"Although the Great Jin Kingdom was destroyed, it was destroyed with backbone! You cowardly and useless southerners will be destroyed by the Mongolians in the future and will be a thousand times more humiliating than Jingkang!"

The man wearing a prison uniform and slightly high cheekbones jumped into the rolling river without hesitation after scolding this extremely vicious curse to the imprisoned.

Those who stayed on the river bank were just thinking that the prisoners in their hands would surrender to their country after worshiping the old master. At this time, the prison officers of the Song Dynasty who were not shocked, and several lazy prisoners who did not care about the life and death of the prisoners.

Of course, there is also Zheng Yunming's official ship resting by the river.

The old shipman on the boat was most anxious and righteous. When he saw someone falling into the water without asking, he jumped down without asking. Zheng Yunming didn't even have time to dissuade him.

Zheng Yunming should not be willing to care about such idiots, but who could stop him from voluntarily seeking death? However, the belief in Buddhism among the people of the Song Dynasty made most people still have the desire to save lives and could not bear to let a life go away. Seeing the old shipwreck swimming desperately towards the river with the red-faced man who was struggling, several prisoners reluctantly took off their clothes and rushed down the river to help, it seemed that the prisoner who scolded the Song Dynasty could finally save his life.

The prison officer saw that it was the official ship's flag, so he hurriedly got on the boat and said thanks to Zheng Yunming. Everyone was a colleague in the officialdom, so he naturally knew that the prisoner's accidental death was not a good thing for the prison officer's career. Zheng Yunming casually said a few words and asked: "What kind of prisoner has such a great hatred for the imperial court, as if the imperial court destroyed his entire family?"

"Of course I am not a minister of the Song Dynasty. This person was a great official of the Jin Kingdom who we captured in Sizhou a few years ago. He seemed to be a general of the Xuanchai Dynasty. He was a very famous general in the Jin Kingdom. After being captured, he refused to surrender to the court. Isn't this the Jin Kingdom already finished playing? The purpose of going up to the top is to see if his position is loose. If he can surrender properly, he can save money in the prison and waste food. He said he was willing to worship the old master on the riverside, and then surrender, but he never thought......"

"After saying that, we did destroy his country, which is much more serious than destroying his entire family." Zheng Yunming smiled and stepped onto the springboard: "Well, let's meet this iron-bone loyal minister."

The red-faced man who was rescued by the old shipwreck was watched by seven or eight prison guards, and his feet were shackled again. This time everyone was careful, for fear that he would recover and continue to seek death.

Zheng Yunming glanced around the man sitting on the ground and sighed exaggeratedly.

Seeing Zheng Yunming pretending to be a joke, the man was furious and stood up, shouting, "You can see the thief of Song State, why sigh?"

"I am sorry for my reputation. I heard that when I was in the north, I was also a famous general under the Jurchens. I have been suffocated for more than ten years. I am really a comparison with Su Wu, a Han Chinese, who is buried with the Lord today, and he seems to be a famous scholar Yan Zhenqing, who refuses to bow down to the Hu people. Unfortunately, my husband missed a big deal by my shipwreck. Otherwise, in the future, there will inevitably be a master's deeds in history to repay the Hu people. I will teach me the people of the Song Dynasty to remember it forever. Isn't it beautiful?"

One of him was a Han man on his left, another one reported Hu, and another was so sorry for Zou Zou's words. The red-faced man was even more angry and his yellow beard trembled. He shouted: "I, Bi Zilun, is just a useless person who works odd jobs. The emperor valued my skills. He put me in the army of the south and made many military achievements, so he had the status of being promoted to control. My wealth was given by His Majesty. I have no kindness to me like the emperor of the Southern Dynasty. So what if I am a Han man? Even if the historical books record Bi's deeds, Bi would not feel guilty at all, only great pride!"

"It's unreasonable," Zheng Yunming smiled and turned to the prison officer, "Is it unreasonable for him to say this?"

"This person is like this in prison. The famous ones are smelly and hard. The officials don't have to worry about him." While smoothing out the situation, the prison officer instructed the soldiers to escort Bi Zilun back.

"This is useless. He has decided to die. If he cannot die today, he will definitely seek death again if he has the chance." Zheng Yunming thought for a while and said to the prison officer: "Let me say a few words to him alone."

The prison officer nodded and signaled the prison guard to take a few steps back, but he was fully prepared, for fear that Bi Zilun would take the opportunity to jump into the river again.

Zheng Yunming walked forward, whispered a few words in Bi Zilun's ear, then took out something from his arms and put it in Bi Zilun's hands.

Bi Zilun looked at the object in his hand and suddenly burst into tears.

Everyone was confused when they watched this scene. Xian'er curiously stepped forward and pulled Zheng Yunming's sleeve: "Young Master, what did you say to him?"

"Confidential" Zheng Yunming put his finger on his lips and smiled meaningfully.

Bi Zilun cried for a while, and suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice: "Where is the dog prison officer of the Song Dynasty, get over! Let's explain to your dog commander, and I'm willing to surrender!"

The prison officer was overjoyed and hurriedly sent someone to report, but also thanked Zheng Yunming.

Zheng Yunming replied in a panic and asked in a low voice: "This Bi'er who became our official, wouldn't he have any other thoughts, right?"

"Hey, brother, it seems that you have not been long as an official. As an official, you have to deal with what you can deal with. Those who can mix political achievements must mix political achievements," the prison officer said indifferently: "The task of the top peak is to make the surrender of the Bi. As for what he surrenders, whether he is preparing to rebel, it is not our responsibility. As long as the surname Bi nods, our mission will be completely lost. As for the country and other things, you will understand in the future that you will have a short life for your concern."

The prison officer said a promise and turned around and left with Bi Zilun. Only Zheng Yunming, who was surprised, stayed on the bank of the river.

"Xian'er, what kind of national official is this? It's so irrational, so irrational!"

Of course, Zheng Yunming, who was frustrated, could not just turn back without rushing for the five dou of rice. The official boat continued to sail, entered the river, passed Jiankang, and left Chizhou, and soon entered Jiangzhou.

Jiangzhou was Jiujiang in the Tang Dynasty. It has been an important town where water and land meet since ancient times. The former had the fief of Xiang Yu, while Yingbu, who rebels from Xiang Gui Liu, was enthroned here. Later, Zhou Yu, the governor of the Eastern Wu, was stationed here and trained the navy on Poyang Lake. Of course, Jiujiang became famous in that dynasty due to Bai Letian's popular song "Pipa Xing". The famous line "Who cries the most among the seats? The green shirt of Sima in Jiangzhou" was passed down by word of mouth among the literati of the Song Dynasty, which made Jiangzhou famous all over the world.

But for Zheng Yunming, Jiangzhou is famous because of another thing.

"Boatman," Zheng Yunming greeted the old shipwreck with a warm heart: "What famous restaurant is there on the Xunyang River?"

"Which is the magistrate asked? Although the old man has only been to Jiangzhou a few times, he also knows the names of Taibaiju, Yutangchun, and Hujialou..."

"No, the restaurant I asked about is Xunyang Tower."

"Xunyang Tower? There are so many of these. There are no ten or eight of the wine shops on the side of Xunyang River..."

"So that's the case, that's fine. I'll go over and visit slowly, and by the way, you can also see the customs and customs of Jiangzhou." Zheng Yunming said, calling the guard's instructor over and stuffing it for a while: "Brothers have put in a lot of effort to protect my official along the way. I'll ask everyone to find a restaurant and have fun. There is still a longer way to go below."

The coach was originally a military soldier from the Prime Minister's Mansion and was an old acquaintance with the third young master. He did not refuse now. After saying a few words of thanks, he took the guards and soldiers happily.

Zheng Yunming only took Xian'er and walked slowly into Jiangzhou city.

"Young Master, is this Xunyang Tower originally very famous? Why does the young master have to insist on finding this Xunyang Tower?" Xian'er's question Zheng Yunming smiled and refused to answer.

Although I know that Mr. Shi Nai'an's plot about the anti-poems of Song Gongming's Xunyang Tower is purely a fabrication, since it is rare to pass by Jiangzhou, how can I not come and take a look at the legendary Xunyang Tower?

Zheng Yunming originally thought that he did not hold any hope. The Water Margin describes nothing but the novelist's words. How could it exist in reality? But after all, he forgot that naming it because of the local scenic spots is a common method used by merchants.

The two of them walked along the street to see the scenery, slowly walked to the intersection of Nanpailou Street. After looking up, they found that dozens of Xunyang Towers were densely opened on the entire street.

Zheng Yunming, who was laughing silently, had to pull the confused Xian'er and hurried into the most grand restaurant.

Dr. Jiu hurriedly greeted the master and servant with a smile on his face. Zheng Yunming naturally asked for a seat on the second floor. Of course, there would be no anti-poems by Song Gongming on the pink wall, but there were more than a dozen poems of all sizes. Most of them were ordinary dances and ink, but one of them had just been mentioned, and the ink traces had not yet dried. The poem reads: "When Sun Bin broke his body and was in trouble, Han Xin was humiliated, his precious blade was covered with dust and rotten wood. When will the sharpness be known?"

"Haha, I feel so resentful. I don't know which scholar who was not satisfied with talent mentioned such a wrong poem..." As he was speaking, there was a sudden chaos downstairs.

Zheng Yunming looked closely and saw hundreds of soldiers wearing yellow patched jackets, holding sticks, shouting and cursing, rushing up to the second floor.

"Military!" Zheng Yunming's heart moved, and then he remembered: "If it were to change war, it would be natural to kill people when they saw them and burn houses when they saw them. It would not be as simple as just taking a wooden stick to go out on the street. It must be a restaurant to find bad luck. It would be better to cause less troubles like this."

It’s a pity that troubles are not something you can hide. If you can hide easily, it will not be called trouble.

When Zheng Yunming was stunned, the soldiers were already rushing up in a fierce manner.
Chapter completed!