Song Mingyue

Chapter 217

The sun was setting, and the last ray of afterglow sprinkled on the tower of the east gate of Luoyang City, like blood and fire.

After two more sticks of incense, the gate of the city will be closed, and the Xiang soldiers who have been guarding the gate for a whole day have looked forward to it.

After guarding and checking for a whole day, I can finally take a rest.

rumbling~
There was a sound of hoofbeats and footsteps, causing everyone to look up, with surprised expressions on their faces.

I saw a soldier and horse of hundreds of people rushing forward surrounded by three cavalry.

A young official in a green robe on the left is Yang Jin, the Superintendent of Soldiers and Horses in Luoyang City. The man on the left is a hulking back, holding a heavy and sharp long knife. I didn't know the person in the middle, but he was handsome and dressed in a red robe, obviously his official position was higher than Yang Jin's.

Although Yang Jin bears the name of Luoyang Military Superintendent, he spends most of his time looking for flowers and willows. This is the first time he has visited the city gate in many years. Now he not only came here in person, but also accompanied a fifth It is obvious that something big must have happened if officials above rank came here.

Xi Yuyu~
The three cavalry menacingly stopped near the gate of the city, and the soldiers and horses behind them also stood up neatly, and the captain of the gate guard rushed forward.

Jiang He galloped forward and asked, "Can you see a large number of idlers entering the city today?"

The captain replied anxiously: "Nothing unusual."

Jiang He nodded, reined in his horse and turned to report to Yang Jin. Before Yang Jin could reply, he heard the red-robed official say coldly: "Close the city gate!"

Jiang He was taken aback: "It's not yet closing time..."

The man said coldly: "Stop talking, close the door!"

Jiang He frowned slightly, looked at Yang Jin, but saw Yang Jin say: "Do as Master Cheng wants."

Jiang He didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately shouted: "Send the order, all the city gates on all sides will be closed, and the thousand-jin gate will be lowered, and I will not let half a person in."

"Here!"

"You are divided into four teams, each guarding a gate, guarding them with strong bows and crossbows. Anyone who approaches the city wall will be shot and killed by Lao Tzu!"

"Here!"

Following Jiang He's majestic and murderous orders, the two heavy and thick city gates were slowly closed, and the bolts were lowered. Immediately following the sound of bones, the heavy gate was also lowered on the top of the city.

The soldiers and horses behind them, three groups rushed to the other three places, and the remaining group of soldiers and horses lined up along the city stairs and filed up the tower.

In the land of Luoyang, there has been no war for hundreds of years. Usually, there are no more than a dozen or 20 people guarding the city at night. This is the first time I have seen a hundred people holding strong bows and crossbows.

The air near the city tower instantly became chilled.

As soon as the arrangements were completed, Yang Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the red-robed official Cheng Jun, "Luoyang City has high walls and thick walls. Once the city gates are closed, even thousands of troops and horses will not be able to enter. Come on, the transfer envoy and my father are waiting for me."

Cheng Jun's face was serious, but he nodded slightly.

Yang Jin turned back to Jiang He and said: "Except for the city guards, immediately order all the soldiers and horses, and rush to assemble three miles away from Liangyuan before the first shift."

"Here!"

Jiang He Hengdao bowed to Yang Jin and Cheng Jun, turned the horse's head, whipped the horse and flew away.

Looking at Jiang He's vigorous back, Cheng Jun asked thoughtfully, "Is this person trustworthy?"

Yang Jin laughed and said: "Please rest assured, my lord, Jiang He has been with me for more than ten years, and he is loyal..."

There was a sudden pause, and he lowered his voice and said: "He was originally a robber, and he has been sent to death row. Someone saw that he is good at martial arts, and he has the courage to make a 36-jin sword, so he did some activities and kept him in the camp... A certain kindness has saved his life, so why doesn't he repay him with his life?"

Cheng Jun also breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Yang Jin a thumbs up: "Although this kind of person is vulgar, he is the most loyal, and he should be trusted!"

The two didn't say much anymore, Da Ma, surrounded by several personal soldiers, rushed to Du's mansion.

……

At the gate of Du Gongcai’s mansion, gorgeous carriages and beautifully decorated sedan chairs were densely packed. Cheng Jun and Yang Jin turned left and right to get close to the gate of the mansion.

Cheng Jun asked the housekeeper coldly, "Why are there so many cars and sedan chairs parked in front of the house?"

The butler said in a low voice: "All the officials have no idea about tonight's meeting of the imperial envoy Liang Yuan, so they all came to the mansion to find the transfer envoy to listen to the message, and now they are all gathered in the front hall."

Cheng Jun snorted and cursed secretly in his heart: "A bunch of trash, they weren't so timid when they collected money back then."

Yang Jin asked: "Where is my father?"

"Lord Cang Si, Cao Si, Ti Xing Si and several other adults will accompany the transfer envoy in the study, and the younger ones will lead the adults there."

Du's study.

The room was also full of people, including Du Gongcai, Yang Yu and other important officials of Beijing Northwest Road.

Du Gongcai was sitting in the middle, reading a secret letter in his hand carefully, and then slowly laying it flat on the desk, with a fierce look like a hungry wolf in his eyes, he said with a grin: "The letter written by the King of Jinkang, as long as you write it With this son, Zongzheng will deal with the aftermath of the official family and the clan, and will not involve you all, but..."

Du Gongcai paused and remained silent.

Someone outside the door laughed and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry about transshipment. Da Song didn't kill scholar-bureaucrats. I am a first-class Jinshi and No. 18 in the second year of Daguan. Now it is worth death, and I have an explanation from the officials!"

Following the impassioned voice, Cheng Jun strode forward with awe-inspiring expression.

Intimidated by his aura, everyone just stared at him blankly, and saw Cheng Jun walking straight to the piano case in the corner of the study room, without saying a word, and began to play with the strings.

clang clang ~
The strings of the zither twitched, and the intention of killing and attacking rose high. It turned out to be a song "Guangling San"...

The theme of Guangling San is Nie Zheng's plot to avenge his father's revenge. The whole song is full of murderous intent and impassioned.

At the end of the song, the whole hall was silent, and it took a long time before the applause broke out.

Du Gongcai is even more upbeat: "There are many righteous men in ancient and modern times. Mr. Cheng is not afraid of violence and sacrificed his life to avenge his father. He can be called a hero and will be immortalized forever!"

Yang Yu also jumped up and said loudly: "Bring it!"

Before the words were finished, a servant brought a brocade-covered tray. Yang Yu took the tray, uncovered the brocade and took out a dagger with a sheath, and presented it to Cheng Jun: "This sword is called Broken Heart, and it is made of thousand-year-old cold iron. Refined by a famous craftsman, it can cut iron like mud, and it can be quenched with several kinds of poisons such as crane crest red, peacock gall, etc., but if you have to cut the little thief's skin, it will be impossible for gods to save it, even worse than the dagger used by Jing Ke back then. , specially prepared for Mr. Cheng to kill the thieves."

Cheng Jun's eyes showed an awe-inspiring look, he reached out to take the heart-breaking dagger, and took it out of its sheath. The room was suddenly cold and sharp, and what was even more frightening was the green light on the blade...

It really is a deadly dagger!
At this time, a confidant of the Du Mansion hurried in and said, "Report to the senior officials, more than [-] white stiles gathered at the gate of Liangyuan, and the rest of the guards in Jinyi were guarded by about a hundred people except the imperial envoys, and the rest were still scattered in various parts of the city. place."

Du Gongcai's eyes brightened, he turned around and asked Yang Jin, "How about the city gate?"

Yang Jin said anxiously: "Today, there are no idlers entering the city, the city gate has long been closed, and there are hundreds of people guarding it with bows and crossbows, even if the Jinyi guards outside the city have wings, they can't fly in!"

Luoyang City was the ancient capital of the former dynasty, and the height of the city was several feet high. In the era of cold weapons, the Jin Yiwei did not have siege equipment, no matter how tyrannical they were, there was no way to forcibly kill them on the towers.

Du Gongcai cheered up, and said with a sneer: "There are more than a thousand soldiers and horses scattered around, and we have five thousand soldiers and horses in hand, no matter whether the little thief is sincerely entertaining the banquet or a Hongmen banquet, this time he is dead!"

Yang Yu and others also let out a sigh of relief: "It's getting late, let's go!"

A group of people followed Du Gongcai to file out, while Yang Jin threw several personal soldiers and went straight to the front hall.

Inside the hall, officials of all levels were densely packed, some were in a daze, some were pacing up and down anxiously, and some looked panic-stricken as if the end was approaching. When they saw Yang Jin coming in, they immediately rushed up to greet him.

Yang Jin stretched out his hand to stop it, and said loudly: "You don't need to ask any more questions, just follow along to watch a good show, my father and the capital transfer envoy have already gone to the banquet, what are you worried about?"

In an instant, there was a burst of thunderous cheers in the entire hall, and the hearts that were fluctuating all over finally fell to the ground at this moment.

In front of the gate of Du's mansion, carriages and sedan chairs, surrounded by all the slaves, headed for Liang Yuan in a mighty way.

……

"Although Liang Yuan is good, it is not a place to stay forever."

The Liang Garden located in Suiyang City was famous in the Han Dynasty, but the Liang Garden of that year has long since disappeared. The Liang Garden in Luoyang City was just built under the name of Luoyang Mansion. Although it is not as beautiful as the real Liang Garden, it is still a pavilion. Terraces, waterside pavilions, buildings, exotic flowers and plants are all available.

As night fell, the lights in Luoyang City were first lit, and the Liang Garden was already brightly lit, just like daytime.

Zhiyuan Building, the largest pavilion in the park.

In the hall on the third floor, the decoration is resplendent and resplendent; the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras is lingering, leisurely and melodious; in the middle of the hall, there are dozens of Eight Immortals tables, which can accommodate one or two hundred guests. Although the table has not been served, it is already set The fine wines in the big altar are all Dukang wine that is more than 20 years old. Even if it is sealed with mud, it still faintly reveals the bitter aroma of the wine.

Zhao Hao was dressed in a purple robe, and his body was as long as jade. He leaned against the window, waving a folding fan, looking towards the gate of Liang Garden, with a relaxed and calm expression.

"The bright moon is in the sky, the wind is blowing, the night of the full moon is perfect, it's the perfect weather for killing people, haha..." Zhao Hao laughed.

Fang Baihua at the side gave him a blank look, and said in a cold voice: "Jinyiwei has secretly reported that Luoyang city soldiers and horses have come out in full force, and they have assembled near Chenjiaqiao two miles away."

Zhao Hao said with a faint smile: "Du Gongcai is a bit naive, even if it is a hard fight, his five thousand mob is no match for my thousand elite. If the local Xiang army really has such a little fighting power, how can it be defeated by your Fang family?" Sweeping the entire Jiangnan in less than a year?"

His answer was another white eye, followed by another threat: "I'm afraid there are assassins hiding in it, be careful with your life."

Zhao Hao showed a look of interest, did not speak, but said lightly: "Here we are..."

As soon as Fang Baihua raised his head, he saw a large black shadow in the direction of the entrance, those who were dressed in green, those who were dressed in green, those who were dressed in red, and those who were dressed in purple. Hundreds of people came.

Fang Baihua snorted coldly: "Those house slaves are all strong and strong, and they obviously all have sharp knives hidden in their bodies. They really came prepared."

Zhao Hao laughed: "The so-called confidence, if he waits without a little preparation, how can he send it to the door... The show is about to begin, you just hurry down to meet it!"

PS: No amount of explanation is useless, just one sentence: This book will not be a eunuch, let me take care of my livelihood...

(End of this chapter)