Chapter 33: The Romance of the Gods "Uncle, have you heard that Wu Labuhua led 200,000 elites to fight Sesame Plum, but the Sesame Plum was beaten and wiped out?"
In the evening, the old man Zhang, who was selling cooking cakes, put down his burden and walked toward the roadside.
Old Wang, who sells haggis soup, asked in a low voice.
His wrinkled old face was filled with joy at this moment.
"How come you haven't heard of it?"
Old Wang, who sells haggis soup, looked around warily, then lowered his voice and responded mysteriously, "Everywhere in the city has been clamoring about this matter these days.
Everyone said , Na Wu La Bu Hua went all the way and killed countless innocent people.
This time, retribution has come."
"How can I say it's not the case?
I heard that the Koreans who escaped back complained that Wu LaBuHua was already sure to win, but suddenly a thunderbolt struck in mid-air.
Wu LaBuHua and the soldiers around him were all smashed to pieces."
Old man Zhang, who was selling cooking cakes, nodded, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, and smiled with satisfaction.
"Not one, but five.
The first one killed the old thief Wu Labuhua first, and the next four, from southeast to northwest, killed all the 200,000 troops."
The old man Wang who sold haggis soup also laughed.
Smile and correct seriously.
He took out a large wooden bowl, wiped it casually with a rag, scooped out a large bowl of haggis soup from the pot, and put a few more pieces of fatty sausage into it.
Then he pushed the bowls toward the edge of the table and said in a pretentious manner: "Here, let's warm up with a bowl of haggis.
I'll treat you to this meal, brother."
"Then, why are you so embarrassed?"
Old man Zhang, who was selling cooking cakes, swallowed and waved his hands.
In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of fat intestines and sat down sideways at the greasy table.
He took out two pancakes, one tore it with his hands and poured it into the bowl, while the other was pushed to Old Man Wang, "This is my treat.
We brothers, today..."
Not daring to say it clearly, he tilted his gaze to the southeast, nodded and smiled.
"Sesame cooking cakes, good stuff."
Old man Wang was not polite.
He took a bowl of mutton soup that was so clear that the bottom was visible.
He poured the cooking cakes into his stomach and said vaguely, "I'll tell you."
Tell me, you cook cake, you will become famous in the future.
Do you know what happened with Sesame Plum?
Everyone was given a cook cake and then brought everyone together."
"It's a pity that we don't have heroes like that here.
Otherwise, old man, if I throw away all this basket of cakes, how much is it worth?"
"Isn't that true?
If anyone in our Zhending Mansion dares to imitate Sesame Plum, I will make him drink the mutton soup every day."
Two old men half-buried in loess, you said something to me, chatting while eating.
The louder he spoke, the louder he spoke, the hot words broke through the cold December wind and floated in the air.
"Speaking of which, under the command of the Jade Emperor, Li Jing, the Heavenly Master of the Tower, and the nine brothers are stationed at Tongtian River.
The demons and ghosts have stopped here.
Who are the nine immortal masters?
Don't worry, please listen to me slowly.
Apart from Li Jing, Marshal Li , the one at the top of the queue, named Yunli Jingang Pengda, is holding a huge mountain-cutting ax, weighing more than 14,000 kilograms."
In the teahouse of Dadu City, the gentleman who spoke Pinghua was stunned and stared.
Closed tightly, intoxicated.
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"Come on, Lao Jiu, there's a battle on the Tongtian River.
You said it since morning.
Now, I've poured down four pots of tea in my compartment.
The real boss on your side hasn't come out yet.
Stop it.
Stop it.
Stop it.
Quickly change the paragraph.
"Enjoyable."
The famous old tea drinker was anxious after hearing this.
He took out a few Zhi Da Tong Bao from his pocket and threw them into the small bamboo basket next to the storyteller with a "clang" sound.
"Okay."
The storyteller quickly opened his eyelids, and his eyes were filled with light.
As he raised his hand, the two Great Tongbao forged during Yuan Wuzong's reign had disappeared.
Then he slapped Su Mu again and said, "Pah.
Let's not go into details about the origins of these other generals.
Today I will just talk about the eighth general, the four-winged roc Lei Zhenzi."
"Okay" I just announced my name.
The tea vendors, bearers, and some poor scholars around me were already cheering loudly and slapping the tables and chairs with great joy.
The storyteller, who was called Laojiu by everyone, clasped his hands around, cleared his throat, and continued to speak loudly, "It is said that Lei Zhenzi was conceived by thunder and lightning in the sky and earth, and no one took care of him after he was born.
King Wen of Zhou Dynasty happened to pass by and picked it up as the eighth child.
The eleventh son was given to the elder Yun Zhongzi to raise him.
Because he had a strange appearance and conflicted with King Wen's fate, King Wen did not dare to let him take his father's surname, so he took the homophonic name of Dazhou and changed his surname to Zhu.
"Okay!"
There was another round of cheers all around, and all the tea drinkers slapped the table and laughed until their faces were filled with tears.
The tea splashed all over the green shirt, but he didn't bother to wipe it up.
Everyone knew who the Tota Heavenly Lord Li Jing was referring to.
Which one the four-winged roc refers to is even more obvious.
The capital city is at the feet of the emperor, and the court has many eyes, so some "rumors" dare not spread randomly.
But it is definitely not against the law to listen to ordinary people, and the storytelling gentleman and the teahouse owner are afraid that there are not enough customers and they will not sit here long enough.
Of course, everyone can say whatever they like.
This kind of thing of selling dog meat with sheep's head must not be hidden from the eyes of the imperial court among the people.
Soon, the relevant secret notes were sent to the palace through special channels.
Bo'er, the 15th Khan of the Mongolian Empire and the 11th Emperor of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, looked at it.
He was so angry that he kicked the imperial case in front of him to the ground. .
Then he picked up a hammer that was usually used by carpenters from his side, and smashed the self-minging palace leak he had just made with a "seven miles of click" into pieces.
The eunuchs and maids who were serving the emperor's daily life in the Yanchun Hall were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they fell to the ground, not even daring to make a sound.
Everyone knows that when His Majesty the Emperor in front of him gets angry, the "power of God" is very powerful.
If you come closer at this juncture, your head will definitely be smashed to pieces with a hammer like the uterine leakage.
There will be no chance of speaking out the words of persuasion.
The cowards on duty at the gate of Daming Palace are also smart people.
He quickly secretly separated an articulate one and ran to Akihito Hall on the west side to move reinforcements.
The second queen of Mingren Palace, Qi Shi, was Tuohuan Timur's Korean maid when she was deported to Pyongyang when she was young, and she and Tuohuan Timur shared weal and woe.
After hearing Qie Xue's description, he immediately put down the Persian cat in his hand, supported by Pu Buhua, the eunuch who was with him, and strode toward Yanchun Pavilion.
Although the palace of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties was built with great care, in terms of scale, it was much smaller than the palaces of the Tang and Song Dynasties, and even more than a little bit smaller than the palaces of the later Ming Dynasty.
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Therefore, Empress Qi did not take too long to arrive at the door of Yanchun Hall.
She first asked Pu Buhua to lift the thick plush outer curtain, lay on the crack of the door and peek inside a few times, and then Pushing the door open with his own hands, he said with a smile: "Who is Dahan angry with?
He smashed the drain that he finally made.
Look, the floor is full of water.
Even in the winter, he is not afraid of the cold."
Legs off" After coaxing Tuohuan Timur, he turned his head and shouted loudly at the eunuchs and maids lying on the ground: "You are a bunch of lookless things, why don't you clean them up quickly?
Do you have to wait for the Great Khan to wait for you?"
Is it an imperial edict?”
"Yes."
The eunuchs and maids, who were about to faint from fear, quickly agreed loudly.
Jumped up from the ground and scrambled to clean up the mess.
Qi shook his head slightly, turned around again, snatched the hammer from Tuohuan Timur's hand, and coaxed him like a child: "If the Khan doesn't like this thing, ask his subordinates to take it out and burn it."
Yes.
Why bother to smash it yourself?
I will do it for you.
Just give the order to the Khan to smash it next, and I will smash it to pieces immediately."
As he spoke, he raised the hammer high above his head and made an angry look.
Tuohuan Timur was sweating all over from exhaustion, and most of the anger in his stomach had already disappeared.
Seeing Qi's naughty behavior at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After laughing, the remaining anger in my heart was extinguished.
Shaking his head, he sighed and said: "It's already rotten to this extent, why do you need to smash it?
Forget it, someone, take the leak out and burn it."
At this point, a sudden sadness surged in his heart.
He waved his hand and told the cowards who had just ran in, "No, just leave it.
I, I will find something to repair it tomorrow.
Let's repair it.
Alas Maybe, it might even make it better.”
"Nuo" The timid Xue people were confused when they heard this, so they had no choice but to agree and then backed out of the door.
"Alas" Tuohuan Timur continued to sigh as he looked at the uterine leakage that had been smashed to pieces by himself.
Isn't the Great Yuan Empire just a rotten palace?
It was first smashed indiscriminately by the powerful minister Yan Tiemu'er, and then the second time by the powerful minister Boyan.
When he finally grew up, he united with Tuotuo to expel Boyan.
The entire empire was rotten with holes everywhere, and he didn't even know where to start if he wanted to repair it.
Tuohuan Timur considered himself not a mediocre emperor.
At least, he was much more alert and diligent than his father Kududuk Khan and uncle Jayaduk Khan.
The first two khans were actually the puppets of the powerful minister Yan Timur.
Not only did they act like emperors in a daze, they also died in a daze.
And he at least survived Yan Timur's death, and designed to expel Boyan, and regained the first empire in the world that spanned the east and west into the hands of Tian Khan.
However, after they were captured, they realized what the empire had been ruined by Yan Timur and Boyan.
Under the rule of the imperial court, people were starving and bandits were rampant, and the civil servants were trying their best to make money. , when you visit someone on the first day of your visit, you will receive money, if you have nothing to do, you will spend money on the day, if you have nothing to do, you will ask for money, if it is a festival, you will receive money, if you ask for money on a birthday, you will receive money on a regular basis, when you are in charge of things, you will receive money, if you send money, you will receive money as a favor, if you want to send money, you will receive money, and if you want to make a complaint, you will receive money.
Said official money.
The number of bright eyesight is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and even he, the emperor, was amazed.
As for those who were military generals, they lived on empty pay until there were not even a few soldiers left under their tents.
When the superiors inspected them, they actually had to put their slaves and maids in armor and use them to make up for their numbers.
As for the khanates in the Western Regions, let alone them.
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If his grandfather, Qulu Khan, hadn't given a hard blow, they would have set up their own businesses long ago.
Even so, it would be difficult for the imperial court to mobilize troops and horses from various khanates to suppress the rebellion.
Except for the Golden Horde, which squeezed out tens of thousands of people like sheep shit, the other Khans turned a deaf ear to their own imperial edicts. , But among these 10,000 elites, most of them were killed by You Chengwu of Henan Jiangbei Province in just one battle.
From Wu Labuhua and the civil and military staff around him to the centurion and brand leader, they were all killed by a group of ant thieves.
The few Koreans who escaped by chance were all frightened.
He can only talk about thunder, thunder, heavenly punishment and so on.
When asked about the specific process, he can't explain a word clearly.
As a result, almost two months have passed since the battle.
The imperial court did not even understand how Wu Labuhua lost the battle, let alone re-deployed troops and generals to quell the rebellion based on the enemy situation in Xuzhou. .
Note: This is the sixth alliance leader, and the younger brother Ant will add more updates
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