PS: Double Watch!

Chen Yizhong was stunned, the Imperial City Division has been operating for so many years, and it is not in vain, at least it can lead the Mongol and Song spy wars after the Ezhou War, and it has its own skills and strength. Even if he was hit by Ye Yingwu in every way, after all, he was a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff. What's more, now that it's on your own turf, it's still easy to get started. However, Chen Yizhong also knew that these were not what he should know, so he simply didn't ask.

Weng Yinglong looked up at the sky and said helplessly: "It's the person in the East Wing who is worried." ”

"East Wing?" Chen Yizhong turned his head suddenly, only then did he realize that he couldn't see the East Wing from here.

"Visitors from the north, how can they be so easy to deal with." Weng Yinglong said lightly, taking the lead in crossing the threshold, "This time it is not as usual, although the external captives are peaceful, but the internal troubles are rising again." ”

"The appetite of Mongolian Tatars has always been not small." Chen Yizhong walked to a remote corner and said in a low voice, "Especially this time Jia Xianggong wants to use the people from the north to calm down his own disputes, isn't this leading the wolf into the house?" Jia Xianggong is not a foolish person when he encounters such a big event, how can he ・・・・・・ this time?"

Weng Yinglong looked around and saw no trace of someone following or listening, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, brother, don't you look at what kind of place this is, can these words be said here, if the brother doesn't leave, he will have to leave." Although it is said that Yang Zheng is responsible, but after all, he is a deaf person, and what can be responsible for it, in the final analysis, it has to be controlled by a certain center. ”

Seeing Weng Yinglong shaking his head and sighing and leaving, Chen Yizhong originally wanted to hold him, but the hand he had just raised stiffened for a moment and finally put it down a little helplessly.

Squinting his eyes, Chen Yizhong looked at the high courtyard wall beside him, and discussed his own affairs with the people in the north, Jia Xianggong, you are seeking skin with the tiger! No matter how difficult Ye Yingwu is to deal with and how unruly he is, he is still a well-dressed and dignified Han man in China after all, and now he even hesitates to discuss with the Mongolian Tatars in order to deal with Ye Yingwu, is it possible that Jia Xianggong is also blindfolded by hatred and jealousy after all.

The disaster came from within the Xiao Wall, and even if Jia Rudao won, he actually lost to Mongolia. Chen Yizhong couldn't help but show a look of confusion, not knowing if the choice he made was right. But now, where can I find a way back?

defeated Ye Yingwu and put the Great Song Dynasty back on track, but in the end, it was the Mongols who picked up the biggest advantage, and it was even possible to exchange it for the humiliation of rowing the river and ruling and a more generous New Year's coin, Chen Yizhong felt a little lost when he thought about it. After all, everyone knows that the only one in the entire Great Song Dynasty who has the ability to snatch back the land in the hands of the Mongol Tartars is Ye Yingwu, and Jia Rudao's poor performance in the Battle of Ezhou many years ago has shown that he is more suitable to be the high-ranking Pingzhang military affairs Jia Xianggong, rather than a qualified commander who commands thousands of troops and horses to fight.

When Weng Yinglong left in front, the depressed and lonely figure was still there, Chen Yizhong couldn't help but sigh softly, even Mr. Weng Yinglong, who persuaded him to choose Jia Yidao at the beginning, has now been reduced to the extent that he was secretly guarded against by Jia Xianggong, and those who understand know that it must be because Weng Yinglong did something before that caused Jia Yidao's suspicion, and those who don't understand must think that Jia Yingdao is unloading the mill and killing the donkey.

And there is no doubt that people who do not understand this are in the majority.

Jia Xianggong, what do you want to do?

This Da Song, what's wrong with it?!

Chen Yizhong stretched out his hand and slammed the courtyard wall beside him, and could only walk alone.

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"Who appreciates the West Lake is good, and the scenery is endless. Fly the cover to chase each other. Greedy for drunken jade among flowers.

Who knows that the idle place is dry, and the grass is slanting. The water is far away and the smoke is slight, and a little Cangzhou egret flies. ”

Ouyang Wenzhonggong's "Picking Mulberries" is sung softly in the mouth of the best singer on this West Lake painting boat, the tactful singing voice, the gentle tune, as if the prosperity of the West Lake, the loneliness of the West Lake, and the intoxication of the West Lake, have been integrated into this song, drifting with the wind.

On either side of the singer, a female musician plays the lute, sometimes the big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and sometimes the small strings are like whispers. Before I knew it, it was already noisy and miscellaneous, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate. It's just that although the three daughters are all in good shapes-otherwise it would be impossible to make a living on this first-class painting boat in West Lake-they don't dare to flatter Ye Yingwu.

Knowing that there was a young and most legendary figure in the Great Song Dynasty in front of him, the three concubines still cautiously kept silent.

After all, the girls sitting on Ye Yingwu's side were not only overshadowed by the color of the sky and the country, but also the half-closed starry eyes could hardly hide the rather hostile gaze sweeping over them. Zhao Yunshu held the teacup, barely keeping himself awake, after all, the cup of residual wine just now was poured down, not only was his throat hot and painful, but when the wine came up, it was difficult for Her Royal Highness Princess Xin'an to keep herself drinking for the first time and it was okay at all.

The footsteps were hurried, and it was Yang Feng who led Yang Feng who came upstairs, and the old man stood at the top of the stairs but was stunned, but obviously what surprised him was not the singing and dancing in front of him and Ye Yingwu who was wandering with a wine glass, but the half-drunk girl sitting in the corner.

Ye Yingwu hurriedly waved his hand, and the three singers didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly retreated.

"Chen Yang Feng, see Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Yang Feng hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

And Yang Xu, who came up with Yang Feng, glanced at Ye Yingwu fiercely. Ye Yingwu shrugged at her, it was obvious that Zhao Yunshu posted it himself, he couldn't refuse His Royal Highness the noble princess, so he could only let her.

Yang Feng noticed that the niece behind him was obviously unkind, and hurriedly pulled her sleeve, the princess was obviously about to lose consciousness now, so she didn't care if anyone saluted, but Yang Feng didn't want his niece to show too much hostility in front of Zhao Yunshu.

First, Ye Yingwu was able to sail on the West Lake with Zhao Yunshu, which shows that the relationship between his envoy and this princess Xin'an of the Great Song Dynasty is already extraordinary, and everything is possible.

Second, even if Ye Yingwu and Zhao Yunshu are innocent, offending the princess of the Great Song Dynasty is not a good thing, as the old man of the Imperial City Division, Yang Feng knows very well what kind of status Zhao Yunshu has in today's official family, basically saying a word can decide a person's life and death!

I'm afraid that such a role is that you have to be careful to serve, not to mention your niece.

Yang Xu knew Yang Feng's kindness, but did not step forward, but walked around to Ye Yingwu's side, and sat down with a smile, while his hand was slowly stretched out to the soft flesh of Ye Yingwu's waist. Ye Yingwu frowned, grabbed her Lushan claws, and said in a low voice:

"Su'er, don't make trouble."

Su Niang's pretty face smiled, and the corners of her lips curled up an arc that made Ye Yingwu's heart tremble: "Oh, Master Ma, I really let the slave family say it." ”

"What are you talking about, you and Princess Xin'an are innocent." Ye Yingwu said, "It's you, why is it so vinegar in broad daylight." ”

After a moment of silence, Su Niang said slowly: "Since the concubine accompanied her husband to this difficult place, she naturally wants to watch her husband for Sister Wanniang, and the husband is just going to provoke flowers and grass outside, and even add one or two concubines to the house, you can turn a blind eye, and even treat your sisters." But husband, do you know who this is, the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, the eldest daughter of the official family, is she a fireworks woman in the Qinglou who can be casually accepted into the house? ”

"Do you think that the fireworks woman in the Qinglou will take her home if she hits a certain picture?" Ye Yingwu couldn't help frowning, but he also knew Su Niang's kindness. In the whole of Lin'an, no one can provoke the daughter of the official family, this is to set the fire on fire.

But it was clearly Zhao Yunshu who brought the fire up, can he blame himself. Ye Yingwu didn't wait for Su Niang to answer, so he looked straight at Yang Feng, who had been bowing his head and being silent: "Old Commander Yang, the last time I left Jiangnan, I handed over the mess of Pingjiang Mansion to you. ”

Yang Feng saw Ye Yingwu's politeness, and hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hand: "If you say too much, the little old man is ashamed of it, and he is ashamed of it." The six doors can be as stable as a rock in Pingjiang Mansion, because of the handle of Weng Yinglong, which made the king turn a blind eye, otherwise the Imperial City Division will go all out, and the six doors will be like ants after all. Now that Weng Yinglong has left, the Imperial City Division has also retreated like a tide, and the six gates of the state capitals in the south of the Yangtze River have already gained the upper hand, but they have ordered that they must serve the king. ”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Ye Yingwu nodded, it seems that it was not useless to go to great lengths to catch Weng Yinglong, and he also relied on this to block Weng Yinglong's mouth in the court in the morning, so that even if Weng Yinglong wanted to explain to Jia Yidao, he had to think about how to weave lies, and it was inevitable that Jia Yingdao would be suspicious.

After all, Jia seems to be suspicious, don't look at Weng Yinglong is his left arm and right arm, but it is inevitable.

In an instant, Ye Yingwu was very interested in making a discord between Jia Nidao and Weng Yinglong, a pair of good masters and servants, but Weng Yinglong and Jia Nidao have always been inseparable, and it is really difficult to contact one and avoid letting the other know.

Forget it, don't care about these for now, Ye Yingwu looked at Yang Feng: "Put these aside for the time being, I want to ask how many six doors there are in Lin'an, and how many hidden piles were laid before the last Jiangnan Rebellion." ”

"Back to the envoy, the six doors have entered Lin'an one after another these days, and the number of people is twenty or thirty, but after all, I don't dare to be too loud in this Lin'an, and now most of them are lurking around the envoy's mansion," Yang Feng said softly, "At that time, the Jiangnan Chaos was a cleaning of our six doors by the Imperial City Division, and the six doors in Lin'an City were uprooted, and only one or two post stations and restaurants remained, but they have all been turned into the dark, and now there is no way to contact them." ”

Ye Yingwu nodded, Jia Rudao was really ruthless at the beginning, and the six doors were caught off guard. was swept by a thunderbolt by the Imperial City Division, otherwise Ye Yingwu would not have made a bloody storm in Jiangnan in a fit of anger, and even put the Tianwu Army outside Pingjiang Mansion and almost made a big fight.

But despite this, Ye Yingwu still had a glimmer of hope for the six doors, and Yang Feng also seemed to think of something: "By the way, the old bustard who once assisted a certain person to come to Lin'an seems to be still alive, but it is also a vague news that came out more than half a month ago." ”

Ye Yingwu was stunned, and immediately stood up, although Chunfang was just an old bustard who was drunk with the spring breeze, but he recognized that Ye Yingwu had never betrayed, and even if Ye Yingwu sent someone to risk returning to Lin'an, Chunfang did not hesitate at all, and tried his best to manage the drunken spring breeze to assist Yang Feng and the six doors. It can be said that now the six doors can continue to extend their tentacles everywhere through the drunken spring breeze of Longxing Mansion and the Qinglou branches everywhere, and the foundation laid by Chunfang at the beginning is very great.

What's more, although Chunfang is not an important role in the Six Gates, she was a personal participant in the Imperial City Division's sweep of the Six Gates, and she must have known where the loopholes of the Six Gates were and who betrayed the Six Gates.

Lessons to be learned, traitors must be torn to pieces!

And this is not to mention that Chunfang can be regarded as the "old mother" of Qiqin and Qiongluan, the two Ye Yingwu concubines, even if he doesn't want to think about anything else, Ye Yingwu has to think about the expectant eyes of the two women in his back house.

"People are still alive?" Ye Yingwu said in a deep voice.

Yang Feng looked at Princess Xin'an Zhao Yunshu on the other side, Her Royal Highness the princess was already drunk and unconscious. At the moment, Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded solemnly: "This news should be true, but now after all, half a month has passed・・・・・・ changes in the wind and situation are not something that can be measured by manpower." ”

"You can't let go of a glimmer of life." Ye Yingwu sat back down.

Yang Feng nodded, and just wanted to speak, but Ye Yingwu pointed to Zhao Yunshu beside him, and looked at Yang Su, Yang Su suddenly understood in his heart, and hurriedly stood up and helped Zhao Yunshu down. Her Royal Highness Princess Xin'an didn't know whether she was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, and she lay motionless on Yang Xu.

Ye Yingwu frowned, but he remained silent after all. Yang Feng in front of him also felt something, but since Ye Yuanjun didn't speak, he wouldn't talk about these things, originally as the leader of the six gates, he shouldn't have anything to do with Ye Yingwu's back house.

Therefore, as for whether Ye Yingwu should provoke anyone, Yang Feng has never participated or pretended not to know.

"It's pure, let's get down to business." Ye Yingwu said softly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip gently, "It's almost noon, and there is no news from the shore yet." ”

Yang Feng immediately stood up straight and said: "Xichun Mansion shirked all today's banquets under the pretext of temporary repairs, and His Royal Highness King Rong seems to have noticed that this matter is really in a hurry, so an hour ago, two Yang generals have been recruited to the mansion, and there are also several county kings, who are discussing behind closed doors." We don't have eyeliner in the main mansion, and even an informant can't send the news at this time. ”

Ye Yingwu snorted, but then said in a cold voice: "Since that's the case, don't ignore them for the time being." Since it is these royal relatives who want to hold a promotion banquet, then follow them, let's watch from the sidelines. If they want to have a treat, they will send invitations, and they will be afraid of Jia Rudao. Could it be that a certain Ye Yingwu, as an ambassador of the Great Song Dynasty along the Yangtze River, was worried that he couldn't afford to eat a meal! ”

In response, Yang Fenggang wanted to leave, but Ye Yingwu then added: "In addition, if they want to have a banquet, they can only choose the Lin'an City Restaurant or the West Lake Painting Boat, and for Jia Yidao, it is undoubtedly easier to paint the boat, so be careful." ”

Nodding hurriedly, Yang Feng suddenly remembered something, and actually paused there.

Ye Yingwu frowned slightly: "What's wrong, but what's wrong?" ”

Yang Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally lowered his head and spoke: "I don't know how much the envoy knows about the Yang family of the Imperial City Division?" ”

"Aren't you the only ones in the Yang family・・・・・・ have passed it down?" Ye Yingwu asked in surprise.

Yang Feng gritted his teeth: "This is true, but in fact, there is still a Yang family in the Imperial City Division, but it has never been known." Moreover, the Imperial City Division rarely uses the power of this family, because this family is not an ordinary person・・・・・・"

"Not an ordinary person, surnamed Yang?" Ye Yingwu was stunned, and a figure was faintly sketched in his mind, but he didn't know if what Yang Feng said was this person.

"In this vein, the Yang family has been a voiceless person for generations." Yang Feng said softly, "Although I and my Yang family were the same as Tianbo two hundred years ago, they parted ways more than ten generations ago, and the Yang family to which they belonged no longer recognized this lineage, and this lineage was inherited with the surname Yang, but they also disappeared from the world, and did not regard themselves as the descendants of the Yang family." However, because of its absolute voice, although only one person in each generation inherits the bloodline, he is the person in charge of the secret in the Imperial City Division, not to mention the strong martial arts, and he is loyal to the Imperial City Division. ”

Ye Yingwu's pupils shrank, but he couldn't help the name that was about to pop out of his teeth.

"This generation of the Yang family," Yang Feng continued, "is called Yang Zheng." ”

With a jerk in his heart, Ye Yingwu silently turned his head sideways, and the West Lake outside the window was already lively, and the sails were blowing, extending to the foot of the green mountain. (To be continued.) )