"That's okay." Huang Yapo pushed Wu Jin hard, but she didn't expect that Wu Jin didn't look strong, but his body was hard. She gritted her teeth and pushed harder, but Wu Jin still didn't move at all, as if there were roots under his feet.
Panting, she stopped and said bitterly: "Wu Jieyuan is too wary of me. Can I still eat you with my old bones?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl inside came out dressed in a colorful dress. When she saw Wu Jin, she lowered her eyes and said, "Brother Jin, come in and have a sip of tea."
She still had a fresh fragrance on her body. She had hurriedly put powder on her face, and her temples were still stained with powder.
Huang Yapo winked at her, and she walked over slowly. Wu Jin smiled calmly at her: "I don't drink tea. Your godmother and I are talking here. If you don't want to listen, go inside."
He let go of the hand holding the door, took out a small silver coin from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to Huang Yapo: "Is it convenient, Auntie?"
Huang Yapo put the silver in her hand and grabbed it. After weighing it, it weighed two or three coins. She held the silver firmly in her hand with a smile on her face and stretched out her fist: "Take it, take it, I can still ask for it from you. It's convenient, convenient." .”
She turned around and glared at her daughter: "Go back quickly."
The girl's face turned red as she scolded her, and then she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the house on her feet.
Wu Jin pushed Huang Yapo's fist away: "Auntie, take it. Please clear up my doubts."
When Huang Yapo retracted her hand happily, he said: "Wang Zhizhou's subordinate Bi Tongzhi, he has a son who is about the same age as my second son. Have you ever heard of my aunt entering the house through the door?"
When Huang Yapo heard that it was a matter in the government office, Huang Yapo's eyes rolled around twice, but she was reluctant to part with the money in her hand, so she came out as if she didn't know and shook her head: "I can't go in to this rich family. I don't want to go in." Know."
She shook her head, and Wu Jin asked what he said, which was irrelevant to each other: "The state judge's wife went to Mo's house to propose marriage to the magistrate, and she is not a good family. Is it your idea, aunt?"
"That's not true," Huang Yapo immediately waved her hand, "I don't have any say in this kind of thing. I didn't even play a role."
After Wu Jin heard this, he knew that it was a coincidence that Huang Yapo happened to be present.
He said with a pleasant expression, "It's a good thing that my aunt didn't beat the drum, otherwise she would have been driven away without food. Even Mrs. Zhi would dare to think of Mo Jiedushi's sister. Mrs. Cheng and the eldest daughter of the Cheng family can't spare her."
Huang Yapo knew that the Cheng and Mo families were married, and also knew the reputation of the eldest sister of the Cheng family. She said tremblingly: "Miss Cheng has left the house, but she still cares about her family's affairs."
Wu Jin smiled: "After leaving the house, wouldn't her surname be Cheng?"
"That too."
"But since Auntie hasn't spoken, no one can blame you, so there's no need to worry."
"I...I just echoed a few words..."
"Auntie shouldn't agree. She's just Mrs. Tongzhi and Mrs. Zhouxuan. Why is Auntie afraid?"
"Afraid? Mrs. Zhizhou is here too. I'm not afraid, but respectful."
"Mrs. Wang must have a good relationship with Mrs. Tongzhi, otherwise she wouldn't have proposed marriage to her."
"No, if it weren't for the magistrate's office, I wouldn't have seen Mrs. Wang."
When Wu Jin heard this, he knew very well and said goodbye: "Auntie, please be busy, I will say goodbye."
Huang Yapo chatted with him for a few words. The conversation was so cloudy that she didn't know what to say. She watched Wu Jin leave in a graceful manner and pinched the broken silver in her hand - are these words so valuable?
She closed the door smoothly, yelled at her daughter to light the fire, and folded the gold and silver ingots over and over again. She suddenly felt that she had said everything.
Wu Jin left Huang Yapo's house and went straight to Mo Mansion with a volume of military intelligence reports from his home. He asked Yin Bei to take two literate boys with him to the study to find the newspaper he wanted to use.
The study room in the Mo Mansion was as vast as the sea. Wu Jin spread out pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the rose square table, then opened the album. The fingers of his left hand crossed over the first page, dotted on the last item, and when he copied this item with his right hand, Passed it to Yin Bei: "Find out this day's newspaper."
Yin Bei quickly took it in his hand and handed it to the boy who stood aside and called out from Jiusixuan.
Wu Jin kept his hands and eyes open. Every time he found something useful, he copied down the time and gave it to Yin Bei, asking him to find the complete Di newspaper.
Two young men in gray clothes shuttled among the bookshelves, searching according to the time. Every time they found a copy, they hurriedly sent it to Wu Jin. However, not even Yin Bei knew what Wu Jin was doing.
They only knew that the Di newspaper that Wu Jin wanted was from the 21st year of Yuan Zhang to this year.
Wu Jin sat on the rose chair, reading the newspapers one by one, still taking notes while reading.
The Di newspapers were all hand-copied, and the contents were not entirely correct. I didn't notice it when I read it that day, but now I can look back and see the mistakes. Wu Jin read carefully, and all the mistakes were annotated beside them, and he also commented on the general's feelings. Write down all the numbers involved.
He was fascinated by the sight. Suddenly, the fragrance of spring penetrated the tip of his nose. Summer turned to autumn. Gardenia, jasmine, osmanthus, and agarwood were used as the bones. The fragrances bloomed on the tip of his nose one after another. The fragrance of plum blossoms came quietly again, which made people's soul flutter. , I don’t know what day it is today.
He raised his head and looked forward, and saw that his servant was carefully placing a fragrant duck. There was a curl of green smoke coming out of the duck's mouth. This kind of fragrance that was neither exciting nor weak came from here and fell on him little by little. .
He had smelled this kind of fragrance on Mo Qianlan and also on Mo Lingfeng.
Yin Bei ordered people to move the charcoal basin in. When he saw Wu Jin looking at the incense crow and not moving for a long time, he stepped forward and said, "Master Wu, do you want to change the incense?"
"No need," Wu Jin waved his hand, "The charcoal basin must be covered with a lid, otherwise the paper will easily become brittle."
"Yes." Yin Bei agreed and asked again, "The hot noodle soup is cooked in the kitchen. You can have a bowl."
Wu Jin responded and immersed himself in the newspaper again. There were rustling movements around him at first, but soon it became silent. The tip of his nose could no longer distinguish the various fragrances of flowers, and he concentrated on copying down the numbers one by one.
Every time the fortress was mentioned in the imperial newspaper, it must be an army of 100,000 people. When the tone was loud, it was said that an army of 200,000 was unbelievable. If Wu Jin wanted to know the number of soldiers and horses reported to the imperial court by the fortress, he had to pluck it from the vast imperial newspaper. , find the silk, cotton clothes, grain and grass transported to the fort, as well as the military pay for the fort.
Based on these figures, he calculated the number of troops to suppress the army.
The Zhenrong army has five lines: upper, lower, left, right, and Chinese Communists. The first four groups have 5,000 people each, and the middle group has 10,000 people, a total of 30,000 people. In addition, Dingchuan Village, Huaiyuan Village, Desheng Village, Jingbian Village, Watingzhai each has 2,000 troops stationed, for a total of 10,000 people. Lianhua Fort and Kaiyuan Fort each have 1,000 troops stationed, making the entire army 42,000 people.
However, there were no 42,000 people in the fort.
If there had been, the right army would not have been destroyed by the Jinlu siege.
According to what Mo Lingfeng said, the left route army only had three infantry camps and two cavalry camps, which did not even have 2,500 people. The entire fort had less than 30,000 people.
Deserters, soldiers who died in battle, and wounded soldiers were not reorganized, and their free pay was exploited layer by layer. Up to the fortress, the soldiers who were actually on the front line were now eating food from the Mo family.
Wang Zhizhou was deeply involved in this matter.
