surnamed Wang

Chapter 478
Wang Qianshan couldn't help frowning when he heard the old man's words:
"They eat and drink for free, so Beitu doesn't care?"

"What do you care?" The old man shook his head, "Most of these people are soldiers from the neighborhood, and they have never treated us as human beings. A few decades ago, if some beautiful girl was seen walking on the street by them, In the middle of the night, they have to be robbed and returned to the barracks..."

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly stopped talking, and after a while, he sighed and continued:
"Although North Turkistan has paid more attention to the fourteen prefectures in recent years, some Han people can also enter the North Turkistan court by virtue of their own abilities, but those who are not of our race must have different hearts. Those who have already entered the court as officials It's not a human being, but fortunately, with the power in hand, the North Turkistan Army in the Fourteen States dare not be as blatant as before."

While the old man was talking, the smell of steamed buns came from the direction of the stove. The old man got up and left, and soon brought two drawers of steamed stuffed buns, which looked like Jiangnan steamed buns.

Putting the buns in front of the two people whose stomachs were rumbling, the old man showed a smile on his face and said:

"The old man's ancestors were from the south of the Yangtze River, and he was also from a noble family. Song Mo came here to do business. At that time, it happened to catch up with the Yuan army's invasion. Not to mention his family's wealth was plundered, and people were also trapped in this place.

The next few generations lived a very poor life, at least the skill of making steamed stuffed buns has not fallen, but now the old man has no children and no daughters, and he is able to do it day by day. "

Wang Gangquan stuffed a bun into his mouth, it was not too hot, he chewed and swallowed it, and then said:
"The old man didn't think about going back to the Central Plains?"

"Why don't you think so?" The old man sighed, "When my father was alive, he read the books of sages, and the old man often talked about 'Fireworks will go to Yangzhou in March' after dinner, saying that that is the real homeland of the dealer, and that future generations will one day come to Yangzhou." Fallen leaves return to their roots.

But so many years have passed, and the dynasty has not regained the fourteen states. I waited from youth to middle age, and then from middle age to old age. Witness the day when the Central Plains regained lost ground. "

At the end of the old man's speech, his eye sockets were slightly red, but he immediately forced out a smile and said: "I made you two laugh. Once I get older, I will unconsciously talk more."

Before Wang Gangquan could open his mouth, Wang Qianshan took the lead and said, "The dynasty has recovered the fourteen states, old man, don't you know?"

"Ah?" The old man was taken aback, he looked at the young man, and recalled carefully with his not so bright head.

These years, he has set up a stall on this road almost every day, rain or shine, and there are so many people going back and forth on the official road, but he has never heard that the fourteen states will change the day.And not long ago, a steady stream of North Turkistan troops marched southward, and it was heard that they were going to attack the Central Plains. At that time, the old man worried the people of the Central Plains.

Seeing the old man's appearance, Wang Gingquan guessed something in his heart, he nodded in agreement and said:

"It is true. In the war not long ago, the Dynasty won. Beitu not only retreated honestly, but also promised to return all fourteen prefectures. Now His Majesty has ordered someone to hand over. This is the border of Guizhou. The state is located in the hinterland, with Shunzhou to the east and Youzhou to the south, it will take some time for the news to reach here."

As soon as Wang Gangquan finished speaking, there was a sound of horseshoes on the southeast official road, and the smoke and dust filled the sky and covered the sun, making the two large flags very eye-catching.

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The horse team approached, and the three of them saw clearly the content on the flag.The first rider held a big yellow flag bordered with red, with the word "King" written in the middle of the flag, surrounded by Kowloon, it was an out-and-out imperial flag.Followed by it is a blue and gray flag with the word "strict" written in sharp and majestic style.

The old man lost his mind for a moment, staring blankly at the armored team.

When a man dressed as a general at the front saw the old man, he reined in the reins first, and the troops behind also stopped their horses at the same time, without showing a trace of panic.

The general got off his horse, came to the old man, clasped his fists and said:
"This old man, dare to ask how far it is to go to Guizhou."

The old man was still in shock, and when he heard the question from the other side, he tremblingly said:

"Master, where are you from?"

"This general came from Kaipingwei and belongs to the Yan family army in the north. This time he came to take over Guizhou under the order of the emperor, so he won't disturb the local people."

The old man's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he raised his hand to show the way, but before he could speak, the old man's tears flowed down uncontrollably.

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Wang Quanquan, father and son, had withdrawn and left when the old man was in a daze, and after a bumpy afternoon, they finally entered Guizhou City in the dark.

Maybe it was because they hadn't been notified yet, but the soldiers guarding the city of Guizhou still scrupulously checked the passers-by, and would chat with people who entered the city from time to time on the way to verify their identities.

The father and son stopped not far from the city gate, Wang Gangquan said calmly:

"The next thing we see is the real life of the people in the fourteen prefectures of Wuyou. When Yuan soldiers went south, the sixteen prefectural cities were the first to bear the brunt.

Confucian state in the far north was the first to fall, and the Yuan army broke into the city and burned, killed and looted wantonly, and then continued south to the palace to Guizhou city.

At that time, the city was guarded by a general named Huainanhua. He did not follow the example of the generals of Confucian state to defend the city, nor did he follow the example of the generals of Wuzhou to take the initiative to attack. drop.

An undamaged city is most suitable as a front stop for going south. Relying on this, the Northern Yuan army took sixteen prefectures step by step, and finally completely entered the Central Plains.

It is true that Bei Yuan did not treat this general who peddled the country for glory, and directly gave him a position second only to the prince. The powerful Xiao family at that time also took him under the door. Huai Nanhua suddenly became Xiao Nanhua. His ancestors would have smashed the coffin boards if they found out.

Maybe it's because Huai Nanhua has done too many bad things, since Huai Nanhua changed his family, he has always acted in a low-key manner, surrounded by guards like clouds, and even his only son was secretly adopted by him to another member of the Xiao family.

The Xiao family is flourishing, and there has always been no shortage of generals who can fight well. After Huai Nanhua's death, his son wore a big official hat, but the crimes committed by the Huai family were too serious, even No matter how hidden it is, it will still be dug out by someone with a heart.

The only descendant of the Huai family was hunted and killed hundreds of times in the next 20 years. Although he did not have the skills of his father, he was even more afraid of death. a guard. "

When Wang Gangquan said this, he stopped talking, turned his head to look at his adolescent son with embarrassment, the latter didn't show anything special, and said calmly:
"and then?"

"Then there was someone who was more tolerant than him. They flattered him for more than ten years and took him to various brothels. In the end, this descendant of the Huai family died in Hualiu, a very painful death.

Everyone thought that the seedlings were extinct when they went home, so they didn't pay any more attention. Besides, the Central Plains at that time was already under the control of Beiyuan, and it was too late to assassinate the royal family. down. "

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(End of this chapter)