Chapter 1: The Iron Mouth Broken Song (2)

After finding the best inn in the town to stay, Zhu Yinglong called Song Xiance to the front. At this time, he had already changed his worn Taoist robe into a shampoo-white coarse shirt, and his hair bun was also changed to Shizi's square bun, but his figure and his ape-like face could not be changed no matter how it changed.

"Sit." Zhu Yinglong ordered casually.

"There is no place for the grass people in front of the emperor." Song Xiance said in fear and trepidation.

"You will be pretentious when you are here, so forget it if you don't want to sit down." Zhu Yinglong didn't care, and he couldn't force him if he didn't want to.

"Thank you for your understanding."

"You have been waiting for me here, and you won't be for no reason, right?" Zhu Yinglong asked.

"The grass-roots people are indeed not waiting here for no reason." Song Xiance said.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhu Yinglong estimated that Song Xiance had no good feelings for the court, and even asserted that the Ming Dynasty would be deceased and it was absolutely impossible to recommend himself. However, this assumption was not ruled out. It was a few years later that Song Xiance had defected to Li Zicheng. His current idea might not have been fully mature yet, and it is still possible to have a glimmer of hope for the court.

"The Caomin did calculate that the emperor would suffer a bloody disaster within three days, so I will help resolve it." Song Xiance said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"Oh, you are waiting for me here for this?" Zhu Yinglong was a little confused.

"That's it." Song Xiance said affirmatively.

"Are you talking about how I changed the bloody disaster?" Zhu Yinglong asked.

"Displaced!" Song Xiance said.

"Displacement?" Zhu Yinglong looked at Zhuoba beside him and asked, "Why, is there any danger on this road?"

"Yes."

"You are just a warlock in the world, how can I believe you?" Zhu Yinglong asked.

"The hexagrams of Caomin have always been very effective." Song Xiance said confidently.

Qimen numerology is very magical, but Song Xiance appeared a bit strange. Even if he was the famous military advisor of the King of Breaking in history, he had to act carefully. Talent is important, but his life is even more important. Song Xiance still has any secret identity, but he is not aware of it at all. He will suffer a great loss by believing in people casually.

"It is impossible to change the route." Zhu Yinglong was in a hurry to go to Yangzhou. How could he agree to change the route? This made Yuan Chonghuan and others waiting in Yangzhou wait for a long time, and delayed the time to send troops. This was absolutely impossible.

"In this way, the grass people say goodbye!" Song Xiance bowed his hand, turned around and left.

"stop!"

"Don't worry, the people of the grass will never reveal a word about what happened today!" Song Xiance turned around and said.

"Come on, take this Mr. Song and serve him well!" Zhu Yinglong glanced at Song Xiance coldly and ordered.

"Since the emperor does not listen to the opinions of the people, what's the use of forcing the people to keep the people?" Song Xiance said calmly.

"Take it down!" Zhu Yinglong ignored Song Xiance's problem at all and waved his hand to make someone stand up.

"The emperor is indeed understandable to the people!" After Song Xiance left, he said.

"This person is a little clever, but unfortunately, I think I can't see this trick!" What Zhu Yinglong hates the most is that others pretend to be smart and self-righteous in front of him.

"That's because he doesn't understand the emperor's temper. I see that although this person is ugly, his temperament is not inferior to that of the famous scholars of the world. Regardless of whether he possesses extraordinary skills or not, being able to see through the emperor's identity is enough to show his extraordinaryness." Zhuoba said.

"If he was Lan Lin's man, all this would not be surprising. My whereabouts are top secret. Local officials don't know. How can I talk about a wise man?" Although Zhu Yinglong agreed with Zhuoba's words in his heart, what exactly has been covered in history? Not to mention historians, even a person in this time and space may not be able to figure it out.

"The emperor's concerns are not unreasonable, but with my eyesight, this person does not look like Lan Lin's person." Zhuoba shook his head and said.

"It is hard to know the person and the face. Even Lan Rong doesn't know how many secrets his father has. How can you and I know it?" Zhu Yinglong said.

"What will the emperor plan to deal with this Song Xiance?" Zhuoba asked.

"Let him follow first, and let someone stare at his every move." Zhu Yinglong said.

Zhuoba had nothing to say. Song Xiance's appearance really made people suspicious, so it is also necessary to monitor nearby.

After we were greeted, after we washed, we all went to bed and had no flowers all night. The next morning, we fed the horses enough for food. After breakfast, we set off from the town and set off again, and went to the official road to Yangzhou.

The poor Song Xiance was forced to ride a donkey in the middle because there were no horses sold in the town, so he only bought a donkey. In addition, he was short, so he rode a donkey among the guards, with his head level with the horse's back. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to see that there was someone between the two horses!

Song Xiance was originally ugly, and he also had the arrogance of a scholar. The guards of the inner guards were all from martial arts. One was that they looked down on his appearance, and the other was that Song Xiance was so sensible that they were not willing to get close to such people, so no one was willing to pay attention to him. He rode on the donkey's back and hummed in a wild manner, and he was not lonely for self-sufficiency to make fun of himself.

Seeing a dark cloud floating in the sky, the bright sunny day suddenly darkened.

"The head of the chief, it's going to rain!" The Hai brothers said in unison.

"I understand, look for it. Is there any place to hide from the rain nearby?" Zhu Yinglong ordered.

There is a wilderness everywhere. In addition to the official road under your feet, the nearest village and town are also ten miles away. It seems that the rain cannot be escaped.

"Forget it, let's move forward faster." Zhu Yinglong no longer had any fantasies. He rushed faster and he could get less rain.

The wind is blowing!

Crackling, raindrops as big as soybeans fell. Although everyone had changed into straw raincoats, they could only block part of the rain.

The cold wind in February was like scissors. When the rain was pouring, the wind blew again. When we arrived at the town, Magu and Yanhong fell ill after a series of fevers.

Fortunately, Li Qing followed her and gave the two women a dose of hot medicine. After sweating, the fever subsided. It was fine. The horse could not be ridden. In order not to delay the formation, she had to hire a carriage in the town. After the two women were getting better, she set off on the road again.

The second girl Magu was sick and delayed for half a day. In order to arrive in Yangzhou in time, Zhu Yinglong ordered to speed up the journey, and had dinner and rest on the horse's back.

"The chief escort, I will be in Yangzhou in one day!" Hai Chengxin said to Zhu Yinglong.

"Okay, let's have a good rest tonight and enter Yangzhou tomorrow!" Zhu Yinglong announced loudly.

"The head of the chief escort, there is a village at the foot of the mountain over there. Look, smoke from cooking!" Hai Chengguan pointed to several white smoke ducts that were rising not far away.

"Yes, there is a village, let's spend the night tonight!" Zhu Yinglong tied the reins and ran towards the foot of the mountain where the smoke was rising.

The Hai brothers and others rushed to follow, and the group quickly rode their horses towards the village.
Chapter completed!