The decision Duanmu Anguo made was a very unethical one. He never thought of giving the Jile Xiaoyao Powder to his personal soldiers, but targeted the Sui soldiers and the people of Bincheng.
He had a crazy plan, which was to make all the people in Bincheng take Jile Xiaoyao Powder, from the old men in their seventies and eighties to the children who had just learned to walk, he wanted them to drink the medicine, he wanted the soldiers of Dashun to see a crazy city when they attacked the city, and all the people in the city would fall into madness, so that it would bring enough shock. He didn't believe that when the whole city charged forward without fear of death, the seventh prince of Dashun, who was like an immortal, would really be willing to kill all those people? He didn't believe that Xuan Tianhua could kill a toddler!
What he wanted was Xuan Tianhua's softness and hesitation. Once Xuan Tianhua hesitated, Dashun's psychological defense would have been defeated, and he would be sure to beat him back to where he came from.
In Bincheng, the prefect Lu Yu is celebrating his 50th birthday today. It is also the day that he has been the prefect of Bincheng for exactly ten years.
As a city on the border of the two countries, Bincheng has enough money to make many people jealous and envious. Even those officials in Beijing said behind the scenes that no matter how high the official is, it is not as free as Lu Yu. Holding the lucrative position in Bincheng, he has made a lot of money over the years.
Lu Yu did make money, so he would rather give up the opportunity to go to the capital to get a higher official position in the past ten years, and stay here and live a carefree life. Now, the relationship between Zong Sui and Dashun has suddenly become tense, and he is quite unhappy about it. He once complained behind the scenes that the new emperor of Zong Sui was too ambitious and had to make things difficult for Dashun instead of living a good life. Once the war started, the border was blocked, and business could not be done. Many goods collected and waiting for cross-border transactions were left in their hands. The cloth was fine, and the fresh food was rotting day by day, and he had to pay for it.
But this was just something he muttered in private. His heart was still with Zong Sui. He even thought that if Zong Sui won, the business could be bigger and not just in Bincheng and Fuzhou.
The whole city was happy when Lu Yu celebrated his birthday. He held a banquet in the prefectural government and prepared to celebrate for three days and three nights. All the officials and businessmen in the city came to congratulate him. Some gave gifts, and some counted the money directly. Lu Yu counted the money until his hands were tired. At that time, he was sitting in the banquet hall of the prefectural government, with countless guests sitting below him. He was also surrounded by several beauties. He had a wine glass in his hand. While eating grapes that the beauties peeled with their mouths, he said to the guests below: "It's my birthday, and I sent an invitation to the Dashun prince who was guarding outside the city, asking him if he dared to come to celebrate my birthday. Guess what happened? He didn't come! He didn't dare to come!"
"Your Excellency is right!" Someone immediately echoed, "The Seventh Prince has been stationed outside for so long, but he didn't dare to touch our Bin City. He is obviously afraid. Bin City has Lord Lu stationed there, and nothing has happened in all these years. How can a prince of Dashun snatch it away?"
"That's right. The adults sent him an invitation, which was to give him face, but he didn't know how to appreciate it, so don't blame us for looking down on him. He said he looked like a god, but in my opinion, he was just a woman!"
Everyone laughed and raised their glasses to toast Lu Yu. Lu Yu was also happy to hear that. He waved his hand and said, "After I finish celebrating my birthday, we will take the initiative to attack Dashun. For no other reason, just to capture the god-like prince alive. Then we will give him to you to have fun and see whether he is a man or a woman!"
The atmosphere in the banquet hall was very high because of this mess, and outside the banquet hall, the festivity was still strong. A man who looked like a servant was holding a wine jar and took the initiative to pour wine for the guards guarding the gates of the prefectural government. As he poured, he said cheerfully: "The master said that the brothers have worked too hard. Today is the master's birthday, and it is a rare happy day. Everyone should drink more. There will be plenty of good wine and food!"
People didn't think much about it. Since the prefect asked them to drink, they would not refuse. After all, if something went wrong, they would be blamed. So people picked up the wine bowls in front of them again and again, and drank the strong wine in the bowls. The person pouring wine poured them bowl after bowl, from the courtyard to the outside of the courtyard, from the inside of the mansion to the outside of the mansion, without a moment's rest.
At the same time, servants dressed as prefects were delivering wine to the four major gates of Bincheng. The wine was delivered in jars on carts, with dozens of jars on each cart. The servants dressed as prefects used their eloquence to persuade the soldiers to eat and drink. Under such constant persuasion, the originally cautious soldiers finally relaxed their vigilance and joined the team celebrating the birthday of Lu Zhizhou, eating and drinking in large bowls.
A soldier guarding the east gate got drunk and stood on the city wall, pointing outside and shouting: "The people of Dashun are a bunch of cowards! They only know how to guard outside, but dare not touch a hair of Bincheng. They are despicable!"
"Of course!" Someone else said, "I've been waiting for this battle since they arrived, but who would have thought that I've been waiting until I got lice on my body, and the Dashun bastards still haven't invaded us."
With these two leading the way, this atmosphere soon spread among the soldiers. People cursed Dashun while drinking, and they felt that it was a good drink! Cursing and drinking was more enjoyable than eating peanuts. In this way, carts of wine jars were emptied, and carts of wine jars continued to be sent to the four major city gates. There was simply as much as they wanted, and there was an endless supply.
The prefectural government was full of singing and dancing, and the soldiers outside the four city gates were drunk. At this time, in Bincheng, floats with lanterns were parading on the streets, and there were lion dance teams and music teams, all marching around the floats. People knew that all this was to celebrate the birthday of the prefect. It was said that a troupe had set up a stage in the square in the center of Bincheng and would perform for free.
Those who like to listen to opera have already walked to the city center, while those who don't like to listen to opera are watching the excitement on the street. Children will also follow the lion dance team. There are also people dressed as servants of the prefectural government accompanying them, shouting to the onlookers: "Everyone go to the central square! The prefectural government will distribute wedding cakes and rewards in a while, so hurry up and wait for the rewards! Hey, sister, don't go alone! You can take the child with you. The prefectural government will give an extra portion to those who bring children with them!"
Under such temptation, people moved happily to the central square of the city. Gradually, the streets became empty, the houses around them became empty, the shops became empty, and even the old lady selling wontons on the street closed her stall and went to the central square to join in the fun. But the sound of drums and suona in the city became louder, coming from all directions, full of joy.
People gathered together as never before, and the whole city of Bin was in a strange state, empty on all sides, but boiling in the center. People gathered together and talked about the prefect's birthday banquet with great interest, saying that they didn't expect that the common people would also benefit from it, and they didn't know how much reward money they would get in a while.
Some people say that the prefect is very rich and has always been generous and would not give less. Last year, when his new grandson was one month old, didn’t he hold a banquet in the whole city and entertain all the people?
Then, people began to recall the three-day long full moon banquet for the prefect’s grandson last year, and couldn’t help but sigh that the prefect must have made a lot of money over the years!
The sound of the drums and music became louder and louder. Gradually, people had to speak louder or even shout to be heard. Someone was more attentive and asked the people around him in surprise: "Did you hear any sound? Bang bang, boom boom, it seems that the ground is shaking!"
The people around him laughed at him and said, "That's the sound of a bass drum! It's the music band beating the bass drum!"
"Then why is the ground shaking?"
"Because the drum is too big." The man answered, and at the same time he loudly explained to the people around him: "I heard that the prefect has placed four large drums in the city. The drums are so big that it takes dozens of people to beat them at the same time. Once the drums sound, the earth will tremble!"
The legendary drums were not only heard by people in the city square, but also by people in the prefecture. Of course, those who heard it were those who had not drunk too much. Those who were drunk had completely lost their minds and were either sleeping or chasing after the singing girls and dancing girls. Even the prefect Lu Yu was so drunk that he was deformed and hugged the two beauties beside him and kissed them on the spot.
In the midst of such debauchery, a guard suddenly crawled into the banquet hall, knelt down in front of Lu Yu, and shouted, "Sir! Sir, stop drinking! The Dashun army is attacking the city!"
The guard who came to deliver the message had also drunk a lot of wine, and his speech was a bit slurred. Lu Yu didn't hear clearly, and asked impatiently: "What did you say?"
"Dashun is attacking the city!" He repeated it again, and then said: "Dashun soldiers are at the four major city gates, east, west, south and north. All four city gates were breached at the same time. My lord, please think of a solution quickly! Dashun's seventh prince is about to charge into the prefectural government!"
"Impossible!" Lu Yu didn't believe it at all, pointing at the soldier, he said: "Are you drunk? The Seventh Prince is clearly in the camp outside the city, how dare he enter our Sui Dynasty? Did you just say I would capture him for your entertainment, and you couldn't help it? Not so fast! You can't just capture people. Have a good drink today, and after three days, I will personally capture the Seventh Prince for you!"
The soldier was so anxious that he almost sobered up. He wanted to tell Lu Yu that this was not a joke and that the Dashun soldiers had really invaded, but Lu Yu had already hugged the beauty and kissed her. He was so anxious that he saw that there was still a glass of unfinished wine on the table, so he simply picked it up and threw it directly at Lu Yu's face. Lu Yu was not happy with this: "What are you doing? Beat him to death!"
"My Lord! I am not joking. The Dashun people have really entered the city!"
"What the hell!" Lu Yu yelled, "I sent an invitation to the Seventh Prince but he didn't even dare to come, how can he possibly attack the city?"
Just as he finished his words, he saw a figure in white walking towards the door of the banquet hall. Every step he took was so calm, as if he had calculated the size of the steps well. He walked to the center of the banquet hall calmly and confidently without any hurry.
Then, Lu Yu heard a voice that was both very nice and very scary saying, "It's the birthday of Governor Lu. How can I not come?"
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