It's the end of the night.

Lu Zhishen was wide and fat, and he went to rest after getting drunk. Lin Chong was entrusted with a heavy load, even if he missed his wife very much in his heart, the first time after drinking was to go to the front and back of the mountain first, close the gate, inspect all the places on guard, and only after noticing that everything was normal did he go back to the house to talk warmly.

Ruan Xiaoer returned to the beach water village overnight, one was to sit in the army, and the other was to prepare ships and sailors for Zou Run tomorrow.

Only Zhu Gui, before the wine was drunk, his soul flew out of the sky, and all he was thinking about was how to sell the private salt and the land of Sanzhou, and he didn't hear it when Lu Zhishen and others asked him to drink several times at the banquet.

For Zhu Gui, who has always been consciously in a marginal position, tonight is of great significance, great responsibility, and great pressure.

It wasn't until early the next morning, when everyone was in front of the beach to see Zou Run eastward, that Zhu Gui was late with two black and big panda eyes. He was originally thin and long, but now he looks like he is about to die, which makes everyone laugh.

"What are you laughing at, brothers? Dare to be the little brother who is not dressed properly? ”

Zhu Gui, who hadn't slept all night, was seriously lacking in his brain at the moment, so he was going around checking his clothes in place, and now everyone finally couldn't help it, even Zou Run couldn't help laughing.

The laughter of the group pierced the thick fog on the lake, and with the north wind into the distance, Zou Run stepped on the fast boat to Dengzhou with a smile on his face.

Before sailing, Ruan Xiaoer took a burden and said to Zou Run:

"My old lady heard that the village was mainly going back to Dengzhou, worried about the wind, frost and snow along the way, and my sister-in-law rushed out a bag of clothes overnight, which included a mink coat made for the owner of the village, as well as two silk jackets and a letter, which were given to Xiao Wu Xiaoqi by the owner of the central village."

Zou Run opened the furoshiki and saw the dense stitches on the clothes inside, his heart fluttered, and his nose was slightly sore.

"Just because of the little brother's words, he taught his brother's family to disperse in two places, and the younger brother often felt guilty every time he thought about it, and asked his brother to go back and tell the old lady, take care of your body, and if you should write a letter about clothes, Zou Run will definitely send it, as fast as two years, and slow as four years, and teach my brother's family to get together in one place, and then not suffer from the parting of relatives!"

After speaking, Zou Run and Ruan Xiaowu said goodbye in tears, and just like Erruan, they traveled from Liangshanbo waterway to the Beiqinghe Canal, all the way to Qingzhou by boat, and then took the camera by land or sea boat to Dengzhou.

Three days later, Du Qian and Song Wan worked hard to finally meet the exhausted Zhang San and Li Si near an official road hotel in Puzhou. In the end, Du Qian and Song Wan relied on the advantage of numbers to successfully win, killing and scattering a group of officers and soldiers, winning seven or eight good horses, carrying Zhang San, Li Si and others, singing triumphant songs, and returning to Liangshan all the way without mentioning.

Five days later, Lu Zhishen, who had completed the repair, officially started his trip to Chaojing Yuan Road, and Zhang San and Li Si, who had hastily recuperated for two days, insisted on going with him despite the obstacles. On the same day, a capable little minion on Liangshan disguised himself as a Shandong merchant, and traveled all the way to deliver letters to the Gao Yu Mansion in Tokyo.

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In 1115 A.D., the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month has passed, the festive atmosphere of Tokyo City has fallen, people have returned to the work day after day from the joy of celebrating the festival, and the Mengtong children have reluctantly bid farewell to the winter vacation.

Yang Zhi, a green-faced beast who had been in Tokyo for more than half a month, also relied on the envoys during the Spring Festival to spend a lot of money, and finally found a way. As soon as the Lantern Festival ended, he couldn't wait for the central people to come to the Privy Council to take care of the things that had been done.

It's a pity that this time is different from the past, although Yang Zhi was only a sesame mung bean official from Jiupin in the past, but he was famous after a famous family, and the people in the officialdom wanted to make a good fate, and Yang Zhi went to sell a few faces. But now that he is a forgiven sin officer, who will look the other way?

The person who Yang Zhi had high hopes for was an old official of the Privy Council.

The officials of the Song Dynasty were inferior and powerful, and the officials at the state and county level could rely on the power in their hands to exert authority in the local area, similar to the officials of the central power organ such as the Privy Council, which were even more hand-eyed, so although they were officials, they dared to handle Yang Zhi's reinstatement.

But as soon as he opened the office, he was forced to do things, and even if the old official remembered the friendship in the past, he didn't give Yang Zhi a good look. Only after Yang Zhi gave out real money, he reluctantly transferred to the Privy Council.

On the streets of Tokyo City after the Lantern Festival, the cold is biting, this time the cost is huge, the original load of gold and silver has been used up most of the time, in order to save money, the New Year has passed and has not bought a new clothes, Yang Zhi is still wearing an old day.

The guards in front of the Privy Council, all in decent new clothes, all looked at this former general's disciple with a mocking face, although they didn't say a word in their mouths, but just by the sarcastic look on their faces, it had already made the seven-foot-tall Yang Zhi want to crack in the ground, and he could get into it, and he was embarrassed.

In the cold wind, Yang Zhi lived like a year, compared with the cold wind and snow, he was more afraid of the strange eyes of the people who came and went, there were few old colleagues and friends in the past, but except for the same frosty and cold eyes, no one reached out to help, even if it was a comforting word, he couldn't hear it.

In this torturous time, I don't know how long it has been, and finally, Yang Zhi saw the coveted piece of paper, which was covered with traces of the Privy Council seal that had not dried up, and was as red as blood.

Yang Zhi couldn't wait to reach out and take it, but the piece of paper unexpectedly shrank back.

Yang Zhi was furious, he raised his long-buried head, revealing the boss on his face, but when he saw the man pinning the paperwork behind his waist, one hand stretched out to his side, and he kept twisting it with his index finger and thumb.

Yang Zhi was silent, he squeezed out a smiling face with all his might, and took out the last bit of silver from the burden behind him - this was the money he reserved for the hotel room.

"Hmph, it's really a joke that you want to make up for your official position with just this bit of silver...... If you don't have any money in your pocket, you can be a flat-headed person with peace of mind, and don't daydream about the blue sky! ”

Seeing that Yang Zhi could no longer squeeze any oil and water, the old official had no choice but to snatch the silver money from Yang Zhi's hand, throw a piece of paper at his feet, and say unpleasant words in his mouth, and turned back to the yamen as if to avoid the plague.

Yang Zhi clutched the document tightly, his brain was a mess, and he subconsciously moved his steps, regardless of the height or depth, and actually came to the door of the palace marshal's mansion.

Unexpectedly, he met Taiwei Gao Yu very smoothly, which made him overjoyed, thinking that his family had finally washed away his bad luck and was expected to repeat his official status.

In front of the palace, the generals and colonels, and the officials of all sizes came to listen to the captain's gaze.

On the first day of work after the holiday, Gao Yu was neatly dressed, wearing a purple official uniform tailored by a master craftsman, majestic and heavy, with a curved collar and large sleeves, a horizontal shirt, a neat leather belt inlaid with gold and jade at the waist, a long head with a long head, and black leather boots.

"Take the scrap worker Yang Zhi to the court."

In the lenient and purged public court, Gao Yu's voice behind the high desk was unfazed. The officials in the hall hurriedly took the order and brought Yang Zhi, who was dressed in shabby clothes, to the hall.

Looking at the old Japanese army colleagues in full uniform, Yang Zhi felt ashamed of himself for no reason, he lowered his head deeply, did not dare to look at the high captain sitting in the hall, and handed over the handbook and the documents obtained from the Privy Council to the little official to transmit them to the case of Gao Yugong, plopped, bowed deeply to the ground, both frightened and ashamed, and mourned uneasily:

"Yang Zhi, the former commander of the front hall, pay homage to the captain! In the past, he was arrested and trapped in the Yellow River by Hua Shigang, and was convicted and on the run, but was later pardoned by the Son of Heaven and absolved of this crime. Yang Zhi now got the Privy Council to extend the document, begging to resume his position, and in the future, he is willing to serve in the border army, report to the Son of Heaven, report to the country, and beg the Taiwei for permission, Yang Zhi wept blood and kowtowed. ”

After speaking, this dignified seven-foot man, throwing his five bodies to the ground, facing the big bluestone paved on the ground, boom! Boom! Boom! There were three knocks.

Full of military schools, from top to bottom, who doesn't know that this person is a blue-faced beast? Who doesn't know that he is the queen of the Yang family? The children of such heroes have now fallen to this appearance, some people are shameless, with ridicule on their faces, and some people see things hurting them, only to feel that rabbits and dogs are cooking.