Zhao Da returned to the school office and came to Hua Xin to hand over the order.
"Is it done?" Hua Xin asked.
Zhao Da said: "Back to your lord, Wu Ziguo has been captured, and the townspeople have also been temporarily detained. There is just one thing that I hope your lord will decide."
Then he told Hua Xin what happened before in detail, including his attempt to recruit Song Yu.
Hua Xin frowned as he listened and asked, "That man really turned into a straw man in front of your eyes?"
Zhao Da took out a straw man and placed it on the table. Hua Xin picked it up and looked at it for a long time, but still found it incredible.
Zhao Da whispered: "Sir, I have a question. I wonder if..."
Hua Xin put the straw man aside and said, "Do you want to ask Song Xin?"
Zhao Da nodded and said, "I feel that Song Xin is not an ordinary person."
Hua Xin smiled noncommittally and said, "Try it."
Zhao Da continued: "Capturing Lu Junqin, Song Chou and Lu Ze in Jingzhou, and later killing Lu Ying, any of these things, if I were to do it, I would probably have a narrow escape. Song Xin is an uncrowned young man. , but he was able to come back unscathed, and he was able to kill more than half of the dead soldiers of the Lu family with his own strength. I believe that this is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. And that Song Yu, at first glance, he is not an ordinary person. , these people actually refused my invitation and were willing to follow Song Xin, which further shows that Song Xin is not a simple person."
Hua Xin glanced at Zhao Da and asked, "Then who do you think he is?"
Zhao Da lowered his voice and said, "I heard that in this world, there is a kind of person called a cultivator, who possesses magical powers. I guess that Song Xin is probably a cultivator."
Hua Xin pressed his hand, motioned for him to come closer, and whispered: "Your guess is somewhat reasonable. Mr. Chen Jiao once mentioned that Song Xin has supernatural powers, and asked me not to underestimate him. Bofang (Zhao Da's nickname is Bo Fang), Don’t let this news get out for now. This person may be of great use in the future.”
"Zhao Da understands that it will definitely not be spread to outsiders. I will also restrain my subordinates and never reveal even a word. But, does the Prime Minister want..." He raised his head again and asked.
Hua Xin smiled meaningfully and said, "Bo Fang, how do you think your ability to detect people is better than that of the Prime Minister?"
Zhao Da was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but he immediately said: "Of course it's far less than that."
Hua Xin said: "What you can see is that the Prime Minister is with Song Xin all day long. How can he not see the clues? Since he won't say it, you don't want to say it either. Just do your own thing. Do you understand?"
Zhao Da quickly leaned down and said with fear: "Zhao Da understands! Thank you for reminding me!"
Hua Xin patted Zhao Da gently on the shoulder and said, "Also, don't be like those noblemen who despise him just because of his background. I am busy with government affairs and cannot take too much into the affairs of the school office. At the moment, there are people around me. We are short of a chancellor, are you interested in taking up the position?"
When Zhao Da heard this, he trembled, kowtowed quickly and said, "I would like to thank Master Hua for your respect. I will definitely do my best..."
Before he finished speaking, Hua Xin interrupted him, "I haven't said yet that I will let you take this position, but I can give you a chance to make meritorious deeds."
Zhao Da immediately understood that Hua Xin was promoting him. As long as he made one more contribution, he could take the position of Dian Xiaocao.
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: "This time the Three Holy Sect incited the people to rebel against the imperial court and also killed my colleagues in the school office. I ordered you to lead a team to destroy them. However, you must not alarm the people in the city. As for how to do it, it depends on your ability."
Zhao Da cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for the promotion, sir. My subordinates have long found out about the dilapidated Buddhist temple they occupy in the south of the city."
"Okay. You brought Tang Yao here with your own hands. It is your duty to avenge him!"
"By the way, sir, do you want Song Xin to know?"
Hua Xin said: "No need, he will know about it later."
"No, Zhao Da takes the order." He stood up suddenly, waiting for this order.
Late one night....
The dark clouds in the sky were pressing down on the entire Xudu, making it cold and depressing. The stars and moon were gone, and everything was dark. The people who were looking after the lights on the street have also disappeared. It's just that there seem to be more soldiers on the tower in the distance.
A drunk man walked out of a tavern in the south of the city and walked into a deep alley to go home. He kept burping and walking smelling of alcohol. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the darkness and covered his mouth. Then he suddenly fell and the drunkard fell to the ground with a plop. He panicked and was about to shout, but he saw two rows of armed figures standing in the shadows of the walls on both sides of the alley. There were so many people, and the alley was dark, that he couldn't even count how many people there were. The drunk man was so frightened that he was half sober.
"Don't make any noise, sit here!" A tall school official said in a low voice. The drunk man nodded quickly and squatted in the corner with his head in his hands, not daring to move.
Then, a school official with a white feather on his shoulder came in and reported in a low voice: "Returning to Mr. Zhao, there is news from the watchtower. They are still inside. Everything is as usual, and they did not notice us approaching."
"Okay! Seal the intersection leading to the Buddhist temple and notify the watchtower soldiers to shoot anyone who crosses the wall. For the rest of the people, please remember to keep your mouth shut."
"No!" The school officials agreed softly, and then started to file out of the alley. At this time, nearly a hundred people poured out of nowhere. They had a clear division of labor. Some blocked the intersection, while others prepared rope ladders and hook locks. More than ten flat-bed carts were also pushed near the Buddhist temple. The carts were filled with straw and white ash and were hidden in the darkness.
Zhao Da walked to the door of the Buddhist temple, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and murmured in a low voice: "The demons occupied the temple and ruined the peace of the Buddha. Today Zhao is a demon-killing King Kong. I hope the Buddha will forgive me for killing." The evil..."
Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and a fierce murderous intention shot out from his eyes. After waving his hand, the school officials behind him divided into groups of three or five, threw out their grappling hooks, and climbed up the wall. Then the school officials below all climbed into the courtyard wall one by one.
When they reached the gate, two black-clad congregants happened to be taking a nap, and their necks were wiped in an instant. Then the door opened a crack from the inside. School officials who were waiting outside filed in.
They were cleaning the inside of the Buddhist temple. At this time, a sage in white was passing by. He seemed to hear a small sound in the dark, and he raised his lantern and was about to check. Suddenly, dozens of crossbow arrows were fired from all directions, pinning him and the three saints in black behind him like hedgehogs.
Then several school officials came forward and dragged their bodies into the weeds beside the road.
In some houses of the Buddhist temple, the sounds of drinking and having fun can be heard vaguely, as well as the sounds of sleeping and snoring. These undoubtedly pointed out the direction for Zhao Da's men. These people from the Three Saints Sect don't even know that the Three Saints are dead.
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They were still glad that the Three Saints didn't come back, allowing them to rest for one more night.
The laughter of men and women came from a room. Then a school official gently pushed them, and there was no latch. When the people inside heard the noise, they asked, "Hey, why are you back? It's not time to change shifts yet?"
Suddenly, on the dimly lit window, a figure covered his neck and collapsed, a line of blood splashing on the white window screen. Then seven or eight school officials rushed in. After hearing a few dull sounds of swords slicing through flesh, no one inside moved.
Almost all of these people were stabbed in the neck and didn't even have a chance to shout.
The same thing is still happening throughout the temple. At this time, this place was not a temple, but a Shura field. Even the chill of the night could not suppress the growing smell of blood.
An hour later, the school officials gathered in front of the main hall in the middle of the Buddhist temple, with a dozen women kneeling in front of them.
The women were trembling as they looked at these big men who looked like humans and ghosts, covered in blood, and were so frightened that they were at a loss what to do. Among them was the flower-picking maid whose appearance was deformed by Song Xin. After she was beaten beyond recognition by Song Xin, she was thrown into the Flower Slave Yard and tortured every day.
"Sir, they said they were from the Huanuyuan." A school official came over and reported.
Zhao Da walked up to the flower-picking maid and asked, "Is there anyone else here?"
"You bitch...this bitch doesn't know..."
Then she raised her head and looked at Zhao Da with expectant eyes, "Sir, we are all captured people, please save us."
Several women behind her immediately begged in low voices. The life in the Huanuyuan was simply worse than death.
Zhao Da glanced at them, and then calmly whispered: "Let's do it."
The school officials did not hesitate at all and stepped forward to wipe their necks one by one.
Then, the gate opened, and a dozen flatbed carts were pushed in. The corpses in the courtyard were spread with lime and loaded onto the carts, covered with straw, and pushed towards the city gate.
The general guarding the gate saw the cars and tacitly ordered to open the city. The cars were pushed out of the city one by one, where people were already waiting.
These cars were pushed to a place three to five miles away from the city, and the dead bodies were pushed into deep pits that had been dug long ago.
Everything went smoothly and no one even spoke during the process.
At this time, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and then raindrops fell, as if they were crying. The lime in the pit was smashed by raindrops into clouds of white mist.
In the empty Buddhist temple, only patches of blood were left. As the rain falls, the blood gathers into a stream and flows into the soil. This rain is so ruthless and indifferent.
Zhao Da stood in the rain, clasping his hands and saying something silently to the Buddhist temple.
His men waited quietly for him to finish. No one spoke, not even a cough was heard. There was only the sound of rain hitting their shoulders, armor, and swords.
After Zhao Dar finished reading, he opened his eyes and said: "Withdraw."
In an instant, they left as cleanly as if no one had ever been there.
At this time, the drunk man in custody came out tremblingly and looked at everything in front of him blankly. Then he smelled the bloody smell in the rain, his expression suddenly changed, and he ran away as fast as he could.
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