The Red House starts from Liaodong

South Pass of Jinjiang Town.

Nanguan was originally a military pass, but now it has long lost its function and has completely become an ordinary city.

When Gui Yong arrived here, he found out from the officials that he had missed the general, so he was in no hurry to go to Jinzhou.

Because the most famous theater troupe in Jinjiang Town has arrived at Nanguan, and the performance will start tomorrow.

Facing the official's invitation, Gui Yong did not refuse, and he was also very curious.

Day two.

On the way to the opera garden, it has been Gui Yong's habit for many years to greet the officials while observing the market unobtrusively.

The population is dense, and there are those who carry burdens and those who push small carts.

Every year when you set foot on this place, there will be new changes. There are more and more small vendors, and the farmers around will bring all kinds of utensils weaved by themselves to the market for sale.

Prosperity is far inferior to that of the capital.

Although there are refugees everywhere outside the capital, it does not hinder the prosperity and wealth of the capital.

Gui Yong's chest seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't help opening his mouth because of the discomfort.

For the general.

Gui Yong can't describe it in words. He was an ordinary Liao man, and he didn't want to mention the painful ordeal.

He was the first batch of people sent to the capital.

eight years.

During the eight years, he didn't return to Golden State many times, and he saw the general himself less than three times.

In terms of emotion and reason, he should not have much affection for the general.

However, just because he has seen darkness, he knows the value of light. Every time he discovers new changes in Jinzhou, it is a huge shock to him.

"This is?"

The official noticed Gui Yong's abnormality and asked with concern.He didn't know Gui Yong's actual identity, he only regarded Gui Yong as an ordinary colleague.

"It's okay, the sand blinds my eyes."

Gui Yong smiled as he recovered.

The officials stopped asking, and introduced to Gui Yong enthusiastically.

"The troupe that visited Nanguan today is said to be the first troupe that sang Jinjiang opera under the guidance of the general."

Facing the officials' eloquence, Gui Yong echoed from time to time, and the two soon arrived at the theater.

The theater is huge.

There are more than 100 tables alone in front of the stage, while other places are already crowded with people, only a dozen tables are empty.

Because Jinzhou will give some money to subsidize the theater troupe, it is different from Da Zhou's money reward.

Watching a theater standing up does not cost money, but watching a theater sitting on a table requires money.

It's also a small trick.

The money paid by the Jinzhou government is also the money owner. It doesn't matter which troupe you are, if you don't really say something good about Jinjiang Town.

Nanguan is not big, but has a large population.

The opera gardens that can go to Nanguan to sing operas naturally have unique skills, which are not comparable to ordinary ones, so they have the confidence to arrange more than 100 tables at one go.

You must know that the opera you sing is dissatisfied with the money, and there is a tradition of smashing the stage, the troupe will be ashamed to come next time.

Different from the tradition in the mainland, Jinzhou will give out silver to subsidize theatrical troupes, so those who stand and watch the theater do not need money.

Since it's free, it's a big deal. As long as you know that there is a troupe coming, ordinary people from tens of miles around will rush over, and many of them will rush for a whole day's journey.

"Today we are singing the Yingnahe Expedition, and tomorrow we are singing..."

The officials blocked Gui Yong, paid the money first, and chose to share the table. Not long after sitting down, two people sat down again.

The four of them took advantage of the fact that the show hadn't started yet, and one introduced them familiarly.

"Inna River?"

"North of Yellowbone Isle Castle."

"opened."

Someone shouted, and everyone looked at the stage. After the curtain was lifted, a person came out.

"Yingna River Expedition Play" is a group play.

It is the story of the time in the guerrilla zone.

After the autumn harvest, Xiuyan's barbarian army would go out of the city to plunder the people as usual, and grab food from the people. In places with strong control such as Shenliao, the barbarian army would rob secretly, while Xiuyan, in places in southern Liaoning, would rob openly.

In order to protect the people, the guerrilla zone decided to take a risky counterattack.

What happened was what happened when the guerrillas were assembled.

It can resonate with people not because of the complicated plot, but because of the things around the common people, so that they can be liked by them.

Therefore, Ying Nahe's expedition play, the plot is mediocre, and there is no skill, but it is very popular in all parts of Jinjiang Town.

Every performance will receive warm applause.

Dozens of soldiers in various military uniforms, in front of them was a man dressed as a general, holding wine jugs, pouring wine to each soldier.

After the wine glass in his hand was full, the soldier drank it all in one gulp, and the general poured wine with the next person.

Why does the boss have to pour the wine himself? It's not a lofty reason, because Jinzhou is short of food and has no silver to buy from Dazhou, so there are not many drinks distributed.

So the boss poured the wine himself to ensure that every soldier had it.

Golden State was weak back then.

The wine that the soldiers drank, I don't know when, the soldiers laughed at themselves as the beheading wine.After drinking the wine, another pot of meat was served, and they were still divided one by one, and they were eaten in one bite.

After all, it is a drama, so while singing and acting, it is necessary to ensure the authenticity and vividness of the performance, so that the common people can understand it.

The year the play was first played.

The people are still hungry, but no one is jealous of the soldiers drinking and eating meat, because it is learned in the play that they usually do not eat meat, let alone drink.

Why do they believe it?Because the guerrillas were by their side, they knew it without singing it.

know better.

This is the decapitation meal for the soldiers.

The criminals on death row can eat a good meal, not to mention the soldiers who are about to go to the battlefield, they have been wronged.

Who is the war for?For the people.

Because the common people knew that only the Jinjiang army would protect them when the barbarian army was coming to rob them. This is all their experience.

Looking at this scene now, the common people feel that they have wronged the soldiers back then. Now who doesn’t eat meat every year, even if meat is not mentioned, they must have eaten a lot of fish.

"After eating this piece of meat and drinking this bowl of wine, I will meet my ancestors after I die."

The singing just fell.

"it is good."

"hero!"

"Come back alive."

……

The pot exploded with a bang in the garden, and the palms of the people were swollen, venting the surging emotions in their hearts.

The people sitting at the table stood up one after another, and some climbed onto the table and shouted in the direction of the stage.

on the table.

The soldiers lined up, each reporting their hometown.

Gui Yong looked at the celebrity on the table in front of him, and the dignified man actually shed tears in public.

The soldiers on the stage all smiled.

Their smiles made the people cry.

"Drunken lying on the battlefield, Lord Grim, how many people have fought in ancient times."

"Strong travel wine, dead head wine."

Just as the official sighed, suddenly, there was a unanimous voice, "Don't break your house to death from freezing, don't plunder to death from starvation, you are a true hero in defending your home and country, salute to the heroes!"

It attracted a lot of people to look over, and it turned out to be dozens of teenagers, bowing their hands in unison.

"Should be a military cadet."

"Definitely is."

Hearing people's words, Gui Yong looked carefully.

To freeze to death without breaking the house, to starve to death without looting, is the bugle number of the Yue family army recorded in the biography of Song Shi Yuefei.

There are those who take a strand of hemp from the people to bind the grass, and cut it up to follow.When the dead stay overnight, the people open the door and are willing to accept, but no one dares to enter.

Soldiers dare to take a piece of cloth from a civilian and chop it up immediately.

The people took the initiative to open the door and let the soldiers enter the house to rest. None of the soldiers entered the house to avoid disturbing the people.

Tell the posterity that this military slogan is not a slogan, but is done in real terms, how the people love the Yue Family Army, and how strict the Yue Family Army's military discipline is.

This military number was personally designated by the general as the military number of the Jinjiang Army.

As long as the army achieves this bugle, it must be an army supported by the people from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the power of virtue.

Interests are vulnerable to virtue.

Gui Yong only felt full of warmth.

It would be nice if the general could become the emperor.

Remembering that the people in the Great Zhou Dynasty were struggling to survive, Gui Yong felt that only a general is qualified to be emperor and save all the people from suffering.

The tight documents hidden in his arms deeply hurt his heart.

If he is a numb person, no matter how many people die, he will not be able to move him, but he is from the Jinjiang Army.

Although he does not wear a military uniform, he is a member of the military and holds the post of Chief Qian.

The bugle number of the Jinjiang Army made him unable to sit back and watch the domestic people suffer a massacre.

Never had the desire to see the General at once been so strong.

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The four-wheeled carriage returned to Jinzhou silently. No one in Jinzhou knew that the general was sitting in the carriage.

Not for safety, but for not disturbing the people.

When they got home, they sent their son back to Qin Keqing, and Tang Qing'an was going to Tanchun's house to rest.

He has feelings for Jia Fu.

Yu privately relied on Jia's mansion to obtain many opportunities, which was the root cause of his ability to create Jinjiang Town.But the Jia family is a corrupt nobleman, Yu Gong, he must attack the Jia family in the future.

In order to repay his kindness, he quietly changed Jia's house.

For example, let Jia Huan come to Jinzhou to train Jia Huan to become a talent, or slowly change Jia Lian. As long as Jia Lian does not harm the people, he can let him spend a lot of time, but he is not accepted as an official of Jinjiang Town.

"Master is here."

main house.

The maids were pleasantly surprised to see the general and saluted one after another.

Hearing the voices outside, Jia Tanchun showed a joyful smile, and just after coming out of the room, he met Tang Qing'an who had just stepped through the door.

Chiseled flower and fish-shaped hairpin on the head, bright moon beads in the ears, Xiangqi is the lower skirt, and Ziqi is the upper jacket. Seeing the faint carmine on Tanchun's face, Tang Qing'an couldn't help sighing that he is indeed the best in Jia's mansion. Miss.

Tanchun took off the fox fur cloak for Tang Qing'an, and the maid next to him took it, took the ashes and hung it on the clothes hanger.

Tang Qing'an saw that the square table was piled up with various materials, so he asked casually.

"Why are there so many ingredients?"

Tanchun said softly, "I bought two sets of clothes for my brothers and girls a year ago, and I'm still thinking about what materials to use."

Tang Qing'an nodded, instead of going to the back room, he walked towards the wide nanmu snail-embedded couch. After Tang Qing'an sat down firmly, Tanchun slowly sat down by leaning against the side of the square table.

Tanchun's dignity is something he has been used to since he was a child, and it radiates from his bones, so it won't make people feel that he is putting on airs.

Well-dressed, demure, and natural, it is only pleasing to the eye.

"Sister Qin is careful. It's just the matter of the two brothers. You must be careful about every detail. When I saw Sister Qin a few days ago, she also said that the child was naughty, which made her very sad. I thought of making two sets of clothes for the brothers. When I think about it, I’m going to do needlework anyway, so why not prepare two sets for all the boys and girls in the house.”

"That makes sense, you did the right thing."

Tang Qing'an listened, nodded and said.

Tang Qing'an didn't want to think about whether it was true or whether there was something in it, and he didn't think that Tan Chun would be this kind of person.

It is impossible to say that Tanchun has no thoughts, but Tang Qing'an will not doubt how much thoughts he has.

Jia Tanchun and Xue Baochai are not ordinary women.

"Since Xiaogan came back from North Korea, his temperament has become too calm. It is comforting, but it is also pitiful."

If you understand rights, you will have a measure, and if you have a measure, you will be isolated.

Ten-year-old Tang Yanqian is smart, but he is still young.

The more you want to express, the less you can give your feelings wholeheartedly.

This made Qin Keqing cry several times, not for herself, but for Tang Yanqian.

If he was older, Tang Yanqian's performance might not make Qin Keqing so uncomfortable. After all, the child is older and his heart is outside.

But Tang Yanqian was only ten years old. The more so, the more Qin Keqing could clearly feel the hardships his son had gone through. As a mother, Qin Keqing couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

Tang Qing'an asked herself if she felt distressed?
Have.

But also very happy.

As children grow up and become more and more independent, which parent's mood is not complicated?

It's just that Tang Yangan was a few years earlier, and his independent personality was stronger.

"Xiao Zhu has a lively personality, but is also too mischievous. One of the two brothers is too quiet and the other is too active. I don't know if he can become a talent. It makes people worry, alas."

Tang Qing'an sighed.

"I think the two brothers are very good, it's not that I'm belittling myself, the children of the Jia family can't compare with the two brothers."

Hearing Tanchun's words, Tang Qing'an remained silent.

at this time.

"Master, Zhou Ji asked someone to come in and spread the word that someone outside is asking to see the master."

The servant came in and told Tang Qing'an.

Hearing this, Tang Qing'an got up and left.

If it is not necessary, Zhou Ji will not bother him, and he will arrange his own time to deal with official duties.

To the outside of the yard.

Seeing Zhou Ji, without waiting for the general to speak, Zhou Ji took the initiative to inform.

"President Gui Qian returned to Jinzhou, and instead of going to the Jiedu mansion, he came to the mansion. I told him to see the general tomorrow. Seeing that he was hesitant, I asked him again. He said he hoped to see the general today."

Tang Qing'an nodded and strode away.

……

in the hall.

Gui Yong straightened his back and lowered his head, not daring to show his air.

The general is still so kind, but for some reason, Gui Yong only feels that the majesty of the general is getting stronger and stronger.

Because he was far away from Golden State in Dazhou, he only needs to return to Golden State once a year for a review.

Unless there are special and important things that require him to come to Golden State to report back in person.

He didn't have any special important things this time, it was just a routine, he should go to the Military Division to report first, and the Jiedu Mansion would arrange for him to meet the general.

The reason for this is that the general is a person who loves the people, and he feels that the general should approve of his actions.

"Whoa."

Tang Qing'an threw the official documents to the ground, scattered all over the ground, and the wide sleeves were still shaking.

The guards outside the door rushed in immediately.

I saw Gui Yong knelt on the ground and dared not make a sound.

The general's anger made his mind go blank, and he knelt on the ground involuntarily, his whole body trembling.

The guards were puzzled, but it was the first time they saw the ferocious look on the general's face, and they were so frightened that no one dared to speak.

Tang Qing'an's chest was about to explode with anger, and he felt an urge to kill.

The massacre of common people by some Zhou troops and some refugee troops recorded in the document is an act he absolutely cannot accept, no matter whether it is the Great Zhou army or the refugee army.

"My name is Xie Youcheng."

Hearing the general's words, one person ran out quickly, and the rest of the people dared not move.

Tang Qing'an paced back and forth.

There are always scum who regard the people as nothing.

For this kind of people, Tang Qing'an only had one word to kill, and he didn't even want to talk to them.

People cannot be slaughtered, this is his bottom line.

Such anger is definitely not because of how saintly he is. Tang Qing'an never considers himself a saint, just because he is a Han Chinese.

Life is a man, death is the soul of a man.