The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 101 Murder and Arson

After Ning Wan, I kept talking about going to see Sun Jie's residence, but Sun Jie kept rejecting it.

Jiannu's huge mission is coming, so I can take this opportunity to let Ning Wan and I see Sun Jie's true strength, and catch him all by the way.

Sony and his team entered Tongguan. In fact, there were not many defenders here.A while ago, most of them were transferred to the vicinity of the capital by Chongzhen.

They didn't just come here to "proclaim the decree", they also wanted to investigate the internal situation of Ming Dynasty along the way, so that it would be convenient for Huang Taiji to make strategies in the future.

Sony, Obai, and Ma Guozhu are all members of Huang Taiji, and this Nikan has an equally close relationship with Huang Taiji, so of course they have to think about Huang Taiji.

The distance from Xi'an Fucheng is getting closer and closer, and I received a message from Ningwan in the city.

Sun Jie proposed to greet them outside the city, and then they will go north to the station together.

This was supported by Ning Wanwo.

Ning Wan, the stone in my heart fell to the ground, but it would crush him to death.

At least for now, he is in a happy mood.

Going out early in the morning, Sun Jie took Ning Wan and I away from the east gate.

The barren Shaanxi does not rain all year round, and the weeds on the roadside look like they are scorched.

A gust of wild wind blew, and the scorched leaves were covered with loess, making it even more dilapidated.

The horseshoes stepped on these weeds, not only trampled off the loess above, but also broke the backbone of the weeds, and buried them deeply in the soil.

After passing a ruined temple, the weeds there are growing well, although they are still a little burnt yellow, but they are more green.

There was a rancid smell in the air, and I didn't suspect Ningwan after passing here.

In the years of famine, this rancid smell is too common.

Under the shadow of the ruined walls, a skull that had already rotted into white bones stood there quietly, and its empty eye sockets kept staring at me.

A wild crow flew from the sky and landed on the ground next to the skull, paws scratching the ground non-stop.

In the distance, a few hungry, green-lighting wild dogs pounced on quietly, and it was another fight between crows and dogs.

There were a few fiery clouds on the edge of the sky, and the scorching sunset ignited them again, half the sky was on fire.

Standing on the official road, Sun Jie took an aluminum military jug from Chen Hu beside him, and suddenly poured a few mouthfuls of clean water.

Ning Wan and I looked sideways at the water bottle in Sun Jie's hand.

I have never seen such an exquisite water bottle, and I don't know how much better than the water bladders in the Jiannu army.

Just about to ask about the origin of this kettle, a huge team appeared at the end of the official road.

This is a caravan of Shanxi merchants, stretching back and forth for nearly two miles.

In addition to the enslavement corps, there were also goods transported by Shanxi merchants to Shaanxi, most of which were private salt.

They are covered by officials of the Jin lineage, and it is not uncommon to sell private salt.

However, this kind of good business won't last long, and Sun Jie has already begun to lay out salt.

There was a gust of wind blowing head-on, and there was a lot of dust in the air.

There is no greening on the roads, the yellow soil cannot retain soil, and the loess rolled up by the carriage ruts will stretch for several miles when the wind blows.

There were bursts of creaking sounds, and the convoy stopped in front of Sun Jie.

People like Sony already knew that Sun Jie was waiting for them outside the city, so they didn't find it strange.

He jumped off the horse first, a smile slipped out from under the goatee, and then widened.

A high-pitched voice sounded, with a strong taste of Liaodong, and he cupped his hands towards Sun Jie and walked over:
"Dare to ask, but General Sun Jiesun is in person?! I am Hesheli Sony!"

I almost didn't understand what he said. It was 300 years away from modern times. Even though the general language was not bad, Sony was an out-and-out slave, and confusion was inevitable.

Sun Jie smiled back and said politely:
"You all come from afar, but you live in the wind and sleep in the open, I'm Sun Jie!"

I already know who the person is, it was stated in the message sent to Ning Wan me a while ago.

Sun Jie looked at the people in front of him and speculated in his heart:

"This person is Hesheli Sony, and the skinny person at the end should be Ma Guozhu.

The remaining two tall guys should be Aobai and Nikan.Just don't know which one is which.

These people's skills are not small, this time they chopped them up together, and I don't know if Huang Taiji will jump up and scold them. "

Withdrawing his thoughts, he bowed his hands to the others.

There must be superficial things that should be done. Before cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, these animals must be full, let alone these people.

Sony's expression was very warm, as if Sun Jie was his old friend for many years.

Aobai had no expression on his face, he kept his face sullen and didn't know what he was thinking.

That Nikan had a "noble" look, and the contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

Ma Guozhu is a cowardly guy, he shrinks to the back, his eyes dodge.

Ning Wan, a traitor, relied on my acquaintance with both sides, so I acted as an "intermediary" and introduced people from both sides to each other.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Ning Wan and I looked at Sun Jie.

While opening his mouth, a smile appeared on his face:
"General Sun once said that this is going to be stationed? I don't know if it counts?!"

Sun Jie said with a smile: "Naturally, you are powerful, but I am not weak. It's like doing business. As a seller, I have to let the buyer inspect the goods. I can't let you do a loss-making business!"

This remark made Sonny very happy, he laughed and said a few compliments to Sun Jie.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the sun could no longer be seen in the western sky, only the fading Huoshaoyun remained.

Sun Jie led these people to Fuping Fort.

Sonny, who was full of thoughts, rode beside Sun Jie, and talked to Sun Jie with a smile.

"I heard that those who speak of heroes are all young. When I see you today, I will know that these words are true.

My emperor's grandson is like Emperor Zhaolie's Mr. Wolong, like a tiger with wings added! "

The words are so elegant that if it weren't for the strong accent, I would have thought it was a Han.

Jiannu liked "Three Kingdoms", especially Huang Taiji.Sony is proficient in the classics of the three families, and the allusions are easy to come by.

Not only praised Huang Taiji, but also praised Sun Jie.

There is no objection, this is a capable person, and not small.

Sun Jie sighed in his heart, and had to admit that in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, there were indeed outstanding talents among Jiannu.

If there are no such people, how can we enter the customs?

However, his hero is my enemy.

This world is like this, either you die, or I die.

……

When the last ray of light disappeared, the world was completely dark.

The team also began to set up camp.

Except for those who built slaves, Sun Jie's soldiers and horses remained the most.

Peep the leopard in the tube, see the whole picture from one spot.

The people who came with Sony and the others this time, apart from the Han Army Banner, were the elites of the Zhenghuang Banner.

All together, there are nearly 150 people.

They set up camp quickly and with great care.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight is surprisingly bright in this cloudless weather.

Sprinkled on the ground like hoarfrost in late autumn.

A gust of night wind blows, and the fire that rises in the camp begins to sway, like a graceful dancing beauty.

Sony sat in his tent, constantly rubbing the imperial decree in the wooden box.

This is the imperial decree of Huang Taiji this time.

Written in the languages ​​of Han, Manchu and Mongolian.

The next day was just dawn, and before the sun had time to jump out of the horizon, everyone set off.

There is no life in this desolate land.

In addition to the bare wasteland, there are thin eagles circling in the sky.

Aobai walked beside him, looking at the vast expanse of heaven and earth, he kept muttering in Mandarin:
"This great river and mountain, why should it be theirs? The cowardly Ming people are only worthy of being our slaves!"

The eyes are full of killing and madness, this Batulu has been covered by the vast world.

Chen Hu kept staring at him, his eyes lingering on his neck, heart, temples and other death spots, thinking how to kill him with one blow.

The horseshoe raised the loess, and then flew higher and higher under the wind.

A majestic city appeared in front of me, surrounded by green farmland.

Winter wheat has been harvested, and it is time for potatoes to flourish.

It forms a sharp contrast with the surrounding yellow land, which makes people's eyes shine.

On the ridges around the farmland, some drought-resistant saplings were planted.

There is no forest yet, but it is conceivable that they will become forests in the future, and they will be like guards, guarding the farmland from being eroded by strong winds.

Drought-tolerant saplings such as locust trees and jujube trees are planted every ten steps on both sides of the road.

"I didn't expect there to be such a vibrant place, and it's another paradise."

Sony praised.

Keeping my eyes on the surrounding farmlands, I felt a sense of missing something.

Looking at the whole world, there are many people who can fight.

In Liaodong alone, there are eight hundred if not one thousand.

But people like Sun Jie who can both fight and govern the country can be counted with one slap.

If a big-headed general who can only fight, how can he create such a paradise in arid place?

Getting such a person here is a lot of help!

The voices of emotion continued, and even the mighty Nikan changed his face.

The distance to the city gate is getting closer and closer, and those advanced equipment have already been put away, and there is no essential difference from the ordinary city of this era on the surface.

A few soldiers and horses were practicing outside the city, and they were wearing very simple clothes, which were changed from the previous refugees.

This is what Sun Jie specially asked people to do. If he is a fierce and brave person, it will inevitably make people suspicious.

The city gate was wide open, like a pocket.

Scattered soldiers ran around in disorder, a bit messy.

Chen Hu scolded a few times, but they didn't take it seriously, and even made faces at Chen Hu.

Sun Jie seemed to be accustomed to the look of "not being surprised".

"Can you be called a soldier? Bandits and thieves!"

Aobai muttered a curse in Manchu, but didn't take it seriously.

"It's much worse than the Eight Banners!"

So is Nikan.

I can't help but despise it in my heart, and I have a great reaction to it just now.

Sun-jae couldn't understand what they were saying, but could understand that it wasn't a good thing.

This is not a problem, Lord Yan will explain to them slowly.

A few dark clouds pressed down in the distance, and the strong wind also blew up.

After a while, thunder and lightning flashed, and the sky and the earth were vast and dark.

This is a harbinger of rain.

The soldiers outside the city "fled for their lives" and all got back to the city.

It made Oboi and Nikan laugh again and again.

The greatest malice in the world is the arrogance that comes from the bottom of your heart.

After the city gate was closed, Sun Jie led them to the General's Mansion.

Take a short rest and arrange a place for them.

All the rewards brought were left in the general's mansion.

In the middle of the night, Sun Jie took Sun Ling to count in the yard.

Liao ginseng is the most, packed in boxes one by one, just like white radishes.

Looking at it like that, it's decades at least.

Liaodong is rich in Liao ginseng, and it was rarely mined on a large scale in previous years, and it has been accumulated there in countless numbers.

There are also a lot of Dongzhu, gems, and precious treasures.

It has to be said that in terms of buying people's hearts, Huang Taiji was really willing to pay.

Shang Kexi, Geng Zhongming, and Kong Youde can all be crowned kings, let alone Sun Jie.

Looking at the goods in front of him, Sun Jie held up the flashlight, and the light spots kept turning on it.

The most exciting thing in the world is nothing more than a white wolf with empty gloves.

These things will be a lot of wealth in modern times.

The smile gradually returned to calm, and Sun Jie went to the study.

The moon was covered by dark clouds in the sky, and the thunder crackled non-stop.

There was a strong smell of water mist in the air, after all, it was a feint shot, and it dissipated completely by dawn.

The desk lamp in the study was bright, and a cruel smile appeared on Sun Jie's face.

The generals sat in front of Sun Jie, quietly waiting for Sun Jie's order.

In the middle of the night, the family members of the general's mansion began to evacuate, and the personal guard battalion began to move in.

In the city, where Jiannu stayed, soldiers also appeared.

The sky in the east is pale, and the morning is a bit chilly.

The wind that blew yesterday dropped the temperature a bit.

The scent began to permeate the general's mansion, and Sony swallowed his saliva in his sleep.

Dawn shone through the window on the head of his bed.

The eyelids flickered a few times, and then opened.

Stomach gurgling, hunger enveloped the lungs.

What they ate along the way was military rations, which were rough and hard to swallow.

It was too late yesterday, so I hurriedly fell asleep and waited until today.

Hunger in his belly, he walked out looking for the smell in the air.

After a while, Sun Jie sent someone over.

Said that a grand banquet was arranged in the general's mansion to entertain Sony, Obai, Ning Wanwo, Nikan, Ma Guozhu and others.

When people are hungry, their thinking slows down a lot.

The brain is dominated by hunger, where can I think about other things?

They went to the general's mansion with their entourage.

What a big table of meals, full of satisfaction, chicken, duck and fish, still steaming.

Sun Jie stood in front of the table, smiled and bowed to them:
"Everyone, I specially asked the cook to wake up early to cook these meals and treats. I hope you will appreciate your face!"

The meal is rich and true, but there are ingredients added.

In modern times, there is a medicine called diazepam, commonly known as diazepam, also known as sleeping tablets.

It can be used to treat anxiety and insomnia, and it can be used in combination with other antiepileptic drugs to treat epileptic grand mal seizures or petit mal seizures, convulsions and other diseases.

But it is best known for its hypnotic effects.

Some time ago, Sun Jie thought of a countermeasure, and made a special trip back to Hyundai to get these medicines.

Within a reasonable scope of application, it is not fatal. Compared with it, the Mongolian sweat medicine of this era is like a small witch.

This is a good thing for murder, arson, and looting.

Of course, there is an antidote to this thing.

Flumazenil, naloxone and Xingnaojing can detoxify.

This is not the most important thing. The important thing is that in the table in front of you, there is not much content in a single serving.

Just eat a few mouthfuls, and even the effect of sleep cannot be achieved.

If you eat it unscrupulously, then maybe.

A soldier who surrenders without fighting is the first book, and it is not easy to build a general's mansion, and it is not good to be stained with blood.

If there is something that can defeat others without fighting, why fight it?
The smile on Sun Jie's face gradually spread, and the flowers on the other side on the road to hell gradually bloomed.

Soon after, Lord Yan will receive a batch of newcomers.

Perhaps, after they drank Mengpo soup, they would not regret it!
(End of this chapter)