Leaving Liangshan, Ximen Qing was secretly happy, but thought: "When Song Jiang left the mountain the day before yesterday, the brothers only sent him over Shuibo, and then they didn't send him anymore, only me, Wu Yong, and Hua Rong sent him to twenty miles away from the avenue; And today I went down the mountain, headed by Brother Chao Gai, and there was no shortage of brothers from all the families, and they sent me straight to thirty miles away, and they still refused to stop—from this point of view, at least now, I have walked in front of Song Gongming's black guy! ”

One day later, I arrived at Bianliang City in Tokyo early. Ximenqing looked at the tall city wall and the towering gatehouse, and his heart was full of emotion. The last time I came, I was accompanied by the henchmen of Yushi and went to the door of Cai Jing, the minister of power, but this time I came, I had the sun and moon on my back, and the blade of the treasure knife had not seen blood for a long time, and Ximen Qing could sense the humming meaning of the eagerness to choke out of the sheath.

Taking a deep breath, Ximenqing looked at the depths of Bianliang City, and gently jumped out from between his teeth-"Chen Economy, I, Ximenqing, have come to take your head!" ”

After entering the city, Ximenqing casually found an inn to rest, the vouchers listed in his hand were all filial piety from the official government at the foot of Liangshan, and the official seal of the flower was completely authentic, where would anyone suspect that this scholar who sold divination had something to do? After staying for two or three days, Ximenqing either invited the guests to drink, or gave the children in this neighborhood some fruits to eat, and spread those poems silently.

One thing, another place, a few days later, in the city of Tokyo, the words made up by Ximenqing were all sung by children, and Ximenqing finally came to the door of Chen Hong, the former head of the forbidden army, Chen Dakuan.

In the previous friction between the forbidden army and Western Xia, the forbidden army really suffered a big loss, killing many people and hurting the dignity of the Celestial Empire. The official family was furious, and they pursued it in one go, and the big and small officials pushed you and me, and finally pushed it on the head of Chen Hong and Chen Dakuan.

In the city of Tokyo, Chen Hong is a well-known head of the pine cake, only because the pine cake he made was cool to the mouth of the traitor Yang Jian, Yang Jian lifted him, which rewarded him with the future of a forbidden army leader, except for Yang Jian, Chen Hong has no other foundation, when Yang Jian does not protect him, he is like the muffin cake he made, poke lightly, it is a hole.

Under the anger of Tianwei, Chen Hong and several unlucky people who were involved in the case were all taken into the prison, and all the eunuch bags accumulated over the years were filled into the pockets of those wolf-like servants in the prison. When the family property was cleaned up, there was suddenly good news that the Western Xia side sent someone to sue for peace!

When the court officials, but it is a great joy, as soon as I heard that Xixia softened his body to worship and beg, he was full of joy, Cai Jing, Gao Yu, Tong Guan and Yang Jian are each other's expression, at this time they wrote to Yang Jian to intercede, saying that although Yang Jian had a small defeat in the previous battle, but the incident happened suddenly, only the local friction between the patrol sergeants of the two sides, not the real confrontation between the two armies, if this severely punishes the negligent ministers, only afraid of the name of the Lord Shengming Congcha, such as the sun is born, the jade is dizzy, and the history books of later generations are only afraid that there is a fly in the ointment.

The emperor was mediocre, and when he saw that his pillar ministers Cai Jing, Gao Yu, and Tong Guan spoke in unison, they all came to protect Yang Jian, and he felt that the precepts he gave to Yang Jian the day before yesterday were enough, not to mention that there was no Yang Jian by his side in the past few days, and he always felt that something was missing. For example, one day, when Zhao Guanjia was panting in Master Li's bed, he suddenly remembered to use a wonderful thing, so he shouted: "Yang Qing!" But no one answered outside the room, and then Zhao Guan's family remembered that Yang Jian was being ordered by himself to think about it behind closed doors at home!

Therefore, as soon as Cai Jing, Gao Yu, and Tong Guan interceded, Zhao Guan's family was selfish, but they still pushed it halfway, just like he painted, how many colors were made, and he made a lot of pictures, and drew a skin on his face, to show his wise and decisive demeanor, so as to suppress the voice of the hundred officials. Cai Jing, Gao Yu, Tong Guan and others knew his intentions, and accompanied him back and forth for a few rounds, and finally released Yang Jian, who had been thinking behind closed doors in the flowers.

After Yang Jian came out, he cried bitterly in front of Zhao Guan's family, and he kept saying that he was ashamed of the emperor's kindness, and the Zhao Guanjia, who had soft ears, immediately softened his heart, so he said gently: "Yang Qing, I know that you are loyal and upright, but your subordinates are not doing things well, so they are mistaken." Therefore, I will punish you for your life, and I only hope that you will have more insight in the future! ”

When Yang Jian kowtowed like pounding garlic, Zhao Guanjia finally couldn't help it: "That is the case, today Yanfu Palace has feasted the envoys of Western Xia, Yang Qing will take those enshrined objects and follow me to 'there'!" Well? Do you understand? ”

It was only at this time that Yang Jian's heart was truly completely put back into his stomach. He shouted "Thank you, Lord Longen", while hiding the lewd and sticky smile on his face.

Since the jackals are all released, what does it matter if the fox fights or not? Yang Jian opened his mouth, the door of the prison was opened, and several unlucky guys were released.

Others are okay to say that the official will be reinstated, and he will wait for the crime to be meritorious in the future, and with Yang Jian's care, that merit will definitely be established sooner or later. Only Chen Hong is the most unlucky, his reputation as the head of the sponge cake sect, even the overly mediocre Zhao Guanjia knows, the Zhao Guanjia has the beauty of the sponge cake to eat, where to covet him such a local craft? Besides, if the forbidden army loses, someone has to carry the black pot, ready-made, let Chen Hong, the head of the sponge cake, be controlled by the tank!

Therefore, Chen Hong's death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is inescapable, and as soon as the official position is pushed to the end, even the family has been copied - but the family has not copied much oil and water, because the oil and water are squeezed into the pockets of the section-level prison in the prison - or Yang Jian is a little fishy, lest Chen Hong's ending will be too bad and make his subordinates feel cold, so he sent someone to deliver a message to the Criminal Department, and forgave Chen Hong's distribution date, taking advantage of this time, and taking advantage of the most interesting time for Zhao Guan's family, he begged for a letter of pardon from Master Li's bedside, so as to avoid Chen Hong's suffering, This ending can be described as a happy ending.

But the most unlucky Chen Hong still couldn't be happy. But it's not that he regrets his official position as the head of the sponge cake, nor is it that he is reluctant to let his family wealth go away, but what happened to his son Chen Jingye is enough to make any father's heart twisted.

His precious son Chen Jingye, relying on the prestige of his father's pine cake sect, and pulling Yang Jian's banner as a tiger skin, wandered around in the willow alleys of Flower Street all day long. When the family road was rich, it was okay, but now that the family road has fallen, this little guy can't endure the hardship, and he has made a disaster. This is exactly what it is:

Since ancient times, chaotic countries have been from above, and they have never been poor because of poverty. But I don't know what happened to Chen Jingye, and listen to the next decomposition.