The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

People who engage in politics have always paid attention to family background, and the so-called orthodox official status is justifiable. Today, the focus seems to be mainly on the identification of the identity of the eldest son.The court ministers naturally jumped up and down, and the first priority was to find the court ladies and eunuchs who served the queen and concubines.

This matter started half a month ago, when Prince Deyou was planning how to send troops, someone suddenly reported a very shocking rumor that had been circulating for a long time—the current emperor is not the eldest son , and the real eldest son is Prince Fuqing.

The news this time is no longer groundless, but someone found an old eunuch who spent 1 taels of silver to buy a personal statement.This person is Feng Dawei, the former chief eunuch in charge of internal affairs. When the empress and noble concubine was about to give birth, he was on duty, and all palace affairs were determined not to be hidden from his eyes.Although this old man demanded 1 taels of silver with a black heart, he immediately told the addresses of the two stable women and the three palace maids and eunuchs who had dealt with them back then.

Lord Deyou can be said to be ecstatic, for a mere 1 taels to be able to buy such an astonishing secret, this is really effortless, it can even be said to be God's will - God is going to let A good omen for his ascension to the throne.

The Gaoque people have always been short of supplies, and they wanted to go south as early as the beginning of spring. Although he tried his best to appease and give some assistance, this group of unruly and lawless prairie barbarians still couldn't hold back, and went south a full month earlier than the agreed time. This also forced him to act only one month in advance.

Now the unfavorable situation has suddenly changed, and we don't even have to wait for the copper mine in Deyang Mountain to be cast, because this is an excuse for the goodness of the heavens, and Prince Deyou is planning to use the excuse of King Qin to go to Beijing, so that the resistance is the least, and no one can refuse him to lead the army Shujing.

Moreover, if you can enter Beijing in the name of King Qin, it will be much cheaper than asking the Gaoque people to help. The Gaoque people sent troops this time not only to ask for a big grab, but also to cede the Yan and Yun areas, although this area is just not suitable for farming. Grassland for food, but it is the only place for Gaoque people to go south.

Now the impatient Gaoque cavalry had broken through Suzhou and Xianzhou, and they were supposed to outflank Chang'an together in the Fenzhou round as agreed, but now the opportunity is good, and perhaps there is no need to rely on Gaoque's power anymore.

Prince Deyou has a total of [-] elite soldiers in his hands, and it is no problem at all to control a small Chang'an City, not to mention that he was born as a leader, and half of the generals in Chang'an City Defense came out of his command. As soon as an old eunuch and maid come out, the ministers in the court will definitely turn to defend him immediately, and when the time comes... hum.

The common people don't care about the world's major affairs, they only know that they have to eat and buy vegetables in order to live. All kinds of supplies in the city began to be tight, and now they can't even sell vegetables after being sealed for more than a month.

There were hardly any people on the bustling streets in the past, and the small merchants and hawkers who used to push carts to carry their burdens were gone. Xue Yinsong went out twice today and ran away without a single dish.

Seeing him come back empty-handed, little Xiucai and the two children were heartbroken.

"When will this city be sealed, oh."

Xue Yinsong shook his head: "It's hard to say. I walked around the four gates in the south, east, north, and west. The walls are full of soldiers, and they are not even allowed to approach the gates."

The little scholar asked: "Is there any news from Mr. Que?"

"Two days ago, someone sent me a letter, only telling me to wait patiently, but did not elaborate."

"I suspect that a fight has already started." Xiao Xiucai guessed: "The city has been closed for more than a month, maybe a fight has already started somewhere."

Xue Yinsong also nodded in agreement: "It is very possible that the imperial court is not a vegetarian. How could it have mobilized 10,000+ troops to encircle and suppress them after so long. Maybe there are all government troops outside our city."

The little scholar immediately regained his spirits: "It's impossible to be outside the city. If there is going to be a war, the noise will be very loud. How can it be so quiet?"

The two chatted a few words and felt a little more relaxed, but the serious problem was still in front of them. Without vegetables, the family couldn't cook rice with soy sauce every day, right?

The bacon was eaten up in the first half of the month, and even the pickles were eaten up in the second half of the month. Now there is no other food at home except white rice porridge.

Xue Yinsong did his best as a father. He collected all the green plants he could collect every day, and even climbed up on the roof to pull out the wild vegetables and weeds from the roof tiles, scald them to remove the bitterness and cook them in the porridge. The consequences of green pigment and nutrient intake.

The mouths of the four people began to fester due to lack of vitamins. After drinking porridge for a long time without intake of vegetables and protein, their faces were yellow and thin. Even their nails began to become brittle, showing signs of calcium deficiency.

Xue Yinsong's brows were furrowed more and more day by day, and there were more than a dozen sacks of rice in his house, but once they were all eaten, what should they eat?

Nowadays, many people come to the rice shop every day. Some people want to buy rice at a high price, and some people look at it with malicious intentions. Xue Yinsong knows that if a word is wrong, it is likely to cause trouble, and maybe they will be robbed of everything. , So he refused to go out even more, and even dismantled a few tables and re-reinforced the door panels.

But the days became more and more difficult. In the next few days, officers and soldiers even started patrolling, and a curfew was imposed day and night.Little Xiucai was terribly worried, but Xue Yinsong comforted him with a smile: "The more nervous the enemy is, the weaker they are. I'm afraid the officers and soldiers are really coming."

Having said that, everyone's heart is not easy, just like the darkness before dawn, although they know that the dawn is coming, but no one knows whether they can survive the dark night.

At night, Xue Yinsong's family took a bath early and lay down in the yard to enjoy the cool. Although everyone drank two large bowls of rice porridge, their stomachs were still not full.

This kind of hunger is not in the stomach, but in the heart. The mouth and stomach that have been short of oil and water for a long time have already caused a revolution. Although the stomach is full, the heart is still empty.

Because there was no oil lamp, the two boys were lying on the floor and quietly reciting the book. They also knew that the world was wrong now, so they obediently did not complain and instead studied harder, more serious than before in the school.

Although cold water was poured on the ground, the heat of the summer still hadn't receded completely. Changhui was a little half-hearted by the steaming heat from the ground, and stuttered on his back.

Xiao Qi couldn't help reminding in a low voice, Xiao Xiucai lowered his voice: "Don't remind him, let him memorize it by himself." Xiao Qi stopped talking, and only Chang Hui's slightly flustered and uncertain sound of recitation echoed in the air .

Xue Yinsong is enjoying the tranquility of this moment, but he is thinking about what materials he has at home to make a trawl net, which can be secretly placed in the Yangjiang River, and if he can catch fish and shrimp, he can also feed the children. He is thinking wildly, The back door was knocked lightly, and the young man shouted softly outside the door: "The shopkeeper! The shopkeeper!"

Xue Yinsong hurriedly let him in, but he couldn't see clearly in the dark, so he could only ask: "Why are you here, isn't there a curfew on the street?"

The boy said in a shy voice: "Shopkeeper, I... I really have no choice but to come to you."

Xue Yinsong said: "What's the matter? Did something happen at home?"

"The two elders in the family passed away. I exchanged the last half bag of food for the coffin. The defenders at the north gate said that they could not leave the city, so they had to park it at home temporarily. I haven't eaten for... two days."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly went to the well to pull up the bucket, and there was half a pot of porridge frozen in it—in order to save firewood, they cooked porridge once a day recently.

The little boy snorted and drank two bowls, and finally regained some energy, and rushed to the ground to kowtow to Xue Yinsong: "Thank you shopkeeper! Thank you shopkeeper for your great kindness!"

Xue Yinsong hurriedly helped him up: "Okay, get up quickly, since you came to look for me, it is also our fate, so let's stay first. It's just that the family is also very difficult, and there is only thin porridge to survive every day. "

The little boy swallowed his last mouthful of porridge: "Shopkeeper, don't worry, Fuchun County will be able to lift the ban in at most ten days."

"Ah, is it?"

The young man replied affirmatively: "Yes, my family has been out of cooking for a long time, but Lai Yeniang occasionally sneaks in some rice grains, and she told me that Fuchun County is about to open up."

The four were very excited when they heard the words, Xue Yinsong asked in a low voice: "How did Niang Ye know? What does her family do?"

The young man said: "Her family used to be a tea merchant, and a cousin is the magistrate in the county government, so there is a reliable source of news."

Xue Yinsong secretly thought that God bless Ami Tofu, if the city is really going to be locked down for another two months, there will definitely be cannibalism: "Did the government army break in?"

The young man said: "Well, in Jianzhou and Sizhou, the imperial court's army came so fiercely that Prince Deyou couldn't resist at all, and retreated repeatedly."

Xue Yinsong was a little surprised: "Where is Gaoque?"

The boy showed a happy expression on his face: "What are the people of Gaoque? It turned out that it was a trap to let them enter the customs. The Ninth Prince waited for them to be broken as soon as they entered the customs. Then he bit his tail and chased them all the way to a barren slope in Bingzhou. Gao Que The Que man can't run without food or grass. It is said that we can surround him to death, but the Ninth Prince does not. He said that marching and fighting is what a man does. Even if he wins, he must win in an open and aboveboard manner. A Nine-Dragon serial formation, inviting the Gaoque people to attack, the result was that 17 Gaoque people were crying and crying. Hey! With the Nine Princes here, the Gaoque people are nothing!"

Xue Yinsong pricked up his ears, quite proud of himself: Hey, that Nine-Dragon Chain Formation, could it be the bamboo slips dug out from the tomb by Lao Tzu?Hehe, it looks like I am one of the heroes.

Xiucai obviously had the same idea, and he exchanged a glance with him and asked, "Any other battle reports?"

The clerk shook his head: "Ye Niang doesn't know much, and she spoke in a hurry." Yan Bi had already finished his porridge and hiccupped: "Shopkeeper, I'll squint for a while, I haven't slept for three days and three nights ..." As he fell down, he snored slightly, and fell asleep immediately.

Xue Yinsong was excited by him, and didn't feel sleepy at all: "This battle is over? I thought it would last three to five years."

The little scholar snorted: "This is not a war, it's a rebellion. Besides, Prince Deyou wants to usurp the throne. Is it so easy to usurp the throne?"

"You have read a lot of books. Which ones have succeeded in usurping the throne in history?" Anyway, if you can't sleep, it's better to chat.

"There are a lot of usurpers, but few of them actually succeeded," the little scholar said in a low voice, "Those who can become emperors are all true dragon emperors. ? No one who usurped the throne in history has a good end!"

Xue Yinsong took a look back in his limited historical knowledge and found that it was indeed the case. The sad student Wang Mang sat on the dragon seat to have a dry addiction. Even if he was as lucky as Zhu Di, he was once penetrated by the three halls of the palace: "But I don't believe in any real dragon emperor," Xue Yinsong lazily replied: "It is said that heroes come out of troubled times, and heroes make the times, but the times don't mean much to me. It would be nice if I could become a rich man."

"Aba, what is a rich man?" Chang Hui's clear and childlike voice sounded.

"It means that there is a lot of money, and I can buy you a lot of delicious things, and I can cook meat for you every day."

"Aba, I want to eat meat." Chang Hui said timidly.

"Well, go shopping next time, sleep now!"