Song Mingyue

Chapter 97 The Old Eunuch Who Doesn't Look Like an Eunuch (Please Subscription and Monthly Pass)

Hearing that Tong Guan's main army was coming across the river, Fang La couldn't attack Jiangning for a long time, and all the siege equipment was destroyed. He didn't dare to stay, so he led the remaining 8 soldiers and horses back to Changzhou that night.

Jiangning City finally calmed down, only the piles of bones at the top of the east gate showed the cruelty of this war.

In Jiangning in the third month of the lunar calendar, the spring is still cold, and it is warm and cold.

The wind is hunting, and the sun is like blood.

The sun gradually rose very high and was very bright, but it shone without any warmth on people.

The corpses piled up outside Dongmen City, blood stained the entire ground, even the Qinhuai River outside the city was also stained red, the bright red river water was so dazzling and so sad under the sunlight.

A crow flew over, landed on a corpse, and happily pecked it.Its cry attracted several crows, and when they saw the abundant food all over the ground, they cooed happily in unison.

There were more and more crows, until they flew over in patches, and the ground was densely packed with crows, screaming and pecking at the corpses on the ground.

The west wind was strong, but no matter how strong the west wind was, it couldn't blow away the strong smell of blood in the air.

Hundreds of soldiers and civilians were carrying their corpses to the mountains ten miles outside the city to bury them. These corpses would be the source of the disease, and they had to be buried in the outskirts farther away from the city while the weather was still cold.

The people in the city, who were worried all day long, finally breathed a sigh of relief and gradually regained their vitality. It's just that the whole south of the Yangtze River was in chaos, and the city could no longer return to its former bustle and bustle.

The first thing that became lively was the teahouses and restaurants in the streets and alleys. The people who survived the catastrophe seemed to have lost their lives after experiencing this war. Many people figured out what to eat, drink, and play. , Life is short, enjoy yourself in time.

And those brothels and prostitute villages are naturally getting more and more popular, and the Qinhuai River has become a river that never sleeps, and the lights on the cruise ships stay on all night.

In a restaurant by Nanmen Street, several old neighbors were drinking and chatting happily.

"Damn it, I heard people say that the old monk under Fang La would cast beans into soldiers. With a wave of his hand, the soldier climbed up the city wall and almost broke the city."

"That's not it, our Lord Fuzun is not a mortal. On the street, Li Mazi said that Lord Fuzun came down from the sky and summoned a black dragon. With a flick of his tail, Fang La's rear army was thrown away, and Fang La was almost killed." Old life, Fang La was so frightened that he retreated three hundred miles..."

"How can it be so hanging, but I heard that there were no arrows in the city a few days ago. The Lord Fuzun had a dream, dreaming that the white-bearded fairy sent him a mountain of arrows to press on him, and the Lord Fuzun woke up. ... Guess what, the mansion's compound is really full of feathered arrows!"

A few days ago, Jiangning City was almost destroyed, but suddenly retreated in a weird way. For a while, there were many opinions, and they couldn't agree on what to say. They said everything, and it was passed around, and it became a myth.

"Shopkeeper, come twelve bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup!"

A voice caught everyone's attention. Zhuzhen, who ordered twelve bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup at one time, had never seen him before.

I saw a young man wearing a white jade crown on his head and wearing a gorgeous purple silk shirt. The clothes were completely out of tune with the common people around him. He was born with a face like a crown jade, red lips and white teeth.

Beside him, surrounded by more than a dozen generals and slaves, it seemed that the identity of the visitor was extremely unusual.

After the purple-clothed young master sat down, all the servants sat on the surrounding tables and surrounded the young master.

Everyone was stunned, and the shop owner was also at a loss. It was obviously the first time his small shop received such a distinguished guest.

Soon, the steaming duck blood vermicelli soup was served, and the young man tasted it slowly, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Duck blood vermicelli soup is a famous traditional food in Nanjing. It belongs to Jinling cuisine and Jinling snacks. It is an important representative of Jinling cuisine and Jinling snacks. It is one of the famous delicacies featuring duck.

On the contrary, the companionship and accommodation of the domestic slaves on the side meant more, and they ate a little carelessly.

After a while, the young master ate up the vermicelli and soup, and then threw down the money with satisfaction, and led the crowd away.

"My mother...that's Mr. Zhao! The rich family is tired of eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and they want to eat what we and other common people eat. The store has made a lot of money... Twelve bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup have earned a lot of money."

"Which Young Master Zhao?"

"Jiangning City, there is only one Mr. Zhao, and that is the clan, the nobleman of Tianhuang... It is said that this time the Zhao family put in a lot of effort to defend the city, and the money and food alone paid out [-] guan. It was Mr. Zhao's idea."

While everyone was discussing, Zhao Hao had already driven away slowly, hiding his achievements and fame... No one would know that he almost held the entire Jiangning City by himself.

It's just that these are not of much significance to him, and may even cause him trouble... Low-key is the kingly way.

Jiangning City is not broken, Fang La will be defeated when the imperial army arrives, and the production and economic order in Jiangnan will be restored sooner or later, this is a major event.

Otherwise, if Jiangning City is broken, Fang La will rely on Jiangning City to guard against the river. I don't know how long it will take to fight the rebellion. Now the Liao people in the north are still alive, and the Jin people are eyeing them. This Da Song's spirit is a little weaker...

The carriage sped along the street, and soon arrived at Daying in the east of the city. When the guard at the gate saw Zhao Hao's carriage, he immediately showed respect and let it go.

The reason why the guards were so respectful was not because they were in awe of Zhao Hao's clan status, but because they respected the Zhao family's life-continuing pill...

Those surviving city guards have become heroes in Jiangning City. It is said that they only charge half of the fee if they go to any brothel to have fun, and some girls even give it for nothing.

The families of the soldiers and soldiers who died in battle received a generous pension, and their remains were buried generously.

The most painful ones are the wounded soldiers. Although all the doctors in Jiangning City have been mobilized, it will take a hundred days for their muscles and bones to be injured. What's more, the medical skills at this time are not very good. For a long time, those who were seriously injured were even dying, and it was unknown whether they would survive tomorrow.

And the "Life-continuing God Pill" prepared by Mr. Zhao has become the real life-saving pill for wounded soldiers. However, Mr. Zhao can only prepare one bottle per day, and he can only give priority to those with the most serious injuries.

As soon as Zhao Hao stepped into the seriously injured area, a group of Song soldiers surrounded him immediately. After seeing the ceremony, they all begged Zhao Hao to save his brother, but Zhao Dian stood up and blocked him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a white figure coming towards him. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a light gauze mask, and carried a medicine box. He was tired from days of fatigue, his eyes were still bloodshot, and he was a little tired, but he was walking in a hurry, as if he was on his way. .

He just exchanged a glance with Zhao Hao, his slightly tired eyes were filled with a smile, like a spring breeze.

Although there is only one glance, a thousand words can be said in silence.

When he came back from the camp, it was past noon, Zhao Hao was quite hungry, and was about to find a nearby restaurant to fill his stomach, but he heard a noise from the street.

Dozens of cavalry officers, brandishing whips, were coming along Dongmen Street to scold them.

The imperial army has already crossed the river. Tong Xuanshuai will enter from the east gate today and settle in Jiangning.

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An army of 15 came across the river and was stationed outside Jiangning City.

Except for the north gate, outside the other three city gates, the big camp is like a star dotted with banners and flags, and the armor is like snow, which makes the people in Jiangning City feel more at ease. arrival.

That night, Wang Hanzhi, the magistrate of Jiangning, held a banquet in Chunfenglou. He led all the officials, wealthy gentry and celebrities in the city to receive the eunuch here... Tong Guan, who is known as Xuanshuai.

As soon as the lights came on, the hall on the fifth floor was already full of guests. All the invitees in Jiangning City dared not trust them and rushed to the table early, even Zheng Qing, the head of the Zheng family, was no exception.

As the young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Hao, who was regarded as a little friend by the prefect of Jiangning, and his father Zhao Shiyu were also invited.

In the hall, the lights are brilliant, like daytime, all kinds of exquisite lanterns are hung on the ceiling of the hall like competing for splendor, and the surrounding decorations are also extremely gorgeous, with tasseled red silk, beaded curtains and bright fans, like a palace.

There is also the sound of silk and bamboo, which is extremely pleasant to the ear, and the seats in the northwest corner are filled with red card and top card girls from various brothels.

Zhao Hao sat at the table with Wang Jue and Xie Yu. The brothers haven't had much time to get together in the past few months. It's rare to get together today. Naturally, there are a lot of topics, from the Huashigang Rebellion, to the Fangla Rebellion, to the Battle of Jiangning City , chatting very happily.

Zhao Hao played with Yu Ruyi in his hand, listening to the two brothers eloquently and eloquently, interjecting a few words from time to time, but looking at the entrance of the lobby from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

He wanted to see what this legendary eunuch, one of the six thieves, looked like...

Speaking of which, this old eunuch (should be called an eunuch at this time) is also a genius, powerful enough to overwhelm the Qiang people, defeat Xixia, pacify Fangla, and make great achievements in battle, but he lost his teacher and fled when he defeated Liao... It is good to beat the weak, But it is still a little bit worse when encountering hard ideas.

While thinking about it, there was a noise at the door, and everyone looked up, only to see Wang Hanzhi and others surrounded by a tall man in a scarlet brocade gown, a black veil on his head, and a jade belt around his waist.

This man is about 50 to [-] years old, with a dark complexion, strong muscles and bones like iron, and a few beards scattered here and there.

"Tong Guan, strength 58, intelligence 75, politics 67, command 72, health 87."

In Zhao Hao's impression, this awesome dead eunuch should be like the Gao Lishi played by Secretary Dakang, with the orchid fingers raised and the duck sounding... This is the standard version of the dead eunuch's painting style.

If the system hadn't clearly shown that this person was the old eunuch Tong Guan, how could Zhao Hao believe that this big man with a loud voice would not have a root in his crotch...

What shocked Zhao Hao even more was that the two people standing beside Tong Guan were Wang Hanzhi... and the other was his old acquaintance.

The founder of the Shenxiao faction!
(End of this chapter)