Chapter 942 Jianzhou White Lotus
As the birthplace of the Jurchens, Jianzhou City is a typical example of a city that does not live up to its reputation.
The low city walls, cramped layout, and the mixed environment of humans and animals make it difficult to match its status as the capital of a country no matter how you look at it.
Especially since it was midwinter and the New Year was approaching, most of the Jurchens in the city stayed at home, while those who were running around in the streets and struggling to make a living were mostly Han men and Koreans.
At first glance, the people wearing hemp clothes, with their hair tied up and their clothes turned right, looked no different from those in the counties inside the Great Wall.
However, every time they met on the road, they looked at each other's embarrassing situation of having no clothes to cover their bodies, boots that could not keep them warm, and tattoos on their faces, and the sadness and helplessness they felt were much greater than those inside the Great Wall.
Of course, not all Han people running around in the city were in such an embarrassing situation. Among them, there were many who were well-dressed and looked calm and energetic.
But people try to avoid this kind of people as much as possible. After walking around them from a distance, most of them will even spit at them and curse them.
This is exactly the treatment Yao Anmin is receiving now.
But unlike those who had long been accustomed to being bondservants, Yao Anmin was extremely angry about this.
If he wasn't in a hurry to go back to discuss important matters, he would have grabbed a few "slaves" and argued with them with his fists as big as casseroles.
Yao Anmin was so angry that he returned to his place. He was inevitably a little careless with his hands and smashed the door panel with a loud bang.
Then I heard clanging sounds from inside, and countless swords were unsheathed. Then someone stuck to the door and said, "The Jade Emperor in heaven will be replaced, and the King of Hell on earth will be replaced."
"With the White Lotus in my heart, protect my homeland!"
Yao Anmin responded in a gruff voice, and then said, "It's me, Yao Anmin."
There was silence in the room for a long while before the door was slowly opened.
Without waiting for the door to open, Yao Anmin squeezed in impatiently, looked around, and bowed to an old man in the middle to report: "Deputy Master Xue, something big has happened! I just delivered the two muskets today, and before I had time to say anything, the Jurchens leaked that the dog emperor sent an envoy to Jianzhou, probably to stop fighting and make peace with the Jurchens!"
After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "I also heard that the envoy sent by the dog emperor was none other than that dog thief surnamed Sun!"
Upon hearing this, all the "heroes" around were shocked.
As envoys sent by the White Lotus Sect to form an alliance, they had wasted more than a month in Jianzhou City but had not received a definite reply from the Jurchens.
It was originally believed that the Jurchens had some doubts about the strength of the White Lotus Sect, so Deputy Leader Xue had people do everything possible to get two new muskets back from Shanhaiguan, intending to use them as proof of the White Lotus Sect's soft power.
Who would have thought that the news I got in exchange for the two muskets would be such news!
Although Deputy Sect Leader Xue did not speak, he could not help showing his anger. After being silent for a while, he turned his gaze to the wealthy scholar beside him, his eyes full of inquiry.
The scholar looked around first, and when the cursing subsided a little, he said seriously: "In my opinion, this is an opportunity for us. If we can take this opportunity to get rid of the dog emperor's envoy, there will be no turning back for the court and the Jurchens..."
"That's easy to say!"
Suddenly someone in the crowd sneered, "That's Sun Shaozong, the man who went in and out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood seven times! Even if we put in a dozen of us, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough to fill his teeth!"
Although no one responded, fear could be seen on their faces.
Ever since Deputy Leader Ge Zhan led an elite force to the capital in search of the reincarnated saint, but was tracked down and wiped out by Sun Shaozong, the White Lotus Sect has made him a key focus.
Therefore, the middle and upper-level backbone members of the White Lotus Sect knew even more about Sun Shaozong's massacre in Wuxi Prefecture than the imperial court.
Even the most rebellious person, facing this killing god that thousands of soldiers fear, would inevitably feel that he is unable to defeat him.
The wealthy scholar looked around again. He originally wanted to disparage Sun Shaozong to boost everyone's morale, but seeing how uneasy everyone was, he was afraid that it might not have any effect.
So he quickly changed the subject and said, "Brothers, although is difficult to deal with, he is not the only envoy sent by the dog emperor - we only need to kill a few well-known ones, and that will be enough!"
Now everyone breathed a sigh of relief and said: as long as they don't have to face Sun Shaozong directly, they can go through all the trouble.
However, some people raised objections: "Mr. Zhang, it is possible to kill a few irrelevant people, but what if the Jurchens turn against us and hand us over to that Sun to pay for his crimes?"
The voices of agreement around him suddenly disappeared, and everyone turned their questioning eyes to the wealthy scholar again.
Zhang Xiucai was confident and said complacently: "I have already made plans for this matter. We just need to find a way to divert the trouble to another place, and then we can rest assured."
As he spoke, he pointed his finger to the west.
Everyone was puzzled, except Yao Anmin, who had been running outside, who suddenly realized what was going on and blurted out, "You mean those Mongolians?!"
"Yes! Those Mongols!"
Zhang Xiucai looked like he was in charge of the country, and he was just short of getting a feather fan and a long scarf. "As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Right now, the Mongols are more powerful than the Jurchens , and they have always helped each other. If they kill the dog emperor's envoy, will the Jurchens dare to turn against them?"
Upon hearing this, everyone started discussing it heatedly again, and they all felt that this plan was feasible - the Mongols would definitely not be happy to see the Jurchens make peace with the Zhou Dynasty, and would definitely try to stop it.
So Vice Leader Xue made a prompt decision: "This opportunity cannot be missed! Leader Yao, you should go to the Mongols now and think of a solution..."
As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a noisy sound outside, as if countless people were shouting at the same time.
Vice Sect Leader Xue frowned and winked. Someone immediately pushed the door open and came out. He looked out through the courtyard wall for a few times and turned back to report, "It seems like there's a flood on the street."
Vice Sect Leader Xue listened for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Go and find out more carefully."
The man took the order, closed the door, and sneaked out of the yard like a ghost.
Vice Leader Xue then continued the previous topic and solemnly warned: "The Mongols have always been unruly. You must control your temper and don't do anything counterproductive."
After a pause, he regretted and said, "It's a pity that the two muskets were given to the Jurchens, otherwise they could be used as a stepping stone."
Yao Anmin hurriedly said: "Master, please rest assured. I will be attentive and attentive in front of those Mongols..."
"Master!"
As they were talking, the man who had just gone out to get information suddenly pushed the door open with a sullen face. Without waiting for anyone to ask, he said in a deep voice, "It's Wu Qizhi's thirteen-year-old daughter, wandering around naked outside. I heard that she was brought in by a Jurchen noble along with her mother for a 'banquet' last night. She couldn't bear the humiliation and became mentally ill."
There was silence in the room for a while.
After a long while, someone finally said in a hoarse voice, "How...how could this be? Isn't Wu Qizhi favored by the Jurchen leader and known as the number one strategist?!"
After the White Lotus members arrived in Jianzhou City, they relied on Wu Qizi's matchmaking to establish contact with the Jurchen upper echelons.
There were quite a few people in this room, all of whom were used to seeing him acting recklessly and arbitrarily in front of the Jurchens. How could they have imagined that in the blink of an eye, his wife and daughter would end up like this?
Then the man who was trying to get the news sneered and said, "I heard that the Jurchen leader learned about this and severely fined that person 500 taels of silver as a punishment - that was Wu Qizi. If it was an ordinary Han Chinese, he would not be treated like this."
There was another silence in the room, and most people felt sad for their own kind.
Among them, Zhang Xiucai was the worst.
Because they were both scholars, he got along best with Wu Qizhi and admired his intelligence the most. He even thought about joining the Jurchens and becoming their second-in-command. But he never thought...
Bang!
At this moment, Vice Leader Xue suddenly slammed the table and shouted angrily: "It is because of the incompetence of the imperial court and the tolerance of the evil emperor that the barbarians are so rampant! One day when the White Lotus Sect establishes a Buddhist kingdom on earth, we will definitely slaughter these barbarians!"
As he said this, he secretly signaled to his trusted aides, one of whom quickly raised his arms and shouted in Shaanxi-Gansu dialect: "Establish a Buddhist country and kill all the Tartars!"
"Yes, establish a Buddhist country and kill all the Tartars!"
Everyone stood up to greet him, but they had long forgotten that it was this Sect Leader Xue who had just urged Yao Anmin to bow down before the Mongols, and who also hated not being able to sell the country's weapon to the two families.
