Chapter 222 Who says you can’t be a sweat?

Style: Historical Author: Dream of WuyueWords: 4445Update Time: 24/01/12 03:07:41
Twenty army sticks went down and Ping Liaohou fell unconscious.

Fortunately, Yuan Chonghuan was very measured in his actions, and Lao Songtou arrived in time to apply medicine to Liu Zhaosun. To outsiders, the injury seemed serious, but in fact it was not serious and he could just rest for a few days.

This matter spread in Kaiyuan City that day. Marquis Pingliao did not avoid punishment and set an example, which aroused great repercussions among the various armies.

The 2,300 soldiers and 35 officers of the Second Guards Army involved in the incident. After learning that Marquis Pingliao had been beaten with a military stick, no one cried out for themselves, nor did anyone cry out for Mr. Deng Qian and Mr. Sun. Unfair.

The Marquis of Pingliao had nothing to do with the massacre of the city, but he could still be so strict in self-discipline. What excuses and reasons do they, the culprits who drove the people to fill the trenches, not to accept punishment?

Of course, during the execution, the soldiers were spared the weak and sick soldiers and did not kill them. When twenty army batons came down, not one of the two thousand soldiers died.

But for those strong soldiers, the Zhenfu soldiers were much more ruthless. Many soldiers were beaten to a bloody pulp and could not get out of bed without ten and a half days of rest.

For five days in a row, the sound of wooden sticks beating soldiers could be heard on the campus of Kaiyuan City North University.

Several officers of the Guards sent their soldiers to the school grounds to watch the execution.

The military training officers came forward in time and took the opportunity to preach the original military discipline to those soldiers who had not been beaten. They raised the importance of military discipline to an unprecedented height.

The chief instructor personally appeared on stage and reiterated to the soldiers the spirit of the Kaiyuan Army: to hoe the strong and support the weak, regardless of death.

Five consecutive days of beating with military sticks caused a great shock to the Kaiyuan Army, especially the middle and lower-level officers.

Those troops who were not punished also spontaneously took corrective actions. Under heavy pressure, three quartermasters who had harmed the public and enriched their own pockets were uncovered.

They began to steal military supplies in the 47th year of Wanli, transported them back to Liaodong from the battlefield, and smuggled slaves to build slaves at high prices...

According to Kaiyuan military law, after trial, all three were executed.

Self-examination and self-correction of industries, commerce, workshops, and villages were also carried out simultaneously in the five cities of Kaiyuan, Tieling, Fushun, Kuandian, and Qinghe.

Under such strong intimidation, a total of 21 officials and village chiefs voluntarily surrendered and confessed their corruption and bribery to the soldiers.

According to the policy of letting things go by the wayside set by Marquis Ping Liao, these corrupt officials were dealt with lightly. The men in the family were driven to work in the mines, while the female family members continued to stay in Kaiyuan.

Liu Zhaosun slept all day and night, and gradually woke up in the afternoon of the next day.

Yang Qing'er and Bumu Butai were guarding the bedside. Bumu Butai had heavy eyelids and was still taking a nap. She stayed up all night last night and never slept.

Mrs. Gaoming's eyes were swollen like two big peaches, and she shed all her tears for her husband.

While Marquis Ping Liao was in coma, Old Songtou came over from the military camp three times to check his pulse and apply medicine. He left a prescription for Mrs. Gaoming to cook the medicine. Although the miracle doctor assured him, it was just a few flesh wounds, nothing serious, and he would recover after half a month. But when she got to the ground, Yang Qing'er still couldn't stop crying.

Liu Zhaosun looked at the tearful man next to the bed and felt extremely ashamed. He was out marching and fighting on weekdays, leaving many affairs to Mrs. Gaoming, but he rarely paid attention to his wife's mood, which always made her worried.

I struggled to sit up, feeling a sharp pain in my back.

The bone injury in the front has not yet healed, and Yuan Dudu beat him with twenty army sticks in the back. The time has come to test the vitality of the time traveler.

When Yang Qing'er saw her husband waking up, she burst into tears and smiled, and quickly asked Bu Mu Butai to bring the ginseng soup.

"The Korean ginseng and angelica given by Mr. Qiao are the most nourishing. Several adults are concerned about my husband's injury. They have come to ask about it three or four times today."

Yang Qing'er said as she took the steaming ginseng soup from the Mongolian lolita's hand, took a taste with a spoon, and carefully fed it to her husband's mouth.

Bumbutai took a pillow and placed it behind Marquis Pingliao. Liu Zhaosun struggled to sit up and drank two mouthfuls of hot ginseng soup. He felt that his whole body was on fire and painful.

He resisted not showing it and smiled stupidly at Yang Qing'er.

"The general in charge of the army always beats others, but it's better for you! You want to beat yourself! And you beat me so hard! What an idiot!"

Seeing that Liu Zhaosun was fine and still smiling at herself, Yang Qing'er couldn't help but feel angry.

"The other general soldiers are in charge of their subordinates, and they are all trying to get cards. You are good to them, and you are very good to them. You even take photos with them with Hun'er. After taking photos with them several times, Hun'er is gone. How can we, orphans and widows, survive?"

Liu Zhaosun frowned slightly when he heard this, and he spit out the ginseng soup in his mouth all over the floor.

Yang Qing'er quickly stopped complaining and asked with concern.

"Is it burned?"

Liu Zhaosun shook his hand and couldn't help laughing:

"What about orphans and widows? Ahem, we haven't..."

Halfway through his words, he glanced at Bumubutai standing next to him. The little Loli was already very sleepy, and Liu Zhaosun waved to her.

"Go back to sleep, see if you make the child sleepy."

Bumbutai tilted his neck, looked at Liu Zhaosun on the bed, and said with force:

"Sister, didn't you say you wanted to beat someone up? Do you want my help?"

Yang Qing'er waved her hand to the little girl, and the Mongolian Loli yawned and walked out.

"so sleepy!"

After Bu Mu Butai closed the door, Liu Zhaosun looked at his wife seriously and sighed:

"Madam, I can't help but take care of them. I've been busy fighting this year and have no time to supervise them, which is why so many things have happened. Party after party, corruption after corruption, and some people will do whatever it takes for military glory, like building slaves and slaughtering cities. It’s still awesome. I have to take care of everyone’s conscience while my power is at its peak. How can I take care of it? It’s better to be open and honest than to go directly to the Imperial Guard’s prison. I don’t care now. In two years, they will really become a group of arrogants. Strong soldiers and corrupt officials. At that time, you will not be able to save your soul, you will have to cut your heart and lungs, the king will kill the ministers, and the ministers will kill the king."

"Why are you talking so much? I just want my husband to be well and our whole family to be safe."

Yang Qing'er helped Liu Zhaosun finish drinking the ginseng soup, put down the bowl, sat next to her husband, and carefully thought about what he just said.

Liu Zhaosun thought she was still worried about him and smiled at her.

"Who said there were orphans and widowed mothers just now?"

Seeing Liu Zhaosun chasing after him, Yang Qing'er pretended to be angry and said:

"You ask questions knowingly. Jin Yuji has left her hometown, her parents are dead, and she is a foreigner. She treats you so well, and is better than many Chinese beauties. You can't let her down."

Liu Zhaosun looked at her and knew that she had heard about Zhang Yan.

Instead of worrying about Jin Yuji, she was worried about the empress Yi'an who had conquered the country.

"I have a deep love for General Anyuan and his wife, so naturally I will not let her down. By the way, madam, Kang Yingqian introduced me to a beauty the day before yesterday. She is from the Central Plains. She is truly beautiful and fragrant, and the country is beautiful. Shen Yu Luo Yan, the moon is shy of flowers, even Song Yingxing is that Even the idiots are drooling after watching this, and I’m thinking about whether...”

Seeing her husband's serious expression, Yang Qing'er thought that Liu Zhaosun really wanted to marry Zhang Yan, so she burst into tears in a hurry.

"You still want to take concubines! You took three concubines in less than a year. I want to tell my father to go and bully you..."

Liu Zhaosun usually didn't joke much, and he would speak freely when he was outrageous. He didn't expect Yang Qing'er to take her seriously. When he saw his wife crying, he suddenly panicked and quickly reached out to comfort her.

"don't want."

Yang Qing'er pushed her husband away, stopped crying, and asked Liu Zhaosun:

"Husband, do you know what Kaiyuan's children call Bumbutai?"

Liu Zhaosun looked confused, which completely touched his blind spot in knowledge.

"What do you call it?"

Yang Qing'er wiped the non-existent tears from the corner of her eyes and said with some gossip:

"They say she is the child bride of the commander-in-chief."

Liu Zhaosun said disapprovingly:

"Don't listen to the kid's nonsense. Bumubutai beat several Han children in private school, so they arranged her like this."

Yang Qing'er opened her eyes wide, gently took Liu Zhaosun's hands, and said with certainty.

"Husband, it's not just the children who say it. Many foreign businessmen in Kaiyuan and Tieling are spreading the rumor that the Marquis of Pingliao wants to snatch foreign women as concubines, one from Haixi, one from Korea, one from Jianzhou, one from Mongolia, and one from Turpan. One for Japan, one for Annan, and one for Ryukyu..."

"real?"

"What are you doing to lie to your husband? After you went to fight Hetuala, people started to spread the news. Recently, it has become less and less."

Liu Zhaosun laughed loudly after hearing this. Suddenly, there was pain in his ribs, and his laughter was forced to stop.

"Does this mean I'm a stallion? Madam, do you think I look like a stallion?"

Yang Qing'er was not in the mood to joke with her husband, but frowned. She was born in a family of officials and had been quite knowledgeable in power struggles since she was a child. I know that this rumor is definitely not groundless, and there are definitely other forces behind it. The purpose is obvious, to prevent my husband from continuing to implement the strategy of transforming Xia into barbarians.

Liu Zhaosun looked at his wife who was thinking seriously and regained his serious expression:

"What Madam is worried about is what I am most worried about. Before the massacre of the city of Hetuala, these were just groundless rumors. Now, the rumors are about to be confirmed. No matter who is behind the scenes, Kaiyuan's transformation of Xia into Yi Ce, I’m afraid we’re going to be in big trouble.”

Yang Qing'er carefully pointed her fingers and analyzed the Kaiyuan officials one by one who she thought might be behind the scenes.

Liu Zhaosun told her not to think nonsense.

"It may be rumors spread by people in the imperial court, or it may be collusion between internal and external parties. Don't alert the snake first, wait and see what happens."

Staying at home to recuperate during the twelfth lunar month is like giving yourself an annual leave.

Finally, Liu Zhaosun held Yang Qing'er's little hand and said to her:

"I only have you and Jin Yuji. Who cares, Zhang Yan and Li Yan are just passing by."

Yang Qing'er was filled with affection and was about to speak when Liu Zhaosun said again:

"Madam, I have something to discuss with you. Last month, Lin Dan Khan raided the Horqin tribe and killed all the Manggus family. It was really hateful. At present, there is only one Bumbutai left in the Horqin leader line. Madam, I That’s the plan...”

The twelfth lunar month in northern Liaoning is freezing cold, but it is also the peak season for Jurchen, Mongolian, Korean and other foreign countries to trade New Year's goods with the Han people.

Different from previous years, the trade in the cities in northern Liaoning was particularly deserted in the winter of the second year of Taichang.

In previous years, the number of Jurchen fur traders coming from Haixi, Huifa, Jianzhou and other places has been reduced by more than half, the supply of goods has dried up, and the supply of mink ginseng demanded by the Han people in Liaodong is tight.

The impact on commerce in Kaiyuan City was particularly serious. Liaodong Trading Company was faced with the dilemma of having no goods to sell. Jurchen merchants who had been steadily supplying mink medicinal materials used various excuses to delay their supply.

The chain reaction triggered by the massacre of Hetuala began to backfire on Kaiyuan.

In the next few days, Liu Zhaosun lay on his bed every day and listened to the generals' reports on the results of the military and political inspections.

After all the officials involved were punished, on the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month, two Duoyan businessmen died on the North and South Streets of Tieling. Their bodies were scrawled with blood and water.

The murderer wrote in Mongolian and Chinese characters respectively:

Tartars, get out of Liaodong!

This incident caused a sensation all over Liaodong, Mongolian businessmen panicked, and rumors became more rampant in various places.

Some people say that Ping Liaohou has died in the battle and Kaiyuan is controlled by Qiao Yiqi;

Some people say that the Second Army suffered retribution from the Immortal God after massacring the city of Hetuala and was finally destroyed;

Others say that Kang Yingqian embezzled three million taels of silver from Mo Kaiyuan and was preparing to defect to the imperial court;

The most terrifying rumor is that Pingliao Hou is about to massacre all foreigners, including Koreans.

The storm was about to come, but Ping Liaohou's focus was still on dealing with the commercial crisis.

For the foreign merchants who fled, Kaiyuan officials adopted a tolerant policy and made greater profits to them on the basis of ensuring the personal safety of the foreign merchants.

Until the end of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Chao led the Chinese Guards and the Guards to stay awake all night and began to investigate the makers and spreaders of all rumors.

Bumbutai has grown up another year, and this little Mongolian beauty has become more graceful and beautiful.

Liu Zhaosun asked her to sit in front of the bed, half-lying down and said to her:

"Have you studied hard these days when eldest brother has been away? Have you hit sir?"

Bumbutai curled his lips. Marquis Pingliao had just recovered and asked her about studying. It was really boring.

"No teacher dared to teach me anymore. I went to a Han private school, and I broke two of Deng Guoguo's ribs."

Liu Zhaosun stopped smiling: "Who is Deng Guoguo? Why did you hit him?"

"Deng Changxiong's eldest son grabbed my pigtails and called me the child bride of the commander-in-chief. Next time we see him, I'll beat him to death."

Liu Zhaosun was speechless.

He pondered for a while, smiled and said to this little Horqin girl:

"Big brother has something to discuss with you."

"Say it. Just stop reading."

Liu Zhaosun thought for a while and said with a heavy expression:

"Your grandfather Mangus died of illness last month."

Bumbutai looked confused and remained silent for a moment, with a tear falling down his cheek.

"A sky burial?"

Liu Zhaosun hesitated.

"ah?"

Bumbutai said with a serious face:

"It's just feeding the crows. Only after being buried in the sky can you go to see the birthplace."

"Sorry, your grandfather probably didn't have a sky burial."

Liu Zhaosun thought for a while and then said bravely:

"Forget it, I'm not going to lie to you, Mangus and his family are all dead, killed by Lin Danhan."

Bumbutai's handsome face immediately turned red, stood up and rushed out the door.

"Stand! You can't avenge yourself alone. Lin Dan Khan has many cavalry now."

Bumbutai stood there, with his back to Liu Zhaosun, wiping away his tears alone.

Liu Zhaosun suddenly thought of the scene when his rebel father died in his arms.

"Go back to the grassland, Horqin is your home."

Bu Mu Butai caught his teardrops and looked at Liu Zhaosun pitifully.

"Brother, my family is all dead, where can I go back?"

Liu Zhaosun's eyes suddenly became gentle.

"Go back to Horqin to inherit the throne of Khan, become the Great Khan of Mongolia, and avenge your family!"

Bumbutai opened his mouth wide:

"Horqin only men can do sweat."

Liu Zhaosun smiled and said:

"Did Changsheng Tian say that women can't sweat profusely?"

"No."

"That's it. You are the first one. From now on, if all men want to obey you, go ahead. Big brother will send a thousand cavalry to escort you back."

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