripes are everywhere, and these killers are used to seeing them, but not necessarily their brother-in-law.

"Of course we'll go together." Lu Sen got on his horse.

He was indeed a little uncomfortable, but only a little bit.

In fact, Lu Sen's mental toughness is better than most people.

A small group of people was left in the food team to take care of the wounded and bury the bodies.Others kept going.

Lu Sen followed Yang Wenguang and chatted casually.

Yang Wenguang asked a lot about things at home, and he asked very seriously. He hadn't been home for five years. Of course, he was homesick and worried about his relatives at home.

The food team walked for two more days, and finally reached their destination around noon on the third day.

Gyeongju.

On the endless, undulating loess hills, Gyeongju is like a nail, nailing one of the passages from south to north.

There were ice ridges hanging on the high loess fence. When the food team appeared at the city gate, the people above cheered.

In fact, the food supply in Gyeongju has almost bottomed out.

It is a big event for the whole of Gyeongju to be able to bring the grain back.

When passing through the city gate, Lu Sen found that on the right side of the city wall, there was a fairly large military camp with a banner with the word 'Zhe' hanging on it, fluttering in the wind.

Along Lu Sen's line of sight, Yang Wenguang also saw the large camp. He smiled and said, "Because of the Western Xia Raiders, many soldiers have been transferred from nearby, and Qingzhou cannot be accommodated, so they can only be placed outside."

Lu Sen nodded in understanding.

Gyeongju can only be regarded as a medium-sized city, and it is even a bit reluctant. Of course, it is impossible to put too many soldiers in it.

The two entered the city, and Yang Wenguang asked the adjutant to settle the food and grass, while he dragged Lu Sen to the government office in the city to meet the marshal here, Zhe Jimin.

Unlike Bianjingcheng, everything in Gyeongju seems to be covered with a yellow filter.

The government office is no exception. Even in winter, as long as the snow is not thick enough and the wind blows, the sky will be filled with yellow sand.

In many cases, even the snow is yellow.

Stepping on the yellow sand, Lu Sen followed Yang Wenguang into the mansion.

Not long after I entered, I heard someone swearing inside.

"How many times have I said, when scouting the enemy's movements, don't think about killing the enemy greedily, don't rush in. It's better for you guys, just ignore it, it's miserable now, even if you break eight of your comrades and enter, even if you kill them Twenty enemy heads, is this necessary?"

Lu Sen looked around and saw a mature-looking man training a general in armor with his back turned to him.

Then the mature-looking man saw Yang Wenguang, pushed aside the reprimanded general, walked up, and asked, "Zhongrong, is the food and grass safe?"

"It's all shipped back." Yang Wenguang said with a smile: "As expected, the people of Xixia are playing tricks."

"Just bring it back." The mature man breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Lu Sen: "May I ask who this is?"

"Lu Zhenren, Lu Jianjun, brother-in-law."

The mature man's eyes suddenly lit up, he also stepped forward, clasped his fists and smiled: "Brother-in-law, as the third brother said in the letter, he is a talent. I am Zhe Jimin, you call me Guangxiao, or cousin. Anything."

There was warmth and familiarity in his words.

It is also feasible for someone of the same age to call Lu Sen his brother-in-law, because according to his seniority, the mature-looking man in front of him is the distant cousin of Yang Jinhua and Yang Wenguang.

"Guangxiao, I heard Uncle Zheqi tell you a lot of things. I have long wanted to meet each other, and now we finally meet." Lu Sen also laughed, and then took out a basket of fruits from the system backpack: "A mere modest gift is not a respect."

Looking at the fresh peaches and pears in the fruit basket, Zhe Jimin swallowed. It was freezing cold for several months. He ate roasted buns and bacon until his tongue blistered.

Now that he saw the freshness, he wanted to take a bite, but he still held back when the guests were in front of him. He just took the fruit basket without hesitation, put it aside, moved and smiled: "Brother-in-law has a heart, has a heart."

As the supervisor, Lu Sen overpowered Zhe Jimin in real power.

But Lu Sen did not assume the attitude of Shangguan, but talked as a relative and sent gifts, which shows that Lu Sen did not intend to 'moderate' Zhe Jimin, but should be the kind of watching the play with the army Yes, the unremarkable supervisor.

So Zhe Jimin is very happy at this moment.

And the general who was scolded next to him also came over and smiled at Lu Sen: "Brother-in-law, I am Zhe Jizu, you can just ask me to respond."

The two are brothers, and they are also the real leaders of Gyeongju.

Zhe Jimin was the appeasement envoy of Qingzhou, the governor of Jiedu, and the marshal of the West Expedition.

Zhe Jizu was aware of the affairs of Gyeongju, and he appeased the envoys along the borders of Gyeongju.

They are the two big talkers of the Zhe Family Army.

Neither of them was over 30 years old. At this time, Zhe Jimin was 28 and Zhe Jizu was 26.

And... the parents are no longer there.

In the previous generation of the Zhe family, except for the illegitimate son Zhe Laoqi, who stayed in the Bian capital, all other uncles had died in battle.

Just like the Yang family.

Also full of loyalty.

It's just that Zhe's family is more fortunate, and there are more men born. Now there are six men who inherit the family business, protect the northwest frontier, and block the evil wolf of Xixia.

Lu Sen respects the Yang family and the Zhe family very much. Before he set off, he also inquired about the Zhe family from Marshal Mu.

Knowing that Zhejia is actually not in a very good situation now.

"Yes!" Lu Sen clasped his fists and smiled, "Please take care of me in the future."

At this moment, Zhe Jimin said: "Yes, you and Zhong Rong should take your brother-in-law to rest first. He is not as gentle and thick-skinned as we are, and he should be tired after traveling a long way. You must treat him well. If my brother-in-law is not satisfied, I will have the two of you dealt with by military law."

Yang Wenguang and Zhe Jizu nodded again and again.

Then they took Lu Sen out of the mansion, walked for a while to the west, and then took Lu Sen to the back of an earth wall.

In the courtyard surrounded by low yellow mud walls, there is a wooden building. After entering, you can see two gray-faced maids, dressed in thick cloth and with bright red round spots on their cheeks, waiting.

When I entered the yard, I saw a yellow... The ground, the sky, and the outer layer of the wooden building were all stained with a layer of yellow fly ash.

And when Lu Sen entered the building, he saw a thin layer of loess on the wooden floor. He was just about to find a place to sit down. He reached out and touched the stool, and drew a finger mark.

Zhe Jizu was a little embarrassed.

And Yang Wenguang smiled helplessly and said: "It's not that the maids are not diligent, but that this is the case in Qingzhou. As long as you dare to open the window, within half an hour, everything in the house will be stained with a layer of loess."

The two maids standing next to him came over immediately and helped Lu Sen clean the stool.

Lu Sen didn't find it strange, the Loess Gaopo was like this.

It was not until later generations that afforestation was effective, the sky near Xi'an changed from yellow to blue sky and white clouds.

"This place is already the best place except for the government office. It is close to the south wall in the north. When the wind and sand arrives here, it will float up, and the dust will fall less than other places." Zhe Jizu explained aside.

Gyeongju is considered the front line at this time, and if you walk more than 100 miles north, you will be able to enter the Xixia territory.

Therefore, there are not many people in Gyeongju, and business is not very good.

If the business environment is not good, there will naturally be fewer high-rise buildings. This low-rise wooden building is considered a good house.

Lu Sen looked around and felt a little helpless.

He has a slight habit of cleanliness, and it is not very heavy. He can endure it for a short time in such a dusty living environment, but it will definitely be uncomfortable to live for a long time.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Yes, can I toss something in this yard?"

"Of course." Zhe Jizu said as a matter of course: "This place is actually given to my brother-in-law."

Gyeongju land is worthless, at least compared to Bianjing City, it is far worse.

Lu Sen immediately took out the fences from the system backpack, and then tied them down along the low wall.

Yang Wenguang and Zhe Jizu both looked at Lu Sen in surprise, wondering what the hell he was doing.

But when Lu Sen circled the fence and made a circle around the fence, the two suddenly felt a repulsive force coming from the surrounding, very fierce, and wanted to push them out of the yard.

It's just that this thrust is fleeting and disappears all at once.

Then, the surrounding temperature suddenly became warmer.

"Well, what's going on here?"

Zhe Jizu was stunned for a moment, he touched his face, looked around again, and was stunned: "My feeling is wrong?"

Yang Wenguang was similarly puzzled, but he suddenly remembered what was written in his mother's letter, and immediately called out: "Wait, brother-in-law, is this the rumored technique of the cave?"

Lu Sen replied with a smile: "Yes, I am used to clean places, otherwise it will be difficult to fall asleep, please don't take offense."

"What's so strange about this, who doesn't want to 'always lie on the side of the spring rain, wake up to the fragrance of flowers'!" Yang Wenguang shook his head: "If there is no way, who would like to stay in this windy, sandy, bitter and cold place in Qingzhou."

Zhe Jizu sniffed hard beside him, and after a few mouthfuls, the macho suddenly burst into tears.

Lu Sen and Yang Wenguang were surprised.

Especially Yang Wenguang, anxiously asked: "Ying, what's wrong with you?"

Zhe Jizu wiped his eyes, and his face that had been weathered and matured was full of emotion and shock: "It turns out that this is the taste of Jiangnanchun, so fresh and pleasant, there is no acrid smell of dust."

Lu Sen and Yang Wenguang were stunned again.

Then Yang Wenguang muttered to himself in a low voice: "It's also... You have never left the Yongxing Army Road, and you have never seen the sound of birds and flowers."

In Gyeongju City, sandstorms are constant throughout the year and never stop.

Lu Sen put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the gray sky outside, feeling a little uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)