Jiang Qing

The torrential rain for more than ten days has drenched Cangzhou thoroughly.

The terrain in the north of Weihu Mountain is slightly higher, and the people there seem to be used to the annual flood season. Every household stockpiles food and stays at home to avoid disasters.

The rapid sound of horseshoes treading water came, and the crisp sound of bells on the horse's neck rushed out of a way amidst the sound of heavy rain, approaching the village.

Old Zhangtou hid behind the door, sneaked out through the crack of the window, only saw the tiger-striped chewing head on the horse's head, and he softened most of his hands and feet.

Not long after, there was a rude knock on the door, and the old man subconsciously glanced behind the bed, and was immediately glared at by the old woman beside him, motioning him to open the door.

After taking down the latch behind the door, with the rain pouring in, there was also a man in a coir raincoat.Lao Zhang didn't dare to lift his head, only to see the rain on his coir raincoat rolling down to the ground like beads with a broken thread. Under the coir coir raincoat was the iron armor with a cold light, which was exposed intentionally or unintentionally by the man.

A cold knife was pressed to the shoulder of old Zhangtou, which made his hunched back even lower. The old woman beside him had already knelt down, trembling uncontrollably on the ground.

"As usual, the filial grain will be delivered to the mountain tomorrow."

"Yes...yes." Lao Zhangtou hurriedly agreed, after a while.Only then did the pressure on his shoulders loosen.

He didn't hear the footsteps of the big man leaving, but the old man still hung his head down, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, he could feel that someone was staring at the top of his head motionlessly, as if he was staring at a piece of meat that could be cut at any time generally.

Until the feet in front of him were out of sight, and the sound of horseshoes mixed with the sound of the bell gradually drifted away, Lao Zhang stared at the puddle of water on the ground for a long time, then closed the door with heavy steps, and let out a long mouthful. angry.

"Officials, I'm leaving." Old Zhangtou glanced through the window at the horse team that had disappeared into the horizon, and then called softly behind the bed.

The coarse cloth curtain at the end of the bed moved slightly, and two people came out.

"Officer, you have seen it, Xiaomin dare not lie, this..." Old Zhang looked at the two people in front of him, and couldn't tell which one was in charge, so he moved towards the middle of the two. After saluting, he showed a panicked expression.

Mei Shao stared at the puddle of water behind the door and thought for a while.

Every year during the flood season in Cangzhou, Weihu Mountain is never afraid of the lack of surplus food in the village. As long as there is some shortage, Lin Hu will send people to the nearby villages to order, and the villagers will brave the rainstorm to transport food up the mountain. Only at this time, the defense of Weihu Mountain They will be more relaxed, probably because they see that the villagers are weak and used to bullying, so it is not worth guarding against at all.Because of this, Mei Shao wanted to take this opportunity to go up the mountain.

Just before Weihushan came, Mei Shao chatted with Lao Zhangtou. In his description, Weihushan's manpower, soldiers, and weapons are even comparable to those of officers and soldiers. In this case, Fang Min also mentioned , but Mei Shao always felt incredible.

Li Guo's military assets and defenses are strictly managed. The war horses are all horses from the imperial merchants who know horses. They select good horses through the border cross-market. buy and sell.The mining and smelting of black iron, the main material used for armor in the army, is even stricter, all of which are presided over by the government, and the annual mining volume and the number of weapons and armor made are recorded in the book.

Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible for a copycat bandit in Cangzhou to have the same military resources as the government.

But even though he was hiding behind the bed just now, Mei Shao could tell that it was a good horse only by the sound of hooves of the big man in charge.

"Master Mei is credible now, and Fang is not alarmist." Fang Min glanced at the thoughtful Mei Shao, and added.

"According to the military system of our dynasty, Mr. Fang, as the magistrate of a state, purchased horses and privately manufactured weapons at Weihushan, didn't he notice it at all?"

Fang Min sneered, glanced at Mei Shao, and wrote lightly: "When Fang took office, Weihu Mountain was already what Mr. Mei sees now."

Needless to say, Mei Shao already knew that Fang Min was demoted to Cangzhou in the year Zhao Zhen came to the throne, and there had already been such a battle in Weihu Mountain at that time, and the beginning of this matter could be traced back to the first emperor's dynasty.

"Officer...look at this..." Old Zhangtou couldn't understand what they were saying, and now he was only concerned about delivering food.

Every year Weihu Mountain begged for food, the government didn't bother, but now someone suddenly came and said that they would give justice to their common people. At first, Lao Zhang didn't believe it. Even if Mei Shao said that he was an official sent by the court, Lao Zhang The head didn't take it seriously: Over the years, there have been few officials sent by the imperial court. They come once a year. When they come, they all say they want to suppress the bandits and clear the way, but they haven't even been to the foot of Weihu Mountain.

Now seeing that Mei Shao has at least taken this step and came to his own village, the old Zhangtou reluctantly believed it a little bit, but seeing that they had just talked without mentioning this at all, he couldn't help becoming anxious and interrupted Mei Shao anxiously thoughts.

"What do the officials want the little people to cooperate with?" Old Zhangtou couldn't wait to ask, for fear that they would become timid after seeing that Weihushan man and walk away.

"Old man, how many people do you usually need to send food up the mountain? Can you check it closely?" Fang Min asked about the way up the mountain.

Old Zhang thought it over in his mind, and then said firmly: "This one delivery of food will be enough to feed the mountain for a month, and at least thirty or forty strong men and a dozen ox carts will be needed to guard it up. Check it out It's not strict, after passing the guard post at the gate of the village, we have to go through the guard post three times in the direction of the middle of the village. It's just that we deliver food, and we can go to the granary in the back mountain by the side road. sentry patrol."

"Three forty people..." Fang Min muttered, looking at Mei Shao, "If it was an ordinary village, these people would be enough to accompany you in, but this Weihu Mountain doesn't look so easy to get out of, you I'm afraid the teacher won't worry about bringing these people along."

Before Mei Shao answered, Lao Zhang understood that they were going to go up the mountain pretending to be people delivering food, and hurriedly said: "This can't be done, can't be done, officials and gentlemen are not as rough as us peasants, they will be recognized Yes, something bad is going to happen."

He especially looked at Mei Shao's face that didn't look like a commoner, squeezed his sweat secretly, and continued: "And the guards at the gate of the village are all Lian Jiazi, and you can tell whether you are an officer or a soldier with just one glance. A few years ago, Wang Er, who was walking the darts, went back to the village and was just in time to deliver food to the mountains, but he was stopped, saying that he had practiced, and he almost couldn't come back."

People who have been in the army for a long time, no matter how they try to hide it, their walking habits are still very different from those of farmers. It is a clever way to judge whether it is a civilian or a bandit based on this point, but people with such vision, at least in the Li country Spent some time in the barracks.

Liangma, Xuantie, and the sentry post where soldiers and civilians can be seen at a glance, no matter how you look at it, this Weihu Mountain is not a shelter for Lin Hu, an ordinary green forester who robbed his house, but a small army.

As soon as this idea came out, Mei Shao immediately thought of those ghost soldiers in Pingdu ghost city, they all looked well-trained when they walked and searched.If he could take away Weihushan, he would be able to tear off a bit of the true face of the mysterious and unpredictable owner of the ghost market, the young master.

"Then we can only hide in the ox cart." Mei Shao asked: "Is the grain on this ox cart inspected at the guard post?"

"No one dares to take the courage of ambitions and leopards to short the grain on the mountain. They just take a look at the number of ox carts, and they don't know how to check them carefully." Old Zhang paused for a moment, and said hesitantly: "It's just that the grain on the ox cart is no longer available." No matter what, you have to act as if you are weighing the scales, a car is probably just hiding one person."

If this is the case, there are only a dozen people who can sneak into Weihu Mountain by fooling around.

Cangzhou's military strength is not strong at all, and there are not many warriors who can stand alone in a serious military camp. Putting such a dozen people in is tantamount to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

"No!" Fang Min denied it almost instantly, "Teacher won't let you do such nonsense."

"Let's do it like this. When the time comes, the signal fireworks will be used as the name. Without my permission, outsiders are not allowed to attack the stronghold." Mei Shaowu made up his mind. In fact, he took fewer people to take risks, but made his heart a little bit more solid.

"I don't care about your life so kindly, but the teacher asked me not to watch you mess around. I don't want the teacher to worry." Fang Min held Mei Shao's arm, stared at him and said, "Before the deployment of troops, you I also promised not to put myself in danger at will, don't forget."

Glancing at her hand, Mei Shao took him away mercilessly, with indifference on the corners of her eyes and brows, "I am not a gentleman who promises money, now I have changed my mind, if you are afraid that Master Bai will worry, you can Keep it from him, anyway, as long as you don't tell, who will know about it?"

"It's only a few days. Besides, Mr. Fang, in all honesty, if I unfortunately died in Weihu Mountain, wouldn't you be happier? I'm the one who killed your teacher twice. I died, he would Safe, isn't it? In your eyes, in Ji Pu's eyes, you have long expected me to die, so why bother to put on an air? In your hearts, I am someone who doesn't know good and bad, and can even report revenge Fool."

With a sneer, Mei Shao looked at Fang Min's glimmering eyes, and watched him avert her gaze a little bit, and a thought appeared in her heart that it really was so.

"Yes, I admit that every time you come to Cangzhou, I look forward to your death." Fang Min looked at Shang Meishao with indifferent eyes again, and said solemnly: "But I don't have this position. The people who hurt you don't have the slightest bit of resentment, so what position do I have to decide your life or death?"

"Heh." Fang Min's lips raised a sneer, "You are such a smart person, even if you were blinded by hatred in the past. Don't you still not see that since you returned to Pingdu, the teacher has never treated you well?" You have tried to kill, you ask yourself, you really don't know, if you die, what will happen to the teacher?"

The door of the heart was suddenly questioned, and a tingling sensation flowed from the heart to all the limbs. For the first time, the question that Mei Shao had been ignoring was directly put in front of him, but this person was not Bai Bingchen.

But Mei Shao would rather be Bai Bingchen.

It would be better for him to question himself, question himself for not trusting him enough, scold himself for misidentifying the enemy, or cry or calmly tell himself that he has experienced all kinds of grievances and sorrows over the years.As long as Bai Bingchen is willing to open the door of his heart, Mei Shao can feel better even if it is just such a sentence.

But Bai Bingchen didn't justify himself with a single word. He even felt guilty and uneasy. He was so humble and gentle in front of him, as if he was still the son of the general who looked down on him wantonly.

Only Mei Shao knows that he can't change back to that appearance.What Bai Bingchen looks up to, and even likes a little bit, is the flying Mei Jiaerlang in the past, not the devastated self he is now.

It's ridiculous, he has become his own shadow, a lonely shadow that can never surpass his past self.

The author says:

The correct way for Baibai should be to hug Meimei and cry when he wakes up, throwing and rolling... (But that’s not our restrained Baibai

The biggest difference between Mei Bai is that after experiencing the same changes, Mei Mei can't accept her broken self, while Bai Bai feels that she is already in such a broken state after weighing the severity. Anyway, she is going to die, and she doesn't care about herself at all. What does it look like.

Sorry for being late...maybe it's already the second day? (cover face