On his way back to the camp, Jia He happened to meet a soldier who had followed him from the imperial city. He was looking into the camp with a look on his face. When he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, he realized something in his heart. When he turned around, he saw Seeing Jia He's livid face, he immediately frowned and said, "Commander, it's obvious that the common people came to mobilize the army, why are you so shameless?"
The former just shook his head, stepped into the tent with his front foot, and waved with his back foot to signal the soldier to come in and talk.
In the Chinese military tent, Jia He's face became even more gloomy, and the veins on his forehead were jumping. He hit the table with his palm and cursed: "Since the founding of the country, I, Yizhang, have gone through two generations of saints, but I have never made the people so miserable. At that moment, look at the dozen or so people standing outside the camp just now. They still have the same appearance as I, a commoner in Yizhang. Their faces are only separated from their cheekbones by a piece of rice paper. It’s probably hard to say that they have just been hit by a huge natural disaster. Someone believes it!"
Angry and angry, Jiahe paced back and forth in the tent, cursing angrily, "He is just the lord of a city, who would allow him to have the guts to torture the people like this? A city can store nearly a thousand stones of grain, how can it be possible?" There is a saying that the people starved to death and supported the officials to death. The horse thieves went in and out of the city as if they were in uninhabited territory. Instead of killing them, they worked together with the horse thieves to steal the flesh and blood of the people. How on earth did these officials get up there!"
When he was extremely angry, Jia He grabbed a long knife with his hand and cut off the table with one blow, almost splitting the tent into two. Still still angry, he kicked over the candle and gasped for a long time.
Yu Dangfu had never seen Jia Hexing so angry before. Even if the soldiers under his account violated military discipline a little in the past, Jia He would just scold him a few words and then order people to go and collect a dozen military sticks on his own. Never before had he been so angry. When he behaves erratically, his heart immediately tightens, he shuts his mouth and waits independently.
Jia He sat on the chair by himself, put his eyebrows with one hand, and remained silent for a long time.
"Come on, please pick up a letter for me, send it to the Moling County Sheriff's Mansion, and hand it over to Mr. Lin personally. Don't miss the time." Jia He leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and rested, He opened his mouth and said, "In this battle on the North Road of Xijun, 800 soldiers killed more than 2,000 bandits and captured hundreds of horses. There was no harm done to the people of Xijun in autumn, and the army was very powerful. I wanted to gather the soldiers, and after reorganizing them, I went to Moling. However, the people of Luohuang City are still in dire straits and have to deal with it with meager manpower. After interrogating and capturing the bandits, I heard that there were officials from aristocratic families helping to cover up, and Mr. Wang Wanglin conducted a strict investigation."
As night fell, Jia He and Yu Dangfu, with more than ten cavalry in total, walked out from the back gate of the camp and headed straight to the east road where Luohuang City was located.
"Great Yizhang, if it is true as those people say, it will really be a huge disaster." Jia He said unintentionally, lowering his voice and said, "The emperor had a recurrence of an old illness in the first two years of his life. Among them, everyone was busy forming gangs, hoping that when one of the two princes could succeed to the throne, they themselves could rise to the top and become the elders of the two dynasties. As for the common people, no one cared about it. This gave a group of local officials who were far away from the emperor an opportunity to take advantage of it, making it difficult for the people under their control to make a living."
Yu Dangfu understood clearly in his mind, frowned and asked, "Then Mr. Lin was demoted to the third level one after another and was demoted to the West County by the Holy Emperor. Is it possible that he also has a relationship with the prince?"
Both of them were more than a mile away from the ten cavalry, and Yu Dangfu knew it very well. He was probably the leader of the family and had important matters to discuss, so he listened carefully.
A smile appeared on Jia He's face, and he glanced at Yu Dangfu beside him, "That's a good guess, but it's a pity that I didn't guess it right. If Mr. Lin really wanted to side with the two princes, the end would be different. It’s simple, there were so many ministers in the imperial city missing for no apparent reason a few months ago, so why did you just transfer Mr. Lin to the West County?”
Yu Dangfu thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly reined in the reins, "So, the original intention of the Holy Emperor to transfer Mr. Lin to Xijun was to guess the current situation of Xijun, and to use his superb skills to make good friends with Nangongshan, so as to Prepare for emergencies? Not only is it not a demotion, it is a promotion."
"Your boy is about to leave the army." Jia He smiled, but immediately turned his smile back, "Master Lin has the support of a saint behind him. I would like to know who dares to support the rogue bandit. If so. After checking out, with His Majesty's temper, Yizhang is afraid that the scenery will change again. In addition to Lord Que Lin, there is also a very capable Lord in Xijun. It would be interesting if these two join forces."
Traveling all night, more than ten riders arrived outside Luohang City before the fourth watch.
The bright moon is in the sky tonight, the breeze has stopped here, and it is as quiet as an empty city.
Jia He stood on the top of the city and didn't see half of the defenders, but he saw that there were no lights in the city, except for the faint sound of drums and harps in the city lord's palace in the middle, which was lit day and night.
The lamplight is warm and shining, walking gently, licking the bones on the roadside.
It's enchanting, grotesque, and extremely abrupt.
Even Yu Dangfu, who had always been gentle and gentle, had veins popping up on his forehead and clenched his fists angrily.
"Get the bow." Jia He said with no expression on his face, he took the bow and arrow and jumped under the archery tower in the city with only a few leaps.
Two drunken soldiers guarding the city were holding their tongues and discussing how their newly acquired concubine was so beautiful and beautiful. Her waist was so full that she could snap off an iron spear under her navel. However, she was strangled by a bowstring around her neck and she never screamed out until she died. The sound comes.
Jia He stepped onto the arrow tower in only a dozen steps, and happened to be able to see the chaotic scene in the city lord's palace hundreds of steps away. Then he drew his bow and arrow, fired it three times in succession, turned around and left.
In the palace of the city lord, the fat city lord originally hugged the concubine Xin Na, and despite the tears on the latter's face, he suddenly heard the sound of the sheng and the harp, which seemed to be mixed with two wrong strings, and he was about to curse a few words on the harp. The woman, holding the lamp in her left hand, was nailed to the wall by an arrow.
One arrow penetrated the palm of his hand, and the other two arrows crushed two fingers, causing the city lord to have no choice but to push the concubine aside and howl in agony.
The ten fingers connected to the heart, not to mention the power of these three arrows, which almost nailed two fingers to pieces, leaving only a little skin and flesh connected. Therefore, before much effort, the fat city lord passed out from pain and his whole body became limp.
During the banquet, the people, birds and beasts dispersed, the drunken soldiers went out to look for the doctor, and the musicians and dancers got into chaos and fled outside the house.
But the concubine who was forced to come here froze on the spot. After the house was empty, she spat fiercely at the ugly face, laughing so hard that her whole body trembled.
When the city lord's palace was in chaos, Jiahe calmly swung the hook from the eaves of a building, climbed up the wall in three to five breaths, shook his head and said, "I haven't fired my bow for a long time, so I feel rusty."
Yu Dangfu smiled.
With Jia He's ability, if he really wanted the city lord's head, how could he fail? He might have deliberately wanted to make this man suffer even more before he died.
This is nothing excessive at all.
