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"Why take us?"

"What did I do?"

"Lao Tzu has come all the way, what is this?"

Wanyan Zongde glanced at everyone coldly and said, "Whoever says more than half a sentence will punish the Nine Clans for plotting rebellion!" ”

Most of the people who were clamoring suddenly stopped, looked at each other, and their faces were full of disbelief, how could they be recommended to be internal guards, and suddenly they were about to be killed?

It turns out that the Jianghu men are also afraid of death, and the forbidden army is about to rush in with a shout, and suddenly a small half of the people in the house are lying on the ground, raising their hands and shouting: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm down!" ”

Xu Zizhen has not been noisy, but suddenly flashed to Wanyan Zongde's side, Wanyan Zongde reacted very quickly, and hit the elbow, Xu Zizhen turned sideways and pulled the saber from his waist, these movements were coherent and impeccable, and when everyone's eyes moved over, he was already behind Wanyan Zongde, and the knife in his hand was firmly on Wanyan Zongde's throat.

"If they dare to come in and get people, then I will kill you first!" Xu Zizhen didn't know what was going on, but it was not his character to be caught obediently, so he would strike first and control Yan Zongde.

Everyone looked at Xu Zizhen in surprise, and at the same time, a few other people suddenly burst out, and several forbidden soldiers who had just stepped into the hall door were instantly knocked down, and took advantage of the situation to grab a few spears and guard the door, and confronted the forbidden army.

When life and death are at stake, there are always people who will choose to resist, Xu Zizhen is not surprised by this, but to his surprise, there is another person who rushed over with him, it is actually oily noodles, I don't know when there is an extra steel thorn in his hand, it has been pointed in the heart of Wanyan Zongde, Xu Zizhen glanced at him with some surprise, and grinned with oily noodles: "Brother, the hero sees the same thing." ”

Wanyan Zongde's expression was not panicked, and he said coldly: "Do you think you can escape in this way?" ”

Xu Zizhen glanced at the door, the forbidden army did not move, still surrounded outside the house, seeing that the hijacking did not seem to have an effect, Xu Zizhen also made a difficulty, thinking of countermeasures in his mind, the knife pressed on Yan Zongde's neck, and said: "I have a bad life, if you have to kill me inexplicably, then let's go to see Lord Yan together." ”

Wanyan Zongde was noncommittal to his threat, only waved his hand, and the forbidden soldiers suddenly put away their weapons together, saluted and turned around and retreated, and soon disappeared without a trace, and the courtyard returned to desertion and emptiness, as if these forbidden troops had never appeared.

Xu Zizhen became more and more confused by the second monk, he had fought with Yan Zongde, this kid is not so easy to coax, what's wrong today?

Wanyan Zongde glanced at him slightly: "From today onwards, I will appoint you two as the deputy commanders of the Dragon Guard Battalion. ”

Xu Zizhen was dumbfounded, and he was also stunned, this world is changing too fast, people can't accept it, why is the deputy commander of the Nine Clans just now?

Wanyan Zongde stretched out two fingers and pinched the blade on his neck and moved it away, and glanced at Xu Zizhen meaningfully: "It's just a test." With that, he walked away, leaving a room full of gap-open mouths.

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When Xu Zizhen rushed thousands of miles to Beijing, Bianjing, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, changed.

Wu Shu, the commander of the right army of the Jin State, summoned Zhao Huan again, this news made Zhao Huan sit directly on the ground in fright, it was less than a month since the last time he entered the gold camp, and the various humiliations he suffered at that time were still in front of him, after returning from the gold camp, he woke up from a nightmare every night, and he didn't expect to go again so soon.

He knew what the Jin people wanted him to do, it was nothing more than asking for gold and silver cloth again, but he really couldn't make up the sky-high numbers that the Jin people asked for, and he hesitated again and again, so he had to go hard, but he didn't expect that his trip would become a farewell, and he could no longer turn back to Bianjing and the Song world in this life.

With Zhao Huan to the gold camp with Li Ruoshui, a doctor of Taixue, Cheng Qin Hui in the imperial history and more than a dozen officials of the six departments, compared with the first time in the gold camp, this entourage is much less, even the guards are less than half, Zhao Huan knows very well that the Jin people are only for money, and they will not do anything to themselves, so there is no need to put that way.

This day is the third day of the first month of the second year of Jingkang.

Like last time, Zhao Huan didn't see the boss Wushu for a few days after entering the Jin Camp, and he could still bear it, but he didn't expect it to be different this time, Wushu never appeared, and only put him and the accompanying officials under house arrest, and at the same time a notice was sent to the Great Song Dynasty.

There is only a simple sentence in the notice: If you don't get together the gold and silver cloth for a day, you won't return Zhao Huan for a day.

The Song Dynasty was in a hurry and had to step up the search, which was originally just a collection of yamen land protection, but now it simply sent troops to break into the people's homes and loot, which was rampant, and it was even worse than bandits.

For a time, the city was dug three feet into the ground, even the poor monks and monks were among the looters, the people of Bianjing were looted so that they could not even afford rice and grain, and they had nothing to eat, the cats and dogs in the city were eaten clean, and even the bark and leaves were eaten afterwards, but during this period of time the wind and snow in Bianjing did not stop, the plague in the city was rampant, and countless people died of hunger and died of illness and froze to death.

But that's it, the Song court only looted 160,000 taels of gold, 2 million taels of silver, and 1 million horses of cloth, which was still far from the amount required by the Jin people, so the Jin people plundered other things to offset the gold and silver, such as the ritual vessels in the palace, all kinds of calligraphy and painting classics, and even the costumes and props of the opera singers, and then the doctors, teachers and musicians in the city, and all kinds of craftsmen were also looted.

The once prosperous Bianjing has almost become a ruin, hundreds of people in the city are ruined, and those who are still alive are just living and waiting for death, but their miserable days are far from over, after the money was looted, the Jin people searched for the people's daughters, but the hateful thing is that many officials in the court actually helped the Jin people to search, and sent Song soldiers to search by house, and all those who were in some posture were not spared.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Zhao Huan finally saw Wushu, and at the same time, there was also Zhao Ji, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

Wushu sat in the camp, smiling, his heart was full of pride, the generals under the tent were lined up in two rows, majestic and extraordinary, Wushu waved his hand, and the deputy general stepped forward, holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand, which was the holy decree sent by the current saint of the Dajin Kingdom.

An edict abolished Zhao Huan as a concubine.

"If you are a commoner, how can you still wear such clothes?" Wushu lazily pointed at Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan's father and son, "Come on, strip off his dragon robe with me." ”