I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 182
Not far from Li Yu, Gan Ning's troops were stationed on Jiangnan Road, outside the city of Taiping Prefecture.

They hardly have any relationship with the people of the Song Dynasty, and they will inform them in advance when they make excuses, and compensate the people.

Slowly, the vigilance of the people in Jiangnan Province dissipated, and their impression of this Soochow army improved.

The people spread word of mouth, and the public anger caused by the rebellion caused by the soldiers and horses of the Eastern Wu Dynasty is slowly disappearing.

All the princes in the court are proud of this, and they boast that their resourcefulness and talent are more than one star and a half higher than that of ordinary people in Shengdou.

In the big camp, the soldiers and horses were resting and recuperating. The big battle was imminent, and a chilling atmosphere permeated the entire camp.

Gan Ning was wearing armor and sitting on the general platform. There were more than a hundred cavalrymen standing below the platform, all of them were leading horses. They were wearing black leather armor. They were tall and burly, with no expression on their faces, just like a group of rocks carved statue.

Gan Ning once took these hundred riders to rob Cao Cao's camp, broke the camp and returned, beheaded for nothing, and became famous for a while.

Beside him, there was a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, who said to Gan Ning, "Fang La's Mingjiao was created by himself. He lived in the Jianghu in his early years and recruited a large number of people. Among these people are Buddhist eminent monks and Taoists." The real person also has the Bailian martyr who rebelled in the Tang Dynasty, and the Moshi from the Western Regions."

The middle-aged scribe couldn't help laughing and said: "It's funny, Fang La absorbed all these sects, and founded a Mingjiao. In the Mingjiao's temple, there are three gods enshrined, namely the Taiping Dao Great Liang sage teacher Zhang Jiao, Shakyamuni Buddha of Indian Buddhism, and Mani, founder of Manichaeism."

Gan Ning couldn't help laughing, "He's not afraid of chewing too much."

"The general should not underestimate him. Fang La has many capable people under his command. Not only are some monks from the Six Dynasties of the Central Plains working for him, but there are also many masters. Their methods are all kinds of strange, so we must be careful."

"Master?"

Gan Ning was a little puzzled, "What the hell is Moshi?"

"Master Mo is a master of Manichaeism, similar to the eminent monks of our Six Dynasties." The middle-aged scribe is Kan Ze of the Eastern Wu Dynasty. He has profound knowledge and has been used by Sun Quan. This time he was sent to assist Gan Ning, and his actual status is actually higher than that of Gan Ning. high.

Kan Ze sighed, and said, "The Parthian Empire in the Western Regions was destroyed, and the former state religion, Manichaeism, bore the brunt. Manichaeism's temples were torn down and burned, and the corpses of Master Moshi were hung everywhere in the streets."

"The Parthian Empire died at the hands of a very cruel religion. After they were occupied, the male Moshi in the capital city of the empire was castrated in public, and the princesses of the Parthian Empire and the saints of the Manichean religion were dragged to the streets for prostitution. The noble ladies and ladies of the clan, like dogs and sheep, are tied around their necks with ropes, openly hawking."

"Under the general situation, the former Mo masters had no choice but to flee. Many came to the Six Dynasties, and because the Song Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty were the first to start business, most of them were concentrated in the Tang and Song Dynasties."

Gan Ning snorted coldly, with contempt on his face, "Since they are the state religion of the Anxi Empire and are admired and enshrined by all people, they should guard the land for the people, report to the emperor, and go down to the common people. When the land is lost, these people don't want to revenge and fight back. , I only know how to run for my life, it is really worse than a beast."

Kan Ze laughed and said, "Hu people are uneducated, don't know etiquette, and don't know righteousness. This has always been the case for thousands of years."

Gan Ning twisted his wristband, "Fangla grass bandits, don't be afraid, sir, let me put down the Fangla rebellion within a month."

Kan Ze tugged at him and said with a smile, "It's too fast, it's not right."

Gan Ning's eyebrows moved, as if realizing something, the two looked at each other and smiled.
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Inside and outside the bustling Jiangzhou City, one could not feel the atmosphere of the battle at all. Only in the restaurants and teahouses, those drinkers chatting and pointing out the country would talk endlessly about the upcoming battle.

Fang La didn't do any evil during these years in Jiangnan Road. The reason why they were so hated by Song Ting was that they made a big fuss in Tokyo last year and almost killed the emperor.

No matter which country in the Six Dynasties, it is impossible to endure being killed to the palace.

This is even more outrageous than directly occupying the state capital, and it is more likely to attract the hatred of the imperial court.

For example, the Xunyang Building in front of you is filled with the bragging and shouting of drunks, which can be heard several miles away. It seems that they are the ones who command the thousands of troops on the battlefield.

Xunyang Tower is a big restaurant beside the Xunyang River in the suburbs of Jiangzhou, but it has not been very prosperous in recent years.

There is a vermilion watch by the door, and two white powder plaques on the pillar, each with five large characters written: "There is no wine in the world, and there are famous buildings in the world."

The signs and couplets are very grand, but they have been in disrepair for a long time, and they are already mottled, and there are even moss on the steps.

It is reasonable to say that this kind of restaurant should be crowded with customers, but the flowers are not so popular in a hundred days, and the restaurant that used to be famous for a while is not making much money now.

Xiao Er was young, holding his chin, looking at the seven or eight guests in the building with a depressed face.

Today's business is very bleak, there are only a few people, and they only ordered a stack of edamame and a few jugs of bad wine.

Eighty percent of the shopkeeper will be in a bad mood, and if he is in a bad mood, he will definitely not make himself feel good.

The more he looked, the more irritable he became, and when he turned his head, he saw three people walking towards the restaurant outside.

A young Taoist priest, with two silly and ugly little Taoist priests, walked with style.

Li Yu took out the booklet from his arms, and there was a red dot on it, bright red and shining brightly.

"It's here."

He looked up, and there was a lookout pole erected next to the restaurant, and a green cloth wine box was hung, which read: "Xunyang River Zhengku."

On the outside of the carved eaves, there are three big characters of "Xunyang Tower" written by Su Dongpo.

Li Yu had been waiting in Jiangzhou for many days, and finally waited for Song Jiang to come out.The red dot hadn't moved before, Li Yu followed the red dot to find it, and found that it was Jiangzhou Prison.

This guy is in jail, not only is there a single room in the prison, but the first class and the prison are all called by each other, they can go in and out as they please, and they can even eat restaurants, that is, he is not good at women, otherwise he can go shopping Brothels are no problem.

A few days ago Zhang Shun gave him a big fish, Song Jiang saw the freshness of the fish and was greedy for its refreshing taste, so he ate more.

This meal ruined my stomach, and at night I had gut cramps and stomach pains, and I had diarrhea for about twenty times a night, so I stayed in prison for so long.

Today Li Yu noticed that the red dot had moved, and when he came outside the city, Li Yu immediately chased him over, wanting to meet him.

When Li Yu walked to the door, Xiao Er put away his sad face, and with a swipe, it was like changing his face, changing into a professional smiling face.

The three Taoist priests in front of them don't look like rich masters, but they have no choice but to greet them with a smile as a junior.

He bent down and smiled apologetically, "This Taoist priest, please come inside."

Li Yu walked to the second floor, at the entrance of the stairs, the wall was covered with various graffiti.

Xiaoer smiled and said: "These are all calligraphy treasures left by previous guests. If the Taoist leader is interested, he can write one time with only a little pen and ink fee."

Li Yu nodded and said, "Let's talk after eating."

Xiao Er secretly despised, do you have money, let's talk after eating.

He had seen a lot of customers who wanted to save face like this, and although he didn't dare to point it out in person, he was sure to slander him secretly.

Li Yu took out a loose silver tael and said, "Serve all the signature dishes from your restaurant."

Xiaoer looked at the silver, confused, why did he pay before the food was served, and the money was not enough, he wondered: "This is it?"

"Reward you."

Xiaoer's brows were filled with joy, it turned out that he had eyes but didn't know Mount Tai, and this little Taoist leader was a rich man.

He quickly wiped Li Yu's seat with the cloth on his shoulders, stretched out his hand and said, "Sit here for a while, and I'll arrange it for you in the back kitchen."

Not long after Li Yu sat down, Xiaoer brought up another pot of tea and said with a smile, "Drink some tea to moisten your throat first, I have scalded this cup for you three times."

Li Yu nodded. The treatment of krypton gold players is different. I have saved a lot of this thing before, but it is useless now. It is better to spend a lot of money to change it.

He stared at the restaurant with both eyes. There were not many customers, so he could see them at a glance.

Soon, a drinker in the corner attracted Li Yu's attention.

He is not tall, short in stature, dark-skinned, and sullen all by himself.

Song Jiang didn't notice that someone was looking at him. Today he managed to take care of himself, and he was very interested in finding his brother for a drink.

It's a pity that he went to Dai Zong but couldn't find it. When he went to Li Kui, he was told that Li Kui was a headless god and had no fixed place to live. Song Jiang had no choice but to go out of the city to find Zhang Shun, but unfortunately he still couldn't find it.

Without a brother around this man for a while, it was like Ximen Qing had no women around him, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.

Especially when drinking, I feel lonely.

Li Yu was [-]% sure in his heart that this was Song Jiang, so he got up and walked slowly over.

"Brother, can you share a table?"

　Thanks for the second silver of Fengmeng, thank you for the second silver of Fengmeng, thank you for the second silver of Fengmeng~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)