Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 235 Wang Yanfei

In recent days, in Chang'an City, the anti-golden warriors often arrived, either in groups of three or four, or alone. Although dozens or even hundreds of people came together in rare cases, there were a few times.

On this day, another group of people came from outside the city. There were five of them in total, all of whom were dressed as people from the Jianghu. Inner strength cultivation.

The leader is an empty-handed young man, dressed in white Shengxue, with an unusually handsome appearance, his black and white eyes are distinct and piercing.

Although his figure was slightly thinner than the four people behind him, the four people occasionally looked at him inadvertently, but they were full of awe and an inexplicable meaning.

When the five arrived at the gate of Decheng, they were stopped by the righteous men guarding the gate. At present, the troops in Chang'an City do not have uniform uniforms, and the uniforms are in the process of being produced. For the time being, they only tied a piece of red silk on their left arm for identification.

Because Chang'an is a sensitive place, and Song and Jin officials are still arguing about this matter, Song Ting naturally will not send troops to station there.

If the army is sent to take over, wouldn't that mean that they tore up the agreement and took the lead in using force?
Today's Chang'an City is directly facing the Jin army of Jingzhao Mansion. Naturally, it is not a place where one can enter and exit at will, but the interrogation at the gate of the city does not seem to be as strict as imagined.

This is of course an illusion. Any anti-golden martyrs who come from other places will be closely monitored unless there are acquaintances in the city.

Of course, only some basic inquiries will be accepted at the gate of the city, and people will be let into the city if there is no problem, but after they enter the city, they will be followed immediately.

Wang Chongyang's people will keep a close eye on these people until they can tell whether they are real anti-gold fighters or gold spies.

"Where did you guys come from, and why did you come to Chang'an?" the righteous man guarding the city gate stopped five people and asked routinely.

The young master said: "We are anti-gold warriors near Kaifeng Mansion, and we have come to Chang'an City to pay homage to Huo Daxia."

The young man's voice was deep, but there was a trace of crispness in the deep voice, but the crispness was not obvious, and the righteous gatekeeper didn't hear the problem.

"From the Kaifeng mansion?" The righteous man thought for a while when he heard the words, and then said: "My lord's surname is Gao? Do you know Chief Sun of the 'Nine Ring Sword'?"

The young prince said: "My brother, Wang Yanfei, did you say that it was Sun Beiwang who was active in the area of ​​Chenliu, looking at Chief Sun? I have admired Chief Sun for a long time, but I have been running around in the area of ​​Yangwu, and have never met Chief Sun. noodle."

"We don't have many people. Although we have secretly assassinated some golden officials over the years, the effect is not great. Killing a golden man will assign another one, but our brothers die one less than one."

"So after hearing about the great victory in Chang'an, our brothers rushed over, hoping to join Huo Daxia's command and contribute to the great cause of fighting gold."

After listening to Wang Yanfei's words, the defender of the city nodded secretly. It is basically credible that this person can accurately tell the name and activity area of ​​the leader of the anti-gold fighters near Kaifeng Mansion.

But he doesn't need to worry about this, he just needs to perform his duties well, and since he confirmed that there is no problem, the defender of the city moved out of the way, stretched out his hand, and said, "Please come in, everyone."

"Thank you." Several people clasped their fists to salute the righteous man, and then left into the city.

Walking on the streets of Chang'an, the first impression of the young prince who claimed to be Wang Yanfei was that there were no Jin people, and the people walking on the street were all Han people.

In fact, neither Luo Changfeng nor Huo Jingshan paid much attention to ethnic tolerance. This is of no use to Jin Guo, which pursues the policy of all people serving as soldiers.

Letting the Jin people stay in the city is tantamount to condoning the existence of "terrorists". Now is not a future generation. With the Jin country itself not weaker than the Song Dynasty, it is a joke to talk about national integration.

The most basic point for a great national integration is that one of the ethnic groups must be in an absolute dominant position. Today's Song Dynasty obviously cannot do this.

So after completely controlling Chang'an City, Huo Jingshan's first order was to drive all the Jin people out of Chang'an City, and those who were unwilling to leave would be killed without mercy.

This order won the support of all the Han people. When the Jin people controlled Chang'an, they didn't have the slightest intention to integrate Song and Finance and live in harmony. They oppressed the Han people, only oppression.

The Han people are the most forgetful, but also the most vengeful.

Disputes within the country, even if the world is in chaos, the heroes are divided, and the people are in dire straits, but once this stage passes and the country returns to unity, they will soon forget the pain caused by the war.

But if the war is brought by foreign enemies, they will hate that nation for a lifetime, for several lifetimes, and even pass this hatred down from generation to generation.

Wang Yanfei walked and observed all the way, and he found that these Han people were very different from the Han people he saw in Bianliang under the rule of the Kingdom of Jin.

It is mainly manifested in the mental outlook. The Han people ruled by the Jin people all look bitter and bitter. Even if they dare not show it on their faces, they can't help showing it when they look at the Jin people. Show hatred and fear.

Even if it was a smile, it was mostly a forced smile, and they seemed to be wearing an invisible shackle at any time.

But the smiles on the faces of the Han people here are from the heart. In Wang Yanfei's feeling, the invisible shackles on them no longer exist.

At this moment, he couldn't help but secretly thought, why are there so many so-called "anti-gold righteous men" in this world?Is it true that all of them have a heart of loyalty to serve the country?

No, absolutely not, the reason why so many people resist the Jin is entirely the Jin people's own fault, because they have never learned to treat the Han people as their own people, and treat the Han people and the Jin people as equals.

They always think that the Jin people are more noble than the Han people. In fact, they are the same people with the same nose and two eyes. Who is more noble than the other?
If you can treat the Han people equally and let them have a good life under your own rule, how can they resist?
Loyalty to the emperor and patriotism is a trick played by scholars and scholar-bureaucrats. In fact, the common people never care who rules them, as long as it makes them live well.

Unfortunately, there are too few people who understand this.

Wang Yanfei sighed lightly, and at this moment, a shout came from his ear: "Guest officer, please, stay at the tip or stay at the hotel?"

Wang Yanfei turned his head to look, but saw an inn beside the road, with the three characters "Yixianglou" written on the signboard.

Wang Yanfei turned his head and said softly: "I have driven for a long time today, so let's rest in this inn for one night!"

At this time, he didn't deliberately lower his voice, he only heard the voice clear, delicate and tender, it was clearly a woman's voice.

"Yes."

A group of people went to the inn, and one of them ran into the inn first, opened the room, and ordered food and wine.

Wang Yanfei took the other three people up to the second floor. It was not a meal time at the moment, and there were not many guests on the second floor, only two tables in total.

One of the tables seemed to be a few merchants who had just arrived in Chang'an, and there were three people at the other table by the window, all dressed as high-ranking gangsters, two with weapons, and one empty-handed.

Of the two men with weapons, one had a gorgeous long sword stuck in his waist. Wang Yanfei had always looked down on this kind of sword and the person who wore it.

Because he thinks it is flashy, swords are used to kill people, why should they be so flashy?

The other person was carrying a sword with a cloth-wrapped hilt on his back. The scabbard of this sword was rolled with cotton cloth. Judging from the faintly exposed blade of the sword, the sword seemed to be black.

black sword?

Wang Yanfei focused his eyes. The black sword is naturally made of black iron, and the black iron...

black iron.

　It has been continuously updated for so long, every day from ten o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the middle of the night, and it takes more than half an hour to wash and wash. Excluding the time for eating and going to the toilet, in fact, Dapeng can only sleep for about seven hours a day. I can't stand it anymore, slowly, slowly, there is only three shifts today.

　　Code words are not only a matter of hand speed, but also the time for conception and data search. After all, once it involves history, Dapeng always wants to write more reliably, try not to make loopholes, or make jokes, like Dapeng never wants to make such a low-level mistake as Emperor Zhao Xu in the first book, so it takes a lot of time to check the information. In order to understand the history of Song and Jin Dynasties, Dapeng reads Song History again. It is really time-consuming to get all kinds of information about Du Niang's characters.

　　It’s too much to say, and I don’t mean to be miserable. I just explain a little bit the reason for the lack of changes. When I get better, Dapeng will try to keep four changes. The third change is the lowest bottom line. It's good to touch the bottom line.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)