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Chapter 393 Sweet Dreams

The twenty-ninth day of the first lunar month.

In the evening, Tian Qingyu, a prisoner of war from the Hejianxiang Army of the Jin Kingdom, walked out of the duty room of Su Shengye, a military commander of the Qi Kingdom. He hid a short dagger close to his body and squinted at the temporary prisoner of war barracks in the dusk.

This was his fifth contact with Su Shengye in half a month.

It was meal time at this moment, which was one of the few moments worth looking forward to in the prisoner of war camp. The food in the camp was actually better than the food they had before being captured.

In the middle of the day, four prisoners of war from the food team carried two huge rice buckets, which were filled with two full buckets of porridge and rice. The porridge and rice not only contained green wild vegetables, but also had a layer of rice oil floating on them, which was full of color and aroma.

The prisoner of war who was responsible for delivering food today, Hetian Qingyu, was originally from the same team. When he saw an acquaintance, the prisoner of war couldn't help but grinned and reminded Tian Qingyu, who had just returned to the barracks: "Brother Tian, ​​there is dried meat in the porridge and rice today. This Qi army It really hurts us."

Indeed, in the past, when I served as a soldier for the Jin State, it was only on New Year's Eve that I could see some meat. Now, as a prisoner of the Qi State, I can eat meat porridge instead.

After delivering meals, the prisoners of war continued to deliver meals to other barracks after saying this.

The 'Bing 28' barracks where Tian Qingyu was located immediately became lively, and everyone gathered their own food and came to the rice bucket.

"Go away! Squeeze your mother, you are like a delicate woman when fighting, but you are very brave when eating! Go back."

A burst of curses with some weird accents interrupted the rare and pleasant atmosphere, but a stout golden man slapped twice on the face of a thin Han soldier who was crowded in front of the rice bucket.

Then, several Jin men swung their arms and walked to the front, roughly pushing a group of Han soldiers away.

The stalwart golden man who beat and scolded the Han army was named Handalu. He was the personal guard of Wanyan Xiebao, the deputy general of the Southern Expedition, and he was also the most grumpy one in the Bing Erba barracks.

All the Han soldiers dared not say anything in anger, but they watched helplessly as the six-man Jin man stirred the rice bucket with a horse spoon. After the dried meat from the bottom of the bucket was turned to the upper layer, Nahandalu stretched out his hand regardless of the burning of his hand. My hands, covered with a thick layer of dirt, were dipped into the porridge and rice.

It was Wanyan Zongbi's Han nationality who accompanied the army to record events. Dian Dian stepped forward, picked up a bowl full of precious dried meat, and personally served it to Wanyan Xiebao, who was sitting squarely on the edge of the bed.

The other Jin people gathered around the rice pail and started to eat, but they didn't even take bowls. The rice pail became bowls for several people. Of course, they also picked up the dried meat in the porridge to eat.

After the Han man finished recording and serving Xie Bao, he walked back to the rice pail, bowing his waist and sticking out his buttocks as usual, smiling with a flattering look on his face.

Handalu glanced sideways and turned slightly to give some space.

The recorder's smile became even more disgusting, and he bowed deeply to the six Jin men respectively, and then he was qualified to be the first to eat.

The Han troops in the barracks stood on the outside and just watched.

In the Kingdom of Jin, the status of the Jin people was far higher than that of the Han people, that is, the status of the Liao people and the Xi people was higher than that of the Han people.

Having accumulated prestige over time, some Han soldiers seemed to have become accustomed to the scene in front of them, while some were just dissatisfied and did not dare to say a word.

Speaking of which, the performance of the Jin people in this southern expedition was also poor. Just like Han Dalu who scolded the Han army for "being like delicate women when fighting, but being very brave when eating."

Didn't you still run for three days and three nights without escaping, and were captured by the King of Chu?

Come on, crows don’t call pigs black, we can’t defeat the Qi army, and neither can you!

We are all prisoners, and you are still so arrogant. Of course, these inner words are just silent complaints.

The composition of the personnel in the Bing28 barracks was very complicated. Among the hundreds of people temporarily arranged together, there were mainly more than 80 people from the Hejian and Huanglong Han troops.

There are also Wanyan Xiebao and six Jin people.

In addition, the injured Nanjing Lu Han general Han Chang and several personal guards were also here.

During the retreat on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Han Chang fell from his horse and broke one arm. Now after diagnosis and treatment at the military medical clinic, he has been splinted with willow wood, and it will take more than a hundred days for the bones to grow back.

This morning, Li Dengfeng, the personal guard who was captured with Han Chang, had just visited the prisoner of war camp doctor and wanted to ask Shangguan for some herbs that could speed up bone healing.

But the doctor said: "Herbal medicines no longer have much effect. If you want your bones to heal faster, drink more bone soup and eat more meat."

How could Li Dengfeng not understand this, but now they are prisoners!

It's not like you can find bones and meat in a big house in Nanjing.

Unexpectedly, jerky was included in tonight’s meal.

But seeing the greedy appearance of these golden men and their unwillingness to stop until all the dried meat was removed from the porridge, Li Dengfeng, who was eager to be the savior, became anxious.

Holding the rice bowl, he squeezed past the golden man, carefully picked up the horse spoon, and tried his best to pick out as much meat as possible and put it into the bowl.

Beside the rice bucket, the Jin people were talking in a rough voice in Jurchen language. Suddenly, they saw a Han soldier who dared to come over to serve rice before they were full. They couldn't help but quiet down at the same time, and looked at Li Dengfeng's face with unkind eyes. .

The hierarchy within the Jin army is very strict. Even during battles, the food of the Jin and Han tribes is different, and the opportunities to eat at the same table are even rarer.

Seeing Han Dalu's gloomy face, the clerk scolded Li Dengfeng: "Who allowed you to eat? Get out of here!"

As a personal guard of Han Chang, Li Dengfeng has always been regarded as a valued role whether in the army or in Nanjing of the Jin Kingdom. Now that he has become a prisoner, the Jin people do not put himself or Han Qianhu at all. In his eyes, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Now we all eat the same food, why should we be divided into three, six or nine grades?"

"Bold."

Lu Shi scolded angrily, but Han Dalu, who could understand Chinese, glanced sideways at Li Dengfeng and suddenly asked: "Do you want to eat porridge?"

“It’s only right to serve as a soldier and eat food!”

The grievances he had felt for many days broke out in an instant. Li Dengfeng no longer cared about whether the other party was a golden person or not, and argued with reason.

Han Dalu smiled sinisterly, and suddenly reached out and snatched the rice bowl from the clerk's hand. Before Li Dengfeng could react, Han Dalu slammed the rice bowl onto Li Dengfeng's head.

The fragments of the earthenware bowl cut a bloody gash on Li Dengfeng's forehead, and the hot porridge mixed with bright red blood covered his face. Li Dengfeng couldn't help but became furious, but he couldn't bear to throw back the rice and porridge with meat that he had given Han Chang.

But the Jin man didn't care so much. When Han Dalu made a move, another Jin man raised his foot and kicked Li Dengfeng directly in the chest and abdomen, sending the latter flying six or seven feet away.

Naturally, the porridge in his hand spilled. When Li Dengfeng held his stomach and tried to get up, he coughed up a mouthful of blood first.

The remaining Han family guards were furious and stood up one after another, but first looked at Han Chang who was sitting in the corner of the barracks.

Han Chang, whose left arm was hung under his neck with gauze, finally stood up slowly, looked past the golden man and looked at Wanyan Xiebao sitting on the other side, and said in a low voice: "General Wanyan, why is this? "

Wanyan Xiebao stepped on the bed with one foot, and the other foot naturally drooped. After finishing the hot porridge and rice in a circle, he glanced at Han Chang from the top of the pottery bowl, then put down the bowl and wiped the rice stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves. .

With a set of unhurried movements, Han Chang was left to dry for a long time. Xie Bao then said to several soldiers: "Are you full? If you are full, let others eat."

Although he said so, Wanyan Xiebao's contemptuous attitude when facing Han Chang was undoubtedly an encouragement to Han Dalu and others.

But Handalu took out another piece of dried meat from the porridge, chewed it for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and spat.

A big puddle of thick phlegm mixed with chewed minced meat was spit into the rice bucket. One mouthful was not satisfying. They did the same thing to the other rice bucket. Only then did the few Jin people sat back down next to Wanyan Xiebao with satisfaction. .

The Han people dared to compete with the Jurchen warriors for food. This was Han Daru's punishment for the Han army.

There was silence in the barracks. It was said that just now the Hejian and Huanglong Han troops were somewhat interested in watching the excitement, but now they were all angry.

After all, this is the meal with meat that everyone finally got.

Many people couldn't help but think of the banner hanging outside the east wall of Fucheng many days ago, as well as the roar of Shi Desheng in the Han Army Camp in Hejian before his death: "Han'er will not be a slave." The Jin people will not treat us as human beings. '.

Under the depressing atmosphere, the official bent over and picked up a pottery bowl from the ground. He held a long-handled horse spoon and carefully scraped away the dirt floating on the top of the porridge and rice. He smiled shyly at the numerous Han soldiers and said sarcastically: " No problem, no problem, I can still eat it.”

I don't know if it was to prove it, or he was really hungry, so after Lu Shi scraped away the dirt, he actually filled a bowl, squatted in the corner and started eating by himself.

At the end of Youshi.

There was usually not a grain of rice left in the meals delivered, but today, most of the food in the Bing28 barracks was left.

Outside the barracks, there were Huaibei Army sergeants guarding them. Therefore, they could clearly see what happened in the camp, but did not make any intervention.

When they came in to collect the food buckets, a Huaibei sergeant looked at Tian Qingyu as if he had casually looked at them.

At the beginning of Xu Shi, Zhang Chuangen, a veteran of the fifth regiment of the Huaibei Army, came to the Bing 28 barracks carrying a baggage.

This biography has become a frequent visitor to Bing Er8. Ever since Zhang Xiaoyin, who had a broken leg and was admitted to the Huaibei Army Medical Center, was sent to the barracks, Lao Zhang would come to visit him every now and then.

This time, as before, Zhang Chuangen did not come empty-handed. There was a bowl of meat-stuffed flatbread, a few pieces of instant noodles and a few sticks of dry cheese in the bag.

After a brief conversation, Zhang Chuangen, who had taken the time to come over, was about to say goodbye. Before leaving, he specifically said to Tian Qingyu, "I owe you a lot to Tian Qingyu for taking care of Xiao Yin these days. I will thank you in the future." "You are so polite, Lord Jun. I just did my duty." .”

Zhang Chuangen didn't know about some of the connections between Tian Qingyu and Jun Tong, but after Xiao Yin's bones were fixed, he had difficulty moving, and it was all thanks to the help of this enthusiastic Hejian veteran to take care of him.

And Zhang Xiaoyin is also a clever person with a sharp eye. Not long after Zhang Chuangen left, he called all the people to the bedside and took out the food he had just got.

There were about thirty or forty snacks that night, but each person couldn't get a piece.

Zhang Xiaoyin pinched one, bit off half of it, and handed it to Tian Shicang beside him, and said: "Brother Tian, ​​here, everyone has a taste. Everyone, don't be stunned, come on, everyone has a taste."

Tonight, most of the Han army did not eat dinner because of Han Daru's thick phlegm.

One person eats half a mouthful of food, but this kind of sharing attitude seems particularly friendly compared to the domineering attitude of the Jin man just now.

A group of people immediately gathered around Zhang Xiaoyin's bed, the food was passed around, and the conversation started.

"Hey, this meaty food is also the food that Uncle Zhang saved? Qi Jun actually eats this every day?"

"Hey, Xiao Yin, although you broke your leg this time, it's still a blessing in disguise."

"Yes! I heard that Lao Zhang is not married yet, and he loves Xiao Yin very much. Xiao Yin, why don't you find a godfather! From now on, you and your mother will have someone to rely on."

Amidst the low-pitched conversation, someone suggested that Xiao Yin accept their marriage, and there was a burst of support immediately.

Everyone is Han, with similar customs and similar languages. It seems that getting married is a normal thing. But some people can't help but sigh silently. Although they are both of Han ethnicity, Huaibei, Lao Zhang's hometown, and Xiao Zhang's hometown are different. Yuzhou is two thousand miles away.

More importantly, in this battle in Hebei, Qi and Jin will definitely become the enemy.

It is almost impossible to recognize this marriage unless Zhang Xiaoyin stays in Qi State, but the mother he misses is still trapped in Huanyiyuan of Yuzhou.

After he returns, he will inevitably be drafted into the army again.

If we meet Qi soldiers like Lao Zhang on the battlefield again, they will inevitably have to fight to the death again. Thinking of this incident, many people can't help but feel sad and confused.

On the contrary, Zhang Xiaoyin, who was lying on the bed, didn't seem to be worried about the future. Instead, his smart eyes fell on Li Dengfeng not far away.

Just now, Li Dengfeng was hit on the head and kicked again. His face turned pale and his energy was listless.

But he was from a personal bodyguard of the Han family, and he couldn't let go of his body to get close to Zhang Xiaoyin. It wasn't just him, almost all Han Chang's personal guards looked like this.

They were both greedy for the food brought by Zhang Chuangen and envious of the atmosphere around Zhang Xiaoyin, but they were too embarrassed to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with them.

Zhang Xiaoyin glanced blankly, grabbed two pieces of dry cheese, and suddenly said loudly: "Here, brother Li, cheese. I heard the doctor from the military medical center said that eating this is also good for the healing of broken bones. Let's try it for Han Qianhu."

Li Dengfeng couldn't help but be startled. He was not familiar with Zhang Xiaoyin, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to give him cheese.

You know, in the prisoner of war camp, this cheese was still very precious, especially when Zhang Xiaoyin himself had bone injuries.

According to Li Dengfeng's temper, he wouldn't be able to accept the cheese at all, but it was his own family who needed supplements. He couldn't refuse it politely for a while, and he felt embarrassed to accept it.

Zhang Xiaoyin had already thrown the cheese over.

Li Dengfeng hurriedly went to catch it, but unexpectedly, the cheese flying in the air was suddenly intercepted by a dirty hand.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Nahandaru

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The originally warm atmosphere suddenly subsided. After Handalu finished blocking the cheese, he looked at the instant noodles beside Zhang Xiaoyin's bedside.

The Han man Lu Shi appeared at the right time, but when he saw him pulling away the crowd, he put the instant noodles into his arms and scolded: "Accepting gifts from the Qi army is tantamount to collaborating with the enemy! Don't you want to live anymore? We'll see Qi again next time." The items sent by the army must be handed over to General Wanyan for disposal!"

Having said that, regardless of the angry glares of many Han soldiers, he pushed aside the crowd and walked briskly towards Wanyan Xianbao to present the treasure.

Not long after, in the corner of the barracks where the Jin people lived, the crunching sound of chewing bread was heard.

"What a bastard! They were all captured by the Qi army, and yet they are still sitting on top of us and dominating us!"

Hejian Han Jun Tian Shicang finally whispered what everyone was suppressing in their hearts.

However, Tian Qingyu looked down at everyone and whispered in a mocking tone: "What can we do? In this barracks, there are eighty or ninety of our Han army, but there are only seven of Wanyan Xiebao. With such a huge disparity in the number of people, We all don’t dare to resist, we deserve to be bullied!”

These words are quite stinging.

Everyone's faces turned red and white, but a burly Huanglong Hanjun defended in a low voice: "Who wants this? But He's family members are all in the north. If we contradict them now, how can he let us go after he returns?"

"Go back? Just make sure he can't go back!"

Tian Qingyu's words were astonishing, and the surrounding area fell silent. Even the burly soldier couldn't help but quietly turned back to glance at Wanyan Xiebao and others, and then lowered his voice and said, "Brother Tian, ​​what do you mean by this?"

"It's not interesting. Marshal Wanyan's bodyguard will be missing. Do you still know?"

Tian Qingyu made a sudden turn, and Tian Shicang answered first: "Of course I know! Shibuli is known as the number one warrior in Huanglong Mansion and the enemy of a hundred people!"

"He died yesterday."

"Ah! Why did Hao Duanduan die?"

Everyone looked astonished. A few days ago, many people had seen Shibuli in the camp. Although he was injured when he was captured, it was not fatal. How could he die suddenly?

Under the dim oil lamp, Tian Qingyu looked around at the many Han people from all over the country who were gathered around Zhang Xiaoyin's bed, and said in a low voice: "Shi Bu Li died suddenly in the Jia Shi Lu barracks last night! In the Jia Shi Lu barracks, together with Shi Bu Li and other eight Jin people , all died suddenly overnight!"

Even though they were in the same camp as Wanyan Xiebao, everyone couldn't help but let out a low cry.

It is still possible that one person died suddenly, but all eight people died overnight. It cannot be a coincidence.

"The brothers in the Jia Shi Lu barracks are so brave!" Tian Shicang pierced the window paper with one sentence. Everyone guessed the only possibility, but it was just his mouth that said it.

The burly soldier's focus was on the other side. He could only hear him whisper: "Does Qi Jun not care?"

"What do you care about? Several injured brothers were taken to the military medical center for treatment this morning. They are eating and drinking well."

The 'injured brother' was probably caused by the fight that took place in the Jia Shilu barracks last night. Tian Qingyu later said with emotion: "The Qi army is also Han'er after all. In their hearts, they are facing us."

After saying this, there was a long silence.

I don't know who took the lead first, but dozens of Han soldiers slowly turned their heads and stared at the far corner.

Over there, Wanyan Xiebao, who had eaten and drank enough, was fully clothed and lying on the bed. Six golden men were sharing the pieces of instant noodles they had snatched from Zhang Xiaoyin, saying a few golden words from time to time, and occasionally speaking in low tones. laugh.

The Han man who recorded the story obviously didn't fit in, but he just stayed there with a shy face. Occasionally, crumbs of instant noodles leaked from the golden man's fingers. The recorder would quickly bend down, carefully pick it up and throw it into his mouth, and then smiled. A slap in the face.

Perhaps the gaze in the distance was too hot, and I felt something about it. When I turned around, I saw a group of Han soldiers looking towards me, with faint eyes, like tigers and wolves in the white mountains and black waters.

Recorder's heart became tense for no reason, and then he became furious. It didn't matter that the Jin people despised themselves, but these slanderous soldiers actually dared to look at themselves like this?

"Look at it! If you dare to look over again, I will carefully cut out your tricks! Go back and send your wife and daughter to Huanyiyuan!"

The recorder stood up and cursed angrily

Here, Tian Qingyu immediately looked away and whispered: "Suffer it for now, wait until you are asleep"

All the Han troops withdrew their gaze in tacit agreement.

Seeing that the Han soldiers were being scolded, they immediately gave in. They became even more enthusiastic about recording and continued to jump and curse.

The six Jin men only glanced at the Han army casually and continued their conversation.

On the other hand, Wanyan Xianbao, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes and scolded: "If you dare to make noise again and disturb my good dreams, I will kill you!"

The recording seemed to have been strangled by someone's neck, and the yelling and cursing stopped abruptly.

Afterwards, Wanyan Xiabao turned over, wanting to continue the sweet dream just now. In the dream, there was a Han girl begging for mercy, there was endless silk and satin wrapped around her body, and there were pavilions and pavilions. Magnificent silhouette in the fire.

This is the Tokyo city in dreams.

The nightmare of the Han family is an experience that countless Jin people want to repeat.

In a sweet dream, Wanyan Xianbao gradually fell into a deep sleep

(End of this chapter)