Song Hongjun of Dali Temple was busy walking, he didn't know what was going on, and a case involving the king of Hailing County in the old years was found out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And who is the king of Hailing? It was Li Yuanji, the king of Qi that year.

"Sun Shilang, Sun Shilang knows me, I don't know this fact, I really don't know!"

Song Hongjun's lips trembled, the whole person trembled, as a Beijing official, he was originally looking forward to returning to his hometown in Anzhou in the future, and he would return to his hometown in beautiful clothes.

But what he never expected was that since someone said that he wanted to redeem the land in Anzhou's hometown and was rejected by the clansmen, his whole person in Chang'an City immediately became uneasy.

Although Li Ke, the king of Wu, has not yet lifted the prison, the door of the prison has already been opened.

After Song Mu, the official of the Northern Qi Dynasty, would he be so ignorant to mix in the affairs of the Wang family of Hailing County?

However, when he found his old superior, Sun Fujia, who had already served as a full-time servant of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, wanted to speak and stopped, he opened his mouth, and finally couldn't say anything.

"Sun ...... Sun Gong, you ...... What do you know? Be...... Did I offend someone? ”

Between the words, Song Hongjun knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Sun Gong save me, Sun Gong save me!" ”

He is a high-ranking official from Dali Temple, and once the matter is completely determined, he can't turn over at all. There is no doubt that someone will put him to death.

With his foundation, he is just a small and medium-sized family in Anzhou, and he is far from being comparable to the five surnames and seven hopes.

"I can't save you, and if I save you, no one else can save me."

Sun Fujia's lips also trembled, "Have you heard...... Have you heard that people with Jiangxia accents went to your hometown in Anzhou and said that they wanted to ransom your family's property? ”

Hearing Sun Fujia say this, Song Hongjun's whole person was like being pierced by a thorn! His eyes were round, and he shouted incredulously: "That Jiang Xiazi...... How could Jiang Xiazi be so vicious! ”

"Huh...... Sun Fujia looked helpless, "It seems that there is such a thing." Brother Song, I'm just afraid that your family will beat that Jiang Xiazi out. Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this. ”

"Sun Gong! Sun Gong, how should this be good? I...... I want to make this clear to Your Majesty! Failing to rob the land and property, and accusing the emperor of the official's errand, this is beyond the limit, this is the ......"

"Brother Song!"

Sun Fujia was carrying a letter from his junior brother in his arms at the moment, and the letter was full of absurd words, but he was so helpless. By the time the letter arrived in Chang'an, the Song clan of Anzhou, who had knocked the Jiangxia people out of the courtyard, had already died.

"You just go to ask for a room, and you ...... It's also useless. Right now, if you want to save yourself, you can only ......"

Bang!

Before Sun Fujia finished speaking, he saw a team of tiger and wolf warriors come in, and when he saw the horizontal knife on his waist in the costume furniture, he knew that these were the people who were camping left and right.

"Song Hongjun! You've got it! ”

"Nope! No! Sun Gong! Sun Gong! Sun Gong administers justice for me, Sun Gong saves me, Sun ......"

A rag stuffed Song Hongjun's mouth, and the "Ten Thousand Horses" captain hugged his fist at Sun Fujia and said: "Sun Shilang, this is a plot against the remnants, you must be careful to make a mistake!" Leave. ”

After saying that, he didn't look at Sun Fujia, whose face was red and white for a while, and waved his hand: "Take it away!" ”

Boom!

smashed a fist on Song Hongjun's stomach, and the cadres of Dali Temple, who were originally quite strong, were smashed into a ball by a punch, and then seemed to be a dead dog, and was taken out by two tiger wolves.

After going out, there were already three or five Beijing officials who had just been stripped of their green official robes in the stainless steel prisoner car, all of whom were bureaucrats below the sixth grade.

"Ah, isn't that Dali Temple?"

"Shhh...... It's really unthinkable that Song Hongjun is this kind of person. ”

As he was talking, someone took the copied newspaper and said: "In this Anzhou Song Fish and Meat Township, more than 40,000 acres of private land have been snatched and a large area of mountains and forests have been occupied. If it weren't for King Wu's inspection, someone would be desperately tall and strong, I am afraid that he would not be able to miss this vicious person. ”

"I heard that there are no less than 1,000 servants in the Song family, and even Yongye Tian secretly occupies the farming, and he contacted the officials of the counties in Anzhou to conceal the output, and he actually took the beans to pay taxes, which is really cunning."

"The moths of such a country really deserve to be exiled for three thousand miles!"

In the Fang City in the west of Chang'an City, someone said these words, and Sun Fujia listened to it, and his face became even more ugly.

In Dongcheng, there was laughter and laughter in Pingkangfang, and I saw a brocade robe boy open the hem of his clothes and laughed: "Gentlemen, drink a full drink!" ”

"Please!"

"Please!"

Like this, Luoyang also has it, and Hanyang also has it.

Zhang De knew that the action would be fast, but for the sake of profits, for the sake of pork, more than ten counties in four states, the speed of killing chickens and monkeys made Zhang De a little emotional.

Anzhou Song clan, that is after Song Mou, the official of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Song Hongjun is his great-grandson, but now he is about to be exiled to Shazhou, maybe even to Xizhou. In short, in this world, there is no longer any Anzhou Song clan.

A medium-sized family was completely wiped out overnight because of a word and an action.

And its downfall turned out to be so moisturizing and silent, both violent and gentle, that people were completely confused. It is the Xingyang Zheng family, and the Anzhou Song family also has some to do with it, but in the face of the collapse of the Anzhou Song family, the Xingyang Zheng family felt that the Song family was innocent, and he actually had a relationship with Li Yuanji.

Yes, the Gaomen family thought that this was the handiwork of Emperor Li Shimin.

Why not? After all, it was the problem discovered by Li Ke, the king of Wu, the prison set off by Li Ke, the king of Wu, and the precursor of Li Ke, the king of Wu, as the monarch's father.

Li Yuanji's remnants deserve to die. Now that he can not die, but be exiled, it is already the emperor's grace.

"Song's finish."

Li Desheng, secretary of the Jingling County Party Committee, is not very good-looking, and his current methods are different from playing "sheep eating people" in Hebei back then.

Back then, Lao Li was just pulling tiger skin and singing a big show, and it was only the barbarians and low-level civilians who were pitted, and those Han people who lost their land in Hebei could go to Shicheng Iron and Steel Plant, go to the wharf, and go to relatives in Henan. Barbarians can flee to big households to be cattle, horses, slaves and maids, they can go to the Khitan to pick up machetes and kill people, and they can lead the way for Zhang Gongjin to earn a court canonization......

In the final analysis, back then, it was just the strong crushing the weak, not a fair showdown.

Now......

Lao Li sleeps at night and feels numb in his back. These little cubs who grew up in the "Loyalty Society" have too much awe, and even their awe of the emperor is more perfunctory and hypocritical than that of famous ministers and prime ministers like Fang Moudu.

Lao Li pondered more than once: Zhang Caozhi is good at building, very good at craftsmanship, he has created many strange things, but at the moment this thing is the strangest.

"yes, it's over."

After playing a game of chess with Lao Li, Zhang De's eyes became cold, and he suddenly said: "The initiator, what does it matter?" ”