This made Song Jiang realize the seriousness of the problem, so he immediately took his troops back to Hangzhou City
And this time, Song Jiang's return was not just for himself, but also for Chao Gai's old subordinates.
In addition, Song Jiang and Chai Jin have two more people around them.
One of them was a middle-aged man, tall and with a majestic face.
Beneath him was riding a maroon horse.
This horse is much taller than the average person in size alone. The muscles on its body are even more angular, making those who love horses fascinated by the sight of it.
Next to the middle-aged man, you are a man about 20 years old.
This man has a dignified appearance and is equally tall and handsome.
Although he does not look like those powerful men, he has a strong momentum when riding a horse.
While riding his horse, the young man couldn't help but sigh when he saw the magnificent city wall in front of him.
"This is the city of Hangzhou. I used to hear storytellers say how picturesque Hangzhou is located in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Now it seems that this city of Hangzhou is indeed extraordinary!"
Military Advisor Wu Yong laughed: "Brother Yan Qing, what you see now is only the outermost part of Hangzhou City."
"When you enter the city, your eyes will be opened even more."
"Commander Wu, in that case, after we meet the little emperor in a while, how about you take me to Hangzhou City for a walk?"
Before Wu Yong could agree, the middle-aged man with a majestic face suddenly shouted.
"Yan Qing, have you forgotten what I said to you when we went out?"
When the middle-aged man shouted, Yan Qing quickly shut her mouth and bowed her head respectfully.
"Master, I was wrong."
When Song Jiang saw a middle-aged man scolding him, Yan Qing, who was known as the "prodigal son" in the world, immediately stopped and changed his mind.
Song Jiang couldn't help laughing: "Brother Lu! Brother Yan Qing, this is your true temperament!"
"After all, he is still young, and some things still need to be taught slowly."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said nothing.
Yan Qing curled his lips, obviously not paying attention to what Song Jiang said.
Even if Song Jiang said good things for him, he would not be grateful in his heart.
After all, he had seen through Song Jiang's dirty thoughts from the first glance.
Half a month ago, Song Jiang learned from Liu Bei and visited the thatched cottage three times and moved his master with his sincerity.
Let him, known as the "Jade Unicorn", follow the Song River southward and achieve great achievements in front of the emperor.
At first, Lu Junyi naturally refused.
However, a series of changes occurred at home later, and Lu Junyi was framed by thieves and imprisoned. It was Song Jiang who came forward as a guarantee and rescued Lu Junyi from prison.
Lu Junyi felt grateful for Song Jiang's kindness and returned to Song Jiang's service.
In the view of the prodigal Yan Qing, both Song Jiang and Chai Jin are just people seeking fame and reputation, with no real ability at all.
Apart from talking about words, they actually fight and lead troops to fight. They are not popular at all!
And his master Yu Qilin Lu Junyi not only has a great reputation in the world.
At the same time, he was familiar with the art of war. He knew astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom.
We should never succumb to Song Jiang and Chai Jin.
It's just that his master is unparalleled in loyalty. He owes Song Jiang a favor, and he must repay it with his life.
Therefore, Lu Junyi now ranks behind Song Jiang and Chai Jin, becoming the third in command.
When Song Jiang and his party slowly passed the palace gate, Yan Qing inadvertently glanced towards the top of the city wall.
With just one glance, Yan Qing's eyes seemed to be attracted by something.
At this glance, it seems like a hundred years have passed.
He just stared blankly.
He stared at the city wall, where two women stood facing the wind.
Both of them are beautiful and beautiful.
His eyes were firmly attracted by Master Li on the right.
All the subtle movements of Li Shishi were engraved in Yan Qing's mind and could not be removed.
Even after passing the palace gate, even if what he saw before him was a whole new world.
The prosperity and hustle and bustle of Hangzhou seemed to have nothing to do with him. In Yan Qing's mind, there was only the graceful figure of the woman!