My law is immortal

() The county guard's mansion is now full of desolation. It should have been the backyard of a pavilion with cornices, but now it is dilapidated like an old temple.

Lush green grass grows between the stone slabs on the ground. These tough grass stalks swarmed out in just half a month and quickly occupied the living space.

Li Yi supported his tired body and barely slept in his clothes in the main hall with eaves, but even though he was exhausted mentally and mentally, he couldn't fall asleep at all.

He was thinking about the relationship between the Dongying warriors and the Tianlong Sect, and how many officials on the Yangzhou Road had been bought by the Tianlong Sect.

The injuries on Song Wei's body were serious, the military doctors of the Xiaoqi Camp prescribed several prescriptions and told him to take it. At this moment, this tough and indomitable man finally lay on the couch and fell asleep peacefully.

Li Yi wanted to ask him, which officials did he ask for help, or did he know the cause of all this, and he even wanted to know why these Dongying warriors desperately wanted to take down Songjiang County?

However, it was too late now, and the moon was hanging on the treetops, quietly.

Everyone is tired, let them have a good rest.

Li Yisi thought about it, and fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, sunlight poured in from the dilapidated roof.

The bright and warm morning sun is not as scorching as in the afternoon, but has a gentle feeling.

Li Yi was awakened by the gentle sunshine after the fierce battle. From time to time, he could hear the sound of soldiers repairing the house, and there were also the innocent and cheerful sounds of children playing outside the door.

Li Yi raised his mouth and sat up. The wound on his shoulder had already healed. It seemed that everything was going for the better.

"ta-ta-"

The sound of procrastinating and lacking rhythm footsteps came from far and near.

"咚咚-"

There was a slight knock on the door.

Li Yi stood up, stepped forward and opened the door, only to see that the person who came was Song Wei, the governor of Songjiang County.

Song Wei's whole body was wrapped in thick bandages at the moment. He was originally thin and dark-faced, and now he looked even more like some kind of inhuman creature in the pyramid.

"My lord!" Song Wei was too tired last night, went to bed when he got back, but woke up very early, obviously he had something on his mind.

How can it be all right? The battle with the Dongying people is over, and it is time to seek an explanation for the hundreds of soldiers who died in Songjiang County.

Li Yi hurriedly supported Song Wei who was about to bow down, and opened his mouth and said, "Master Song, you just need to take care of your wounds, why come here in person."

"Lord Li." Song Wei stood where he was, sighed, and stopped talking.

"Sir Song has something to say, just tell me." Li Yi smiled, he knew that Song Wei wanted to talk about the whole Yangzhou Road.

Song Wei sighed, and slowly explained how he asked the governor of Yangzhou in Jinling for help, and how he handed over the memorial, but the court never responded.

Song Wei felt that this must be because the memorial could not be delivered to the emperor, so he used a special method to present the memorial...

He talked for a long time, his body was already weak, his chest rose and fell, like a bellows about to burst.

"I know." Li Yi didn't interrupt the other party. After Song Wei finished talking about the situation, he smiled and said relaxedly: "To tell you the truth, I was ordered by the Holy Majesty. This time I came to Jiangnan. It is necessary to rectify the bureaucracy."

"Oh?" Song Wei looked overjoyed. If Mr. Li from the capital really wants to rectify the administration of officials, it would be a great thing-this guy is very powerful despite his young age, even if the Tianlong Sect wants to It is extremely difficult to assassinate him.

What's more, Mr. Li's background is extremely strong, and the decades-long prestige of the Shenwei Army has already shocked the government and the public, and no one dares to underestimate it.

"Master Song, can you provide me with a list?" Li Yi sighed. Song Wei and Songjiang County have paid so much. If he doesn't take down all the corrupt officials in Jiangnan, he will feel sorry for his loyal ministers.

Song Wei seemed to have been prepared for a long time, he directly took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his arms, slowly spread the handkerchief, and said in his mouth: "I have already given these lists to my wife, and I am going to wait for the city to be destroyed. Let her leave Songjiang County and go to the capital..."

When the city is broken, let her leave Songjiang County and go to the capital.

This sentence is easy to say, but it implies a lot of obscure feelings-Song Wei's emotion of living and dying with Songjiang County, the parting of life and death between him and his wife, and even how his wife lived in Tianlong. Jiangnan, where the congregation is all over the place, rushed to the capital as a weak woman.

The most important thing is, no matter how difficult it is for her, how can she meet the emperor when she arrives in the capital?

This is a choice in despair, full of love between husband and wife, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and the spirit of sacrificing life and forgetting death.

Li Yi's heart was a little touched, he took the handkerchief, looked at it, then folded it carefully, and stuffed it into his arms.

Outside the city gate of Songjiang County, several fine horses were easily wagging their tails and lowering their heads. They didn't know that just a day ago, the land here was littered with corpses.

Li Yi was riding on a horse, beside him were Song Beikui, Lao Tu and others, and behind him were twenty elite cavalry ordered by Wang Yupeng.

With the support of the guards, Song Wei moved over slowly, and opened his mouth and said, "Master Zhu..."

"Don't wish!" Li Yi grinned, clapped his hands and said, "Master Song, take good care of your wounds, and when we meet next time, I will definitely drink three hundred cups with you!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his horsewhip and shouted loudly: "Drive——"

With the sound of horseshoes, the first rider took the lead, and the dust was raised high.

"Okay!" Song Wei straightened his back and responded loudly.

The sun is in the middle of the sky, and it is noon at this time. The scorching sun has baked the earth out of water vapor. From a distance, it looks like a hazy swamp.

Song Wei stood standing outside the city, sweat dripping from his forehead, but he still looked at the cavalrymen who were rushing away unwaveringly.

He knew that swamps would not suddenly appear on the ground, but what these dozens of riders would face was the muddy, dark, piled up quagmire that had been piled up in the entire south of the Yangtze River for decades.

The sun was scorching the earth. Outside Songjiang County, more than a hundred soldiers, all dressed in black armor, stood neatly outside the door.

The wind blows over the wounds on their shoulders and chests, and blows over their empty long sleeves, as if to appease the pain of these soldiers.

However, even if the physical pain can be healed with medicine, what about the psychological pain?

Even - what kind of panacea should be used to heal the huge wounds in the whole of Jiangnan?

(The story of Songjiang County is finished, and today's update is an hour late. It's not that the author is lazy, but I have been thinking about how to end this bloody battle and how to connect to the follow-up more exciting story. Today Late update, it may be later, but it will not be missing, I have to think about the connection.)