Five days later, the situation remains the same.
The people in the Zhang family's mansion are still like birds in a cage or turtles in an urn, trapped to death without even taking a step out of the door.
There were more and more people outside the mansion every day, as if half of the people in Buddha's Oath City were packed into this small square.
What has changed is that these people gradually lose the energy to jump around and no longer shout slogans.
The volcanic eruption of protest demonstrations turned into a sit-in protest as silent as a pond.
Sometimes, silence is more oppressive than noise, because you don't know when the big storm brewing in it will break out, how powerful it is, and how much damage it will cause.
At this moment, Bao Tuo Bald Flower was a little restless, so he called his subordinates to ask.
"In the past few days, has there been no reaction at all?"
His subordinates saw his irritability and did not dare to think too much. They just answered truthfully, "No."
"No one came out? No request for help? No request for food supply? No negotiation?"
"No, there is nothing. If you couldn't see the people inside from a height, you would have thought it was an empty house."
"It's strange. The little food the Zhang family has saved is enough to feed so many people?"
"I don't know, but there are quite a few people outside who have fainted from hunger."
What this subordinate said was that while the crowd outside was sitting in meditation, many people went on a hunger strike to express their protest.
"Oh, they are all idiots. How can they use their own lives to threaten others? How can the people of Song Dynasty care about the lives and deaths of people in other countries?"
Bao Tuo Tuhua looked disdainful, and then waved to his subordinates, "Go down first, keep an eye on me at all times, and report anything that happens in time!"
The subordinate bowed and accepted the order and retreated, leaving Bao Tuo Bald Flower alone in the room worrying.
He originally wanted to use the situation to coerce Qian Long into submission, so as to avenge his shame and seize the initiative, and then use it for himself.
Unexpectedly, Qian Long seemed to understand his intentions and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, motionless as a mountain.
This actually put Baotou Tuhua into an embarrassing and dangerous situation, and was in a dilemma.
Anyone with any brains can imagine that there was definitely someone behind all the mass protests.
But unlike many people's secret speculations, it was not him who was behind the scenes.
In fact, Baotou Tuhua was just gloating at the beginning and didn't think too much about it. It was only thanks to the reminder from his upright subordinate that he realized the problem.
Although he realized it later, he was not completely stupid. He soon understood that there was probably a murderous intention against him hidden in it.
However, he is more self-righteous and feels that he is resourceful and talented, and this little conspiracy is nothing to be afraid of.
Ever since, he tried to use the trick to dance on the string and use this style to achieve his goal.
But now he feels that his wishful thinking is a bit unfulfilled, and the situation may turn against him at any time.
As for the real person behind the scenes, after much thought, he felt that it should be his eldest brother who took the throne.
"Hmph! You talk about wanting brothers to work together, but you always think about stabbing me in the back. Do you really think I'm a three-year-old child at your mercy!?"
After muttering something to himself, Bao Tuo Tuhua issued several warrants to his close associates, secretly gathering his troops to prepare for any eventuality.
Inside the Zhang family mansion, things are not as calm as they appear on the surface, because the food supply has bottomed out.
At this time, a few people who could speak gathered in the flower hall of the small courtyard where Qian Long lived.
Zhang Yangfan frowned and said, "Commander Qian, after all these days there is still no sign of improvement. We are going to run out of food. We really can't last much longer. Putting it off like this is not an option."
Pu Shiwen had been frightened for a while, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of Qian Long, so he quickly agreed.
"I think Zhang Yuanwai's words are reasonable. It has been so long, but the unscrupulous people outside are still stubborn. The Champa officials have not seen any action. Eight percent of the Champa officials don't want to see us, and even the Champa dignitaries did it.
Hands and feet, so the longer this time is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be for us. In the opinion of my superiors, we should evacuate Champa first, and come back when we are more fully prepared..."
Qian Long was holding the tea cup with one hand and fiddling with the lid with the other, with his crossed legs still bouncing, very leisurely and contented. The words of Zhang and Pu passed by his ears like a breeze, without stirring any emotion.
After Pu Shiwen spent a long time talking, he lazily raised his eyelids and asked, "How to evacuate?"
Seeing that Qian Long seemed to be relaxed, Pu Shiwen was overjoyed, "We have nearly a hundred soldiers and are equipped with grenades. It is not difficult to break out and evacuate. No matter how many unruly people there are outside, how can we stop them under the power of God?" Can we be accommodated?"
This guy talked about grenades without any explanation. Qian Long had no time to stop him and could only glare at Pu Shiwen angrily.
Pu Shiwen himself was used to seeing firearms in the military, but he forgot that these things were still secret to the outside world and should not be leaked unless necessary.
This will wake him up and make him feel guilty, not knowing what to say.
Fortunately, it didn't seem to attract the attention or curiosity of Zhang Yangfan, Sulie and others. Qian Long was worried that it would be counterproductive, so he didn't intend to pursue it too much and put down the tea cup casually.
"To put it lightly, who knows what the tens of thousands of people outside will become when they go crazy, and you also said that there are powerful people in Champa here who are causing mischief, so who can guarantee that the nearly a thousand Champa officers and soldiers who are protecting us now will not attack us. What about turning against each other when we break out? Due to my blind actions, Hu Fei has been sacrificed before, and I don’t want to risk any more unnecessary casualties unless it is absolutely necessary."
"this……"
Pu Shiwen didn't think Qian Long was a person who was afraid of well ropes once he was bitten by a snake for ten years, but he was in no position to refute this reason. He couldn't say that he didn't care about the life and death of the soldiers for the sake of his own life, otherwise Qian Long could have killed him on the spot. A few big ear scratches.
Zhang Yangfan took Qian Long's excuse seriously, so he hesitated for a while before speaking, "Commander Qian, I have a way to avoid taking too many risks..."
"Oh?" Qian Long was a little surprised. Although he had already had a plan in mind, on second thought he didn't mind hearing Zhang Yangfan's solution. "Then let Zhang Yuanwai talk about it."
Zhang Yangfan glanced at everyone in the hall and then said softly, "This matter involves the secrets of the Han family, so I asked Commander Qian to lend me a step to speak."
Family secret?
Qian Long couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Okay, let's go to the side room to talk."
Under the curious eyes of everyone, the two went to the side room behind the flower hall to talk secretly, and it took a long time before they came out.
Zhang Yangfan looked relieved, while Qian Long looked thoughtful, as if he was planning something.
After the two of them sat back on their chairs, a sergeant came in and announced, "Commander, I'd like to see you from the upper left corner of the city."
"Finally here." Literature
Qian Long shrugged, not looking surprised at all.
Shili Hari was waiting outside the main entrance of Zhang's house, surrounded by dozens of personal guards with their swords drawn. There was a long queue on the road behind him, surrounded by cavalry surrounded by carts and burdens.
A little further outside, the Champa people were driven out of the way and then surrounded them again. They all stared at them, daring to be angry but afraid to speak.
At this time, the rope on one of the carts suddenly broke, and the large wooden box that was untied fell to the ground, shattered, and spilled the contents all over the floor.
In front of everyone, a piece of golden light was extremely dazzling, and a group of people screamed in shock.
"Gold!?"
"That's right, what else can this quality be besides gold?"
"There must be hundreds of taels in this box...jewellery...playthings...ornaments...ah, there is even a statue of a god!"
"Why did Zuo Shangqing bring these here? Isn't it for the people of Song Dynasty?"
"A single box alone is worth a lot of money. So how much does it cost to carry so many loads? I'm afraid the government doesn't even have that much money, right?"
Just when these people were shocked and confused, some people who had sneaked in just now began to make comments.
"Hey, I'm afraid you don't know that most of these properties were transported from the official treasury. I heard that the official treasury has been wiped clean..."
"And you guessed it right, this money is for Song
Human...why? What else could be the reason? On Shivaratri Day, a Song soldier died and several others were injured, so the Song envoy asked us to compensate, otherwise the Song Dynasty would raise troops to investigate. "
"Our country is small and the people are weak. How can we dare to offend the superior state? We have to pay compensation obediently. In fact, it is not enough that the official treasury has been emptied. Zuo Shangqing even used his own private property to barely make up for it."
The people in Champa immediately became furious when they heard this.
"What! Compensate the people of Song Dynasty? Wasn't it just one person who died!? Are their lives so valuable!? What about our people? So many of us died, but there is no explanation. Could it be that in front of the people of Song Dynasty, we Even worse than an ant!?"
"The official treasury has been emptied, so what will we do if we occupy the land? Will we have to collect taxes on us again?!"
"It's too much to bully others! It's too much to bully others! How can I, Dazhan, suffer such shame and humiliation!? This money cannot be compensated!"
"That's it, Zuo Shangqing won't seek justice for our Dazhan victims. Why are you so spineless? The Song people obediently gave away real money and silver with just a few threats!?"
"Don't talk about whether the people of Song Dynasty have the ability to fight, even if they do fight, shouldn't we, Dazhan, be afraid? Just fight, at worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken!"
"Why are you waiting for the Song people to come over? We should rush in now and cut the members of the mission into pieces!"
As if ice water was poured into a hot oil pan, resentment and anger spread immediately. Tens of thousands of people in Champa were excited and boiling with white smoke.
There were also some people in the crowd who looked excited but had clear eyes, and they guided them in a timely manner.
"Don't blame Zuo Shangqing. He has no choice but to compromise like this. Otherwise, if the Song army really comes, we will have corpses everywhere."
"Yes, yes, Zuo Shangqing has always been far-sighted. Although it is difficult for us to understand what he is doing now, he must have deep meaning. Let's not be impulsive..."
"The people of the Song Dynasty are cruel and greedy, but I believe that Zuo Shangqing has no choice but to follow it for the sake of the overall situation. Think about it, even if the people of the Song Dynasty cannot defeat them on their own, Yue and Zhenla are both vassals of the Song Dynasty..."
These words did not reduce the people's anger towards the Song people at all, but they did not blame Shili Hari that much, and they were still in awe.
Coupled with the intimidation of the hundreds of cavalry on the street, no one really dared to attack the Zhang family mansion now.
When Qian Long walked out of the main door to greet Shili Hari, he saw the roar of people, like a powder keg about to explode at any time, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
What happened again?
Why did this group of unruly people occupying the city suddenly become more powerful again after they had been so weak before?
As he glanced around, he naturally saw a few civilians hurriedly collecting gold utensils all over the ground.
Before he could think about it, Shili Hari stepped forward and saluted, "A certain family is late, please forgive me, General Qian."
Qian Long sneered in his heart, Haha, it seems you said the same thing last time. It's really hard for you to always be so late...
