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The fierce north wind has failed to succeed. Chapter 19: Love

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    On February 25, the sixth year of the Apocalypse, the Capital City This area of ??the Capital City became lively after the Dongjiang Army stationed outside the South Gate two days ago.  Today, the imperial road leading from the South Gate to Daming Gate was even more crowded with people on both sides.  There are many residential houses on both sides of the royal road. Today, these owners are repeatedly alerted by knocks on the door. There are always strangers standing outside their doors and politely asking if they can spend a few coins to ask the owners to give up a small space on the roof or wall.  Come.  At first, there were only sporadic people climbing on the roof, but as time went by, the walls were soon filled with many people.  Many scholars put aside their elegance, tied up their robes, rolled up their sleeves, and climbed up the wall.  Finally, there were even female relatives appearing on the roofs on both sides of the road. They carefully put sheets or straw paper under their skirts and then started to look around happily.  Near the city gate, there were already huge crowds of people watching at dawn. They were constantly arguing about how the officers and soldiers of Changsheng Island would appear today.  Many people in the waiting crowd had seen the military dispatch ceremony of generals such as Jun Song and Liu Ting. At that time, all the Liao generals galloped out of the capital city gate. Among them, Jun Song even danced topless for the people.  A broadsword all the way.  "Take the twelve prefectures of Shanxi first" "The other elements will attack the Yatou" "Looking back, the Qin fortress is as low as a horse" "Gradually we can see that the Yellow River flows straight north."  The faint sound of military songs floated from the distance and seemed to be accompanied by a vague sound.  The sound of drums rises and falls together in the spring breeze.  Although the sound was far away, it was like a spark splashing into a powder keg.  The waiting crowd roared with excitement.  After the moment of excitement, everyone held their breath, stood on tiptoes, and used their hands to catch the looming voice in the wind, waiting eagerly.  "The power of heaven rolls over the earth and crosses the Yellow River" "Thousands of miles of Qiang people sing Han songs" "Mo Yan crosses the mountain and water flows backwards" "Going from Jiaoxi to make an enbo."  The loud singing came in from outside the city wall.  Under He Dingyuan's strict guidance, the officers and soldiers sang every word very clearly.  Combined with the rumbling waist drum sound, it is full of northwest charm.  Some people in the crowd had heard the military songs of the Qin army and could not help but whisper in confusion: How could the Changsheng Island soldiers sing the triumphal song of the Gansu-Shaanxi frontier army when they are clearly Liaodong frontier troops?  However, most people did not pay attention to this. They were all affected by the rough singing. The continuous low drum sound also showed a shocking and majestic spirit.  The songs sung by hundreds of people in unison were overwhelming. The people who came to the capital excitedly looked towards the south gate, hoping that the children would also be lifted up on their heads by their fathers.  The children sucked their fingers silently, and their dark eyes were wide open on their childish faces.  Gradually, the originally loud singing voice became lower and lower, and the last line of the song became inaudible.  Just when the sound was about to fade away, suddenly a Dongjiang flag soldier holding a big red snake flag had passed through the city gate and walked into the sight of the people of the capital.  Huang Shi, holding his sword in his left hand, followed closely behind the flag-bearing soldier. He kept singing loudly along with his officers and soldiers.  After approaching the city gate, he threw his right arm straight out.  Kicking his legs high, he was the second to walk up the imperial path.  At this time, contrary to the silence of the singing, the passionate waist drum was sounding violently.  There is a whole row of drummers five meters behind Huangshi. They are looking straight ahead, just like they are on the battlefield leading their comrades to charge.  He kept his mouth tight and hit the drum head hard.  They beat this magnificent drum sound with all their heart and soul. Only the officers and soldiers of Changsheng Island, who are ready to die, can have such a soaring fighting spirit, and only the invincible pride can inspire such a majestic spirit.  Between this group of drummers and Huang Shi, Duncan walked alone, holding his beloved Scottish bagpipes in his arms. Huang Shi quietly ordered a set of bagpipes for him after he was rewarded in the Nanguan War last year.  The Jesuits finally found one in Macau.  Huang Shi gave this bagpipe to Duncan as a birthday gift in the middle of last year. From then on, he played it on Changsheng Island when he had nothing to do.  At the same time, the people also heard this melodious music. Although the music was extremely melodious and sad, it was still tenacious and came out from the earth-shattering drums.  It's like lightning piercing the dark clouds and fog, or like the pines and cypresses standing upright on the cliffs in the weeping tune.  He has an unyielding and proud character.  At this time, Duncan was already immersed in his own performance. In addition to serving as military music, he had also played this piece at many funerals this year. Zhang Zaidi also wrote several reports to Huang Shi about this. He believed that Duncan's instrument was very suitable for playing in  Promotion in the military, especially at funerals, was both graceful and touching, as well as lofty and ambitious. He gave tens of thousands of words of reports. In short, he had arranged for several priests to study with Duncan.  In addition to Zhang Zaidi, He Dingyuan also fell in love with this instrument after listening to Duncan's performance. Later, every time he encountered fallen officers and soldiers being buried, He Dingyuan would stand behind Duncan and listen quietly for a while. He also talked to Huang?Said: If he fails to go home one day, don't forget to ask Duncan to play double for him.  However, compared with Zhang Zaidi, He Dingyuan's evaluation of this instrument was very brief, with only two sentences: "This music is very suitable for the death of a warrior, so it is also very suitable for me." The officers and soldiers of Changsheng Island held spears or guns with their right hands.  Gun placed the weapon on his shoulder, kicked his legs high and level, and filed into the capital from the south gate in neat steps.  Under the control of drumbeats, starting from the commander-in-chief of the army like Huang Shi, and ending with the lowest-ranking ordinary soldiers of the two battalions, nearly five thousand officers and soldiers walked in unison, as if they were a giant striding forward with heavy steps that made the earth tremble.  Now, in addition to the original red tassel, Huangshi's helmet also has a foot-high white feather. Not only him, but also Duncan behind him, Duncan's drummer behind him, and behind the drummer - five thousand officers and soldiers inside and outside the city.  Each of them has a white tail feather standing on his helmet.  This batch of snow-white feathers including peacock feathers is one of the rewards given by the emperor the day before yesterday. Emperor Tianqi promised: From today until the end of the world, the officers of the fire fighting and front selection battalions in Dongjiang Town are eligible to wear white peacock feathers on their red tassels.  Ordinary soldiers can also use white feathers as helmet decorations; in addition, the flags of these two battalions are also equipped with three golden ermine tails on top, and they are now flying in the air together with the snake flag.  In addition to peacock feathers and golden mink tails, Emperor Tianqi also gave the officers and soldiers of the two battalions twenty tiger skins and two hundred bear skins. Now the officers in Huangshi and below have taken off the cotton hems of their helmets and decorated them with tiger skin ear protection and turbans.  On their helmets, the soldiers of both battalions also wore bearskin scarves.  The white feathers, red tassels, tiger skins, battle armor, passionate drumming, and neat steps made the people in the capital who were originally preparing to cheer fiercely lose the ability to raise their voices.  They watched quietly as the machine-like Dongjiang Iron Army passed in front of them. Many people began to swallow saliva involuntarily. The huge feeling of strangeness forced the distance between the soldiers and civilians.  Huang Shi walked on the silent royal road. The crowd in front of him was always more lively than the people around him and behind him. Among the people in front of him, there were always spectators who were pushing and jumping.  But as they saw the appearance of the officers and soldiers of Changsheng Island, their curiosity seemed to disappear in an instant. The originally surging crowd quickly calmed down. Ordinary people, as well as the officials of the capital who maintained order.  They couldn't help but put smiles on their faces, and the glances they cast towards her were all filled with awe.  The army rumbled past the royal road in full swing, but on both sides of this vibrant snake, it was as if a cold wind was blowing, and all the vitality and fluctuations were frozen.  The deathly silent crowd and the flaming army were obviously close to each other, but the soldiers and civilians were as clear as ice and fire in the confrontation until they were broken by a loud cry "Prince Shaobao Lord." A woman suddenly appeared  She screamed and rushed out of the crowd. Her shrill screams cut through the silence of the crowd and stopped the drums.  Huang Shi looked at the anxious face: it was a face full of wrinkles and weathered.  And those eyes were full of anxiety, expectation and deep pleading, which made him slow down involuntarily.  This shout also woke up the government officials who were maintaining order. They immediately caught the woman who rushed out, but she struggled desperately.  She was so strong that the two government officials were unable to stop her for a while.  "Prince Shaobao." When the shout rang out again, the woman was almost dragged away by the yamen. Huang Shi raised his hand to stop the person and at the same time stopped the drummer behind him.  "Thank you, Mr. Prince Shaobao." Seeing this, the woman struggled to get rid of the yamen servant and rushed towards Huangshi.  The person who was arresting her behind her was stunned and did not catch up. The woman knelt at Huang Shi's feet and pulled his painting and begged: "Sir, please save my son." Before Huang Shi could answer, the woman turned around.  shouted to the crowd.  After she shouted a few times, Huang Shi saw a few more men squeeze out.  They were timidly dragging a tied man along.  These people's eyes wandered around the government servants, each of them bent down so much that they almost dropped their faces to the ground. Unlike them, the woman ran back like a tiger and tried her best to drag them towards Huangshi.  The team had completely stopped. In full view of everyone, the woman ran up to Huang Shi and hugged his trousers. As if she was afraid that Huang Shi would fly away, the men behind her slowly lifted the tied man up.  The person who came over was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. His eyes were distracted and his mouth was tied with a rope. He was tightly tied to the door panel under him.  By the time they arrived, the woman had been pleading to Huang Shi for a long time, which probably meant that she was young and widowed and had a hard time raising her son.  The ghost was driven away: "Prince Shaobao, you are Lord Wuquxing. I beg you for your great power to possess me."Get rid of the ghosts on your body" Huang Shi helped the woman up. Her son had been laid flat on the ground. Huang Shi glanced at the crowd around him, and they all looked at him eagerly. - It may fall into the hands of someone with ulterior motives.  In people's eyes, I was accused of buying people's hearts The most important thing is that it is impossible and useless. The woman beside me begged Huang Shi and walked to the madman and squatted beside him.  He was twisting and struggling in front of him Although he was a madman, Huang Shi could see that he was a delicate young man. His head was neatly combed by his mother, and the clothes on his body were also clean under the ropes that bound his hands and feet.  They also carefully put a cloth on them - Poor parents in the world. Huang Shi gently put his hand on the young man's forehead, trying to calm him down, and then looked back at his mother who was filled with tears of gratitude and asked softly.  : ¡°What do you need me to do?  "  No miracles happen. Huang Shi scolded and slapped him hard twice, but the ghost still refused to leave. After untying the rope from the lunatic's mouth, he spat on Huang Shi's face. In front of everyone,  Amidst the exclamations, Huang Shi stood up with an apologetic look and said to the poor mother: "I'm sorry.  I tried my best.  " "It's much better. It's much better.  To Huang Shi's surprise, the woman's face was full of gratitude. She greeted the people who came with her and carried her son away again. Before leaving, she thanked Huang Shi profusely and said, "I will definitely wait until Gui Le is gone in two days."  Let Quanzi set up a longevity tablet for the Prince Shaobao.  " "It will definitely be fine. What kind of ghost can withstand the murderous aura of Wuqu Xingjun?"  " The woman's figure disappeared into the crowd. Her nagging voice gradually disappeared from Huang Shi's ears. Huang Shi stretched out his hand to wipe away the saliva that the madman spat on his face. He looked helplessly at the crowd around him:  With a dull expression on his face, the onlookers in the capital, as well as Huangshi's guards, flag bearers, and drummers, fell into a dead silence. Huangshi swallowed and couldn't think of anything to say for a while under the gaze of countless eyes.  Slowly walked back to his position, coughed at the drummers, and planned to start marching again. After seeing Huang Shi's eyes, the drummers also made preparations listlessly, and they also had embarrassed expressions on their faces.  A group of frustrated footballs suddenly burst out with a lone shout from the crowd behind Huang Shi: "Huang Gongbao cured a crazy person!  "The sudden shouting went straight into the sky. It was like the ripples on the lake spreading through the crowd faster than a galloping horse. "Yes, I saw it too.  " "Yes, it's cured.  " " Huang Gongbao, the Buddha of thousands of families!  "" Because of the unfamiliarity between the soldiers and the people, and because of the murderous aura emanating from the warriors who fought a hundred battles, the barrier formed was like eternal ice, but with this spring thunder-like cheers, it melted and disintegrated like snowflakes under the rising sun.  The fanatical people in the capital had no time to ask what was going on, so they rushed towards the Changsheng Island officers and soldiers. In a blink of an eye, Huang Shi was surrounded by adoring crowds. They were all proud of being able to touch Huang Shi's armor.  They clamored for Huang Shi to borrow some of their nobility and righteousness to leave. Huang Shi was so crowded by the people in the capital that he couldn't move. The government officials who were supposed to maintain order almost jumped on him, grabbed Huang Shi's arm and shouted at the people around him: "I saw it."  I saw with my own eyes that Huang Gongbao really came down to earth!  " Huang Shi tried his best to distinguish at first: "Fathers, you have misunderstood.  " But his voice was mercilessly drowned in the overwhelming shouts. Finally, Huang Shi's voice also changed: "Yes, all the elders, come and share my blessing.  " At this time, Huang Shi was bursting into tears without realizing it - this is the country I swore to defend. This is the God that my descendants from Changsheng Island paid for with their blood and sweat! How much I love all of this!  The officers and soldiers of Changsheng Island are here  At that time, everyone was in chaos in the fire-fighting camp. Several strings of money were stuffed into the arms of General Manager Li Gen. Just now, there was a person who couldn't get closer to the army without saying anything, so he threw a silver coin at Li Gen from a distance and hit him hard.  The soldiers around him were stuffed with various things. For example, a fat middle-aged man who was just behind Li Gen squeezed over and pushed a bag of fruits into his mouth without any explanation.  She shouted to him in a crying voice: "The poor child must not have had a few full meals in the military camp.  " "Brother, you must have never tasted this in Liaodong!  "Dugu Qiu, who was dizzy, felt that someone had put something around his neck again. After he struggled to keep up with the team, he realized that there was another heavy, round coarse cloth bag on his chest, which also contained an emerald green bag.  Big winter melon.¡­ Since ancient times, there has been no rule for the emperor to wait for his ministers, and the Ming Dynasty is certainly no exception. Emperor Tianqi was sitting in the main hall drinking tea from time to time. From time to time, eunuchs ran in to report the situation on the imperial street.  "Long live the Lord, I found out clearly that there was a crazy person who used the murderous aura of General Huang to drive away the possessed Gui Chong. As a result, everyone outside seemed to be crazy" The young emperor listened to the information obtained by the eunuch.  After he laughed with relish, Gu Fu, who came to talk to the emperor today, suddenly said thoughtfully: "Are the people rushing to stuff money into the hands of the soldiers? It turns out that General Huang is so popular with the people, I really didn't realize it."  " These words seemed to sting Tianqi, causing his hearty laughter to stop abruptly. When he saw the emperor glancing over coldly, Gu Fu was about to leave his seat to apologize when he heard an angry voice coming from next to him: "That's wrong, Mr. Gu Ge.  "
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