The Nan Lai Shun Inn is now full.
Recently, all the camel caravans going to Zhangjiakou have been stopped.
The rhetoric is the same, road maintenance ahead.
At first, everyone was not surprised, but gradually things started to go wrong. Because they all heard the rumble of cannon.
We are not fools. If we are fools when we go out to do business, then that’s okay, as long as we don’t lose our underpants.
This was clearly a fight. These guardsmen, whom I had never seen before, looked more and more strange. Although there's nothing wrong with the clothes I'm wearing, it just feels awkward.
Finally, there was another camel team returning to Zhangjiakou from the grassland. Seeing the fighting in Zhangjiakou, they took a detour and returned to Xuanfu Town through other passes. Now, the news finally leaked.
From Datong Town to Xuanfu Town, from the Governor of Xuanda, to the commander-in-chief, to the deputy generals, all the commanders knew that something had happened in Zhangjiakou.
Starting from the first day of March, various towns began to mobilize troops and gather troops to prepare for Zhangjiakou.
On the third day of March, Han Guiwu got up in the morning and asked the waiter to bring hot water.
As a result, during this period, the service at Nanlaishun Inn was superb. No one came to say hello, which has never happened before.
Han Guiwu searched for a long time, and he was surprised to find that everyone from the shopkeeper to the waiters in the inn had disappeared.
An uneasy feeling came over me. He originally felt that something was wrong with those officers and soldiers, but now this inn with extremely low fees and excellent services is no longer occupied. Making him more and more suspicious.
He quickly called everyone in the caravan to get up.
"Hurry up, get up, pack your things, and leave quickly. This place is evil."
"Fifth Master, the food and drink here are cheap, the house is warm, and the service is attentive. Let's stay here first. Go back and wait for the road to open, don't we have to turn back again. Along the way, people will get a lot of chewed grain from the horse's chews. Son."
"You know what the heck, this place is not right, something is going to happen, please leave quickly. Hurry up."
When they saw Han Guiwu's people, they packed up their things and wanted to leave, alerting the other caravan members. They soon discovered that the owner and the waiter of the inn had run away.
There is still rice porridge in the pot. The washed dishes are quickly placed neatly. There are also washed dishes. All this shows that they left suddenly.
There is no fool among those who have been doing business all year round. Something is obviously wrong with this situation.
So they packed up their things and followed Han Guiwu's men to flee back to the road.
There is only more than thirty miles from Zhangjiakou Castle to Xuanfu Town, which is less than twenty kilometers. They had already seen the city wall of Xuanfu Town at noon.
At this time, I heard a burst of cannon fire from the top of Xuanfu Town.
Smoke and dust billowed in front, and the battalion and guard soldiers of the brigade were heading toward Zhangjiakou along the road.
The caravan hurriedly took shelter by the roadside, and several shopkeepers wiped their sweat thankfully. Fortunately, we arrived at Xuanfu City. If you stay in that inn, you might be ransacked by officers and soldiers.
There is no village or shop in the area, so wouldn't it be a good place for killing people and selling goods?
By the time of Xuanzong's reign, the Ming Dynasty's official army was already in a state of disrepair. It can be seen from the paintings handed down from the Ming Dynasty. The military discipline of the officers and soldiers in border areas, ethnic minority areas, countryside, and wild places far away from large states and counties is extremely bad.
The young and middle-aged people were tied up and sold into slavery. Children and young women were taken. The house was set on fire. Livestock and poultry were eaten, and people's property was looted. Older people have no value in selling, so they can just behead them and take credit for their merits.
Not a blade of grass grows where the army passes.
If these merchants were still in that inn, it is very likely that their heads would be for their military exploits and their livestock would be sent directly to the army. The property was also divided among the officers.
But now that they have arrived at Xuanfu Town, they are no longer afraid of these officers and soldiers.
Han Guiwu grabbed a general flag supervising the march on the roadside and asked: "Sir, do you dare to ask what happened?"
The general flag turned around and saw many caravans. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. I wanted to take out my knife and chop them all to death immediately, and then divide the property among them.
The Ming Dynasty's defense camp was too miserable, and there were not many opportunities to go on expeditions. They were not good at fighting the Mongols, but they were good at looting the countryside.
The general flag swallowed hard. In the end, reason triumphed over greed.
After all, this is under Xuanfu Town. In full view. It would be great if we met in the wild. Regardless of the background, if you kill someone in the wild, they will be eaten clean by wolves in one night. Who knows.
The general flag was very unhappy, judging from their temperament. If he didn't take advantage, he suffered a loss. Naturally, he didn’t look good.
"It's a small thing, please buy me a cup of tea." Han Guiwu quickly offered him a sling of money.
The commander-in-chief squinted his eyes, looked Han Guiwu up and down, and weighed it with his hands. He found that he had about a hundred coins.
"Something happened in Zhangjiakou. It may have been besieged by the Mongols. The general is going to rescue you. You businessmen, please calm down and don't go there if you have nothing to do. Otherwise, you may be thought of as a Tatar traitor and be killed."
Han Guiwu quickly agreed with great gratitude. He quickly left with the caravan.
Yang Fan lived a very comfortable life during this period, waiting for the weather to get warmer in a warm house before continuing his journey. A few days ago, he accidentally discovered that there was a hot spring bath in Jimingyi.
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Hot springs are one of Yang Fan's favorites. During this period, it feels so uncomfortable to take a bath every day.
Yang Fan was soaking comfortably in the barrel when Zhang Shize walked in with a beaming smile.
Yang Fan opened his eyes and glanced at him, then continued to soak in the bath with his eyes closed. This grandson, with this kind of expression, is definitely trying to hide something bad.
"There's something good, hehe. Something good."
"What good thing can happen in this poor place? You found a silver mine." Yang Fan asked boredly.
"There are no silver mines, but some people whose families are taking advantage of the silver mines have them come to their doorstep."
Yang Fan looked at him doubtfully. Zhang Size smiled and said: "The news I just received this morning is that something happened in Zhangjiakou."
Yang Fan curled his lips and said: "Tch, what could happen in that place? There is a blizzard blowing outside. I have cleaned up the Haraqin people. The Tumut people are huddled in Guihua City. Not to mention the Mongols, there are not even Mongolian dogs around. .”
"Look at you, this is the performance of a rookie in officialdom. The most important thing about a mature Ming official, especially a descendant of a noble family, is that he can smell the smell of money anytime and anywhere."
Yang Fan said impatiently: "If you have something to say, hurry up and don't interfere with my bathing."
"Zhangjiakou is surrounded by soldiers and horses from Tuxie Tuhan from Mobei. I heard that a fierce battle is going on now. This morning, the 3,000 soldiers from Xuanfu Town and the 8,000 soldiers from Wanquan Sanwei have already set off."
Yang Fan pretended to be confused and said: "This is none of our business. We are guest troops or the Beijing camp. We only listen to the emperor. The responsibility of defending the territory is the matter of the local military town. I have no interest in killing the Beijing camp and giving it to them Wipe your ass.”
Zhang Shize smiled and said: "That's right, we brothers have no control over their bad things. If those eight rich families hadn't come to me today, I wouldn't be interested. Let's listen to the music and watch the girls dance in this Jiming Post. Well, who wants to eat sand in the wind and snow?"
When Yang Fan heard this, he already knew what kind of medicine this bastard gourd was selling.
"What are you going to do?"
"If you want us to rescue Zhangjiakou, it's not impossible. It just depends on how much blood they are willing to bleed."
