Chapter 130: Two Years of Troubled Times
As soon as the sun rises in the sky, it is like a beating fireball, releasing huge amounts of heat and baking everything on the earth.
In this hot weather, no matter what I do, I feel exhausted and my body loses water quickly.
Not long after, the courtyard door of Song's house was knocked open.
Several people wearing heavy furs and shoulder armors escorted a carriage to the outside of Song's house.
These people carried steel knives and daggers on their waists, long bows on their backs, thick leather rings around their necks to prevent beasts from being bitten, and several very conspicuous wolf tooth necklaces.
This necklace is a symbol of their status as a rather powerful hunter group in the city.
"Sir Song, I have brought you this week's meat. Here is the list for you to take a look at." One of the tall and strong men saw that Song Changming came out in person this time and immediately said with his hands.
"I haven't been a patrolman for so long, so you don't need to call me "Sir" anymore." Song Changming shook his head and smiled, taking the list in one hand and scanning it.
There are still many types of meat, but it is not meat from farmed chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, and pigs.
Basically, they are all kinds of game, birds and animals in the mountains and forests.
"The meat of the exotic beasts seems to be much less than in previous weeks?" Song Changming looked at the proportions on the list and asked.
"Yes, many strange beasts that can be seen on weekdays have gone away during the drought. There is nothing we can do. Please forgive me." The tall and powerful man explained quickly, fearing that Song Changming would misunderstand and think that he had been deprived of meat.
"Forget it, if you have more exotic animal meat in the future, I will take it all, and the price is easy to negotiate." Song Changming said.
He knew that this Orion group had more than just customers, but also other families in the city who also needed them to deliver wild game on a regular basis.
"Okay, I'll note it down for you." The tall and powerful man nodded.
"Ping An, come here to move the meat." Song Changming called to the kitchen.
"Okay, Brother Song." Song Pingan came quickly.
After taking the meat, he had to seal it as soon as possible, otherwise it would spoil quickly in the hot weather.
After moving the meat and collecting the money, the hunters immediately said their goodbyes and left. After the carriage was empty, their expressions were obviously more relaxed than when they got together.
It is not safe in the city now, and troubles occur frequently.
If they hadn't been armed with sharp weapons, bows and arrows as a deterrent, the car full of meat would have been looted in the chaos.
The most lively places today are the prison of the Patrol Division and the execution ground at Caishikou.
Now the Director-General of Public Security can only rely on continuous beheading to deter the troublemakers and prevent the city from being completely chaotic and without order.
At noon, the family ate lunch in the shade under the trees in the yard, enjoying the wind.
No matter how turbulent and chaotic the outside world is, at least the Song residence has always been relatively peaceful, and life can go on without any changes.
"The Yang family in San Hutong heard that their second son joined the army and became a general in the imperial court. After this was discovered, the family's house was confiscated by the government yesterday, and nothing was left." Song's father sighed after hearing this. .
"A few years ago, I hugged that child of the Yang family," Song's mother murmured, as if she didn't expect that the naive young man would become a general many years later, let alone the entire Yang family. All gone.
"There is also the rebel army. I heard that they have been causing trouble in the city recently. Many people have been desperate and have gone to join the rebel army." Song's father continued.
"Dad, you must not get involved with anything related to the rebels in the future, so as not to get into trouble." Song Changming reminded.
"I know this well." Father Song took a sip of wine and nodded.
He heard these things from the neighbors in the Hutong. Even if Song Changming didn't tell the rebel army, he would stay away from them.
No matter how much the other party talks about a beautiful vision and lobbying in every possible way, it will be a bubble that will burst at the first prick.
Throughout the history of the Great Han Dynasty, rebel armies have appeared, but without exception, they could not escape the fate of being liquidated and destroyed.
Anyone who is sensible and knows the past history will not defect to the rebel army.
Song Changming was also not optimistic about the longevity of the two revolting forces.
In Liu Dingsheng's place, he could know the latest developments of the general trend of the world.
At present, the imperial court has obviously changed its strategy. It no longer pursues the four princes who have become kings, but mobilizes troops to vigorously attack the two rebel armies in the north and south.
Obviously, for the court and the new emperor, the more important thing than suppressing the four princes with the blood of the emperor was to destroy the rebel army, especially to complete the encirclement and suppression before they could further develop and grow.
In this matter, whether it is the new emperor, the court or other royal families, they still have clear priorities.
They knew very well that even if the four princes finally overthrew the new emperor, the worst result would be that a new emperor with the same imperial blood would ascend the throne, and the imperial power of the Chu family would not change.
And if the rebel army is not contained, and if it finally succeeds, then the world will really change hands!
The Chu royal family, which has been established for nearly a thousand years, will completely decline!
The civil and military officials in the court will also usher in a great purge!
Therefore, none of the officials in the imperial capital wanted the Chu family's imperial power and the current imperial court to collapse.
When dealing with the four princes, the imperial court may have its own agenda, fighting openly and secretly, and considering its own interests.
And to attack the rebels, there must be unity and unity!
That's the difference.
"With the existence of these two rebel armies, Donglai County will probably be able to continue to be protected from war for at least one or two years in the future." Song Changming was calculating in his mind.
After the meal, Song Pingan got the letter from the inn for Song Changming. Song Changming knew who could write to him without guessing that it was from Liang Zhaolong who was away from home.
In the past, he would receive one or two reporting letters from Liang Zhaolong basically every month.
This time is no exception.
The content of the report basically revolves around the Changming Meeting.
What new problems have been encountered in recent months, what problems have been solved, what talents have been recruited, and a lot of important intelligence collected from the outside world.
They will be recorded one by one on the letter paper and informed to Song Changming.
Sometimes when there is a shortage of money for development, he will discuss it with Song Changming.
Then, Song Changming would write a reply, give him his suggestions, and send it to him with money.
At present, the Changming Association run by Liang Zhaolong has just established a firm foothold and is developing in a good direction.
But it seems that it is still very early to really make it happen, and there is a lot of room for improvement.
At the moment, all that can be brought to Song Changming is some intelligence collection content from various places.
In the evening, he wrote a two-page reply and put it in an envelope, waiting to be sent to the inn to be sent to Liang Zhaolong's current location tomorrow.
"The rest will be left to time."
Song Changming looked through the window sill at the full moon hanging high in the night, hoping in his heart to maintain his current relatively stable life.
As spring goes and autumn comes, the sun and the moon are constantly changing, and the world is constantly at war with each other.
In the blink of an eye, the world has been in chaos for another two years.
On this day, thick black clouds came over the city, and heavy rain continued for several days in the Donglai County area.
The water level of Luolong River has risen a lot.
By the river, a black horse galloped across the muddy wetland.
Immediately there was a man dressed as a fisherman. He was completely soaked in the rain and remained unmoved. He continued to ride on his horse.
The bloodstains on his body gradually faded away from their red color under repeated washes by the rain.
"Damn it, who leaked the news!" He Bo felt upset.
The journey was non-stop, and after half a day I could see the distance into the distance. The shadow of the huge port dock had already appeared under the rain.
He also relaxed a little. Once he got on the boat and sailed back to the gang headquarters, he would be considered safe.
"There must be a mole in the gang!"
He Bo was still thinking. As he passed a hillside, a knife suddenly shot out, splitting falling raindrops in the air.
He only had time to hear a sound breaking through the air, and subconsciously tried to dodge.
But he barely managed to avoid the critical point, and still let the sudden knife pierce one shoulder and arm.
The huge inertia directly knocked him off his horse, and he fell to the ground in a panic.
The black horse was frightened and ran away without any regard for the life or death of its owner, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Who attacked me! Get out!"
He Bo used his other hand to pull out the long knife stuck in his shoulder and arm, and shouted angrily.
He also didn't expect that when he was about to arrive at the port and his mind was relaxed, he would be ambushed here!
I was stabbed when I came up. The rain wet the wound, which made it extremely painful.
At this time, the sound of raindrops came from the rain and fog, faintly visible, and seemed to have a rhythm.
Soon, a figure was seen coming from the rain and fog.
This man was tall and straight, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat. He was holding a large black oil-paper umbrella in one hand. The sound of the raindrops falling on the surface of the oil-paper umbrella was the tinny sound of the raindrops.
"It's raining so heavily. If you don't wear a raincoat or hold an umbrella, you may damage your bones."
The voice drifted into his ears, and He Bo frowned. He didn't care about this irrelevant gossip.
His eyes fell on the handle of the long dragon-headed knife behind this person.
"Song Changming, you are no longer a patrol guard of the General Division. Why are you stopping me today? You really think I am bullying you from the Dingshui Gang!" He Bo said sharply.
"These are serious words. I'm only here for you and have nothing to do with the Dinghaihai Gang." Song Changming said and continued to approach without stopping.
When He Bo heard this, he quickly understood and said coldly: "It turns out that you are also here for the mist gold in my hand!"
(End of chapter)