The weather is getting cooler.
As soon as September enters, except for the hour at noon, it is refreshing from morning to night.
After a heavy rain, the last trace of summer heat left in the air was removed.
However, the people in Kaifeng did not feel happy because of the coolness.
It is said that Gao Jie intends to lead troops to attack Kaifeng.
If this is true, the good days that have just passed a few days will come to an end again.
In troubled times, human life is as cheap as a dog.
Kaifeng is located in the heart of the Central Plains.
No matter who comes, they will want to attack.
Ming army, Shun army, Tatars, you just finish singing and I will appear on the stage.
Once the city is destroyed, it will be a catastrophe, and it is not the people who suffer.
I thought that the Tatars could gain a foothold in Kaifeng, but who would have thought that Gao Jie had another idea of Kaifeng.
When will this precarious life end?
Zheng Kui raised his head and glanced at the sky, wanting to question God, but in the end he sighed and walked into the tofu shop with his hands behind his back.
In the shop, her daughter Zheng Qiucai was cutting the tofu cooked in brine into pieces.
Seeing Zheng Kui come in, she called out sweetly: "Dad" Zheng Kui couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and laughed: "Why, the tofu has been cut."
Although Zheng Qiucai is only fifteen years old this year, she has learned to make tofu from Zheng Kui since she was a child.
She has mastered all the techniques of making tofu and is known as Tofu Xishi.
Because Zheng Qiucai is beautiful, there is an endless stream of matchmakers who come to the Zheng family to propose marriage, and they almost break the threshold of the Zheng family's tofu shop.
But Zheng Kui refused all marriage proposals without exception.
If not for anything else, I just couldn’t let go of my daughter.
His wife died in childbirth when giving birth to Zheng Qiucai, leaving behind Zheng Kui and Zheng Qiucai.
Zheng Kui is both father and mother.
He raised Zheng Qiucai in a tofu shop.
The relationship between father and daughter is very good.
When he thought that the daughter he had raised would marry into someone else's family and be possessed by a strange man, Zheng Kui's heart felt as painful as being pricked with a small needle.
Although he knew that the day would come sooner or later when men were married and women were married, Zheng Kui still hoped that this day would come later.
"Dad, please have a cup of tea" Zheng Qiucai poured a cup of hot tea and held it in both hands before delivering it to Zheng Kui.
Zheng Kui took the tea cup and drank it in a big gulp, feeling that his throat was extremely warm.
What a good daughter "Qiucai, you should take a rest.
There is no need to keep an eye on the shop, dad is here."
Zheng Kui's big, calloused hands gently stroked Zheng Qiucai's smooth and tender cheeks, and smoothed her hair at the temples.
"Dad, it's okay, I'm not tired."
Zheng Qiucai smiled, as sweet as a hibiscus.
However, this scene of loving father and daughter did not last long before it was interrupted by a loud shout.
"Uncle Zheng is in trouble.
The mountain harriers are really coming to Kaifeng.
His Majesty the Governor has issued an order to impose martial law in the whole city of Kaifeng from now on."
Zheng Kui turned around and saw that the visitor was He Chun, a boy from his neighbor's family.
He hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Where did you get the news?
Is it accurate?"
"Oh, Uncle Zheng, my cousin works as an errand in the government office.
This news cannot be false."
He Chun swallowed and walked towards the shop.
Zheng Kui also walked in and asked Zheng Qiucai to pour He Chun a cup of tea.
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He Chun saw Zheng Qiucai and said hello without any hesitation.
He and Zheng Qiucai grew up together since childhood.
He treated the younger sister of the Zheng family as his own sister and had no scruples about the defense between men and women.
Zheng Qiucai poured a cup of tea and handed it to He Chun.
He Chun raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.
He still felt that it was not enough, and said with a smile: "Good sister, please have another cup."
Zheng Qiucai rolled her eyes at him and said, "Nothing is right."
Zheng Kui also coughed and said: "Looking at how anxious you are, this matter cannot be false.
But why did the mountain harrier suddenly come to open the seal?"
He Chun's face straightened and he said: "It's not because all the Tatar soldiers have been transferred to the west, and the troops in Henan are empty.
I heard that the fighting in Taiyuan was very brutal.
The defenders refused to surrender, which made the people in the city suffer."
Zheng Kui's expression also darkened.
What this guy He Chun said makes some sense.
Nowadays, not a single Eight Banners soldier can be seen in the whole of Henan, that is, Zukefa and others are leading the green battalion soldiers to garrison, and their combat effectiveness is very limited.
At this time, if Gao Jie leads the attack, he can indeed take advantage.
"Uncle Zheng, I'm here just to tell you, be careful these days, stop doing business, close the door, and don't open it to anyone."
Of course Zheng Kui understood what He Chun meant.
Kaifeng is a big city, and it cannot be defended solely by the defenders in the city.
If Gao Jie really leads the troops to attack the city, the Tatars will definitely take strong men to the top of the city to help defend the city.
They say they are arresting young men, but the Tatars really don't care how many they arrest.
They all have to follow, from teenage boys to old men in their sixties.
These strong men probably couldn't even get a piece of cotton armor.
They were running around the city to deliver defense equipment, risking their lives like locust arrows.
Zheng Kui is nearly fifty years old and his legs and feet are not very sharp.
If he is caught and made into a young man, he will be in trouble.
It's just that they didn't open the door for several days in a row, so the father and daughter ate and drank whatever they wanted.
A small family with a small business cannot save much money at all.
Even if you want to sit back and have nothing, you can't do it.
Seeing the embarrassment on Zheng Kui's face, He Chun probably understood what he was thinking.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Zheng, how about this?
I'll talk to my father and lend you some food first, and wait until the harriers come over the mountain."
If you withdraw your troops, please return slowly."
Although the He family is not a wealthy family, it is still better off than the Zheng family.
The two families are old acquaintances again, and the He family has to help the Zheng family when they encounter difficulties.
Zheng Kui was overjoyed when he heard this, nodded quickly and said: "hit" "Well, I won't bother you for now.
Uncle Zheng, please prepare some more firewood, rice, oil and salt.
This battle may not last long."
After He Chun finished speaking, he turned and left.
Zheng Kui hesitated for a moment, then shouted: "Boy from the He family, be careful."
He Chun turned around and said with a smile: "Uncle Zheng, don't worry.
My mother asked a Taoist priest to show me my face.
My life is tough."
After saying that, he walked out of the shop in a few steps and disappeared into the alley in a blink of an eye.
"This boy from the He family is really good."
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Zheng Kui walked to Zheng Qiucai, took her hands and said, "Do you want to marry into the He family?"
Zheng Qiucai was startled, pulled out her hand, and said in a panic: "Dad, what are you talking about?
I treat Brother He as my biological brother."
Zheng Kui sighed deeply in his heart.
How could he be willing to marry off his daughter so early?
If there was peace, he would wish to keep his daughter by his side.
But these are troubled times, and he might be able to answer the question one day with his old bones.
If his daughter could marry into a good family, he would feel more at ease.
He had watched this boy from the He family grow up.
He was loyal and honest, much better than those dandy boys
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