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Painter Fu Boxing's Lin'an city well style.
During the Southern Song Dynasty, the mad emperor ruled the world, the government and the opposition fell apart, the political affairs withered, and under the song and dance of the West Lake, there was a shocking upheaval - Shao Xi Nei Zen.
"One morning in June of Shao Xi's fifth year, small boats came in from various water gates in the Lin'an City Wall, sending the freshest vegetables, melons, fruits, snails, shrimps and crabs on the outskirts of the city to various restaurants and tea shops along the Royal Street. The little peasant girl sitting at the bow of the boat gently hummed the hangzhou tune: Fish Dan'er outside the Wulin Gate, Silk Basket Outside the Genshan Gate, Running Horse Outside the Fengshan Gate, Salt Dan'er Outside the Qingtai Gate, Cai Dan'er outside the Wangjiang Gate, Wine Jar outside the Waiting Tide Gate, Dung Daner outside the Qingchun Gate, Chai Dan'er Outside the Qingbo Gate, Rowing Outside the Yongjin Gate, Fragrant Basket Outside the Qiantang Gate. The boat passed through the morning fog, and a beautiful and luxurious Lin'an City slowly appeared in front of the girl like an unfolding picture. ”
When the best-selling author Chen gradually opened the book "Lin'an Change", "I felt the same as this girl, a real and vivid Southern Song Dynasty Lin'an was right in front of my eyes." ”
The young and famous ranger Yu Buyang, relying on his brother's painstaking efforts for many years, finally had the opportunity to go to Lin'an as an errand boy, but on the way to the mission, the niece who also went to the capital city was abducted by the strange, and the protagonist Yu Buyang was dragged into the whirlpool of inner Zen. Yu Buyang was originally only a small person, but he had a high-powered uncle. He desperately tries to solve the mystery of his relatives being robbed, but he is trapped in the chess game of being manipulated step by step... Under the drastic changes in Inner Zen, can he retreat completely?
The author of "Lin'an Change" is named Yu Wei, who takes the eve of the famous coup d'état of the Southern Song Dynasty "Shaoxi Neichan" as the time background, and takes the "Four Maps of the Capital" in the "Xianchun Lin'an Zhi" - "Imperial City Map", "Beijing City Map", "West Lake Map" and "Zhejiang Map" as the spatial framework, so that Zhao Ruyu, Yu Duanli, Han Nongxin, Jiang Kui, Zhu Xi and other well-known historical figures have appeared one after another, reproducing a dangerous and hopeful Southern Song Dynasty Lin'an.
Lin'an, West Lake, Nanbei Nei, Fengle Lou and other well-known historical landmarks; the master of science Zhu Xi, the world's first all-rounder Jiang Kui, Zhongliang famous minister Zhao Ruyu, Han Nongxin, Quanzhou giant rich Pu Kaizong and other historical figures. This book uses a coup d'état to concentrate these historical and cultural elements, and the historical and cultural atmosphere is strong.
As best-selling author Chen Wei said, this year is the first year for Zhejiang Province to implement the "Song Yun Culture Inheritance Project", which is a comprehensive, systematic, and in-depth government work to excavate and promote the culture of the Southern Song Dynasty. The inheritance of Song Yun culture requires not only experts and scholars to carry out professional work such as academic research, but also need literary and artistic works that are popular with the people such as "Lin'an Change". Only in this way can Song Yun culture truly "flow" and "inherit" and become the golden business card of Zhejiang's history and culture.
The author of this book, Yu Wei, is a native of Kaihua County, Quzhou City, Zhejiang Province. He is a member of Quzhou Writers Association. In 2013, he began to publish literary works, including more than 20 essays such as "The River of night" and "Tea", 5 novellas such as "Loyal Horse" and "True Disguise", and 2 novels such as "Lost" and "Lin'an Change". The novel "Lost" signed a contract for "Douban Reading", and the novel "Lin'an Change" was selected as the eighth batch of literary and artistic quality support projects in Quzhou City.
Lin'an City painted by the painter Fu Boxing.
[Lin'an City at that time, now it's safe]
Best-selling author Chen Wan, yu Wei's Lin'an, "not only has the West Lake, the Phoenix Mountain in The South, the Chonghua Palace in the North, chaotianmen and Xixi, which are familiar to modern people, such as the West Lake, the Phoenix Mountain in the South, the Chonghua Palace in the North, and the Places where people are not well known, such as Fengle Lou, Zhejiang Pavilion, and Drunken Liquor Store, but also have rich stories."
Chen Gradually also said --
"There are nearly a hundred place names in the book "Lin'an Change", each of which has been carefully examined by the author, and it is impartial and real in that place. Stories based on real landmarks are more logical and more convincing to the reader. The author once looked at the 'four maps of the capital', so he also knew that a 'golden belt' formed by the imperial and aristocratic residential areas in the city outlined a looming pattern of 'a street of books'; and outside the city, he could clearly see the layout of the basic living security system of Lin'an City, 'East Vegetables and West Water, South Chai and North Rice', as well as a relatively complete garrison protection system to ensure the safety of the Southern Song Dynasty regime and the embankment protection system for urban safety. When the author created this novel, he protected and used such an urban pattern distribution and connotation temperament very well, and this feeling is rare in many historical novels now, especially in historical novels that are empty of history. ”
Let's take a look at the description of Lin'an City in the book, look at the ancient Lin'an, and then compare it with today's Hangzhou City -
Lin'an City has a radius of seventy miles, the urban area is long from north to south, narrow from east to west, with eighteen water and land city gates, the Grand Canal in the north, the Qiantang River in the south, the streets and rivers in the urban area are parallel, and the front and back markets are set up with fifteen boxes and eighty-eight squares. The southern part of the city is the concentration of official offices, the north of the city is multi-cultural and educational office, the east of the city is a multi-official camp workshop and craftsman shop, and the west of the city is the back house of many royal palaces. Lin'an Province is subordinate to the two counties in the north and south, qiantang county in the south and Renhe county in the north. Yujie street starts from the north gate of the imperial city and the Ning gate in the south, passes through the Chaotian Gate, and reaches the Dali Temple in the north of the city, and connects the two counties of the north and south into one. The area centered on Yujie is the economic center of the capital and even the entire Song Dynasty.
However, the Royal Street, which was still bustling last night, has finally stopped at this time. Compared to the streets, the early morning waterways are much more lively. From west to east, there are West River, Xiaoshi River, Dahe River, Maoshan River, and like the streets, the river also extends from all directions with branches, forming a network of waterways connecting the four directions. Cargo ships pass freely, and all the daily necessities of all the shops on the Royal Street are transferred by cargo ships from outside the city through Watergate.
The boatmen's children got up early to do their work, and sang a hangzhou tune at the bow of the boat - "Fish Dan'er outside the Wulin Gate, Silk Basket Outside the Gunshan Gate, Running Horse Outside the Fengshan Gate, Salt Daner Outside the Qingtai Gate, Vegetable Daner outside the Wangjiang Gate, Wine Jar outside the Waiting Tide Gate, Dung Daner Outside the Qingchun Gate, Chai Dan'er Outside the Qingbo Gate, Rowing Outside the Yongjin Gate, Fragrant Basket Outside the Qiantang Gate." ”
Today's Lin'an City, everything is as usual, and there has been no change in the slightest because of Yu Buyang's heart. He tightened his iron belt around his waist and forcibly pretended to be indifferent and walked out of the room.
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"Zhang Shilang of Lin'an Province?" Oh! You're talking about Zhang Ben of 'Shiro sighs, and the lady doesn't think about food', right? I know if you say this, I tell you, this Zhang Shilang is a storyteller in Beiwa, his real name is Zhang Ben, his stage name is Zhang Silang, he is talking about the words of the idiot girl, and the listener is mostly a young girl in Lin'an. In particular, Chen Shaoyi, the daughter of Yin of Lin'an Province, was particularly fascinated by him, and it was rumored that Chen Shaoyi openly declared that she would not marry Zhang Ben. What you met yesterday must have been that she invited Zhang Ben to her private house by the West Lake to talk about books. ay...... You talk about it, this storyteller does not know what way to make, let these rich ladies send gold and silver, and throw hugs. Don't yang little brother, this Lin'an City, no you can't see, only you can't think... ay? Officer, are you lighting a fire or a shop? Oh, the resident... No, I won't greet you, remember to come back early today..."
Yu Buyang nodded and walked outside with his steps, and the noisy sound of the Quzhou Pavilion gradually faded away. He looked up at the room that was still in the water, the window closed, but it hadn't been opened—she hadn't been back at all last night.
Yu Buyang and Yu Zaishui arrived in Lin'an early yesterday morning, the difference is that yesterday he and Yu Zaishui walked together in Lin'an City for a day, but today he was the only one left.
He braved the drizzle and wiped his face, and his thoughts returned to the comfortable time he had wiped his face with a clear spring in the Rotten Ke Temple on Dengyun Mountain yesterday morning.
Unlike today's drizzle, the morning sun floated out of the rolling tide of the Qiantang River yesterday morning, and the coolness of the midsummer morning was quickly swept away. It seems that after a night of washing by the tide, the sun this morning is particularly sharp and dazzling, and at this time, it is passing through the mist of the West Lake and spilling into the monks' dormitory of The Rotten Ke Monastery on Dengyun Mountain. The lattice door on the west side slowly opened, and a teenager leapt into the courtyard. He is dressed in simple clothes, wearing a plastered forehead, wearing a narrow cloth robe, an iron belt around his waist, and a pair of half-new and untouched wupi soap boots on his feet, light and healthy. After signaling to Xiao Shami, who was cleaning, he went straight to the east side of the platform.
Dengyuntai is the perfect observation deck in the temple, and standing here you can overlook the entire Xizi Lake and Lin'an City.
At this time, it is three o'clock in the hour, the surrounding green mountains are covered with bright gold, and the hills are surrounded by The Lake of Trinity, which is sparkling with golden light and is very beautiful. The golden and green buildings by the lake are interspersed, and the height of the building is like the qiantang gushing waves, just like a colored landscape in Ma Yuan's pen. There are no mountains to the east of this magnificent landscape map, but instead are scaled tiles and full of houses, that is, the most beautiful and luxurious heavenly city on the ground, Lin'an Province- at this time, it is like a swaddled child who has not yet woken up and nestled in the surroundings of Xizi Lake and Qiantang River.
When they first saw Lin'an City, anyone would be shocked by such a scenery, and the teenager could not help but be fascinated when he thought that everything he could see was the place he would fight for in the future.
Yu Zaishui did not have time to listen to her uncle's preaching, her eyes were already attracted by the beautiful scenery under the mountain, and with just a cup of tea, she re-emerged: "That is Lin'an City?" Daddy said it was worth the size of ten Quzhou Xin'an Counties, but really? Yu's eyes shone brightly in the water.
Seeing Yu Buyang nodding, Yu Zaishui said, "I don't know if you heard about it, the Shen family Qianjin, who lives in Fangmen Street, was caught by a big official when he came to visit last year, and he lived in a big mansion by the West Lake... When Qingming went out to qingqing, the thousands of gold of those big families were spreading this matter, sighing, looking at their envious looks one by one. Do you think I have such good luck as the Shen family? It also made them envy and envy me. Yu Zaishui's expression was not envious of the Shen family Qianjin, but more like he was complacent that he was about to enter the gate of Daxian. Last year, around this time, Yu Zaishui met a high-ranking official who had traveled from Lin'an to Quzhou, and heard his brother say that he was a jiedushi envoy sent by the imperial court to reorganize the van army. Is it really thrifty? How does it look? None of this Yu Buyang is known, but Yu Zaishui and this jiedushi have fixed a private affair with him. On this trip to Lin'an, Yu Zaishui had to come with him in fact, he was hiding from his parents that he wanted to meet with the Jiedushi envoy.
"No Yang, did you say that my Lang Jun also has several mansions by the West Lake?" Ever since he left Quzhou, I've been thinking about him all the time, you know? He was thinking about me too. We had to write letters every month, and he said, and he said he would marry me at the end of the year when he was done. What big deal do you say it can be? Can't you just send a draft post and give the family affair? However, the eldest husband has high ambitions, how can I urge my marriage? The song "Queqiao Immortal" says it well, 'If the two loves are long, will they be in the twilight of the dynasty', do you say that I am right? Last month, when I learned that you were coming to An, I decided to come with me and surprise him, he lived in the Li Mansion next to chaotianmen, oh yes, his name is Li Xiaoyou. When Yu Zaishui talked about this matter, there was no trace of distraction, and the joy was even more overflowing, so innocent that Yu Buyang frowned slightly, and a trace of worry floated in his heart.
In the past few days, when he was in a hurry, he always felt that the trip was too hasty and too coincidental, and there seemed to be an invisible hand pushing himself behind his back, without question, just burying his head on the road. Last month, my brother suddenly received a letter from Lin'an, saying that there was a sparring partner in martial arts who happened to be short of people, and my brother let himself come without even thinking about it. This is indeed a good errand, not only to observe the study of martial arts, but also to make noble friends, which can lay a good foundation for future entry. But how can such a good thing easily fall on your own head? Thinking of this, Yu Buyang sighed, Lin'an City is so big, and under the emperor's command, there are officials and merchants everywhere, the three religions and nine streams are as intricate as this path to the Cloud Mountain, and it is not an easy task to get a firm foothold.
Saying goodbye to the abbot, the two went down the mountain. There is a garrison of the Imperial Horse Battalion on the east side of Dengyun Mountain, which is a military stronghold and heavily guarded. The most worry-free way to enter the city is to go west, but the road is not close, and you need to walk around the West Lake. But this is not much, there are still two days before the day of the arrival of the Martial Arts Academy, just in time to enjoy the West Lake. Thinking of this, Yu Buyang relaxed.
When the two arrived at the West Lake, it was almost time for lunch. Fashionable tourists have fresh flowers on their heads, and the clothes on their bodies have long been changed into light summer clothes, and under the warm breeze, the skirts are fluttering, and the wind is elegant. In contrast, the uncle and nephew are dressed up in a more rustic way. I don't know if it's because I care too much about other people's eyes, Yu Buyang always feels that someone is staring at them along the way, pointing and pointing, like a thorn in the back, even uncomfortable.
In midsummer, the residents of the capital take advantage of the cool morning and evening conditions to enjoy the fun of traveling. They came out of the Yongjin Gate and gathered on the banks of the West Lake, and the Su Causeway and the Zhao Causeway became human.. The situation in the lake is not much better than on the road, and the boats on the surface are lined up one after another, and the boats are moving slowly. It is said that there are more than 450 scenic spots around the West Lake, but all the sights are crowded with tourists, and it is clear which attractions are. Yu Buyang and Yu Zaishui walked slowly and leisurely with the flow of people, and for the first time in their lives, they saw such a lively scene, looking east and west, feeling fresh everywhere. The West Lake is known as the "Golden Grotto", not false at all, only half a day of work in the water to buy a headdress Scarf, snacks to eat has already spent a small half.
The two of them took a boat from the Three Sages Hall of Su Causeway to the Broken Bridge, and halfway through the trip, there were merchants boating on the water to sell fish soup, and the pennant flag flying on the boat was written with the words "Song Sister-in-law Fish Soup". Yu Zaishui shouted to eat, Yu Buyang had heard the name of Song Sister-in-law's fish soup earlier, and he also wanted to taste it, so he asked for two bowls. Sure enough, the fragrance was moist, and I drank a stream of essence.
It was hard to get on the White Causeway, but it was difficult to stop the broken bridge. Yu Zaishui was anxious and forcibly stepped onto the bridge, but she did not expect that at this time, the people on the bridge suddenly began to retreat like the tide returning from the sea, and she was squeezed into a toe without standing, and she was about to fall into the West Lake.
[Chen Wei: "Lin'an Change" is a highly restored work]
Best-selling author Chen Wan's evaluation of "Lin'an Change" is quite high, the following is Chen Wan's discussion -
Through a large number of studies, the novel "Lin'an Change" restores a real Lin'an City of the Southern Song Dynasty, and concentrates on the local culture of Zhejiang and song yun culture such as the customs and customs of the Shaoxi period. The work takes the "Four Maps of the Capital City" in "Xianchun Lin'an Zhi" as the spatial framework, and takes Shaoxi Neichan as the background, and makes a reasonable interpretation, depicting a rich, wealthy, dangerous and hopeful Lin'an. The novel begins with the protagonist and niece first arriving in Lin'an, and the niece disappears from captivity. In the process of investigating the whereabouts of his niece, the protagonist gradually finds that the fate of himself and his niece seems to be secretly controlled by an invisible hand, and the disappearance of the niece is inextricably linked to the political situation, so he involuntarily becomes involved in the political vortex of Shaoxi Neichan. Driven by the fate of conspiracy and love, ordinary people who only want to find their nieces make an unusual choice in the face of the country's righteousness.
Of course, this is a very wonderful historical interpretation novel, but in order not to spoil, the author does not tell too much storyline here, just to tell how the author let me see a real Southern Song Dynasty Lin'an from the book, so that I can smell a strong "Song rhyme" flavor in front of the paper.
Hangzhou during the Southern Song Dynasty was the "most beautiful and magnificent heavenly city in the world" in the eyes of Marco Polo. The "Four Maps of The Capital City" in "Xianchun Lin'an Zhi" are the most original, true and basic mirror images of this heavenly city left on the historical coordinates. The author is based on the "four maps of the capital" and the 1582 place names of Hangzhou more than 700 years ago marked in it, constructing the real spatial structure of the novel, and as a reader, you can immediately feel the author's intention to examine and the sense of history brought by the novel.
What impressed the author the most was that the author cleverly set up the office of the Lin'an Black and White Division at the wanshou incense house at the root of the city wall in the northeast corner of the imperial palace. The Lin'an Black and White Division was an intelligence agency set up by Emperor Xiaozong of Song to assist Emperor Guangzong of Song in suppressing political corruption in the Qing Dynasty, and this characterization indicates that the Black and White Division obeyed the orders of Emperor Taishang, but had to hide near the imperial palace. The Wanshou Xiangshou is a place for the royal preservation of spices, which can be confirmed from the fire brigades and facilities such as the Nanxin Doll (Southern Song Dynasty Fire Grassroots Unit) arranged near it, the Chinese Military Village, and the New Pond, because the value of spices in the Southern Song Dynasty was comparable to gold, which was a very precious thing. Located in the northeast corner of the Imperial Palace, away from the Three Provinces and Six Ministries near the Chaotian Gate, the Incense House is a hidden and important location. Moreover, it is adjacent to the Liubu Bridge, the Houchao Gate and the Dongbian Gate and the two Water Gates, and the traffic can be described as extensive. Isn't such a convenient place, hidden and close to the palace a place where intelligence services should exist? Of course, the Black and White Division is fictional by the author, but if it really exists, will Song Xiaozong really place it in the Wanshou Xiang Institute?
In the process of reading "Lin'an Change", it is also full of surprises and Easter eggs. According to the "Past Events of Wulin", Yu Guobao, a student of the Tai Dynasty, wrote a poem on the wall of a liquor store by the West Lake, and Song Gaozong accidentally saw it and admired it, and also changed the sentence "Tomorrow with residual wine" to "Tomorrow will help the disabled drunk", and Yu Guobao also received preferential treatment from the same day to relieve the brown official. The liquor store was later renamed the Drunken Liquor Store. Here, the author arranges the plot of Jiang Fu's meeting with the protagonist Yu Buyang. According to the "Capital City Jisheng Restaurant", in addition to the local flavor, Lin'an at that time also had northern and southern food, and Sichuan food and Quzhou rice were popular. During the Southern Song Dynasty, the living standards of the people were very high, and the food was not tired of eating, the mutton wanted to eat Li Qi'er Fat Sheep Shop, and the best quality of fresh milk was the Wushan Fang Wangjia Milk Shop, just like today's people, like to buy famous brands and eat Internet red shops. The restaurants recorded in these history books have become the places where the characters of the novel often haunt and the story occurs, and Hangzhou delicacies such as Song Sister-in-law fish soup, Dingsheng cake, mountain boiled lamb, and crab-stuffed orange have also become one of the elements that promote the plot of the novel. In particular, Fengle Building, as the lakeside restaurant outside the Yongjin Gate in that year, is the world's first-class luxury place, and the entrance to the "Selling Golden Pot" of "Making Fengzuo Music", the author arranged many important scenes here. As a reader who knows something about the history of Lin'an in the Southern Song Dynasty, when reading the plot of both allusions and stories, it can be said that it is full of immersion and full of picture.
Finally, I would like to say that when I close the book "Lin'an Change", my first evaluation of it is the four words of "high restoration", which is not only reflected in the space construction, but also in the role setting of real historical figures, the description of social customs and reasonable deduction based on historical facts, etc. It is indeed a high-quality historical deduction novel.
Preemptive reading
Excerpts from part of "Lin'an Change"
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Since the imperial court moved to the south of the River, it has often rained at night. However, as the saying goes, "thunder and rain are small", tonight's rain is not like rain, like spider silk, it is slender, quietly reaching out of the clouds into Lin'an City, Xizi Lake and the four-dimensional landscape, and firmly controlling everything in its hands like a marionette.
A broken carriage sped past Nanshan Road, and with the flash of lightning, it could be seen that it was heading west. The driver Bao Laohan kept wiping his face to ensure that he could see the road ahead, but he didn't have a finger, and his face would be covered with a layer of water droplets. Rain mixed with sweat ran down his neck, and the front placket stickily attached to his thin chest.
"I said... There is a military school yard near the front road, if you don't know if you want to touch the nose, by me... I'm sure I can't eat it. Old Man Bao wiped his face, but did not erase the sadness on his face.
"Catch your car, what you should worry about is whether you can get to Fei Lai Peak before dawn." Old Man Bao did not fully hear the screams of the people in the car, because ten steps away there was really a sergeant standing, signaling him to stop. "Old Man Bao! Didn't you hear me? Why did the car stop? ”
Old Man Bao sweated profusely and did not dare to answer. The sergeant stepped forward and took control of the reins and asked, "Who's in the car?" ”
The sergeant asked a question, and when he saw that the car did not answer in time, he wanted to lift the curtain. Just at this moment, a face full of smiles popped out from behind the curtain, and a pair of rat eyes looked around to make sure that there was only one sergeant, and then said: "This military master, the little girl in the family has a serious wind chill, and has not seen any improvement for seven days, I heard that the Zen master of the Lingyin Temple has a medicine to cure the midsummer wind and cold, so I went to ask for it all night, and I also hoped that the military master would be accommodating." ”
"The pharmacy in Lin'an City does not say that there are hundreds of them, but there are also dozens, why do you want to go to the Lingyin Temple?" The sergeant took two steps closer, his shoulders shaking, his armor clanging. Old Man Bao shuddered in shock, and his face wiped faster.
The pair of rat eyes turned twice, took out ten silver ingots from his arms, and offered them with both hands: "My family lives outside the city, and now the city gate is closed, it is convenient for adults to do it, the little girl's condition cannot withstand delay." ”
The sergeant took the silver ingot and swept it up, and a smile appeared on his face. "Tonight the garrison outside the city is practicing, forgive you don't dare to make any moths, go..." The sergeant had not finished speaking, but he saw that there was faint blood in the cracks in the wooden planks on the back of the car, and it still looked fresh. The sergeant glanced at the panicked coachman, immediately became suspicious, and immediately drew his sword and shouted, "Don't go!" How dare you be a demon in front of your military master! At this time, the horse had not yet run, and Bao Laohan reflexively pulled on the reins.
"Old Man Bao, go fast, or I'll kill you!" The sound inside the carriage was soft, but it sounded like a command from hell. Old Man Bao shouted, "I said I was going to touch the nose and touch the nose, now it's good, get on the head!" After complaining, he simply abandoned the car and fled. The sergeant grabbed the reins, pointed his sword at the curtain and said, "Who the hell is inside?" ”
The head popped out again behind the curtain, still smiling: "The little girl has become tuberculosis with cold wind and has begun to cough up blood." Hey...... Well...... Hey. ”
"But how come I didn't hear the cough, the light saw the blood."
"Don't you believe it?"
"Less nonsense, I'm going to test people."
A pair of rat eyes stared at the sergeant, still smiling: "Really? Well, I'll take the little girl out and see you. After a while, Rat Eye came out of the car holding a man in women's clothes, but his face was covered with a red cover.
"Lift the hijab!"
"The little girl can't see the wind."
The sergeant impatiently picked it with his sword, and the hijab flew out, revealing a face that could not distinguish between male and female, but a terrifying bloody face—the skin and facial features were all cut off, leaving only a pair of white teeth, a pair of bulging eyeballs, and a long hair that was stained with blood. Frightened, the sergeant threw away his sword and hurriedly untied his horn from his waist to signal.
"Whoosh..."
The curtain of the carriage flickered slightly, and a crossbow arrow flew out of the broken curtain. The crossbow arrow entered from the sergeant's right eye and came out of the back of his head, and the arrow was hung with a trace of brain marrow. The sergeant screamed for his life in an instant.
Rat Eye jumped out of the car to check it out, walked to the carriage and smiled and said, "Big Brother Crossbow is so good!" ”
The person in the car did not follow the rat's words, but asked, "Did that guy already give you all the money?" ”
"All given, two hundred and two sub-tickets, carrying it in my arms." With that, Rat Eye took the twelve silver ingots from the sergeant, swept them in his hands, and spit at the sergeant. "This is the soldier of the Great Song Dynasty, and a face can frighten the guts."
The assassin in the car reached out and looked at it, only to see that the assassin's cheekbones were raised, his left eyebrow was replaced by a deep knife scar, and the whole face looked unbalanced from side to side, twisted and crooked, and the shadow looked like a demon who was dedicated to human life. "Tonight's garrison drill, if you continue to rush to the road, you are only afraid of more evil and less luck." In my opinion, I threw the body into the West Lake nearby, and then explained the reason to the boy... Oh, rip off her clothes. ”
Rat Eye was first stunned, and then immediately flattered: "The eldest brother really takes care of the younger brother, I know that as long as the younger brother kills a woman, whether it is fat, thin, tall, old or young, I must taste the taste..."
"Yuck! You disgusting hole-drilling rat, you are not afraid of rotting the root of life! I was afraid that someone would recognize her from her clothes, so I asked you to rip off her clothes. Find out her identity one day earlier, and we will be a little more dangerous! ”
"Yes yes yes, big brother thinks really thoughtfully." The rat said while drying his eyes, "This face is also shaved, the clothes are also ripped off, tomorrow someone will find the corpse and will not recognize it... Hey, the chest is still soft. ”
"Hurry up and work, the soldiers are still lying on the side of the road, this place is not suitable for long."
A bolt of lightning illuminated Xizi Lake like daylight, and the rat's eyes shook, looking up at the sky, and threw the naked female corpse into the West Lake.
"Boom..."
The thunder rolled forward from the West Lake, skimmed over the North Inner Chonghua Palace, crossed the Royal Street, and shook the tiles, until the foot of the Phoenix Mountain, where Nannei was located, the thunder still roared as before, shaking the waterway outside the Great Inner Red Wall into a circle of ripples. After the thunder, a team dressed in black rhinoceros leather official boots appeared in front of the Hening Gate, their footsteps chaotic and their steps squealing with water. The civil and military officials in purple and red robes could not care about their umbrellas, and sneaked all the way down the direction of the torches on both sides of the road, and the spider silk rain fell on their black gauze hats, and the long hat wings sucked up the rain, still stubbornly trembling, and the water droplets that fell when they trembled fell on the faces, bodies, or necklines of the officials next to them.
The leaders were Liu Zheng, Zhao Ruyu and Yu Duanli. Liu Zheng and Zhao Ruyu, one was a chancellor and the other was a privy councillor, both of whom were important ministers of the imperial court, and held the power of the imperial court's literature and martial arts. Yu Duanli's official rank was half a rank lower than that of Liu Zheng and Zhao Ruyu, but because he was the Shangshu of the first official of the Six Ministries, and also served as a deputy privy councillor, his special political and military status made him rank side by side with Liu Zheng and Zhao. At this time, all three of them lifted the front swing of their official robes in their hands, and their steps were extremely fast. Yu Duanli was slightly older than the other two, just after his sixtieth birthday two days ago, the old man had old legs, his legs and feet were stiff, and he walked like a puppeteer. However, compared to the hard injury of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, his physical strength was even worse, and the sound of panting was like a broken bellows in the gold and silver workshop in the west of the city. But even though he was so old and weak, tonight's strength was not worse than that of Liu Zheng and Zhao Ruyu, and he had never been half a step behind along the way. A high-ranking official in the back clenched the pace of the three people, wiped the rain off their faces with their sleeves from time to time, and kicked the hem of the official robe with their legs, slightly embarrassed. The senior officials all locked their eyebrows and red eyes, and occasionally there was a sobbing sound in the ranks, and some of the older officials could not hold back a few cries and immediately covered their mouths with their sleeves.
The soldiers outside the Nan Nei and Ningmen Red Forks had never seen such a scene, obviously it was not the day of the upper court, but from the chancellor and the privy councillor to some courtiers of slightly lower rank who were all present, he knew at a glance that there were six columns and eighteen lines, a total of one hundred and eight people, and one person was not bad. What was even stranger was that he had obviously not received the emperor's notice that he was going to go to court today. At this hour, no matter who it was, as long as they did not receive the release notice from Ouchi in advance, even if the Emperor Taishang of Kitanchi came, he could not enter. The general hurriedly saluted and inquired, "Dear xianggong, the subordinate officials have not received the news that they are going to go to the early dynasty today, is it not that everyone has misremembered the date?" As soon as this general said it, he regretted it, and if everyone remembered the days of the shang dynasty wrongly, maybe the emperor's internal servant forgot to pass on the news of the shang dynasty.
Zhao Ruyu stared at the soldier guarding the door, stood up straight, and bent his waist deeper. "Lord Zhao, although the subordinate official is not clear, but he thinks that the matter must be very important, waiting for the subordinate officer to send someone to report and confirm..." Before the words could be heard, Zhao Ruyu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his spear and shot at him with a split head and face. Whether it was the soldiers guarding the gate or the hundred officials behind them, they were all shocked by Zhao Ruyu's actions, why was Zhao Shu secretly so grumpy today?
Zhao Ruyu only had one intention in doing so, and that was to break into the Hening Gate!
"Briefing? Confirm? Do you still know that the stakes are high? Know if you don't get out yet? Darn! Darn! Every time Zhao Ruyu scolded, he hit the soldier hard, and when the incident happened suddenly, the soldier was beaten several times unprepared, and then he fell to his knees with a dizzy "flutter" sound. None of the hundred officials behind him persuaded him, but instead fished in zhao ruyu's scolding. The other guards who were guarding the gate did not dare to come forward to stop them when they saw that the Privy Counsellor had made such a big fire, and they clearly noticed that the ministers looked strange, as if something big had happened, and they all gave way sideways.
Liu Zheng passed through the Hening Gate, stopped thinking about it, and then retreated beyond the boundaries of the gate, stopping Zhao Ruyu, who was fighting vigorously: "Privy Councillor, Privy Envoy, Oh Lord Zhao!" Almost there..."
Yu Duan Li saw that Liu Zheng was suddenly walking back, and he immediately stopped his steps. The footsteps were hurried, and Yu Duanli almost threw himself forward. Everyone stopped when they saw it. At this stop, Yu Duanli wanted to learn to retreat to the outside of Hening Gate, but he couldn't do it, his legs were harder than just now, like he couldn't lift up like lead, he could only twist his neck and shout softly: "Oh? Lord, advance and retreat together, advance and retreat together! "The clearest distinction between those who are officials is the boundary, and although the distance between the one step and the one step outside the Ningmen is not far, the meaning is completely different. At this time, the three people who nodded their heads, two people were outside the Hening Gate, one was inside the Hening Gate, the others looked at each other, neither entering nor retreating, simply standing in place, not daring to move.
Zhao Ruyu had already heard Liu Zheng's shout, but he didn't want to take care of it, and he hit the soldier twice hard, so he dropped his spear, looked at the team of hundreds of officials, looked at the soldiers again, and muttered: "Soft bones, all soft bones!" At this moment, the thunder was loud, and as Zhao Ruyu and Liu Zheng returned to their positions, this huge team moved towards Ouchi again.
The master of Nannei, the third heavenly son of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Huan, was awakened by the thunder, leaned out of the cool tent of the dragon bed and shouted, "What time is it?" The internal attendant outside the door immediately replied, "Back to the Emperor, the Great Song Shaoxi was on June 28, 2015." Zhao Huan rubbed his eyes and said softly: "Empress, I just dreamed of the Emperor Taishang, and he blamed me for not seeing his old man's house for so long..." Zhao Huan's voice just fell, and a woman's hand was stretched out from the cool tent and took him in. The movement of this hand seemed to be light, but there was a force that the emperor could not resist.
"This thunder is so loud that it doesn't look like the Emperor Taishang's scolding?"
"The emperor even sleeps dreaming of the emperor, which can be said to be filial piety touching the heavens, and the heavens are crying." Listen, the rain is not small, God is in tears..." The murmurs coming from the cool tent were gradually engulfed by the sound of thunderstorms.
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