Chapter 307 Winter
Although Chen Fan received a friendly notification about the Seven Buddhas wanting to see him, there was no further follow-up to the matter as the imperial army began to attack the city again that afternoon.
Tong Guan's attack on Hangzhou and Fang La's uprising is the biggest challenge for the newly established Yongle Dynasty. If it can be passed, everything will fall into place in the future. If it cannot pass this hurdle, then everything will be an illusion. Fang Qifu and others were thinking very hard about this, and suddenly mentioned themselves. Ning Yi felt a little surprised, but naturally it would not be a big deal. At such a critical time, if he felt that there was something wrong with a little shrimp like him, then he might have no way out now. He must have mentioned it casually when talking about Liu Xigua, and then it was written down by Chen Fan.
After early October, the weather has become increasingly cold. Ning Yi's views were similar to those of Chen Fan and Fang Qifu. The city might not be captured for the time being, but Tong Guan definitely couldn't give up. The several attacks he organized before it started to snow were very violent. On two occasions, it was said that the spies in the city were cooperating, and the imperial soldiers suddenly broke into the city, but then the city wall was recaptured.
In these two battles, the two vanguards who broke into the city were cut off from each other. After the hard battle, they suffered all casualties. There were also a few soldiers who dispersed and infiltrated into various parts of the city, but most of them were captured later. out. The city of Hangzhou at this time is no different than it was four months ago. At that time, various residents, merchants, gentry, and officials in Hangzhou City, and the laws were still there. When Fang La's elite entered the city, they were helpless if they wanted to find them. At this time, many rebels The mixed city really became a vast ocean of people's war. Soldiers searched unscrupulously and residents were afraid of trouble. Once the soldiers who entered the city were caught, there would be no good end.
Ning Yi didn't know whether Wen Renfuer was involved in these things. Ever since Ba Daoying and Bao Daoyi officially turned against each other, he had not had much contact with Wen Renfuer. At that time, the small-scale conflicts and even vendettas between the two parties had become intense. Even if Ning Yi wanted to leave Xiliu Street, You also need a group of people to follow you to ensure safety. After entering the wartime situation, he rarely went out of Xiliu Street.
At this time, he can no longer participate in what Wenren Buer wants to do, and it is difficult to continue to participate. People like Fang Qifu and Wang Yin have returned, and he is now just a member of the Ba Dao camp. As a master, if you get through the troubles and rains, it will really be the way to death. At this time, Hangzhou was not a legal society. Others were really afraid of you. You did not need evidence to kill someone.
Wenlie Academy no longer has formal classes at this time, but teachers and students are still there. In addition to organizing a group of literati to discuss the details of capital operations and social operations as he said, they wrote articles with far-fetched truths but He is also organizing various things for a group of students who are willing to come to class. The most basic thing is to let these students go to the city wall to help treat the wounded, and let them learn various basic treatment techniques. In addition, they also begin to explore various techniques of field marching, survival, setting traps, and even sowing and construction.
These students used to be from peasant families. When placed in the wild, many of them had the ability to survive or even kill. After all, their elders in the family were military generals. Some of the methods and skills that could be used on the battlefield or in the wild were also All are taught privately. What Ning Yi did was to let them put these skills together and exchange their knowledge. He recorded them one by one. In the increasingly cold weather, he also organized the students to conduct simulation exercises again and again. For these For a teenager, these are quite interesting things.
Chen Fan and An Xifu often come here. Although they had some differences when they attacked Bao Dao B, they still have a good relationship in private. Chen Fan was a little unhappy with Ning Yi's training of these students in some aspects: "You just think we can't defend Hangzhou."
"It's not impossible to hold on, but you have to prepare for the worst. What's more, even if you do hold on, it's just the beginning."
"That's pretty much it. Don't worry, I'm here. The city cannot be broken." Chen Fan said this every time, but once he had it. Zhen said again: "Hey, if the city is really destroyed, what are you going to do?"
"The lady has to find a way to send it back. Let me tell you what I say..."
"...In It makes sense."
Chen Fan smiled and patted Ning Yi on the shoulder.
So every time he came over, he would teach these teenagers how to use knives and boxing. It was not just to show off, but to let them fight with bare hands or blunt objects. With him watching, nothing would happen, but every time Every time, the academy was messed up like a battlefield. A group of children were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they became each other's tools for bandaging and training.
After the war started, An Xifu no longer needed to manage the security in the city, and the Black Ling Guards became military judges on the city wall. Compared with Chen Fan's approachability, An Xifu has his usual indifference. This may be an emotion developed from killing his own people frequently. Coupled with his famous handsome face, he has always been indifferent among a group of unmarried women or married women. All extremely popular. He already had a vague idea of what Ba Dao Camp was going to do from Chen Fan. It was said that the two had argued and quarreled several times.
An Xifu is pessimistic about what Ba Dao camp will do to elect the ideal of building a unified society, but he often comes over to take a look, teaching a group of children how to survive in the wild and how to bandage to save their lives. I will talk about some farming matters. According to Chen Fan, this guy is a good farmer and works very hard when planting rice or harvesting rice.
“When I was young, my family was in a very good position. My father was a pig butcher, and my mother was very beautiful. She was a beauty known to people from all over the country. She was well-educated and sensible.” One time we were sitting together eating hot pot. At that time, An Xifu roughly said about his life experience, " My grandpa was originally a scholar, but he died early because of poor health. My father married my mother when he was rich. Everyone said that a flower is placed on cow dung, but my father was considered very good. I have a good temper and a good temper. My family used to be poor, but then I gradually got better. Now I have Later, he gave me this name, which means to cherish blessings."
"Later, my mother was attracted by the county magistrate, and my father was involved in a lawsuit and was beaten by the county government. I gave away all my belongings and pawned my property to look for doctors everywhere. Hou said that people should have their responsibilities. Although the family has failed now, it will still get up slowly. As a person, you should cherish blessings and don't mess around... But after my mother died, there will be no blessings to regret, and then... Of course the county magistrate died, haha..."
Maybe it was because time had passed, but when he talked about this kind of thing, he didn't elaborate too much. He just said it plainly and straightforwardly. His expression was a little indifferent, but when he laughed at the end, it was a little warm. The feeling is an unspeakable contrast. Everyone had no choice but to laugh along. In fact, if the misery was not so extreme, who would be willing to risk his life? In today's Hangzhou city, it is not uncommon for people with this kind of past.
When winter comes, one of the best pastimes for everyone is to gather together to eat hot pot and chat. Sometimes a table will be opened in the study room of the main house, and Liu Xigua also participates. Ning Yi Ah, Liu Tiannan, Du Sha and others stayed with me, chatting a few words while eating. It's much more lively when you get together with Chen Fan and others, and people like Fang Shuchang will also come to participate. Naturally, he spends more time at home with his wife and Xiaochan. Lu Hongti is now considered one of them, sitting together playing backgammon and chatting.
Su Tan'er is more than four months pregnant. Although it is not to the extent that it hinders her walking, she usually only moves around the courtyard. Ning Yi was afraid that she would be bored, so he asked her to occasionally help bind various articles, or organize the wilderness survival and medical materials collected among the children. After all, Su Tan'er is also a businessman, and is quite sensitive to the production relations and capital operation principles included in the articles, and occasionally discusses a few words with Ning Yi.
But for her, I am afraid that these principles are very simple. Her husband... If she wants to use the words of a saint to explain business, could it be that she wants to become a great businessman like Tao Zhu and Fan Li? Still want to spread the way of doing business to the world? Although no one has done this kind of thing before, it always feels a bit weird.
The way of business is not elegant after all. Although these principles can be used to explain the relationship between some people, but... it is like collecting the foot bindings of ten thousand brothel girls, although it is difficult to make Yes, but if someone does it, it will only make people feel boring or even perverted. On the contrary, it was those means of survival in the wild that made her feel valuable.
After all, Su Tan'er is too familiar with business. She has a good understanding of people's hearts, but she doesn't know how useful this kind of analysis of human nature is. After all, "the things are clearly there, aren't they?" On the contrary, Lu Hongti, as the leader of a copycat village, is more sensitive to many things in the Ba Dao Camp, especially the previous seemingly boring elections.
“What do you want to do here?”
“Promote democracy.”
She asked, and Ning Yi entertained her frankly and offered various modern Words to fool her. Of course, she can't understand many deep things, but she can understand the simple operation methods. Ning Yi also said it very briefly: "Putting it in a cottage, there is actually no use for it, but if this country This is how it works...you still have to go up the mountain But don’t think about it too much. Don’t think about it in Luliang for the time being.”
Compared with the wanderings in autumn, countless things seem to be rushing together. This winter, time seems to be blocked. The plummeting weather seemed to have solidified. As the days passed, the sound of fighting outside the city was rumbling. Su Tan'er and Xiaochan were secretly preparing for the possibility of the city being breached, but the city was not breached after all. During the war, all relationships in the Ba Dao camp were extremely simple, with no unnecessary greetings or false entertainment.
During the day, I taught my children and said hello to some acquaintances. At night, the courtyard was lit with bright yellow candles. I laughed and chatted with my wife, Xiaochan, Juaner and others, and listened to distant sounds from outside the city. sound. The moonlight flickered on and off in the sky, and the sycamore tree with all its leaves stood quietly outside the window, unmoving despite the wind and rain. Sometimes, I suddenly felt that such a day was more like a paradise than in Jiangning. .
While doing retreat work day by day, in early November, the first snow fell, and Tong Guan outside the city stopped trying to attack the city, and the entire city of Hangzhou became increasingly quiet. It may have to wait until the spring of next year before there will be more things to do. Ning Yi has already made such mental preparations and made some subsequent plans in such predictions. However, on the eighth day of November, , perhaps regarded as the last accident of this trip to Hangzhou, it still came to my door inadvertently.
Like a secret arrangement, on this day, he finally killed Bao Daoyi. (End of this chapter)