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Chapter 799 Winter (1)(2/2)

"...It's amazing, and what she said is also true."

"Yes, it's amazing." Ning Yi smiled, and after a moment, he threw the letter back on the desk, "However, this woman is a psychopath, and her purpose of writing this letter is just to make people sick.

Don’t pay too much attention to it.”

"Well……"

Han Jing was puzzled, but Ning Yi had different feelings about this seemingly normal letter. He was a determined person, and he usually did not treat mediocre people as adults. When he was in Hangzhou

, Ning Yi has no appreciation for this woman, even if

Ning Yi didn't care at all about the murder of the whole family when they reunited in Luliang Mountain. But from Lou Shuwan's development and methods of doing things over the years, we can see the trajectory of the other party's survival, and what she experienced between life and death.

What a cruel experience and struggle.

The relationship between the two parties was too deep, but at this moment, she had to admit that the other party had grown into a real person. Especially after writing this letter, she made a desperate choice and knew that the Huaxia Army would never

Perhaps at this time, she sent her troops to the north to regain the Central Plains. This act of disregarding life and death was enough to make people feel admirable. While the Chinese soldiers admired her, Ning Yi's mood was naturally disgusting.

This kind of almost perverted sense of humor actually made Ning Yi feel a bit of respect for him even though he was laughing and crying.

"If I had known, I would have killed her back then... it would have been a hundred things..."

I chatted with Han Jing for a while, and when I sent him out, the sky was filled with stars. On such a night, when we talked about the current situation in the North, the fierce and cruel battle, we were actually talking about our future.

, even if you are in the southwest, how long can you stay calm? The conflict between the black flag and the golden man will come sooner or later.

In the ordinary starlight, walking north and east, the traces of winter have already fallen on the earth. Going east over a distance of three thousand miles, Lin'an City has a night scene that is a hundred times more prosperous than Hedeng in the mountains.

As the heart of the Wu Dynasty today, people from north to south gather here, and countless things related to the entire world happen and are brewing here. Right now, the temporary protagonist of a story happening in the capital is called Long Qi

fly.

In August, the Chinese army sent out a message in the southwest, announcing it to the world. Soon after, Long Qifei set off from Zizhou back to Beijing. The journey was fast and starry and night, and it had been more than ten days since he returned to Lin'an.

When the country is in danger, it is often the time when heroes emerge in large numbers. At this time, in the Wu Dynasty, the poems of the scholars were sharp and tragic, and the patriotic feelings were exaggerated in the green forest. Chivalrous people emerged in large numbers, and the civil and military style was better than that in the Taiping years.

Great progress has been made. In addition, various schools and ideas have gradually emerged. Many literati are running around Beijing every day, selling their ideas for saving the country. Inspired by Ning Yi, Li Pin and others started running schools and newspapers, which gradually developed.

stand up.

Since the Jin people showed signs of moving south, Prince Junwu left Lin'an, led various armies to the front line, and built a steel Great Wall north of the Yangtze River. The view to the north has always been the focus of scholars. But for the southwest,

There are still many people who are wary. Before the war started in the southwest, Confucian scholars had publicized the deeds of Long Qifei and others. When the war in the southwest was in danger, Long Qifei arrived in Beijing, and this group of people immediately attracted a large number of people.

eyeballs.

There may be some doubts about these people fleeing the battlefield, but after all, they are too far apart, and heroes are needed when the situation is critical. The publicity for these people is mostly positive. After Li Xiannong was questioned and arrested in the southwest, the Confucian scholars persuaded Mangshan Ni

clans rise up to fight

The deeds of the Black Flag Army are mostly regarded as Long Qifei's strategist. Facing a barbaric monster like the Black Flag Army, it is not easy to do these things. After all, it is tragic to kill the thief but be unable to save the day.

, and it can also make people feel recognized.

During this three-thousand-mile journey, Long Qifei lost a lot of weight in the anxiety and high-intensity running. When he arrived in Lin'an, he was emaciated and his mouth was full of blisters. What he said after arriving in Beijing

The first thing he did was to kneel down to all the Confucian scholars he knew. The black flag was strong, and he had disgraced his mission. He had no choice but to return to Beijing to present his case to the court, asking for more attention and assistance to the Southwest.

This great Confucian who cared about his family and country and knelt down to plead guilty to everyone immediately became a good story in the capital. In the next few days, Long Qifei ran back and forth with everyone, constantly going to the houses of ministers in the court to pray, and also begging

With the help of many wise men in Beijing,

He was busy. He stated the importance of the Southwest and the wolfish ambitions of the Black Flag Army. He kept warning the central government and stated that the Southwest should not be lost. If the Southwest is lost, the world will be destroyed. In more than ten days, a riot was set off.

There was a huge patriotic fervor.

Many high officials from the capital came to invite him to banquets, and even the stewards of the eldest princess's house came to invite him to come to the house to discuss and learn about the specific situation in the southwest. He was invited to poetry gatherings one after another, and various celebrities came to visit him.

During this period, he visited Qin Hui, the privy envoy who had prompted him to go west, for the second time.

Master Qin, however, after the defeat in the court, Qin Hui was unable and unwilling to promote the conquest of the southwest again, and even many officials and celebrities in the capital expressed their extreme respect and respect for him. Regarding the matter of sending troops to the southwest,

It's a big thing, but few important people are willing to make efforts.

Late that night, red lanterns were hung high at the entrance of Qingyi Alley. The brothels, theaters and tea shops in the alley were still enthusiastic. This was one of the lively social outlets in Lin'an City, a restaurant called "Sihaishe".

In the lobby of the inn, there are still many celebrities and scholars gathered here. In front of the Sihai Society is a brothel. Even in the windows above the brothel, there are some people listening to music and paying attention to the situation below.

Finally, a carriage came in from the street and stopped in front of Sihaishe. Long Qifei, who was thin, with half-white hair and red eyes but still enthusiastic, got off the carriage. He was only over four years old.

10. During the journey of more than a month, I was filled with all kinds of worries and suffering, which made my hair dry.

He was half white, but his appearance made everyone respect him even more. After leaving the carriage, he held a wooden stick in one hand and stood still with difficulty, his dark red lips pressed tightly, and his face was filled with anger.

Everyone gathered around him, but he just said nothing, held his hands in his hands, and walked towards the inn.

Sending troops to the southwest is a complicated decision that determines the direction of a country. After more than ten days, there was no result. He realized that the momentum was not big enough, and it was not enough to prompt adults such as Lord Qin and the eldest princess to make a decision. However, the scholar, Jing Jing, etc.

After all, the knowledgeable people in the country were on his side, so that night, he went to Mingtang to visit Li Pin and Li Dexin, who he had interviewed once before.

Li Dexin's newspaper now has a huge influence in Beijing, but these days, there are only some narrative reports in his newspaper about Long Qifei's return to Beijing. Long Qifei is dissatisfied and feels that maybe

It was because I didn't show enough respect for him that I came to visit him in person, hoping that the other party would realize the importance of the Southwest, put national affairs first, and promote more public opinion to defend the Southwest.

However, Li Dexin rejected his request.

At this time, when they returned to the inn, everyone asked about the outcome of the discussion between the two parties. Long Qifei just walked inside. After passing through the lobby, he put his wooden stick on the ground. After a moment, he said: "Li Dexin... just for fame and reputation."

Generations..."

The words were angry but resounding. Everyone in the hall was stunned, and then started talking in low voices. Someone caught up and continued to ask. Long Qifei stopped talking and went back to the other side of the room. When he returned to the room, he followed him to the capital.

The famous prostitute Lu Guoer came to comfort him, but he remained silent and did not speak, his eyes became even redder.

"Sir, this is the list of adults who submitted the post today...Sir, everything in the world is extremely difficult. Don't hurt yourself because of these people..."

Lu Guoer is also a woman who has seen many things. After speaking to comfort her for a while, Long Qifei waved his hand: "You don't understand, you don't understand..."

There were some things that he would not say to the women around him. In Li Pin's conversation with him today, he spoke bitterly, and some of his words went too far, which made Long Qifei feel palpitated. Since he returned to Beijing, everyone has regarded him as a

He is the leader who everyone expects him to be, but this is also due to the situation in Southwest China. If the court really cannot take back Southwest in a practical sense, what meaning does he have as an opinion leader?

Li Pin was trying to gain fame and reputation. At first he was talking about how he was different from Ning Yi, because the devil was too high for his own status, but now he was just hypocritically trying to figure it out. In addition... the big officials in the court were nothing.

, including Qin Huizhi! He had instigated

He wanted to go to the southwest and try his best to deal with the Chinese army. Now, he and others have tried their best to arrest the envoys of the Chinese army, incited the Mangshan Ni tribe, and narrowly escaped death... He couldn't promote the nationwide siege, so he just walked away.

Okay, how can people like me leave?

Meat eaters are despicable. The words of the saint spoke clearly. He listened to the indignation and comments that were still vaguely coming from outside... The princes in the court were doing nothing, and only he, the only one, worked hard for the country... After thinking about this for a moment, he

After calming down, I started to look through the name cards that were sent to me. When I saw one of the cards, I hesitated for a moment, put it down, and picked it up again soon after.

"...This one seems to be a disciple of Mr. Zhao." Lu Guoer whispered from the side. Long Qifei pressed the name and tapped it with his fingers.

After a while, he said: "Gentlemen are in groups but not party members. How can there be any disciples who are not disciples?"

The name on the invitation was Yan Huan. His official position was not high, but he was a disciple of Zhao Ding, the left prime minister. Zhao Ding was said to be at odds with Qin Hui.

"... I have seen the article written by this Master Yan before. He is very upright... Maybe I can see it." Long Qifei sighed and said.

The whine of the night wind came from outside the window.

The blowing night wind traveled 1,500 miles north, and the cold wind blowing over the city wall was blowing the flames in the night fiercely. On the north wall of Daming Mansion, the continuous bombardment of catapults opened a gap in a city wall.

Below the gap, corpses, gravel, and the soil that was constantly transported during the army's attack piled up a sloping slope along the wall. Under the urging of the Jurchens, the soldiers outside the city screamed and launched a wave of fire towards the gap.

attack.

On the city wall, the artillery pushed towards the outside of the city launched an attack. The artillery shells passed through the crowd, bringing with them splashes of flesh and blood, bows and arrows, kerosene, rolling wood... As long as the defensive methods could be used, they were fierce inside and outside this gap.

The ground gathered together, and on the position outside the city, slingshots were still firing, throwing huge stones at the high wall.

"Bring the artillery over... Everyone! The city is here and the people are there. If the city dies, we will die." Wang Shanyue, wearing a white scarf on his head, roared in a hoarse voice in the night. His body was already stained with blood, and the people around him followed.

He shouted loudly and then pressed towards the gap in the high wall.

Daming Mansion is a fortified city built for garrison. The thickness of the entire outer wall is several feet wide. The immature artillery cannot have an impact on such a wall. On the contrary, the catapults still have some effect, and the wall is bombarded outside the city.

The artillery can create a huge defensive advantage. Even so, for more than a month, the enemies who have boarded the city several times still need to use a lot of life to fill up. Wang Shanyue has led his troops to the front several times...

This night was still such a fierce fight. At a certain moment, something cold fell from the sky. They were small ice particles before the heavy snowfall. Soon, they covered the whole world with a crash, and there were countless fires above and below the city.

It was extinguished, and after a while, the fighting in the darkness finally stopped, and the people on the city wall were able to survive. They began to clean up the soil slope, and at the same time began to reinforce and raise the city wall at that location.

Behind the siege camp, Wan Yanchang looked at everything in the darkness under a big umbrella, his eyes cold. He did not encourage his elite soldiers to seize this rare gap. After withdrawing his troops, he asked the craftsmen to repair the stone-throwing machine.

The equipment, when leaving, dropped the order.

"Don't be idle, keep throwing the body in for me!"

Tens of miles to the south, the stretching banners symbolize an army of hundreds of thousands in size. In the past few days, they began to cross the Yellow River one after another. Wu Shu led the vanguard to cross the river first. Looking back to the north, the water of the Yellow River

Taotao, the gunpowder smoke in Daming Mansion can no longer be seen, but he believes that soon everything in that city will disappear in the successive attacks of hundreds of thousands of Han soldiers led by Wan Yanchang.

In front of the army is a ruined land that was visited by refugees not long ago. Apart from corpses and plague, what is now raging on this land is a team of refugees who are generally called "hungry ghosts".

Even the Jurchen army or the Puppet Qi army that used to be stationed south of the Yellow River can now only rely on strong cities to garrison one side. Most of the small cities have their doors opened by refugees. The people in the cities have lost everything, and

They can only choose to survive by plundering and wandering. In many places, the roots and bark of trees have been eaten away. The people who died from eating Guanyin soil are skin and bones, with only rounded bellies, rotting in the wild.

These people who have lost their homes and everything and can only rely on plundering to survive now number in the millions on this land south of the Yellow River. No words can accurately describe their experiences.
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