In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion on Suzaku Street, the crowd rubbed shoulders one after another, but a large open space was given up, a cow found out of nowhere, the cow's head was painted with ochre red patterns, but the eye circles were painted with ink larger than copper bells, and two wrist-untying knives were tied to the horns, which looked terrifying. The crowd on the periphery continued to cheer, a family member led the cow's nose, two people pressed the cow's back, and a Confucian figure tied a string of firecrackers to the cow's tail, shook the fire fold, and shook his hand proudly around.

The crowd erupted again into loud cheers: "Well done! "Look at Tian Dan's big swing of fire bull formation!" Only then did he light the fuse, dodge and retreat, and the crowd around him also pushed and shoved backwards, and a mad cow had trampled people to death just now.

"Who is this?" Shi Tingjian frowned and said, "Are you acting?" ”

"Quyang Liu Zige, I can't persuade him, I want to be in the limelight." Zhang Wei looked at the forbidden army gathered at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and said in a low voice, "But it's okay, after being tempted for so long, it seems that the Prime Minister's Mansion has so many guards." ”

Shi Tingjian nodded, and said in a deep voice: "We can't delay any longer, concentrate our manpower, prepare more cattle, horses and chariots, rush in with all our might, and rush straight to the signing room, even if you can't find Chen Dong, you can drive him out." He looked back at the smoke rising above the city, and there was a gloom in his eyes. Thinking that because of himself and others, the people of Ezhou suffered a catastrophe, innocent victims, and the number of people who died was unknown, Shi Tingjian was a little bored in his chest, and he hoped to end this farce as soon as possible and restore the order of the Beijing Division.

While the two were talking, the firecrackers crackled and exploded, and the onlookers also cheered excitedly, shouting in unison to drive away the scalper, and the scalper was frightened, and while circling in place, he screamed continuously. A few bold men stabbed it with bamboo poles, and the painful ox lowered its head and rushed forward desperately, and the firecrackers crackled around the cow's tail. This cow weighs more than 1,000 catties, and its momentum of eating pain and galloping wildly is even more terrifying than that of a war horse. Before the cattle could rush to the ground, the forbidden troops in the array dispersed first.

"Mom!" "Run!"

The soldiers were pale, shouting, instinctively dodging the running bulls. A few people were knocked down by the bull, and regardless of whether they were injured or not, they immediately screamed, but the people who were dodging around blocked the way of the ox, and the cow rushed back and forth several times in the crowd before he ran out of breath to a place where there was no one.

"What a sake bag rice bag!" Zhang Wei scolded in a complicated mood, "The people of the Great Song Dynasty have raised such a batch of rice buckets. ”

At this time, the originally well-organized formation was close to collapsing, and all the soldiers were panicked, some even dropped their muskets on the ground, and the officers almost punched and kicked the soldiers to force the soldiers back into the queue. Seeing these poor pale ghosts lined up again, their expressions as innocent as the girls who were forced to come out to pick up guests in the courtyard, the crowd of onlookers erupted in loud laughter one after another, and many people were as happy as watching the lantern juggling during the Lantern Festival.

Zhao Xingde stood in the signing room, he had been in the army for a long time, and he had the aura of fighting horses, like a tiger that had broken into the study, which was a little out of place with the surrounding environment. He looked around at everyone and asked: "Let me lead the troops to quell the chaos, I'm not afraid that I will simply take Ezhou, take the army of Shuzhong to advance eastward along the river, and take advantage of the opportunity that the center of the Song court is destroyed and the dragons are leaderless, and help the Xia State seize the southeast half of the country?" ”

Wen Xunzhigan's face was a little embarrassed and did not speak. His worries had been voiced by Zhao Xingde in front. In front of him was the weakest time for the Song Dynasty, and handing over the military power to Zhao Xingde was tantamount to a gamble. On one side of the balance is the military exploits of helping Xia to destroy the Song Dynasty, and on the other side is just this person's conscience.

"If that's the case," Chen Dong looked directly into Zhao Xingde's eyes and replied calmly, "As the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, I will give an explanation to the subjects of the world." But now, personal honor and disgrace should be put aside, and I have made up my mind. He accentuated his tone, "Now, it is your responsibility to restore order in the capital division." ”

Zhao Xingde hadn't spoken yet, only heard the sound of footsteps, and someone outside said loudly: "Prime Minister, it's not good, the rebels are preparing to attack in!" Before the words fell, a scribe ran in in a panic and knelt down and said, "The rebels found cattle, horses, and livestock from nowhere, tied firecracker fodder to their tails, and made many carts, and smeared firewood and grass with wet mud and piled them up on the carts. The scribe looked up at Chen Dong with a little weakness......, and the people outside clamored to catch Chen Dong, and counted the charges of his complicity with the traitorous party. Then ask the Ministry of Rites to convene the school administration to remove the prime minister, and publicly discuss the election of a new prime minister. How dare the scribe report these rampant words one by one?

"Chen Xianggong, I'm afraid the Prime Minister's Mansion can't hold it, the people outside are crazy, do you think it's ......?"

"I know, but this is the Prime Minister's Mansion." Chen Dong asked the scribe to get up, turned his head to Zhao Xingde, and said in a deep voice, "The situation is like this, don't shirk it, and lead the troops to restore order in Beijing." ”

Seeing this, Zhao Xingde no longer shirked and asked, "How many people are there outside?" How many people are there in the house? ”

The eyes of Chen Dong, Deng Su and the others returned to the scribe, and this person immediately trembled and said: "I am afraid that there are only 20,000 or 30,000 people in the rebels outside, and there are more than 3,000 people in the forbidden army and government service of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and they are guarding each gate separately, and the manpower is very tight. Now the rebels are just concentrated on Suzaku Street, trying to rush in through the main gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the other dozen or so access curfews are still unblocked. Chen Xianggong, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, while there is no siege outside, you can go first......"

Chen Dong snorted angrily, interrupted the scribe's persuasion, and looked at Zhao Xingde.

"If I remember correctly, the rules of the imperial court craftsmen, every time a new cannon is cast, the best will be selected and presented to Ouchi. In the past, it was always stored in the Bianliang Palace, but it was never used, and then it was cheapened by Liaokou. The current rules, the new artillery is probably dedicated to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but I don't know where it is stored? Although there are many people outside, most of them are rabble. Although the forbidden army is small, with the help of artillery, the situation can be reversed. ”

Zhao Xingde said while thinking, his voice was unhurried and a little low, but it gave people great confidence. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is there a gunner in the Xiangfu guard?" ”

"Yes!" Lin Zhengan immediately replied, "The Xiangfu Guard has more than 100 gunners and more than 20 cannons. However, in normal times, artillery is sealed in the arsenal and is not usually used. "The Department of Duties is focused on monitoring the Prime Minister's Guard. Due to the attack on the old system, the military department allocated a batch of the best artillery to the Xiangfu Guard, and at the same time allocated it to the corresponding gunners. But it was obviously impossible for the Prime Minister to practice artillery, so all the artillery was sealed in the warehouse, and the gunners had nothing to do, except that the military salary was twice as high as that of the gunners, and they usually stood guard like the gunners.

"Okay," Zhao Xingde said to Lin Zhen, "You go and gather the artillerymen, look for artillery and ammunition, and drag them to the front yard immediately." His eyes fell on Lin Zhengan, he didn't know Lin Zhengan's identity, and he was familiar with the troops of the Prime Minister's Mansion between his words, so he ordered his general.

Lin Zhen suddenly felt the pressure on his body, bowed down and obeyed: "The last general will obey the order." He also bowed to Chen Dong and hurried out to gather the gunners.

Zhao Xingde nodded, and said in a deep voice: "First defeat this group of people outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then restore order in the capital, you only need to mobilize the soldiers and horses of the southeast battalion to maintain order." "After that, I will go to the front yard first, and make some arrangements such as selecting gun emplacements and clearing the firing range.

"Yuan Zhi," Chen Dong stopped him, picked up a scroll of silk from the bookcase, and said in a low voice, "Take this." Zhao Xingde was stunned for a moment, and took a look, it was actually the Prime Minister of the Great Song Dynasty who ordered Zhao Xingde to take over the southeast camp and all the soldiers and horses near Ezhou to pacify the turmoil in Ezhou City. With this Jun Decree, even if Zhao Xingde has mastered all the military power inside and outside Ezhou City, he nodded to Chen Dong, did not speak, closed this Jun Decree, put it in his arms, and strode out of the door.

"Shaoyang," Wen Xunzhi hesitated, "This military power ......"

"There is no doubt about employing people," Chen Dong shook his head and said, "Leading troops to fight, you and I are not as good as Yuan Zhi, now we just need to calm down and wait for the result." ”

Zhao Xingde walked through the flower hall to the front yard, and his brows were furrowed. The Xiangfu guards arranged two lines of defense inside and outside the gate, and the military array outside protected the main gate, and lined up in the front yard for a while, probably preparing to make a counterattack and drive out the rebels who rushed into the Xiangfu. Behind the main entrance, there was a wide wall of light, which could not help but make it impossible to see the situation outside the door, and also blocked the firing range of the artillery he expected. Compared with the noisy voices outside, the morale of the forbidden army was extremely low, and almost all of them were pale and not in a state of battle at all.

He stepped forward, patted an officer on the shoulder, and said, "Gather people, quickly get ......" The man was very scared, and suddenly he was slapped on this time, and he was so frightened that he trembled all over, and when he looked back, he saw that he didn't know someone, and he was almost about to scold, and he said angrily: "Who is your grandmother?" His voice was very loud and full of energy, and all the soldiers around him turned their heads and looked at Zhao Xingde with suspicion.

"Ben Zhao Xingde." It's good that Zhao Xingde didn't answer, but this answer made the officer turn his anger into laughter, and mocked: "Brother, if you are Zhao Xingde, I am Yue Shumi." The surrounding forbidden troops all laughed, and the originally tense atmosphere was diluted a lot. No one could have imagined that legendary characters like Zhao Xingde and Yue Fei would suddenly stand in front of them like Song Bingjia and Song Bingyi, and there was no entourage by his side. Zhao Xingde touched his stubble, his face was a little embarrassed, it seemed that he had been away from the barracks for a long time, just like a machine that had not worked for a long time, and it creaked and rattled as soon as it turned. He didn't notice for a moment, and called a random officer to give orders as before, and the result was a joke.

"Look at this." Zhao Xingde had to take out the Jun Zhi that had not yet been warmed up and handed it to the officer.

The officer took Jun Zhi with a smile, unfolded it and looked at it casually, his smile immediately froze, he read the content word for word, looked at this person in disbelief, and said in a lost voice: "You are Zhao, Zhao, Zhao ,....." His face was flushed, as if he was about to choke to death, he couldn't say a complete word, and suddenly knelt down and said: "The last general, Meng Ying, Zhao Jieshuai, please forgive the last general's offense!" ”