Chapter 30 The golden man steals corn
【Damingfu】
Liu Yu had been looking forward to it day and night, and finally the Jin man's canonization came. When he learned that the Jin Kingdom actually sent the prince Wanyan Zongyi to come for the canonization, he actually ordered officials of all sizes to go out of the city to greet him with the courtesy of a monarch and a minister, and asked the officials to kneel and worship in the city. On both sides of the road outside the door.
Wanyan Zongyi rode a tall horse all the way to the government office and took out the Jin Kingdom's canonization edict. Liu Yu led the officials to kneel down to listen to the canonization.
"...Si'er sealed the territory, and practiced Zili from the old... generation of Chu, and Yonggong was pious..."
After the edict was read out and the enthronement ceremony was held, Liu Yu fulfilled his dream of being an emperor. He established the country as Daqi and named its capital. He also promised the Jin people that "he will cultivate his son-in-law for a certain period of time", which means that from generation to generation, the emperor of Jin will be his father, and Chu will The emperor of the country is his son.
After appointing Liu Yu as emperor, Wanyan Zongyi did not stay in Daming Mansion for long. After pretending to be businessmen with several officials and a dozen of his subordinates, he headed for Kaifeng with a cart of ginseng.
At the end of July, when corn is growing vigorously on the cob, the fields on both sides of the official road are green and green, and corn nearly two meters high covers the field of vision.
After seeing this scene, Wanyan Zongyi, who was riding a tall horse, turned to Zhizhigao Han Fang, who was traveling with him as an envoy to Daming Mansion, and asked, "Does Master Han know what this is?"
Han Fang's wrinkled face showed an arrogant smile, "This thing has a great background. It is said that the yield of this thing can reach eight to nine stones per mu. When it is young, it can be boiled and baked. When it is mature, it can be made into noodles. The porridge is extremely delicious. When I was in Yanjing, I was lucky enough to receive a pound of it from a friend, and I ate it for more than a month."
What Han Fang said aroused Wanyan Zongyi's appetite, "Is it possible to eat this corn now?"
When Han Fang heard this, he reined in the horse to stop it. He came to a cornfield and found a buckle larger than a stick, revealing the bright yellow corn kernels inside.
"Your Highness, this is the perfect time for steaming or grilling!"
"Okay, let's go get some and let's find an open space and have a full meal first."
Wanyan Zongyi gave the order, and everyone except Han Fang got busy. Those who gathered firewood gathered firewood, and those who broke corn broke corn.
Dozens of corn plants beside the official road were quickly broken off and peeled. After being skewered with branches, they were roasted on the fire, and the fragrance was full of fragrance.
Soon, the corn was roasted. After receiving the fragrant and tender corn handed over by his subordinates, Wanyan Zongyi opened his mouth and took a bite without caring about the blackened ash.
fragrant!sweet!It’s truly delicious.
Han Fang was not polite. In front of the delicious food, the scholar's politeness was completely lost. He rolled up his sleeves and started to eat.
Not to mention the others, all of them gnawed hard like refugees who had been hungry for several days.
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After meeting Yue Fei, Zhao Yingluo began to prepare for the establishment of a private troubled times, strength is king. A small-scale private army can resist rogue bandits, but a private army of tens of thousands can fight against a large army.
In just half a month, she recruited a thousand-strong private army. Most of these private soldiers came from refugees who had fled near Kaifeng City.
Unlike other private soldiers, hers does not need to be paid!And absolutely loyal to her.
Have they been brainwashed?No, she doesn't play with these nonsense.
In order to make these private soldiers loyal to him, Zhao Yingluo asked Feng Jing to build a town with a radius of five kilometers in the northern suburbs of Kaifeng City for them to live in. The town covers an area of more than [-] acres.
Of course, it only took a month for the town to take shape. The brick-paved roads divided the town into twelve large squares, and each square was divided into four large and small squares. , Jiugongge houses have been built in the core part of the town, but the outer city walls and larger buildings are still missing.
In her plan, the town included a series of functions such as residences, schools, and commercial becoming her private soldier, the family will have a guaranteed life, and the children will be able to avoid the pain of fleeing. Who wouldn't want such generous conditions?
It is precisely because of this that the refugees are willing to sacrifice their lives for her.
After organizing the private soldiers, Zhao Yingluo began to systematically train them according to her own military training model and the training methods seen in military-themed TV series.
Of course, she herself is not good at fighting, so she is thinking of inviting Yue Fei to teach him basic techniques, tactics, formations, etc.
In addition to this private army, she also did not miss the farming matter.
It was now the end of July, and the corn had reached the critical period of filling. Zhao Yingluo, who was not worried, took some time off to take Jiang Laosi, Feng Jing, and the two maids Xia He and Dong Xue who took care of her in place of Chuntao and Luluo. He and a dozen strong men with some fighting prowess left the town and headed towards the official road not far to the north.
Zhao Yingluo and two maids rode in a carriage, while the others rode horses, meandering northward.
Just when they were about to reach their destination, several farmers ran over in a panic, as if running for their lives.
When Jiang Laosi saw this, he immediately shouted, "Old Li, what happened? Are you in such a panic?"
The man in his 40s, who was called Lao Li, saw that he was the steward. He gasped and stammered, "Steward, there are...there are...there are golden people who steal corn to eat."
When Zhao Yingluo in the carriage heard that there were Jin men stealing corn, she opened the curtain and asked seriously, "How many Jin men? Soldiers or civilians?"
"Okay... he seems to be a civilian."
"Let's go! Let's go and take a look! You all should be on alert."
After hearing this, the others drew their knives or set up their bows and arrows, while Zhao Yingluo loaded her firecracker with projectiles.
It doesn't matter whether you are a soldier or a civilian, you dare to touch my corn!If you don’t teach me a lesson, I will be ashamed to be the princess of the Song Dynasty.
A few dozen feet away, Wanyan Zongyi gnawed several corns in a row and exclaimed that he was so satisfied!Just when he was about to eat the last one, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves. He looked up and saw a dozen people coming down the pipe, surrounding them.
Wanyan Zongyi was a little surprised, but he was not panicked. He raised his eyes and asked, "Are you..."
Before he finished speaking, an exquisite carriage slowly stopped by the official road, and then an incomparably beautiful woman got out of the carriage. She was seen wearing a light green dress, and the hem of the skirt followed She moved gently, and although she had an angry expression on her face, he was fascinated by her even so.
After Zhao Yingluo got out of the car, she also saw Wanyan Zongyi. Seeing that he was dressed luxuriously and had an extraordinary temperament, he did not look like a Jin soldier.
Those chiseled faces were much more handsome than ordinary people, and those deep, captivating eyes were staring straight at him.
"Where are you Jin people from? Why did you break into my field to steal corn?"
Wanyan Zongyi was still immersed in Zhao Yingluo's beauty, but he suddenly came to his senses when she scolded him.
"Are you the owner of this field?"
Zhao Yingluo raised her eyebrows, "What else?"
Only then did Wanyan Zongyi come back to his senses and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, "I am Wanyan Yi, a big gold businessman. He wanted to sell some ginseng to Kaifeng. He was hungry on the way and saw corn, so he took some. It was not stealing."
(End of this chapter)
