historical royal courier

Chapter 216 The Magnificent Li Yi

"Quick, grab him and don't let him get away."

"Let me go, officer, I beg you, please let me go. My family has no money, and I'm a man, and I'm thin. It's useless for you to arrest me."

Faced with the arrest of Mongolian and Yuan soldiers, a thin man who was studying grabbed the threshold of his house and cried out loudly, begging the officers and soldiers to spare his life.

"I'm letting you go now. We won't kill you. You should just follow us honestly."

"I do not believe."

This scholar didn't believe a single word of what these Mongolian and Yuan soldiers said. What he said now sounds good. If he catches himself in the barracks to be cannon fodder later, what should he do?
"If we want to kill you, we will hang around with you here. We are going to arrest all of you Han people to exchange food with the Song Dynasty, so you can go or not. If you don't, I will kill you!"

Seeing that the Mongolian soldier had actually pulled out the knife, the thin scholar immediately let go of the threshold of his house, and then hurriedly climbed up.

"If the official didn't tell me earlier, it turns out they were sending us back to the Song Dynasty. Come on, official, please tie me up. I will never resist."

"Hmph, follow along, I don't have the time to tie you up."

"Hey, that's okay."

Along the way, before the two Mongolian Yuan soldiers went to arrest him, the scholar immediately leaned over and used his three-inch tongue to persuade others to follow him obediently.

In this way, the team behind these two Mongolian soldiers grew stronger, and the other Mongolian people also imitated them. They waited in place, and then sent two Han people to persuade other Han people.

Although this looks ridiculous, it can be regarded as avoiding the casualties of some Han people. After all, if the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers took action in person, they might not know how many people were injured and killed.

"Hurry up, hurry up, follow me honestly, or wait until these Mengyuan people do it, whether you can survive or not is a question."

In front of the crowd, a scholar named Lu was shouting, asking the hundreds of Han people behind to obey his orders.

Then why does Lu Xiucai work so hard? Is it to curry favor with the Meng Yuan people?Of course not, everyone is about to be sent back to the Song Dynasty. At this time, currying favor with the Meng Yuan people is asking for death. In fact, Lu Xiucai has a small calculation in his heart.

We all know that after the ravages of the Mongolian and Yuan troops, the land of China is now barren. All the institutions originally built by the Song Dynasty were basically destroyed. So after the Song Dynasty took over Bianliang, everything can only be rebuilt.

And rebuilding always requires people, this is the time for people like Lu Xiucai to show their merits. When the Song Dynasty army starts to rebuild the imperial court, maybe the high officials will still be transferred from the top, or the court will select again. What about the officer below?

There are too many small officials at the grassroots level, and it is completely too late for the imperial court to train them slowly, so they can only be selected from the local area. At this time, Lu Xiucai, who has already established a prestige in the hearts of the people, has become the No. 1 of the government. select.

Lu Xiucai, a senior official, did not have this ability. After all, he had studied all his life to be a scholar. Before becoming a junior official, he had no money to buy connections, so he could only live in confusion. But now the opportunity has come. At this time, as long as he manages these Han people well , when he brought them back to the Song Dynasty, he was waiting for the opportunity to show his shining moment, and then he would be the only one chosen by the imperial court.

"Are you ready?"

Standing in front of the city gate tower, a Han general under Tuo Huan asked the Han people to stand in groups of ten so that they could count them.

"Stand up honestly, wait a minute and don't play any tricks on me. It's okay if you are honest. We take our food, and you keep your lives, but if you dare to play tricks. Hmph, I'll kill you on the spot you."

Seeing these Han people slowly leave the city, several Han generals on the city wall glanced at each other, and they all saw a trace of bitterness in each other's eyes. Everyone with a discerning eye knows the current situation in the world. If there is no accident, it will not be long before the world will return to the hands of the Han people again.

And the most embarrassing thing at that time will be these Han people who surrendered to the enemy. They are not taken seriously by Meng Yuan, and even many Mongolian nobles look down on them.

But after the world is taken back by the Song Dynasty, what will they do with the Han people? Meng Yuan will only hate them and the Han people even more, and will not think that these Han people are his own.

Hey, maybe it was a mistake to surrender to the enemy in the first place, but now it is too difficult to do so.

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"What, these Mongolian and Yuan people said to exchange ten Song people for a bag of grain?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, that's what the messenger from the Meng Yuan people opposite said."

"Hehe, it seems that these Mengyuan people can't hold on anymore."

Zhao Heng wasn't angry at what the Mengyuan people did. On the contrary, he was very happy, because it was very easy to break through Bianliang City with the current firepower of the Song army. What Zhao Heng had been worrying about was how to protect the group. It's nothing more than the Han people in the village.

But now the commander-in-chief on the opposite side, Fu Hun, actually took the initiative to send out the hostage in his hand. This was like washing his own neck and handing it to Zhao Heng.

"Go, inform the other party, and say that I agree to this request. As long as the other party is willing to really exchange their people for us, we will give them as much food as they want."

After passing this information, Zhao Heng immediately called the quartermaster behind him, and asked:

"How much of that tear gas ammunition have we allocated this time?"

"Tear gas, officials, we don't have too many of these things. All we brought back this time were artillery and machine guns, and there were also a lot of rifles. We reluctantly brought back tear gas just out of curiosity."

The emperors were very disgusted with the tear gas bombs, which did not hurt too much, and they reluctantly moved them back purely for fun.

"Officials, do you need to attack the city? If it is an attack, why don't we use artillery? It only takes five rounds. The subordinates guarantee that the Mongolian Yuan army on the opposite side will not dare to defend the city, so we can take the opportunity to attack."

"What a waste."

"Waste, how can this be wasted? We have a lot of artillery."

The generals under him didn't understand Zhao Heng's words. When did his own officials become so frugal, and they didn't even want to shoot a few cannonballs.

"Who said wasting artillery? I'm talking about wasting slaves. You must know that these Mongolian and Yuan people are the best labor force for us to rebuild the Great Song Dynasty. Isn't it too wasteful to kill them with artillery shells now? We might as well use tear gas It would be nice to drive them out and catch them all."

“……………”

For Zhao Heng's words, the generals under him said they couldn't answer. Who would have thought that a good emperor in his family would become a slave owner who was careful and careful. The change was too fast and he would not be able to react for a while.

"Forget it, do you know who and where these tear gas canisters are?"

"These things, it seems..."

"What are these?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, these are all sent by Mr. Li. He said that all the emperors went to distribute weapons, but you were the only one who didn't go, Your Majesty. Therefore, Mr. Li felt very sorry and left some for you."

"Oh, Li Yi is so good?"

Looking at the black bombs in front of him, Emperor Jiajing suddenly fell into deep thought. Could it be that he has treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and Li Yi has really started to take care of himself?

It's possible, after all, I don't have any deep hatred with Li Yi, and neither of us are small-minded people, it seems that next time Li Yi comes over, I will treat him well.

"Okay, then go ask someone to move all these things to the warehouse, these are the treasures of the town."

(End of this chapter)