Shi Zhang, still wearing linen clothes and straw shoes, walked a few steps, stared into Yan Fu's eyes, and asked: "Zijing, how do you want me to trust you?"
"Erlang." Yan Fu said, "Duanfu and I are in danger. If I don't pretend to surrender, how can I get out of trouble?"
"Oh, I don't believe you, but Li Xia believes you?"
"He doesn't really believe it either. Whether he believes it or not depends on what I do."
Shi Zhang said: "Based on what you do, I'm afraid you are sincerely loyal to the Song Dynasty."
"Erlang, I haven't done anything." Yan Fu said, "I just used words to coax Li Xia."
"What did Li Xia say?"
"He asked me to meet them outside Zhuxian Town this afternoon..."
When Yan Fu finished speaking, Shi Zhang was silent.
In fact, Yan Fu had said these words to the soldiers many times. Shi Zhang thought about it again and again, and recently he was still inclined to believe Yan Fu.
If Yan Fu hadn't been so astute, Shi Erlang wouldn't have had a close relationship with him.
"Sir, please don't do this." Yao Sui said, "I believe in Zijing. If Zijing hadn't pretended to surrender at that time, Li Xia would not have let us go."
"Well, if Zijing is really able to get out of trouble, it's his own ability." Shi Zhang patted the shoulders of his two friends and said: "I am cautious in doing things and asked a few more questions. Don't blame me for this."
Yan Fu said: "It's natural to ask more questions. I don't dare to blame Erlang."
"Okay." Yao Sui said, "Sir, Brother Zijing and I stayed up all night and are really tired, so we're going back first."
Shi Zhang said: "That's fine, but... just rest here. Firstly, I'm afraid you will be caught by Li Xia again, and secondly, you won't have to worry about the Zhang family coming to question you again, how about that?"
“So best.”
"Thank you, Erlang." Yan Fu responded with cupped hands.
"Zijing, brother Zijing, are you angry?" Shi Zhang put on a smile again and said, "I just asked a few more questions, and you actually became alienated from me?"
"No." Yan Fu forced a smile and said, "How could you get angry with Erlang?"
He still had injuries on his shoulders, but there was some intimacy on his tired face...
Soon, Yao Sui and Yan Fu arrived at the wing of the back office of Jinglue Mansion.
Yao Sui watched the door being closed, but sighed slightly, cupped his hands, and said softly: "Brother Xie Zijing covered up for my uncle."
Yan Fu shook his head and said: "Yao Gong may not have colluded with Zhao Song. Duanfu does not need to listen to Li Xia's words."
Yao Sui looked a little confused and murmured: "But Li Xia is obviously looking for his uncle when he comes to Kaifeng, and the servant is always returning..."
"You can't make judgments about worldly affairs by listening to their words and observing their deeds." Yan Fu said: "Just like Li Xia and I said we wanted to return to the Song Dynasty, in fact, we just wanted to get out of trouble. The same is true for Mr. Yao, even if he took in an old man
After all, he is from Song Dynasty, even if he sent information... he may not be colluding with Zhao Song."
"Yes, with my uncle's loyalty to King Monan, I can hardly imagine that he would do such a thing..."
The two scholars hadn't slept all night, but they couldn't sleep at this time. They were leaning on the couch, each with something on their mind.
Half a day later, the door of the house was suddenly pushed open.
He stood up and looked around, only to see Shi Zhang and a man standing behind him.
This man has small eyes and a big mouth, and his expression has a vague... arrogant expression that treats others as fools.
"Sir, this is..."
"Wang Xun and Wang Muqiao of Yidu want Zijing to help with something."
Wang Xun took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "Yes, Zijing, just go with your brother."
"Okay." Yan Fu did not resist, stood up, and followed Wang Xun out.
"Zijing..." Yao Sui chased after two steps, but was stopped by Shi Zhang.
He watched Yan Fu walking further and further from a distance, and deep worry suddenly surged in his heart.
…
Over there, Yan Fu came out of the Jinglue Mansion, turned around and saw rows of soldiers wearing armor and holding swords, which was a terrifying sight.
"Can Zijing know how to ride a horse?" Wang Xin asked with a smile.
"meeting."
"please."
The two got on their horses and walked all the way to the south gate of Kaifeng City.
Passing by the Chongyang Temple, Yan Fu looked at the ruins and rubble, feeling a little emotional in his heart.
"Have you ever gotten along with Li Xia?" Wang Xun suddenly asked, "What kind of person is he?"
Yan Fu thought for a while and responded: "He... is not a simple person."
"It's the same as not saying it." Wang Xin asked again: "Do you know where we are going?"
"Zhuxian Town?"
"yes."
Yan Fu asked this question, but he was stunned for a while when he got the answer, and said: "Li Xia escaped from Kaifeng?"
Wang Xun grinned, smiled, and said, "It's possible."
"Didn't...didn't you catch it?"
"Zhang Wulang can't catch him, how can I catch him? Damn it, I've only been in charge for half a day and I'm going crazy."
Wang Xin cursed softly, raised his head again, and said proudly: "I am a swan, not a cat or a dog. I will never work hard to catch mice."
Yan Fu: "..."
"It's okay to tell you." Wang Xing said: "We caught a man named Han Chenghuan, an official of the Jinglue Mansion, and interrogated him. He confessed that we gave his clan brother Han Chengxu a temporary residence in a separate courtyard."
"Then...then you haven't caught it yet?"
"No, after searching the other courtyard, the person had already escaped, but we found a human head."
"Human head."
"Lei Sanxi's head." Wang Xun said, "A centurion died last night, and the order was taken away. But early this morning, a group of soldiers left the city on Lei Sanxi's order, saying they would rush back to Bozhou.
Damn it, because Zhang Wulang suddenly fainted and didn't tell me about it, I didn't have time to arrange it."
"Li Xia has escaped?"
Wang Xingdao: "Now there is only one clue left."
Yan Fu said: "Me?"
"yes."
Yan Fu said, "So that Brother Mu Qiao will know that I was just deceiving Li Xia."
Wang Xin smiled and said: "I heard that your name is 'Fu', the restoration of the Central Plains?"
Yan Fudao said: "My grandfather's name is 'Yan', he was a minister of the Jin Dynasty. He died in the king's affairs. The Wanyan family gave my father the name 'Zhong'. I was born after the death of the Jin Dynasty. I was born as a Mongolian. My name is 'Fu'."
, is the 'restoration' of 'reviving the family business', my father hopes that I can become an official again."
When he said this, he sneered and said: "Zhao and Song Dynasties were lost for one hundred and thirty years. They lived in a corner and lived in an ignoble existence. How could it be possible to restore the Central Plains? How could I join the Song Dynasty?"
"Hahaha, I know, I know... Zhao Gou could not recover once, and one hundred and thirty years later, no Northerner with brains would vote for the Song Dynasty." Wang Xun laughed.
He laughed for a long time, then calmed down and said, "If Zijing can really trick Li Xia into joining you and catch him, I will recommend you to become an official, how about that?"
"Thank you, brother Muxiao."
The group left Kaifeng, galloped on horseback, and arrived outside Zhuxian Town in the evening.
Wang Xun arranged an ambush and asked Yan Fu to ride his horse to lure Li Xia...
It was a small forest outside Zhuxian Town.
Yan Fu stood alone on his horse and waited in the woods, thinking about what Li Xia said.
"If you sincerely return to the Song Dynasty, meet me at Zhuxian Town. If I don't come, you can find a way to leave and go to the Song Dynasty. Go to Luzhou to find a commander named Lu Fengtai. When I return, I will take care of you.
Show your merits together..."
Yan Fu did not tell anyone else this.
He also knew that the first half of Li Xia's sentence was a lie, and there was no way he would come to Zhuxian Town.
Looking back at this moment, Wang Xun's men and horses were far away.
As long as the horse gallops, maybe he can really escape.
Yan Fu pinched the horse's belly and galloped forward.
"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."
This poem by Lu You echoed in my mind again.
Over the years, as a Han Chinese, I had been treated like a humiliation and humiliation, and the humiliation came to my heart. Yan Fu's heart gradually became hot, and he raised his whip and waved it hard...
The horse's hooves galloped southward, and when he saw "Zhuxian Town" in the distance, several thoughts suddenly came to Yan Fu's mind.
What would happen if they reached the south of the Yangtze River after going through so many difficulties and dangers all the way? How could the Song Dynasty, which had been mourning for 130 years, ever return to the Central Plains?
Li Xia is both civil and military, so what if he is a hero? At most, he can become another Yue Fei at most?
Yue Fei can also write lyrics, but in the end of the song "Man Jiang Hong" there are only eight words left...
"The sky is clear, the sky is clear!"
Thinking of Yue Fei's tragic death, Yan Fu suddenly got excited and reined in his horse.
"Hush!"
My relatives and friends are all in the north. When the Mongolian iron hooves break through the city of Lin'an, will they be accused of being "traitors" because of me and live in slavery and humiliation for the rest of their lives?
Countless thoughts turned around in his mind, thinking of his relatives and friends being driven away like cattle and sheep and being abused wantonly... Yan Fu suddenly burst into tears.
"Mr. Fang Weng, I can't be a Wuling Hero... I can't be a Wuling Hero! This Wuling Hero can't be done with a heart full of blood..."
That night, Wang Xun looked at Yan Fu, whose eyes were red and swollen, and sighed.
"Li Xia didn't come?"
"He didn't come," Yan Fu said, "but I found the mark he left in the forest. He has left."
Wang Xun murmured: "It seems that he ran far away?"
"yes."
"Then this matter should come to an end."
Yan Fu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and suddenly found six corpses lying on the ground, including men, women, old and young.
"Brother Muqiao, what is this?"
"Here, let me point it out to you." Wang Xuan pointed at them one by one and said with a smile: "Gao Changshou, Han Chengxu, Liu Jinsuo..."
Yan Fu already understood and murmured: "But...but there is still one missing..."
Wang Xun patted him on the shoulder, leaned into his ear, and asked softly: "By the way? You know about Mr. Yao, right?"
"I……"
Yan Fu was startled, turned around and wanted to run away.
"puff!"
A sharp blade had pierced into his heart.
There was another "poof" and Yan Fu fell to the ground.
"Ha, Yan Fu, over and over again." Wang Xin sneered and ordered: "Mutilate his face and give the body to Wang Zhijin of the Quanzhen Sect."
"Know."
Wang Xun said again: "As for Yan Fu, he has absconded."
"Don't worry, a little scholar, who should I have to explain to?"
Wang Xun smiled and said: "I told Zhang Wulang that I would definitely kill Li Xia. Look, I did it. When the matter is over, everything will be calm."