On the long street, the soldiers holding swords turned their heads and looked at the passers-by, with a look of exhaustion and helplessness in their eyes.
Suddenly, he saw a person...
"Stop! What about you, stop!"
A young man turned around and said, "Are you calling me?"
"Get him!"
The soldier stepped forward quickly and took a closer look. He saw that the young man was about sixteen years old, with a jade tree in the wind and an extraordinary temperament.
This kind of appearance and posture is definitely not something that an ordinary small family can achieve, but he is wearing linen clothes and walking on straw sandals.
"Li Xia! I caught you!"
But the young man smiled slightly and said: "My surname is Shi, my given name is Zhang, and my given name is Jingxian. I am from Zhending Mansion. Do you want to listen to my poems?"
"You still dare to pretend! Someone, take him back and find Yin Jun to identify him. Then tell Wulang that I caught Li Xia..."
"Erlang."
Suddenly there was a shout.
"What are you doing?! Why don't you let go of my Erlang!"
A young general from the historian strode over, drove away the Zhang family soldiers, and said with cupped hands, "Erlang is frightened."
Behind him were several other servants, all of whom had flat mouths and looked aggrieved.
The soldiers who had just held Shi Zhang down were also panicked and hurriedly apologized.
"The villain is short-sighted. Please punish Erlang."
"Please Erlang punish the sin..."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Shi Zhang was still smiling and said: "General Yang, you don't have to blame others. I did it on purpose. It's quite interesting."
"yes."
"Interesting, interesting." Shi Zhang walked a few more steps on his straw shoes, and then said to the Zhang family soldier: "You don't need to tell others what happened today. Maybe I can play a few more times."
"yes."
"Also, if you catch people, catch them. Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. My father and Zhao Jinglue managed this place with great difficulty to make it prosperous and peaceful. Don't ruin this hard work."
"Yes, I understand."
"If it's convenient, let me see Li Xia when you catch him."
"This... the villain can't make the decision in this matter."
Shi Zhang smiled and said, "Then I'll ask Brother Zhong Shu myself."
Suddenly, a boy came running from a distance and said: "Erlang, it's not good! Several corpses were found in the alley..."
"Wu Lang, it's bad! Li Xia captured the young master of the Yao family and Yan Fu..."
Zhang Hongdao frowned and said, "Take me to have a look."
Just when he went out and got on his horse, another subordinate quickly caught up with him and whispered: "Wu Lang, Shi Jia Er Lang is here."
Zhang Hongdao sighed deeply.
He was fourteen years older than Shi Zhang, but he did not see the other person on horseback. He got off the horse, threw away the whip, and went up to him personally.
"Jing came first."
Shi Zhang cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhong Shu came to Kaifeng and didn't come to see me?"
"I'm really busy with official business."
"I know that Brother Zhongshu wants to capture Li Xia. That man has some intentions. I originally admired him. But now that he has captured Duanfu and Zijing, I suddenly understand a truth. Song people are Song people, and we are
The enemy of life and death."
"yes."
The two of them talked and walked towards the alley where Yao Sui was attacked.
Shi Zhang suddenly asked: "Brother Zhongshu, why don't you borrow some men from my father? Kill that Song man and do it carefully."
Zhang Hongdao thought to himself, because I don't want Li Xia to fall into your hands and reveal my secret.
"Don't dare trouble Shi Jinglue."
"You're welcome. Do you understand? I'm still saying today that if Wulang catches Li Xia, let me meet him and see what kind of talent he is who can fill out such words... Ha."
As Shi Zhang spoke, he pointed to the mouse hole in the alley by the side of the road. He changed his tone and said: "A cat likes to play with mice after it catches them. That's because it holds the mouse's life or death. But if the mouse dares
If you bite a cat back, there's no fun in that, just snap its neck."
Zhang Hongdao was a little impatient.
He was already thirty years old and had no patience to listen to the self-righteous words of a sixteen-year-old boy.
Is it now a matter of whether or not we can play with mice? It is a matter of whether we can catch them.
"Jing Xian is right, Li Xia is very dangerous, I have warned Duan Fu many times..."
"Brother Zhongshu, Duanfu lost his father when he was young. It was Xuezhai Gong Yao who raised him single-handedly. There must be no mistakes. Please be sure to rescue Duanfu and Zijing. If you need help, just talk to me. I will
I will tell my father."
After Shi Zhang finished speaking, he bowed his hand to Zhang Hongdao.
This is what he should do as a friend of Yao Sui and Yan Fu.
"Don't worry, I will definitely rescue them."
…
Seeing Shi Zhang turn around and leave, Zhang Hongdao stood silently for a while.
A soldier came forward to plead guilty and said: "Wu Lang, Shi Erlang is a noble son of a high family, but he is wearing linen clothes and straw shoes. This villain has arrested the wrong person."
Zhang Hongdao said lightly: "His linen clothes and straw shoes are more comfortable than your clothes and shoes..."
"My uncle... colluded with Zhao Song?"
Yao Sui seemed to have lost his mind and murmured, with doubt in his eyes.
Li Xia observed his expression and asked: "If Yao Shu is talking secretly with someone in Zhishi Garden, who do you think it is?"
Yao Sui seemed to be thinking when he heard the words, but did not answer.
Li Xia stared at his eyes for a while and then said, "You don't want to answer?"
"Is this... near the Kaibao Temple Pagoda?" Yan Fu suddenly asked.
"How did you know?"
"I heard the sound of chanting and the sound of wind." Yan Fu whispered: "In the war back then, many of the towers of Kaibao Temple were damaged, and there was a whining sound when the wind blew. It was never repaired..."
"The Kaifeng Iron Tower is broken, but it cannot be brought down."
Yan Fu said: "Yes, this pagoda is made of brown glazed bricks, mixed with iron, so calling it 'iron pagoda' is actually an image. Li Xia, you just picked up a word and completely described the scenery."
"I didn't name it. We call it the Iron Tower over there."
"Song Dynasty? Does it still remember Kaifeng? After Jingkang and Duanping, does Song Dynasty still remember Kaifeng?"
Yan Fu asked again, raised his head, and murmured: "Jingkang is beginning to flow across the river, and the blood of Zhao and Wei can be plowed. Little Hu Ning has a far-sighted strategy, and relies on plagiarism for the country..."
Yao Sui was still in a daze, but he opened his mouth, unconsciously followed Yan Fu, and began to read softly.
"Who can raise thousands of horses, shouting to support the horses and hyenas, and surprise soldiers coming out from all directions, as fast as frost sweeping the leaves..."
This poem "Dengcheng" by Lu You should not have spread to the north.
But both scholars knew it and could recite it completely.
"The remaining people have always been loyal and loyal. Weeping blood and being threatened by corruption, they shot my poem with arrows and went to praise the heroes of Wuling."
After reading the poem for a long time, Yan Fu murmured: "When I was young, I read Lu Fangweng's poem and often thought about a question. If one day, someone tied this poem to an arrow and shot it in front of my eyes, would I be willing to be a Wuling?
Xia?
It's a pity that there has been no one. In the end, even Lu Fangweng himself could only say, "Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and family sacrifices did not forget to inform Naiweng." What can we, the survivors, do? What can we do? But, as long as we sing a poem with an arrow,
…”
After Yan Fu said this, he raised his head and his eyes became serious.
"As long as I have an arrow and a poem, I, Yan Fu, Yan Zijing, am willing to return to the Song Dynasty."
Yao Sui was startled and murmured: "Zijing, you..."
Li Xia narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the dark room. He saw that the twenty-year-old young man was tied up, with some blood on his shoulders, but his expression was very serious.
"Li Xia, I am willing to help you, would you like to take me with you?"
Yao Sui seemed to be stunned.
Li Xia shook his head and said, "You are very smart."
"Yes, I am very smart and can help you."
"If I were you, I would use this method to get out of trouble."
Yan Fu was stunned for a moment and said, "I sincerely do so."
"Don't lie to me." Li Xia said: "Two days ago, Yao Sui read your poem, 'A group of talents can use Chu, and a scholar can only say goodbye to Yan'. Although I didn't understand it, fortunately you explained it to me... You said This is an allusion, "Although Chu has talents, Jin can use them". Although you are Han people, the Zhao and Song Dynasties were strife and the political situation was corrupt. It is far better to serve Mongolia. These words are said by you. The poem expresses the ambition and the words are still in my ears. .How can I trust you?”
Yan Fu said: "That's what I said to others. If you ask me about my ambition, it turns out that the last sentence is 'One scholar alone bids farewell to Yan'. Although Yan must perish, I am willing to follow Jing Ke's example, one soldier bids farewell to Yan, and the spirit reaches Changhong. I have the blood and courage to serve the country, but I can only Waiting for Prince Yan’s pill.”
"Last time you said that this scholar was Fan Yuqi. You said that Prince Dan of Yan was cunning and wanted to kill General Fan in vain."
"I am in a lost place, what can I do? I write poems to clarify my aspirations, just use metaphors."
"A scholar can speak both black and white with his mouth, but I don't believe you."
The two of them were talking very fast.
Yan Fu's expression gradually became excited.
"My name is 'Fu', which is 'Fu' from 'Recover the Central Plains', and my character is 'Zijing', which is 'Jing' from 'Jingkang's Change'. My father gave me my name and character to warn me not to forget my old dynasty. Yonghuai Heluojian, the glorious ancestral legacy. If you don’t believe it, you can cut open my chest and look at my liver and gallbladder to see if there is a piece of red blood inside..."