Zhao Yunshu really couldn't stand these people's mouthfuls of "housemother" and "lady", so he went to pull Liang Yanwu's wife to talk. Ye Yingwu smiled lightly: "Brother Liang is old, he doesn't call him Xianggong, but he still deserves to call Brother Liang." Dare to ask Brother Liang if he can answer the question just now. ”

Liang Yanwu sighed: "Ye Xianggong, it's hard to say." Before the war in Xiangyang, the lower officials had the courage to say to Jia Xianggong that if Xiangyang was lost, the world would be destroyed, and it should not be ignored. I'm afraid that this time I will bury the mustard, the result is good, just find a crime of unfair judgment and take the official to the official, as a result of this night the Mongolian Tatars broke the city, the lower officials did not get the news before, and when the family escaped, the people in the city have been gone. ”

Glancing at the child gently comforted by his wife, Liang Yanwu breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "The neighbors who fled together are all holding thin and soft, and they are faster than this flatbed truck and this mule, but Xiaguan has just gotten a child, and he is clumsy and weak, and it is difficult to trek, and the child is young, so he can only walk forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow. ”

Finally remembering who this Liang Yanwu was, Ye Yingwu also smiled. This guy has always been known for his courage to speak out, and he is cautious and meticulous, and has unique views on the defense along the river, but unfortunately in the history that was not changed by Ye Yingwu, Jia Rudao did not follow Liang Yanwu's advice in the end, which led to the defeat of Xiangyang and the defeat of Ezhou and Dingjiazhou, which made people sigh.

After Wen Tianxiang, Lu Xiufu, Xie Fangde and others have all gone out to take charge of themselves, Ye Yingwu once again found that there was no one under his staff who had been in the financial situation, and with the increasing changes in the battle situation and deviating from the original track, it was difficult for Ye Yingwu to rely on his knowledge to judge the next direction, and this time Lin'an was also completely in a passive situation, so Ye Yingwu had a very necessary need for a new group of capable staff.

But because he has been busy fighting everywhere, although Ye Yingwu has this idea, he has never put it into practice. However, the six doors still sent Ye Yingwu a list of outstanding characters, among which Liang Yanwu's name is on it, and it is also among the best, which shows that Zhang Cheng, Yang Feng and others who presided over the six doors are very appreciative of this middle-aged official who is not good-looking.

"If you don't keep Lin'an, you are also guilty." Ye Yingwu said slowly, but Zhao Yunshu on the side snorted lightly, Princess Xin'an swore with her conscience that Ye Yingwu had no guilt on his face at all, "But the matter has come to this, and it will be irreparable after all." ”

Liang Yanwu shook his head and looked at his wrist: "It's a pity that Xiaguan is a weak scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, otherwise even if he can't fight the Mongolian Tartars, he won't be trapped by these little thieves, if it weren't for Ye Yuanjun here, I'm afraid today would be the time for Xiaguan to die in Huangquan." ”

Reaching out and patting Liang Yanwu's shoulder, Ye Yingwu said lightly: "There is no need to blame yourself so much, although this day has changed, but we are still there, as long as all the Han people can work together, we can still make a new world in this broken mountain and river." ”

Liang Yanwu's heart moved, Ye Yingwu's words had already made him feel the meaning of solicitation, just ask the officials of the world, how could Ye Yuanjun personally recruit him, how could he not feel honored? Especially Liang Yanwu, a petty official who offended Jia Yidao and was disappointed in his career, was able to get Ye Yuanjun's appreciation, and he definitely found light and hope in the most difficult time in his life.

Speaking of this place, Ye Yingwu has already stopped in moderation, after all, he is now Ye Xianggong and Ye Yuanjun, and it is naturally past the time to whisper and beg others to serve him, after all, first, the talents of this era have been almost wiped out by Ye Yingwu, and secondly, there is not really no one available around Ye Yingwu, and there is no shortage of Liang Yanwu.

However, Liang Yanwu is still very acquainted, of course he understands what Ye Yingwu means, and he stepped forward quickly at the moment and bowed deeply: "The lower officials are not talented, if Ye Yuanjun has a place to drive, he is willing to fall into the stirrups for the whip." Please also ask Ye Zhijun to give orders. ”

Huo Ran turned around, Ye Yingwu helped him twice, and said with a smile: "Then there is Brother Lao Liang." ”

Liang Yanwu was happy in his heart, so he naturally went to see his child happily, and Zhao Yunshu walked over, looked at Ye Yingwu's slightly triumphant face, and said in a low voice: "The villain has a will!" ”

Ye Yingwu stretched out his hand and nodded on Zhao Yunshu's forehead, lowered his voice and said: "Shu'er, this is what you and I want, the two are happy, Lang is a concubine, can you manage it." ”

Zhao Yunshu looked back at the Liang couple who were whispering for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe: "How many people have encountered such a situation in this Lin'an chaos?" It's just because they happened to meet these two people on the road that they were spared, and who will save more people. ”

"I'd rather be a peace dog than a chaotic person." Ye Yingwu was silent for a moment and then said lightly, "This is the troubled times, and the war is like this. Xingzhou, Xiangyang, Yangzhou, Luzhou, the border of the Great Song Dynasty, where is it not like this, it's just because you haven't seen it. There are many things in the world that are worthy of pity, but even if a certain Ye Yingwu is powerful, it is difficult to be affected by all the people. ”

Seeing that Zhao Yunshu was just walking with his head down, Ye Yingwu then said softly: "What's more, it should be Ze who is the people of the world, but it is not so-and-so, it is your father, and it is the official family of the Great Song Dynasty." But as a result, your father gave up the country, leaving this mess, and in the end, someone had to come forward to clean it up. ”

"I really will find a reason, and the righteousness of what I say is awe-inspiring." Zhao Yunshu glared at him, and his voice was low, "As the princess of this Song, this palace can't sit and watch the people of the world??????"

Ye Yingwu didn't know when he had walked in front of her, pressed his hands on Zhao Yunshu's shoulders, and said: "My lady, you will stay at home obediently in the future, read, write, and write, and then give birth to a child or something for the old Ye family." In this world, you still don't care about the life and death of all the people. Leave this matter to so-and-so. ”

Zhao Yunshu was stunned, and did not get angry because of Ye Yingwu's tone that was close to complaining and teasing. Sighing softly, Ye Yingwu gently hugged her: "Shu'er, what your eldest mother said is right, the old Zhao family has now fallen apart, and as soon as Lin'an is broken, the Zhao family's country will also die." Now that the Zhao family has only you and Wei'er, the two descendants of the bloodline, have escaped, and what you have to consider now is far from the people of this world. The Zhao clan is scattered everywhere, and there is still a need for someone to take them out of the troubled times. ”

Slowly clenching Ye Yingwu's hand, Zhao Yunshu nodded silently after all.

But now I can't take care of this country, but I can't take care of this family, and the only person I can rely on is the person in front of me who promises to treat me sincerely.

"Envoy, what should you do with these thieves?" Jiang Tie pointed to the trembling robber who was kneeling on the ground.

Not only Zhao Yunshu, but the Liang couple also subconsciously looked over.

"In troubled times, you should use heavy codes, kill people and sell goods, how can you spare them!" Ye Yingwu said coldly, waved his sleeves, and walked straight forward.

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Qingyuan Mansion.

The gates were wide open, and black flags fluttered in the wind.

A ray of morning light sprinkled on the city gates, and also sprinkled on the figures of the covenant.

There was silence throughout the city, and all the houses in the streets were closed. Standing under the city gate, Timur, who was dressed as a Mongolian commander, did not spend his time looking at Wang Bangjie, the prefect of Qingyuan Prefecture, who was trembling beside him. Feeling the unkind gaze of the Mongolian general next to him, Wang Bangjie said cautiously:

"General??????

"Eat pot pulp to welcome ?????? Ahem??????" Timur's tone was weird when he didn't spend Chinese, and he obviously forgot what was behind it, so he could only cover it up with a cough, but fortunately, Wang Bangjie didn't have the courage to laugh, and the other soldiers were uneducated, so they didn't understand what it meant, "Why is the city deserted, where are the people going?" ”

Wang Bangjie secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, you are the uncle, but the people in this city are not stupid, who doesn't know that this Mongolian Tartar is just a turtle cowering in Lin'an, one has no food and grass, two has no wealth, and even the city has been burned down by a fire, and the retreat has long been blocked by the Ye family sailor who came out of nowhere, just like a grasshopper after the autumn can't jump for long, so who would be stupid to come to the ass at this time.

If it weren't for the fact that he was one step too late, he was blocked by the Mongolian Tartars just after leaving the city gate, and now he is suffering from the nest here.

Looking Wang Bangjie up and down, Timur said coldly: "You have to be clear, if you don't pull people out to contribute some grain, grass and money to Great Mongolia, then the general's sons and daughters will be unwelcome, and it will be no wonder that the general didn't make it clear to you at that time." ”

Wang Bangjie breathed a sigh of relief, the Mongolian Tartars are going to ransack the Qingyuan Mansion? That's a good dare, so that they can transfer their anger to other places, and they don't have to find trouble, so he didn't hesitate to echo at the moment:

"General, these southern barbarians just don't know the power of our Great Mongolia, as long as you make an example of the monkeys and grab so many of them, they will naturally enthusiastically sacrifice gold and silver treasures."

Timur nodded without a hint of understanding, stretched out his hand, and several Mongolian and Han commanders behind him stepped forward quickly. Timur's originally solemn face looked more and more cold and hideous at this time: "Since these southern barbarians toast and don't eat and drink, then don't be polite to them, take your sons and daughters to do what they have done in Lin'an, and be happier." ”

Several commanders solemnly bowed their hands, and at the same time greeted their subordinates.

This order had been waiting for a long time, and the hungry Mongol cavalry and Han Erlang were all staring at the front tightly, as if they were looking at prey on the steppe that had no strength to run. As several commanders took the lead in urging the horses, the black flags were spreading, and the Mongolian soldiers shouted forward along the street, and the first few people had already raised their feet and kicked open the gate of the courtyard next to them, but everything was quiet, as if there was no one in the courtyard.

Timur didn't feel anything bad vaguely, but before he could react, explosions were already ringing in all corners of the city.

The smoke of gunpowder instantly filled the city, and there were raging fires everywhere, and shouts came from nowhere, and one after another appeared in the morning light and smoke. Immediately behind them was a red flag fluttering in the wind.

In an instant, Timur didn't spend it, and felt that his heart was pinched hard.

Nanbanzi, where did Nanban come from!

Shouldn't they just huddle in their houses and tremble to meet the conqueror?!

Where did these Nanbans, who were dressed in ordinary cloth clothes and holding all kinds of blades in their hands, and even kitchen knives and flat poles, come from?! One after another firetle-thistles were thrown from the courtyard wall and exploded among the panicked Mongol soldiers, while more crossbowmen roared on the rooftops and on the street corners, their crossbows all aimed at the Mongol infantry.

Wang Bangjie was also taken aback by the scene in front of him, he suddenly realized what kind of place this was, Qingyuan Mansion, this is Qingyuan Mansion, he has been the prefect of Qingyuan Mansion for a long time, but he has never cared who the previous prefect was.

This is the place where Ye Yingwu made his fortune, and the hearts of the people here have always been towards the original Ye Xianggong and the young envoy who brought them "Hai Boping".

A burly man rushed to the front, waving and slashing with a simple knife in his hand, I don't know how many Mongolian soldiers fell in the light of the sword, and I don't know how many cavalry and foot soldiers looked at these crowds of people gushing out of one courtyard after another in horror.

"Kill!" Yang Shouming kicked over a Mongolian soldier, "Kill the Tartars!" ”

"Kill the Tartars!"

This is the outbreak of the people of the entire Qingyuan Mansion in the midst of depression, and this is also the cry from the bottom of the heart of all the people who are unwilling to survive under the trampling of the iron hooves of the alien race.

Even if the Great Song Dynasty died, Ye Yuanjun was still there, but the Han family's sons were still able to guard this land that had been passed down from generation to generation.

Here, it is still the place where the red flag flies.

Countless people rushed along the streets shirtless, and even children of seven or eight years old skillfully grabbed a handful of stones from their cloth bags with slingshots in their hands and aimed them at the Mongolian cavalry who were scrambling not far away. The long-handled harpoons that had been prepared for a long time stabbed forward at the same time, and the two young men on the roof climbed up with difficulty, looked at each other, and then shouted at the same time to release the fishing nets in their hands.

A Mongolian soldier was knocked to the ground, and I don't know how many people shouted and trampled over him, until the last boy struggled to hold a stone, threw it at the bloody cheek, and then kicked the increasingly cold corpse, and followed everyone shouting forward.

Yang Shouming ripped off his blood-stained shirt, looked at the city gate, and didn't know when Timur Buhua had fled with a cavalry, he himself knew very well that these Mongolian foot riders had been hungry for a day, and Lin'an had almost burned a handful of fires, and they couldn't find anything at all, so everyone desperately galloped to this Qingyuan Mansion overnight, and it was difficult to deal with such a scene and such an enemy.

"Coward." Yang Shouming snorted happily in the direction of Timur's escape, strode forward, looked at Wang Bangjie, who was held by several young juniors and knelt on the ground and trembled, squatted down and said with a smile, "Governor Wang, I didn't expect us to meet again." ”

Wang Bangjie was already so frightened that he peed his pants, and a smell came with the wind, causing several young students to laugh. But I don't know where the courage came from, Wang Bangjie shouted with his last strength: "Yang Shouming, you are guilty of your own sin, you can't live!" The Great Song Dynasty is dead, and you won't live long! ”

"Ridiculous, ridiculous," Yang Shouming spat at him fiercely in the face, raised the knife in his hand, and stabbed Wang Bangjie in the chest, "You better go underground and tell those good sons of my Han family who died in battle!" ”

The long knife sank into his chest, blood gushed out, Wang Bangjie's eyes widened in disbelief, and he finally swallowed his last breath.

Yang Shouming sneered, pulled out the Pu knife without hesitation, looked up at the city gate of Qingyuan Mansion, the morning light sprinkled on his body, and also sprinkled on the blade in his hand, blood fell drop by drop along the Pu knife, and under the leadership of the six gate soldiers, the people in the city were sweeping the Mongolian soldiers along the streets and alleys.

"Qingyuan Mansion, it's ours." There was a soft sigh behind him, and I don't know when a young man who looked quite visible because he had been at sea all year round and his skin was tanned was quite visible, "Congratulations, General Yang." ”

Slowly sat down on the ground, Yang Shouming looked at the gate of the city full of Mongolian Tartar corpses, but he was silent, I don't know if he remembered the relatives who were killed by Wang Bangjie and the Imperial City Division, and I don't know if he remembered his former glory and waste, but he still didn't forget to answer: "Yes, this Qingyuan Mansion is ours now." ”

The middle-aged man standing beside Yang Shouming with a hearty smile was Zhang Gui, who went to Yizhou Island, but when he stepped on this land again, it was already earth-shaking and vicissitudes.

The sky has fallen, there is still Ye Yuanjun, there is still the Tianwu Army, and these people who are full of enthusiasm and sincerity, we will eventually support a new sky. (To be continued.) )