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Episode 6: Mending the Sky, Chapter 6: The Tang Dynasty (Part 7)

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    ? Chapter 6: The Tang Dynasty (Part 7)

    Zhang Tongru, who stayed behind in Xijing, was good at wielding power, and even Li Guiren would always tolerate him.  The soldiers at the bottom are even more afraid to offend easily.  The night patrol soldier saw the command arrow and saw that the person holding the command arrow was Jia Chang. He quickly put a smile on his face and quickly stepped aside to the side of the road.

    Jia Chang was too lazy to argue with these people. He rode on his horse and immersed himself in his journey. After a while, he returned to his house near Xiyuan.

    This house originally belonged to the royal family of Li Tang and was specially used to raise fighting cocks. At its peak, there were more than 5,000 fighting cocks inside. They danced in formation under the orders of the whistle, and they were able to win the dragon's joy every time.  When Li Longji and his son were "hunting westward", the number of fighting cocks in the yard dropped to more than 400 due to gangsters taking advantage of the situation.  Although it recovered slightly later, the scale has never reached the level of its heyday.

    Without a sufficient number of fighting cocks, the courtyard that was originally bustling with traffic became empty.  Jia Chang, the Marquis of Anle, couldn't bear the loneliness, so he brought many children from the Liyuan who had lost their livelihood to live in his home.  These children of the Liyuan Garden used to serve the royal family. They were proficient in playing, playing and singing, and could write lyrics and compose music with just one stroke.  Soon, the courtyard became lively again, and music and music continued every night.

    For more than a year, the rebels under Sun Xiaozhe have been trapped in the Great Wall most of the time. When they are bored, Jia Chang's house has become the best place to relax.  Later, Sun Xiaozhe was replaced due to unfavorable results in the battle, and Li Guiren took over. He also ran to Jia Chang's house when he had something to do.  Drinking the royal wine that was exclusively for the royal family, holding the maids who served the emperor in the arms, enjoying the songs and dances sung for the emperor in the eyes, and betting on a few cockfights on the way, how can the taste be so good?

    As the saying goes, if something is good above, it will be effective below.  The lower-level soldiers are not qualified to play with the emperor's women, so there is always no problem in betting on a few cockfights in the outer courtyard.  In addition, Jia Chang is generous, speaks humorously, and doesn't put on airs with anyone.  Soon, they were fighting with the rebels up and down.  Not only were Sun Xiaozhe, Zhang Tongru, An Qingzhong and others very polite to him, but the soldiers at the bottom of the small school were always proud to associate with Master Jia.  Gradually, the various cockfighting grounds and industries under his name became a very special presence in Chang'an City.  Even though it was already curfew time, the lights were still brightly lit.  Not only did the yamen in Chang'an and Wannian counties dare not interfere, but the soldiers patrolling at night also took a detour after seeing it.

    Tonight is another night of bright lights. From a long distance away, you can hear the sound of orchestral music in the yard.  Jia Chang didn't want to disturb the guests in the front yard, so he dismounted at the side door, threw the horse's reins to his personal guard, and quickly entered.  Walking through the garden, passing the waterside pavilion, bypassing several banquet places along the way, he went straight to his inner house.  At the door of the inner house, two big red lanterns had been set up. When the servants watching under the lanterns saw Jia Chang, they quickly glanced around, then pulled the door knocker with their fingers, exerted slight pressure, and made a "squeak" sound.  The wooden door opened, revealing two familiar faces inside.

    "Have you got the command arrow?" One of the young men with a fair face asked in a low voice, his voice soft and gentle, with a distinct Chang'an flavor.

    "Here!" Jia Chang raised his sweaty command arrow and responded in a low voice.  "The grain depot is only half a mile away from the west gate. After the third watch, everyone changed into rebel attire and followed me for inspection. Halfway through, we can turn around and rush towards the city gate!"

    "Who is on duty tonight, Ximen? Is it easy to deal with?!" The white-faced boy nodded and continued to ask.

    "He is a distant nephew of Zhang Tongru, his name is Zhang Zan. His martial arts and skills are very average. The several leading captains under his command are all fed by Jia Mou. Recently, he is worried about his family's future.  If we start taking action later, Jia will try to persuade him to surrender!"

    ¡°How confident are you?!¡± The white-faced boy hesitated and asked again.

    "This is the moment, and we have to do it whether we are sure or not. Anyway, even if Jia fails to persuade him to surrender, General Wanqi's Tiger Wing Battalion will still be cooperating outside! As long as we can delay the defenders for half a stick of incense, the Tiger Wing Battalion can  Climb to the top of the city!"

    "Yeah!" The white-faced boy gritted his teeth and asked no more questions.  There was clearly a trace of uncontrollable excitement on the young face.

    "There is still enough time, General Song might as well take a nap with the brothers first!" No matter how big the thing is, Jia Chang's face remains calm in front of everyone.

    This determination alone is enough to make the white-faced general Song Wu ashamed.  He nodded with a smile and told the more than two hundred brothers who had quietly sneaked into the city over the past few months to go back to their rooms to rest, while he held the Hengdao and walked slowly under the starlight.

    He is very familiar with this starry sky. Since he was eight years old, he has been forced by his father to train his body with the martial arts master hired by the family with a lot of money almost every night.  Through the starlight, breathe in and out, and receive the nourishment of the vitality between heaven and earth.  Learn martial arts well, and your goods will be with the emperor's family.  Fame can only be obtained on horseback, so why don't men wear Wu hook

      With this dream, he walked from the old house of the Song family to Baima Fort, and from Baima Fort to Shule.  Then we walked from Shule to Zhezhe City, Juzhanti, and Tiemenguan.  One day, I suddenly looked back and found that the Tang Dynasty that I had been fighting for was no longer there.

    What kind of hatred and despair is that?  !  Thinking of how he felt when he heard about the fall of Chang'an, Song Wu gritted his teeth, his steps became faster and faster, and his eyes shone with a compelling light.  He raised his head and looked around, expecting the third watch to come soon.  But he saw Jia Chang holding a command arrow in one hand and a wine cup in the other, sitting on a stone stool in the inner house, looking at him with a smile.

    "Master Jia, don't you want to rest for a while?" Song Wu blushed slightly, walked over and greeted in a low voice.

    "Like you, I can't sleep either!" Jia Chang took a sip of wine and handed it to Song Wu with a smile.  "Jia has been looking forward to this day since the day the rebels entered the city. I thought it would take a long time, but I didn't expect it to come so soon!"

    "Me too, I look forward to it every day!" Song Wu snatched the wine cup from Jia Chang's hand, touched it lightly with his lips, and returned it.  He doesn't drink much, so he doesn't dare to drink heavily at this moment, lest he make a mistake when killing the enemy later and delay the important event of the Anxi Army.

    "I am short and cannot go to the battlefield." Jia Chang smiled understandingly, raised his glass and continued to drink.  "It doesn't matter if you drink a little. If it hadn't been for this cup over the past year, Jia would have gone crazy for a long time!"

    "Master Jia, in Song's eyes, is higher than most people in the court!" Song Wu complimented from the bottom of his heart.  The Anxi Army's ability to take the lead in every battle is inseparable from the timely intelligence provided by Jia Chang.  Ordinary people don't understand this secret, but as one of the core figures in the army, he knows Jia Chang's role clearly.

    "Jia is just fulfilling his duty as a courtier!" Jia Chang shook his head and refused to accept the compliment. "Jia is a dwarf. He has no other merits except cockfighting. At any other time, he would have been a beggar long ago.  But he was favored by His Majesty the Emperor. Not only was he given a title and a mansion, but his father and brothers were also promoted. Jia had to repay this kindness. So no matter what other people think of the Tang Dynasty, I  But he was eating him and drinking him, and he couldn't wipe his mouth clean and flip the table over. So when the Tang Dynasty fell, Jia had to do his best to make him stand up again."

    "Well! Rebuild the Tang Dynasty!" Song Wu took the initiative to grab the wine cup from the other party's hand and took a sip.  "The Tang Dynasty has collapsed, let's rebuild the Tang Dynasty ourselves!" Around this time last year, Wang Xun used these words to pull him out of despair.  After that, although he heard about the tragic death of his brother Song Yu and witnessed all kinds of filth in the Lingwu court, the faith in his heart was like the stars above his head, never extinguished.

    Recapture Chang'an and rebuild the Tang Dynasty, more perfect than the previous one and more powerful than the previous one.  Now that this dream is just around the corner, how can we not be excited or excited?  !  As for whether this move goes against the original intention of the court, who has the time to care about it now?  Presumably the reason why the imperial court gave in to the rebels was to protect the folks in Chang'an City.  As long as the Anxi army can control the damage to a minimum after entering the city, why not be happy to enjoy the results?  !

    "They all say that Jia is a sycophant and a villain. Jia wants to show everyone whether Jia, the sycophant, is more worthy of the salary of the Tang Dynasty, or the gentlemen of them!" Jia Chang was obviously a little excited.  He looked down and added in a low voice.

    "Master Jia is not a sycophant!" Song Wu shook his head gently.  How can it be so easy to distinguish between loyalty and evil, good and evil in this era.  Gao Xianzhi was loyal to the Tang Dynasty, but he was executed by the court for embezzling military pay and passively avoiding war.  And the current head coach of the Anxi Army, Wang Xun, does not look good to the court at all times.  But no one dared to publicly accuse him of anything wrong.

    "Neither does your brother!" Jia Chang quickly reciprocated.  "I have dealt with Brother Ling. Although he loves money, he is not a bad person. If the court could adopt his and Yang Guozhong's suggestions as soon as possible, how could An Lushan be able to rise up?!"

    Song Wu smiled bitterly and stopped answering the other party's words.  When he first heard the news of his brother's death, he had thought that he would use his own merits in exchange for the court's vindication of his brother's death.  But now, this kind of thought is very indifferent, so indifferent that I almost don't want to mention it.  My brother Song Yu, whether he was a loyal minister or a sycophant, is already dead.  A dead person cannot be resurrected. As for how the court and historians evaluate him, that is someone else's business.  Song Wu didn't want to care about it, and he didn't bother to care about it.

    Jia Chang was silent for a while, and then suddenly smiled and said with a bit of sadness: "Now that this has happened, Jia is going to close down this place and other cockfighting venues in the city, retire and return to his hometown! Find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and raise his chickens."  A few hundred chickens that can only lay eggs, grow a few acres of vegetables, and live a happy life."

    "Ah?!" Song Wu was stunned, a little confused as to why Jia Chang suddenly became so depressed.  "My lord,A unique skill" Halfway through his words of comfort, he swallowed them back, "I mean, I mean, it would be a pity if there is no successor to your master's ability in training fighting cocks!  "

    "What a pity!" Jia Chang smiled and shook his head.  "It's not a real career after all. What about you, what are you going to do after the Tang Dynasty is rebuilt?! Are you going to go back to Anxi? Or stay in the Central Plains?"

    "I" Song Wu was stunned by the question and had no words to answer.  Suddenly, he realized that he didn't know the answer at all.

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