Chapter Ninety-Eight: There seems to be an injustice
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Naturally, there are still those few people here, as well as Li Zhong.
Since Li Zhong has found here, saving Zhou Tong is naturally to save him, Zheng Zhi is also trying to recall some other things in his heart, thinking about whether he can find some useful memories from his memory, but no matter how he thinks about it, he only thinks that this Erlong Mountain is the territory of Lu Da Wusong and Yang Zhi, and Lu Da and Yang Zhi killed the cottage captured by Deng Long.
"Brother, this time Li Zhong is looking for it, we will definitely help you." Luda also drank a bowl of old wine, and he also knew about the matter, so he naturally asked for help.
Li Zhong saw Luda speak, and hurriedly got up to toast, hearing this kind of words, his heart was naturally moved.
"Saving is inevitable, this time to save Brother Zhoutong, there must be a plan, first to replace the bus with the small species, people can't go more, just wait for my brothers to take a few people to go by themselves, but what kind of rescue method is this, I can only take one step at a time." Zheng Zhi opened his mouth at this time, which was to determine this matter, and to calm Li Zhong's mind.
"Official, when are we leaving?" Li Zhong listened to Zheng Zhi's words and was naturally overjoyed. But he hurriedly asked again, for fear that one more day would make it impossible to save his life this week.
"I'll eat the wine here tonight, rest properly, go to Xinqingju tonight, have a holiday with the prime minister, and leave tomorrow morning." Zheng Zhi didn't delay either, and he also had a plan in his heart.
This Erlong Mountain is also a dangerous place, this time, it is natural to include it in the bag, and the peach blossom mountain guards the horns, in the future will always have to see the heroes of Liangshan, with this territory in hand, there will be a foothold in the future.
Everyone didn't talk much, and Luda and Shi went in and out to settle Li Zhong's seven or eight people. Lin Chong naturally went home and explained to his wife that he was going to go far away, and it would take about two months to go back and forth. Wang Jin went to rest by himself, and Zheng Zhi, who was in charge, arranged for Wang Jin to guard in Weizhou and not go to Erlong Mountain.
Sun Shengchao and Niu Da together, now also live in the outer courtyard of Zheng Zhi's house, but more and more accustomed to it, this battle, Sun Shengchao also has some reputation in Weizhou, although everyone laughs, but if Sun Shengchao bravely stands at the head of the formation and kills seven people, it is also admired. With the respect of others, Sun Sheng is also naturally living a relaxed life.
Zheng Zhi returned to the inner hall and prepared to write a letter to Gyeongju, but Jin Cuilian waited aside, grinding ink and licking the pen, and pressed the paper with a paperweight.
Zheng Zhi took the brush, but he couldn't get his hands on it, but he could recognize the traditional Chinese characters, and he could write a lot, but Zheng Zhi couldn't use this brush, if a letter was crooked, how could he be embarrassed to send it to the planter's road.
If you take a charcoal pen to write, Zheng Zhi can also write a relatively neat handwriting, which is also embarrassing to show to the planter. Zheng Zhi was in trouble for a while, put down the brush, and looked at Jin Cuilian.
"Little mercy, how is your handwriting?" Zheng Zhi asked, last time Jin Cuilian asked about her lyrics, saying that she would go back and write it down, Zheng Zhi thought of this, and naturally wanted Jin Cuilian to ghostwrite.
"The slave doesn't know how his handwriting is, so he can only write neatly." Jin Cuilian replied with a puzzled expression.
Zheng Zhi was naturally happy, and stuffed the pen into Jin Cuilian's hand, and said, "I'll tell you, you will write." ”
At this time, Zheng Zhi was also thinking in his heart, it seems that this brush still needs to be practiced, not to seek dragon flying and phoenix dance, but also to be able to write letters or something. It didn't matter before, but now that I'm an official, these things will always be indispensable in the future.
Jin Cuilian didn't ask much, picked up the pen, and sat down on the chair that Zheng Zhi let go.
The content of the letter is nothing, first to report on the recent military affairs in Weizhou, and then to take a vacation of about two months. The reason is also simple, just say that there is a family of the same clan in Kaifeng Mansion, that is, Zheng Chong and Zheng Jin's family, the only elder in the family passed away, and took a few people to the funeral.
Now there is nothing to do in the Weizhou army, and everything has returned to its original track. The ancients had the most important filial piety, and if the family died of a loved one, no matter what, it was also necessary to keep filial piety, even if it was an official, it was also a resignation to keep filial piety.
The letter was sent out overnight.
Early in the morning of the second day, it was a good spring, and the drizzle continued, and a team of people and horses on the official road, dressed in clothes and hats, were either carrying wooden boxes, or carrying brocade cloth and oiled paper long packages, or directly exposed half of the murder weapon from the inside of the robe.
Such a group of people galloped on horseback, and pedestrians on the left and right gave way, and only glanced at the side, and they could also feel a fierce atmosphere.
It was Zheng Zhi and Luda, Shi Jin, Lin Chong, Sun Shengchao, and Niu Da with ten elite soldiers, as well as Shi Jin's teenage apprentice Gai Yi. plus Li Zhong seven or eight people.
Playing horses to the east, the route is also Li Zhong well-planned, passing through the south of Yan'an Fu, passing through Shaohua Mountain, going to Jinzhou, and going straight to Hebei East Road. If you go further east, it is the boundary of Shandong, and Hebei and Shandong are the land of heroism.
After traveling for more than ten days, this day was out of the trail and entered the official road of Jinju, Zheng Zhi looked up at the sky, it was close to noon, and his stomach also felt hungry.
Along the way, there were only two sunny days, and Zheng Zhi also thought in his heart, this spring rain is really powerful, thousands of miles, and it really rains endlessly. However, this good spring rain is also good, and the farming society is to be such a smooth year.
When there are not many people, there are inns on the side of the road, and there are several families next to the inns.
"This rain is really gone, and I don't know when it will end." Shi Jin saw that Zheng Zhi's horse had slowed down, so he naturally knew what Zheng Zhi meant, and complained after hitting the horse and Zheng Zhi.
"It's a good rain and a good year, come into this store and warm up." Zheng Zhi slowly reined in the horse, reached out and wiped the rain on his face, although there was a hat, but it couldn't stop the drizzle soaking, after a long time, the cool breeze blew on the horse, and it naturally felt cold. This clammy feeling is different from the cold of winter, but it is also shivering.
When everyone came to the door of the inn, naturally some people arranged for the horses to eat.
"Official, after crossing Hedong Road, it is this Hebei West Road, and you have to catch up with the Ten Days Road." Whenever Li Zhong arrived, he consciously came to report to Zheng Zhi, but he didn't need Zheng Zhi to ask.
"It's best if there is no rain, this rain is really annoying." Ruda's deep voice rang out again.
Everyone entered the door, took off their robes and hats, untied the murder weapon and put it on the table.
Xiao Er, who was about to step forward to serve, saw clearly this group of big men who took off their hats and robes, and saw the tattoos on the faces of many people, and then looked at the bright murder weapon, and was so frightened that he took two steps back, and was horrified in his heart, thinking that where did this come from a group of strongmen, in case of a bad reception, I was afraid that my life would be lost. He hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.
"You cowered so much, don't you have some good wine with the sprinklers." Luda was already suffocated by the continuous drizzle, and when he saw that the little two were slow to step forward, he opened his mouth to scold.
As soon as Luda's evil words came out, Xiao Er was even more frightened and took a few steps back. Shi Jin stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Er, and said with a smile: "Little Second Brother, don't be afraid, I'm all good people, you can have some good wine with my brother." ”
After speaking, Shi Jin took out a few copper coins and gave them to the small second-hand. Luda didn't know that his voice was terrifying, but Shi Jin was used to walking some rivers and lakes, so he naturally knew the image of his group, so he naturally opened his mouth to comfort Xiao Er, otherwise he would really not be able to eat this wine and food.
Xiao Er took the copper coin, heard Shi Jin's words, and although he was still scared in his heart, he also trembled and went to the back to serve wine.
After Zheng Zhi took everyone to clean the rain on his body, he just sat down.
A few more people came in at the door, and in front of them were two officials in official clothes, and then a man in shackles came in, with a white face, and two more officials came in behind, and finally a figure who looked like a head catcher came in.
Before, it was an official who held a water and fire stick in his hand and a knife in his waist, but this is the last one to come in and carry a small simple knife.
Apparently five officials were escorting the prisoners on their way.
When the head-catcher entered the inn, he raised his voice and shouted: "Xiao Er, bring the wine quickly." ”
When Zheng Zhi heard it, the accent was familiar, it was the accent of Jingzhaofu. When you reach the ground of Dehe East Road, you can still hear the northwest accent, which is rare.
Several people also shook off the rain on their bodies and sat down at an empty table. The prisoner was pressed directly to the ground and sat down.
At this time, Xiao Er just came out from the back with two wine jars and a stack of wine bowls.