Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Until Xu Zizhen left for a long time, Zhang Bangchang was still in a sluggish state, with his eyes wide open and his mouth open, and he was in such a state only because of Xu Zizhen's words: "The only way to save His Highness Kang Wang and your own life is to—— He is the third grandson next door."

The corner of Zhang Bangchang's mouth twitched slightly, the third grandson next door?This... What the hell kind of method is this?

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Xu Zizhen hummed a little tune and went back to the camp. With Zhang Bangchang's intelligence, he would definitely understand what he meant. As for how to implement it, there is no need to doubt it. No one in an official can play superficial things these days, let alone the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty who is an extremely human minister.

In the next few days, Wanyan Zongwang still did not appear. Every day Wushu or Wanyanchang accompanied Zhao Gou and the others. Xu Zizhen always followed from a distance, watching everyone secretly.

Today is the sixth day after arriving in Zhending. Wu Shu came to the camp of the Song mission early, with a friendly smile on his face, saying that he wanted to take Zhao Gou and others into Zhending City to have a look. There was silence in Yanyi Song Mission, but most people's faces were very ugly. Zhending was originally the territory of Song Dynasty, but now it has become a part of the territory of Jin Kingdom, and Wushu still looks like a master. Neither will be comfortable.

The Song Mission was headed by Zhao Gou, so he naturally had to take on the responsibility for the peace talks, but he waited for many days but nothing serious happened, which made the fire in his heart more and more intense, and Wu Shu's words seemed to ignite The powder keg of the fuse finally exploded: "Hmph, don't bother the fourth prince, I will go and see if I want to see it. I just don't know when brother Ling will return. Is it possible that he won't see me again?"

"Oh, His Royal Highness Kang, calm down, my brother has a lot of military affairs, and I really don't have time to spare these days, I will compensate His Highness for my brother!" Wu Shu's expression remained unchanged, he was still smiling, and he really clasped his fists.

Zhao Gou had nowhere to spread his fire, and snorted heavily, Zhang Bangchang suddenly said unhurriedly from the side: "My lord, the peace talks are of great importance, and there is no need to be in a hurry, but it's just a few more days, so why bother?" In such a hurry?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of most of the Song people around him changed. Zhang Bangchang's words were clearly correct, but anyone could hear the disrespect in the tone and wording.

Zhao Gou turned his head and stared at Zhang Bangchang coldly, but Zhang Bangchang still lowered his eyebrows, as if he hadn't seen him. Although there was no contempt on his face, his attitude was fully revealed by his demeanor .

A look of astonishment flashed in Wu Shu's eyes, but he quickly covered it up, and the scene fell into a strangely quiet atmosphere. Zhao Gou and Zhang Bangchang were the two leaders of the Song Mission, and no one else could get in their way. Cao Sheng bowed his head and stood beside him without saying a word, and although Wang Yun, Minister of the Ministry of Justice also bowed his head, his eyes turned around Zhang Bangchang and Zhao Gou without a trace, but this scene happened to be seen by Wu Shu .

The tour of Zhending City was over, Zhao Gou walked away, and a good invitation broke up. Xu Zizhen watched it with relish in the far corner, and secretly praised Zhang Bangchang in his heart. Zhang Bangchang was indeed an old Jianghu. No flaws could be seen, even Zhao Gou was really irritated by him.

Xu Zizhen was secretly proud of himself. In order to make this play more realistic, he didn't talk about it with Zhao Gou at all, but at the moment Zhang Bangchang is probably complaining secretly in his heart, but he can't say it, but this is better, and the old fox will not dare to offend him in the future. Himself, because only oneself can wash away that disrespectful accusation for him.

It was only in the morning, and there was still a lot of time before noon, so Xu Zizhen stretched his waist, explained a few words to Shui Liuli, and then got up and left the camp.

Su San has been away for a few days, no matter how inefficient it is, it's time to do something.

Half an hour later, Xu Zizhen had appeared in Zhending City. The defenders of the Golden Camp didn't pay any attention to him as a coachman. They let him out of the camp with just a few ingots of silver, but he had to come back before the changing of the guard at Yingkou.

Zhending City is worthy of being an important town on Hebei Road. Xu Zizhen immediately felt a heavy vicissitudes of life after entering the city gate. The streets in the city are criss-crossed and straight, and it is almost difficult to see the winding and turning trails, just like a straight-blooded Hebei man Generally speaking, it's just that this big city has lost the hustle and bustle of the past, and there are only cold streets and a heavy atmosphere.

Standing inside the city gate, Xu Zizhen let out a long breath. War is like this. The disasters brought to every city that suffered from war are not ordinary, even though the Jin people did not destroy as much as the Yuan Dynasty after the invasion, But some traumas are inevitable, such as the common people.

After the war, I am afraid that only the coffin shop business will become popular. To be on the safe side, Xu Zizhen specially asked a few more people, and finally determined the target at the largest one in Zhending City - Luji Shoucai.

After experiencing the looting of the war, the city became empty, only a group of golden soldiers patrolled by from time to time, but this provided Xu Zizhen with convenience, the street was clear at a glance, and he didn't have to worry about being followed. He found the place soon , in Lu Ji Shoucai somewhere in the south of the city.

I don’t know if it’s because of the coffin shop or because the street is off the beaten path. In short, the front of Luji’s gate is bleak. There aren’t even any stray dogs at first glance. There is only a loafer sitting under a tree diagonally opposite, lazily. squeezed his feet.

The door of the coffin shop was open, and there were more than a dozen completed coffins in the shop. The materials were poor and the walls were thin. Not bad.

Xu Zizhen walked into the shop and glanced around, but the shopkeeper didn't come over to say hello, and sat in the corner with half-closed eyes. This kind of business was embarrassing, and he couldn't be more enthusiastic. Xu Zizhen coughed lightly: "Shopkeeper, buy a coffin."

The shopkeeper opened his eyes and said expressionlessly, "What kind of board do you want?"

Xu Zizhen opened his mouth and said, "Is there any wicker weaving?"

The shopkeeper was obviously stunned, and then glanced out the door without any trace, then turned around and said: "Wicker hitting the coffin? Isn't this too often?"

Xu Zizhen said: "My third aunt is dead, so it's not worth holding the plank."

A smile suddenly appeared on the shopkeeper's face, he stood up and cupped his hands to Xu Zizhen: "May I ask your surname."

Xu Zizhen also cupped his hands: "No expensive, both Xu."

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand: "Please follow me."

Xu Zizhen was about to go in with him, when the curtain inside the shop moved, Su San rushed out in a hurry: "Xu Zizhen, why did you come here? I have been waiting for you for a few days!"

"Grandma, calm down!" Xu Zizhen was so frightened that he quickly pulled her aside, "The city is full of golden dogs, are you killing me by yelling so much?"