Zhang Yi and the Qizhou army under his command were majestic and high-spirited, and walked on the official road.

Although the fierce battle lasted for most of the night, and the road in the middle of the night, he was still full of energy, and the dragon spirit was fierce.

Meritorious service, great meritorious service!

Killing Tong Guan and capturing the puppet Song Emperor alive is a great achievement.

With the support of his personal guards, Wang Yan went down to the city tower and came to the outside of the city to greet him.

"The last general is fortunate not to be dishonored!"

Zhang Yi clenched his hands into fists, and his tone couldn't suppress the excitement.

Wang Yan was also very excited, patted him on the shoulder and praised: "This time you are the first credit!" ”

Zhang Yi said modestly: "Thanks to General Wang's soldiers like gods, his subordinates dare not take credit." ”

In fact, it is.

Wang Yan's plan is very clever, otherwise with only a thousand people, he would not be able to take Xi'an County at all, let alone capture the puppet Song Emperor.

can only say that he knows too well what virtues Tong Guan and Zhao Ji are.

Wang Yan laughed loudly: "All the soldiers have made great contributions!" ”

"General Wang, this is Tong Guan's body."

Zhang Yi pointed to the corpse full of arrows.

Wang Yan only looked at it a few times, and after confirming his identity, he moved his gaze to Long Yuan.

stepped forward, lifted the brocade curtain, and when he saw that there was only Zhao Kai in the dragon, he couldn't help frowning and said, "What about Zhao Ji?" ”

Zhang Yi replied: "I was not in the dragon chariot last night, Xu escaped with Xin Xingzong. ”

"Hey!"

Wang Yan slapped his thigh, and said with indignation on his face: "I actually let Zhao Ji, the bird, run away, and it fell short!" ”

Zhang Yi on the side was puzzled: "Zhao Ji has already abdicated, and now the emperor of the puppet Song Dynasty is Zhao Kai, the king of Yun, is General Wang serious." ”

"You don't understand."

Wang Yan sighed and explained: "Zhao Kai is just a puppet who has been pushed to power, Zhao Ji is the real controller of the pseudo-Song Dynasty, and if he is not captured alive, the war will not be completely over." ”

"I see."

Zhang Yi looked disappointed.

Seeing this, Wang Yan comforted: "But you don't have to be discouraged, even if you don't capture Zhao Ji alive, you can shoot Tong Guan and capture Zhao Kai and a number of pseudo-Song officials, which is also a great achievement." ”

Back in the county, Wang Yan immediately wrote a war report, reporting the war in Xi'an County to the commander Yue Fei.

This battle is of great significance, after Quzhou is taken, it can be flanked with the sailors of Hangzhou, and take advantage of the situation to seize the two Zhejiang roads.

Later, he recruited southerners, formed an inland naval division, and attacked Fujian, where Zhao Ji fled.

……

Wang Yan thought that Zhao Ji and Xin Xingzong had fled to Fujian together, but he didn't know that Zhao Ji was still in Quzhou at the moment.

The sun goes down.

Zhao Ji held a wooden stick and limped on the official road.

After escaping from the city last night, Zhao Ji didn't know where to run for a while, so he followed behind a group of people.

Later, when I inquired, I learned that they were going to flee to Jiangshan County.

Jiangshan County is in the south of Quzhou, bordering Jianzhou on Fujian Road, which is exactly what Zhao Ji wants.

When he arrived in Jiangshan County, he revealed his identity and asked the local magistrate to send someone to escort him to Fujian.

It's already very hot in May in the south.

When the sun shines, the whole land is like a steamer.

Zhao Ji wiped the beads of sweat from his face, gritted his teeth and followed the fleeing people.

In the wilderness, wild beasts are rampant, especially in Quzhou, where there have been tiger troubles in the past few years.

At its worst, tigers walk in groups on official roads during the day, and even break into the county town to hunt cattle, sheep and other livestock.

Once you place an order, there is a high probability that you will lose your life.

Fortunately, there were many women and children among the fleeing people, and the speed of travel was not fast, and Zhao Ji could barely keep up.

Walking beside Zhao Ji was a family of three.

The man is about thirty years old, dressed in a Confucian robe, and from time to time he rolls up his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Although Zhao Ji was wearing coarse linen clothes and had an embarrassed face, his bare neck and hands were white and slender, and he knew at a glance that he was a rich and noble family, and the whole person exuded a sense of nobility, the man asked curiously: "This friend looks a little raw, as if he is not a native of Quzhou." ”

Friend is the name between scholars in the Song Dynasty.

Hearing the other party's official words, Zhao Ji arched his hand and said with a wry smile: "Don't hide it from my friends, my name is Song Duan, I am a person from Jinling, this time I went south to avoid the military disaster, and the second is to go to Songxi Academy to study, but I never thought that I still did not escape the military disaster." ”

"I see."

The man's face froze.

Zhao Ji asked, "I haven't asked my friend for advice yet." ”

The road was boring, and it was rare to meet a scholar who could speak official Chinese, so he opened the conversation.

The man introduced himself: "The big name is not on it, my surname is Lu Minghe, the word Daoqing, this is the Humble Jing Rao family." ”

Zhao Ji smiled and nodded at Lu Rao's family, which can be regarded as a greeting.

Lu He was obviously bored, so he asked casually, "I don't know which one my friend is curing?" ”

Zhao Ji replied: "What I govern is the Book of Changes. ”

In ancient times, the four books and five classics were required to be learned, which was equivalent to the number of languages in later generations.

The Five Classics are more complex, as vast as a sea of smoke, and it is difficult for one person to master them all, so he often focuses on one classic.

"Coincidentally, what I govern is also the Book of Changes."

Lu He was slightly overjoyed, and immediately discussed with Zhao Ji.

Originally, Zhao Ji had the intention of coping, but while chatting, he found that this person was extremely knowledgeable, and his interpretation of the Book of Changes was inspiring, thought-provoking, and Yu Yi Xueyi had already entered the room.

Although Zhao Ji is not the material to be an emperor, his knowledge is not bad.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but ask, "Brother Daoqing, is he famous?" ”

"Not really."

Lu He shook his head.

Zhao Ji was even more puzzled: "With the talent of Brother Daoqing, it is easy to enter the department, why don't you go to the exam to gain fame?" ”

Lu He replied: "Today, if you are not a Ming Jun, there are traitors rampant in the court, like me, even if you are in office, you can't please it, it is better to study at home and teach your young son." ”

These words made Zhao Ji's old face red.

Fortunately, his face was stained with a lot of dust, sticking to sweat, a dirty piece, making it difficult to see his face.

Zhao Ji tried to defend himself: "I think that today is a virtuous monarch, recovering Yanyun's homeland externally, and internalizing the people, so that the people of the world can live and work in peace and contentment." ”

Lu He glanced at him with a strange expression, raised his eyebrows and said: "Since the official family ascended the throne, there have been frequent riots, there is Fang La in the front, Zhong Xiang Yang Qi in the back, and there are also father and son surnamed Zhu in Shuzhong, Gao Tuoshan, Zhang Wanxian, Zhang Di and the like are countless, how can we talk about living and working in peace and contentment?" Now the emperor of Qi State, isn't it because he was forced to have no way to live, so he fought hard to defeat the Song Dynasty. Otherwise, how could the Great Song Dynasty be driven to the south. ”

Zhao Ji said sneeringly: "This ...... These were all the acts of corrupt officials in the DPRK and China, and the officials were temporarily deceived by traitors. ”

Lu He retorted: "Cai Jing has reappeared several times, how can he prevaricate with a sentence of deception. Zhang Dian once said that King Duan is frivolous and cannot rule the world. In retrospect, that was true. ”

Zhao Ji was speechless.

Seeing this, Lu He also kept silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little silent and awkward.

After walking for a while, it was noon, and a dense forest appeared in front of them, and the fleeing people walked into the dense forest to rest.

Zhao Ji pestle a wooden stick and sat down in the shade of a tree.

When I lifted my trouser leg, I found that my left knee was bruised and swollen high, and when I touched it lightly with my hand, I felt a pain in my heart.

Lu He, who was on the side, saw it and said enthusiastically: "Brother Song is injured?" ”

Zhao Ji said: "Last night, people were in chaos and fell down. ”

Lu He Zhengse said: "The medical scriptures are cloudy, and the tendons and veins are smooth, Brother Song's knee was injured and blocked by congestion, and it needs to be rubbed as soon as possible to make the tendons and veins smooth, so good is fast." ”

"Brother Daoqing is really knowledgeable."

Zhao Ji immediately reached out and rubbed it on his knee.

It's just that he is pampered, and his knee hurts badly when he touches it slightly, and he gives up before he rubs it twice.

Lu He couldn't cry or laugh a little, and he was even more sure that Zhao Ji was the son of a rich and noble family, so he simply stepped forward and squatted down to help.

"Brother Song endure it!"

With that, Lu He stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his knee.

Zhao Ji grinned in pain and inhaled cool air.

After rubbing it for a while, Lu He let go of his hand and said, "Okay." ”

"Thank you, Brother Daoqing."

Zhao Ji thanked him.

Not to mention, after this period of rubbing, his knees were a little more comfortable, Zhao Ji opened the cloth bag, took out a piece of cooking cake and bit it.

"Phew!"

As soon as the cake was in his mouth, he spit it out.

Cold, dry and hard, this is what people eat?

Zhao Ji is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas on weekdays, and such coarse cooking cakes are really difficult to swallow.

However, the current situation is special, and he is very hungry, so he has to endure and continue to eat.

Seeing Lu He's youngest son looking at the cooking cake in his hand, Zhao Ji handed over the three cooking cakes, and thanked Lu He for his help.

Lu He hurriedly shirked: "Brother Song is too polite, how can this be done." ”

"Out of the way, just a few pancakes."

Zhao Ji forcibly stuffed the cooking cake into Lu He's arms.

"In this way, thank you Brother Song."

Lu He was not hypocritical, and the family of three nibbled on the cooking cake.

(End of chapter)