Song Mingyue

Chapter 112

As the sky was getting brighter, Zhu's mansion got busy, and the whole mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, beaming with joy.

To say that Zhu Xi can be regarded as a model of grassroots counterattack.A person with no roots and no family background, because of flattery Cai Jingtong and his father and son got an official.Normally speaking, it’s great to be an evil party, but Zhu Mian went on a big scale, pulling the official tiger skins to search Jiangnan, and trying his best to serve the emperor. The Song Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River all followed Zhu Mian’s wishes for a while, and even raised private soldiers. , house slaves can wear brocade clothes and gold and silver belts, and can be called the king of the southeast.

The affairs of the Southeast Yingfeng Bureau triggered Fang La's uprising, Jiangnan was in ruins, and the reputation of the Southeast Yingfeng Bureau was greatly reduced, but Zhu Xi was just dismissed from his post and dormant.In history, Zhu Xi not only returned to his original post, but also became more and more favored, and "he never avoided the concubine when he came to see him".

At a banquet, Zhao Ji deliberately shook hands with Zhu Xie. Zhu Xie was very honored by this, and then wrapped Huang Luo around this arm, and bowed to others without raising it when meeting people.

Zhu's group "has been solidified and favored for 20 years", and the power is so powerful that even his "benevolent minister" Cai Jing has to be courteous to him, not to mention that Cai Jing's third appearance as a minister is all because of Zhu Meng's support.

Not only that, but in October of the seventh year of Xuanhe, Jin soldiers outflanked Kaifeng, Song Huizong Zhao Ji hurriedly gave way to Song Qinzong Zhao Huan, and fled to Zhenjiang with Cai Jing, Zhu Yu and his son. It was not until he retreated from Kaifeng that he returned to the court from the south of the Yangtze River, and he and Zhao Ji were almost friends in need.

Ever since the Fangla Rebellion was put down and Zhu Xi returned to Suzhou, he spent millions of dollars in property to win over Liang Shicheng, Cai Jing and others, waiting for the day of comeback.

Sure enough, Zhao Ji was more interested in Zhu Xie at first, and Liang Shicheng reinstated him to his original post with a single word.

At the gate of Zhu's mansion, a band of more than a hundred people is waiting, all of them are wearing red and hanging colors, holding musical instruments, such as gongs, drums, cymbals, hole flute, trumpet, suona, and horn.

After a while, the main gate, the second gate, and the ritual gate of Zhu's mansion were all opened. A group of house slaves dressed in brocade robes and with long knives hanging from their waists led horses and filed out. Immediately after, Zhu Man dressed in a red robe straddled an eight-foot-high horse. , The snow-white horse, under the protection of more than a hundred slaves in brocade clothes, slowly stepped out of the steps of the gate, and then a group of hundreds of house slaves followed.

A total of more than three hundred people surrounded Zhu Mian tightly. Those generals and servants, some with long knives at their waists, some with long spears in their hands, some with long bows on their backs, and arrow pots hanging from their waists, all of them belonged to the Zhu family. The selected brave men are full of murderous aura.

The sound of firecrackers sounded, and all kinds of musical instruments blared together. First, the gongs and drums blared, and the trumpets and suonas competed. In the middle, there was a sound of copper cymbals, and then they all fell silent. Then the gongs, drums, trumpets, and suonas started again, and so on.

A group of people headed for the north gate in a mighty way, and the entire street along the way was occupied by Zhu's family, and the noisy musical instruments resounded through the small half of Suzhou City, causing the people in Suzhou City to retreat one after another. Stop and watch.

Some people sighed, some cursed secretly, some were resentful, and some were watching the fun indifferently, but none of these could affect Zhu Qian's mood.

For half a year, Zhu Xi's mood was extremely gloomy, spent in panic, disappointment, fear and uneasiness.Especially when the city of Hangzhou was broken, Chen Jian and Zhao Yue, the envoys of the Liangzhe system in the city, were shown to the public by the rebel lords.And the official's decree to dismiss him made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and fell into the trough of his life.

However, all of this has passed, and the sky cleared up after the rain... The rebellion has subsided, Fang La and others have been escorted to Beijing, and he has also returned to his old nest, Suzhou City. The official family not only let him return to his original position, but also promoted him to a noble position, which is the beginning of his prosperity and prosperity.

Although some unpleasant things have happened in the past few days, such as the entry of an assassin into the mansion, such as his favorite concubine actually had an affair with a domestic slave who was deeply trusted by him, and was killed on the bed, which made him feel embarrassed. It's all lost, but these are just small details, not worth mentioning.

So that Zhu Man who was sitting high on the horse, although his face was full of majesty and solemnity, his heart seemed to be blooming with joy. He held his head high and his chest upright, like a general returning triumphantly, triumphantly, Invincible!
However, in the process of the team's march, there was a small episode after all.

"Zhu Thief, you are causing chaos in the south of the Yangtze River, poisoning the people, you are heinous, you will die!"

A scholar wearing a high crown, holding an oil-paper umbrella, rushed out of the crowd from the left side of the street angrily, and rushed straight at Zhu Xi in the team, intending to attack Zhu Xi with the tip of his umbrella.

This kind of behavior of hitting a rock with an egg naturally has no good results. Before the man got close, he was picked up by a few servants like an eagle catching a chicken. Generally discarded by the roadside.

This person is also considered lucky, today is the day of Zhu Xi's great joy, all the slaves did not kill him, otherwise the consequences of angering Zhu Xi would be peeling off even if they did not die.

The team was still marching in an orderly and ostentatious way, slowly heading towards the north gate under the eyes of the people in Suzhou City who hated it.

Zhu Xi leisurely turned his head, looked at the people on both sides with contempt, and then turned his gaze to the front.

Thousands of people are nothing more than ants in his eyes, not enough to stop his prosperity.

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Ten miles away from the north gate, beside the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

Several riders came galloping along the river, frightening the water birds on the river to dive into the aquatic plants.

Zhao Hao was wearing a blue flat headband, a white blouse like snow, and a pair of small-toed leather boots with a bird pattern on his feet. He was dressed like a scholar coming to Beijing for an exam. soil.

Wu Song and Zhao Dian followed closely behind, but they were all dressed as book boys, but that look was a little too tough...

The three of them paused by the riverside, no longer moving forward, but just set up a pergola and looked towards the city gate.

A small boat on the river kept following them along the river, galloping fast on the water, saw them stop, and also stopped in the water grass by the river to hide.

There was a woman in white on the small boat, wearing a big bamboo hat, covering most of her face, but the oar in her hand was moving like flying, the whole small boat seemed to be flying, her wrist strength was by no means comparable to that of an ordinary woman.

Wei Wei raised her head, revealing a face as gorgeous as a peach and plum, it was Fang Baihua.

From the direction of the north gate of Jiangning, there was the sound of musical instruments. Looking up, I saw hundreds of people, like a dark cloud, coming slowly towards this side.

"Zhu Man is coming." Fang Baihua raised his head and said to Zhao Hao who was on the bank.

"It's time for him to die!" Zhao Hao said calmly, looking away.

Fang Baihua was full of doubts, and asked: "It's just you three, or do you have another ambush?"

Zhao Hao smiled slightly and said, "There is nothing to hide here, so how can we hide the ambushes?"

He slowly raised his head, with an inscrutable look on his face, and said leisurely: "My son is the No. 70 second disciple of the Great Chitian Daode Tianzun in the Taiqing Realm. Of course, Zhu Xi must be killed with immortal skills... What kind of skill is it if you don't agree with each other and draw your sword to face each other?"

Fang Baihua: "..."

If someone else talked to her in such a coquettish tone, he would have been ripped off the horse long ago, and he would have to press him into the water to fill his stomach with water first, but Zhao Hao is not someone else, even if she is upset, she can only bear it, look at this kid What tricks can you play.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer. Hundreds of people rushed towards them, splashing mud and flying grass, and finally stopped hundreds of steps away from Zhao Hao and others.

The sound of the musical instruments stopped, and the brocade-clothed guards scattered all around, forming a square formation, guarding Zhu Xi in the center, with their knives out of their sheaths and arrows on their strings, ready to go.

After the formation was lined up, the sound of musical instruments rang out again, especially the noisy sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of horns and suonas, which made the water of the Qinhuai River almost vibrate.

"Trumpets, suonas, small tunes and big tunes. Official ships come and go in chaos, it's all up to you to raise your voice. The army is worried when they hear it, and the people are afraid when they hear it. Where can we tell what is true and what is false? What you see is overturned." Hurt this house, blow to that house, just blow the water and let the geese fly away!"

If this song Xiaoling is used here, it will be very suitable for the occasion...

"The sound of uproarious noise is just mourning music and sad music. Today next year will be the anniversary of Zhu Man's death!" Zhao Hao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his voice showed a sense of coldness.

"We'll wait and see!" Fang Baihua sneered.

Zhao Hao didn't speak, but slowly turned the horse's head, pointed towards the direction where Zhu Xi and the others were, and the magnetic voice sounded like a dream: "Invincible heavenly soldiers and generals, listen to me Called by you, show your invincible weapons, fight for me, hurry like a law!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large snow-white shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, like a white cloud falling from the sky.

He saw a group of white horse cavalry standing in front of him. The white horses, white armor, and snow-white long knives formed a dreamlike snow shadow.

That piece of snow-white and bright white is so bright that it confuses people's eyes.

Such a cavalry may not be considered unparalleled in riding and shooting, but it is the most beautiful and romantic cavalry. The dreamy and dazzling snow-white is admirable and admirable.

At the front of the queue, there was a snow-white horse without a single hair, which was more than eight feet high. On the tall horse was a 35-year-old heroic general with thick sword eyebrows, piercing like Dian's eyes, a handsome and heroic face, exudes a forceful heroism all over his body, which makes people dare not look directly at him. He holds up a long spear in his hand, pierces straight into the sky, and shines dazzlingly under the scorching sun .

Following the raising of the long lance, the long knives were raised like a dense forest, and the cries were like thunder.

"Where righteousness comes, life and death follow. The sky can learn from it, and the white horse is the proof!"

The shouts were neat and loud, resounding into the sky.

(End of this chapter)