After crossing the Yellow River, I arrived at the east interface of the river, and what I saw along the way was really very different from Henan. The ruins and broken walls, the dead bodies of the people are jammed on the way, and they can be seen everywhere beside the official roads and between the ridges, and there are traces of the aftermath of the war.

The two of them were behind Xiao Zhonggong and his party, and the Jin people ate and drank, but the two of them were sleeping in the open and cautious. After walking for three whole days, there was no chance, and on this day I arrived at Lund House.

Wang Song and the others followed Xiao Zhonggong into the city, Wang Song carefully looked at the terrain, after several battles in Longde Mansion, the city wall was already scorched and dilapidated, and it was incomplete.

Xiao Zhonggong and others were arranged by local officials to stay at the post station. Wang Song and the others turned to a remote and locked abandoned house, opened the iron lock, pushed the door open and entered, the courtyard was dilapidated, the room was covered with cobwebs, and it was obvious that no one had lived in it for a long time.

The two tied up their horses, fed them, closed the gate from the inside, and went out over the wall.

The two stayed at an inn diagonally across from the inn. The two of them deliberately chose a room facing the street in order to monitor the station's every move.

"Erlang, what can I do? Out of Longde Mansion, it is less than two days away from Taiyuan. With so many officers and soldiers in the city, it may not be easy to get the letters back. ”

The sunlight shone in obliquely through the window, and Zhai Liang sat by the window, looking towards the post station, his brows furrowed.

Xiao Zhonggong and the others were escorted by the Song army all the way, accompanied by fifty or sixty people, which was extremely difficult to deal with, and the two of them never found any opportunity. There are many people in the city of Longde Mansion, and besides, it is not far from Taiyuan, so if you don't do it, I'm afraid there will be no chance.

Wang Song pondered for a moment, raised his head, and said fiercely: "Today's plan, the only way is to rob hard!"

Zhai Liang was taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "Erlang, there are so many officials and soldiers in the city, even if they rob the secret letter, how can they get out of the city?"

Wang Song shook his head and said: "The city wall of Longde Mansion is only about three meters, and Song Jin has fought repeatedly here, and the city wall has long been dilapidated, and it is useless. I've already observed the terrain, and when it's time to grab the letter, I'll leave overnight. ”

Zhai nodded and said helplessly: "I'm afraid that's the only way."

Wang Song's eyes swept over the heavily guarded post station door, and saw a restaurant guy with a food box being checked at the door of the post station, and his eyes lit up.

It seems that after a long war, the food at the post station is either poor, or has been cut off, and the wine and food have to be bought from the restaurant outside.

Wang Song leaned into Zhai Liang's ear and whispered something, Zhai Liang nodded again and again, and Wang Song went downstairs.

When he came to the Confucius Temple in the east of the city, he saw the black and crushed a large area of unkempt and charred refugees, and Wang Song walked up.

Zhai Liang observed upstairs, and suddenly saw chaos in the city, followed by a group of soldiers to the street, the broken city wall, also full of soldiers, followed by the city gate closed, no one was allowed to move.

Zhai Liang was surprised, and when Wang Song came back, he learned that it was Wang Song who was playing tricks, and the refugees found traces of the Jurchen army outside the city.

Wang Song was secretly distressed, almost all the silver taels he carried on his body were lost. He asked the refugees to spread rumors in the city, so that the Jin delegation could stay in the city and not leave the city today.

At the beginning of the lanterns, there are still lights in the city of Lundfu. Although it has gone through the war, the self-healing ability of human beings is too strong, and these places can still survive tenaciously in the cracks.

"You guy, how did you come late, don't you know that the Jurchen nobles are impatient to wait?"

The Song sergeant at the door carefully searched and confirmed that the guy in the restaurant was unarmed, waved his hand, and impatiently put him in.

The guy nodded and came to the backyard, led by a Jurchen sergeant at the door, to a room in the backyard, and the two walked in.

When the man entered the room, he saw a richly dressed Jurchen minister talking to a Han man, and the two were speaking Chinese, and the man could hear it clearly.

The man began to step forward and set the food and drinks on the table, pricking up his ears at the same time.

Needless to say, this guy is Wang Song. He knocked out the restaurant guy who delivered the food halfway, changed into his clothes, and came to sneak into the station.

The Jurchen minister was naturally Xiao Zhonggong, and next to him was his entourage Zhao Lun. The Khitan people are very sinicized, the upper class is powerful, and everyone speaks Chinese.

"Zhao Huan Xiaoer, it's really ridiculous, Zhao Ji promoted the "Sea Alliance" and worked together to destroy my hometown, this hatred is not shared. ”

Xiao Zhonggong sneered: "Now the Zhao family still wants to collude with Yelu Yujun to fight against the Jin Dynasty, which is really ridiculous!"

Staff member Zhao Lun shook his head and said, "This Zhao Huan is really stupid. We were just pretending, but he believed it, thought that he really cared about his homeland, and threw out a Yelu Yuyun, so he swore an oath, wrote a letter, and gave people a handle, which was really naïve. ”

"Who's to say it's not."

Xiao Zhonggong glanced at the guy who was setting up the wine and food on the side, and said: "Da Liao is dead, the soldiers of the Dajin State are wide, and the iron cavalry is all over the world." We are naturally loyal to the Great Jin Dynasty, do we really want to form an alliance with stupid people and bring about our own destruction!"

Zhao Lun laughed and said, "I'm making a good plan." As long as the things are dedicated to the left and right marshals, the righteous envoy has made a great achievement. At that time, Zhao Huan and ...... will have to suffer!"

Wang Song was shocked when he heard this, and he was furious. The Jin people destroyed the Liao people, and these old Liao ministers had no discipline, not only took refuge in the Jin people, but also instigated the Jin people to invade the Song Dynasty, which is really a human-faced beast.

Xiao Zhonggong, as the grandson of Liao Daozong and the brother-in-law of the last emperor of the Liao Dynasty, Tianzuo Emperor Yelu Yanxi, didn't he know that Emperor Liao was still in the cage of the Jin people. This person was so loyal to the Jin people, and he instigated the Jin people to invade the Song Dynasty, but in exchange for the Han people's corpses, bones and flesh were separated, and blood and tears were stained.

If ordinary people don't know the reason, they will definitely be confused. But Wang Song came from later generations, and the bottles and cans in it were counted clearly. Xiao Zhonggong thought that he and Zhao Huan knew about this secret matter in the world, but he didn't know that Wang Song was also among them.

Seeing that Wang Song was about to finish arranging the wine and food, a noise suddenly sounded outside, followed by the flames, and it seemed that the house in the front yard of the post station was burning.

Wang Song thought to himself, Zhai Liang's fire was still very powerful.

"Let's go out and see, what's going on?"

Zhao Lun hurriedly stood up and drank to one of the guards, and at the same time shouted to the guards at the door of the room outside: "Guard the door of the house, don't let anyone in!"

He waved his sleeves and said impatiently to Wang Song: "Hurry up and get out, what are you doing here!"

The fire outside the house was getting bigger and bigger, and there was fire light shining everywhere, and the attention of the Jurchen guards outside the house was all attracted to it.

In the room, there was only one guard left, Xiao Zhonggong and Zhao Lun. Wang Song nodded and hurriedly walked out. He walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped, and the guards who followed behind him were caught off guard and were almost hit by Wang Song.

The guard was furious, and was about to reprimand Wang Song, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, it turned out that Wang Song had pulled out the sharp blade from his waist and stabbed it into his chest.

The guards stared, speechless. Wang Song apologized vigorously, and Xiao Zhonggong and Zhao Lun in the back didn't know why, so they didn't care and continued to talk.

said that it was too late, it was too fast, Wang Song pulled out his knife, rolled suddenly, and came to Xiao Zhonggong.

Xiao Zhonggong was ignorant, raised his head, and happened to meet Wang Song's murderous and bloodshot eyes.

"You ......"

Xiao Zhonggong was stunned, and before he could say a complete sentence, Wang Song's sharp blade stabbed directly under his jaw.

"Disloyalty and injustice, femme fatale, innocent of death!"

Xiao Zhonggong's eyes widened, looking at Wang Song in front of him, and he couldn't say it anymore.

"Come ......"

Zhao Lun next to him was terrified, his body trembled, and he was speechless for a while, and when he reacted, as soon as he said a word, Wang Song had already pounced and cut his throat.

"Confess a thief as a father, have no father and no mother, be a person who is incorruptible and shameless, and he is heinous!"

The corpse of the guard leaned against the corner, as if it was about to fall. Wang Song hurriedly stepped forward, supported him, and gently placed him on the ground.

Wang Song came to Xiao Zhonggong's side and groped around him, and sure enough, the secret pill was on his body.

The guard outside the door heard that there was no sound of words in the room, and was about to go in, when Wang Song lowered his head and walked out.

Wang Song shot like lightning, and the guard on the left side of the door was caught off guard and was stabbed in the chest by Wang Song. The guard on the right was so shocked that he didn't have time to roar, but he drew his sword and went straight to Wang Song.

Wang Song rolled around, avoiding the guard's long knife, and before the guards in the courtyard could react, a few arrows came to the wall, jumped up, and climbed over the wall in an instant.

"Erlang, this way!"

In the corner of the wall, Zhai Liang, who was dressed in black and masked, was waiting, and the two converged and fled into the distance.

The two climbed over the wall, came to the abandoned courtyard, opened the gate, led the horses, and went out of the gate.

"Did you get it?"

The two got on the horse, Zhai Liang couldn't hold back any longer, and opened his mouth to ask.

"I got it, but I lost my life, so we have to leave immediately!"

Wang Song beat his horse and left, Zhai Liang was frightened and followed closely.

Song Jin fought in Hedong, and there was already a curfew in the city, and there was no one else on the street except for the patrolling soldiers. Wang Song and Zhai Liang galloped wildly, and a group of sergeants on the street hurriedly dodged. After the two passed, the sergeants cursed, but they did not dare to chase after them, nor did they want to chase them.

The two of them ran to the city wall, found a low gap in the city wall, jumped over it, and soon got on the official road, and went straight into the distance.

"Erlang, this is really ......"

In an abandoned house thirty miles east of Longde Mansion, the bonfire was blazing, and Wang Song and Zhai Liang sat down around the fire. Zhai Liang looked at the secret letter in his hand, dumbfounded, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

It turned out that he still had a little doubt about Wang Song's words, but now that he saw the real evidence in front of him, he was even more frightened in his heart.

Wang Song took the secret letter and put it on the fire, and a wisp of green smoke calmed their hearts.

"Erlang, you killed Xiao Zhonggong, I'm afraid that the court and the Jin people will have another conflict. It seems that the battle of Song and Jin is inevitable. ”

Zhai Liang was worried, but Wang Song sneered again and again.

"If you start in a hurry, you can't just catch it. Killing Xiao Zhonggong also allowed the former Liao ministers of those Jin people to converge and converge. ”

"Erlang, you're right. It's just that Xiao Zhonggong was killed, which is a big case, and I am afraid that the restaurant guys and shopkeepers, and even the people in the city will be implicated. ”

"Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent!"

Wang Song said coldly: "The people of the broken country have to go left and right, and they are afraid that they will be too comfortable."