Chang Yu bragged with a group of soldiers in the city until the early hours of the morning and then returned to the county government to rest, and saw that the cars in front of the yamen were gathered, and many coachmen and servants were wandering nearby, knowing that the gentry in the city were found by Zou Fengji to donate money.

Sure enough, when I passed by the county hall, I saw that the lights were bright inside, and the voices were very lively, and Zhu Ci'an's voice was faintly heard, and the tone seemed to be quite domineering.

A few officials standing at the door just wanted to go in and report that they were stopped by him, and then smiled and went to the back house, so they didn't bother to talk nonsense with a group of squires, and they had time to recuperate.

When I entered the guest room, I fell asleep, and I heard the noise in the confusion, it was not the Tartars! Chang Yu, who was extremely nervous, turned over and got up, but scared Qiao Sanxiu, who was on duty outside, thinking that there was an assassin, he drew his knife and rushed over and collided with the little eunuch.

"What's wrong with the factory?" Seeing the little eunuch's frightened face, Qiao Sanxiu hurriedly asked.

"But the Tartars have entered the city?"

"Nope!" Qiao Sanxiu frowned, Chang Yu listened attentively for a while, collapsed on the bed with a long breath, covered his face with his hands and rubbed it a few times, he was under too much pressure in the past few days.

Why is it so noisy outside?

Because it's dawn.

The county government is in the center of Linzi City, which belongs to the most prosperous area, and the common people have heard too many rumors as soon as they open their eyes and just go to the street, such as the tens of thousands of Tartar troops are coming, and there is also to donate food for the officers and soldiers, no matter how much money and food each household has, no matter how much money and food must be donated, otherwise the officers and soldiers have no one to help them defend the city on an empty stomach, and the consequences of breaking the city can be imagined.

How ferocious the Tartars were, the psychology of the common people was like a mirror, and for a while, the panic in the city spread, and the noise was everywhere, which woke up the sleeping Chang Yu.

Chang Yu didn't feel sleepy anymore, got up to wash up, his own yamen servant made breakfast and ate it, and when he was about to go out, Zhu Ci'an came over to greet him with red eyes.

"Didn't sleep well or slept too late?" Chang Yu didn't have any feelings for Zhu Ci'an at first, but I have to say that this Prince Heng has an extremely low posture in front of him, coupled with his similar age and remarkable performance in food raising, he is not as indifferent to him as before, and when he saw his tired face, he asked.

"It's a little late, and I didn't sleep well" Zhu Ci'an replied honestly, Chang Yu smiled: "The conditions of this county government are poor, and the palace is soft."

"That's not it, it's a Tartar realm...... "I have to say that this son of the world is very honest, and because of this, he has Chang Yu's favor, but he also wonders whether he is this kind of character or deliberately takes Chang Yu's favor."

"If you know you're afraid, just do something well" Chang Yu didn't want to talk nonsense with him here, so he was about to walk outside the yamen, and Zhu Ci'an followed closely: "Is the factory governor going to the city?" ”

Chang Yu snorted, and Zhu Ci'an was busy: "Ci'an will also go with the factory supervisor to take a look."

Chang Yu glanced back at him: "Aren't you helping Zou Zhixian with the matter of raising grain?" ”

"The matter of raising grain has been finalized last night, and the people will donate some regardless of the number of households, as for how much the gentry donate, how much to borrow, and how much to sell, Zou Zhixian has already asked someone to mention, and there is nothing to do here, Ci'an wants to meet with the factory governor and the mayor of Shangcheng."

Anyway, Chang Yu nodded in response, knowing that although Zhu Ci'an behaved in front of him, he was actually a person who liked excitement in his heart and was also very adventurous, and he was not interested in government affairs, but he was particularly concerned about marching and fighting, after all, he was a young man, most of them were like this, understand.

There are a lot of people on the street, three or five groups of people huddle together, talk about each other, noisy, panic on their faces, look at the city from time to time, wake up early in the morning, hear that the Tartars are coming, the legs are weak, and then listen to the officers and soldiers are also coming, and the heart is a little calm, how do you know that there are only dozens under the inquiry, at this time are training those villagers in the city.

I heard that there are tens of thousands of Tartars, how can such a few people hold it, why don't you run into the mountains before the Tartars come...... And the people were shouting.

There are tens of thousands of Tartars, but they are going to Qingzhou City, and our small broken place is at most hundreds, and there are cannons in the city...... Someone retorted.

And isn't it said that there are tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, and it's hard to say who will win......

Can be pulled down, how can there be tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, no matter how many they are, they have not even been able to win the thief army for so many years, and they have been able to fight the Tartars...... Although the Tartars are attacking Qingzhou, they don't have to come to us after defeating Qingzhou...... Let's run quickly, and hide in the mountains for a while......

The mountains are not a good place, every shelter from the wind and rain and there are many bandits, they must be robbed and killed, even if they are lucky, how long can they last without food or drink......

That's better than being killed by the Tartars, by the way, the Tartars generally don't kill people, they are directly taken captive and taken to the outside of the customs to be slaves, cattle and horses, it is better to live than to die......

Chang Yu and his entourage walked along the street towards Beicheng, and all they heard on the way was that the people were talking about it, and they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows and ask Zhu Ci'an: "Has Zou Zhixian ordered the city to be closed?" ”

Zhu Ci'an shook his head: "I don't know, isn't this under the control of Li Shiyuan" Seeing that Chang Yu didn't speak, he asked again: "Is the factory governor going to close the city?" ”

Chang Yu shook his head slightly: "It doesn't make much sense, this is not the main battlefield, it won't be like Qingzhou, the people want to stay, and if they want to go into the mountains, please do it yourself, but if you want to go, hurry up, there will be a Tartar attack to disturb the city gate and close it later."

As he spoke, he arrived at the north city gate, the city gate was closed, and a few officials on duty did not recognize Chang Yu, and raised their hands and shouted: "The north gate is closed, if you want to go out of the city and go to the east gate or the south gate."

Chang Yu smiled and didn't speak, and Zhu Ci'an turned around and went to the city, seeing that Chen Sole was training those villagers with a group of soldiers, they were sleeping in the city last night, and when he woke up in the morning, Li Shiyuan brought fifty or sixty villagers over to let them help polish it.

These fifty or sixty people were originally formed by Zou Fengji in order to prevent trouble, which is equivalent to the militia or temporary workers of the city management in later generations.

Li Shiyuan was looking at the city when he saw Chang Yu coming and hurriedly came to greet him, Chang Yu saw that his eyes were full of red silk, and gently patted him on the shoulder: "It's hard."

"No, no, no, it's a matter of humble duty" Li Shiyuan was slightly surprised, a little flattered and waved his hand, Chang Yu walked to the battlements and looked around, and suddenly exclaimed: "This Linzi City originally had a moat."

Li Shiyuan hummed on the side, he was more familiar with Linzi and said: At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Li Zhongming built Linzi, in Saturday, three zhang high, there is a two-zhang wide moat outside the city, but hundreds of vicissitudes of life, the city has been broken and repaired several times, and the moat has long dried up into a shallow beach that is not easy to find if you don't look carefully.

As soon as the city of Linzi is small, basically the city will be broken when it encounters a big war, and there is no small war, so the moat will become a chicken rib, and there is no big river around Linzi, and it will be abandoned over time and slowly flattened by silt.

"It is said that the water of the moat originally came from that lake," Li Shiyuan said, pointing to a large lake a few miles to the northeast, but it was just when the lake was dry and there was not much water.

"That's Taigong Lake," Zhu Ci'an interjected beside him.

Chang Yu said casually: "Taigong, Jiang Taigong!" ”

"Exactly" Zhu Ci'an nodded, but Chang Yu was stunned, and then smiled: "The water is not deep, there is a dragon and a spirit, a small puddle of water stained with the name of Jiang Taigong looks tall, this Linzi people are very good at rubbing Jiang Taigong's name."

"You don't know, Lord Governor, it's not that the people of Linzi are stubborn, and this is the fief of Jiang Taigong, Linzi was the border of Qi in ancient times, and Jiang Taigong was the first monarch of Qi in the Zhou Dynasty...... In the south of the city, there is the Jiang Taigong Ancestral Hall, and there is a mound of clothes in it......"

Chang Yu was stunned, not because he didn't know this history, but because he didn't expect Zhu Ci'an to be so knowledgeable about the past and the present, Fan Gongting outside Qingzhou City came with his mouth open, and now he is like a number of parents, good guys, if the real person is not good-looking.

"There is also the Taigong Lake in the east, also called the Zihe River, which is rich in Taigong fish and has delicious meat...... In the past, I often came to the lake to play grilled fish......" Zhu Ci'an was still talking, but Chang Yu swallowed his saliva: "Grilled fish is a good thing!" ”

Zhu Ci'an's eyes lit up: "The factory governor likes to eat fish?" Why don't you go and catch some......"

Chang Yu shook his head: "The fish is still caught by himself."

A moment later, more than ten horsemen came out of the east gate and galloped away to Taigong Lake.