Zong Ze didn't know that there might still be Liangshan's spies left in the city, but he had to send them when he was ready to shoot.

He had tried his best to deceive the ears and eyes of those spies, but in the eyes of those who cared, such a large-scale army movement could not be concealed at all.

Zong Ze considered that Laizhou was adjacent to Mizhou and Weizhou, and if the reinforcements from Liangshan wanted to come, they had to cross Yanzhou and Yizhou.

Far water can't quench the thirst of the near, and even if the Liangshan spies send the news, it will take a few days to reach Liangshan.

It will take a few more days for Liangshan to reorganize the army and send troops.

The march of the army was slow, and it was remarkable that reinforcements could arrive within a month.

As long as the Song army advanced fast enough, it was possible to capture the two states before the arrival of Liangshan reinforcements, and then the situation would be reversed, the enemy would attack and defend us, and the defenders would take advantage of it.

But the problem is that he used the situation of the Song army to make judgments, but there is still a big difference between Liangshan and the Song army.

Song Junchuan is a fast horse of 800 miles, and the speed is quite fast, but Liang Shan is a carrier pigeon, which is faster.

On the day Zong Ze set off, Liang Shan had already gotten the news.

After Ghost Li received the news, he was very strange, Zong Ze is also a famous general, how could he do such a stupid thing?

"This turban has a broken brain, right?"

"At the head of this spring ploughing, why don't you prepare to plough the field well, and run out?"

Zhu Wu next to him smiled and said:

"My brother doesn't care about details, so I don't know."

"In this winter, I Liangshan recruited more than 100,000 displaced people in Laizhou, so I'm afraid that there are not even enough farmers in Laizhou, right?"

Ghost Li suddenly realized this, and at the same time felt a little itchy in his heart.

This Zong Ze is a historical celebrity, and his character is also trustworthy, so he might as well be arrested to be a deputy to Brother Zhu Wu, and let him not work so hard.

After listening to Ghost Li's thoughts, Zhu Wu smiled bitterly:

"Brother is laughing again!"

"That Zong Ze is a literati of the Great Song Dynasty, a serious Jinshi background, and he never gave up in the difficult situation over there in the past few years, and he is not a person who is afraid of death."

"In the past few years, under his governance, Penglai Erzhou has been much better than before, and he is also a capable person."

"Such a good man, if he is willing to go up the mountain, the younger brother is willing to give up his position."

"It's just that our Liangshan has offended all the literati, but I'm afraid that he will refuse to go up the mountain."

Ghost Li scratched his head and realized the problem.

If it is a literati with a flexible bottom line like Song Changping, he must not care about his posthumous name or something, and now that he has become a Zhizhou under the command of Liang Shan, he doesn't care whether the descendants of Sage Kong are killed and extinct.

But Zong Ze is a literati ...... That's hard to say!

If the Great Song Dynasty perished at this time, and the events of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms were repeated in various places, or as in the original history, there was a lot of blood, leading beasts to eat people, then Ghost Li might still be able to recruit him.

But thanks to Ghost Li, now the Great Song Dynasty is in full swing, and the artillery is powerful in all directions, even Fang La, who is south of the Yangtze River, has also been defeated and retreated again and again, and it is only a matter of time before the rebellion is suppressed.

Today's Zong Ze, who is only afraid in his heart, is obsessed with exterminating Liangshan and completely restoring peace to this Great Song Dynasty, how can he surrender to him?

It's impossible to die!

"That's it!"

"Let's try it first, if it doesn't work, then we can only kill!"

Li Gui estimated that Zong Ze's army should have almost arrived at the junction of Laizhou and Mizhou, so he went down to Liangshan and stepped on the Hot Wheels to soon arrive at the Jiaolai River.

At this time, Na Zongze's army had already arrived, and was transporting men and horses to the other side of the river by boat.

This Denglai Prefecture was originally close to the sea, and there was never a shortage of boats, but now on the river, dozens of large and small ships are scattered on the water.

Some of them were already loaded with personnel and supplies and were heading to the other side.

However, most of the boats are still floating on the river, waiting in line to pick people up.

Several boats were moored at the dock on the shore, and a group of people were struggling through the gangplanks to make their way to the boat, highlighting a chaotic situation.

The teams looked at their own soldiers, shouting and scolding, for fear that they would run to the wrong team and strayed into someone else's ship, and from time to time they would have to whip a few fools hard to make an example.

Those big carts such as donkeys and horses had to be pulled in front and whipped in the back to get these beasts on the boat honestly.

The river was choppy, the water was rippling, and the noisy human voices were vaguely heard across the wide river.

When Ghost Li looked at it from a distance, he saw the artillery and other things carried on the car, but he didn't care.

The purpose of his trip is Na Zongze, and nothing else matters.

As the commander of the First Army, the banner of the word "Zong" fluttering high exposed his position, and it was in a cyan tent on the opposite bank.

Ghost Li jumped up, and the Hot Wheels flew straight over the water.

He did not increase his speed to the extreme, and when everyone could see it, he drew a white line on the Jiaolai River and rushed straight to the opposite bank.

The boat on the river, when it saw Ghost Li appearing and galloping on the water, was suddenly surprised and shouted loudly.

Before they could react, Ghost Li had already crossed more than ten kilometers, landed on the shore, and with another big jump, he smashed down in front of the cyan tent.

Amid the splashing of sand and gravel and the exclamations of everyone, Ghost Li lifted the curtain and stepped into the tent.

There was a discussion in the tent, and a man in military uniform sat behind the middle of the case, and there were more than a dozen generals in the two rows in front of the case, all wearing helmets and armor, and equipped with military blades.

Ghost Li found at a glance that the guy in the middle recognized himself!

"Okay!"

"It turns out that you are Zong Ze!"

It turned out that this Zong Ze was the general who commanded the four armies to attack in turn in Tokyo that day, and then transferred artillery to bombard him.

When the generals next to him saw that the enemy was coming, they were immediately shocked, and their bodies blocked in the middle, and the copyists rushed up.

Li Ghost didn't dodge, his body just rushed forward, and the oncoming big men took off their blades or broke, and the people were also knocked away, and blood sprayed wildly in the air, and they saw that they were not alive.

After rushing out of the crowd, he saw Zong Ze also pick up a knife and slash at his head.

"Haha...... A literati who dares to copy a knife and cut people is also considered a good man! ”

As Ghost Li spoke, he snatched Zong Ze's saber from him, turned around on the spot, and cut off all the remaining generals around, leaving no one left.

Blood poured out like a waterfall, staining the blue tent black.

Inside this solemn handsome tent, a bloody aura suddenly came to his nose, making Zong Ze's face a little blue.

He looked at the generals on the ground who were still not dead, screaming and rolling, and then looked at the familiar face of Li Gui, sighed, and closed his eyes to die.

When Ghost Li saw it, he glared at him and shouted:

"Don't put on a generous face!"

"I don't plan to kill you yet!"

"Take you to all parts of Liangshan for a while, I guess with your knowledge, it is not difficult to know what the strength of my Liangshan is now."

"If you wanted to seize this world, you would have already destroyed Zhao Ji and occupied Tokyo Bianliang."

"Just let the local gentry remain the same as before, and then open a department to recruit scholars, and soon the world will return to normal."

"It's just that a certain family doesn't want everything to happen again, that's why they ......"

Zong Ze suddenly opened his eyes and interrupted Ghost Li's tirade with a sneer.

"Don't talk here!"

"If you really think about this world, then enter Beijing with me to see Your Majesty, and I will guarantee with my life, and I will definitely make the court recruit you with peace."

"At that time, you only need to lead the army to recapture the sixteen states of Yanyun, Pingliao and Xia, and the world will naturally be decided!"

Ghost Li became annoyed, pointed at him and shouted:

"Zhao Ji's faint monarch has corrupted the huge country into such a state, you still expect him to continue to be the emperor, and the world can be better?"

Zong Ze raised his eyebrows and said proudly:

"The monarch and the ministers are orderly, this is the foundation of governing the world!"

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and the one to whom the destiny of Heaven belongs!"

"Although the official family is deceived by traitors, they are benevolent and filial by nature, as long as we and other ministers stir up turbidity and promote purity, and persuade good rules, we will definitely be able to set things right and revitalize the dynasty."

"If you have been, the minister will admonish him!"

"If everyone in the world is like you, who does not know the rules and acts arbitrarily in everything, this world is just repeating the old things of the five dynasties and ten countries."

"No matter how strong your force is, it's just a horseman, a hundred years ago, I don't know how many people like you!"

"Humph!"

"I'm too lazy to talk to an ignorant and reckless man like you!"

"My Great Song Dynasty has always been with scholars and doctors, and as a Song minister, I deserve to repay the king's kindness with death!"

"Just do it!"

"I'll watch from underground, and see how many more years you can be arrogant?"

When Ghost Li heard this, he only felt his heart burning out.

"If everything is counting on your group of big turbans, then the city of Tokyo will be attacked by the Jin people sooner or later, and this Central Plains land is not much better than the five dynasties and ten kingdoms!"

"Heh......" Zong Ze glanced at him with a sneer, closed his eyes and said nothing, his contempt overflowing.

"Eh, yes......" Ghost Li was angry with the seven orifices, but there was no way to use the future history as evidence.

"Straight sissy thief!"

"Grandpa shouldn't be playing with a big turban like you!"

"I originally thought that you would be able to leave a name in history with a little more knowledge than ordinary people, but now it seems that you still don't get out of the trap of a literati!"

Zong Ze opened his eyes and glanced at him, closed his eyes again, raised his chin slightly, and raised his lips, as if to say:

"I said yes!"

"Kill me!"

"Reckless!"

Li Ghost was even more annoyed in his heart, he could have strangled this guy to death in one hand, but the depressed feeling of losing the quarrel always lingered in his heart, and he was depressed and unhappy.

Just as he was hesitating, a cyan aura suddenly appeared on a corpse on the ground and fell into his body.

Well?

There's also a magic star here?

Ghost Li's mind turned, and he suddenly laughed, reached out and took out the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade and the Eight Mirrors, threw the cyan Qi Luck he had just gotten into it, added the gold and red Qi Luck, synthesized the black Qi Luck and put it into the Eight Qi Mirror, and shook it forward.

The figure flashed, and Chi Sun Li, the sick lieutenant who had just died, appeared in the big tent.

"Huh?"

"Am I not dead?"

Sun Li touched his body up and down, left and right, trembling all over, excited.

Anyone who has experienced a halving is not willing to die again.

Zong Ze was waiting to die with his eyes closed, but suddenly heard a familiar voice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Sun Li in front of him.

Sun Li has been his right-hand man since the incident in Dengzhou, and he has helped a lot, so he is very familiar with it, and it can be seen at a glance that this is indeed Sun Li.

But wasn't Sun Li beheaded just now?

Zong Ze subconsciously turned his head to look at the side of the tent, but he trembled, and found that another half of Sun Li's body was lying miserably on the ground, his intestines and stomach flowed to the ground, and the blood under his body stained a large area of the ground.

Zong Ze's eyes were dull, and he slowly turned his head, looked at the living Sun Li, and then looked at the dead Sun Li, a little stupid.

Sun Li also found that Ghost Li was still standing in front of him at this time, he subconsciously took a step back, protected in front of Zong Ze, did not look back, and shouted hurriedly:

"Xianggong go quickly, I'll stop him!"

But after the words were finished, he didn't feel Zong Ze's action behind him, and couldn't help but turn his head eagerly to urge, but when he turned his head, he saw his corpse, so he was also dumbfounded.

"Haha......"

Ghost Li looked at the stupid appearance of the two of them from the side, and the evil breath in his heart finally calmed down a little.

"Don't doubt it, that's your corpse!"

"You were killed by a certain family just now, but a certain family immediately resurrected you!"

"Your body is molded from the breath of incense, just like yourself."

After hearing this, the two of them were immediately shocked, pointed at Ghost Li and asked in shock, "Who are you?" ”

Li Ghost laughed and began to flicker hard.

"A certain is a heavenly killer star Li Ghost is also!"

"That faint monarch Zhao Ji, dare to pretend to be the Emperor of Shenxiao, and that Emperor Shenxiao is an incarnation of the true monarch of exorcism."

"He is an ordinary man, he actually dares to transgress his identity, falsely claim to be a god, and anger the true monarch of the exorcism in the sky, so he sent a certain mortal to destroy the Song Dynasty!"

"In ancient times, the king of Xuan offended Nuwa Niangniang and caused the death of Shang, and now Zhao Ji pretended to be a god and caused the Song Dynasty to perish!"

"It's a matter of days, are you convinced?"

Looking at Zong Ze, whose face was like ashes, Ghost Li was completely happy in his heart.

Didn't you use Confucianism to theorize with me, and the head of the argument was the Tao?

Well, I won't reason with you now, I'll talk to you about religion, immortals, and days!

Logic has to be logical, but religion doesn't!

You can't prove I'm wrong!

Just like I can't prove to you that in a few years, the Great Song Dynasty will fall to the country, the two emperors and empresses, countless princes, grandsons, princesses, and countless men and women will be taken away and become slaves.

Now it's your turn to find evidence to refute me!

How do you prove that I'm telling a lie?

Isn't it true that I have resurrected the dead?

Zong Ze was speechless, standing there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sun Li looked left and right, not knowing whether he should pounce and fight, or turn around and flee with Zong Xianggong.

The corpse of his own family next to him was staring at the void without a blind eye, and from this angle, it seemed as if he was staring at himself, which made him feel extremely panicked.

"Zong Ze, this is a heavenly punishment, Song Guohe should be destroyed by me, this is the number of days, can you be convinced?" Ghost Li triumphantly persecuted Zong Ze.

Zong Ze's face turned pale, and what Ghost Li had said stirred repeatedly in his mind, and he spoke bitterly after a long time:

"If the official family is at fault, he should be guilty of one person, why should the people of this world be innocent and suffer this calamity?"

Ghost Li continued to flicker:

"The true monarch is merciful and can't bear the harm of the people, so he makes me dominate the world, regardless of the Liaoxia and Jin Kingdom, everything belongs to my new dynasty."

"In order to prevent the ignorance of the faint king in the world from harming all the people, a certain was also ordered to establish the True Monarch Sect in this world, to override the monarchy with the power of the church, to supervise the court and the court, if there is anyone who crosses the line, he will be punished by God!"

"God's grace is like the sea, God's power is like prison, no matter the monarch or minister, all the gods are powdered under the punishment."

Hearing this, Zong Ze's heart jumped, and he blurted out:

"No!"

"There has never been a precedent for sectarians to govern the country in this world, and if the people in the sect use their own selfishness, they will only be even more troubled."

Ghost Li watched his attitude coldly from the sidelines, and continued to probe again:

"The True Monarch Sect doesn't care about the internal affairs of the imperial court, and only when the imperial decree is invalid and the people have no way to ask for help, the True Monarch Sect will intervene."

"Still not right!"

Zong Ze didn't even hesitate, and immediately retorted:

"The court has its own rules for rewards and punishments, and if the church intervenes, all the ministers will be in danger, and the officials will be bored, and they will be negligent in their duties, and they will compete to pass the buck."

Ghost Li asked again:

"My Liangshan Mengtong textbooks are all based on the teachings of Zhenjunjiao, abandoning the Four Books and Five Classics, what do you think?"

Zong Ze replied:

"I don't know what the doctrine of this True Monarch Sect is, but if you don't study the Four Books and Five Classics, how can you understand the principles of the world, and how can you govern the country and the herdsmen?"

"Could it be that the doctrine will teach people how to govern the country?"

After listening to this, Ghost Li nodded and said approvingly:

"What you say makes sense."

"Sure enough, Confucian scholars can speak well, so a certain family shouldn't play tricks with you!"

After finishing speaking, as soon as Ghost Li stretched out his hand, he took off Zong Ze's head.

"Straight sissy thief!"

"Sure enough, the Tao is different!"

Through the conversation with Zong Ze, Li Ghost realized one thing, that is, all Confucian students' butts are crooked.

They naturally represent the interests of the upper class, and they will never allow it, and there is another powerful power in the head of Confucianism that controls their life and death.

If he recruited Zong Ze now, in his future work, Zong Ze would definitely recruit Confucian students of the same kind on a large scale, forming a powerful Confucian group in Liangshan, advancing and retreating together, and using various means to push things forward towards their desired results.

A superficial Confucian like Song Changping may be successfully transformed and become a real tool of the True Monarch Sect.

However, a person like Zong Ze, who really engraves the word "Confucianism" in his own soul and practices it, will not succeed in transformation at all.

Rather than waiting for them to have a major surgery in the future, it is better to simply not pull him in at all in the first place.

The position is different, so it's better not to force it together!

"It seems that the talents needed by the new dynasty can only be cultivated slowly by themselves!"

Ghost Li let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand to take Sun Li back, turned around and went back to Liangshan, leaving only this group of dragonless soldiers to be in a mess on the bank of the Jiaolai River.

(End of chapter)