All the Zahu tribes entrenched around Houtu County were wiped out by the newly appointed captain.
This matter was confirmed as fact by the county and county government offices.
The announcement said: "The first crowd was 1,600 people, and the remaining 860 people. The surrounding bastards who were originally burning, killing and looting have been completely pacified."
As soon as the news came out, the whole county was filled with cheers, and the people spontaneously hung red cloth and red silk on the gates of their courtyards to celebrate the joy in their hearts.
The local gentry also invited a troupe of actors to perform a seven-day social opera in front of the Chenghuang Temple in front of the city gate. The whole county was bustling and lively, better than any other festival.
Jianyuan five years, September 6th.
Today is the first day of the Chenghuang Temple Opera. It’s just after noon, and the venue in front of the temple is already crowded with people.
People watching theaters, watching the excitement, and going to the market were all crowded together, filling the huge place with water. The whole place was covered in the dust caused by the crowd's trampling.
Wei Qing, who likes to join in the fun by nature, also took off his military uniform and armor and squeezed into the crowd. At the moment, he was looking around curiously.
To be honest, this drama is not very exciting.
That is, a group of people dressed up as gods, donkeys and others, beat gongs and drums on the stage, and sing songs.
He could hardly understand a word, so he had little interest.
However, acrobatic performances such as climbing the mountain of swords, crossing the sea of fire, making copper balls and dancing with swords really opened his eyes.
As for Daijun's unique gray wolves drilling into fire rings and big drums breaking porcelain, these things he had never heard of made him feel intoxicated.
Even though it was so lively, the main event still hadn't begun.
According to the rules, the main show takes place in the evening and does not start until dark. The famous actors in the theater have to sing from dusk until midnight before ending.
Vendors and craftsmen carry carts on the roadside, selling food and drink, such as wheat cakes, soup and rice, and sour plum water.
The further you go, the more food and drink stalls there are, and the lively shouting and selling sounds keep coming one after another.
The smell of the stoves where the vendors are burning firewood and the fragrance of the food mix together to create a unique rural atmosphere.
Porters wearing coarse cloth gowns, linen shorts and straw sandals can be seen everywhere.
Walking further forward, you can still see simple houses built with locust wood on both sides of the road, with signs saying "rice", "wine" and "guest" in front of the door.
This is a combination of restaurants, restaurants and hotels in the Han Dynasty.
Because there was no war, Wei Qing was not in a hurry at all, so he didn't have to rush back.
Now, he put his hands in the pockets of his cloth coat and leisurely looked at the various items displayed on the stalls on both sides of the street.
That slow and unhurried attitude is completely different from his vigorous and resolute behavior in the military.
The goods on the vendors' tables are all in demand and rare goods.
Colorful dyed cloth, patterned turbans and sweat towels, women's rouge, sachets, hairpins, and appliqués are all a dazzling array of products.
There are also very practical cattail fans, bamboo chairs, bamboo tubes and other daily necessities. In short, everything is available.
The aroma of pottery soup wafted in the air, and the sound of clanking could be heard from an ironworks shop in the distance...
There was also a salesman, carrying a bamboo pole and holding a rattle in his hand, gently beating it as he walked, selling daily needlework and rags.
At this time, Wei Qing had already reached the crossroads of Houtu County, where the four official roads from north to south and east to west met.
This is the center of the county and the most prosperous and lively place in this small county.
Pharmacies, rice shops, cloth shops, paper bookstores, jade shops, grocery stores, leather goods shops and silk and satin shops are full of people coming and going.
On the battlefield, Wei Qing, who drank the enemy's blood and remained undefeated, was now crowded to a small stage.
On the stage, two young and beautiful women, with heavy makeup on their faces and thin pink skirts, looked like beautiful peach blossoms, stunning everyone.
Their figures moved slightly, dancing gracefully, and their pleated skirts turned, revealing the beauty of their slim waists and plump buttocks.
She has charming eyes, a charming smile, deep dimples, and her eyes seem to be dripping with water.
The two beauties walked gracefully, their figures were neither tight nor slow, and their snow-white jade legs were staggered and seemed to follow a certain rhythm.
The two of them cooperated very well, and there was an indescribable beauty and charm in the dancing of their limbs.
They were singing a "meat" opera, and there was a generous gentleman who watched it wonderfully and even threw a bunch of copper coins into the performance.
After a woman received the reward, she became more and more enthusiastic. She opened her skirt while singing, revealing her snow-white thighs.
This was indeed a feast for the eyes of Wei Qing, who was on the sidelines.
He was at the peak of his energy, and his face suddenly turned red.
Wei Qing, who had been watching for a long time, gradually became bored after seeing that there was no beauty to see. In addition, he was a little hungry, so he turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, preparing to find something to eat.
At this time, Wei Qing did not know that he had been targeted for a long time.
From the moment he walked out of the captain's mansion, someone had been secretly following him.
the other side!
Because the place was already as lively as attending a temple fair, there were many stalls selling food beside the venue.
Most of them come from the city to do small business, and some come from all over the country.
The staple food of the Han Dynasty was mainly based on grains such as rice, wheat, millet, millet, and squid, and steamed buns, steamed cakes, boiled noodles and noodle cubes were invented.
Let’s get back to the point.
The food here is all kinds of food, including soup, soup, water, soft, hard and fried, and the voices of shouting and selling are also constant.
On Wei Qing's side, after walking around for a long time, he finally saw a cleaner food stall.
He sat down at an old wooden table and ordered a pound of soy lamb and a bowl of noodles.
Soon what Wei Qing asked for was brought to him immediately, and the vendor's wife also gave him a plate of his own sauce.
"Sir, please take a seat and the dishes will be served immediately... a total of eight copper coins."
The vendor's wife was overjoyed when she saw the large number of customers and expensive orders, so she hurried to serve her.
When Wei Qing heard this, although he was surprised at first that the soy sauce mutton was so cheap, he quickly accepted this fact considering that it was close to the Hetao area, which is rich in cattle and sheep.
Afterwards, Wei Qing took out eight copper coins from his arms and handed them to the street vendor.
However, after collecting the money, the street vendor, who was wearing a headscarf and about forty years old, probably saw that Wei Qing had an extraordinary status and was worth a lot of money, and wanted to do more business.
I saw the vendor woman scratching the edge of the table a few times with a piece of yellow linen and then asked with a smile on her face.
"Do you want some wine? We also have homemade sorghum wine here, which is very delicious."
Wei Qing frowned when he heard this. As a school captain, alcohol was a big taboo for him.
