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Chapter 13 Temptation (Part 2)

The canal not far from Yangzhou is full of Ming army ships, and the river bank is surrounded by Ming army barracks. Therefore, Yangzhou is now martial law in the whole city. Lin Qilong, the governor of the canal transport in Yangzhou, worked hard to boost morale. The clerks and officers and soldiers throughout the journey swear to live and die together in Yangzhou. The word coexistence and death appear more and more frequently in the memorials in the southeast. Every time Deng Ming soldiers came to the city, the guards would shout to their subordinates and the court, and then lucky to coexist with their garrison. It would be very dangerous not to carry out such mobilization. For example, Dong Weiguo was captured without such publicity for the first time in Jiujiang. If he had not covered the canal transport into Guazhou later and Deng Ming released the Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade in Gaoyou Lake, some people would have thought of settled the accounts after the autumn.

Due to martial law, all small merchants and vendors around Yangzhou were banned to avoid the Ming army's detailed work to obtain cover. The roadside shops now open have an official background. In other words, these small shops exist as part of martial law. They are providing cover for the Qing army and providing a foothold for the scouts of the officers and soldiers. The sale of food is just to avoid the Ming army's detailed work.

"The Tartars in Yangzhou will not fight at all." After walking along the official road, Gao Yunxuan came to this conclusion. Now he and his companion were sitting in a roadside tea shop. After the waiter walked away, Gao Yunxuan secretly expressed his opinions to his companion.

Not far away is the canal area, which is only a short distance from the war zone, and Yangzhou also ordered martial law, but in the eyes of Gao Yunxuan and his companions, the alert here is indeed full of flaws, which is simply vulnerable.

"A cup of tea costs ten copper plates!" A passenger resting not far away screamed.

The waiter of the sound shop snorted coldly, walked to the guest with a pale face, stretched out his palm and slapped heavily on the table: "Are you planning to cause trouble here? Don't open your dog's eyes to see. We are the contact point designated by the Governor's Office of the Canal Transportation. It is a serious matter to provide tips for the Governor's Office and the Yangzhou Prefectural Office. Selling your cup of tea is just a good idea, but you dare to complain too much!"

The waiter, who was still unsatisfied, slapped him again: "Are you a detailed work of the Ming army, and you are planning to destroy the major affairs of the court? Pay the money!"

After entering Yangzhou Prefecture, similar situations were common. Gao Yunxuan, the people who came from Shandong, were stunned at first. They felt that these Qing courts were obviously not treating the government's errands as their main business, but thinking about how to blackmail customers who drink tea to earn some extra money - but they would definitely succeed, because the shops around the official road all claimed to be the intelligence contact points of the yamen, and those serious families were ordered to close because of the order to quit smoking. Therefore, these Qing courts who disguised themselves as shops, who did not worry about the price of the hungry and thirsty pedestrians who did not pay the money.

"These eagle minions!" Sitting opposite Gao Yunxuan was a girl with a black and yellow face. She said hatefully, leaving the camp of the rebel army with more than ten senior brothers, but now only five people, including her, are left. And it is not entirely because of their outstanding skills, but because of the emergency adjustment of the Shandong Qing army after the disaster of the canal transportation, they found a gap to jump out of the Qing army's encirclement. On the way here, the girl saw many head cages hanging in front of the city gate, which contained the old world with better skills and richer experience. Yu Qiyi sent envoys to the south for help, but the front could not sneak out of the encirclement.

Another Shandong man sitting next to the girl was named Xing Zhisheng. His master was Wu Junshi who helped Yu Ye organize the information. This girl was the military advisor's daughter. As the situation became more and more dangerous, the military advisor arranged this task of seeking help, and asked Gao Yunxuan and Xing Zhisheng to take his daughter out of the camp of the rebel army. In the last words of the military advisor, if he really couldn't ask for help successfully, it would be good to send his daughter into a nunnery.

After making a gesture of silence to the junior sister, Xing Zhisheng Chao Gao Yunxuan and the others winked, and everyone pretended to start drinking water and talked about salt trading - they all put on makeup and became small salt dealers, and they still had a serious salt nest in their hands to tell themselves.

In the eyes of these people who run around the world, the Qing army in Yangzhou Prefecture is vulnerable. They do not do serious things and think about managing their own business all day long. Since they entered Yangzhou Prefecture, they have never encountered any dangerous investigations. Now they are only one step away from the Ming army. They must calm down and calm down. Gao Yunxuan kept reminding himself that from the head cages on the county town along Shandong, the group of senior brothers who set out in front were almost destroyed, and they were the last hope for the Shandong rebel army to get in touch with the Sichuan army.

However, the closer they get to the target, the more worried these people are about the combat effectiveness of the Sichuan Army. In their opinion, the Qing army around Yangzhou is the kind of person who can't fight at all, but the Sichuan army allows them to show off their power around Yangzhou... If such a weak force can match the Sichuan army, how can we expect the Sichuan army to defeat the central Qing troops in Shandong? The Duke of the Guoguo Deng Ming is already famous, and the Shandong rebel army has great hope for him. Gao Yunxuan and Xing Zhisheng are the same. But now the concerns in their hearts are getting heavier. Only their young junior sister who lacks experience in the martial arts world is still enthusiastic. She does not realize that the combat effectiveness of the Sichuan Army is actually very suspicious, and she is eager to see the world-renowned hero of Gaoyou Lake.

While the other two were talking loudly, Gao Yunxuan and Xing Zhisheng were still exchanging opinions in private. Gao Yunxuan thought that it was not far from the canal, so he was suspicious and thought about rushing over in one go. As long as he saw the Ming army's trip, it would be a complete success. However, Xing Zhisheng was worried that the two armies were most cautious on the border and could not rush over at all, let alone taking Junior Sister Wu. Therefore, Xing Zhisheng felt that it might as well continue to follow the official road to Yangzhou. Anyway, Yangzhou's vigilance should not be strict, and then he looked for an opportunity to sneak into Guazhou, and at least find a place for Junior Sister Wu to settle down.

Just as the two were undecided, Wu Yue'er coughed softly, stretched out a finger to signal her senior brother to see someone, and asked softly, "Is that Ming Jun?"

Following Wu Yue'er's gaze, Xing Zhisheng saw a big man with a tiger back and a bear waist strode into the hotel. The man was tall, thick limbs, and a fierce aura appeared on his body. When the man entered the door, he tied his mount to the wooden stake at the door. Xing Zhisheng quickly looked at the horse, which was shiny and seemed to be a stallion that had not been castrated. The horse stood gentle. When the waiter walked over with a bunch of grass, the horse raised his ears and looked at the visitor with anticipation. When the waiter placed the grass in front of the horse's feet, the horse immediately lowered his head and ate it seriously. The child did not resist when he stroked its head and neck.

"This should be a war horse, and life is very good." Xing Zhisheng immediately concluded that horses who work hard every day will never have such good fur; while Yima is usually castrated, but the temper is still difficult to compare with the one in front of him. Whether it is Yima or ordinary war horses in the green camp, they often have heavy tasks, work is very hard and often bullied, so their temper is generally very bad.

This horse is obviously very well-behaved, obviously living a comfortable life, and the owner has been treating it well since he was born. In the past, Xing Zhisheng had seen such a horse that was in a happy mood and had no warning to strangers in the stables of the leader.

The big man who just entered the door was eating noodles. The store brought him a bowl of fragrant rotten meat noodles. There was a braised egg in the small plate in front of him. Looking at the tempting egg and smelling the charming meat fragrance, Gao Yunxuan couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, but they wouldn't eat this kind of thing, which was too noticeable. Moreover, in these black shops opened by the Qing army, the white plate noodles were more expensive than big fish and meat, let alone meat.

Wu Yue'er suspected that this was a Ming army's reason was obvious. The man who was eating voraciously did not shave his head at all. Although his hair was not long, he was still one finger high, and his temples were not even shaved. If the country people were not cloned, they would at least have to trim their hair before entering the city, otherwise this head shape would definitely meet the standards of the Qing court's murder. Besides, this man also had a good horse, and it was impossible for him to be a poor man who could not shave his head.

Five Shandong people looked at each other, including Wu Yue'er, and they all gently reached into their arms and touched the close-fitting weapons they were hiding.

If this was really a detailed work of the Ming army, Gao Yunxuan's evaluation of the Sichuan army would have become lower, even worse than the evaluation of the Qing army in Yangzhou. However, if these waiters who made up the Qing army's detailed work shouted that "take people", these Shandong people would never sit idly by. Rescuing this detailed work of the Ming army can be regarded as a meeting gift from the Shandong Yijun to the Duke of Baoguo, and it would be much easier to find the Ming army with him.

However, the waiters who were proudly threatening the travelers to pay with the background of the government are now turned a blind eye to the short-haired man. The big man raised his bowl with both hands and poured the last noodle and juice into his stomach, then twisted the braised egg and threw it into his big mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. The waiter who was always observing next to him ran two steps and served a glass of warm water with both hands.

The big man took the cup and tilted his neck and drank it all, wiped his mouth randomly, let out a satisfied sigh, took out a note from his arms and slapped it on the table. Then he got up and walked towards the door. A child had already helped him untie the reins and handed them to the big man. When the big man was gone, those domineering waiters were still waving goodbye behind their backs: "Good man, go slowly!"

"This is a fine work by the Qing court, and it was made up by the Ming army." Gao Yunxuan and Xing Zhisheng came to the conclusion. After the big man left just now, the waiter picked up the note he left and said something to his companions. Gao Yunxuan, who had a sharp ear, vaguely heard the word "military ticket", which, as the name suggests, was mostly a kind of banknote circulated within the Qing army.

Both of them saw the sadness and tension in each other's eyes. The Qing cavalry who was dressed up as the Ming army was quite impressive. They learned their movements and expressions vividly, and even the inner temperament of the rebels was very similar, so that Gao Yunxuan and Xing Zhisheng, the two old martial arts worlds, took a look at each other. Fortunately, this was in the store. If they had met in the wild, maybe several Shandong had already gone up to test and questioned them, and they were finally deceived into the Qing court.

What made Gao Yunxuan and Xing Zhisheng even more frightened was that they could not see any flaws in the insidious enemies, but they never could hide the eyes of these waiters. Although these waiters looked like bullying people, the move they showed just now completely changed the contempt of Shandong heroes.

"I really underestimated the heroes of the world." Xing Zhisheng laughed in his heart. Until now, he still couldn't figure out how these Qing army's detailed works, which were covered by the gangsters, saw that the other party was not the Ming army but the Qing army; Xing Zhisheng could only be sure that the other party's eyesight was more than a little higher than him.
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