Hundreds of Nankang soldiers passed by the teahouse with a solemn and solemn atmosphere. The oil lamps that were unpredictable in the teahouse were swept away by the hundreds of Nankang soldiers passing by.

The guests of the teahouse, looking at the fully armed and rustled iron armor, gradually fading away, turning into the Nankang army soldiers in the alley ahead, staring at each other for a moment in a daze in the teahouse, making the atmosphere of the teahouse as silent as if it were dead.

As the sound of horse hooves and steps completely disappeared, the few tables of guests in the teahouse ran out in a hurry while whispering.

"There is no Han Tuozhou, only Zhao Ruyu and Wang Gongwu are riding horses." Mo Xiaobao looked at the somewhat solemn street and whispered to Ye Qing.

"Wait a little longer." Now he and Mo Xiaobao are the only ones left in the entire teahouse.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was watching them in embarrassment. After Nan Kangjun passed by, the teahouse became empty in an instant, wanting to close the door and hide, but there was still a table of people who were ignorant of life and death, and they were still sitting there drinking tea with leisurely expressions, as if nothing had happened in front of them just now, as if the soldiers wearing helmets and armor had never appeared.

When Li Heng appeared in panic, before he could speak, Shi Miyuan's face turned gloomy and sneered a few ferociously, and then said to the Censor and Li Heng next to him: "I wanted to add fuel to the fire and stay out of the matter, but obviously someone doesn't want me to stay out of the matter and get the benefits of the fisherman. Do you really think that Shi Miyuan is afraid that you are the generals will not succeed! Set out and head to the Zhong Mansion."

Huang Du, the fortune envoy, is not indispensable in Shi Miyuan's wealth accumulating chain. Similarly, Shi Miyuan does not have much weight in his heart. Even if Huang Du dies, Shi Miyuan can immediately promote a person to the position of the fortune envoy.

But the current situation in Jiankang is no longer a matter of Huang Du's death. With Huang Du being taken away, it means that someone is trying to get himself into this muddy water. Whether he wants to or not, he must go there.

It's just because Huang Du is his person. If under the situation of Jiankang, Shi Miyuan would not come forward for his confidant, then once the matter ended, the prestige of Shi Miyuan and the Shi family would plummet in the Jiankang officialdom. Who would follow them then?

Zhao Yu walked out of Jiankang Mansion School in a daze. According to Ye Qing's hint, there should be a big man in the Mansion School, but he got nothing and did not see that big man.

Like a lonely ghost, the lost King of Xin walked out of the prefecture with heavy steps. For a moment, he didn't know where to go.

The Zhong family is probably in chaos at this time, right? Zhao Ruyu must have wanted to ruin his face.

Where is Ye Qing at this moment? What identity will he use to stop him? Can he stop Zhao Ruyu from joining forces with Han Tuozhou to get people?

What is Shi Miyuan doing? Can he really protect himself?

Without waiting for the carriage to approach, Lu Zujian, who came with the Dali Temple documents today, walked over quickly with a worried look on his face.

"King Xin..." Lu Zujian shouted softly.

Zhao Yu looked at the hundreds of imperial guards who followed Lu Zujian to Jiankang, then shook his head and signaled that he had not seen the person he wanted to see.

"King Xin, you must go through the Zhong family. It is not terrible for Jiankang to lose power. More importantly, if you don't show up, what the subordinates are afraid of is that Jiankang's power will affect Lin'an. Zhao Ruyu is vicious and seeking Jiankang to attack him because he is interested in the importance of Liudu. In addition to Lin'an, Jiankang is the most important. If King Xin doesn't show up, we will probably retreat step by step after the matter is settled. It will be even more difficult to reverse the decline at that time." Lu Zujian looked solemn and his tone was a little anxious.

"What can I do if I go? Zhao Ruyu is determined to win, even if he is defeated, he will do whatever he wants. There is Nan Kang Army behind him as his backer. Could it be..." Zhao Yu looked at the imperial guards in Dali Temple again, and smiled in depression: "Does they have to fight Zhao Ruyu's Nan Kang Army? I can't get it."

"King Xin, do you still remember your plans yesterday? Ye Qing no longer agreed..." Lu Zujian asked unwillingly.

"Yes, Ye Qing agreed, but..." He glanced at the Jiankang Prefecture School behind him, and smiled helplessly: "In fact, there was no one in Jiankang Prefecture School from the beginning, we were all deceived."

"But... the only ones who know about this matter now are you, Ye Qing, Zhao Ruyu and others. We are not aware of it now. We can completely hide the truth. The current situation..." Lu Zujian looked at Zhao Yu, who was a little depressed, and said anxiously: "King Xin, the current situation is not without a chance. As long as you are willing to support Ye Qing, as long as we can push Ye Qing ahead of you, we still have a chance of winning in this matter."

"You mean..." Zhao Yu's eyes lit up and then dimmed again.

"The meaning of the subordinate official is that as long as you appear in Zhong Mansion, Ye Qing will definitely not be weak anymore. In addition, since you have joined forces with him, how dare he not do his best? He is the commander of the Imperial City Department, and he was once the head of the Imperial Army, King Xin, and the two hundred imperial guards in front of him are all proud of Ye Qing. Even if it is compared with combat power, he must be no less than the Nankang Army, right?" Lu Zujian helped King Xin analyze his current advantages.

After all, Lu Zujian is a literati, so his integrity, backbone, and even courage are naturally more than Zhao Ju.

The Song Dynasty has always emphasized literature and suppressed martial arts, so in the eyes of Lu Zujian, many soldiers were there, just standing up to cheer, which seemed to be more powerful. He did not believe that Zhao Ruyu really dared to fight against Jiankang, and he was also facing King Zhao Ju.

King Xin was somewhat guilty. If he said he was afraid that the Zhong family would be in trouble, he would be overestimating him.

What he was afraid of was facing Zhao Ruyu. He originally thought that what happened in the past years was, but when he realized that Zhao Ruyu was just tolerating, not forgetting, nor did he not pursue it, he began to feel guilty and dared not face Zhao Ruyu.

A person was able to endure so many years, and even endured the grief of his wife's death on the day he married Zhong Qing. As if nothing had happened, the person who came to congratulate him.

Zhao Yu was a little unimaginable if he could tolerate such a person. If he had the advantage of others' power, he would have eaten himself raw.

In the Zhong Mansion, the red and festive lanterns set off the lively and noisy greetings in the night, making the Zhong Mansion in winter have a sense of the coming of the New Year.

Of course, almost at this time of year, after Princess Xin Zhong Qing returned to Jiankang, the Zhong Mansion would be as lively as it is today. However, this year, due to Zhong Ping and Zhong Qing's rejection, it was forced to postpone it for a few days.

But after Zhong Ping was released and the entire Zhong family returned to normal, this year's banquet was like the two joys in Zhong Kang's mouth, and it was much more lively than any other time in previous years.

There were carriages and sedan chairs at the door, with endless smiles, warm greetings, chatting and laughing, and the sound of silk and bamboo music. Even if you stand at the entrance of the alley, you can hear it clearly.

The festive atmosphere makes even the servants who are waiting for guests at the gate of Zhong Mansion have a hint of honor and pride and joy on their faces. In the eyes of the servants, the prestige of the master is naturally the support for them to hold their heads up in Jiankang City.

However, the sound of horse hooves and heavy steps made them stunned at the door of the tall mansion.

The lantern lit half of the alley, but in the distance where the lantern could not be reflected, the sound of horse hooves mixed with heavy footsteps, and some sounds like leaves came from the darkness.

"What's going on? Is it because King Xin is here?" A servant tried hard to look at the entrance of the alley where the light of the lantern could not be reflected, and he had an idea in his mind: "Hurry up and don't stand stupidly, I'll report to the master, you can stand up quickly and prepare to welcome King Xin."

Just as the servant turned around and was about to run into the mansion, he saw two war horses appearing under the reflection of the festive lanterns. What followed was the soldiers behind him, like a tide, painted in black, wearing helmets and armors, holding weapons.

"What's going on?" The servant who was about to report began to cramp his calves. Looking at the soldiers who were solemn and stormy, like a tide, no matter how slow he was, he knew that these people were obviously not invited to the host's house for the banquet.

His expression suddenly became nervous. Facing the dark tides that were getting closer and closer, as if he could not bear the sharp and solemn aura, he staggered and turned his head and ran to the mansion.

Zhong Kang and his wife Yang in the main hall looked at Zhao Qier with dissatisfaction, and even made Fangfei behind Zhong Qing feel furious. They thought there was something on their faces. From time to time, when Zhong Kang or the old lady looked over, they unconsciously touched their fair cheeks.

Just like the real supervisor of Zhong Kang's family, Zhong Lin quickly arrived in the main hall under the leadership of a servant. Without waiting for his speech, he heard Zhong Kang ask, "Brother, hasn't the King of Xin arrived yet?"

"No, there are several people at the door staring at..." Zhong Lin looked at the main hall full of guests, not thinking that there was anything wrong with him, the judge of Jiankang, who was the butler of the second child, who was not at all.

"It's not enough to just stare at the door. You should send someone to the entrance of the alley. If we wait at the door, how can we have time to greet us?" Zhong Kang ignored Zhong Lin's feelings at all. In front of other relatives and friends in the main hall, he interrupted Zhong Lin impatiently, waved his hand and asked him to send someone to the entrance of the alley to wait.

"Well, okay, I'll make arrangements now." Zhong Lin, who had no dissatisfaction at all, said with a smile on his face.

Zhong Qing, who was standing beside her, frowned with great worries. The uncle's hardship over the years... Maybe... he himself didn't know how hard it was?

"Master, right? Is it okay..." Zhong Lin turned around and saw a black shadow rushing into his arms. Before he could speak, he heard Zhong Kang grow up angry and said, "What a ghost call! What's the matter with panic! What's wrong?"

Zhong Lin hurriedly straightened the servant who was plunging into his arms, looked at the heart of the courtyard that was still lively and crowded outside, and asked the servant, "Don't panic, what's wrong?"

The servant looked at Zhong Lin, then looked at Zhong Kang, who was standing up while slapped the armrest of the chair in anger, and unconsciously pointed outside and stuttered, "Come...Come...Come..."

"The mud cannot support the wall." Zhong Kang snorted dissatisfied. In his opinion, the man was stuttering, which naturally means that King Xin had arrived at the door. So after snorting, his face, which was full of anger just now, suddenly became full of smiles. He said to the others in the room: "Since King Xin has arrived at the door, we might as well wait in this courtyard..."

"Master, no...no..." The servant hurriedly said when he heard Zhong Kang misunderstood what he had not finished speaking.

But he was interrupted by Zhong Kang again and said, "No, it's not? It's delayed the big thing, let's see how I deal with you." Zhong Kang took the lead in preparing to walk out.

"Second brother, you'll let him finish his words first, it's not too late to get angry again." Zhong Lin patted the servant's shoulder and said, "Let me explain it clearly."

"Go back to Master, a general appeared with a group of soldiers..." The servant's words were interrupted again, but this time it was not Zhong Kang, but suddenly it turned into a whole mansion like a bird or a beast scattered.

As the Zhong Mansion screamed instantly, the screams rang out, and teams of soldiers wearing helmets and armor suddenly appeared in the yard with bright weapons.

"The idle man is waiting and leaving quickly." Hong Gongwu held the waist knife at his waist in one hand, and stood in front of the gate of the second courtyard like a mountain, looking at the crowd scattered in the yard and shouting loudly.

In the main hall, Zhong Lin, who turned around with the sudden panic in the yard, looked at the blurry and familiar figure opposite him, a sharp flashed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This... what's going on?" Zhong Kang, who had not yet reacted to the sudden change in front of him, had his mind blank at this moment. Looking at the yard surrounded, the guests were squeezed into the corner, leaving only a group of tables, chairs and benches that had become messy in an instant, murmured.

"Who are you? Do you know this is Zhong Mansion?" Zhong Lin's voice trembled a little, and he forgot for a moment. He was still holding the arm of the servant who had just come to report.

The servant only felt his arms hurting more and more. He could clearly see that Zhong Lin was holding his hands like the sound of his questioning, with a hint of trembling.

"Shishuai came to capture the main criminal Zhong Ping." Gong Hong's Wuqi sank the Dantian and said loudly.

As Hong Gongwu's voice fell, two figures walked slowly behind Hong Gongwu. As Hong Gongwu leaned to one side to make way, they suddenly saw Zhao Ruyu and Jiankang comforter Yang Jian, standing at the gate of the second courtyard together.

"Is it possible to commit a crime to Zhong Lin's private release of the money? " Yang Jian, the Jiankang pacifier, had a serious face and his voice was not very loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
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