The thugs of the bun shop are really professional snakes, one of them rushed up first and quickly twisted Zhao Qingling's hands and pressed them to the back of the vest, and then tied their feet with ropes, and the other gang immediately rushed up Before Zhao Qingling had time to struggle, a sack was put from top to bottom, and it was easy to put the little girl in, and then hugged the sack and came over, two of them supported her one after the other and prepared to run back to the bun shop, and the others followed.

In an instant, this group of people forcibly carried a girl and walked away like this, passers-by did not say anything, and the prefect also nested the biggest fire in his life, and immediately shouted in a deafening voice: "All the guards obey the order, take that woman back for me, and exterminate all this gang of rebels for me, not one of them will be left, kill them all!" The guards who followed the palanquin and the warriors who carried the palanquin immediately drew their sabers and quickly chased after the gang. After all, he was a soldier, and he had been trained for so many years, and he soon caught up with those thugs, and killed them all in three strokes and five by two, and only one of them was not caught. It was the rest of the thug who ran really fast, and in the blink of an eye, he slipped away to a far place and went straight to the old nest of the bun shop.

The guards carried Zhao Qingling back and gently put the sack on the ground, and the prefect was still angry, and scolded: "Ah, are you a pig? Why don't you straighten her up, open the sack, and untie the rope that binds her!" The guards immediately exclaimed: "Yes, yes, the little one will do the same immediately." After Zhao Qingling was released, his face was red and his ears were red, and he was also quite angry! The prefect stepped forward lightly and said euphemistically: "Little girl, I really let you be wronged, and I blame the official for not being good, and I didn't have time to stop those people to make it like this." As a local parent official, isn't this official here to accompany you! The little girl might as well come and sit on the official mansion, and the official can apologize to the little girl in person!" Although Zhao Qingling didn't know what was going on just now, his ears heard it all, and he saw that the prefect's face was decent, not like a bad person, so he didn't think much about it, and replied happily: "Thank you Uncle for coming to the rescue, oh, 'my lord', thank you for rescuing me, the little girl is grateful!" The prefect smiled calmly and said: " Hehe, then please go into the sedan chair and sit, the official is walking in front, it's okay, go up!" replied: "Then what's embarrassing? I want the adult to ......" Before she finished speaking, the master asked his subordinates to quickly and forcibly help the girl into the sedan chair. As soon as Zhao Qingling entered, the sedan chair was lifted, and the large army turned around and walked towards the prefect's yamen.

The thug who escaped turned around and returned to the steamed bun shop, and said breathlessly: "Old, old, boss, no, not good, not good, we, we were surrounded and suppressed by the prefect, fortunately, the little one ran fast, and I almost couldn't see the boss." That little girl, oh no, it's Aunt Nine, was also snatched away by him. The fat man sat on the counter, and after listening to it, he slapped it on the table and said, "Lord Prefect, why did he suddenly appear and spoil my good deeds, um? I had known that he would rob my little lady, and would buy an official with him to help me with my errands?" I will write a handwritten letter, you send me to his house, if you don't hand over my little lady obediently, and send me back respectfully, otherwise I will go tomorrow to buy a commander, and the official will crush people to death, and then he will punish him with a capital crime if he dares to do anything against me. Hmph, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood!" The thug clenched his fists and took his life!

Zhao Qingling, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was uneasy, and always felt uncomfortable, but for some reason, he opened the curtain on the window in the sedan chair and asked a guard who was walking outside the window: "This official, may I ask what kind of official you adults are here?" The guard replied stiffly: "Lord Prefect!" In the process of replying, the guard did not deviate his head, his eyes did not blink, and he kept looking ahead and walked desperately, like a wooden gard, and could not smell a little human smell. Zhao Qingling's eyes rolled after knowing this, and asked again: "Ah, then, this eldest brother, does this prefect have a younger brother who sells steamed buns?" and another steely rough voice: "I don't know." Zhao Qingling had no choice but to sit inside first, thinking about what to do when he arrived at the prefect's yamen.

As soon as he arrived at the prefect's yamen, the prefect immediately ordered the officers and soldiers guarding the yamen to surround the gate of the prefect's yamen, and then ordered his subordinates to forcibly escort the little girl to the palace, saying: "Today, the official wants to spend candles in the cave, if anyone wants to destroy the good deeds of the official, kill him!"

Even if Zhao Qingling wanted to escape at this time, it was already impossible, and as soon as he got off the sedan chair, he was forcibly pulled into the mansion by several strong soldiers. At this moment, the thug who delivered the letter also rushed to the scene, handed out the letter to the prefect, and said, "This is written by my lord, please take a look at it." The prefect looked at the man's clothes, recalled that he had just put a sack on the road to put the clothes of the little beauty's gangsters, and said, "Yo, aren't you just ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an answer: "Please look at the letter first!" The prefect opened it, and after reading it, he angrily tore the letter and said to the thug, "The matter has come to this, please go with my brother to the burial!" As soon as he finished speaking, he personally took out a dagger from the tip of his sleeve, stabbed the thug to death, and then ordered: " Come on, you have copied the only steamed bun shop in the south of the city, confiscated all the money, killed everyone, you must kill the fat-headed bandit leader, don't let him escape. "My men will do it immediately.

Li Zhongyuan since the last time in Dali accidentally got the "Outline of the Four Limbs", really practiced a great increase in skills, agile, in this excited energy is about to return to Xixia, to the lord of the country to report what he saw and heard along the way, rushed a few days of the road, just passing through Hongzhou City, seeing that the sky is close to dusk, ready to rest here for a night, tomorrow and then set off.

He walked to the door of a steamed bun shop, happened to be hungry, walked in and asked, "Boss, sell me a few meat buns!" The fat man was leaning on the recliner and shaking his feet leisurely, and said arrogantly: "One or two silver, how many do you want?" Li Zhongyuan's eyes widened, and he said: "One or two silver 'one' fat pig, you want money crazy, huh?" There are many thugs under the fat man, and the one who rushed to deliver the letter has not returned, and there are several in the store, and when he heard Li Zhongyuan dare to scold himself, he immediately shouted: " "Li Zhongyuan originally hated the Han people, hated all the Han people, and now there are still Han people who take the initiative to fight with him, so he immediately pulled out a long knife, jumped on the roof beam with both feet on the steamer, and then hooked the beam with both feet, swooped down on the ground with his head down and his feet up, and swept the knife, and in an instant, the thug who had just walked out of the inner door and the head of the fat man left the body at the same time.

It turned out that there was a slow-moving thug who didn't come out, and when the people outside died, he came, and when he saw that the boss was already in a different place, he immediately threw away the kitchen knife in his hand, knelt on the ground, and said: "Hero, spare my life, I didn't do anything bad, they did it, oh, my boss asked them to do it, my boss relied on himself to be the younger brother of the prefect, do whatever he wanted, in fact, I can't bear it anymore, please be merciful, don't kill the little one." Li Zhongyuan grabbed the man's hair and asked, "Are you saying that the local prefect is the brother of this fat pig?" Do you know where the prefect's yamen is?" The thug's hair was pulled high, and he screamed in pain, and said: "Well, in the north of the city, there is a big pomp and circumstance, and the house is also magnificent, and you can recognize it at a glance." Ouch......" Li Zhongyuan immediately put him down, raised his knee and slammed it on his head, cracking the man's skull on the spot, and the man bled to death through seven holes.

Li Zhongyuan saw that there was no longer a living mouth here, and said to himself: "As the saying goes, 'cutting grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows', and the prefect's yamen must be destroyed!"

Li Zhongyuan saw a large group of officers and soldiers hurrying towards the south of the city along the road, and was very surprised, thinking: No one has seen him kill people, what's the matter, how can the government know so quickly?

When I arrived at the gate of the Yamen, I saw many officers and soldiers surrounding the door, which could really be described as "heavily guarded". Li Zhongyuan immediately took out a mask and put it on, to prevent others from seeing his face clearly, and it was not good to be wanted by the whole country as Dali's Luoyun Shitai said that day. So, the masked man, who took pleasure in killing, jumped off his horse and rushed forward, and the officers and soldiers raised their swords to stop him, saying: "Stop, the prefect is getting married today, and those who go against his will die, leave quickly, and we will not chase you." The masked Li Zhongyuan laughed and said, "Didn't you notice that I was covering my face, brother!" Hahaha...... "Raise a knife and slash, and in three or two strokes, he hacked to death dozens of "scrap iron" guarding the door, and then scolded: "This is the gatekeeper of the Central Plains Mansion, hum, it's nothing! What else do you say about the adult's wedding, I think it's the end of the day!"

Li Zhongyuan rushed into the inner courtyard where there were no more officers and soldiers, and just saw several strong men supporting a woman whose hands and feet were tied with ropes coming out of the bedroom and preparing to worship with the adults. At this moment, the adults, family members, and strong men in the house all saw a masked man walk in from outside the door at the same time, and all the family members shouted in unison: "There are assassins, protect your lordship quickly." Then he swarmed up and attacked the Assassins.

Li Zhongyuan understood the truth of "capture the thief and capture the king first", flew over the head with light skills, jumped inside, and pushed his elbows behind his back with both hands, killing two family members who stepped forward to attack on the spot. Then he grabbed the bride's throat, pointed at the square with a long knife in the other hand, tilted his head and looked at the groom who was hiding on the side and said: "It turns out that you are the prefect, today I will let you go to hell if you don't succeed in the marriage, do you believe it?" The prefect immediately knelt on the ground and shouted: "Hero, hero spare life, what do you have to say, don't hurt my little beauty!" After Li Zhongyuan heard this, his angry eyes suddenly loosened and he laughed: " Hahaha, it's really affectionate and righteous, so if you are asked to choose you and her can only live, who do you choose to live?" The prefect immediately kowtowed and admitted his mistake, and said: "Ah, that, that, then ask the hero to kill her, let me go, I'll give you money, give you officials, you can do anything!" Li Zhongyuan immediately turned his head to look at the bride and said proudly: "Hehe, little prefect lady, see it, you see how much the prefect loves you, hahaha......" Then she lifted the red cloth on her head, suddenly her eyes opened, the laughter stopped, the smile gradually dispersed, and her eyes were obsessively nostalgic for her bend of autumn water, and said very softly: "Is it you?" The bride also looked at Li Zhongyuan with eyes that were almost about to shed tears. After Li Zhongyuan was stunned for a while, he immediately put down the hand that pinched her, picked her up with both hands, and then walked to the prefect and said solemnly: "You robbed the people's daughter to be a concubine? Li Zhongyuan picked up the bride with both hands and swaggered out of the house, dozens of family members with knives took the initiative to retreat and dodge, make way for Li Zhongyuan to leave, and none of the family members were not trembling. As soon as Li Zhongyuan came out of the gate of the yamen, he immediately untied the ropes on Zhao Qingling's hands and feet, and then helped her onto the horse.

There is a poem in Weizhuang in the Tang Dynasty: "Looking around the boundless birds do not fly, and the big waves are shocking the Chu Mountain." The rain and spirits have passed, and the emperor has returned in the clouds. The carp is like a distant wave, and the boat is like a leaf. Who will arrive after the Ouyi goes, although the lovers are many and the ones are rare. Guan Xiu also said: "Under the sails of a hundred considerations, the turmoil is extremely eye-catching." Wu Shan and birds are not, and Chu is cold. After this sad place, I know that it is difficult to walk. On the sand island at sunset, look back and sigh. ”

The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the Tengwang Pavilion, and the rolling Poyang Lake is even more turbulent and endless. Li Zhongyuan and Zhao Qingling both leaned on the tall building of Tengwang Pavilion, looking at the clear lake, and they didn't say a word.

The two stood by the railing for a long time, and Li Zhongyuan finally spoke calmly and gently: "I remember that day when we first met, you were also standing on the shore of the lake admiring the vast lake, and now you are pouring out some kind of sadness by a lake. It's just that it was Dongting Lake that day, and Poyang Lake today. On that day, you did not enter the Yueyang Tower to enjoy the lake and mountains, but today, you stood in the Pavilion of King Teng and tasted the sunset and autumn waves. On that day, you were alone in the bleak lake, and today, it is you and I who are reminiscing about 'the sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky'. On that day, I killed a man in front of you, and today, I still kill a man in front of you, but I kill many people. Zhao Qingling didn't know why, he knew that the person in front of him was a heinous villain, this person was like a murderer, and he had a murderous nature, but he couldn't hate it. Her eyes were hazy, she looked at Li Zhongyuan in confusion, she couldn't say a word, Li Zhongyuan also stared at Zhao Qingling with unusual melancholy eyes, and the two looked at each other for a long time, a long time......

Finally, the dark night sky was full of stars, and through the faint moonlight, the two people in the attic could be vaguely seen hugging each other, and the ironed figure made people feel a kind of condensation and closeness......

Early the next morning, Li Zhongyuan calmly said to Zhao Qingling: "I still have state affairs with me, when I rush back to Xixia and report the affairs of the lord of the country these days, I will resign and come back to you." This is my duty, and I must not forget that the lord of the kingdom has been kind to me after all. Zhao Qingling seemed to be able to understand Li Zhongyuan's mood very well, and said, "Well, you go, remember to come back early." My family lives in Bianjing, I will go home soon, I believe in your skills, you will come to Bianjing to find me as soon as you return to the Great Song Dynasty!" Li Zhongyuan nodded stiffly, and then rode away.

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