Lintai Storm Record

Duo, I heard the voices in the room getting louder and louder.

Suddenly there was the sound of smashing something.

The two people who were arguing didn't expect anyone outside the door at all, Qin Yuning didn't look back, and shouted: "Who told you to come in?" Then he was taken aback, his lips trembled, "Why are you?"

Yang Wen turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and sat heavily in the chair. His round and big belly slumped down. He wanted to drink some tea, but he awkwardly withdrew his hands from the empty table and put them in his sleeves.

"Master Song has returned to the capital." Yang Wen coughed, coughing out the stale air stuck in his chest, and forced a smile.

Qin Yuning didn't give Song Qianzhi a good face at all, and turned his mouth towards Yang Wen.

"The big guy is here. Didn't you ask him for food? Coincidentally, he's here." Qin Yuning's words were unavoidably schadenfreude, and the anger accumulated in the quarrel just now let go.

Song Qianzhi Yang Wen bowed his hands.

Yang Wen lost his temper completely, and said in a bad mood: "Nephew, Moti, I'm trying to figure out a way to get the food, and I won't be able to get it out for a while. The treasury is empty. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see it. There is not even a single grain. Rongzhou The Ministry of Households of Mengzhou has already distributed food, and it always needs to let everyone take a breather. It takes time to transport and buy food. This food is not like people, as much as you want, you can collect it on the spot. No, you can’t go there Robbery, merchants have to eat, people in Rongzhou open their mouths, people in the capital may not have surplus food, I will not do the work of tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall, whoever wants to do it, call me Yang Wen for you You can plant it on the head of my household at will." Yang Wen took the posture of smashing the can, and went all out.

"The vernal equinox is approaching, no matter what we have to get the grain in place before the spring plowing." Song Qianzhi said calmly, and called out the door, ordering a small official to make tea.

Yang Wen sat with his head sullen and didn't speak.

Qin Yuning flipped the pages of the military newspaper, but he was obviously very upset after reading those two pages back and forth.

Song Qianzhi waited for Yang Wen to speak, but he didn't speak.In the silence, the birds chirping outside were particularly distinct. At this time, it depends on who can calm down, and the scene cannot be lost.

"Did you enter the palace today?" Qin Yuning asked Song Qianzhi, as if Yang Wen didn't exist, because Yang Wen was relieved when he mentioned another point, he looked at the door with round eyes, he came to Qin Yuning to call Qin Yuning Hold down Bai Guyou's side and ask the army to borrow some food from nearby counties.

"Go to see my mother." Song Qianzhi didn't say anything about looking for Meng Zhongcheng.

"How is Mrs. An Dinghou feeling better today?" Qin Yuning raised his eyes, and could see that he really cared about Zhou Wanxin in his expression, but it was inconvenient to say it because of Yang Wen's presence.

"It's still the same."

Qin Yuning wanted to comfort Song Qianzhi, but when he saw his expression was calm, he thought it over and said, "You have really grown up, and you still don't want to marry a wife."

Song Qianzhi smiled and said, "No one can look up to me."

Qin Yuning didn't say anything yet, Yang Wen laughed first.

"Nephew Song Xian really wants to marry. Let the queen mother decide for you. You can't marry any girl. Listen to my advice from someone who has experienced it. A man has ambitions in all directions, but he must first start a family and then start a career. The rear is unstable and easy to rush. Fire." Yang Wen pointed out something.

Looking at Qin Yuning's bitter face again, Song Qianzhi felt a little embarrassed when he couldn't ask.

At this time, the little official came in with tea, Yang Wen took a sip, got up and wanted to resign, but was grabbed by the sleeve of his robe by Song Qianzhi, who forced Yang Wen to leave a word, saying that he would send the grain to Rongzhou within five days hair.Song Qianzhi thought that according to Lu Guan's idea in five days, he would not be in the capital anymore, and it would be best if it could be done within five days, so he forced Yang Wen to make a written proof and stamp Hong Tongtong's private seal before letting him go.

Yang Wen ran away on the front foot, and Qin Yuning couldn't help laughing on the back foot: "Fortunately, you are young, so you can control him."

When Yang Wen was not present, Song Qianzhi relaxed and asked Qin Yuning what was going on at home.

Qin Yuning shook his head and supported his forehead: "The ministry is too busy, and I can't go home for ten days and a half months. Madam took her daughter back to her mother's house. I just found out yesterday."

Song Qianzhi asked him if he would send someone to invite his wife back.

"Forget it, she won't be able to be invited by others. When I'm done, I'll come to the door and carry her back." Qin Yuning threw the military report in front of Song Qianzhi.

Song Qianzhi hadn't watched it yet, so he remembered and asked Lu Guan if he had been here.

"I'm here to ask Zhaizi, why don't you two come here together?" Qin Yuning knew that Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan were now going in and out together all day long, so he thought it was the emperor who ordered them to act together. As a bachelor, it's okay to hang out with errands all day long, and don't take it seriously.

At this time, the words on the military newspaper jumped into his eyes, and Song Qianzhi's ears buzzed, but he couldn't hear what Qin Yuning was talking about.

"Is something wrong with Southwest?"

"Small things, what I'm afraid of now is not war, but lack of money and food." Qin Yuning sighed, "It's just some villagers who were instigated by others and formed a rebel army. The mob is nothing to be afraid of. Send two garrison troops nearby That is, Yang Wen came to cry poorly with me, you were here, but he didn't cry, and you will leave later, so he has to come at night."

Song Qianzhi returned the military report to Qin Yuning, got up and went out, Qin Yuning called him from behind, but he didn't seem to hear, and walked away quickly.

☆, Orthodoxy ([-])

Hurriedly running home, Song Qianzhi suddenly remembered that he didn't ask Qin Yuning about buying a house. Luckily, Lu Guan asked, and said that he hadn't seen any suitable ones, and had already seen two.

Seeing Song Qianzhi sitting on a chair in a daze, Lu Guan took his hand and wiped it off with a handkerchief, and asked him how Yang Wen was doing.

Song Qianzhi asked for a bowl of tea, swallowed it hard, and then looked at Lu: "The Southwest is really fighting."

"Ah?" Lu Guan was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "What did Qin Yuning say?"

"Well, he showed me the military newspaper. In Songzhou and Xunzhou, hundreds of villagers gathered to start an uprising from the upper reaches of the Long River in the south of Songzhou to fight guerrilla warfare with the officers and soldiers."

"Songzhou..." Lu Guan paused, and said, "The place we are going to is Songzhou."

That night, Bai Yue brought a few maidservants to knead the dough to make some steamed buns and cakes for the young master to take on the road to eat. The whole yard was filled with the sweet smell of fermented rice noodles for several days.

Fu Mingshao summoned Song Qianzhi almost every day, and Song Qianzhi was worried about Zhou Wanxin, so he wanted to visit the palace, and both times were wrong.Once Song Qianzhi tactfully expressed his desire to take Zhou Wanxin home to live with him, and Fu Mingshao also tactfully chewed on his request.

It is said that there is the best imperial physician in the palace, and the imperial hospital has the best medicinal materials, which is convenient for Zhou Wanxin to treat illnesses.

On this day, Song Qianzhi visited Zhou Wanxin and begged to see the Queen Mother once, and the Queen Mother invited him to have a meal together. When it was close to lunch, Zhou Wanxin was still sleeping, so the Queen Mother told her to let her sleep for a while, and be alone with Song Qian They eat in the bedroom.

All the servants in the palace were sent out, and Jiang Meng stood in the yard with his hands folded, with a sad face and two hearts, as if he was thinking about something.

In the bedroom.

Song Qianzhi is a martial arts practitioner, with sharp eyes and ears, he heard no one outside the window, so he kept his voice very low.

The Empress Dowager Zhou slowly opened her eyes, and glanced sideways at Song Qianzhi.

"He promised you the position of Taifu?" Mrs. Zhou looked fascinated.When her father was around, he was a great Confucian during Rongzong's time, and this status allowed her to sit on the queen's seat.Although Rongzong has affection for her, this affection is far from enough for Rongzong to make her his queen.

Song Qianzhi lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Fu Mingmao doesn't believe what my aunt said."

The corners of the Empress Dowager Zhou's lips curled up slightly, she stared at her closest nephew in the world, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then my little Chaser letter?"

Song Qianzhi cast a glance, and chose the latter between making an excuse and being honest.

"If we can prove the murderer who murdered Brother Hong, my aunt will have nothing to worry about." Song Qianzhi carefully observed the expression of the Empress Dowager Zhou, and found that she hesitated, which revealed a faint worry.She seemed to be afraid.

"Then you don't believe that I really want to help Fu Mingmao?" Queen Mother Zhou said.

"If my aunt wants to help him, it should be now, not five years later." Now Li Yeyuan is still alive, and he is in the same party as the Queen Mother Zhou. Qin Yuning is in favor of the Zhou family. No one can say what will happen in five years.

"That old case has been investigated and nothing can be investigated, and the witnesses and material evidence have all disappeared with time." Mrs. Zhou said expressionlessly from behind.

"New evidence has appeared." Song Qianzhi said.

The Empress Dowager Zhou's long eyebrows that were drawn into her temples trembled violently, her crimson lips also trembled, and said, "What did you say?"

"Wu Yingzhong is in Songzhou."

The Empress Dowager Zhou stopped breathing, then gasped and coughed continuously, and it took her a long time to calm down. Her blank gaze wandered in the air, and finally landed on Song Qianzhi's face.

"Did Fu Mingmao tell you?"

"No, he only told me about Li Xuan."

A smear of vicious hatred flashed across the eyes of the Empress Dowager Zhou, and she smiled coldly: "Li Xuan is crazy, this is the result of his fate, if my Hong'er becomes the emperor, he will be the lucky one who made Hong'er a faint king , Crazy, good. The late emperor was still a bit indecisive in some matters."

"Mother is in the palace, so I can only take care of my aunt." Song Qianzhi got up, and solemnly kowtowed to the Queen Mother Zhou. This kowtow was very loud, until Song Qianzhi raised his head again, he did not hear the Queen Mother Zhou calling him get up.

After a long time, the Queen Mother Zhou sighed.

"Zhu Xing, your mother is afraid that time is running out, she has a wish, do you know?"

Song Qianzhi felt a pain in his heart, his face was calm, and he said softly: "I know."

"Li Fengxiang has been found. If you want to impeach your father, you have to kill him and let him know that the Zhou family is not something he can ride on his head." , in the whole Great Chu, it is a big surname, and it is also a noble surname."

"Yes."

"Go ahead, time is running out."

Just when Song Qianzhi was about to leave the door, the Empress Dowager Zhou stopped him and reminded him: "Some of Liu Yun's subordinates were demoted to the wilderness in the south, you should check."

After leaving the palace, Song Qianzhi immediately rushed to Lintai, looking for the records before and after Liu Yun's demotion, found the names of several of his subordinates, and wrote them down.

In the evening, Song Qianzhi walked out of the library, stood still in the courtyard, and stared aimlessly for a while.

Lu Guan, who was sweating profusely, came in from the outside with his chest open, the dazzling sunlight shone on his sweaty chest, and his bronze skin was as smooth and beautiful as a fine animal hide.

Song Qianzhi waved his hand and was about to speak when he heard his stomach growl.

Lu Guan also heard it.

Song Qianzhi's face turned red, Lu Guan came over to hold his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's go to the street to eat."

Now Song Qianzhi not only blushed, but even his ears were red, letting Lu Guan lead him.Both were tall, one was handsome and elegant, the other was handsome and domineering. Walking in the crowd, many people gathered to watch.

Song Qianzhi turned his head to glance at Lu Guan, only to see that Lu Guan's face was smug, and he followed your gaze.The corner of Song Qianzhi's mouth unconsciously brought a smile, and many things that were pressing on his heart were dissipated in the magnificent afterglow of the sunset.

The evening market is like an instant, unfolding the silk embroidery treasures in full bloom. In the night, thousands of lights fell to the ground like stars, spreading out in the light smoke and mist of cooking smoke.

After Song Qianzhi was full, he sat on the stool with his legs apart and relaxed, and saw that Lu Guan was still eating. He had a good appetite. He ate one bowl after another, and the empty bowls were piled up like a hill.

The exposed pectoral muscles are very beautiful, and the firm abdominal muscles can be vaguely seen from this angle down the chest.

The light on the stall was dim, and the flames jumping from the stove made the owner's face flush.

Sensing Song Qianzhi's gaze, Lu Guan scooped out a wonton and handed it to Song Qianzhi.

Song Qianzhi peeked around, but no one was watching, and quickly ate the wonton into his mouth, his tongue was burnt, and his whole face couldn't help but twisted.

"Do you still want to eat?" Lu Guanqi asked, "Not full? Order another bowl."

Song Qianzhi quickly pushed his tongue in his mouth, and waved his hands again and again to signal no.

Lu Guan ate hard, the wonton was too hot, his neck was covered with sweat, Song Qianzhi pointed to his neck, Lu Guan would be wrong, stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, leaned over, and said in a deep and sexy voice : "I'll eat a little more, and I'll be able to serve Master Song to my satisfaction when I go back."

"..." Song Qianzhi was dumb, and stared at Lu Guan for a while, he had to admit that those words came from Lu Da who was fidgeting when he visited the brothel for the first time.Could it be that Mr. Lu is just pretending?

After eating, Lu Guan took Song Qianzhi for a stroll in the street, and the two lazily turned back to the secretary's office. Song Qianzhi ate as much as Lu Guan, but he was too full to move. After sitting down, he stood up. Can't get up.

So Lu Guan went to boil the water, and when the water boiled, Song Qianzhi told him the Queen Mother Zhou's instructions when he was about to enter the palace.

Lu Guan raised his hand.

Song Qianzhi moved slightly, and wanted to say no, his mother's illness had been dragging on for too long, and he was already able to face life and death calmly.In the end, Song Qianzhi could not help but pat him on the head from Lu Guan.

"Drink a cup of strong tea to wake up, and then look for it."

Lu Guan brewed two cups of tea soup that was so yellow and black, the soup was bitter and slightly sticky, but the aftertaste was sweet.

"It's all about suffering." Song Qianzhi raised his cup and touched Lu Guan lightly.

After drinking tea, the two of them took the luminous beads and plunged into the pile of old papers according to the year to find the list of those who served under Liu Yun back then. When they looked up again, the cock crowed in their ears.

Staying up all night brought two pairs of black-eyed chicken-like eyes.

Zhou Xian, who came to report to the secretary province early in the morning, was taken aback by the two of them, and stammered: "You..." He frowned, thought for a while, his face suddenly realized, and raised his finger, "I went to eat five stones last night. Dispersed?"

"Get out." Lu Guan said with a sullen face, and kicked Zhou Xian out to buy breakfast.

Song Qianzhi slumped in the chair weakly, his eyes couldn't focus, and he tried his best to get up to copy the list. His scalp hurt like it was about to shatter into pieces.

"What is this?" Zhou Xian leaned over to look at it.

"List." Song Qianzhi said, without raising his head, the soft tip of the brush drew stagnant marks on the paper, and between dipping the ink, Song Qianzhi asked Zhou Xian, "Did Liu Suguang look for you?"

Zhou Xian shook his head: "No."

"Zhan Xing went to find you?"

Zhou Xian blushed.

"Unexpectedly, you are very popular with women." Song Qianzhi teased.

"Young master doesn't make fun of me for a day, and I still feel uncomfortable." Zhou Xian smiled, went to sit beside him, picked up the tea cup to look at it, both cups were empty, and he wasn't very thirsty, so he gave up.Zhou Xianan sat quietly watching Song Qianzhi write, and after waiting for a while, he asked, "What are you two investigating without telling me these days?"

Song Qian raised his eyebrows: "Obviously?"

"...It's not obvious at all." Zhou Xian dragged his voice boringly, "So I was the Qilin Guard, so you should not treat me as one of your own."

Song Qianzhi stopped writing, and with a smile on his lips, he looked at Zhou Xian meaningfully.

Zhou Xian's face flushed slightly.The scar on his face had scabbed over again, and it was at the most obvious time that the violence destroyed the beauty of his entire face.

"It's not that I can't take you there, are you healed?"

Song Qianzhi's gaze was so sharp that Zhou Xian couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his face.

Song Qianzhi shook his head and said, "It's not your face, it's not your trauma, it's your heart."

Zhou Xian didn't understand.

"This time, we are going to do a major event, which is related to the fate of the Great Chu. If you go, you have to think about it. What you see and hear along the way, you can't let the fourth person know." Song Qianzhi He looked at Zhou Xian carefully, his tone was not serious, his expression was not grim, but there was some kind of force pressing heavily on Zhou Xian.

"I'll go." Finally, Zhou Xian said solemnly.

Someone came in, Lu Guan put the steaming breakfast on the table, went to the copper basin on the wooden shelf to wash his hands, wiped the water drops on his robe, and asked curiously: "Arguing?"

Zhou Xian: "..."

The breakfast I bought was two bags of six sheets of bean paste oil cakes, four deep-fried fried dough sticks, and the soy milk filled a porcelain cup. When the lid was lifted, the unique sweet aroma of beans immediately overflowed.

Song Qianzhi's eyes turned green, he didn't have time to talk, and hurriedly rubbed his hands to find the dishes in the kitchen.

On the fourth day, a person came from the household department and asked Song Qianzhi to go, but Song Qianzhi did not let Lu Guan go all the way. When he arrived at the household department, Yang Wen's face was not good-looking, and the flesh on his cheeks drooped more and more listlessly.

"I'm done with the matter." The staff at the side hurriedly showed Song Qianzhi the registration book of grain seeds leaving the warehouse.

In addition to grain seeds, the household department also added a lot of rapeseed and fruit seedlings. The fruit seedlings were not transported from the capital, but loaded from Suizhou, south of Lingzhou.

"After the disaster in Rongzhou, our household department didn't do nothing, and immediately sent people to investigate the land in Rongzhou. Shen Yushu also cooperated and checked the state records. This is the situation of grain seeds now, and people will transport them at Maoshi tomorrow. Go out of the city. Young Master, are you satisfied now?"

Song Qianzhi couldn't hear it, Yang Wen's words were full of anger.

"Uncle Yang really wants to do something, but his demeanor is unmatched by anyone in the court."

Yang Wen's expression softened a little.

"What else, food for the Zhenbei Army?" Yang Wen said with a sullen face, "Qin Yuning also told you that day, now food is needed everywhere, and they are being hunted everywhere. I have already ordered several nearby counties to open warehouses on the spot first. Give it to him. Young Lord, your Andinghou’s mansion has never been short of food all year round, has never been hungry, and has never dealt with food requisitions. As the secretary of the household department, this official robe is just hanging on me , light and not touching the ground, whenever anyone wants to wear my skin and cut it casually, I, Yang Wen, will never say a word."

Song Qianzhi listened silently without making a sound.

"It's you, Young Master, tell the emperor, I will let you do this Shangshu."

"Uncle Yang."

Yang Wen let out a snort, pursed his lips together, angry in his heart, but didn't continue, he had to give this face.

"Rongzhou is not Shen Yushu's Rongzhou, nor mine, nor Uncle Yang's Rongzhou. The people of Rongzhou are the people of Dachu, all the people in the world, not the emperor's people, let alone us officials. Relatives and children. Uncle Yang has a great talent, so he can sit firmly in the household department for many years, and he will be paid for it if he changes it to anyone." Song Qianzhi saw that Yang Wen had completely let go of that tone at this time, and smiled, "How old am I? It’s okay to run errands for the emperor, but I can’t be a housekeeper for the court.”

Yang Wen picked up the tea and took a sip.

"In short, the grain planting was brought by the ignorant younger generation. I owe Uncle Yang a favor. I will do it as soon as Uncle Yang comes to ask for it. I will do it without saying a word."

Yang Wen slowly swallowed the tea in his mouth, and his whole body warmed up.Yang Wen also heard that Qilin Guard was about to withdraw, and it was Song Qianzhi who spoke to the higher authorities.The position of secretary and supervisor is not high, but Song Qian has a special status, he can enter the palace to face the saint at any time, and if the emperor has anything to do, he can always find these young close ministers and advisers. Whenever there is a time to ask Song Qianzhi.

Yang Wen calmed down, and he spoke modestly: "Rongzhou was hit by a disaster, and my household department should be in charge of this year's grain."

The two exchanged a few words in an official tone, and Song Qianzhi's heart fell. Although he knew that Yang Wen didn't want to answer the question about the military rations, he asked for a deadline.

The master on the front foot sent Song Qianzhi out, Yang Wenruan slumped on the chair on the back foot, squeezed the bridge of the nose twice with his thumb and forefinger, took a deep breath, snorted, and gritted his teeth: "The Zhou family." What did you think of, He turned to look at the member standing next to him, who had a blank face, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Yang Wen stood up, patted the young member on the shoulder, and sighed: "The future will last forever, and sooner or later this court will belong to you young people. Oh, my old bones, I am 20 years old in two months."

The author has something to say: There are a few mistakes in the previous title, and I will change it after I finish it. I wrote down the chapter number first. .I drank too much coffee today and felt sick, so I won’t change it, I’ll do it another day.

☆、Orthodox ([-])

On the morning of departure for Songzhou, Song Qianzhi got up before dawn, and when he moved, Lu Guan woke up.

Song Qianzhi pushed him back to the couch, stood beside the bed while putting on his clothes and whispered, "I'll go into the palace, you can sleep for another half an hour."

Lying on the couch, Lu Guan heard Song Qianzhi close the door, opened his eyes in the dark, turned his head to look at the door, closed his eyes, did not fall asleep, and his mind was clear.I don't know how long I lay like this, and I started to feel sleepy, but when I heard Song Qianzhi came back, Lu Guanqiang opened his eyelids.

"Are you awake?" Song Qianzhi relaxed his hands and feet, and found that Lu Guan opened his eyes and did not deliberately restrain his movements. He had already packed his luggage last night, and he checked it one last time, standing there meditating for any omissions.

"Did you see your mother?" Lu Guan got dressed.

"Before she got up, I watched by the bed for a while, and my aunt got up and told me a few words."

"Have you reported to the Queen Mother about Ba Xiajian?"

Song Qianzhi said: "Not yet, I thought about it, do you think that Fu Mingshao planned to do something bad to me, so that Liu Suguang made a fake sword?" Song Qianzhi went to take over Lu Guan's belt , stood up straight against his body, wrapped his arms around Lu Guan's waist, and tied them for him.

"Smart." Lu Guan pulled Song Qianzhi who got up to leave, and touched Song Qianzhi's lips superficially.

Song Qianzhi was still in a daze, but Lu Guan had already opened the bedroom door, so he had no choice but to follow.

From Beijing to Songzhou, it takes a month to go back and forth along the water by fast boat. Dashan, enter the water from Rongcheng, and take the Qinghe waterway.

Song Qianzhi never expected that Lu Guan would get seasick. After drinking the seasickness medicine prepared by the crew on board, he lay dying in the cabin all day long, without any energy.

Zhou Xian was fine, he would sit on the bow of the boat from time to time to go fishing and add food to the people on board.

In mid-February, the ship sailed into the southern part of Dachu. The ship was a merchant ship and kept stopping halfway. Song Qianzhi was worried about Zhou Wanxin's illness, but he couldn't communicate on the water.At first, the clear scenery of the river was exciting, and it was fun to go fishing with Zhou Xian occasionally, but after three or five days, there was nothing to do on the water, and if it rained and the river ran like raging waves, I had to go fishing with Lu Guan. Hold in the boat.Ordinarily, on this undisturbed journey, both of them could relax, but Lu Guan was seasick and pale, like a sick ghost, and Song Qianzhi couldn't bear to let him do physical work.

On the evening of February [-]th, the setting sun illuminated the entire river, and the chirping of monkeys and birds on both sides of the river was as usual, but there were branches and floats on the water.

As the hull slammed, the merchant ship dropped anchor and docked on the shallows.

Sleeping soundly, Lu Guan lifted his swollen eyelids and his voice became hoarse. Seeing Song Qianzhi leaning on the window and looking out, he asked him, "What's wrong outside? It's so noisy."

The boat is the most lonely on the water. The people on the boat perform their own duties. In addition, Song Qianzhi did not hide his official status when hiring the boat, so no one came to disturb him along the way.

Hasty footsteps ran across the deck, and someone knocked on the cabin door.

Song Qianzhi opened the door.

A boatman wearing a turban came over and asked Song Qianzhi and the others to go ashore.

"Are you in Songzhou?" Although it's only a few days away, there are still a few days of water, Song Qianzhi is a little surprised why he is allowed to go ashore now.

"No, there are officers and soldiers checking."

Song Qianzhi glanced at Lu Guan.

Half an hour later, Song Qianzhi helped Lu Guan, who was pale, with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and Zhou Xian stood next to him. The three of them squeezed in as inconspicuously as possible among the merchants and boatmen.

Those who were stopped, besides the merchant ship Song Qianzhi and the others were on, were two simple and ordinary fishing boats. Looking to the side, no one knew what to do.It was an official ship, the hull of which was a circle larger than that of Song Qianzhi and the others, with a length of more than ten meters behind the stern.

Dozens of officers and soldiers in livery on this side pointed at merchants and civilians with weapons in their hands, and dozens of people surrounded the official boat on the other side, and a clean scribe dressed as an official got off the boat.

Song Qianzhi stared straight ahead, without any tilt in his body, and asked Lu Guan in a low voice, "Which army can you tell?"

"I can't see it." Breathing the slightly moist river wind, Lu Guan no longer felt the sky swaying under his feet when he got ashore. He quietly held Song Qianzhi's hand and made a gesture like him. Deputy Shunmin's appearance, he said in a low voice: "It's not like an officer or soldier."

It was only then that Song Qianzhi noticed that the people holding the weapons had different accents, and most of them had dark brown faces. movement near the big ship.

The distance was too far, and Song Qianzhi couldn't hear what was being said there.

I saw that scribe in Chinese clothes put one hand behind his back, held his head high, raised his neck, and said something haughtily.

The knife in the hand of the person in front of him was shaking up and down. The man was negotiating with the scribe, and without saying a word, he suddenly grabbed the scribe's shoulder, stabbed him in the stomach with a knife, turned the long knife, and when he pulled it out, his stomach flowed , The scribe then softened his lower body, and on the spot, two of his subordinates raised their heads and the other lifted their feet, swaying back and forth, and threw him into the river.

There was a crash.

The soldiers guarding this side also stopped looking at the official ship, their expressions were a little nervous, and they guarded the prisoners vigilantly, fearing that the bloody conflict over there would arouse resistance.

However, there are businessmen and civilians on this side. When disembarking, they only thought it was a routine inspection by officers and soldiers, and they would be released after the inspection. This is really unusual in the southern border of Great Chu.At this time, when they saw someone dead, some people realized that it was not a random inspection by the government, but they were all afraid of being killed like that scribe, so no one said anything.

In the unbearable silence, the soldiers rushed to the ship, and drove off hundreds of people from the official ship like sheep. Among them, there were 30 to 60 women. The oldest two were five or sixty years old. Women, the rest are all young women in their teens and twenties, dressed as servant girls.

A half-naked woman rushed out from the crowd on the spot. She suddenly screamed in pain and clasped her head tightly with her hands. It turned out that her hair was grabbed from behind and dragged to the ground. A man who was raped on the ground.

A wave of anger rushed straight to his head, Song Qianzhi was about to rush out, but was grabbed by Lu Guan.

Simultaneously.

The woman sat up to meet the beast, raised one hand high, a row of five neat blood holes appeared on her snow-white back, blood stained the entire smooth back, a row of crossbow | arrows The man stood proudly on a high place, only revealing his strong chest and neck in a loose livery from among the bushes.

The woman fell down, and the golden hairpin fell out of her dirty hands, shining in the last twilight of the light, there was a moment of silence, and the man with long tangled hair was still shaking.

The setting sun had already faded into the sky, and the thin night shrouded the river. The uneasiness and restlessness brought by the night were like a nightmare, dormant among the large bushes and leaves rustling with insects.

After nightfall, all the people were tied up, and dozens of people were caught up on the shore with ropes.It is not far from Songzhou, and the climate is humid and hot. People from the north have never seen such a dense forest that looks like a monster with teeth and claws. All they see are trees and flowers that have never been seen before, but no one has the heart to appreciate it.

The soldiers would talk in words that these prisoners could not understand. Song Qianzhi couldn't act because he didn't know where the bow|crossbowman was lurking, let alone how many people there were on the other side.

After stumbling through the woods for most of the night, finally a light leaped into everyone's eyes, and clusters of small fires appeared in the eyes of every prisoner.

This is a very typical village in Songzhou. Women and children kept rushing out of the round houses. The women embraced their men to go home. The men wrapped one hand around the women and the other around the children to block their curious eyes. , each scattered back to their own room.

The captives were driven into the sheep pen, and there was a dark area in the sheep pen. At first, Song Qianzhi thought that the sporadic light spots he saw were sheep, until everyone's feet were tied and strung together. Only then did I realize that those who were curled up in the sheepfold were not the sheep raised in the stockade of the looting "officers and soldiers", but human beings.

There is a clear boundary between the two groups. Today's new captives gather at the east side of the sheepfold, and today's former captives are still curled up in their corner.

The voices of the people gradually died down, and the fire outside the sheepfold also went out.

Song Qianzhi changed his posture and squatted.

"Uncomfortable?" Lu Guan clasped his hands together and pulled out the dagger from his boots. The soldiers didn't seem to have any intention of searching the shoes when they searched the body, which made the short knives hidden in the boots of the three of them still there, but Lu Guan was alone. It was enough to come, he first cut the rope on Song Qianzhi's feet with a dagger, then cut off his own feet, and then Zhou Xian.

The fat man next to Song Qianzhi opened his eyes wide in shock.

"Don't bark." Song Qianzhi quickly said, his voice was very low, "We will find a way to save everyone from leaving."

The fat man nodded suspiciously.

His name is Lu Ning, and he is the owner of a merchant ship. He originally came to the south to deal with goods. He heard that the south was in chaos, but many merchants took risks.Song, Xun, Lu, and Jiu prefectures in the south of Great Chu are rich in shark leather, betel nuts, rhino horns, and emerald feathers. In addition to paying tribute to the imperial court, these local products are popular among the northern nobles.For the upper class nobles, as long as the country is not completely overthrown, eating, drinking and enjoying themselves are still nothing to worry about.

Song Qianzhi caught a glimpse of someone patrolling outside on the wall of the sheep pen. There were houses for several miles around. Even if he went out from the sheep pen, it would not be easy for the more than 200 people in front of him to escape safely.The enemy has a bow|crossbowman, which is the most difficult to deal with.

Song Qianzhi winked at Lu Guan, looked in the direction of the senior officer who got off the official ship, and signaled him to follow.

So Song Qianzhi bowed his back and carefully moved from the crowd. No one could sleep, someone suddenly grabbed Song Qianzhi's robe and begged Song Qianzhi to help him loosen his hands and feet in a low voice.

"Wait a while, don't worry, I guarantee everyone can leave safely."

The man continued to beg, but was held back by his companions, and silently stepped aside.

Suddenly someone approached, the middle-aged man backed away in shock, quickly calmed down, looked at the two young people in front of him, surprised at how they could move freely, and then showed vigilance.

"Are you an official?" Song Qianzhi sat on his left, and a follower on the right was pushed away by Zhou Xian.

Lu Guan sat down next to Song Qianzhi, the dagger in his fingertips was cold, and he seemed to be playing with the dagger casually.The people around peeped here silently, and no one spoke.

The middle-aged man lowered his eyelids. He was wearing a suit of regular clothes, but his demeanor did not look like a regular suit. Along the way, Song Qianzhi was observing the people who got on and off the official ship. This man always avoided, and several times someone approached and whispered to him, it was basically certain that the person in front of him was an official who was sailing south on an official ship, and the scribe who was killed was just a scapegoat.

Song Qianzhi said in a low voice and quickly: "We are officials of the imperial court. We were ordered to go to Xunzhou to investigate the rebellion that broke out in recent days. You took the official ship and brought your family with you. Did you go to the south to take up your post?"

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but his eyes were full of surprise.

Song Qianzhi knew it well, and said calmly: "The former governor of Xunzhou rebelled, and the imperial court sent a new governor to take office. I heard that his surname is Liu, and his name is Liu Zhixing."

The man next to him moved, his face hesitated to speak.

"Lord Liu, the people of Xunzhou are still waiting for you to save them, so don't be disheartened." Based on the clothes, Song Qianzhi guessed that the unfortunate woman might be Liu Zhixing's wife and concubine, and now the women are being imprisoned elsewhere , I want to find a way to escape, but I'm afraid it won't work tonight, because tonight, the gangsters will be extra vigilant and concentrate on guarding the group of fat sheep that have just been captured.

"Are you members of the Ministry of War?" Liu Zhixing looked at the three of them with weapons hidden with them, and saw that they were not weak, and they didn't look like powerless civil servants. One of them was burly with a gloomy face, His deep eyes were full of casual killing intent.If the imperial court only sent these three people to Xunzhou, then all three of them are people with unique skills. The harsh humidity, miasma and malaria will kill them.

"It is." Song Qianzhi said.

Lu Guan suddenly hid the knife in its sheath, leaned back, and closed his eyes.

The surrounding area was very quiet, anyone around would notice any movement, and Song Qianzhi quickly closed his eyes.

The sounds of walking outside are staggered, accompanied by the metal sound of weapons rubbing against each other, and the sound of people yawning, making each other funny