Looking out of the window of the flower hall, you can see the stars on the canopy, and the lights of countless flower boats on the mirror-like water. There are more and more guests in Wanhualou, and the painting boat is very lively, but this flower hall is very quiet, I don't know what materials are used to build, the noisy voices outside can not come in at all, only the sound of the Tongqin that is as clear as water, slowly comes out from behind a hanging red curtain on the west side of the room.

"Do you really no longer think of yourself as a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty?" The old man sighed.

"I'm not a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty." The man in white said calmly.

"It seems that Jinbang treats you very well." The old man smiled.

"The Jin people treat me as a national soldier, and I should repay them as a national soldier." The man in white said, "The Song people regard me like a mustard, and I regard the Song people like ants." This time he led the troops south, hated the demons who were evil, failed to break the city, and was defeated, which can be described as another big hatred in his life. ”

"You hate too much." The old man turned his head to look at the man in white, "This is not good, hatred will destroy everything, including yourself." ”

"Really?" The man in white looked out the window and watched the red silk dance on the moon.

"It's good to be young......," the old man muttered, not knowing whether to speak to himself or to others.

"I'm not young anymore, I'm in my early thirties." The man in white said.

"How is it better than an old man like me?" The old man raised his eyebrows, "He is also in the prime of life, his legs and feet are still dexterous, and he can walk ...... anywhere."

"I am a homeless person from all over the world, I can't compare to Mr. Su, I am rich and can live a stable life...... "The man in white said softly, "People's fates are different after all......"

"If you want to choose a prosperous and stable life, you can do it now." The old man looked at him and said earnestly, "Also, Red Aya...... Always waiting for you. ”

"I understand what you mean, Old Su, thank you here." The man in white looked out the window, "I came to Tokyo City this time, and it was also for the red silk ......"

"For Red Aya?" The old man sneered, "Do you know what a miserable end a woman like her will be once the Jin people break the city?" ”

"I have made it clear to the eldest prince that someone will protect her at that time." The man in white said calmly, "In the strategy I gave to deal with women after breaking the city, it is mainly aimed at the Zhao official family, so that the women of their royal relatives and nobles can be used to offset gold and silver, and the price is 2,000 ingots for each imperial concubine, 1,000 ingots for each concubine, emperor (princess), and princess, 500 ingots for Zongji (the daughter of the prince), 200 ingots for clan concubines (daughters of the royal family), 500 ingots for palace maids and clan women, 200 ingots for clan women and singers, 100 ingots of silver for women of good families, and 50 ingots of silver for maids. It's a pity ......"

Listening to the words of the man in white, the old man couldn't help but gasp.

"You're so ruthless!"

"How the Song people treat me, I will repay it, that's all."

"Even if the Zhao Guan's family is not good, there are hundreds of thousands of people in this city, and they will never be tied up, even if the Jin people can break the city and want to seize the golden silk of their children, they will never succeed easily!"

"Last time the city was besieged, Su Lao also saw it, the gold, silver, cattle and horses demanded by the Jin people, but the Zhao Guan's family sent a lot, and there should be Su Lao's own, right?"

The old man was speechless for a moment.

As for the last time when the war was still promising, why Emperor Zhao Huan was keen to negotiate with Jin, he still can't figure it out.

In order to meet the conditions of the Jin people, Emperor Zhao Huan ordered a large-scale looting in the city, up to the clothes, chariots and horses, sacrificial vessels of the temple, down to the gold and silver things in the homes of the wealthy families and ordinary citizens in the city, and finally scraped together 200,000 taels of gold and 4 million taels of silver, and the people of Tokyo were empty.

In that large-scale raid, Wanhualou was naturally not spared, but fortunately, Su Lao was prepared in advance, so the gold and silver that were forcibly searched were not much, but it was also a great loss.

For the traitorous ministers responsible for the looting such as Wang Shiyong, the "grandfather of the golden man", and Wang Xiaodi, the "Four Exhaust Chinese Books", it can be said that everyone in Tokyo City has cut their teeth.

"Now that the Jin people have been defeated, your plan has failed, I'm afraid that you won't be able to mix with the Jin people, right?" The old man looked at the man in white coldly, "That's why you secretly returned to this Tokyo City again?" ”

"No, this time it's just because of that demon who is making a mistake, and there is a small setback, and I killed that demon man." The man in white turned around and looked at the old man, "He won't be rampant for long." ”

"Hehe, legend has it that he is the immortal 'Qilin Immortal' who came down to save the people of the Great Song Dynasty, everyone in this Tokyo city is revered, but you say that it is a demon, he destroyed tens of thousands of gold soldiers alone, the mana is boundless, you are just an ordinary man, no matter how capable you are, you can definitely not be compared with the immortals." The old man sneered.

"What 'Qilin Immortal', it's just a demon who can fly into the air, when he went to attack the camp, I fought with him and gave him an arrow to drill his brain, but unfortunately the shot was slightly off, sideways through his face, even so, he was seriously injured and couldn't spit fire, and fled in embarrassment." The man in white replied.

A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes when he heard this, but he suddenly noticed that the man in white coughed lightly, and a trace of pain appeared on his face, but it was fleeting.

"Since he was injured and fled, why did the golden camp ignite a fire and killed and injured more than 10,000 people? Why did Jin Bing retreat? The old man still sneered, "I think, even if what you say is true, then he must not be seriously injured, and he can recover quickly, so he comes back and kills, you can't resist it, that's the truth." If not, you wouldn't have been hurt so badly, would you? ”

The man in white's face turned red, and he was about to speak, when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked up at the window unwillingly, and fainted.

The evening breeze blows the fragrant scent of mountain flowers, and a thin mist rises on the river. Looking at the moon shadow in the middle of the lake from the painting boat, the figure of the woman dancing on the moon is like a swallow. From time to time, the end of the belt hangs into the water, and it is swirled to bring out the splashes.

The dance steps gradually accelerated, and to the music in the painting boat, the moon shadow saw only flying red skirts and long hair fluttering like ink satin.

The picturesque woman dances in an ethereal manner, turning around, her sleeves pulled up by the wind, revealing her perfectly shaped elbows.

The old man's gaze swept across the sky, and the brilliance of the bright moon suddenly rose.

"Eclipse!" An exclamation came from nowhere.

Above the canopy, a dark blue gap appeared on the edge of the jade-like bright moon, and the silver light of the bright moon seemed to be being swallowed up. In an instant, the sound of silk and bamboo in the painting boat stopped as if it was dumb, and people ran out of the cabin one after another.