Zhao Xingde lived in the house of Fu Zhiren, the Xihe inspector, and it was at the end of September. According to Fu Zhiren, the Liao and Song Kingdom are still in a stalemate in Hebei. The Luos Kingdom and Dashi in the west attacked Lu Meicheng, an ally of Xia Kingdom. The lieutenants of the Guguo Mansion were stalemates about whether to send troops to intervene, so the time for the rotation lieutenant return was delayed. Qiu Shiliang's departure for Dunhuang was also postponed accordingly.

The weather gradually became colder and clothes gradually added. In September, various chrysanthemums bloomed one after another. Fu Zhiren's wife Xiang joked with Li Ruoxue that they missed the Double Ninth Festival chrysanthemums in Chang'an. Only Chang'an chrysanthemums can be as famous as Luoyang peonies. As the saying goes, "The fragrance of the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is full of golden armor." Peony is rich and peaceful, and the chrysanthemums are heroic and heroic, and each is good at playing. It is said that Chang'an has many famous species such as "Golden Platform", "White Lamb Fat", "Reunion and Birthday", "Lion Head", etc. Li Ruoxue was quite fascinated when he heard this.

On the Double Ninth Festival, even in the small Tongzhou city, every household inserted a large golden chrysanthemum at the door, and the restaurant tied it into a door hole. Zhao Xingde and his wife followed Fu Zhiren's family to look far, and then feasted on a hill called Mochoutai. Fu Zhiren's wife Xiang was quite skillful and used flour noodles to make various steamed cakes such as chicken, duck, pig, cattle and sheep, and were inlaid with the most in-depth fruits, such as pomegranates, chestnuts, ginkgo, pine nuts, etc. They didn't eat at home, and they even slacked a lot for relatives and friends.

On September 29th, Fu Zhiren happily said that someone had finally talked about poetry and papers with Zhao De, and brought a few scholars from Guandong to their homes for dinner. It was strange that in the past, scholars from Guandong would always come from Hangu Pass with pass certificates. This time, like Zhao Xingde, these people smuggled from the Yellow River, but they did not use iron ropes, but paid for people to ferry with leather bags and rafts.

However, it was these scholars who brought Zhao Xingde a bad news that he would never want to hear.

"Mr. Zhang Bing has passed away." Luo Shoudao from Xijing said in a daze.

"The traitor boy Guan returned to Bianjing and didn't know how to deceive the emperor and believed his nonsense. Mr. Zhang Bing refused to confess his confession in Kaifeng Prefecture and died in prison. After the news that the Imperial College student died in the Kaifeng Prefecture prison came out, scholars from all over the country also criticized the traitors of the court, Yang Shi, Shao Wu, Qin Hui and more than a dozen other adults jointly submitted a report. The emperor finally agreed not to investigate the crime of rebellion of the letter case, but still designated the scholars involved in this case as cliques. Most of the officials in the prefectures and counties in the northwest of the Beijing provinces were the followers of Cai and the children, and were searching for party members and collaborating other charges for the crime. We escaped because we posted a letter in Luoyang and were exposed."

"What?" Zhao Xingde was stunned. Zhang Bing's voice and smile seemed to be yesterday. At that time, he was passionate. "The scholars of my Imperial College wanted to send Mr. Zhoushan, Shaoyang, Shouyi, Yuanzhi, all of you, do you dare to go!" "The three officials have a clarification, and I will take it with all my strength. I will not tolerate the traitors to impose the crime of rebellion on us." "How can I die in China? I can understand the importance of national laws."

At the time, he was gentle and concerned, "Yuan Zhi, if you are short of money, don't borrow money from the merchant with a word."

At the time, they were rigorous and wise. "The Khitans are good at horseback and are accustomed to hunting. If they blindly compete with them for riding and crossbows, they will be able to attack the enemy's strengths with their own shortcomings. The methods of making and operating muskets are quite complicated. The Khitans may not have such ability. Instead, they are suitable for the meticulous nature of our country and our people's farming and cultivation throughout the year." "My way is to rule the world with the law, not to abolish the law by others."

"Zhang Minghuan, how did you go like this?" Zhao Xingde had such an idea in his mind. Although he knew that he was falsely slandered for his life, he still had a glimmer of hope for the family law of the ancestors who did not kill scholars and officials in the court. Now, this hope has been completely broken, leaving only regret and guilt for Zhang Bing.

When Zhao Xingde was in a state of dismay, Liu Cang, a scholar from Caizhou, asked in a flash: "Is the emperor really not prosecuting the crime of rebellion? It's just that the cliques won't be confiscated yet."

Liu Duanfang, a scholar from Ruzhou, said: "That is, except for Mr. Zhao Yuanzhi who was deliberately framed by the Ming Cult devil Fang La, no one else was investigated for rebellion. I heard that the scholars in Beijing, including Mr. Deng Su, had been released, but were only exiled to the hometown. Even Mr. Chen Dong and others who were absconding outside surrendered to the local government." He paused and added, "But we all think that Mr. Yuanzhi is a strange man who stands tall and upright and will never be tainted with the Devil Fang La."

Zhao Xingde's face was pale and murmured in his heart: "You all misread it. He is just a rat who is trapped in danger and escapes alone." He clenched his fists, complained to Fu Zhiren, stood up, and hurriedly left the seat.

Zhao Xingde stood alone in the yard, and the grass and trees were blown by the autumn wind, and the resentment and grief that had just been suppressed came to his heart. He looked up at the thick clouds stacked and drooped in the sky. The sun's light was blocked by the clouds, making the sky look dark. He suddenly wanted to stretch out his hand to smash the clouds and tear it. At this time, he really wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry anyway, but he felt like there was a huge black hole in his heart, as if he was going to swallow his entire soul.

Unknown for how long it took, Li Ruoxue came behind him and gently held his hand.

Zhao Xingde turned to look at her, and his voice was hoarse and whispered: "Minghuan was harmed by the traitor."

Li Ruoxue looked at him worriedly and whispered: "I know everything. Yuan Zhi, I'm very worried about you now."

Zhao Xingde was silent and did not answer.

Li Ruoxue had tears in her eyes, her lips moved, but she still said nothing. She only held Zhao Xingde's hand and leaned gently on him, as if she wanted to take on something for him.

After a long time, Zhao Xingde finally sighed, his face recovered a little bit of anger, and he sighed: "I just don't deserve it for Minghuan. He wanted to sacrifice his life to understand the importance of national laws, but he didn't even have the three officials to review it."

Two days later, the first day of the October lunar month was the Cold Clothes Festival. As the cold winter was approaching, every household worshiped the dead on this day. In order to prevent them from being cold and cold in the underworld, they had to burn clothes made of five-color paper, as if they were sent to them for warmth. In addition to commemorating their parents and relatives, Zhao Xingde also bought some for Zhang Bing. Seeing the curling green smoke rising into the sky, he said secretly: "Brother Minghuan, go all the way."

Because of the impolite act of leaving the banquet in a hurry that day, several scholars of Song were a little cold to him, and Zhao Xingde didn't care. If he understood his identity, everyone would be embarrassed. The Xia court actually issued a government order for this matter. Any scholar who fled to Guandong because of the case of exposing the letter was implicated, even if there was no pass certificate, he would specifically allow the Chang'an Bachelor's Office to evaluate and approve his identity as a scholar. Zhao Xingde had not previously disclosed to Fu Zhiren and had concealed it for so long, and now it is even more impossible to change his words and admit that he was particularly concerned by the order of exposing the letter, and Zhao Yuanzhi, who asked the officials in various places to pay attention to.

On the tenth day of October, five Iron Bones Army captains returned to the camp from Dunhuang, while Qiu Shiliang and five others set out at the same time. Ten Iron Bones Army soldiers were guarding each other. Zhao Xingde and Li Ruoxue also followed this group of people on a journey to Dunhuang, the western capital of Xia Kingdom.

The captain Qiu Shiliang was a middle-aged officer in his forties. He was very serious, but he treated the soldiers very well and thought about things very meticulously. The fact that Zhao Xingde could drive the three stone bows had spread in the military camp. Qiu Shiliang felt that using his courage to go to the Tiger Wing Army was a bit burying. The military system of the Xia Kingdom was the first to focus on military merits. The Tiger Wing Army was stationed in Xidu for many years and had no wars all year round. When they were with the Tiger Wing Army, most of them had no future to be promoted to generals. Instead, after retirement, they became merchants and officials of prefectures and counties. With his archery skills, he should go to the Anxi Army Office to join the army. The Captain's Office had decided to take advantage of the opportunity of Dashi and Turks to attack Lu Mei and send troops to intervene. If Lu Mei Kingdom was successful, he would help them. If he was not successful, he would swallow it.

Qiu Shiliang was so worldly that he would not reveal his ideas to Zhao De, nor would he reveal the military action that the Guru Mansion was determined to advance westward. He was quite familiar with the Guru Mansion's way of being straitors. Along the way, he was secretly considering how to gather the power of the Guanzhong military captains and win over some of the captains in Bashu and Anbei. The benefits of this war could not be taken away by Anxi. He would get a share of it. Although the Guanzhong army could not fight because of the distance, the Guanzhong army would have to take a portion of the bonds of the Prime Minister's Mansion that was consumed by this military use, and the Guanzhong army would have to take a portion of the bonds to the retired soldiers.
Chapter completed!