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Fang Miaolian didn't expect a turn of events, it would be okay to get back those grains, at worst, go to other places to collect grains.Kaifeng Mansion is the center of the world, food is pouring in here, it is a bit slow to go elsewhere, but there is no other way.

"Minister Xie Shaozai's great kindness, I will never forget it."

Fang Miaolian frowned and turned around, a dangerous look flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Watching this beauty walk out of the big tent, Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Send someone to keep an eye on her. After the food is given to her, if someone transports it out, take it all out and torture and interrogate her."

Chapter 124 A Fierce Battle

Hidden by dark clouds, the night was dark.

The righteous daughter of Fangla in the south of the Yangtze River, the saint Fang Miaolian, is dressed in a bunt outfit, with a strong evil spirit in her eyes.

Beside her, there were all guards in black clothes, and it was hard to see how many people there were, but under the faint moonlight, the sharp blades reflected the scales of cold light, and there was a murderous look in the silence.

Li Tianrun, who was closely following her, said loudly: "Saint, we are in trouble, they have already ambushed!"

Only now did Fang Miaolian know that when Yang Lin gave her food, he had already hidden this poisonous trick to lure the snake out of the cave.

With hatred in her heart, Fang Miaolian's pretty face turned cold, and she said with a murderous look: "Since we are in a desperate situation, we have to kill them. This batch of food is in short supply in the south of the Yangtze River and must be transported to the south of the city. We will fight to the outside of the city."

Li Tianrun froze for a moment, then stomped his feet and said, "My aunt, we can't save our lives. Even if our bodies are smashed to pieces, how can we protect these grains? Even if you transport them out, how can you take such a long journey from Bianliang to Hangzhou? Escaped the government's pursuit."

Fang Miaolian looked firm, and said resolutely: "I bought the officials along the way outside the Bianhe River, and our merchant ships are secretive, this batch of grain has not been marked, and our identities have not been revealed. As long as we get out, that Yang Lin The dog officer can't stop it."

What Fang Miaolian thinks is that there are many followers of Manichaeism, among them are many low-level officials and merchants from all over the world, these people have obvious identities, if they help to transport food, the government will have no way to investigate.Moreover, Fang Miaolian also had reservations about these subordinates, the grain cart contained not only grain, but also the huge amount of wealth she had accumulated in Bianliang over the years.

There are hundreds of boats carrying grain in and out on the Bian River every day, and Fangla in the south of the Yangtze River has not yet had an accident, so Fang Miao is sure that Yang Lin will know nothing about their plans.

If it weren't for the knowledge of later generations, Yang Lin really wouldn't be able to know about Fang La and the Manichaeism.It's a pity that he knows it all now, and even sent Liu Qingshui's people to Jiangnan to investigate.

It is conceivable that even if this group of Manichaeans carried everything on board, they would not be able to escape.

Li Tianrun was a man after all, and said loudly: "This is absolutely impossible, why don't we burn the food and not leave it to the dog officer."

Just as Fang Miaolian wanted to refute, she opened her mouth and said nothing, then sighed helplessly, and said, "Burn them all!"

After the food was ignited, the flames soared into the sky, and suddenly there was a loud noise behind the crowd, and many believers were choked to death by the thick smoke.

"Saint, we have been fooled. Except for a few bags of food, everything else is mixed with gunpowder!"

Fang Miaolian went mad completely, thrust the knife into the ground, and roared to the sky, "Yang Lin!"

Most of these subordinates are loyal believers. Historically, the La rebellion relied on the Manichaeism, that is, the Mingjiao's theory of two sects and three times. It coerced countless people and believers to participate in the rebellion, and turned the prosperous Jiangnan into a beehive.

With an order from the Holy Maiden, the fearless believers were ready to fight bloody, only to hear someone shouting behind them: "There are also officers and soldiers on the left, we are surrounded!"

Lu Taixuan in the distance looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "We fought against this group of people several times in the past, and we lost more than we won. This time, although we took advantage of them and surrounded them, we have to be careful, don't miss the thief and report back , then our ships in the south of the Yangtze River will never have a peaceful day."

Before he finished speaking, Hua Rong had already set up a bow and shot an arrow. A burly man guarding Fang Miaolian was hit by an arrow in the throat. feet.

Song Jiang heyed, and shouted: "Good job, Brother Hua Rong, follow me, catch these thieves and receive the reward with the young master."

Li Tianrun grabbed his sword, stepped forward, and knocked down a soldier of the Longevity Battalion with an angry shout.

Although Lu Taixuan knew that these people were powerful, he didn't expect them to bring so many dead soldiers with their lives this time.

Fang Miaolian has already decided to give up Bianliang, so almost all the faithful believers in the Northland are here. These people are skilled in martial arts and are not afraid of death. It is a fierce battle to rush into the crowd.

More than a dozen disciples with high martial arts skills protected Fang Miaolian, slashing left and right as if entering no one's land. Song Jiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed a coiling dragon stick and smashed it at Li Tianrun's head. .

Li Tianrun yelled "Hello", he was short, avoided the Pokong stick, raised his left elbow and pressed the handle of the knife against Song Jiang's chest. Grabbing the simple knife in time will end the life of this general.

The moment the blade fell to the ground, Song Jiang closed his eyes in despair, but Hua Rong's voice rang in his ears like thunder: "You thief, don't hurt my brother's life."

In desperation, Hua Rong jumped up to protect Song Jiang, put his hand behind his back and put the knife horizontally, blocking the fatal blow.Li Tianrun's blow was so powerful that even though Hua Rong was blocked by the back of the knife, a deep cut was made in his back.

Taking advantage of this precious time, five or six of Song Jiang's subordinates surrounded him to protect him.

Hua Rong gritted her teeth and yelled in pain: "My mother, if I don't kill you, you bastard, Hua Rong is a donkey."

Li Tianrun didn't have the heart to pay attention to this shocking scolding, he didn't dare to fight and protected Fang Miaolian to break out, and sternly shouted: "Follow me, anyone who stands in my way dies!"

This guy is like a dragon entering the sea, with only a simple sword, chopping left and right in the encirclement and suppression like a forest of swords, no one can get close to him.

With Li Tianrun as the pioneer, a group of people protected the saint and fought while retreating, with fewer casualties than the Long Live Battalion.

The Long Live Camp had made a mistake in predicting the enemy, and the manpower it sent was obviously not enough, so it was killed by a group of thugs.They are also bloody men who lick blood with knives, and now they are ferocious in their nature, chasing and killing them desperately in the vast night.

When they came to the Bian River, many believers poured out of the boat to meet them.

Fang Miaolian's expression was overjoyed, unexpectedly Huarong in the distance cast a cold arrow again, it was extremely difficult to guard against in the night, he shot through a guard, and the exposed arrow pierced Fang Miaolian's shoulder.The saint was injured, and due to her usual power, she didn't dare to go forward to pick her up and run for her life.

The speed of this group is one of the slowest, such a confrontation, a moment of hesitation is enough to kill.

After Li Tianrun boarded the ship, he was overjoyed, and when he looked back, his internal organs were struck by lightning.

A group of officers and soldiers surrounded the guards around the saint and were slowly approaching.

Just as he was about to jump off the boat, a young man at the bow of the boat behind him grabbed his collar, looked back and said in astonishment, "Fang Qifo, are you here too?"

The young man looked resolute, even in the face of this situation, he did not panic, and said in a concentrated voice:

"The law is equal, there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors. The saint is also a member of the congregation. Don't kill a hundred people for one person." After speaking, he cut off the anchor rope with a knife and fled with the rest of the people.

Chapter 125 The Heaven Has No Eyes

Water transportation of grain and grass from the south of the Yangtze River to the capital is called Cao Liang. It originated in the Han Dynasty and flourished in the Northern Song Dynasty.

During Huizong's reign, 800 million stones of grain from the south of the Yangtze River were shipped to Kaifeng every year, which was two to three times the amount shipped to Chang'an in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

"There is always water transporting rice in the warehouse, and the boat will sail when there is water in the river."

Jujubes from Anyi, tangerines from Jiangling, lacquer from Chenxia, ​​hemp, ginger, osmanthus, grain, silk, cotton, cloth, strands, mackerel from Qilu...

All kinds of goods are collected and distributed in Bianliang. Through the thick fog of history, we still cannot see the prosperity of Bianliang in those days.

No matter how comfortable the literati and bureaucrats in Bianliang lived, the people in the south of the Yangtze River were as miserable. The land of fish and rice was starving everywhere, and Hua Shigang fell into Zhu Xi's hands, officially becoming a bad government that wasted money and money.

There was no hybrid rice in the Northern Song Dynasty, and 800 million shi of grain was handed over a year, and how much was left to feed the people.

Zhu Xi and Li Yan aggressively set up checkpoints in the south of the Yangtze River, robbed passing merchants, and tortured local people.

The people in the south of the Yangtze River can't wait to eat their flesh alive. Suzhou, Hangzhou and other places are already on the verge of eruption. It only takes a single spark to start a prairie fire.

At this time, Zhu Xi still didn't know the slightest thing, and continued to send his minions—a group of rogues he recruited, to search for strange stones and rare treasures in the south of the Yangtze River.

To the west of Tongqiao, there are silk willows, supporting the wide wild water of Tongqiao.