Jinqiao Slope, according to legend, Empress Li built a colorful bridge here, and Empress Xiao Zhou stood on the bridge to watch various acrobatics, and then had fun with the people.
Unfortunately, the original surrounding garden scenery has long since disappeared, leaving only a dirt slope, a few ruins, and a long-dried pool.
Song Wen stood on the slope with a tired look, and sneaked for three days, finally arriving at Jinling... Gongsun Sheng, this forgetful bastard, the last information he gave himself was to wait for them in the ruins of Jinqiao Slope tonight, and then he and his group
Flee directly to Yangzhou, then board a boat at the mouth of the outer sea and leave Jiangnan.
But Song Wen always felt that this matter was a bit dangerous, so he gathered all the fifty cavalry and fifty Qingshan Battalion special forces who were secretly protecting him... It took a lot of trouble to quietly gather a hundred horses, almost
They all traveled at night and stayed in the mountains and forests until they were assembled tonight.
"An Daoquan...I will never forgive you!"
If An Daoquan hadn't said in his letter that he had learned the exact information about the Green Slave, Song Wen would have really wanted to reveal his identity and have him killed...
"Lang Jun, someone is here..."
Song Wen was startled and hurriedly led his people to hide behind a forest. Through the woods, he saw a group of Manichaean soldiers with red scarves on their heads, holding torches and carrying tools and weapons in a hurry towards the Purple Mountain.
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"There are about a thousand people. What are they going to do in the middle of the night? Could it be that Taoist Priest Gongsun Sheng's whereabouts have been revealed?"
An Chun whispered to Song Wen.
Song Wen shook his head when he heard this: "That old Taoist is very shrewd. He probably tricked the head of the Li family into doing something stupid... It may have something to do with the fictitious Southern Tang relic!"
Another group of people passed by, it seemed like a large group of guards surrounded several carriages and chased the group of instructors. Song Wen and others were very nervous, their swords were unsheathed and their crossbows were cocked, and there were dozens of gunpowder bombs ready to be ignited...
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Fortunately, no one paid attention to the movement next to the ruins. Song Wen couldn't bear it anymore... He began to think about whether he should make a final effort and let An Chun sneak in with the special forces of Qingshan Battalion to see if An Dao could be rescued.
Quan. Waiting like this is not an option...
Suddenly, two carriages rushed out at the city gate, followed by several people wearing dark robes on horseback... As soon as a few Fang La Manichaean soldiers at the city gate were about to stop them, they were stopped by the people inside the carriage.
After scolding a few words, he retreated sullenly, and a few horses and two carriages gurgled straight towards the official road here.
As soon as Song Wen raised his hand, one hundred Qingshan Battalion soldiers immediately lowered their bodies and prepared to fight... As expected, several horses surrounded the carriage and turned around to avoid sight in the direction of the city gate.
Several figures jumped out of the car!
The carriage did not stop, but continued to move forward quickly, surrounded by the Taoist priests on horseback, seemingly chasing the two groups of people towards the Purple Mountain.
Several black figures ran wildly, heading straight for Song Wen's hiding place...
With a crash, twenty or thirty rural soldiers dressed in black and covered with weeds and leaves stood up from the ruins. The crossbows in their hands pointed coldly at the figure running into the ambush...
"Silence! Who is coming? Anyone who dares to make noise will be executed immediately!"
Gongsun Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hands and whispered into the darkness: "Where is Mr. Song? I feel guilty for having just rescued Mr. An... Please atone for your sins!"
Song Wen felt relieved and walked out and looked at the old Taoist with a sideways glance... "I dare not take it for granted, the famous Taoist Master Ruyun Long Gongsun Sheng... Do I have to thank you for my brother An Daoquan?"
An Daoquan was still ignorant at this time, and he shed tears when he saw Song Wen, whom he hadn't seen for a long time...
"Brother Wen...you came to save me! You miss me so much..."
An Daoquan howled in a low voice, rushed over to hug Song Wen, and choked speechlessly...
"These forgetful guys almost killed me... I escaped for hundreds of miles, but I was sold by two generals of the Wang family in Yingtian Mansion! I was sold to these rebels... They beat me and scared me
, what kind of legacy do you want me to hand over... Do I have a furry legacy?"
We haven't seen him for several years, and An Daoquan hasn't grown much taller. The corners of his mouth are already covered with fine soft beards, but his body is covered in bruises and embarrassment...
Song Wen glanced at Gongsun Sheng angrily and said to An Daoquan: "Okay, it's dangerous here, we brothers should leave here first!"
"Well! I will never come back in this life..."
Gongsun Sheng licked his face and came over, cupping his hands and saying: "It's a pity that we couldn't get close to the Holy Duke Fangla... If we can get rid of this person, the people of Jiangnan may be able to avoid using weapons..."
Song Wen sneered and said: "Taoist Master Yunlong, should you discuss these matters with the generals or high-ranking officials of the Song Dynasty? I came to Jiangnan to pick up my brother. For other matters... I just rely on my Hundred Qingshan Camp
What can you do? Assassinate Fang La? Are you crazy? I won’t let my brothers die in vain..."
Gongsun Sheng bowed and saluted: "Song Langjun! I know that you have no objections. You just want to protect the country and the people and protect your brothers and their families... Although the people of Jiangnan have nothing to do with you, Song Langjun has led his brothers to set benevolence and righteousness first."
I swear to uphold justice for heaven! The people in Jiangnan are suffering, and the disaster of war is just around the corner! The head of the Li family is so ambitious that he colludes with foreign races to bewitch the king... He does not hesitate to betray the people of the Central Plains and poison the people of Jiangnan!"
Song Wen's face darkened... "What are you talking about? The head of the Li family betrayed the Central Plains? What kind of person can he betray the Central Plains? I dare not say that he can betray the Central Plains... Who is he?"
"Li Huo, the head of the Li family, found the green slave's brother and used it to blackmail her into seducing the emperor. He also secretly colluded with the Jurchens to secretly fund a large amount of gold and silver... in an attempt to start another uprising in Jiangnan when the Jurchens and the imperial court went to war in the Central Plains.
, attack from the north and the south and destroy the Song Dynasty...then build a naval army to cross the river to rule and cede the entire Central Plains and foreign races!"
Song Wen looked at Gongsun Sheng suspiciously: "You still have this skill? You didn't lie to me?"
"If a poor Taoist makes half-truths, he will fall into the Nine Nether Hells and never be reincarnated..."
Song Wen pointed at the dumbfounded An Daoquan next to him and said, "Then why did you frame my brother Anjia and fabricate some Southern Tang relic?"
An Daoquan trembled and pointed at Gongsun Sheng...
Gongsun Sheng ignored An Daoquan's gaze and raised his hands and said: "I have no choice but to obey the authority in urgent matters! There are three reasons. The first one is to deceive the head of the Li family who is hiding his evil intentions in secret, and the second one is to take the opportunity to deceive the extraordinary Song Dynasty."
Lang Jun forced him to come to the south of the Yangtze River to help the poor Taoist... The third is to use this method to instigate Fang La and the Li family to turn against each other because of mutual suspicion over the unfounded treasure..."
"I'm going to kill you, the Quan family..."
An Daoquan limped up and was about to scratch Gongsun Sheng's old face...
"You're a murderer... a Taoist thief! You really killed me... I'm afraid that my ancestral graves were dug up by those thieves..."
Gongsun Sheng bowed to the ground and apologized: "No, no, this Pindao guarantees... Then Li Huo did have this plan, but he was dissuaded by Pindao!"
"I'll fight for you!"
An Daoquan pounced on him and beat him up, but Gongsun Sheng was really at a loss and had to resist in embarrassment...
Song Wen suddenly raised his head and looked at the shrunken Taoist boy Mingyue... Mingyue... what are you hiding from? What is that thing carrying on your back?"
Mingyue shivered and threw the things behind her on the ground with a plop... "No, it's nothing... Senior brother said to use her to exchange your green slave!"
Song Wen took a closer look under the moonlight... I wonder, how could it be her?
A roll of bed curtains wrapped a plump girl. By the moonlight, Song Wen was surprised to find... This was actually Mrs. Lan! The master behind Zixuan Tower who had been fighting with him in Bianliang.
Song Wen asked suspiciously: "Who is she?"
Gongsun Sheng replied: "The granddaughter of the head of the Li family, Li Lan'er!"
Song Wen waved his hand... "Tied up, gagged... and sent to the ship first!"
Li Laner, also known as Lady Lan, suddenly opened her eyes and cursed: "This is Jinling City! Do you dare?"
Song Wenyin smiled and leaned down... The scabbard in his hand gently poked some soft spots... "Haha, you caused me to lose so many interests in Bianliang, and you dared to lead people to chase me.
?Do you think I will let you go?"
A trace of fear appeared on Mrs. Lan's face, she gritted her teeth and cursed: "If you dare to harm me, my grandpa...my grandpa will not..."
"Where is the Green Slave?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen her for two years..."
"What's the green slave's nickname? Is it Master Li?"
Song Wen unsheathed his sword and thrust it into the ground next to Lady Lan's neck, his eyes filled with murderous intent...