In the spring of Suzhou, the cold has not subsided, and more and more refugees have poured into Hang'an Fucheng.

Hou San'er, as the leader, under the guidance of Xu Buyan, found the big merchants in the city and urgently arranged many tents that had been unsalable for many years.

Overnight, thousands of tents stretched out outside the city, and many refugees rushed to buy necessities at the night market with Jun coins or jin gold in their pockets.

Mo Yun, who galloped in the middle of the night, finally arrived at this city that I didn't know if it could be regarded as a capital city under the jurisdiction of the Song State in the misty morning, and what I saw was the endless smoke.

Gao Zhengjin, who happened to meet on the way, held a straw pole in his mouth, looked at the dry food in his hand, thought about it for a moment, and threw it away: "There are so many hot things to eat, why eat this thing that tastes like chewing wax." Let's go, eat with my grandfather. ”

Mo Yun shook his head, jumped off his horse, tied his horse to a place far away from the refugee camp, and immediately followed Gao Zhengjin.

"I brought you here, and you haven't told me yet, what are you doing here?" Mo Yun looked at Gao Zhengjin suspiciously.

Gao Zhengjin walked around the refugee camp with his arms on his shoulders, sniffing here and smelling there, sometimes directly begging for a bowl of corn porridge, hulala drank a fine drink, and kept urging Mo Yun to hurry up and warm up, but he didn't answer Mo Yun's question.

When the two of them ate and drank, rubbing their bellies and bulging, Gao Zhengjin burped and found a place to sit down and look at the city wall of Hang'an Mansion not far in front:

"I have been to Song Guo three times, and every time I have been walking around Lin'an City, it is boring. Last night, I heard Bai Xianxuan say that there are refugees here, and there is a riot, I'm a person, I can't be idle, I just want to see what the refugees look like and what the riot process is. Curious...... It's just curious. I wanted to sneak out, but I didn't know I would meet you. ”

Gao Zhengjin said it lightly, and Mo Yun refused to believe half a word.

How can there be a horse that doesn't ride, walking slowly on the road, and as soon as he sees Mo Yun appearing in the night, he immediately jumps out and says that he can provide horses and walk together?

"Come on, you are the envoy of the Jun Empire, you have to sell the face of the empire, what do you like, I will return as soon as I find someone. The horses are in that little forest, and if you want to go into the city, bring them with you. Mo Yun got up and patted his buttocks, preparing to leave Gao Zhengjin and look for Xu Buyan's traces in Hang'an Mansion alone.

Gao Zhengjin jumped up and smacked his mouth: "I'll follow you." ”

"Why!" Mo Yun shouted.

"Low-key...... Ay...... Low-key, why did I run out of Lin'an City, isn't it because the nobles in Lin'an City are too mixed. I'm a messenger, and of course I'm going to see ...... The customs of the Song Kingdom. Gao Zhengjin straightened his chest, straightened his clothes with a smile, and raised his hand to point to the city gate in front of him: "Go!" ”

Mo Yun shook his head helplessly, with a casual expression, and walked towards the city gate first.

After walking a few steps, an old man's voice came from behind: "You are the envoy of the Jun Empire?" ”

Gao Zhengjin looked back with a smile, leaned down slightly, put his index finger to his mouth, and gently shushed: "Low-key, low-key." Old man, what's the matter with you, I, as the envoy of the Jun Empire, will help you talk about it. ”

The old man was neatly dressed, with a dish on his face, holding a bowl of corn paste: "Can you see General Song?" ”

"General Song? Jun Empire's? Gao Zhengjin's eyebrows raised, "If he is willing, I can probably sit at the end of his banquet." ”

The old man said with a smile: "On my behalf, I would like to thank General Song for saving the trainees of my city." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he turned and walked tremblingly towards a camp.

Gao Zhengjin looked at Mo Yun: "Don't you want to help?" ”

"Hey, the old man is looking for you, you are obviously close, you don't want to help, and let me help? You're still being unreasonable. Mo Yun shouted in the direction of the old man: "Old man, which city is you, this envoy can go back and tell General Song." ”

The old man squinted at them sideways, and said in a loud voice, "Mingcheng! ”

The two young men stood and watched as the old man slowly walked into the camp, where many people were respectful to him.

"Mingcheng? It seems to be around the country of washing. Mo Yun said.

"Don't worry about it, go back and tell General Song that is. I don't know how many city-states are destroyed every year, and I don't know how many vassal states are rebuilt. I heard that General Song took a concubine the year before last, and it seems that she was from Mingcheng. Gao Zhengjin rolled his eyes and walked past Mo Yun into the city gate.

There is no one guarding the city gate of Hang'an Mansion, and I don't know how many people go in and out of it.

There were many vendors carrying all kinds of things, rushing towards the refugee camp, shouting: "Hurry, hurry, this wave of business has passed, I don't know when the next wave will be." ”

Mo Yun looked back at the refugee camp: "Hey, when I entered the Song Kingdom, I saw a lot of refugees dying at the border card. These refugees don't look like refugees at all. ”

"Forty-five years of Chengping, do you think Song Guo is talking and playing? After entering the Song Kingdom, as long as he was not repatriated, he was in a comfortable nest. How many upheavals are praying for food and clothing. The Song State has it, why are they still worried? A more familiar voice came from behind.

Mo Yun turned around and scratched his head: "I thought it would take a lot of time to find you." ”

Xu Buyan looked tired: "I'm not a fugitive, do I need to hide?" I watched you being taken to prison, how did you get out so quickly? It is possible for King Song, this Zhao Zhe will not be released immediately. ”

Mo Yun shook his head: "Don't say it, I'm here to return your commission." After all...... Former Highness, I didn't protect it well. ”

Mo Yun didn't plan to tell Xu Buyan the true reason for His Royal Highness's violent death.

Xu Buyan was silent for a moment: "You came just in time, come, I'll take you to meet someone." By the way, did the murderers bring it? ”

Xu Buyan saw Mo Yun's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, and took the initiative to say, "Okay." Messenger, can you come with us? ”

Gao Zhengjin looked around at the city gate, and at this time he was stopping a vendor and bought a string of sugar gourds to eat: "Okay." I just don't know how to speak. ”

Mo Yun followed Xu Buyan to take a look around Hang'an Mansion, Xu Buyan seemed to be very familiar with Hang'an Mansion, and he had all kinds of allusions, delicious and fun about this city, such as a few treasures.

After turning around, Gao Zhengjin was holding all kinds of tricks, and even the extra packages were stuffed into Mo Yun.

The two of them staggered into the Hang'an Mansion.

There were many people in the mansion, and after Mo Yun took a look, he knew that these people were different from the people outside the city of Hang'an Mansion.

Their expressions were full of grief, and the atmosphere in the palace was quite depressing.

"It's all from the 'King Song Eats' Pavilion, you cover your face and don't show them." Xu Buyan reminded.

Mo Yun hurriedly moved the bag to his face.

Although His Royal Highness is dead, most of the people who have been guarding the 'King Song Eats' Pavilion are still alive.

Mo Yun also saw Da Zhuang.

Da Zhuang was surprised when he saw Mo Yun at first glance, then ran forward, naturally took a few packages, and said: "The third girl just left here this morning, she said that if she sees you one day, she will tell you and do it for herself." ”

"You're going to stay here? Don't catch me back? Mo Yun nodded.

"The eldest master has never sent me a word, it's not safe anywhere, the Song Kingdom is still successful, so feel more comfortable here."

……

Yuan Mou Liang led five hundred servants to arrive near Hang'an Mansion early in the morning, he found a high ground and looked at the city of Hang'an Mansion for a while, and found a messenger and ordered: "Tell His Highness the Prison State that there are too many refugees, the city is too big, and five hundred is not enough, so send more people." The officer nodded, and got on his horse and went to report in the direction of Lin'an City.

Yuan Mouliang sniffled, feeling the refreshing air dispersed in his internal organs:

"Awesome, no smell of blood. Alas......" he drew his knife, struck, listened to it, and sighed:

"The smell of blood, it's boring."