Jiangnan beautiful land, Jinling Imperial Prefecture.

Since the last time I came to Nanjing, I hurriedly met Xu Yanyan, three months have passed, and now Wang Yan comes again, but Nanjing is no longer called Nanjing, but Jiangning.

Jiangning, Jiangning, Jiangnan Anning, at this time, the Ming court, naked humiliation, Wang Yan heard this name, and also felt despised by the north, and resented in his heart.

After a lapse of many days, Wang Yan once again stood on the bank of the Qinhuai River, where the Meixianglou was located in the past, has become a ruin, the Qinhuai River, which was once full of flowers and paintings, is also a depressed scene.

Wang Yan walked across the longboard bridge and saw that the nearby attics were burned, even if they were lucky to be preserved, the door was closed, and there was a world of difference from the scene in the past.

"Childe, when the captives plundered Qin Huai, when I arrived, Meixianglou was already a sea of fire, and then I went around to investigate, and there was no news of Miss Xu, now after a month, I am afraid that it is even more impossible to find." Liu Shun followed behind Wang Yan, accompanied him through the ruins, and explained the events of the day.

Wang Yan also knows that it is not easy to find people, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but since he has already come to Nanjing, he will not give up easily. "Ten miles of Qinhuai, there are many people who are familiar with Meixianglou, and they can always ask for a clue, let's take a look!"

At that moment, Wang Yan walked along the riverbank, and when he met the building, he slammed the door to investigate, and everyone didn't know what to say, and he couldn't help but slowly stop reporting hope in his heart.

At this time, the sky is about to be dark, if it is in the past, on the Qinhuai River, there must have been a lantern, singing and dancing endlessly, the scholars and literati shuttle between the attic painting boats, chanting poems, drinking and talking, but now it is a bleak and cold, only a few lonely lamps on the river surface.

The country is still the same, the characters are all different, this situation and this scene make people sad, Wang Yanli is full of sorrow, and then stops, ready to return to the boat.

Wang Yan and the others walked back and forth on the road, but suddenly heard a sound of poetry in the distance, the voice was obviously drunk, Wang Yan couldn't help but stop.

The west wind shook the door all night, and the lonely shadow of depression was faint.Jiashan looked back for 3,000 miles, and there were no geese flying in the south of the sky.Once Jiuye Hongji rested, he was rampant and did not listen to the direct ministers' plans.Willing to surrender thousands of miles for captivity, the old country is sad and desolate in the jade palace.

Wang Yan vaguely heard the drunken voice and the poems he chanted clearly, but it was the confession of Song Huizong who was humiliated and nostalgic for his homeland after he was exiled to the north.

The poem fits the current scene, which makes Wang Yan's heart slightly touched.

At that moment, Wang Yan couldn't help but be interested in the person who recited the poem, so he went away to see him.

"Hou Fangyu! Yesterday, Lord Qian pleaded for you, and Lao Tzu let you go, but today you sent it to the door by yourself, not only committing the night, but also chanting anti-poems, do you want to die? Just as Wang Yan walked over, a small group of Qing soldiers suddenly arrived.

Seeing this, Wang Yan hurriedly stopped, but heard the leader of the Qing soldiers say: "What is the fourth son of Jiangnan, but now he is not as good as a dog." ”

"Haha~" Several Qing soldiers surrounded the drunken Hou Fangyu and laughed uncontrollably.

"You two, set it up and take it back to the prison, and I'll report to the general." The little leader commanded: "I heard that his family is rich in Henan, and there are countless gold and silver in the field, and now we have to spend a lot of gold and silver to deal with the upper and lower levels, and when the general gets benefits, we can also follow and improve our lives!" ”

When Wang Yan heard the words of those Qing soldiers, he realized that the young man who was dressed in a long robe and fell to the ground drunk was Hou Fangyu, one of the four princes.

Seeing him like this, it is difficult to think of the image of a talented man in the city of Nanjing, who is suave and suave.

Wang Yan actually doesn't like Hou Fangyu, which comes from the Hongguang Dynasty, Hou Fangyu was a Donglin general, who repeatedly participated in party struggles, and played an extremely negative role in the case of the pseudo-prince.

It was his and other Donglin Party members who waved the flag and shouted that Zuozhen had an excuse to rebel in the east, and Zuozhen's rebellion brought the imperial court into a situation from which it could never be recovered.

At this time, Wang Yan saw that the Qing soldiers wanted to take Hou Fangyu away, thinking that he must be indispensable to a big prison, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, and the Qing soldiers were only seven people, so he decided to save them.

At that moment, Wang Yan took Liu Shun and the others to take out the weapons wrapped in cloth, and then chased after them quickly with his sword.

The little leader of the Qing army, obviously a battle-hardened soldier, instinctively sensed the crisis behind him when Wang Yan and the others were still fifty steps away, and led several Qing soldiers to turn around.

The little leader saw that behind him, nearly twenty sturdy people with knives suddenly appeared, and his face couldn't help but change, and at this time, a group of people who still appeared on the street and were still wielding war knives were definitely not good stubble, so naturally they couldn't talk about the Qing Dynasty's royal law, and the little leader said with some horror: "What do you mean?" ”

"Let him go, my son-in-law won't be embarrassed to wait!" Liu Shun walked up, pointing the war knife in his hand at Hou Fangyu, looking very strong.

"This person has violated the laws of the imperial court, has a serious crime, and must be imprisoned, you have thought about the consequences if you do this!" The little leader and several Qing soldiers were also holding knives in their hands, obviously unwilling to give up easily, and the fat sheep in their hands.

Wang Yan stood behind Liu Shun and the others, and when he saw the little leader facing them, although he was afraid, he was not flustered, but he was a talent.

At this time, although Wang Yan was sure that he would kill all the Qing soldiers in front of him in a few moments, he still wanted to stay in Nanjing for a few days, and if he really did it, he would have to go south immediately tonight, so he decided to try another method.

Wang Yan had just listened to the conversation of a few Qing soldiers, which was nothing more than money, so he stepped forward and said: "A few brothers from the Green Battalion, here is a hundred taels of silver, I don't know if you can do it tonight, it has not happened!" ”

When several Qing soldiers heard this, they saw Wang Yan take out a small bag of silver, and their eyes couldn't help but light up, they were not real Manchurian, and they naturally had no loyalty to the Qing court, so they immediately looked at the little leader, their eyes were full of expectation.

One hundred taels is already a lot of wealth for a small soldier, and the little leader naturally will not refuse, so he immediately agreed: "There are really one hundred taels, naturally there is no problem." ”

When Wang Yan saw that he agreed, he motioned for the little leader to come and get the money.

Seeing this, the little leader hesitated slightly, but he still walked over, and he was just about to pick up the money bag, but his face couldn't help but change, and he immediately lowered his head.

In the night, Wang Yan didn't notice the change of the little leader, he still handed over the money bag to him, and the little leader didn't check it, and hurriedly put it in his arms, and then hurriedly retreated to a few Qing soldiers, put down Hou Fangyu, and turned around and went back to the city.

So Wang Yan hurriedly asked people to set up Hou Fangyu, but he did not return to the small boat moored on the Qinhuai River, but found another place to settle down out of prudence.

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