It's a night of drinking and feasting.
Lu Zhishen was heartbroken and fat, so he went to rest after getting drunk without mentioning it. Lin Chong had a heavy trust, and even though he missed his wife very much in his heart, after drinking, he immediately went to the front and back of the mountain, closed the door and closed the door, inspected the security guards everywhere, and only returned to the house to talk gently after finding that everything was normal.
Ruan Xiaoer returned to the water village in front of the beach overnight, firstly to sit in the army, and secondly to prepare ships and sailors for Zou Run to take the shipowner tomorrow.
Only Zhu Gui was out of his mind before he finished drinking. He was thinking about how to sell the private salt to the three states. At the dinner, Lu Zhishen and others asked him to drink several times, but he ignored them.
For Zhu Gui, who has always been consciously on the edge, tonight is of great significance, great responsibility, and huge pressure.
It wasn't until early the next morning, when everyone was in front of the beach to see off Zou Run, that Zhu Gui came late with two big black panda eyes. He was originally tall and thin, but now he looked as if he was about to die, which made everyone laugh.
"Brothers, why are you laughing? Are you afraid that my little brother is not dressed properly?"
Zhu Gui, who hadn't slept at all all night, was seriously out of his mind at the moment. He was wandering around checking his clothes. Now everyone couldn't help it anymore, and even Zou Run couldn't help laughing loudly.
The laughter cut through the thick fog on the lake and spread into the distance with the north wind. With a smile on his face, Zou Run boarded the fast boat bound for Dengzhou.
Before sailing, Ruan Xiaoer brought a baggage and said to Zou Run:
"My mother heard that the leader of the village was returning to Dengzhou. She was worried about the wind, frost and snow along the way, so she and my sister-in-law rushed out a bag of clothes overnight. There was a mink fur coat made for the leader of the village, two silk poncho jackets and a letter. The letter was sent to Xiaowu and Xiaoqi by the leader of Yangzhai."
Zou Run opened the furoshiki and saw the dense stitches on the clothes inside. His heart trembled and his nose was slightly sour.
"Just because of my little brother's words, I taught my brother and his family to be separated in two places. Every time I think about it, I always feel guilty. I also asked my brother to go back and tell me to take care of myself. Zou Run will definitely deliver the clothes and letters. It will take two years as soon as possible." , in as little as four years, I will teach my brother and his family to get together in one place, and no longer have to suffer the pain of separation from relatives!"
After saying that, Zou Run and Ruan Xiaowu said goodbye in tears. Just like the two Ruans did before, they walked from Liangshan Boshui Road to Beiqinghe Canal, took a boat all the way to Qingzhou, and then took the land route or sea boat to Dengzhou.
Three days later, Du Qian and Song Wan went through all kinds of hardships and finally met the exhausted Zhang San and Li Si near a Guandao Hotel in Puzhou. Just as the government's pursuers had arrived, the two sides immediately fought a battle. In the end, Du Qian and Song Wan relied on their numerical advantage to win successfully. They killed a group of officers and soldiers, captured seven or eight good horses, and carried Zhang San, Li Si and others, singing Following the triumphant song, he returned all the way to Liangshan without mentioning it.
Five days later, Lu Zhishen, who had completed repairs, officially started his journey to the original road to Jing. Zhang San and Li Si, who had rested for two days, insisted on going with him despite the obstruction. On the same day, a capable young man from Liangshan disguised himself as a Shandong salesman and traveled all the way to Gaoqiu's house in Tokyo to deliver letters.
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In AD 1115, the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month has passed, and the festive atmosphere in Tokyo has dropped. People have returned to work day after day from the joy of celebrating the festival, and the Mengtong children also reluctantly bid farewell to the winter vacation. Private schools in Tokyo have opened for teaching one after another, and major government offices have also opened their doors and officially opened their doors.
The green-faced beast Yang Zhi, who has been in Tokyo for more than half a month, finally found a way out by spending a lot of money during the Spring Festival. As soon as the Lantern Festival was over, he couldn't wait to ask someone to come to the Privy Council to take care of his affairs.
It's a pity that things are different now. In the past, although Yang Zhi was only a rank-9 sesame mung bean official, he still had the reputation of being from a famous family. People in the officialdom wanted to have a good relationship. Wherever Yang Zhi went, others would sell him higher or lower. face. But now that he is a pardoned criminal, who will look at him differently?
The person Yang Zhi placed high hopes on was an old official in the Privy Council.
Officials in the Song Dynasty had low status and high authority. Officials at the state and county levels could rely on their power to dominate the local area. Similar to officials in central power agencies such as the Privy Council, they had great hands and eyes, so even though they were officials Although he was a member of the Communist Party of China, he dared to handle Yang Zhi's reinstatement.
But as soon as the office opened, he was forced to do things. Even though the old official was thinking about the friendship he had in the past, he didn't look good on Yang Zhi. Only after Yang Zhijiang came out with real money, he reluctantly transferred to the Privy Council.
It was bitingly cold on the streets of Tokyo after the Lantern Festival. During this period, the expenses were extremely high. Most of the original load of gold and silver had been used up. In order to save money, the New Year was over without buying a new piece of clothing. Yang Zhi immediately Still wearing the same old clothes.
The soldiers guarding the gate of the Privy Council, all dressed in respectable new clothes, all looked at the former general disciple with mocking expressions. Although they did not say a word, the mocking and sarcastic looks on their faces made it clear that The seven-foot-tall Yang Zhizhi wanted to create a crack in the ground so that he could crawl in. It was so embarrassing.
In the howling cold wind, Yang Zhi lived like a year. Compared with the icy wind and snow, he was more afraid of the strange looks of people coming and going. Among them were old colleagues and friends, but except for the same frosty and cold eyes, there was no one. Reaching out for help, even a few words of comfort were not heard.
During this torturous time, no matter how long it passed, Yang Zhi finally saw the piece of paper he had been dreaming of. The seal of the Privy Council on it was still fresh and red as blood.
Yang Zhi couldn't wait to reach out and take it, but the piece of paper shrank back unexpectedly.
Yang Zhi was furious. He raised his head that had been buried for a long time and revealed the "boss" mark on his face. However, when he saw that the man had pinned the document behind his waist, stretched out one hand at his side, and used his index finger and thumb to Keep twisting there.
Yang Zhi was silent. He tried his best to put on a smile and took out the last bit of money from the baggage behind him - this was the money he reserved for hotel room.
"Hmph, it's a joke to try to make up for your official position with just this little money... If you don't have any money in your pocket, you can just be an ordinary citizen and stop daydreaming about the blue sky!"
Seeing that Yang Zhi could no longer squeeze any profit from him, the old official had no choice but to snatch the money from Yang Zhi's hand, throw a piece of paper at his feet, and speak dirty words to avoid the plague. As if turning back to the Yamen.
Yang Zhi clutched the document tightly, his mind was in a mess, and he subconsciously moved his steps, no matter how high or low he was, and unexpectedly arrived at the door of the Palace Commander's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, he met Taiwei Gao Qiu very smoothly, which made him overjoyed, thinking that his family was finally out of bad luck and had hope of repeating his official career.
In the inspection hall in front of the palace, all military generals and officials, big and small, came to listen to the Taiwei's inspection.
On the first day of work after the festival, Gao Qiu was neatly dressed. He wore a majestic and thick purple official uniform tailor-made by a skilled craftsman. It had a curved collar and big sleeves, a horizontal gait underneath, and was tied neatly with a leather belt inlaid with gold and jade around his waist. Wearing a long turban on her head and black leather boots on her feet, she looks very dignified.
"Bring Yang Zhi to court."
In the spacious and tidy courtroom, Gao Qiu's voice was calm and calm after sitting on the desk. The clerk in the hall quickly took the order and brought Yang Zhi, who was wearing shabby clothes, to the hall.
Looking at the hall full of former Japanese army colleagues in uniform, Yang Zhi felt ashamed for no reason. He lowered his head deeply, not daring to look at Captain Gao who was sitting high in the hall. He handed over the notebook he carried with him and the information he got from the Privy Council After the document was handed over to the clerk and sent to Gao Qiu's official case, he bowed to the ground with a plop, feeling frightened and ashamed, but also uneasy and begging:
"Yang Zhi, the envoy of the front hall, pays homage to the Taiwei! He was on the run after he fell into the Yellow River while escorting Hua Shi Gang. Later, he was pardoned by the emperor and absolved of his crime. Yang Zhijin has obtained an extension document from the Privy Council, asking for reinstatement of his duties. He is willing to come here in the future. The military formation at the border was in service, reported to the emperor, reported to the country, and begged the Taiwei for permission. Yang Zhi wept and kowtowed to complain."
After saying that, this majestic seven-foot-old man threw himself to the ground, facing the big bluestone paving the ground, bang! Boom! Boom! Kowtowed three times.
In the entire military academy, from top to bottom, who doesn’t know that this man is a green-faced beast? Who doesn't know that he is the queen of the Yang family? The children of these meritorious officials are now reduced to this state. Some people look at them with shamelessness and ridicule, while others look at things and hurt their own kind, only to think that the rabbit will die and the dog will be cooked.
