Since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, Qin Tianjian has warned the central government several times that heavy snow is coming.
On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky was covered with heavy snow in all the prefectures and counties in Gyeonggi Province. Seven days later, the entire Shuntianfu, Shaanxi, Shanxi, Shandong, and Liaodong areas rushed 600 miles away. The romance of literati walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms made countless people suffer from hunger and cold. To survive the refugee life.
On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was a great court meeting in Fengtian Hall.
The emperor's grace was great, and the imperial edict was issued to all ministries. The Ministry of Household Affairs allocated large quantities of grain, cloth, and medicinal materials for disaster relief to assist the states and counties in the North. No news has been received from other places yet, but in the Gyeonggi area, the state and county offices have long been outside the county. A simple shelter from the cold was built, and two meals a day were provided to the victims.
This time, the emperor personally selected the censors to visit various places. In three days, he killed three county magistrates who had embezzled money and food for disaster relief, which greatly promoted the progress of the disaster relief.
It can be said that, unknown to other places, it is absolutely impossible for the states and counties under the rule of Beizhili to allow thousands of refugees to gather in the capital.
If a refugee is not a refugee, what could he be?
Jia Cong, who was originally relaxed, noticed something was wrong immediately. He was about to bypass the east gate and head towards the south of the city, but he heard screams in front of him...
"Little Third Master, something happened. Several groups of people emerged from the refugees and started killing people and robbing money. There are bandits making trouble outside the four cities. There is a group of about a hundred bandits coming towards us!"
After the soldier's breathless report, Jia Shiyi quickly sent someone to investigate again.
Jia Cong said without hesitation: "Withdraw to Fahua Temple and send someone to look for an opportunity to return to the city to report the news. Uncle Eleven, have people go to the front to collect everyone's horses and meet at Fahua Temple!"
Jia Shiyi frowned and reminded: "Little Third Master, the more people there are, the bigger the goal..."
"Each house has guards. There is no way we can protect ourselves if we are close to a dozen of us. There is strength in numbers. When the time comes, it is better to stay in the Fahua Temple and wait for reinforcements than to freeze to death in the wild."
Of course, Jia Cong also knew that the more people there were, the greater the target would be, but the capital was in chaos and the four gates were tightly closed. Just relying on the ten guards he brought when going out was not enough to suffocate these bandits.
Even if they were well hidden and not discovered by the bandits, they wouldn't be able to survive even one night under the heavy snow.
Jia Shiyi sent five or six personal guards to gather the teams of various families. When Jia Cong returned to Fahua Temple again, the *** annual gathering here was not over yet.
When Jia Cong informed the abbot of Fahua Temple about the revolt by the "refugees", the kind-hearted old monk finally realized the crisis. Not only did he send people to spread the news everywhere, but he also called Jia Cong and others to the guest house. Temporarily closed.
"Oops, third brother is still playing at Merlin's place..."
When Daiyu came to the guest house and sat down, she thought of her cousin who had recognized her today and felt worried.
Jia Cong comforted him and said, "Don't worry, I have asked Uncle Eleven to look for him. He will probably come to the temple to meet us soon. Sister Lin, rest peacefully. I will go to the front hall to see the situation and discuss it with the abbot." Defense matters."
Daiyu also knew that she could not cause trouble to Jia Cong, so she stood up and tied a red brocade cloak on Jia Cong, and warned him softly: "Don't be brave, there are many relatives of the emperor, civil and military ministers who came to Fahua Temple to attend the Buddhist meeting today, everything will take care of itself." It's up to the adults to handle it."
"I know, I know, Sister Lin is becoming more and more like a grandma, nagging..."
Poof!
Xueyan and Zijuan on the side were amused by Jia Cong's words. In an instant, the tense atmosphere in the room eased a bit, making Daiyu and others feel a lot more relaxed.
Lin Bai was not the only one Jia Shiyi brought back. The group of candidates awaiting examination in the capital came from all provinces of Daxia, and there were dozens of them.
When Jia Cong came to the front hall, the futons under the Buddha statues were already filled with dignitaries.
This group of nobles who used to be aloof were almost all full of panic and worry at this time. When they saw a child in brocade clothes entering the hall, many people stood up gratefully.
"Um?"
Jia Cong was still a little confused, but when he saw one of the elders coming up to him kindly, he was about to bow to Jia Cong.
"Thank you to Xiao Jia Qianhu for rescuing me. If I hadn't met the people sent by Xiao Jia Qianhu, I and my grandson would have died among the bandits.
The knife fell. "
"Shang Shu Xia, no, do you want me to shorten my life?"
Not to mention that the old Minister of Xia was already the Minister of Rites and the most noble person before taking up his official post in Xia Lingxing. Jia Cong did not dare to accept this gift just because of his long white beard.
Moreover, this person also had a special identity. He was the future tutor of his father-in-law, Lin Ruhai, and the examiner of the 36th Zhaowu Examination.
Any one of these reasons is the reason why Jia Cong cannot be thanked by others. What a loss of life!
He quickly stepped aside and stepped forward to help. Wen Sheng asked. It turned out that when the soldiers of the Jia family went to gather the troops from the various mansions in front, they happened to see the Xia family's carriage that was besieged by several thieves. The old minister came from a noble family and took a frail grandson and two ordinary people with him when he went out. escort and an old servant driving the car.
They were the only ones left alive by the thieves in one round. If the Jia family hadn't taken action, their grandfather and grandson would have died under the butcher's knife of the bandits.
"Thank you very much, Xiao Jia Qianhu, for saving my life!"
Just after he helped Mr. Xia sit down, many people in the palace bowed down and thanked him, which made Jia Cong feel embarrassed. Z.br>
To be honest, he just sent someone to give him a warning and wanted to gather guards from various families to increase his chances of saving his life. Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly won the gratitude of many people.
After some pleasantries and rejections, Jia Cong sat at the bottom of Xia Ling Xing.
Master Yuantong, the abbot of Fahua Temple, sat at the front seat on the right side and was the first to speak: "I have already sent people to inform people nearby about the bandits' attack. There is currently no shortage of food in the temple, and we can take advantage of the danger and wait for the army to come for reinforcements. However, the temple has only twenty monk guards, so we still need help from all the benefactors, gathering the guards from each family and dispatching them in a unified way, so that we can defend until the reinforcements arrive."
"Yes, no one can tell where these thousands of refugees came from, and how many thieves there are among them. We must work together to overcome this difficulty."
After all, Xia Lingxing was an old martial artist. Even though he was a high-ranking civil servant, he was also a fierce man who followed the Supreme Emperor to the grasslands to ally with all nations, and rode through the Tatar Khan tents on his own. He had a deep understanding of military matters.
He set his sights on Jia Cong and asked with a smile: "Just now, I seem to have seen the personal guards around little Jia Qianhu. They seem to be the eleventh general beside Uncle Rong En, right?"
Jia Cong asked the young monk who was waiting on the side to call someone outside, and asked doubtfully: "Do you know my Uncle Eleven?"
"Why don't you recognize me? When the emperor gathered all the vassals, General Eleven defeated the warriors of the nine vassals, raised the prestige of our country, and frightened other countries. How could I not recognize General Xuanwu, who was given by His Majesty himself? If General Eleven hadn't been unwilling to leave Rong. In the national government, I guess he is also the leading general of Daxia."
Uncle Eleven is still such a legend? It’s so deeply hidden!
After Jia Shiyi arrived, he bowed to see him again. Fortunately, everyone knew that the matter was urgent, so there was no need for unnecessary pleasantries.
Xia Lingxing, the most distinguished person in the palace, took over the command unceremoniously. His first order was to let Jia Shiyi take charge of the defense operations in the temple, and gave Jia Shiyi the right to deal with the war on an ad hoc basis.
Sure enough, the fierce man who was selected by the Supreme Emperor to take part in the alliance of various vassals and ride into the sweat tent alone was not just a man of words. After giving orders one by one, the Fahua Temple, which was originally in chaos due to bandits, was transformed in just two years. Become organized in a quarter of an hour.
Jia Cong was originally worried that there were too many nobles in the temple, and the command power would be taken away by useless people. He even planned to take out the imperial edict to seize power by force. He didn't expect that there would be a fierce man like Mr. Xia here. It was much easier!
There are many guest houses in the Hokke Temple. Although they are a bit crowded, they still provide shelter for all those who take refuge in the temple.
With the support of his grandson Xia Junyan, Xia Lingxing took Jia Cong to a monastery. After driving his grandson out, there was no sense of relief on his face. Instead, he said solemnly: "Little Jia Qianhu, I am I have a gut feeling that I’m afraid something is wrong!”
"Old man, there are only a few thousand refugees, even if they are all disguised as thieves and bandits, they are no match for the Twelve Guards of the Forbidden Army. Your intuition..."
Jia Cong was really puzzled and asked doubtfully: "Is there any other hidden meaning in this?"
Xia Lingxing shook his head and asked, "If
It's just ordinary refugees causing chaos, but I know the swords used by the bandits I encountered earlier - Japanese swords! "
Damn it!
Jia Cong stood up suddenly and almost cursed out of the country.
Are you kidding me? The Japanese pirates have reached the capital of Daxia. If word spreads about this, the monarchs and ministers of Daxia will be completely disgraced!
"impossible!"
Jia Cong really couldn't believe that the Japanese pirates could come to the capital. Is it true that the guard station in the Bohai Bay had to live on hard work? The Dragon Guards from all over the country and the officials from various states and counties in Gyeonggi Province don’t want to live anymore? How dare you let so many Japanese pirates mix among the refugees and come to the capital to cause trouble.
He paced back and forth in the room impatiently, muttering to himself: "The Japanese rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River has not been eliminated, and there is another Japanese pirate attack in the capital. Your Majesty has just taken charge of the government. This is a trample on His Majesty's face!"
"In September, someone brought up the idea of opening up the sea again, and His Majesty's inclination was extremely obvious. It was originally planned to send people to inspect the location of the Shipping Department in the coming spring and summer. In less than March, Japanese pirates broke out in the north and south almost at the same time. Do you think this is a coincidence?"
Xia Lingxing glanced at the south with disdain and mentioned a court meeting in September to Jia Cong.
Then he said to Jia Cong: "I am not saying this to mean that there will be a big trouble in the court. I am worried that if there are really Japanese pirates, there are so many relatives and nobles in Fahua Temple, and they will never let go of this rare opportunity. After all, At the feet of the emperor, using our heads to slap the imperial court in the face to show the ferocity of the Japanese pirates is definitely more effective than killing a few ordinary people. So, it seems like we can just stick around and wait for help, but in fact we are in great danger!"
Boom!
A shocking explosion was like thunder, interrupting the conversation between Jia Cong and Xia Lingxing. The doors and windows shook and made a clanging sound.
Jia Cong immediately recognized the sound of gunpowder explosion, and it was not far from Fahua Temple. He and Xia Lingxing looked at each other, with shock and disbelief in their eyes.
"gunpowder?"
"artillery!"
Xia Lingxing was more convinced than Jia Cong of the source of the explosion, and said bluntly: "This is the sound of the Fran machine cannon. It seems that there is a big financial backer behind these bandits!"
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