The military tent outside Lin'an City is clearly divided, and the patrol soldiers are vigilant.

Zhong Kui, the martial artist of the Washing Country, is powerful, and his long-term high position brings a momentum of not being angry and self-imposing, and he has added a decisive decision to kill after a long time on the battlefield.

In addition to Shi Zhongkui, there were eight other people present, one of whom stood in the center of the military tent, and was asking for the head of the city lord of Mingcheng and the area where the city was located, and it was assigned to his lord.

Shi Zhongkui's deep voice sounded in the big tent: "Mingcheng has been destroyed, the night arrow Hang'an Mansion has burned the remaining people in Mingcheng, your son refuses to look for it, but let us spend precious troops to help you find the head of the city lord of Mingcheng, you can't help but look too high at yourself." ”

The man in the center of the military tent suddenly froze, as if he suddenly remembered that this coalition army was headed by the country, and hurriedly diverted his spitting words just now: "This Ji Guo is really, saying that they will act together, why are they special and go to the side of their own tent?" ”

Shi Zhongkui's face was expressionless, and the other princes and generals under his account did not say a word.

The general coughed a few times, and his eyes signaled to a general who had always been good friends, and he was responded by a pair of white eyes.

Just when he was embarrassed, a slightly cold wind blew in from outside the tent, and he was overjoyed, and when he looked back, he smiled: "It seems that there is good news." As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned dark, and he quickly covered his nose and stepped aside.

Although the rest of the generals were tempted to laugh at him, when the people outside the tent walked in, the stench still gave them time to cover their noses.

Shi Zhongkui's expression did not change, he looked at Zheping who slowly walked to the front of the tent and asked, "Zhexian, do you have good news?" ”

Zheping said with a glance: "You are worried, I have lived in Lin'an City for twenty-four years, and I am reluctant." ”

Shi Zhongkui chuckled: "I don't fight this battle, I consume food, and I have to listen to some clowns jumping off the beam every day, which is really unpleasant." I like this sentence of the strategy. ”

"The king of Song died in the sea, and his grandson Zhao Zhe committed suicide, and now Hong Cexiang has been elected as the prime minister." Teppei corrected.

"It doesn't matter if he's big or small. Hurry up and knock down Lin'an City, we can also retreat our troops, and we are about to enter the month of Ming Jiu (March), and the fields have to lay seedlings, don't miss the agricultural time! Senior brother, I'll just listen to you, let's fight! A general in Greek armor muttered.

Shi Zhongkui raised his hand and pressed down: "General Xi, don't be impatient." Delay him for one more day today, and fight him to the end tomorrow. ”

The generals in the tent dispersed in twos and threes, leaving only Zheping and Shi Zhongkui.

Shi Zhongkui's calm face was flooded with a hint of waves, and he felt a little unfinished.

"I responded to the Bai family's request, which means that the city gate will be opened tonight, so what am I going to fight? Tens of thousands of troops for several days and nights in a row, without fighting a single battle, just dispersed? It's uncomfortable. ”

"I'm going to find the lord of the world, don't continue to bother the master here, and say goodbye." Master Zheping Zhong Kui muttered to himself and offered to take his leave.

"Zhe Da Sage, you really don't want to stay and assist the king? Mr. is highly talented, it is rare in the world, why not stay in the court and work with us to fight for the king's hegemony? Shi Zhongkui asked.

"The king is majestic and strategic, and he is really the dragon and phoenix among people. Zheping did not hide from the generals, and took advantage of the six years of Xiao Shi to ignore the people's livelihood and life, and expanded vigorously, although there were more than 100 cities, but the internal foundation was unstable, and the external troubles were hidden. Once the army of the Xiguo family is hit hard, I am afraid that the Xiguo will not be able to stay on the prince for long. Zheping has a saying to listen to the general, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. After saying that, Teppei turned around and walked out.

"Where does the gentleman think the lord of the world is?" Shi Zhongkui kept the last sentence in mind and asked loudly.

"I shall search all the world." Teppei's voice came into the tent through the curtain of the door, with a slight wind in it.

Shi Zhongkui sat in his position and pondered for a long time, then suddenly took out a small wooden book from under the desk, found a bamboo board that was not clean and smooth, and neatly recorded the eight words "gentlemen do not stand under the dangerous wall".

The handwriting is strong and powerful, and the sharp spirit is unstoppable.

……

The trainees have actually been paying attention to the movements of the coalition forces outside, and when they found that many soldiers in the coalition army began to light fires and cook, some people immediately went down the city tower and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin'an City gathered most of the famous families for the first time since the death of the Song King in the sea.

This meeting was the first meeting of Hong Xuchou as the prime minister.

"As long as they can protect our interests from being violated, even if they give up some money and food, I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

"What are you talking about, the bones of the first king are still there, and you are going to give up the Song Kingdom that has been peaceful for forty years to the foreign invaders, I don't agree!"

"You're thinking of a solution? There was no army in the whole city, except for the guards of Wang Weisi. There are tens of thousands of coalition troops stationed in the outer city. ”

"I ...... I...... I listen to the big picture! ”

Quarrels like this went back and forth many times after entering the Prime Minister's Mansion and starting the meeting.

Every time, the result is to return to Hong Xuchou and let him make up his mind.

Mo Yun stood beside Hong Xuchou, always alerting if there would be an assassin or something among these people.

Later, he felt that he was thinking too much, and he could say a lot of things about these gangs, and he refused to take any of them, and assassinated them? Do you have the courage?

Mo Yun even felt that these people were not as good as Lin Rongpo.

Of course, there are some people who never speak, such as Lin Zhongnan, Bai Xianxian, Xu Qin and others.

According to Mo Yun's thoughts, these people who don't open their mouths are the ones who can really take charge of things, and I'm afraid that it won't have any effect if they talk about the sky.

Thinking about it like this, Mo Yun felt that he seemed to understand something......

Hong Xuchou sat with a smile, whenever something came to him, he pushed it back or something, and he didn't look like he had an idea.

This made Mo Yun a little puzzled, but after thinking about it on the point he had inadvertently understood just now, he seemed to be able to understand the reason why Hong Xuchou did this.

It wasn't until the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was pushed open by a pair of hands, and a person came in that surprised Mo Yun, that Hong Xuchou raised his hand and pressed down on the voices of these people.

Then, Hong Xuchou walked forward quickly, helped the old man into the house, and asked him to take a seat:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the chief official of the selection of this Golden Concubine Meeting, from the palace in Jingjun City of the Jun Empire, the Hanfu Palace."

Hong Xuchou was not loud, and the courtyard was not loud, but the noise died down for a while.

"The palace?" Lin Zhongnan lost his voice.

"The Golden Concubine will be a good time for His Majesty the Emperor of the Jun Empire to give us the prestige of our country, how can we mess up because some clowns are jumping outside. Even if the tigers and wolves outside the city don't care about the rebellion caused by the hatred of our Song Kingdom, I'm afraid they won't dare to muddy His Majesty's Concubine Jin. That's a capital offense! Hong Xuchou did not explain the meaning of the palace, and after getting the old man's consent, he made a generous speech.

Mo Yun looked at the old man, who noticed his gaze and turned his head to smile at him.

A voice suddenly sounded in his heart: "Little one, meet again." ”

This old man is the old man who entered the beauty seventy-two with Mo Yun in the "King Song Eats" restaurant, and was blocked all the way.

"Ah, with the Han Mansion Palace, what are we afraid of the Confederate army? If you don't open your eyes and offend the Han Palace, isn't it the Lord of the Palace. The palace minister is ......" Some people finally grasped the meaning of the words "palace", and their expressions suddenly became rich, sweeping away the somewhat decadent appearance just now.

"The old man only needs the confederate forces to ensure that the golden concubine meeting will be held normally and the lady who His Majesty the Emperor likes will be selected, and he will do his duty. Outside of your duty, that's your own business, and it has nothing to do with the old man. ”

After listening to the words of Hanfu Palace, some people secretly sighed, some people secretly rejoiced, and so on.

These changes in expression were all seen by Hong Xuchou and Han Fu Gong.

"Old man Dijin, meet Hanfu Palace." Suddenly, Old Man Dickin's voice rang out in the crowd, and the crowd moved out of the way, revealing his rickety body that had been stripped of his spine overnight.

Dijin, the general who once guarded the city of Lin'an from being breached, suddenly bent over after forty-five years of walking on the road of the Song Kingdom with his back straight. The king of Song has died, and the foreign invaders have invaded, and the general of the year-

It has long been gray-haired and no one has used it.

Hong Xuchou stepped forward in small steps and helped Di Jin to the front of the Han Palace.

Han Fu Gong stood up, let go of his seat, and invited Di Jin to sit on it, and he said:

"In terms of seniority, I am a generation younger than you. In terms of priority, this is the boundary of the Song Kingdom. In terms of merit, I am a palace eunuch, but you are the minister of Kuangfu who protects the Song Kingdom from being destroyed. In any case, it should be my Hanfu palace to worship the old general, not the palace eunuch to worship the general in vain. Please bow to the old general! ”

Han Fu Gong knelt on his knees as he spoke, worked neatly, and seriously kowtowed to Di Jin three times.

The first sound: I salute you for fighting bloodily and defending the country with soldiers and horses.

The second ring: I respect you to take off your armor and return to your hometown, and run to see Chengping Song Kingdom.

The third sound: I respect you for the head of the national crisis, and the veteran of the bones wants to fight on the battlefield.

Although you are dying of old age, the wind is still full of wrinkles, but the Song Kingdom has been peaceful for forty-five years, if you did not swear to defend it to the death, there would be no prosperity in the future.

These three bows, knocking on the stone, knocking and knocking, almost made Digin's heart boil again.

These three bows made Mo Yun see that there were people in this world who remembered the kindness of others.

These three worships, even Hong Xuchou couldn't help but feel ashamed, and even made all the famous Song families present feel embarrassed.

Somehow Dickin's vision was a little blurry, and over the years, he finally understood why he wanted to be an old general who swore to die in bed.

I don't know who took the lead, and one after another people in the courtyard knelt down.

Maybe they're putting on a show, maybe they're genuinely ashamed, maybe they're some other reason.

Deakin looked at all this and suddenly cried, like a child who had grown up but was never spoiled again.

……

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

In Lin'an City, four horns rose, and the sound of deep groans spread out in all directions.

In the big tent of the coalition army, Shi Zhongkui led the rest of the generals of the state to the camp gate and looked at the gate of Lin'an City, which had never been opened for several days, slowly opening in front of him.

Shi Zhongkui looked around, and saw the Ji Guo camp in the distance, which was independent of the coalition camp, and there was also a brave young general who looked across the horse, as if sensing his gaze, and the little general's eyes were like a cold arrow.

Shi Zhongkui couldn't help but close his eyes, until that awe-inspiring meaning dissipated, he slowly opened them, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead: "Ji Lianzhu." Good martial arts! ”

Facing the gate of the coalition camp, an old general in armor took the lead, his body was straight, and he didn't look like an old dragon bell. Then an old man, then a chubby official, and then many others.

Among them are also the Bai family members who are familiar to Shi Zhongkui.

"What's going on? Planning to surrender? This surrender should also be Hong Xuchou holding the seal, why is he a bad old man? A general behind him wondered.

"Who's coming?" The old general's voice is like a bell, swinging and slashing the ground, although because of the lack of strength of the old man, but it can also be seen that the momentum is like a rainbow.

"Wash the country's martial arts, Shi Zhongkui!"

"Why do you trample on my territory, kill me and train people, and destroy my country!"

"There should be a strong person in the world to get it, and Song Guochengping has been weak for forty-five years, and he has long been unable to fight. The lord of the country is majestic and strategic, and it is at the time of the great ambition, you are weak and small, and you will not invade your territory, so whose territory will you occupy? Shi Zhongkui laughed and stepped forward.

Mo Yun stood behind Hong Xuchou, and when he heard the words of the military minister on the other side, he felt that this person was really the same as what was written in the letter, and he was so arrogant that people couldn't make sense.

"Do you know that Bei Jin and Nan Jun have an agreement with the Song State, and they also have agreements with the states, how can you tear up the agreement, and you are not afraid that Bei Jin and Nan Jun will punish you!" The old general asked sharply.

"Hahaha...... Thirty-one years since the founding of the country, we have never seen such a ridiculous agreement. The dignified Wangjue country, the national name of the Zhuzhan Plain, actually wants the two empires to join forces to protect it, which is simply a loss of the martial tradition of hundreds of years of conquest in the Zhuzhan Plain! How can an old dog make such noise! How can the old dog be seen in the war plains under the nine prisons! What kind of face does the dignified Song Kingdom have in the world! Forty-five years ago, I should have destroyed you, but they couldn't, my Shi Zhongkui is bound to step on the foundation of your Song Kingdom after forty-five years, and let your Song Kingdom be wiped out in the Plains of Battles from now on! Shi Zhongkui's voice became higher and higher, his tone was arrogant, every sentence was heart-wrenching, and every word was bloody.

"Just a little Huangkou, dare you!" The old general was hoarse, but he saw that Changge in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, his body was crooked, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Mo Yun's eyes were quick, and he immediately rushed forward to hug the old general, but when he saw that the old general Dickin's eyes were dilated, he looked at Mo Yun, but he didn't know who he was looking at.

He said:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty ......"

Forty-five years ago, the middle-aged general shed blood on the battlefield, just to wait for the return of the son who was willing to be humiliated, even if the land was declining, he had to guard the pure land of the Song State and the people.

Forty years ago, the middle-aged general took off his armor and burst into tears, wondering what would become of the Song Kingdom in the future.

Twenty-four years ago, a retired veteran general who had entered his twilight years met a young man in the court, and the middle-aged king said to him excitedly: "Old General Dijin, Lone introduces you to you, this is Hong Xuchou." Solitary...... Lone has something to tell you...... It won't be long, it won't be long before you can go into battle again and fight for the Song Kingdom. ”

"King, don't you want this Song Kingdom?" At that time, I thought that the middle-aged King Song had forgotten the shame.

King Song laughed: "Sitting alone on this throne for one day is the king of Song for one day." How dare you not be lonely! Old general, look at it, Lone not only wants you to put on the battlefield, but also needs to borrow your military power to defeat a big Song Kingdom. Be a Majesty! ”

……

Yes, Your Majesty.

The old minister has waited for forty years, but he has waited for you to die in the sea.

The old minister waited for forty years, but he waited for the hatred of the country.

If the old minister can be younger, twenty years younger, he must carry the sons of the Song Kingdom to lay a big country for you.

Your Majesty...... Old minister, here it is.