It was the third day of March in the seventh year of the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Fuzhou Port.
There is a large ship going up the Shuo River in the Min River and moored under the Luoxing Tower.
"I'm coming."
The officials, big and small, who had been waiting on the shore for a long time, adjusted their queues. When the generals came off the ship, the leading officials quickly stepped forward to salute.
"The Fujian Road pacifier and Fuzhou magistrate Wang Gangzhong brought a group of officials to greet Marshal Liu."
The wind blew, and the big flag erected on the bow of the ship fluttered, and it read "Admiral Fujian Road Military Affairs Chief".
In the late Southern Song Dynasty, local pacification envoys were often responsible for military affairs as well. Now that the new dynasty has a new atmosphere, military affairs must be separated from the pacification envoys.
Naturally, the newly appointed Admiral Liu came to take charge of the military power on the Fujian Road.
The sounds of heavy footsteps and the clashing of armors were heard, and a row of soldiers disembarked from the ship and stood in formation on the shore. There were more than three hundred people in total.
The spirit of bravery rushed towards his face, shocking the officials who had never seen a battle formation and their expressions changed with horror.
"This... I dare to ask, who is Marshal Liu?"
"The commander is not on board."
While they were talking, a handsome old man in his fifties got off the boat.
I saw that although he was wearing casual clothes, his demeanor was very extraordinary, and he must be a high-ranking official.
When he walked up to Wang Gangzhong, he smiled and said: "The commander is hungry and has already taken a boat into the city..."
~~
The Baima River originates from the West Lake in Fuzhou and flows around the city into the Minjiang River. It is the moat of Fuzhou City.
A small boat swayed near the West City Gate. The old boatman held a long pole and pushed the boat to the shore.
"The divination is gone!"
"What?"
Liu Jinsuo was looking up at the green mountains in the distance in a daze. Hearing this, he turned around and said blankly: "What did the old man say?"
The old boatman then pointed at the city gate and made signs, and said a few more words.
"Haha, I obviously learned Min dialect from Huang Yong, but I still can't understand a word. It's strange."
"Stop making trouble." Liu Niang led him out of the cabin, handed a few copper coins to the old boatman, and said, "Thank you very much, husband."
The old boatman accepted the copper coins and grinned. He turned around and saw the Liu family's daughter leading a little boy out, and quickly pointed to the mountains in the distance and said a few words.
Liu Niang agreed with a smile, then led her family off the boat and walked towards the city gate.
"What did he just say?"
"The slave family doesn't know either."
Liu Jinsuo said: "You don't even understand, but you still nod... there are so many people."
The city gate was still very lively.
During the Southern Song Dynasty, the overland Silk Road was unavailable, but maritime trade was prosperous. Fuzhou benefited from mountains and seas, and was rich in industry and commerce. It was precisely because "department stores followed the tide and ships entered the market, and tens of thousands of wine sellers hung their curtains" that it could be called a southeastern metropolis.
Liu Jinsuo has lived in Lin'an for many years and is not an inexperienced person, but he still likes to see new things.
"Look at that tree!"
Liu Yao was leading her younger brother into the city gate when she heard her father yelling again. She turned around and saw a big banyan tree standing by the road.
"Father, aren't you making too much of a fuss? My daughter told you before I came here that Zhang Boyu, the governor of Fuzhou in the Song Dynasty, planted banyan trees two hundred years ago to prevent drought and floods.
It is the most prosperous among the county towns, so it is called Rongcheng."
Liu Yao is eleven years old and has a beautiful face. Not only does her facial features resemble Liu Niang's, but her quick thinking is obviously inherited from Liu Niang. Only her big eyes are most like Liu Jinsuo's.
Liu Jinsuo doted on this daughter the most. He was smiling from ear to ear when he saw her quoting scriptures.
"That's right, that's right. I, Old Liu, am a rough guy. How can I be as smart as the talented Liu family girl?"
His youngest son Liu Pei, who was only five years old and chubby in appearance, came forward, sniffed and asked: "Wow, what kind of tree is this?"
Liu Jinsuo said: "Sister, I told you it was a banyan tree."
Liu Pei sniffed, with a puzzled look on his face, and said, "It's not like a dragon."
They looked around the big tree, and then a shopkeeper from a tea shop along the street came up to Liu Jinsuo and asked with a smile: "My guest has come from a long way, would you like to taste tea?"
"Tea?"
Liu Jinsuo was not interested in tea. He glanced at the stall not far away and said, "I plan to eat a bowl of noodles there."
"I would like to teach our guests that those are not noodles, but rice noodles."
"Ah, yes, actually I am also from the south. I just stayed in the north for a long time."
"If you, our guest, want to eat rice noodles, just order one when you get to our store."
"That's good!" Liu Jinsuo readily agreed, "Seller, I have to say that the mountains on your side don't look dangerous, but there are so many and they are really green."
"My guest seems to be here for business. It doesn't matter if you go to Fuzhou. If you take the mountain road, you must be careful of bandits, especially the eldest lady. The young ladies are all very beautiful. After all, they are away from home."
"Are there many bandits?"
"Bandits and piracy are always inevitable, especially in recent years due to the salt tax and public land, there are even more weeds."
Only then did Liu Jinsuo understand what the old boatman was talking about, and he said cheerfully: "No wonder, I'm here to suppress bandits, quell rebellions, eliminate pirates, and arrest corrupt officials."
“The guest officer is interesting.”
"By the way, are there any rebels? I heard that Zhao Yulu, the king of Zhao Song Dynasty, was active along the coast of Fuzhou. Did he think of establishing a country overseas?"
"Hey, my guest still understands these important national affairs. I would like to tell you that after the dynasty has changed, it is better for us ordinary people to be cautious in our words and actions... My guest is sitting here. What kind of tea would you like to drink?"
"Ask my wife for tea." Liu Jinsuo pointed to the stall outside and said, "I want six bowls of noodles, and four bowls of the white balls."
"Okay, Zhou Laoqi, serve six bowls of rice noodles and four bowls of fish balls to the guests in my shop!"
"..."
This was Liu Jinsuo's first day in Fuzhou, and he felt very strange about everything.
However, only a month later, he became restless.
"How can there be no progress at all? This Wang Gangzhong is really slippery."
"Officials, there is no need to be anxious. When a new official takes office and is not familiar with the place, it is normal for the local officials and soldiers not to trust the official." Liu Niang said with relief.
Liu Jinsuo looked helpless and sighed: "I think if this continues, within five or six years, I won't be able to accomplish what your Majesty has asked me to do."
Liu Niang was sewing and modifying her son's clothes. She smiled and said, "Then I will live in Fuzhou for a few more years."
"I don't care, but what about my daughter-in-law?" Liu Jinsuo said matter-of-factly, "My daughter-in-law will be the princess in the future."
"Officials, don't dare to talk nonsense anymore."
"Why is there no evidence? The prince and Yao'er have such a good relationship. They have been pinching mud together by the Han River since they were young. If I hadn't seen them playing well since childhood, I would have been reluctant to marry Yao'er. What... that idiom
How do you say that?"
Liu Niang didn't like what Liu Jinsuo said the most, so she rarely responded to him with a stern face.
Liu Jinsuo wrapped himself around and asked with a smile: "Tell me, how do you say that idiom?"
"I thought the official would be able to get rid of his worries when he arrived at Fujian Road." Liu Niang said, "The official doesn't despise the slave family, but with a biological mother like me, how could Yao'er become the crown princess? Even if your Majesty and the Queen don't despise it,
Others..."
Liu Jinsuo was stunned for a moment, and became unusually angry.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Whoever dares to say that Yao'er's family is poor, I will beat him to death!"
"Official."
Liu Niang put down her needle and thread, pulled Liu Jinsuo to the couch, and whispered: "The officials have made things easy, let me put it this way. Your Majesty has a strong body, and he is a prince in his early twenties... How can such a prince be such a concubine?"
Is it good?"
"Why?"
Liu Jinsuo was very puzzled.
Liu Niang had no choice but to go where Emperor Gao was far away before she dared to whisper: "Your Majesty has a long life, but do you have an eighty-year-old prince and princess?"
"So what? As long as the prince lives a hundred years, he can always be the emperor for twenty years. Such a simple truth, but you, a woman, don't understand it."
Liu Niang looked at her husband and was speechless for a moment.
Liu Jinsuo said again: "You are really worried about what will happen in the next few decades. Let me tell you, as long as you can live happily and be a prince for the rest of your life, what's wrong with being a princess? Isn't it better than my father's life of farming?"
"
"It would be great if things in the world were as smooth as the officials think."
"Everything I do goes smoothly!" Liu Jinsuo patted his chest and said proudly: "Your Majesty said before I left the capital that I am going on this mission to bring blessings to Fuzhou - blessings upon blessings."
Liu Niang couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.
"Hey, it's obviously the slave family that comforts the officials, why is it the other way around?"
"What were I bothering about just now? Oh, what did all the officials and soldiers in Fuzhou say to me..."
"What you do is what you do and what you do is contrary to what you do."
"Yes, it's just a matter of fact, and it's annoying." Liu Jinsuo said: "If we can't seize military power, we can't suppress the bandits, let alone the pirates. And there is no news about the show king Zhao Yulu."
"Didn't His Majesty send officials to help the officials?"
Liu Jinsuo frowned and said dissatisfied: "That fox's tail is almost exposed..."
~~
Fuzhou Guangfang.
In the alley, two sedan chairs stopped at the door of a small house.
First, a graceful middle-aged man came down.
The person who came down from the other sedan chair was Wang Gangzhong, the Fujian pacifier and knowledgeable about Fuzhou affairs.
Wang Gangzhong raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, walked to the door of the house, and pulled the knocker.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”
"Okay, now, who do you want me to see?" The middle-aged man looked around, looking very wary.
Wang Gangzhong said: "After taking over the world, His Majesty restructured the Supervisory Yuan, abolished the Admonition Yuan, merged the Tai Jian, and renamed it the 'Integrity Yushitai'.
Remonstrating ministers has become a place of picketing, a supervisor to suppress corruption..."
"Tell the important point."
"A month ago, a new supervisor came to Fujian Road, and he came with Liu Jinsuo."
"who?"
"Meow."
Before the door of the small house was opened, a cat meowed from inside.
Afterwards, there was a creak, the door was opened, and a boy stuck his head out.
"The king is so polite, please."
"please."
The two of them walked into the small courtyard and saw several civet cats scurrying into the house.
The newly appointed Fujian Road Inspector likes to keep cats.
Walking further inside, a person was reading in the hall.
"The number one scholar is very leisurely." Wang Gangzhong stepped forward and greeted him warmly.
Liu Mengyan stood up quickly and saluted: "Wang Fufu, this is..."
He looked at the middle-aged man with a graceful temperament. After a slight pause, he seemed to have remembered something. He quickly bowed his hands to the ground and said, "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, No. 1 Scholar, Mr. Zhao is here. He just wants to discuss some overseas business."
"That's good." Liu Mengyan regained his composure and said: "His Majesty supports maritime trade very much. Before I left Beijing, he told me that maritime trade is the top priority. Also, the Guangzhou Shipping Department has sent a sea-going ship
Go find some crops suitable for planting in Fujian."
Wang Gangzhong was not interested in any crops, but he still stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "It seems that we have found the right person?"
Liu Mengyan said: "If you find the right person, how about I express my ambition with poetry?"
"Well, it's rare to hear the poems of the Number One Scholar."
"This is not my poem, it is a poem circulated in Fujian."
Liu Mengyan smiled politely, looked at the middle-aged man, and began to chant.
"Send a close relative from Tianhuang to be reborn to be loyal and loyal to the ancients."
"Thousands of troops guarded the road to Fujian, and half a year old King Qin protected the people of Song Dynasty."
He had already recognized that the person standing in front of him was none other than Zhao Yulu, the Xiu Wang of the fallen Song Dynasty.
…
There were very few hereditary royal titles in the Southern Song Dynasty. One of them was the Sixiu royal family, which was granted to his biological father after Xiaozong of the Song Dynasty passed to Gaozong of the Song Dynasty.
At the time of the fall of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Yuluo, the show king of this generation, was serving as an envoy to Zhejiang, Fujian and Guangzhou, and was in Fuzhou.
At that time, Zhao was fleeing to Wenzhou and summoned the world's soldiers and horses. Zhao and Chen were ready to respond actively. Unfortunately, not long after the news came, the last small court in exile in the Song Dynasty was also destroyed.
Therefore, Wang Gangzhong, who was in charge of Fujian, discussed with Zhao Yulu and advocated surrender.
Zhao and Chen were unwilling, but they also knew that the people's hearts were not in the Song Dynasty, and the situation was over and could not be stopped. However, he himself refused to surrender. He wanted to go to the Champa Kingdom and persuaded Wang Gangzhong to secretly help him as a retreat.
This is what he mentioned to Liu Mengyan today.
"The Number One Scholar also knows that the Song Dynasty treated scholars leniently for more than 300 years. Compared with Li Xia's harshness, the Song Dynasty was blessed with profound blessings. There are not a few people in the world who are grateful for the kindness of the Song Dynasty, and too many people were forced to have no way out by Li Xia.
, these people all need a way out."
"That's right." Liu Mengyan nodded repeatedly, as if he had a deep understanding. He pointed to the poor house where he lived and said: "When I went to Fuzhou, I passed through Huzhou. I saw that many wealthy gentry and wealthy families had been investigated. So when I came to take office,
In the future, I will only dare to live in a second-entry hospital like this."
Wang Gangzhong couldn't help but feel his mouth dry and seemed a little uneasy.
Because Jiangnan was vigorously investigating corruption, his idea was that it would be best if he could stay, but if something happened, he would have no choice but to take his family property with Zhao and Lu to capture the city.
Zhao Yukun leaned forward and whispered: "At the end of last year, I sent people to capture the city. I'm just waiting for news..."
"Why go to the barbarian land that is just over the other day?" Liu Mengyan interrupted Zhao Yulu's words and said calmly: "I will point out a good place for the king."
"where?"
"Ryukyu."
"How can that desolate land..."
"Hey." Liu Mengyan waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please listen to me. I know this place better than Your Majesty."
~~
After a long conversation, the host and guest enjoyed themselves thoroughly.
The two guests left the small house where Liu Mengyan lived.
Wang Gangzhong looked back and said: "Look, he was originally the top scholar and the prime minister of a country, but after the surrender, he was only allowed to supervise the whole country. He lived in such poverty. How could he not feel resentment?"
"It's too risky for you to let me come here!" Zhao Yuchen said dissatisfied: "What if Liu Mengyan orders someone to take me?"
Wang Gangzhong said: "He didn't do this, which shows that he is worthy of trust."
"Are you testing him with me?"
"Don't be alarmed, don't be alarmed." Wang Gangzhong pointed to both sides of the alley and said, "I have already prepared."
"That's good."
"It's true that there has been a change of dynasty, but in a place like Fujian where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, after all, strong dragons cannot overwhelm local snakes." Wang Gangzhong said: "Besides, we don't want to go too far."
At this moment, a petty official arrived in a hurry.
"Zhi Envoy, it's bad...Marshal Liu is fighting with people in Zhangwu Army!"
The camp of Zhangwu Army was ringing with shouts and shouts.
"well!"
Wang Gangzhong arrived in a hurry and saw that a martial arts stage had been set up in the open space in the camp, and the soldiers were shouting around the stage.
"Get out of the way and let the comfort pass."
Wang Gangzhong squeezed past the soldiers and looked up, only to see two people walking around the edge of the platform, apparently confronting each other.
One of them was Li Xiong, the commander of Zhangwu Army.
The other man was shirtless, showing tattoos all over his body, and had a majestic figure...but it was Liu Jinsuo, the dignified admiral of the Fujian Road Military Affairs Corps.
"Li Xiong! You are so brave, don't hurt Marshal Liu!"
"Which hozen is shouting down there?!" Liu Jinsuo didn't even look back and shouted: "Stop making noises and get out of here!"
Wang Gangzhong was immediately disgraced and could not blame Liu Jinsuo for not hearing his voice.
When he took a closer look, he saw that Liu Jinsuo was holding a wax-headed wooden gun in his hand, and the tattoos on his body were some unrefined things.
"ah!"
With loud shouts, the two people on the martial arts stage had already collided with each other, waving their weapons and making fierce noises.
The fight was fierce here, but Wang Gangzhong turned around and walked towards the camp, recruiting several generals to ask questions.
"what happened?"
"Marshal Liu suspected that the commander had a bad attitude, and he couldn't find out what military law Commander Li had committed, so he got angry and wanted to compete with the commander."
Wang Gang couldn't help but sneer in his heart, secretly thinking that Liu Jinsuo only had this ability.
~~
"Liu Jinsuo? Hehe, he is the earliest to follow His Majesty, but the slowest to make progress. How can he achieve great things?"
The next day, when I asked Liu Mengyan about Liu Jinsuo, I got this answer.
Wang Gangzhong said: "I will say, running an army is such a child's play."
"In the early years, when Your Majesty first came to Qingfu, he competed with his generals one by one, and he won the general's heart. Liu Jin Suodong just followed his example."
"Ha, no wonder."
"Don't worry about that big fool." Liu Mengyan said: "How have you considered what I said?"
"What Zhao Yuanwai means is to wait for the messenger from the city to come back before making a plan..."
Liu Mengyan chuckled softly and said: "No wonder the Song Dynasty died."
"What does this mean, Number One Scholar?"
"The knife has been put on the neck, and we are still discussing here. Have you read the newspaper this morning? More than 30 governments in the south of the Yangtze River are urgently investigating corruption. Jiangdong official salt mixed with sand and gum has implicated 178 officials.
Exiled to Gansu. I can't wait for you too long. If you think the Hexi Corridor is better than Ryukyu, take back what you sent."
Wang Gangzhong was quite surprised and asked hurriedly: "What do you mean by the No. 1 Scholar...?"
"It's simple, if you believe me, go to Ryukyu. All the belongings will be sent there first, the city will be built, and the fields will be cultivated. We can stay in Fuzhou. If something goes wrong, we can leave at any time."
"How can we send so many people away at once?"
"Now you know you are anxious?!" Liu Mengyan said in surprise: "Don't you still want to wait for the news about occupying the city? Now you are anxious?"
"I didn't expect the situation to change so quickly..."
"lucky?"
Liu Mengyan asked back, his eyes full of disbelief, and said: "The Song Dynasty is already dead, and you still hope for luck?! Wang Tuoping, you have your head tied to your waist, do you understand?"
Wang Gang was stunned, nodded and said, "What the Number One Scholar has suggested is that I will discuss it with Yuan Zhao right now."
~~
Spring passed and autumn came, and before we knew it, Liu Jinsuo had been in office in Fuzhou for more than half a year.
After eating too much seafood, he missed Chang'an's steamed buns.
"Damn it, Chang'an is obscured by floating clouds. When will my report on impeachment of Liu Mengyan be approved?"
I don’t know where he learned such a poem, but he often kept mumbling about it.
Many people have heard Liu Jinsuo talking about it like this. Wang Gangzhong also analyzed it and felt that it was not an act.
In half a year, he, Zhao and Chen had shipped a lot of goods to Ryukyu.
The gangsters who have been in office for more than ten years have been greedy for some of the salt tax, a little more for the public land law, and a little more for recruiting soldiers every year. In addition, they have accumulated the usual accumulation, as well as the supplies and ships needed on the island.
It took five or six trips back and forth before the delivery was finally completed.
On the ninth day of November, Zhao and Chen also decided to leave Fuzhou.
His escort team consisted of more than eighty people, all of whom were elite soldiers.
Exit the city from the east city gate and go to the dock. Under the Luoxing Tower, you can see a big ship ready to sail.
"Has everything been moved on board?"
"Yes, the house in Ryukyu has also been built. The king should be able to get used to it after he comes there."
"It's not easy to run a business for half a year." Zhao Yulu sighed with emotion, "I don't know when I will be able to return to my hometown again."
The general behind him responded: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be sad. Although Chu has three households, if Qin is destroyed, Chu will definitely die."
"well said!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout.
At this time, they were already beside the big ship, and there was no one else around. When they looked up, they saw many people emerging from the big ship, with bows and arrows on the side of the ship.
Zhao Yuchen looked up and his expression changed with shock. He didn't know why there were Tang troops on his ship.
He quickly turned around and ran away, and at the same time shouted: "Quick, let Wang Gangzhong send troops to rescue me!"
However, they found that groups of officers and soldiers rushed out from behind the Luoxing Tower, forming a siege around them.
"That bitch, is he the show king of the fallen Song Dynasty?" Liu Jinsuo stuck his head out from the side of the ship and shouted: "You still won't surrender today?!"
"Seize the ship!"
Some of Zhao and Chen's subordinates roared and drew their swords to rush towards the ship.
"Whoosh!"
A sharp arrow shot out from the side of the ship without mercy, hitting the man in the throat.
Zhao Yukun was furious, raised his hand and cursed: "Liu Jinsuo, don't be so arrogant, don't forget whose territory this is!"
"The whole world is the territory of the Tang Dynasty!"
Zhao and Chen still wanted to retaliate, but the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who were surrounding them were getting closer and closer.
"Let's go!"
"Protect the king, jump into the river and run away!"
The arrows from the ship were already raining down, and more and more people around Zhao Yulu fell down. He rushed to the riverside with all his strength and jumped up suddenly.
"puff!"
A spear penetrated his thigh and pinned him to the ground.
This time, Liu Jinsuo was not using a wax gun.
Zhao Yulu felt severe pain in his legs and was bleeding profusely. He still wanted to pull out his spear.
However, the killing cries around him gradually subsided, and his men surrendered and died in battle.
"Get Zhao Yulu!"
Tang Jun shouted and rushed forward, their footsteps getting louder and louder.
Zhao Yuchen's face was covered with sweat and his hands were covered with blood. While struggling, he murmured: "Send to pick up Tian Huang's close relatives..."
"That bitch."
"I will not surrender! I am a close relative of Sheji, and it is my duty to die in battle. Give me a good time if you can!"
Liu Jinsuo had walked up to Zhao Yulu, looked at him for a while, and then said: "Hey, you are the only one in the Zhao family who is tough."
"ha……"
Zhao and Chen were extremely embarrassed, but they still laughed helplessly, and when they spoke again, their voices were filled with tears.
"There must be... there must be at least one person in my Great Song Dynasty clan who can be tougher... at least one..."
"The Great Song Dynasty clan, the Great Song Dynasty clan, what's the use of talking nonsense after they've already passed by? Take them away!"
After chatting for a while, Liu Jinsuo lost his patience and said to himself: "I can only withdraw my military power now, and I have to suppress bandits and pacify pirates. I am so busy..."
~~
In Fuzhou City, Wang Gangzhong was leaning on the Imperial Master's chair and taking a nap, wondering how long he could remain an official.
Seeing that the anti-corruption trend is getting more and more intense, I will probably have to leave by next year at the latest, so I have to quickly recruit some beauties to go there...
Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps interrupted his meditation.
"Ambassador, it's bad, Marshal Liu stopped Yuan Zhao at the dock!"
"What?!" Wang Gangzhong was shocked and stood up quickly, "How did he know?"
"That is to say, that stupid... Marshal Liu can't possibly know!"
"Quickly, go to Zhangwu Army..."
Wang Gangzhong hurried to the door and took a closer look, only to see Li Xiong, the commander of the Zhangwu Army, already leading his troops and standing there.
"You still know how to come? Why don't you go to the dock quickly?!"
"The king appeases the envoy, the general will be rude."
"What did you say?"
Wang Gangzhong looked around and felt something was wrong.
The Zhangwu soldiers in front of them formed a siege on the Yamen. They didn't seem to be here to obey orders, but rather to fetch people.
"Li Xiong, I treat you well." Wang Gangzhong took a step back and said, "I treat you... pretty well."
"Maybe it's true, but Commander Li wants to imitate the generals in Qingfu County and be loyal to the cause."
Someone was talking and came out from behind the soldiers.
"The number one scholar..."
Wang Gangzhong still wanted to call out, but he understood everything in an instant and was dumbfounded.
"Liu Mengyan? It's you...how could you..."
He already understood that everything was deceived by Liu Mengyan.
All manpower and material resources were transferred to the Ryukyu desert island, but the ship was seized by the imperial court in Fuzhou. Those who arrived on the island first had no choice but to surrender...
It's over.
When Wang Gangzhong thought of this, his heart was filled with despair.
Liu Mengyan didn't want to talk to him anymore, he directly raised a token and shouted: "Take it!"
The token is made of copper, gold-plated, and has clear writing on it.
Looking from the direction of Wang Gangzhong, you can see that the token says "Datangxing Yushitai".
This is the yamen he has been extremely afraid of for half a year.
Unexpectedly, despite all calculations, this yamen still got it.
Liu Mengyan was also looking at his token, his eyes were very solemn.
The side he saw was engraved with the characters "Pick up lawlessness and suppress corruption".
I still remember that when he took the tokens, the emperor said that they were knives, knives used to cut off the rotten flesh of the Song Dynasty for three hundred years. Today, he did it.
He once promised the Emperor that he would be a loyal and capable minister who would benefit all people and leave a lasting legacy... This matter would take a lifetime, and it would only be finalized when he died.
~~
More than half a month has passed, and the Rongcheng New Year Festival is approaching.
Liu Mengyan was writing a book in the room when he suddenly heard loud cheers outside.
He put down his pen and went out. He walked through the streets with banyan trees and climbed to the Drum Tower.
Looking into the distance, I saw half-rolled flags. They were the officers and soldiers brought by Liu Jinsuo to suppress the bandits, returning from outside the city.
After hearing the news, more people in the city came to welcome him.
Liu Mengyan couldn't help but sneered when he thought that Liu Jinsuo had not come up with a single idea during his nearly one-year term, but in the end he was still able to do things smoothly.