"You say you, why are you crying during the holidays? Howling? It doesn't matter if you cry at night, the entire Lin'an City is curfew, do you know? Yang Chun plucked out the man kneeling on the ground with his eyes, eager to dig out a hundred and ten holes in him.

After the palace banquet, Yang Chun returned to the house to enjoy the moon and the Lantern Festival with his family. His little grandson is only seven years old this year, talented and intelligent, and is reciting the poem he just made to his grandfather in a milky voice.

After receiving the news of the camp roar in the old camp of Gushan, Yang Chun didn't even have time to change his official uniform, so he rushed to Gushan with most of the guards in the house. I thought it would take a lot of twists and turns, but I didn't expect the guard to open the camp gate smoothly with his waist card.

Although the old camp in Gushan is not as colorful as Lin'an City, the barracks are quite tidy. Dianjiangtai is a boxy earthen platform, not big, there is a wooden spiritual seat in the center of Dianjiangtai, brushed with a layer of black lacquer, and the gilded characters on it read: Therefore, the generalissimo Yue Gong Fei's spiritual position.

There are two bonfires burning under the stage, paper money is burning in the brazier in the middle, the cold wind blows, the ash of paper money is flying all over the sky, and thousands of veterans are divided into dozens of columns and kneeling neatly under the stage, crying and moving the sky.

The veterans were indifferent to the arrival of Yang Chun and others, until the emperor sent forbidden troops to surround the entire camp, and the worship ceremony came to an end, and Tong Sanshun, who was blind in one eye, supported a wooden leg and walked to Yang Chun in a "snatched" manner: "It's me, everything is instructed by me, you want to catch me!" ”

Tong Sanshun sat on the ground with his buttocks, his legs were twisted up with great difficulty, and he knelt for too long tonight, and his left leg with a broken knee was in unbearable pain.

"Get on your knees!"

The forbidden army behind him stepped forward and kicked Tong Sanshun to the ground.

Tong Sanshun staggered up and sat cross-legged again: "Little rabbit cub, your legs and feet are very strong, hey, kicking your Sanshun grandfather is ruthless enough, can you still be so horizontal in the face of Jinren!" ”

The forbidden army still wanted to kick people, Yang Chun waved his hand: "That's it." He said to Tong Sanshun: "Let's talk about it, how many heads are enough to cut off this whole thing?" ”

Tong Sanshun smiled and said: "Lao Tzu should have died a long time ago, enough has lived, enough has been enough!" He dusted off his clothes, "The villain Tong Sanshun, didn't you dare to ask a few adults about the official secrets?" ”

"What? I'm afraid that our level is not enough to send you on the road? ”

Tong Sanshun's words made the clerk laugh angrily, and he was about to go crazy and let Tong Sanshun be ruthless, killing his sharp qi first. Yang Chun stopped him and introduced to Tong Sanshun, "Yang Chun, the secretary of the Ministry of Officers and Soldiers, the one on the left is Zong Lan, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and the one on the right is Wu Yang, the fifth commander of the Imperial City Division. ”

Tong Sanshun's eyes lit up, he ignored Yang Chun's ridicule, and stared at Wu Yang: "You are Wu Yang?" Lang Jun, who has been in the limelight in Lin'an City in the past two years, is also the fastest to be promoted, the son of Wu Xuan and Wu Shaobao? ”

Wu Yang was the youngest of the three, and he had made up his mind to be a dumb man tonight, and he was only responsible for telling the emperor what he saw and heard today. You have an old relationship with your father, and I should have called you uncle, but today I came by the emperor's order to only talk about official affairs, regardless of personal friendship, and I am not to blame for offending. ”

The old camp of Gushan are all veterans of a hundred battles under Yue Fei's command, they have made outstanding achievements, and they have all been seriously injured, Yue Fei has been using his own money to support these disabled soldiers before his death, so that when Qin Hui copied Yue's family, the family savings of the dignified privy deputy envoy were only a dozen yuan. After Yue Fei's death, in order to appease Yue Fei's old troops, Zhao Gou combined these people into a battalion, concentrated them at the foot of the lonely mountain, and paid a meager salary every month so that they could barely survive.

Yue Fei once had a joint military operation with Wu Yu and Wu Luan, the most affectionate in the army, Wu Yang was afraid that Tong Sanshun would say that he had an old relationship with Wu Luan, so he hurriedly blocked it with words, which also reminded him that today's matter is too big, even his father can't think about it.

Tong Sanshun laughed and said, "What kind of thing is a villain?" How can a person like a mud dog be worthy of friendship with Wu Shaobao? Someone asked the villain to bring a message to the emperor, since Lord Wu is the commander of the Imperial City Division, this word must be able to be brought to the emperor. ”

Tong Sanshun stood up tremblingly, trying to support the ground with his wooden legs to make himself stand straighter: "Listen, that person said that the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom wants to restart the twenty-three-year plan, use the son of the Great Sage (referring to Huizong) to disrupt the Song Dynasty and discipline, and repeat the drama of brother to brother. In addition, the Emperor of Jin has been actively preparing for war since the year before last, mainly four, one of which is a strong man; second, to build warships; third, to transfer civilian horses to be war horses; Fourth, focus on building weapons in Yanjing. ”

"The adults asked me what I was crying for, and I was crying that the Jin people were about to fight, but there was no more Marshal Yue and General Han who led everyone to fight hard with the Jin army; I cry that how many good sons and daughters of the Song Dynasty are going to die on the battlefield, but it is a pity that the territory they desperately recaptured will be handed over to the Jin people by the officials and ministers in the blink of an eye; My life of crying and killing Han is not life at all in the eyes of the officials and ministers, how many good sons and daughters did not die in the battle array, but died in the hands of the imperial court! ”

"I hate the injustice of the sky and the injustice of the court, but we still have to take our lives to protect this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, just because this is our last home, if the Jin people call over, the ministers will have a big deal to change the officials, under the iron hoof, we and other small people have lost their homes, relatives, and lives, and there is really no way to retreat, and there is no way to retreat!"

The more Tong Sanshun spoke, the more impassioned he became, and even Yang Chun, who had been in the court for a long time, couldn't help but be slightly moved.

Unconsciously, Tong Sanshun retreated to the forbidden army behind him, only to hear him "choke" and pull out the forbidden army's waist knife, wipe it on his neck, and splash blood on the spot for five steps.