Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Boom boom boom——

The sound of horse hooves thundered, the knights' swords and guns were unsheathed in the rain curtain, and only an occasional glimmer of light could be seen in the night.

In the wind and rain, the soldiers standing on the city wall tried their best to look out. Someone was sensitive to the vibrations and roars resounding in the city. He turned around and listened for a while. When he was about to leave, a comrade grabbed him and said, "What are you doing?"

"I felt a sound coming from behind and wanted to find the commander..."

"Don't be troublesome." The colleague looked back and said, "The commander drank too much and was sleeping soundly. Besides, the rear is in the city. What can happen? Don't make a fuss. If you disturb him at this time, you will be beaten. No one will complain to you until you die."

"...That's true." The sergeant retracted his outstretched leg, stood up again, and stopped moving.

In the city, the rumble of horse hooves stopped, and a strong figure ran up the stairs to the city wall. The sergeant who heard the sound turned his head and looked, and saw a spinning ax thrown towards him, and it embedded in his forehead with a bang.

Fengtai held the golden mace and took the lead, rushing over like a whirlwind: "Kill——"

Golden light flashed and blood splattered.

……

dong dong dong-

The drums beat and the sound is deafening.

Tread-tap-

Someone stepped forward, their robe sleeves dancing——

"In the first month of the first lunar month, Doupiao begins to turn around, and the golden knife cuts the ribbon..."

Loud and beautiful singing sounded in the tile house. Several fat-headed and big-eared officials were sitting in their seats. There were tea, snacks, and fresh fruit preserves on the round table beside them. Some people even brought their own iced drinks and sat there. Listening to the music, I beat the music lightly with my hands and shook my head uncomfortably.

From time to time, someone would raise their hand, and a young man in dark clothes would stoop over and offer tea, sweet fruits, and then run away excitedly with the few coins he got.

It's just that although there are many seats today, the Qinglong head of the lower court door on the left is empty. On the right, near the upper court door, Murong Yanda, the prefect of Qingzhou, is sitting. This prominent figure in Qingzhou is whispering to the people next to him: "This is going to happen." The opening part of "Twelve Songs of the Proud Fisherman" is sung well, it's not in vain that I specially invited you all from Bianliang, can the rest of the singing be smooth?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Magistrate, it's safe." The person sitting next to him is the leader of the theater troupe. He knows the reputation of Magistrate Murong, but he doesn't dare to make too much of it. He upholds the idea of ​​being polite and don't blame others, so he only dares to half-ass him. Touching the chair, he quickly said humbly after hearing the words: "The main reason is that the Liuyi layman has good lyrics as an old man. The young people only have a touch of his literary style and dare not praise him seriously."

"Okay, don't be cautious. I have sent someone to observe you for more than a year. I understand you more or less. I really think it's good." He reached out to pick up the tea cup and took a sip. Murong Yanda didn't even look at the troupe leader next to him. : "It's the imperial concubine's birthday in two months. She likes to be lively, so get ready."

The class leader's eyes shone brightly. He knew that he was talking about Murong Yanda's sister, Concubine Murong. Even though they were not well-known in Bianliang, they were not among the best. So they came over immediately after being invited by the Qingzhou Prefect. , who among the people who are just trying to make ends meet in Bianliang City doesn’t know that it’s better to rely on noble people to enjoy the cool weather?

Sure enough, the prefect is his own nobleman!

In my ears, I heard Murong Yanda continue: "The official family will come over for the imperial concubine's birthday. Please remember to make sure the Qinglong Gate over there is free and don't allow anyone to sit down."

……

"Don't let anyone run away!"

The big knife cut the person into two parts. Fat Wei He's face was splashed with blood. He stretched out his chubby hand and wiped his face. Suddenly, the blood was everywhere and he looked ferocious.

Fu Xiang, who followed, stretched out his hand and pulled out the flying fork, and threw it at the officers and soldiers who were about to escape. The fork drew an arc in the rain and shot into the back of the sergeant, causing the soldier to fall forward and lie down. No more movement on the ground.

All around, there were figures fighting in pairs, but the unprepared party collapsed at the first touch, and it didn't take long to form a situation where more people were fighting less.

"open the door!"

Du Bo roared, and stabbed the eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand one after another. With the sound of hissing through the air, blood bloomed on the people's bodies. As the blood sprayed from the transparent wounds, more and more people rushed forward.

boom--

A gap opened in the standing city gate, and then it became bigger and bigger. The firelight shook on the city head, and there were black shadows emerging in the rainy night. The light on the knife flickered, and there was a chill.

……

"...The sound of frost-heavy drums cannot be heard in the cold weather. Thousands of people are pointing their fingers, and a goose in front of the horse falls in the cold sky."

Dong Dong, Dong——

At the end of the song, the drumming gradually stopped and finally became silent. The singer, who had a slight sweat stain on his face, saluted. The rich man sitting below him suddenly slapped the table and stamped his feet: "Okay!"

"color--"

In the midst of the noise and chaos, Murong Yanda frowned and snorted: "It's really vulgar to be so noisy."

"It is indeed vulgar and vulgar."

The class leader echoed with approval, but secretly pouted in his heart, thinking, if you, the prefect Murong, didn't want to make money and sold this seat to the highest price, how could these rude people come to be?

While he was cursing, he heard Murong Yanda say: "The drum lyrics are sung well, but they are just suitable for the opening to warm up the atmosphere. What are you waiting for? Official... The imperial concubine likes liveliness the most, if she is coaxed If she is happy, you and other benefits are indispensable."

The leader's ears twitched, and he understood the implication. It must be that today's officials like to be lively, and this drum music can't scratch the itch. He couldn't help but say: "Young man, there are many people here, but they are also mixed. There are also popular Southern operas and Zaju operas, basically all the stories in the market today..."

"I don't want the ones that are abundant in the market today." Murong Yanda waved his hand and leaned on the chair and crossed his legs: "There are many in the market. Your concubine must have seen them all. I want something novel." He looked at the stage and pointed his finger to the side. The class leader nodded: "Do you understand what novelty means?"

"You know, I know, it is a new play. Nowadays, Nanqu'er is very popular..."

The class leader smiled and bowed flatteringly, and just as he was about to speak, Murong Yanda seemed to have remembered something and said, "Wait a minute, will Mu Lian save his mother?"

"Of course I will."

"How many days can I sing?"

"It can be long or short. The short one can last four days, and the elder one can sing continuously for seven days."

The magistrate next to him brightened up his eyes and clapped his hands: "This is good, let's sing this, official..." Murong Yanda paused and simply did not change his words: "The official family has many things to do and has no time to listen to such a long story. This time you I have to wait and see for myself."

"Yes."

The leader's expression perked up, and he also knew that he wanted to use this to attract officials to stay with the imperial concubine. This was just what he wanted. Such a long play would definitely leave an impression on people.

"So... it's best to have a fresh short play to arouse people's interest first." Murong Yanda stroked his beard: "Mu Lian's visit to his mother will be a big drama to be performed later. Hmm... is there a martial arts drama?"

"Well... I'm currently rehearsing a play with my new friend, I don't know..."

"What kind of show is this?"

"Break the formation."

……

"Is Yidu broken like this?" Hua Rong's voice was a little surprised.

Lu Bu rode the red rabbit horse, and the clear sound of hoofbeats echoed in the city gate. Xiao Li Guang, who was looking around, took a breath: "I thought it would take some time, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. It seems that there is really no one available." ”

"It is calculated with intention but not with intention. It is expected that it will be so fast." Lu Bu's body swayed slightly with Chi Hare's pace: "Let's go and have a look at the administrative center of this state."

All around, the infantry that broke into the city had already blocked the city gate. When the several leaders saw the people coming over, they clasped their fists together: "I've seen my brother."

Yu Cheng and Hua Rong were slightly behind and turned away from their horses. In front of them, the figure on the red rabbit waved his hand: "Have everything been arranged?" Bian Xiang nodded in front and said: "Tang Bin's first battalion, Bai Sen and Lu Zhishen's battalion have been combined into one battalion. We are going to Zhouya, where Cui Ye's first battalion and Meng Futong are stationed here with their half-battalion brothers."

"Do you have any contact with the navy?"

"Not yet, but Brother Xiaoqi has never missed anything. I think we will hear good news soon."

"Very good." Lu Bu nodded: "Guard the city gate and don't let anyone go to Linqu to report the news."

Bian Xiang grinned: "Don't worry, brother, I will make sure not a single fly flies out, so I won't waste any time."

Cui Ye, Tian Ba ​​and Meng Futong, the three people who stayed behind, nodded repeatedly.

Lu Bu nodded in approval and lifted the reins: "Let's go! Follow me to the state government office." The red figure jumped out first, followed by Yu Cheng and Hua Rong who hurriedly urged their horses forward.

Bian Xiang got on his horse, waved his hand and led his guards to follow, and a group of dozens of people ran into the city with a rumble.

……

The drizzle was blown skewed by the breeze, and the small water flow poured down along the eaves. Amidst the sound of footsteps stepping into puddles, someone wearing official uniform quickly ran into the dark state government office. When he passed the threshold of the lobby, there was no sound. He noticed that he stumbled under his feet, and quickly put his hands on the ground, almost falling down on the spot.

"Where is the Prime Minister? Where is the Prime Minister?" Ignoring the burning pain in his palms, the visitor stood up and shouted anxiously. The rain wet his hair, and strands stuck to his face. He looked extremely embarrassed.

"Why is Ma Dutou so panicked?" The official on duty stood up and frowned: "It's so late, the prefect is not here."

"Ugh!"

The horse stamped his feet and turned around to run away. The official stretched out his hands and shouted, "Why is Ma Dutou so alarmed?"

"The thieves have entered the city!" Nadu turned around and walked to the door and replied: "Liangshan thieves!"

"Ah!??" The official was shocked. Seeing the horse running away, he quickly ran into the rain and shouted: "Where are you going? Dutou——"

"Go to the magistrate's house to find him." Ma Du kept running straight out without stopping.

"Wait... wait!" The official felt a little weak and was out of breath after running for two steps. Seeing that the person in front did not stop, he quickly shouted: "He is not at home, the prefect is not at home!"

"What do you mean?"

Those who stopped looked at the official in surprise, and the man ran over panting: "Tonight...tonight the magistrate is listening to music at Goulanwashe, hoohoo...how come you don't know?"

"How can I know if I walk on the street all day long?"

The horse was stomping its head and feet, and there was a rumbling sound beside its ears. The official raised his head and blinked: "Is it thundering?"

"It's the thief who's coming!" Ma Du's face changed drastically, and he was about to run away, but was grabbed by the officer: "Wait a minute! Go behind, the sound is coming from the front. If you go out now, wouldn't you catch him? ?”

"That's right, hurry up, go to the back door."

The two people quickly turned around and ran away without saying hello to the people facing them. The other people had weird looks on their faces, and they didn't know who started it. They didn't dare to wear official clothes. They threw off their clothes while running, only wearing a white shorts. With their shirts on, soon the two disheveled men ran out of the back door of the government office and disappeared into the night.

……

Boom boom boom——

The sound of running footsteps was approaching, and the sergeant on duty in front of the state government gate wanted to step forward to show off his strength when he saw the man. Some soldiers came forward, one of them rewarded the gun barrel, and then knelt down.

"Go in."

Tang Bin waved his hand, and countless strong figures behind him rushed out and ran into the Yamen. Lu Zhishen touched his bald head and walked over with the knife in his hand: "Zhi Niang, I haven't held a knife in a long time. It's so light."

Tang Bin turned to look at him, maybe in a good mood, and joked: "Senior brother, it's been a long time since I wore this military uniform."

"That's right." Lu Zhishen tugged at his scarlet military uniform: "I haven't been this red for a long time, and I'm still not used to it..."

The two were talking, and not long after, Xiang Chong ran out and said, "There is no one inside."

"Ok?"

Tang Bin and Lu Zhi looked at him deeply. Xiang Chong thought for a moment and then said: "Only the sergeants and scribes on duty are being held aside. The officials are not seen, but they are still going to the back office in their clothes." On the way, it just looks like he doesn’t look like an important official.”

"Damn it, Murong Cuo Niao doesn't live here, right?" Lu Zhishen frowned and looked at the two sergeants kneeling on the ground: "Hey, do you two Zuo Niao know where the person named Murong is?"

The two people looked at it, nodded wildly and said, "I know, I know, Magistrate Murong has his own private residence here."

Several people looked at each other, and Lu Zhishen spat: "Bah - he must be a corrupt official."

Tang Bin came over and kicked them both: "Lead the way." Then he turned to Xiang Chong and said, "You wait here for brother."

"Yes."

Not long after, Lu Bu and his party approached the state government office amidst the rumble of hoofbeats.

……

"It's a bit cold. Is this still summer?"

Rubbing his arms, the clerk rubbed his arms. Goosebumps suddenly appeared on his body when he was stimulated by the cold rain.

"As long as you have a life."

Ma Dutou walked beside him, holding the knife at his waist: "Isn't living better than anything else?"

"Why did the thief enter the city?"

"How did I know that I was on duty on the street tonight. I saw a group of people coming to kill me. Many of the brothers who were patrolling at night were killed. They also asked Liangshan to take over the city and make people not to go out." Ma Dutou complained: "If I hadn't been familiar with the alleys here and took a shortcut, I would have been out of cold."

"I don't know how many people came in."

"It's quite a lot..."

The two of them were talking and walking. Apart from the sound of each other's footsteps, the only sound in their ears was the sound of raindrops falling on the ground. However, such an atmosphere made people feel even more depressed. They didn't know how far they had walked, and the sound of orchestral music could be vaguely heard in the air.

"This is it..."

"This... the city has been broken into by thieves and I'm still listening to music, I... ugh!"

"Brother Ma, please look away. Anyway, you and I should go in and report."

As the official spoke, he led Ma Dutou forward, said something to the people guarding the outside, and walked in from the back door not long after.

……

same moment.

Ruan Xiaoqi held a simple knife and wiped his wet hair. He turned to look at the Qingzhou Navy Department where corpses were strewn all over the place. He opened his mouth and smiled: "You can go to Yidu City to inform your brother. There is a way back to the mountain." It's open!" (End of chapter)