Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

It was the sound of cannons.

The sound of cannon from the outer city.

The barbarians have never had such weapons, and they are definitely not invaded by foreign enemies, but who has such extraordinary abilities?

When he was in a daze, he was pushed from the back, and he fell off the horse in a whirl.Jiang Bin rolled twice in the weeds, his eyes darkened, and it took him a while to recover. When he looked up, Wang Zhe had pulled the reins and turned the horse's head.

He took one last look at Jiang Bin, and there was a bit of stubbornness in his eyes that "the revenge has been avenged".It seemed that this push would cancel out the previous grievances, and he was finally able to completely free himself from the shackles of kindness.

He was planning to distract the pursuers.

Jiang Bin came to his senses, or sacrificed his life to keep the secret, which was also a part of repaying gratitude.

The dust raised by the horseshoes obscured the sun, and in the downy light, shadows of beating and singing appeared, layer upon layer, full of the desolation of the past and present.

Another bombardment made the eardrums hurt.The movement of the landslide that day also shattered the blurred shadows in front of me. When the wind blows, it looks like catkins all over the sky, or scattered flowers, blue and red, and finally turn into a silent white.In the boundless snow field, my eyes were almost blind, but fortunately, a branch gradually pulled out from the ground, twisted and swayed, and finally turned into a rumbling rut.

He suddenly woke up, and he was really in the car, and when he turned his head, he saw a gloomy face.

The wind lifted the curtain, and the lush greenery of Yanshan came into his eyes, as if what he was looking at was not him, but a corner of the mountain that was out of reach.In that corner, nestled in a group of fluffy reds, wagging their tails comfortably, saying why the few eggplants haven't bloomed yet.

After another jolt, I opened my eyes, only to realize that it was a dream within a dream.

That face was still in front of him, with the same expression, which made him tremble.

That's right, when I woke up occasionally in the few days under the fence, I saw the appearance of this clay sculpture and wood carving. When I woke up the next day, I thought how the well-behaved Qiao Shangshu would sit on his bed with his hair dazed, so it was just a dream.However, at this moment, everything is so natural and shocking.

Jiang Bin didn't know why Qiao Yu was here, or how he got into the capital safely after Wang Xun's rebellion, and then met Wang Zhe and took him into the carriage.

His mouth was full of bitterness, and he didn't know what he was being fed.He wanted to get up, but felt dizzy for a while and was pressed back on his lap by him.

"Fang fed some pills to nourish blood." Qiao Yu pulled up the cotton-padded jacket covering Jiang Bin again.

However, Jiang Bin felt that the weight on his body made him breathless, and he tried hard to push away Qiao Yu's hand on his heart: "You...why are you here?"

Qiao Yu didn't answer, the hand that was pushed away was hanging by his side, swaying with the bumps of the carriage, without a place to fall.

"Where are you going?" The words he spit out all had an astringent taste, so bitter that the root of his tongue tingled.Why do I always encounter these boring gourds who have their own ghosts, and they can only answer one question after ten questions, and the answer may not be true.

Qiao Yu looked at Jiang Bin for a while, but didn't answer, but suddenly grabbed Jiang Bin's hand.The grip was so tight that Jiang Bin couldn't break free at this moment. He stared blankly at Qiao Yu, but Qiao Yu's eyes were as calm as a painting. The snow is still, the river is flat, and people are wooden. , just opened his eyes in vain, staring blankly at the person outside the painting.Or maybe it has been hidden for a long time, and when it is seen again, it has forgotten how to jump out of the picture scroll.

A light in my heart flickered on silently.

In the dark night, one after another, they formed a misty bridge. On the other side of the bridge was the hut of Guanshan. The charcoal fire in the house was crackling. To pull him over.

Jiang Bin broke away from the hand violently, but because of pushing too hard, he rolled to the ground.Knocking his head on something, there was a burst of pain, but the fear in his heart overwhelmed the physical discomfort.He knew that something had woken up, sucking his bone marrow and drilling out branches and leaves all-pervasively, the sharp shoots pierced through the internal organs, eager to break out of the ground.

Qiao Yu shouted something beside his ear, but he couldn't hear it clearly, but it seemed familiar.

When he woke up again, he saw no one around him, but leaned against the carriage parked somewhere, with the medicine-stained clothes covering his body.His back was soaked in sweat, and his hair was sticking to his face.Jiang Bin tried to stand up straight, although there was still some unexplained pain, but the fatigue of many days subsided due to the effect of the medicine, and his vision became much clearer.

Lifting the curtain, outside is the twilight encroaching on the sky. On the foot of the mountain, the reddish yellow tiles and the red wall are integrated, like a burning fire, burning the Kangling stele pavilion with high eaves.

With a trembling of Jiang Bin's fingertips, the curtain covered everything in front of him, until a gust of wind sent a few words.

"Where is Meng Yu?"

Jiang Bin raised the curtain again in a daze, only then did he see a few people hiding under the shade of a tree not far away.

Two of them are close to each other, vaguely a man and a woman, Jiang Bin recognized the voice of the person who spoke just now, it was Wu Ping'er.The person next to Wu Ping'er saw that Zhang Jin's stature should be Zhang Jin, but the person on the horse opposite the two couldn't see his appearance at all, he only heard him say: "Did you bring it?"

The voice was hoarse as if he was over sixty years old.

Wu Ping'er hesitated for a moment, untied something from his waist and threw it over, the man immediately picked it up, stroked it carefully, then turned his head suddenly: "Help him down."

Startled, Jiang Bin let go of his hand, and the curtain swung, falling into the man's eyes.

Did he know he was awake?

Before Jiang Bin could think about it, the curtain had already been raised. Zhang Jin leaned halfway into his body and stretched out his hand to help him.

Jiang Bin didn't stretch out his hand, but just wrinkled the cotton coat on his body and said in a low voice, "Who is that man?"

"Who knows?" Zhang Jin spat and grabbed Jiang Bin's arm, "The son of a whore, ordered my elder brother to lie to Ping'er... the little prince is in his hands now..."

"What did Ping'er give him?" Jiang Bin borrowed Zhang Jin's strength to get out of the carriage, walking as slowly as possible.

"Yusi Nanpei." Zhang Jin also whispered, "Wu Jie stole it from there."

Jiang Bin frowned, suddenly feeling uneasy.Did this person immediately order Wang Zhe and Qiao Yu to rescue him, and also ordered Wu Ping'er and Zhang Jin to steal Yusi Nanpei?What on earth does he know?

At this time, he was staggeringly approaching, and Jiang Bin finally saw the man on the horse clearly. He was wearing silver armor, with a sword on his waist, and his appearance was hidden by the hideous bronze ghost face. , reminding Jiang Bin of General Mian Nie in the storytelling joke.

Just at this moment, he heard the sound of horseshoes, and saw Qiao Yu in the distance. There was another person around Qiao Yu, and it was Meng Yu who was shivering from the cold.

After all, Meng Yu was young, and when he saw Ping'er waiting, he couldn't help crying.Wu Ping'er felt distressed, and ran to meet him regardless, but immediately the man made a gesture to Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu pulled out the dagger and put it on Meng Yu's neck with a sullen face.

Wu Ping'er stopped abruptly, turned her head and glared viciously at the man on horseback.The man turned a blind eye and got off the horse, and grabbed Meng Yu, who was holding back his crying, from Qiao Yu, and asked Qiao Yu to hand over the fire book to Zhang Jin, asking the three of them to go ahead.

Jiang Bin guessed where he was going, secretly startled, not knowing how he knew.

From time to time, Jiang Bin glanced at the ghost-masked man and Qiao Yu who were following him from the corner of his eyes, thinking that now that they were evenly matched, he must find their openings so as to rescue Meng Yu.However, the strange thing is that the man held Meng Yu with one hand seemingly casually, but he was always able to cover the vital points with ease, so that Jiang Bin and Zhang Jin, who were concerned about Meng Yu, had no way to attack.

Jiang Bin, who was forced to lead the way, had to walk slowly on purpose. There were no guards outside the stele pavilion, or there was no one there for the time being because of shifts.Jiang Bin walked into the stele pavilion, deliberately not moving, just looking at the ghost-masked man behind him.The ghost-masked man actually went straight to the tablet of the holy name that had not yet been engraved, and ordered Meng Yu to touch the tablet of the holy name.Meng Yu's stature was not as high as the stele pedestal, and he reached out and happened to touch the third circle of patterns carved in the middle of the stele pedestal, which resembled undulating mountains.Being coerced, he walked around the stele seat for a week and finally stopped on the west side.It was a sunken hole, which was integrated with the pattern, and it was completely indistinguishable without looking closely.

The ghost-masked man took a fire folder and took a close look at it for a while, then took out the jade pendant and threw it into Jiang Bin's hand.Jiang Bin didn't expect him to make this move, and almost didn't follow through. Fortunately, he caught Si Nanpei's tassel in time.The dark green tufts, like the hair of the person next to the pillow, are entangled with the ten fingers and the heart, promising him that beside the bridge, the green falls into the yellow spring.

Could it be that what Wang Xun said about meeting each other is really the same point of death?Is the ghost-faced person the executioner who sent him off for the last time?

The jade pendant in his hand was no longer mixed with human skin, but it was still cold to the bone, like a dead body swollen by the river water.

The handle of the dagger inlaid with fire patterns gently rubbed against Meng Yu's ear, Jiang Bin came back to his senses, and hurriedly stepped forward to insert Yusi Nanpei into the hole of the stele, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.Jiang Bin held Yusi Nanpei and turned it left and right, but he couldn't turn it.Jiang Bin pulled out Yusi Nanpei and tried several times, but it was all in vain.

Going to see the ghost-faced man, he just stood like that, and he didn't seem to understand why.Suddenly, he extinguished the fire, grabbed Meng Yu and hid behind the monument.Zhang Jin's flame was also extinguished by Qiao Yu, and he shoved and hid in one place.Immediately afterwards, they heard the sound of galloping horseshoes, and the mighty formation might be more than a thousand people.The sound of horseshoes stopped in front of the stele pavilion, surrounded by a dense crowd.

Leaning against the cold stone tablet, Jiang Bin heard a drawn-out voice shouting from outside: "Bold rebel, why don't you punish him?!"

It's Zhang Yong.

Hearing the movement, it must be that the cannons built by Shenji were brought in. I am afraid that if they make a movement, they will be blasted to pieces together with the stele pavilion.

Jiang Bin didn't believe that the ghost-masked man beside him who could turn clouds and rain would leave no way out, but seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he was a little uncertain.

Distantly, a sneer.

Wearing the skin of Emperor Zhengde, the man rode on the horse and said, "You may not know that there are two pieces of this jade pendant, one piece was given to Mr. Li Ge by the previous emperor, and the other piece was passed on to the emperor's heir."

Jiang Bin was taken aback, he never knew that Yusi Nanpei was still a couple.If so, Wu Jie might have used Li Dongyang's piece of the piece given by Emperor Zhengde before, otherwise why would the human skin mask of Emperor Zhengde suddenly appear?That is to say, the two pieces of jade should be in Wu Jie's hands now, and he has already thought about what to do. Wu Ping'er stole it back, it should be Li Dongyang's piece, so he couldn't open the secret path set up by Emperor Zhengde.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why do you hide?" The torch reflected his face red, "Yang Shoufu, Mr. Yang, or—Jiang Ziqing?"