Jiangnan West Road, Yongzhou.

Yongzhou Sui was called Lingling County, and at the turn of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was the famous Xiao Milling who occupied the entire south. Although from the Wei and Jin dynasties to the Sui and Tang dynasties, most of those fierce wars were in the north, but while maintaining a certain degree of stability in the south, the vast number of people still have to bear heavy conscription and military service, and because of this, when the population was counted during the Zhenguan period, Yongzhou was only more than 20,000 people, and now the population of Yongzhou is more than 160,000, which is still on the basis of not counting the fugitives and hidden households. Therefore, Lingling County, Yongzhou Prefecture, is also one of the leading cities in Jiangnan West Road, and it is even more lively in the first month.

However, in the midst of the laughter and laughter everywhere, most of the travelers in the hostel who did not have time to return home were naturally sad. Among them, in a hostel that has been chartered by a team of officers and soldiers for more than ten days, the mood from top to bottom is even more so. The officer headed by the Chinese New Year was very dissatisfied, and at this moment he kicked over a low couch with his foot, and he said angrily: "I have walked for almost a month on this 3,000-mile road, and there is still nearly half of the road left unwalked, and it is simply hateful to pretend to be sick in such a place."

"But the doctor said that Huo Guogong was indeed sick......

The weak voice next to him had just come out, and was immediately spat back by the team: "That's because I'm used to being pampered, so I can't bear it when I walk this little way." If he didn't travel alone, wouldn't we be working harder than him? I am on duty during the day and at night. This delay is more than ten days, if we get to the ground and be blamed, we will be reprimanded and punished for our hard work, which is simply unlucky

Hearing this complaint, others couldn't help but feel the same way. For a while, the sound of scolding in the lobby continued, and zuihou actually reached the room. Because he was urged to travel all the way, two strands in the bumps were seriously worn out, and then because of the wet and cold weather in the south, Wang Mao Zhongdeng was angry, but when he thought of his situation, he was immediately depressed.

The phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken, not to mention that he has now been swept to the end, and he has not even been able to meet the Son of Heaven before leaving. In the past, he was conceited and arrogant, and he didn't know how many people he had offended, but now that he is far out of Beijing, he doesn't know how many people will fall into the ground. It's like those who complain and curse him outside, but who would dare to let him hear half of such disrespectful words in the past?

"Ahem, ahem"

An itch in his throat, a sudden urge to cough, forced him to interrupt these chaotic thoughts. In the past, as long as he moved the slightest movement, someone would come to serve, but now even though he coughed and his chest hurt, no one came to look at him. When he reluctantly reached out to grab the porridge bowl next to him, the icy temperature made him withdraw his hand, and his heart was full of bitterness.

As long as there is money, as long as there are people, then he can still think of a way, but after he was placed under house arrest in the palace, he directly made a book and went out of Beijing, penniless, and there was no half of the servants to accompany him, and if this continued, sooner or later he would be tossed and killed on the road by these resentful soldiers Even on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve a few days ago, they dared to take cold fat over and perfunctory, what else could not be done?

"Come on...... Someone"

Even if he knew that no one would come, Wang Maozhong still had to scream. I don't know how long it took, but someone finally pushed open the door and poked their heads out. Recognizing that this was the youngest and shy and gentle of the group of soldiers, he was relieved, and immediately called out in the gentlest tone, "Can you bring some hot water?" ”

The young soldier hesitated for a moment, then closed the door and went out, and after a while, he came in with a porcelain teapot and a tea bowl. When he arrived in front of Wang Maozhong, he put down the tea bowl and filled it with water, and then gave it to Wang Maozhong with one hand. Faced with the rare hot things in front of him these days, Wang Maozhong only felt that his throat was even more thirsty, and after taking it tremblingly, he was not afraid of being hot and brought it to his mouth, and suddenly took a big sip. Although his teeth were bared, it seemed that the cooling that penetrated deep into the bone marrow seemed to be driven away a lot, so that he drank the bowl of water in a moment.

"Thank you, little brother." If it were in the past, where would Wang Maozhong be so polite to a mere soldier, but at this moment, he said it sincerely.

The young soldier smiled shyly, packed his things and was about to go out, but he heard a rush of footsteps outside, followed by shouting. He was stunned for a moment, he couldn't care about anything, and hurriedly dropped his things and walked out quickly, and Wang Maozhong also lifted his spirits at once, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement. Vaguely hearing Chang'an, the book, and his own name, his eyes showed a hint of brilliance, but as the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, followed by a person he could not forget, his face suddenly lost a trace of blood.

"General Wang, it's been a long time"

Yang Siqiao grinned, revealing a handful of teeth that were still extremely well maintained despite his age. It's just that at this moment, in the dim light of the room, which is still lit in the daytime, the teeth look terrifyingly white. No one but him dared to follow the house, and even the door was re-sealed. No matter how much you listened, there was not the slightest sound outside, as if all the sounds had been sifted out through a sieve.

Wang Maozhong stared at Yang Siqiao for a while, and only after a while did his voice highlight a few words hoarsely: "The saint wants to kill me?" ”

Yang Siqiao smiled slightly, and said with deep malice: "You understand very well. I thought you thought it was a saint who had changed his mind and wanted to summon you back to Beijing. ”

"Hmph" Wang Mao Zhong has always looked down on these eunuchs in the palace. Even if Yang Siqiao was a hero who made great contributions during the mutiny of the crown prince Li Chongjun during the Zhongzong period, and put down the rebellion several times, he never looked at him squarely. At this moment, he was sneered at by the person he looked down on the most, he only felt a pain in his heart, but he was still unwilling to show a little weakness, he just said coldly, "If you want to see my jokes, then you don't need to be I, Wang Mao Zhong, although he is not a hero, he will not wag his tail and beg for mercy."

"General Wang has always called himself a man, how dare I look at your jokes?" Yang Siqiao walked slowly to Wang Maozhong's bed, and said with a smile, "I won't drag mud and water with you, you are deeply gracious, and Bixia ordered me to come to prison and hang." After you died, your wife who had both been awarded the title of Mrs. of the country, who did not touch the spring water with her ten fingers, and was accustomed to being a slave, naturally had to taste what the suffering of the world was. As for your sons who have taken advantage of your power and are unscrupulous, they will naturally know what it means to knock down the wall and push Wang Mao Zhong, you are just a Goryeo slave, not much more noble than others, but you still look down on us, what are you yourself?"

Although Yang Siqiao has an outstanding reputation, whether in the palace or in front of people, he will always try his best to show people with a gentle side, but he really showed his fierce side at this time, and even Wang Maozhong couldn't help but chatter his teeth. However, now, he knew that he had no chance to turn over, and it was in vain to take advantage of his tongue, so he could only grit his teeth and remain silent at the moment. It wasn't until Yang Siqiao opened his mouth and gave an order, and when the two big men outside pushed the door in, holding a white silk silk in their hands, his pupils suddenly contracted, but he only grabbed the futon under him.

One circle, two circles, three circles, the silky and soft silk whiskers surrounded his neck, and then began to gradually increase the strength, even if it was not as murderous as Yang Siqiao, but Wang Maozhong had also killed people, but he never thought that it was such a terrible thing for him to die, every trace of pain, every trace of fear, as if magnified countless times in an instant, made him almost crazy. But his throat couldn't make the slightest sound, and he didn't have the slightest strength to struggle. When he suddenly saw the young soldier who had brought water to him suddenly break in, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, as if the other party had come to save him.

"It's Yuan'an." Yang Siqiao nodded gently to the other party, and when he saw the young soldier hurriedly saluting, he turned his head to look at Wang Maozhong, who was full of incredulity, and said with a smile, "General Wang, you shouldn't have recognized him for a long time." He is the son of Zuo Yu Lin Wei Xiao Le, who robbed and killed Du Jiulang in the past, and since I found him, I have been raising him as a son, and told him that although his father committed a big crime and deserved to die, but what he deserved to die was to let him do it, and then he killed the father and son of the Wang family Now you take the first step, and then he will naturally take the life of your son Wang Shouzhen and send him to Jiuquan to meet you. ”

Seeing that the young soldier who cared for him the most just now and all the way smiled innocently, but there was a chilling ruthlessness in that smile, Wang Maozhong suddenly lost a little bit of strength. He even heard the sound of the cartilage in his neck completely broken, and he interrupted Zuihou in a fit of rage. It wasn't until the men who executed left and right reported that Yang Siqiao stared at the sworn enemy he had always hated the most, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Father-in-law......" Xiao Yuanan bowed behind him and called out these two words softly.

"You go to Shizhou by yourself, Wang Shouzhen may not be able to sit in the seat of Shizhou Sihu to join the army for a few days. After the personal feud, go back to Chang'an immediately, don't think about it more. ”

"Yes." Xiao Yuanan lowered his head deeply, and then turned around and strode out of the door.

Looking at his back, Yang Siqiao pinched his fingers and calculated, and groaned thoughtfully.

Du Shiyi sent him and Gao Lishi heavy gifts a year ago, asking them to try to get the Son of Heaven to forgive Yu Wenrong. Although he and Gao Lishi didn't really wear the same pair of pants, when discussing the matter, they couldn't help but praise Youruo Du Junli, which was indeed a great blessing in life. Now that he has left Chang'an, the king of cuisine, Mao Zhong, the matter of forgiveness can only be handed over to Gao Lishi, and it is expected that he will never let Pei Guangting, Li Linfu and others do whatever they want because of the old relationship in the past. Besides, what Du Shiyi wants to protect is not Yu Wenrong's official position, but just to save his life, that's all.