Chapter Ninety-Three: The Thunderstorm (Part II)

"Evil Barrier!" When Du Zundao heard this, his anger hit him again. "What is sick, he and Peng Da have the same idea, and they just want to stand by and watch. Hmph, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world. But that's okay, when the old man reorganizes the dynasty in the future, they won't blame the old man for being cold!! ”

"Xia Guan also thinks that there is no need to keep all these people!" Luo Wensu nodded, and echoed very considerately, "It's just a lonely ghost released by Zhu Chongjiu, if it wasn't for the prime minister's kindness to take it in, it would have become a roadside starvation." How can you still survive to this day?! ”

"Humph! Shengmien, Doumiqiu, the most wrong thing the old man did was to let them eat too much! Du Zundao pursed his lips, and a cold light surged in his eyes, "Send an order to Cui De of the Imperial Forest Army to closely monitor the movements of the Pan Mansion." If you find anything abnormal, just rush in for me, and don't leave a single one! ”

"Yes!" Luo Wensu agreed and turned around. Du Zundao stopped him from behind again, "Wait, let's not be busy passing on the order first, what is the morale of the Royal Forest Army?" ”

"Since I learned that the prime minister sent all the remaining wealth of his family to them, everyone is willing to die for the country!" Luo Wensu arched his hand and responded loudly.

"That's right, martial arts, you should obey the dispatch of the civilian officials, don't make your own decisions. I'm a big Song, when will it be the turn of the martial artist to ride on Wenchen's head and point fingers?! Du Zundao heard and nodded with satisfaction.

The Great Song Dynasty in his memory was a prosperous era for civil officials. The emperor and the prime minister sat down and discussed, and ruled the world together with the scholars. In the million-strong army, the head of the general is not as good as the roll call outside the Donghua Gate. It's a pity that the destiny of heaven is not good, and the north has risen Jurchen and Mongolia successively! Now that the good fortune of the Mongols has finally come to an end, the Great Song Dynasty will surely be revived. And Du is the minister of the restoration of the Great Song Dynasty, half of the Analects rule the world, and the other half of the Analects assist the prince.

Only Liu Futong, the puppet, is self-righteous, and as a military general, he clings to the power of the right minister. Did he think that his wolf ambition was not clear to others? Dream! Du is going to get rid of him for King Song today! Since he never knew how to advance or retreat, he didn't blame Du for being ruthless.

"Prime Minister!" Just as he was thinking about it, Luo Wensu's voice came from his ears again, "It's getting late, Xiaguan, Xiaguan wants to go to inspect the Imperial Forest Army on behalf of the prime minister, I don't know, I don't know what else the prime minister commands!" ”

"Huh? Without! Du Zundao waved his hand, his face flushed sickly. Go ahead! You're a good guy! ”

Deep down, he felt that he should keep Luo Wensu and say a few more words. This person is his absolute confidant, and he must be appeased when it is time to be appeased. Although he doesn't have a good face for those martial artists, this person is a civil official, and between civil officials and civil officials, there is another way of getting along, which is completely different from saying goodbye!

The biggest problem of the Great Song Dynasty was that it did not thoroughly implement the rule of culture to the end. first came out of a perverse Wang Anshi, and then came out of Gao Yu, Tong Guan and other eunuchs, who were not literate or martial, and were in charge of the military. If Sima Xianggong had been very spicy back then, he would have cut down Wang Anshi's remnants and eradicated them

"Click!" A miserable white electric light flashed outside the door, causing the lamp to sway. A dog barked suddenly, but it was soon swallowed up by rolling thunder.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the yard was already full of water. None of the guards on duty dared to leave the guard without permission, and stood in the cold mud with their legs gritting their teeth.

Someone pushed open the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, carrying a lantern in one hand and a head that had long lost its bloody color. "Who?!" The guards instinctively asked, but then slowly released the fingers pressed against the hilt of their knives.

The head is a centurion who has just been executed, and the person who comes must be the prime minister's henchman.

Only the Bingcui glazed lamp produced in Huaiyang can be used in rainy days, and those who can afford to use the Bingcui glazed lamp must be rich and expensive in Bianliang City.

The two conditions are added together, and such a character, no matter what purpose they come with, they can't afford to provoke them.

More footsteps came from outside, and more lanterns appeared behind the rain curtain. The guards had just released their fingers and pressed them on the hilt of their knives again. The upper and lower teeth began to collide incessantly, "cluck, cluck, cluck". Not even the thunder in the sky could hide it.

In the wings on both sides of the main hall, all the generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion rushed out. One by one, armed with spears and short knives, quickly set up a dense phalanx on the steps. "Stop, who dares to break into the Prime Minister's Mansion at night? Don't quit yet! ”

The other party did not respond, and continued to stride into the courtyard with the lantern.

The blood stains on the lantern-illuminated skull had been washed away, and the guard centurion, who had been executed by order of Du Zundao, had his eyes widened.

Hundreds of soldiers wrapped in iron armor marched slowly, forming a line of ten people for every ten. The capital of each row carried another jade glass lamp, and the bright flame danced suddenly in the rain.

"What are you going to do, whose subordinates are you, you dare to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to make trouble", the family pulled Du Feng open his throat and scolded loudly, not hoping to scare the other party, but just asking Du Zundao in the house to quickly escape through the back door after hearing it.

The guards pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords and slowly moved forward. But the vast majority of them did not dare to pull out the blade. The comer was heavily armoured, and his face was behind the face protection. If they were intent on rebellion, the generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion would not be able to stop their first round of impact. So if you can stay out of it, it's best not to follow the blind mix!

The other party still didn't respond, just slowly adjusted the formation. With the head in the center, a cone-shaped array was slowly formed in the not wide vestibule of the Xiangfu. Like a beast of prey, it bared its cold teeth at its prey.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck" "Cluck, cluck, cluck" The guards on duty were weak in their hands and feet, and they no longer dared to move half a step. The generals and servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion also turned pale one by one, holding their weapons and slowly retreating.

One, two, three, butt to the door of the main hall. The door was slammed open from within. Du Zundao finally discovered that the voice outside was wrong, and poked his head out angrily, "What's the matter, who is making noise outside!" ”

"Click! Click! Several bolts of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating the pale faces of the generals around him, as well as the hundreds of cold iron armors ten paces away.

The people who came were the elite of a hundred battles, which could be seen from the speed of their formation and the neatness of their formation. Only those who have rolled in the sea of corpses and blood will not feel the coldness of the rain. Only the guy who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood can still wear iron armor meticulously in such cruel weather.

"It's over!" After the lightning, Du Zundao's eyes were dark. Someone reversed, and someone rushed to the door before he could do it.

"Prime Minister, let's go!" A family will Du Fang carry him with his body, and at the same time shout anxiously. "Hurry up, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid-ah!"

A spear burst through the air, shooting the loyal Du Fang upside down and nailing it directly to the floor of the room. The tail of the ash spear was castrated, swinging back and forth in mid-air.

"Whoa!" The guards around them, who were at a loss, immediately scattered and fled for their lives. It doesn't matter if you can get out of the gate or not, you can hide as far as you can.

The generals and the family members on the steps fled more than half of them in an instant. The rest huddled together like frightened sheep, trembling like chaff in front of the ironclad army standing still in the torrential rain.

"Who the hell are you? Do you want to rebel? After all, Du Zundao is a person who has been a prime minister, and he basically has the courage to match his ambition. Knowing that the general trend had gone, he still pushed away the family in front of him, and asked in a dumb voice.

It's just that his voice sounds very distant, as if it doesn't come from his own throat.

"There is a question from Prime Minister Lao!" The ironclad army commander who took the lead finally spoke, first handed the lantern to the brothers around him, and then carefully put down the head in his other hand, "Guide to Zhao Junyong, the chief of De, and I was ordered to come to Kuang to help the Song family, kill the traitors, and clear the king's side!" ”

With that, he raised his hand and pushed it on the face armor, revealing a Sven face inside.

"You, Zhao Junyong!" Du Zundao's heart twitched violently, and his voice became sharp and thin, "You, you just promised your true appearance in the afternoon, and you want to do your best to support King Song." You, how can you, how can you be so fast"

"Is it a reversal?" Zhao Junyong took his words and responded with a sneer, "Zhao Mou did say that he would do his best to support the Song family. So when he heard that King Song was in trouble tonight, Zhao immediately led his brothers to kill him! ”

"You, you, you" Du Zundao was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his hand stretched out in the rain trembled like a residual lotus. "You, you, you quibble, you, no, shameless"

"At the beginning, Zhao also entrusted someone to give King Song half a talisman. Zhao once claimed that when he saw the soldiers, he immediately put on his helmet and let him be dispatched! Zhao Junyong smiled again, his voice full of the arrogance of the victor. Prime Minister, what about the military talisman? Where is Zhao's talisman? ”

"Talismans?" Du Zundao was slightly stunned when asked, and then, like a drowning man looking for a straw, he touched his body, "Soldier talisman, what about the soldier talisman?" That half of the talisman"

"The Talisman is here!" Someone was at the gate, and the loud reminder was loud, and the armor soldiers quickly separated from the middle, making way for a narrow and neat passage. Du Zundao's henchman, Luo Wensu, the governor of the political council, held two jade pieces together in his hand and strode to the front of the team.

"On the orders of King Song!" He changed his previous submissive appearance, held his head high, and announced loudly, "The edict is ordered to return to the general manager of Germany, Zhao Jun, to raise troops to clear the king's side, capture the traitors, and welcome Prime Minister Liu Cheng back to the city to preside over the government!" Lord Du, don't let your minions disperse quickly! ”

"You-!" At this moment, Du Zundao finally understood. The talisman has never been handed over to him from the beginning to the end, and the talisman has always been controlled by his political enemies. I only heard its name once, and then it was targeted.

No wonder Luo Wensu was scared like that tonight? No wonder the surnamed Luo has been in a hurry to leave. It turned out that he had already fallen to Liu Futong, and it was only in order to win more neatly that he came over to find out the movement first.

The last glimmer of hope in his heart was also completely extinguished, and Du Zundao couldn't help laughing, "Haha, haha, hahahaha, haha, you, you are a good advocate." Lord Luo, it's really a pity that you don't advocate excellence! Haha, haha, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect you, who are usually timid as a mouse, to have the courage of Jing Ke. Hahaha, you can not change your look at your true appearance, you, you are really, really good, good means, good skills! ”

In his crazy laughter, most of the generals and family members dispersed, and the remaining dozen or so dead soldiers squeezed Du Zundao with their bodies to prevent him from falling soft.

Knowing that he would die tonight, Du Zundao simply went out and scolded him. The dripping blood kept flowing down the corners of his mouth, "The surname Zhao, the surname Luo, you are ruthless, you dare to betray the old man today, see if Liu Futong dares to treat you like the old man." Look at tomorrow morning, this Manchu Dynasty civil and military, and a few others are willing to join forces! Look"

"Master Du, you are wrong. We are not betraying you, but by the order of King Song, we have come to arrest the traitor! Zhao Junyong was unwilling to let him continue to sow discord, pursed his lips, took a jade plaque from his own soldiers, and held it high in the rain. Come on, illuminate it, please take a look at it clearly! ”

Several jade glass lamps were raised at the same time to illuminate the dragon and phoenix patterns on the jade plaque. It is the personal token of Han Lin'er, the king of the Song Dynasty, and the patterns on it were personally selected by Du Zundao some time ago. I wanted to change the year name next year, and it was auspicious. Unexpectedly, today he was lifted up in the hands of others.

"This is a chaotic fate, there is no attachment to Zhongshu Province!" With a little unwillingness, Du Zundao was dying. "You hold the young master hostage and frame the minister"

"The token of Zhongshu Province is here!" Another familiar voice sounded at the gate. Immediately, Liu Futong's henchman, Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Sheng Wenyu, walked quickly through the iron armor array, and held a gold seal high into the light. "On the orders of the right prime minister, enter the city to assist Mr. Zhao in charge of Qingjun's side! Master Du, what else do you have to say! ”

"You, you" Du Zundao was stunned again, his face full of disbelief. "You, aren't you blocked by the flood? You, how can you be in the city! ”

"It's just a small river! How could it be possible to stop the prime minister's war horse? Master Du, you know too little about military affairs! Sheng Wenyu smiled and shook his head in response. You always feel that martial arts are despicable, and all the things in the world should be in the hands of Wenchen. But I don't know, if there is no martial artist who dies before the battle, you, the prime minister, are just a papier-mâché puppet! Come on! Everyone came in and showed it to Master Du. Otherwise, his old man would not have given up! ”

In the last sentence, he shouted at the door. Immediately, there was a sonorous sound of iron armor in the rainy night, Li Wu, Cui De, Bai Buxin, Mr. Guan, Sha Liu Er, whether they were ordinary and Du Zundao breathed out of one nostril, or they stayed away from him, there were many generals in Bianliang Red Turban, and slowly stepped forward along the passage set aside by the armor soldiers in advance.

"You guys? This is the same thing, and you can't wait for it" Du Zundao rubbed his eyes desperately, unable to believe that what he saw was the truth.

"Prime Minister!" Li Wu and Cui De arched their hands and bowed their heads silently.

"Prime Minister, the King of Song has an order, and the last general is a martial artist, who only knows how to be loyal to the court!" Sha Liu Er grinned and made a good excuse for himself.

"Prime Minister! The Central Plains is undecided, but the prime minister is in a hurry to fight in the same room. Although the last general is a martial artist, he does not dare to obey the prime minister's order! Mr. Guan glanced at Du Zundao unceremoniously and said loudly.

"Yes, everyone is their own people, there is no injustice or hatred, how can the prime minister bear to do it?!" Broken Pan followed and stepped forward, shaking his head and counting.

"Yes, Prime Minister. If you can kill Prime Minister Liu today, you will kill others tomorrow if you don't agree with each other. Although we are stupid, we can distinguish right from wrong! The rest of the generals echoed, and their eyes were full of disdain when they looked at Du Zundao.

Since beating Liu Futong and leaving Luoyang, Du has been treating people for serious crimes at every turn, making the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty precarious. So Sheng Wenyu almost didn't make much effort this time, and won the unanimous support of everyone. No one wants to let Du Zundao mess around anymore, and they don't want to see the steel knife cut their neck one day.

"You, you are ungrateful, ungrateful. You, you, you people who don't know etiquette and shame, you, you don't have a good death, you don't have a good death! "I really can't stand today's stimulation, Du Zundao suddenly pushed away the family like a madman, rushed into the rain, pointed at Zhao Junyong and others and roared loudly." You guys, you can't read a word. Du, Du is a high-ranking talent in the country. Du tried his best to ruin his future to guide you, and you actually united to resist Du. Du, Du is going to see today, you, which of you dares to kill me. Who dares to kill me, a Wenqu star! Come on, kill. What are you doing in a daze, kill! ”

"Prime Minister, we are indeed not as literate as you. But we are not well-dressed beasts! Sheng Wenyu pursed his lips and replied in a dumb voice.

Du Zundao couldn't hear other people's words anymore, his hair was scattered, and he stumbled in the rain, "I am Wenqu Xing, I am Wenqu Xing in the sky." Whoever of you will kill me, and whoever is not afraid of the wrath of God will come and take my life! Come on, don't you dare? Hahaha, hahahahaha"

"Maniac!" Zhao Junyong shook his head, turned around, and strode away.

Hundreds of ironclad soldiers turned around in unison, like a well-fed beast, followed him, and slowly disappeared into the raging storm.

"I am the Wenqu Star, and I am the Wenqu Star in the sky." Du Zundao continued to shout, not realizing the change in the situation around him. The icy rain hit his face, splashing a dazzling red.

"Let's go!" Sheng Wenyu glanced at Du Zundao, who continued to go crazy, and whispered orders to Luo Wensu and the others.

Everyone sighed and slowly left behind Sheng Wenyu. Li Wu, Cui De, Bai Buxin, Sha Liu Er, and Mr. Guan, none of them want to turn back.

"Bang dang!" The door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was slammed shut.

"Click!" A bolt of lightning slashed from mid-air, and several red clouds rose from the ground.

In the billowing smoke, a voice kept laughing, "Haha, hahahaha, I'm the lower realm of Wenqu Xing." The half-step Analects rule the world, and the half-step Analects assist the prince. I am the Great Song Dynasty, the king and the scholars rule the world together, and the first rank of the general in the million army is not a hero, and the roll call outside the Donghua Gate is the real hero. I'm a big song"