Chapter 030: Alarm Bell

I don't know when it began, a kind of tabloid called Warning began to spread in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and even in the land of Yanyun and Western Xia.

Streets and alleys, poor and remote areas, wine shops, tea shops, private palaces, up to the emperor's relatives, dignitaries, down to the cart and pulp sales, coolies and boatmen, everyone can have a look.

"The restoration of the land of Yanyun in our dynasty is the continuation of China's survival, and it is imperative. And the doctors of our dynasty are incorruptible and shameless, because of their private abolition of the public, they can't be of the same heart as the king, they only care about their high-ranking officials, they are drunk with money, and they have no heart to serve the country and the people, so Yanyun has been living under the hooves of the north for hundreds of years, and the people are not familiar with the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is difficult for everyone to know the distinction of Huayi ......"

Shaanxi Huazhou, Zhengxian County south of ten miles, an intersection next to the official road, several huge Tsubaki trees are verdant and cover the sun, a pergola is set up between the trees, a tea stall composed of several tables and chairs, full of pedestrians who come to enjoy the coolness, there are people who drink tea or not, and the owner of the stall does not think it is angry. In these years, it is not easy to live, where can I bother to ask for these verbal disputes.

At a table, a group of passers-by gathered around a young gentleman, listening to him shake his head and read a tabloid in his hand with interest.

"I ruled the military with literature, and the scholar family was dominant, committing fraud for personal gain, accepting bribes, bullying and dominating the market, thousands of acres of fertile land, and a group of wives and concubines. The difficulties of the court and the suffering of the people are to blame. The thieves went north, burned, killed and looted, the people were displaced, the misery was unspeakable, the Manchu Dynasty was all in peace, and there was no long-term strategy. As long as he is in a high position and has no worries about food and clothing, how can he care about the safety of the grass people!"

"I want to be in China, with a large land and abundant resources, outstanding people, heroes, and a population of sixty or seventy million, but I was humiliated by millions of barbarian tribes, signed an alliance under the city, and wanted to move the capital to avoid its front. How strange is that?"

The scholar shook his head as he read, impassioned and indignant, and everyone at the tea stall shook their heads and sighed.

"The scholar is incorruptible and shameless, and he uses it for public and private purposes, which can be described as a word!"

The scholar flipped the paper over and over again and looked at it a few times, shook his head and said: "This ยซ Warning Bell ยป needle to the point, to the point, and the back also says "serial", it seems that there is a next decomposition. It's just that I don't know who this author is "breaking slaves"?"

A young man in a long shirt and a sword next to him said in a deep voice: "This brother is only afraid that he is a retired person from the officialdom, otherwise he would not be so familiar with these big turbans." If it's just a country man, how can you know about this economic rule of the world? Seeing that he pretends to be a "slave", he should be a hot-blooded man. โ€

The other man with a gun was also saddened, shook his head and said: "The thieves are so rampant, the Xia people go in and out of the border fortress, attack the city, they plunder everywhere, the people are miserable, everyone can't eat, and the government is extremely rich." โ€

His expression became excited, and he said angrily: "If the prince is here, these northern captives dare to do this!"

"It's a pity that I can ask that turtle to shrink into the city, and I can't save him when he dies!"

Another soldier wearing a Fan Yang hat, wearing a red jacket of the Song army, and holding a spear said angrily: "Wang Xianggong's 15,000-strong army, annihilated more than 40,000 thieves, and fought hard until the last hundred, and no one surrendered. If there is no brother from Hedong Yishe to save him, I am afraid that the whole army will be destroyed. If you can ask this dog thief to send troops earlier, Wang Xianggong will not be in Nafu Prefecture, and the thief will not be so reckless!"

Everyone sighed, but the owner of the tea stall shook his head. They can't eat or wear warm clothes, and they are still worried about national affairs here. If you have the eyesight, you can drink my tea and give me money, don't just sit on my stool.

"Shopkeeper, do you still have this kind of newspaper, and our brother also wants to buy a copy?"

Seeing that the two of them were brightly dressed and not the owners who were short of money, the shopkeeper of the tea stall suddenly smiled and said softly: "Guest officer, ten cents a piece, but buy it back, but don't make a show, let alone buy it from me." Otherwise, those public officials in the government will not be able to spare the villains. โ€

The two men smiled and said, "The shopkeeper, just rest assured." Those corrupt officials, my brother wants to kill a few of them, how can they do such dirty things! Hurry up and get it!"

The shopkeeper took the money, took out a newspaper from the hidden place in the back, and handed it to the young man.

Seeing the two young men leaving, the shopkeeper was secretly happy. A newspaper can earn five cents, and more than 100 copies were sold today, which is enough for his family to eat for a few days.

The other passers-by at the tea stall talked for a while, and when they saw that the sun was not so strong, they left one after another.

The two young men bought newspapers and traveled all the way south, not five miles, and soon got on the trail, but it was the road to Shaohua Mountain.

The two of them went up the mountain road, and the mountains were dangerous, and from time to time there were minions who came out to interrogate and interrogate.

The two stopped in front of a large village with a high wall on the hillside, and after careful questioning by the minions at the door, they let the two in.

"When you two go down the mountain, what can you find?"

In the cottage lobby, Cao Yun sat on a chair in the middle, casually looking at the few silver ingots in front of him.

"Since the defeat of Yan Lou Murofu, the Jin people have never invaded Jingzhao Mansion again. Shi Bin and the official army fought at Baqiao, the whole army was annihilated, and Shi Bin was also beheaded. โ€

The man holding the newspaper said respectfully: "Big brother, there are rumors outside that Wang Song is dead, but this matter is true, and people outside are upset about him."

Cao Yun nodded. Wang Song's matter has been spread in the rivers and lakes, and he already knows about it.

"What's in your hand?"

Hearing Cao Yun's question, the young man hurriedly handed over the newspaper and said with a smile: "Big brother, the little lady must be bored and panicked if she stays in the mountains." The villain bought this "newspaper", thinking that it would relieve her boredom. โ€

Cao Yun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Jia San, even if you kid has a heart, you still know the mind of your eldest brother." The eldest brother is worried, what to give to the little lady, and he is afraid that she will not be happy. What kind of newspaper is you, I think I can make her happy. โ€

Jia San asked softly: "Big brother, is that little lady really a member of the family?"

"It's still fake!"

Cao Yunlang said: "When the brothers rescued the little lady from the river, they had her identity document. Besides, with her martial arts, who is the opponent in our village!"

He grinned and grabbed the newspaper, took two ingots of silver, and handed them to Jia San.

"This money will be rewarded for you, and it will make you both happy. However, don't make a noise, if you let the other brothers know, you have to say that the eldest brother's reward and punishment are unknown!"

The two of them smiled, quickly took it, and thanked them repeatedly.

Cao Yun sighed and said in a low voice: "Although our brothers are peaceful and good, they are always unclean. I don't know, what is the idea of this little lady?"

Jia Saner and the others looked at each other and shook their heads secretly. Since the woman surnamed was rescued, the eldest brother's heart has been in turmoil.

"Sister Xian, are you feeling better?"

Cao Yun looked at the woman looking into the distance on the edge of the cliff, he was fascinated, but he was ashamed of himself and didn't dare to get too close.

Although the woman is dressed in coarse cloth and green clothes, she has a slender figure, a creamy skin, a dignified body, and a noble aura that cannot be concealed.

Hearing Cao Yun's words, the woman turned her head and said softly: "Big brother, I'm much better, thank you for taking care of me!"

Cao Yun looked at the woman's beautiful face, I saw pity, I couldn't help but be smug and confused, and I couldn't speak for a while.

The woman standing in front of Cao Yun was the Zhiyue Show who encountered bandits and fell into the water on the Wei River on the way to get married that day.

At that time, she fell into the water, fortunately she was not wearing armor, and was rescued by Cao Yun and others who passed by, so she went up to Shaohua Mountain and has been recuperating here.

Although she was safe and sound, she had no plans to return to Fuzhou, and she couldn't go to Sichuan. After thinking about it, I saw that these righteous bandits who lived in the village were not bad, so I stayed here.

How could she not see the affection of Cao Yun, the owner of Dazhai, for her. However, Wang Song has died, her heart is dead, and she has no plans to marry someone else, she just wants to go with the flow in the mountains and live quietly.

Seeing Cao Yun's unyielding appearance, Zhi Yuexiu frowned and was about to leave.

"Sister Xian, wait a minute!"

Cao Yun hurriedly stepped forward, handed over the newspaper in his hand, and said: "This is the newspaper I asked my brothers to buy at the bottom of the mountain, there are a lot of new things in it, you can take it and take a look, it should be relieved." โ€

Zhiyuexiu took the newspaper, walked a few steps, and stopped.

"Big brother, I know what you think about me, but my little sister will never talk about marriage again in this life. You should look for someone else, and don't miss your life's work. โ€

As soon as Zheyuexiu's voice fell, Cao Yun had already taken a step forward and said hurriedly: "Sister Xian, eldest brother just wants to stay by your side for the rest of your life, if you don't want to, eldest brother will never use force!"

"Big brother, why are you doing this!"

Zhi Yuexiu shook her head and said, "My sister already has someone in her heart, so don't embarrass my sister."

Zheyuexiu left, leaving Cao Yun alone on the cliff in a daze.

Zheyuexiu returned to the room, sat and was stunned for a while, bored, and opened the newspaper in front of her.

"Taizu's usurpation of Zhou is selfish; Taizong's killing of his brother and nephew is especially the ultimate in selfishness. The monarch's actions were like this, so the result of the development of the party struggle later became a violent struggle. The party fights with the party, and the party also fights, this kind of atmosphere is also guided by Taizu Taizong. โ€

Seeing this, Zheyuexiu couldn't help but smile. The author of this article is also bold, and dares to even the two emperors of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty to be so whipped and merciless.

However, judging by the rough workmanship of this newspaper, this is also a tabloid circulated in the countryside, and it is unlikely that it will enter the house if it can't be on the table of those big turbans.

She picked up the newspaper and continued to read it with relish.

"The city of Tokyo is a flat city, and there is no danger to defend. If the capital is moved elsewhere, the danger of the mountains and rivers is used to reject the thieves, the minister of the humerus is left to hold on to Tokyo, and the full power of the two rivers is given to resist the Jin, and Xu is the plan to recover Taiyuan, then the situation in China can be restored to peace and security, and the weak can be restored to the strong......"

Orizuki slowly put down the rough newspaper, these words looked so familiar, as if someone had heard them somewhere.

She continued to read it, it was all an analysis of the national situation, and at the end of the article, it was a song ยซ Huanxi Sha ยป, which made her heart tremble inexplicably.

She couldn't help but read it softly.

"The remnant snow condenses the cold painting screen, the plum flute has been changed three times, and no one is in the moonlight.

I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what is going on with tears in my eyes, and I remember my life in the sound of broken intestines. โ€

"I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what is going on with tears in my eyes, and I remember my life in the sound of broken intestines...... Memories of Life ......"

Zhi Yuexiu read silently in her mouth, her heart was sour, and tears fell down her eyes.

She is not like this, every day her liver and intestines are broken, living in the memories of the past, eating and waiting for death, how can there be any fun at all.

She suddenly felt a move in her heart, suddenly picked up the newspaper, flipped through it, and finally saw the word "broken slave" at the end of the article.

"Broken slaves"!

Orizuki's breath became short.

Isn't this Zhao Huan's gift to Wang Song, how could it appear in this tabloid?

Such a word, looking at the entire Great Song Dynasty, can only be done by Wang Song!

Could it really be him, isn't he dead?

If he hadn't died, why hadn't he come to him?

Is this negative person alive?

Zheyuexiu's tears poured out like a spring, pouring down, her chest was like a hammer, and she was sitting at the table, and the whole person was at a loss.