Prince of Song Dynasty

Chapter 661

Ye Chen touched Hai Dongqing on the shoulder, said a few words to him in a low voice, then raised his hand and let Hai Dongqing fly. The latter soared into the sky, hovered at a height of hundreds of feet, and then flew to the northwest .Lian Jicheng followed with a thousand Huaxia Wei.

Ye Chen turned his head and said a few words to Hu Sanguang in a low voice. The latter shook his body, knelt in front of Ye Chen, and said in a low voice, "What is your status, how can you use yourself as a bait?"

Ye Chen sighed and said: "I haven't made up my mind on how to do some things. So, in the evening, I deliberately told Uncle Cao and Uncle Luo about our actions tonight. I think they will definitely tell the emperor about it." Your Majesty. Whether His Majesty the Emperor will seize this opportunity, I am not sure. But I want to give His Majesty the Emperor one last chance to see how he will do. It also allows me to make the final decision on some things. So, you Withdraw all the nearby spies, let Bai Canghai bring more than 100 experts to support Lian Jicheng, and let Li Junhao take two thousand Huaxia Guards to hide again. Don't worry! No one can hurt me."

Hu Sanguang hesitated for a moment, but finally obeyed Ye Chen's order and ran down to make arrangements.

Tonight is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it is impossible for Kaifeng city to be so peaceful.And the reason why this area is so quiet and there are no people around is because the Huaxia Weifu has already temporarily moved the people in this street tonight through its powerful action capabilities.

Therefore, compared to the quietness and desolation of this area, other places in Kaifeng City are extremely lively.

At this time, the streets in the city were crowded with people. Not long after dinner, people came out from every house, and the streets and alleys came to the most prosperous street centered around Xiangguo Temple. The festive lanterns are like weaving, like a mighty and endless fire, the hawkers shouted loudly, the team of dragon and lion dances passed by, beat gongs and drums, and juggling performers gathered on the street, and rumors spread from brothels and brothels. The faint singing to attract guests, and sometimes the dance inside can also be seen, and people come in and out from time to time, which is very lively.

Some well-known women in brothels have already gone tonight, and occasionally they can find seats in the hall. From time to time, there will be news on the street that a certain son of a certain poetry club has a new work by a certain young man. This is one of the highlights of tonight. One, and then you can hear a famous prostitute in a certain brothel recite this poem, and then you can hear the news that another masterpiece will be released at a certain poem meeting, talents compete with each other, beauties will These talents are decorated with a beautiful scarlet atmosphere. Most people enjoy the lanterns and watch the bustle. In such an atmosphere, they can feel the legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the elegance of the Tang Dynasty is nothing more than that.

The way of poetry has been prosperous since the Tang Dynasty, and it has gone through hundreds of years of development at this time. Although the high-level officials of the Song Dynasty have already considered the fact that poetry is useless, Zhao Kuangyin listened to Ye Chen's suggestion and boldly carried out scientific examinations to select scholars. The reform was carried out, and poetry was excluded from the selection criteria.However, even if the imperial court has such considerations, in fact, the status of poetry has reached a glorious position at least in the overall situation at this time. If you can really write a good poem, it will definitely be everywhere you go. There will be no lack of respect and courtesy.

The elegant atmosphere is the imprint of an era.Since the Tang Dynasty, the vast poetry culture has been deposited here as the foundation of the entire society, the most shining part in the history of civilization development, and countless masterpieces such as stars and constant sands, which have become the most important part of Chinese civilization.

The night is getting thicker and thicker in this atmosphere, the moon is in the sky, and the atmosphere of the city is still getting warmer.The number of beggars seems to have increased a lot.

Suddenly, nine loud arrows of different colors and unique sounds were fired from somewhere in Baima Lane in the west of the city one after another.The beggars within a radius of ten miles, no matter what they were doing, suddenly stopped their movements and ran towards Baima Lane as fast as they could.

The Beggar Gang is now considered to be the largest gang in the Central Plains. Its backbone is composed of all beggars in the Central Plains, with tens of thousands of people.It is also the largest of the many peripheral forces in Huaxia Weifu.The leader of the Beggar Gang is even a staff envoy of the Intelligence Department of Huaxia Weifu.

The nine-shot arrow just now was the highest summoning order of the Beggar Gang. As soon as this order came out, all the beggars within a ten-mile radius rushed to the place where the ringing arrow was fired.

After half a stick of incense, more than 1000 beggars gathered in Baima Lane.The beggar called his master Shi Ye, and Li Junhao and Ye Chen called him Shi Wa.

Shiwa was originally a hall master of Li Junhao's Southern Gang.When Ye Chen went to Jianghuai to raise food more than two years ago, Li Junhao followed Ye Chen with Shiwa and others.Now he is the envoy of the Beijing Outer Department of the Huaxia Weifu Intelligence Department.

In fact, Shiwa now controls more than the Beggar Gang. Nearly half of Kaifeng's black and white gangs are controlled by him or have great influence.In the Kaifeng area, regardless of whether they are gangsters or gangsters, there is no one who doesn't know Shi Ye.The people within a few miles near the small royal courtyard where Xuesha and Wang Zhutong were hiding were moved to other places without anyone noticing within these three days, and two thousand Huaxia guards were hidden in these houses in batches.Even if this matter is done by the Kaifeng Government Yamen, although it can be done, it is absolutely impossible to do it without anyone noticing.But Shiwa did it by mobilizing the power in his hands.

Lian Jicheng led a thousand Huaxia Guards to form an iron cavalry to lead the way along Haidongqing, and the final goal point was Baima Lane where nine arrows were fired.And tonight is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are so many people, there are so many tourists, although the White Horse Lane is a little bit remote, there are still a lot of people.Lian Jicheng led a thousand Huaxia Guards to kill people here, if these people were present, wouldn't they hurt innocent people.

Shiwa urgently issued a nine-ring summoning order to ask the beggars to help clear the field before the war started.Because the incident happened suddenly, it was necessary to evacuate all the people here in a very short period of time, and some nearby houses had to be moved to the ground.

How to do this, Qierbang has its own way. More than 1000 beggars found buckets and basins of dung water from nowhere, and then poured some on everyone they saw.The chaos in White Horse Lane started here, and the screaming, cursing, and roaring started. Naturally, someone would get angry and try to teach these daring beggars a lesson. After ten breaths, the chaos in Baima Lane ended, because all the people around Baima Lane had already left this area, including those who stayed at home, and were forcibly taken away by the Beggar Gang.Then the more than 1000 beggars blocked the neighborhood to prevent people from entering Baima Lane, and at the same time began to demolish some houses.

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When Wang Zhutong, Xuesha and others came out of a very hidden passageway in a shabby house in Baima Lane, they didn't find anything unusual. Soon, some guards led by Xuesha, some of Zhao Guangyi's guards, and some masters of the temple led by Wang Zhuo , more than 200 people in total, escorting Zhao Heng, the son of King Jin, came out of the tunnel one by one.Just now they ran for a full five or six miles through the underground passage in the dark. The feeling of depression and suffocation was really uncomfortable, and no one wanted to stay down there for a moment longer.

With so many people, the room where the tunnel exit was located naturally couldn't stay any longer, and it was a bit crowded when they all came to the small courtyard.

Wang Zhutong felt that something was wrong, so he told a thin and tall man beside him, "Xiao Si, take a few people out to see what's going on outside first? How can this White Horse Lane be so quiet on Mid-Autumn Festival tonight? "

The holy temple master named Xiao Si led two people out of the small courtyard, but the next moment, the three ran back again with panicked expressions on their faces.At the same time, the sound of horseshoes came from the northwest direction.

"It's not good, imperial cavalry!" Xiao Si shouted as he ran.

The crowd suddenly panicked, and someone shouted: "Quickly enter the tunnel!"

Even if someone scolded: "Idiot, if you enter the tunnel and be blocked by people and smoke to death, or drown in water, I would rather fight with them than die so uselessly."

Wang Zhutong's face was ugly. It was unbelievable that someone would find such a long-distance underground passage and the entrance was sealed, but he was not an ordinary person after all, so he immediately shouted: "What are you panicking about? There are many people who are not masters, scattered and fled in the direction opposite to the sound of horseshoes, and will meet up at Sanlipo outside the city tomorrow."

The people who followed Xuesha and Wang Zhutong were indeed not ordinary people, even those with the weakest force had second-rate strength, and there were even super-first-rate masters like Xuesha.The most important thing is that they are all strong-willed desperadoes, and each of them kills quite a few people.

Everyone rushed out of the yard immediately and was about to flee in all directions, but it was too late.Because I don't know when, except for this courtyard, all the buildings within two hundred steps nearby have been razed to the ground.

The figure of the first war horse in the northwest direction leaped out, and the galloping horse team was like a shadow covering the sky and the sun, and the roar broke through the ground.This iron-shoeed giant wave extended to the left and right, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"Walk"

Wang Zhutong roared like thunder.

Everyone's face changed drastically, and many people scolded: "Fuck!"

Then the more than 200 people turned around and ran away.

The cavalry swept across and directly approached the rear of the crowd.Running at the end, a temple master wielding an epee let out a roar, turned around, swiped his sword swiftly, and four iron spears broke through his direction, piercing his back from his chest, and stabbed him tall. He picked it up, and before he was torn apart, he was pushed by the galloping horse and flew in the air for a certain distance, swinging the epee wildly.

Xuesha led the more than 100 guards of King Jin, all of whom were his confidants who practiced with one hand. Seeing that the two subordinates who were lagging behind were about to be caught up, he turned around suddenly, pushed the two subordinates forward, and then slashed Blast out, chop off the head of a rushing horse and the cavalry on it, this is really a thunderous momentum, the people who glanced back from the corner of the eye had no time to applaud, and then the Huaxia Wei Changdao who came rushing slashed And down, in a blink of an eye, one handle, two handles, three handles and four handles... Xuesha's tall body flew out like a giant bear, rolled and strode on the ground, and then continued to run away.

(End of this chapter)