"You turtle grandson, you are such a fucking idiot, I don't want to talk to you." The older soldier was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore.
As long as he could eat meat, he didn't care where the rebels' meat came from. When it came to harming the people, the officers and soldiers were no worse than the bandits.
Only this turtle grandson next to him can feel that the Binghui is really good to the people.
"I don't want to talk to a worthless person like you." The young soldier snorted and turned his head to the side, not looking at the other person.
The conversation between two people is just a microcosm of the many soldiers in the garrison.
For the new recruits in the city, they were filled with hostility and hatred for the rebels outside the city. Coupled with the government's deliberate publicity, the rebels had already committed numerous crimes and were heinous in the eyes of many soldiers in the city.
However, for the elderly, it is a different story.
These old soldiers didn't care who was a soldier or a bandit. They really envied the rebels' three meals a day. Although they couldn't know what they ate for each meal, they could smell the smell of meat every day, and they were already envious.
If the defenders in the city could still have food to eat every day, and there was no telling how long the rebels could live a good life, otherwise they would have defected to the rebels and lived a fairy life of three meals a day.
After three rounds of shelling, the shelling stopped.
After a while, the sound of cannons stopped, and more and more living people gradually appeared on the city wall. They began to clean up the corpses on the city wall and sent the wounded to the wounded barracks.
The injured camp occupies a small area. Because Tiger Banner did not attack the city on a large scale, there were naturally not many casualties in the city. In many cases, the wounded camp only had a few gatekeepers guarding the empty camp.
However, the Wounded Barracks is not a good place.
After the injured soldiers were sent to the wounded barracks, basically no one took care of them. Whether they survived or not was up to them. The dead bodies were simply removed, burned, and then put into jars.
Fortunately, he survived and returned to work as a sergeant in the camp.
As for doctors and medicinal materials, they are never used by wounded soldiers. Only when generals are injured will doctors come to see the wounded and medicinal materials can be used.
In the eyes of generals, ordinary soldiers are just a waste of firewood. If they run out, they will find it again. There are many people who have no food to eat, so there is no shortage of firewood.
The two consecutive shellings of Kaifeng City in one day took the officials in the city, especially the civilian officials, seriously. At most, they immediately said that the rebels outside the city were too arrogant.
Other than that, it was no different from usual. You should eat and drink, and your life would be the same. No one would take the casualties of ten or twenty ordinary soldiers seriously.
The grain merchants in the city were eager to bombard them a few more times so that they could sell the grain at a higher price.
On the contrary, ordinary people's lives are becoming more and more miserable day by day. Some poor families cannot even eat and have to go to the streets to beg for food to survive.
"This is a warning to me, a warning to me!" County Magistrate Chen, who was in the county office, walked back and forth in the back office with a very ugly look on his face.
"Dong Weng, what are you warning me about? Has something happened?" The master on the side couldn't help but asked, seeing Magistrate Chen restless.
County Magistrate Chen looked at his master, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Yes, yes, give me an idea quickly, what should I do?"
When he had trouble looking for his master, he pinned his hopes on his own master.
"What happened to you, Dong Weng?" The master was confused.
The master can be said to be one of his own, and County Magistrate Chen did not hide anything. He directly told what happened after he left the city and went to the rebel camp, especially the signed document, which was highlighted.
After finishing speaking, Magistrate Chen looked at his master expectantly.
"I heard what Dong Weng said. The rebels shelled Kaifeng City one more time today. Maybe they were really warning you, Dong Weng." The Master frowned and said, "You really shouldn't have signed that document at that time, Dong Weng."
Hearing this, County Magistrate Chen had a bitter look on his face and said, "I don't want to sign either, but you didn't see the situation at that time. If I didn't sign, I might not be able to leave the rebel camp."
"That makes sense. To be honest, the people who asked you to go to the rebel camp didn't expect you to come back alive." The master frowned.
County Magistrate Chen shook his head and sighed: "I am a humble official, and I have no choice but to end up in such an errand. Now I just hope that this matter can be resolved so that I can feel at ease."
"If you want to solve this matter, you have to settle on the fifty thousand taels of silver." The master said.
After hearing this, County Magistrate Chen patted the back of his hand and said with a wry smile: "I also know that the problem is fifty thousand taels of silver, but I can't come up with this money! Lin Futai and the others are not willing to pay for it. A pen of silver.”
"It's really hard to handle if Lin Futai doesn't support it." The master stroked his beard and looked thoughtful.
County Magistrate Chen did not dare to disturb and waited for the other party to come up with a solution for him.
After a while, the master said: "Since Lin Futai is not willing to spend this money to buy Ping An, then we can only find a way from other places!"
"Where?" Magistrate Chen asked hurriedly.
The master looked around, then approached Magistrate Chen and whispered: "Prince Zhou's Mansion."
"Ah!" County Magistrate Chen was stunned for a moment, and then said, "No one in Kaifeng knows who His Highness King Zhou is. It is simply impossible to expect King Zhou's palace to come up with 50,000 taels of silver."
He shook his head and rejected the proposal given to him by his master.
The master thought for a while and then said: "If the Zhou Palace cannot do it, then we can only go to the big houses in the city. However, with your status as Dong Weng, without the support of Lin Futai, I am afraid it will be difficult to get these 50,000 yuan." Two pieces of silver."
"Who says it's not the case?" County Magistrate Chen sighed, "I don't know what Lin Futai is thinking. I obviously have the opportunity to buy a safe place with money, but I don't want to. It makes me worried every day and I can't eat. So I just I’m afraid that the rebels will take out that document one day.”
The master said: "The grain merchants in the city have the support of Lin Futai, and they will definitely not help Dong Weng collect money. Ordinary people have trouble even eating, and they cannot afford so much money, so Dong Weng, you want If I can scrape together 50,000 taels of silver, I can only go to Prince Zhou’s Mansion.”
"Yes, will Prince Zhou's Mansion help me?" County Magistrate Chen asked without confidence.
The Master said: "Whether Prince Zhou's Mansion is willing to take this silver or not, Dong Weng, you can only count on Prince Zhou's Mansion, unless Lin Futai changes his attitude and agrees to give 50,000 taels of silver to the rebels outside the city."
"That's all!" County Magistrate Chen gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go find Cui Changshi and see if I can persuade His Highness the King of Zhou through Cui Changshi."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, the master said again: "Dong Weng, please don't rush to find Cui Changshi. The student hasn't finished speaking yet."
"Anything else?" Magistrate Chen asked hesitantly.
The master smiled mysteriously and said: "Dong Weng, you want to see Cui Changshi. You can't go by yourself, you have to bring someone with you."
"Eternal God Emperor"
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