end song

chapter 82

On the long street, the soldier holding the knife turned his head to look at the passers-by, with a look of exhaustion and helplessness in his eyes.

Suddenly, he saw a person...

"Stop! What about you, stop for me!"

A young man turned his head and said, "Are you calling me?"

"Take him!"

The soldier stepped forward quickly, took a closer look, and saw that the boy was about 16 years old, he was born like a young tree, and he had an extraordinary temperament.

This appearance and posture is definitely not something that ordinary small families can raise, but they are wearing linen clothes and walking on straw sandals.

"Li Xia! I caught you!"

The young man smiled slightly and said: "My surname is Shi, my name is Zhang, and my name is Jingxian. I am from Zhending Prefecture. Do you want to listen to my poems?"

"You still dare to impersonate! Come, take him back, find Yin Jun to identify him, and tell Wulang that I caught Li Xia..."

"Erro."

Suddenly there was a shout.

"What are you doing?! You still haven't let go of my Erlang!"

A young general from the historian strode forward, shouted back the soldiers of the Zhang family, cupped his hands and said, "Erlang is frightened."

Behind him were a few servants, all of whom had their mouths flattened and looked aggrieved.

The soldiers who had just pressed Shi Zhang also panicked, and quickly confessed their crimes.

"It's a villain with blind eyes, please Erlang punish him."

"Please Erlang punish..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Shi Zhang was still smiling, and said: "General Yang doesn't need to blame others, I did it on purpose, it's quite interesting."

"Yes."

"Interesting, interesting." Shi Zhang stepped on the grass shoes and walked a few more steps, then said to the soldiers of the Zhang family: "You don't need to tell others what happened today, maybe I can play a few more times."

"Yes."

"Also, if you arrest people, you should arrest them, and don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. My father and Zhao Jinglue managed this place to be prosperous and peaceful with great difficulty. Don't ruin this hard work."

"Yes, the villain understands."

"If it's convenient, let me meet Li Xia when you catch him."

"This... the villain can't decide on this matter."

Shi Zhang smiled and said, "Then I'll ask Brother Zhongshu myself."

Suddenly, a young man came running from afar and said, "Erlang, it's bad! We found some dead bodies in the alley..."

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"Wulang, it's bad! Li Xia has captured Yao's young master and Yan Fu..."

Zhang Hongdao frowned and said, "Take me to have a look."

He just went out, and when he got on his horse, another subordinate hurried to catch up, and said in a low voice, "Wulang, Shijia Erlang is here."

Zhang Hongdao sighed deeply.

He was 14 years older than Shi Zhang, but he didn't dare to meet Shi Zhang on horseback. He got off the horse, threw away his whip, and went up to meet him himself.

"You are here first."

Shi Zhang cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhongshu came to Kaifeng, but he didn't even look for me?"

"It's really busy."

"I know that Brother Zhongshu wants to capture Li Xia. That man is a bit interesting, and I admired him a little bit. But now that he has captured Duanfu and Zijing, I suddenly understand a truth. Song people are Song people, and we life and death enemy."

"Yes."

The two talked, walking and talking, and walked towards the alley where Yao Sui was attacked.

Shi Zhang suddenly asked: "Brother Zhongshu, why didn't you borrow some manpower from my father? Kill that Song man's meticulous work."

Zhang Hongdao thought to himself, because he didn't want Li Xia to fall into your hands and reveal my secret.

"Don't dare to bother Shi Jinglue."

"You're welcome. Do you know? I'm still talking today, if Wulang catches Li Xia, let me see him and see what kind of talented person he is who can fill in such words... Heh."

Shi Zhang said, pointing to the mouse hole in the alley by the side of the road, and then said again: "The cat catches the mouse and likes to play with it, because it holds the life and death of the mouse. But if the mouse dares to It’s no fun to bite the cat back, just bite off its neck.”

Zhang Hongdao was a little impatient.

He is already 30 years old, and he has no patience to listen to a 16-year-old boy talking self-righteously.

Is it a matter of playing with the mouse right now?It's a matter of being able to catch it.

"Jingxian is right, Li Xia is very dangerous, I have reminded Duanfu many times..."

"Brother Zhongshu, Duanfu lost his father since he was a child. Mr. Yao of Xuezhai brought him up alone. There must be no mistakes. Please rescue Duanfu and Zijing. If you need help, just ask me. I will help you." I'll talk to my father about it."

After Shi Zhang finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Zhang Hongdao.

This is what he should do as a friend of Yao Sui and Yan Fu.

"Don't worry, I will definitely save them."

……

Watching Shi Zhang turn and leave, Zhang Hongdao stood silently for a while.

A soldier came forward to plead guilty, saying: "Wulang, Shi Erlang's noble son is wearing sackcloth and straw shoes. This villain caught the wrong person."

Zhang Hongdao said lightly: "His sackcloth and grass shoes are more comfortable to wear than your shoes..."

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"My uncle... is he colluding with Zhao Song?"

Yao Sui seemed lost, muttering, with doubts in his eyes.

Li Xia observed his expression, and asked again: "If Yao Shu is talking secretly with someone in the Garden of Knowing Time, who do you think it would be?"

Yao Sui seemed to be thinking when he heard the words, but he didn't answer.

Li Xia stared into his eyes for a while, then said, "You won't answer?"

"Here...is it near the Kaibao Temple Pagoda?" Yan Fu asked suddenly.

"How did you know?"

"I heard the sound of chanting sutras, and the sound of the wind." Yan Fu said in a low voice: "The war broke out in those years, and the pagodas of Kaibao Temple were mostly damaged, and there was a humming sound when the wind blew, but they have not been repaired..."

"The Kaifeng Iron Tower, if it's broken, it won't fall."

Yan Fu said: "Yes, this pagoda is made of brown glazed bricks, which look like cast iron. It is called an 'Iron Pagoda', but it is actually an image. Li Xia, you have described a scene in just one word."

"I didn't name it. We call it Iron Tower over there."

"Song? Does it still remember Kaifeng? After Jingkang and Duanping, does Song still remember Kaifeng?"

Yan Fu asked a question, raised his head, and murmured: "Chengliu started Jingkang, and Zhao Wei's blood can be spared. Little Hu Ning Yuanlue, plagiarized for the country..."

Yao Sui was still in a daze, but he opened his mouth and subconsciously read along with Yan Fu.

"Who can raise ten thousand cavalry, loudly embracing the horse's mane, and the strange soldiers come out in all directions, sweeping the leaves as fast as the frost..."

This poem "Climbing the City" by Lu You should not have spread to the north.

But these two scholars knew it all, and they could recite it completely.

"The loyalty of the people who survived the world, weeping blood and being threatened by pollution, tied arrows and shot my poems, and went to Wuling Xia."

After reading a poem, Yan Fu murmured for a long time, "When I read Lu Fangweng's poem when I was young, I often thought about a question. If one day, someone tied this poem to an arrow and shot it in front of my eyes, would I be willing to be a Wuling?" man?

Unfortunately, all along, no.In the end, even Lu Fangweng himself could only "Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifices will never be forgotten to tell Naiweng", so what about our survivors?so what?But, as long as one arrow strikes a poem..."

When Yan Fu said this, he raised his head, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

"As long as there is an arrow to write a poem, I will return to Yan Zijing, and I am willing to return to the Great Song Dynasty."

Yao Sui was startled, and murmured: "Zijing, you..."

Li Xia narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked in the dark room, only to see that 20-year-old young man was tied up, with some blood on his shoulders, but his expression was very serious.

"Li Xia, I would like to help you, would you like to take me with you?"

Yao Sui seemed to be stunned.

Li Xia shook her head and said, "You are very smart."

"Yes, I'm smart and can help you."

"If I were you, I would use this method to get out of trouble."

Yan Fu was taken aback, and said, "I sincerely."

"Don't lie to me." Li Xia said: "Yao Sui read your poem two days ago, 'A group of talents can use Chu, and a man can say a word alone'. Although I didn't understand it, fortunately you explained it to me...you said This is an allusion, "Although Chu has talents, Jin is practical." Although you are Han people, but the courts of Zhao and Song are turbulent and the political situation is corrupt, it is far worse to work for Mongolia. This is what you said. Poetry expresses ambition, and the words are still in my ears .How can I trust you?"

Yan Fudao: "That's what I said to others. If you ask me about my ambitions, I will say 'one scholar will leave the swallow alone'. Although the swallow must perish, I am willing to follow Jing Ke's example. One soldier will leave the swallow, and the spirit will permeate Changhong. I have the blood and courage to serve the country. Wait for Crown Prince Pill of Yan."

"Last time you said that this man was referring to Fan Yuqi, and you said that Yan Crown Prince Dan was plotting to kill General Fan in vain."

"I am in a lost place, what can I do? Write a poem to show my ambition, just use metaphors."

"When a scholar opens his mouth, he can say both black and white. I don't believe you."

The two were talking, talking fast.

Yan Fu's expression gradually became agitated.

"My name is 'Fu', 'Fu' from 'recovering the Central Plains', and my character is 'Zijing', 'Jing' from 'Jingkang Zhichang'. My father gave me the name and character to remind me not to forget the past. Yonghuai Heluojian, the ancestral business of Huanghuang. If you don't believe me, you can cut my chest to see the liver and gallbladder, and see if there is a lot of loyalty and blood inside..."

(End of this chapter)