Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 565: Missing Family During Every Holiday
As the saying goes, it takes ten years for an army and a hundred years for a navy, and it takes time to fully establish sea transportation.

But many things are imminent.

As the autumn harvest gradually comes to an end, the gears of war across the world slowly start up again, destined to grind many people into pulp.

August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival, Xuzhou.

Wen Dunqizi stared at the bright moon for a long time before he let out a long sigh and returned to his tent bored.

As a marching Meng'an of the Shenwei Army, he should not show such a weak expression in front of his soldiers, but Wen Dunqizi could no longer control himself.

August 15th is a day for family reunion, but he still has to stay in the army in Xuzhou. He doesn't know what his family members in Yidu Prefecture are doing. How can he not be anxious and worried?

Just as Wen Dunqizi was sighing and about to drink a couple of glasses of wine to drown his sorrows, a trusted confidant joyfully rushed into the tent, came directly to Wen Dunqizi, and whispered, "Second Master, the old lady and the others have been found."

Wen Dunqi stood up with a shudder, his voice trembling: "Are you serious?"

Although the confidant was Han Chinese, he had grown up with him, so there was no risk of the news leaking out. "It's true. The Sixth Master came in person, but he didn't dare to come to the military camp. He only dared to hang out in Xuzhou City. I ran into him today when I was out buying salt. I took him to a teahouse outside the camp."

Wen Dunqizi paced on the spot, his voice becoming heavier: "Xiao Zhu, you did the right thing. There are many people in the military camp, and even at night, someone might find out.

So, you bring a few personal guards with you and come with me. Don't try to hide anything. If anyone asks, just say that a soldier has not returned to the camp and is spending time with prostitutes. I'm going to bring him to justice."

Xiao Zhu nodded quickly and turned to summon his personal guards.

In just a few moments, more than ten soldiers had gathered. Wen Dunqizi, also wearing a helmet and armor, came to the gate of the camp with confidence. He explained his destination to the familiar Xing Jun Meng'an who was on duty as the gatekeeper, and walked out of the camp openly and hurried towards the market on the west side of the camp.

A military camp can actually be considered a small city. Where there is a city, there will naturally be merchants. Some of these merchants are military merchants, and some are local people who want to make some money. Most of them are honest and decent people.

Of course, even if the soldiers and merchants have a tacit understanding not to cause trouble and destroy their own entertainment places, the soldiers are still armed with knives. Even if they are unscrupulous merchants, they have to consider whether they can earn the money but not spend it before cheating them. Naturally, they will become honest people.

With such a large den of men, there would naturally be no shortage of prostitutes. In fact, prostitution was the core place of this small market, and there were too many officers and even ordinary soldiers who came here to solicit prostitution.

If it were an ordinary market, it would have closed down by the time the moon rose, but due to the existence of the brothel, it was still quite lively at this time.

Therefore, when a marching Meng'an and his personal guards entered the market aggressively, it instantly caused chaos.

The Jin army officers and soldiers had no idea who was coming, so they all pulled up their trousers and ran away. Some of them had a conscience and even left some money behind, while some people who wanted to take advantage of the chaos simply took advantage of the chaos to have sex with prostitutes, causing many fierce prostitutes to not care about their untidy clothes and stand in the street to curse loudly.

XXX, even if I give a pound of my breast meat to Butcher Zhao for free, I won’t serve you!
In the chaos, the guards were preparing to capture someone, while Wen Dunqizi quietly came to a street and saw the people from his hometown. His eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Sixth Brother! Why did you come just now? I've been so worried these days!"

The man who came was called Wendun Bianque, and at this moment he was also in tears: "Second brother, I finally found you..."

The two men held hands and spoke incoherently for a while. Wen Dun Bian Que finally wiped his tears and said, "Second brother, time is running out. I will tell you quickly."

"Except for the branch in Bozhou, the rest of our tribe is living well. Duke Wei is a kind man. Although he relocated and dispersed our tribe and forced us to change our surnames, he still distributed farmland to us and the taxes he collected were much lower than those of the Jin officials."

"The reason I didn't come to find you before was because of my mother's decision. At that time, I didn't know what kind of person Duke Wei was. I was afraid that if I called you back, your whole family would be wiped out. If you stayed outside, at least you could collect our bodies and avenge us."

"But after this year, I've seen that Duke Wei and Liu Dalang are both kind people. They really want all of us to live in peace."

"After the autumn harvest, the loyal military officer's family collected 30% of the grain tax. There were no large or small buckets, no excessive taxes, and so mother made the decision and let me come to find my second brother."

Wen Dunqizi pondered for a long moment: "What does mother want me to do?"

Wendun Bianque shook his head and said, "Second brother, we are hundreds of miles away, how can we know what's going on here? Mother only asked me to tell you about what's going on in Yidu Prefecture. If you want to do anything, you still have to make the decision."

Wen Dunqizi hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment, and then asked persistently, "Don't you have anything else to say, mother?"

Wendun Bianque thought for a moment and nodded: "Mother said that she only knew that the 40,000 households that migrated from Liaodong to Yidu Prefecture were all living well. If my second brother wants to do something, he might as well make contact with these 40,000 households that originally came from Yidu Prefecture."

Wen Dunqizi nodded suddenly.

As the ruling core of the Jin Dynasty in Shandong, Yidu Prefecture was not only one of the three major military headquarters of the Jin Dynasty, but also had 40,000 Meng'an and Mouke households that the Jin Dynasty spent countless efforts to migrate here.

These 40,000 households were not all Jurchens, but included Xi, Khitan, Bohai and even Han people from Liaodong.

Wanyan Liang went to great lengths and suffered countless casualties along the way. They traveled thousands of miles to Yidu Prefecture. Naturally, he did not want them to come to the Central Plains to enjoy themselves. After the plan of the southern expedition was decided, Meng'an and Mouke households in all parts of Shandong were conscripted to join the army.

It is natural that Tu Shanzhen, who was stationed in Pizhou at that time, had many Meng'an Mouke households in Shandong under his command, including many acquaintances of Wen Dunqizi.

This was also one of the reasons why Tu Shanzhen's troops wanted to retreat that day. Their hometown had been robbed, so what the hell was there to fight?
Wen Dunqizi's heart was pounding.

He was about to say something else when he heard the lookout outside the alley say, "General, a military envoy is here to say that the general manager has an order to hold a military meeting!"

"It's already this late, and we're still holding a military meeting?" Wen Dunqizi muttered to himself in surprise, and then his face darkened. "Oh no, something bad is going to happen."

"Sixth Brother, find a place to stay first. I'll let Xiao Zhu contact you. I'm going back to the barracks first. Something big might happen."

In theory, all Meng'an Mouke households were military households, so Wendun Bianque also knew this and nodded immediately: "Second brother, you must be careful. At worst, we can just go back to Yidu Prefecture to live our lives."

Wen Dunqizi nodded randomly, turned around and left with his knife.

After taking two steps, he turned back and asked, "What Chinese surname did we change to?"

Wen Dun Bian Que was slightly taken aback, and immediately replied: "Wen, mother decided for us to change our surname to Wen."

Wen Dunqizi nodded and then left quickly.

He felt a little complicated in his heart, but it was just a little. Then he found that the military envoy leading the way in front did not lead him to Xiao Qi's tent, but went all the way to the center of the camp.

At the door of Tushan Zhen's tent, Xiao Qi was waiting, and the other marching soldiers had already arrived.

Xiao Qi originally thought that Wen Dunqizi was soliciting prostitution outside under the pretext of catching a prostitute, and his face was full of anger. However, when he saw Wen Dunqizi wearing armor, he realized that he had wronged him, and his anger quickly dissipated.

"Qizhi, since you weren't here just now, I'm specifically telling you not to talk nonsense later. But as long as it's not my military order, you don't have to pay attention to anyone else!"

Wen Dunqizi hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Xiao Qi also nodded with satisfaction, and then led his generals into the tent.

Wen Dunqizi looked around quickly and found that the other two armies had already arrived, and the two military supervisors, Tushan Zhen and Tushan Yongnian, were at the head.

But the person sitting in the first seat was not one of the two men, but an old handsome man who looked more like a scholar than a general.

However, Wen Dunqizi did not dare to look at him too much and immediately bowed his head and saluted.

Are you kidding? Big shots like Tushan Zhen and Tushan Yongnian have to stand aside. He, Xingjun Meng'an, is nothing.

"I am Hesheli Liangbi, the Left Prime Minister of the current dynasty."

Hesheli Liangbi had just introduced himself when a troublemaker jumped out.

A soldier in the Wuan army asked loudly, "I wonder which dynasty you are referring to?"

Wen Dunqizi frowned and looked over, only to find that it was an acquaintance named Gao Anren. It was said that he was the trusted nephew of Gao Jingshan, the general manager of Wu'an Army. He was also a descendant of a loyal hero and had made considerable contributions during the Southern Expedition.

I don’t know whether I was assigned by Gao Jingshan to step forward at this time.

"Gao Erlang! You have no right to speak here! Have you forgotten the military hierarchy?"

Gao Jingshan was furious and pointed his spear at Gao Anren and cursed him.

Oh, it seems that it was indeed assigned by Gao Jingshan.

"No problem." Hesheli Liangbi displayed the magnanimity of a minister and waved his hand, saying, "Gao Erlang, right? Which imperial decree do you want?"

Gao Anren didn't expect Hesheli Liangbi to ask such a question, and he hesitated for a moment.

Although political leanings are clear, expressing them openly is another matter.

Seeing Gao Anren's hesitation, Hesheli Liangbi turned his attention to Gao Jingshan: "General Manager Gao, which emperor's decree do you want?"

Gao Jingshan snorted coldly, not knowing whether he couldn't answer, was too disdainful to answer, or didn't dare to answer, but in the end he didn't say anything.

At this point, Hesheli Liangbi finally smiled and said, "No matter which court you are loyal to, which emperor you are loyal to, or which imperial decree you want, I have it here. Left Military Supervisor, Right Military Supervisor, why not come and take a look together?"

Tushan Zhen and Tushan Yongnian both had expressionless faces and sat motionless.

However, when they saw Hesheli Liangbi actually take out two imperial edicts and two seals from a wooden box beside him, everyone in the general's tent was shocked and silent for a while.

(End of this chapter)