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The Flag Enters Yanyun Chapter 102 Returning to the Countryside

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    "I don't know, but before I came here, Wang Dutong told me that everything will be at the command of Commander Tong!" Zhou Ping answered with his head lowered.  "Well!" Tong Guan smoothed his beard under his chin and suddenly sighed: "Zhou Supervisor, you are indeed my lucky general and Fang La's bane!" Zhou Ping pretended to be at a loss, but in his heart  He slandered: "Who is your lucky general? It's just that Tong Guan, your military discipline is too poor." It turns out that after the Song Army occupied Hangzhou, a motley army like Zhou Ping was naturally not qualified to enter such a wealthy county to reap benefits, so he immediately  He was kicked to the other side of the Qiantang River and alerted to inquire about Fang Lajun's movements.  But he didn't want Zhou Ping to cross the river. Almost every day, groups of peasant troops came to surrender.  It turned out that these counter-rebellion Song troops burned, killed, and looted wherever they went, and the killings were extremely heavy. Not only were most of the captured peasant soldiers killed, but even those who surrendered voluntarily had their heads chopped off as evidence of receiving rewards.  Only after Zhou Ping defeated Fang Qifei's tribe at the foot of Xiuzhou City, he released all the surrendered and captives, and even distributed some food rations. As soon as he went back and forth, he became known as the "Bodhisattva Prisoner" in Liang Zhejiang, and many people followed Fang La.  Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the peasant army who was involved in the incident ran to the "Bodhisattva Custody" and handed over their weapons and part of the looted property. Zhou Ping counted the number of people, made a roster, and sent them all back to their hometowns. Unexpectedly, a few days later, a group of peasant soldiers were sent back to their hometowns.  A strange thing.  There is a stone cave called Bangyuan Cave in Qingxi County, Fangla¡¯s hometown. It is about 40 miles wide and deep. It is very secretive. Even the locals rarely know the path.  When Fang La was in trouble, he used this place as his base, and transported most of the plundered food and treasure here, preparing to return here and wait for changes if the war went bad.  But as the situation becomes more and more unfavorable.  A leader named Wang Luqiang took action and ran to Zhou Ping to tell the whole story about Yuandong.  Wang Luqiang also suggested that the Manichaeans would store all their savings in the cave, and the sergeants would be stationed at a dangerous location outside the mountain. The mountain road was dangerous and there would be many casualties if they attacked along the way. It would be better to send a small team of elites to take a small road to the entrance of the cave and kill them.  Enter the cave and capture the leader inside.  Naturally, the guards outside could not be stopped without a fight.  Zhou Ping did not dare to neglect after learning about it.  He immediately reported the matter to Wang Zhen, who immediately asked Zhou Ping to take Wang Luqiang to Tong Guan's place.  "Where is Wang Luqiang?" Tong Guan pondered for a moment and asked suddenly.  "Just by the road, with the two villains!" "Yes!" Tong Guan nodded.  Suddenly asked: "Zhou is in custody. Do you know why Wang Dutong sent you to come to me?" "I don't know, you villain?" Zhou Ping bowed.  He paused for a while and replied: "But Wangdutong must have his reasons for letting the villain come. Ever since the villain joined the army, Wangdutong has been treating the villain very well. Although the villain is stupid, he understands in his heart!  "Well! Supervisor Zhou, you really understand Zhengchen's hard work!" Tong Guan nodded with satisfaction. It turned out that after Zhou Ping reported the matter, he gave Wang Zhen a problem: if it was only for military considerations.  , Zhou Ping's subordinates are the most qualified to carry out the mission of surprise attack on Gangyuan Cave. After all, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better.  However, if a motley army like Zhou Ping could accomplish such a great feat as capturing Fang La, they would not be able to convince the general public in the southward army with the Western Army as the main body.  Wang Zhen simply kicked the ball to his boss Tong Guan. He asked Zhou Ping to be the messenger and wanted Tong Guan to reward him and secretly compensate for the loss.  Wang Xun vaguely mentioned something in his heart, and Tong Guan naturally understood. At this time, seeing Zhou Ping so smart and nodding his head, he couldn't help but feel happy.  "Zhou is in custody. I heard that the situation in Jeju is unstable. It has been some time since your troops went south, so please return to Jeju as soon as possible!" Tong Guan said this with a smile on his face: "There is no need to rush.  Before heading out, we should sort out the baggage first, and then report the list of meritorious generals. I will consider it of course!" "Thank you Tong Shuai!" Zhou Ping bowed to the ground. At this time, he understood the meaning of Tong Guan's words and calmed Fang La's head.  It is not his own, and as compensation for himself, he is allowed to take away all the money and silk he has obtained, giving priority to the merits of his subordinates. With Tong Guan's prestige and status at this time, it is natural for him to be a humble official like him.  And Jue, no matter what, I think this Tong Guan is a good and considerate boss!  At the end of February in the third year of Xuanhe, Hangzhou Beiguan Gate.  This is the only north gate of Hangzhou City, and it is also the oldest city gate. The southern end of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal is here. People selling rice, transporting goods, and buying incense are here day and night, and it has gradually become a bustling city.  After the Ming Dynasty, it was renamed Wulin Gate, and the famous Hangzhou landmark Wulin Gate was located here.  When Fang La escaped, a fire burned the place to ashes, but after all, most of the military supplies of Tong Guan's army of more than 100,000 were transferred through the canal, and the remaining tens of thousands of people in the city relied on them for food and clothing.  water transport.  Just the food and clothing for the workers who load and unload firewood every day is a big deal.  So just over a month after Fang La fled Hangzhou, there were many thatched huts and reed houses outside Beiguan Gate, and the sound of selling tea, wine, porridge and cakes was endless, and it had already recovered a little.Normal weather.  "Come on, come on! Beiqin (the contemptuous name for northerners at that time by southerners) is coming!" With a burst of exclamation, the vendors carrying poles and baskets outside Beiguan Gate packed up their belongings and fled in all directions.  Even those in the thatched hut who could not escape had their doors ajar, looking like a disaster was imminent.  After a while, a group of sergeants came out of the city, and behind them were groups of laborers carrying burdens and wheelbarrows.  The Hangzhou people in the shop beside the road who had no time to escape looked at the heavy burdens and deep wheel tracks with complicated expressions. They were already familiar with the flags of the Northern Army and knew that this was the "Bodhisattva Prison" team that was not easy to kill, but the burdens and  The property on the wheelbarrow was also demanded from them.  "Brother Chang, we see each other after thousands of miles, but we must say goodbye eventually!" In the pavilion outside the north gate, Zhou Ping raised his glass to Chang Zongtian and said: "Today you and I drank this glass of wine, so let's say goodbye here!  "Okay!" Chang Zongtian drank the wine in one gulp and said with a smile: "We are rough people, so I won't say anything about it. Brothers of the Zhou family, you are so precious!" "Thank you, Brother Chang!"  Zhou Ping drank all the wine in the glass and put it aside: "The Fang La Rebellion can be put down in just ten months. On the day of the triumphant return to the army, I also invite Brother Chang to come to Jeju. I will sweep the steps."  Welcome and get drunk together with Brother Chang! " "Okay, okay!" Chang Zongtian laughed: "At least you are a commander or something, so you will naturally be troubled!" Zhou Ping smiled slightly,  But he didn't answer. There were some words in his heart that were naturally inexplicable to outsiders.  According to the custom of the time, the two of them broke off willow branches along the road and gave them to each other. Zhou Ping got on the boat, and the boatman immediately weighed the anchor.  As soon as they entered the cabin and sat down, Luo Sheer stepped forward and whispered: "Lang Jun, the important things are all packed. Some of them are on your boat, and the rest are on the following boats." "Okay!" Zhou Ping  He nodded with satisfaction and asked: "No one else knows, right?" "Please don't worry, Mr. Lang. We only tell the outside world that they are some local products from the south of the Yangtze River. Mr. Lang took them back to give away, and no one else will know!" "Okay, then!"  That's good!" Since the draft of this kind of boat in the canal is not deep, the cabin is also relatively cramped. Zhou Ping saw Luo Sheer standing aside with her back slightly hunched, and said with a smile: "Sheer, sit down and talk, you are also starting from Jiu.  The good Chengxinlang and the imperial envoy no longer need to be like servants." It turned out that after Zhou Ping returned from Tong Guan, he listed all the capable people around him on the victory document, and Tong Guan was also happy.  Accepting everything according to the order, Luo Sheer is now a small envoy (a low-level military attach¨¦ in the Song Dynasty).  "She'er even received his life from the husband, so an official position is nothing!" When Luo Sheer said this, she suddenly smiled: "Besides, if the husband is not greedy for wealth, but collects useful things, then  I know that Langjun will never be a thing in the pool in the future. It is a blessing for me to follow Langjun!" At this point, he sang to Zhou Ping: "I want to go outside and see the sailors, so as not to get into trouble!  "What's wrong!" Zhou Ping nodded. It turned out that the goods in his bilge were not the Jiangnan native products that were trafficked back to Jeju for sale, but eighty pairs of iron armor.  The cargo placed in the bilges of the other three ships is a large amount of horns and tendons. Both horns and tendons are necessary materials for making horn bows. They were very important military supplies in ancient times.  For the Chinese civilization, where agriculture is the foundation of the country, privately slaughtering cattle is a serious crime. Even if you have money, it is very difficult to obtain a large amount of horns and tendons.  After the Fang La uprising, a large number of cattle were slaughtered in order to make weapons. They had to escape before they could invest in making crossbows. These horns and tendons also became a petition submitted by a peasant army leader to Zhou Ping.  Zhou Ping hid it privately. He also knew the sensitivity of these muscles and corners, so he only told Luo Sheer. Externally, he only said that it was a native product of Jiangnan and planned to transport it back to his relatives and friends.  There was no one in the cabin. Zhou Ping opened the bottom cover on the side. Dozens of boxes were neatly placed on the bottom floor. He opened a wooden box and found that there were layers of silver ingots inside.  Zhou Ping picked up a piece casually and weighed it twice in his hand. There was a rough texture on his fingertips. Not long ago, these silver ingots were utensils and jewelry. For the convenience of carrying, they were squeezed into blocks and brought back to Jeju before being re-melted.  Zhou Ping put the silver ingots back into the wooden box. There were more than thirty wooden boxes like this. Under these wooden boxes were tightly wrapped rattan boxes, which contained the eighty collared iron armors.  Zhou Ping looked at the cargo in the bottom cabin and couldn't help but think.  Now there are two paths before Zhou Ping: Either he can be a loyal minister of the Song Dynasty and use his knowledge of the future to help the Song Dynasty overcome the humiliation of Jingkang.  But if you want to take this path, don't think about not doing anything big in your life, because according to the system of the Song Dynasty, ordinary people have only two ways to enter the core of power: take the imperial examination and official career, or cut off their own children.  Father-in-law¡¯s glorious road, and these two roadsIt is absolutely impossible to leave in peacetime.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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