I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

Looking at his back, Zheng Zhou was certain in his heart that the prefect of Fengming Castle must be one of the hundred schools of thought.

Being able to be the prefect of an important town in the already lonely Zhuzi family, the status will definitely not be too low.

This person can pay homage to him.

I just don't know what his status is in the various schools of thought.

Just thinking about it, Wang Shouren had already found the inn, Zhengzhou did a little research, and knew that Wang Shouren had other motives.

Fengming Fort is not big, compared with Tokyo City, it is simply the difference between a swan and a bird.

Not far from this inn, it happened to be the prefect's mansion. Although there was a lot of traffic in front of the porch, it was heavily guarded. Wang Shouren chose to stay here overnight, most likely because he wanted to escape.

Zhengzhou pretended not to know, and walked into the inn casually with Wang Shouren. He followed Zhao Xin during this time and received a lot of rewards, so he didn't need Zhengzhou to pay, and he settled many trivial matters.

After entering the room, Wang Shouren shut the door and came out, saying that he didn't sleep well in the prime minister's mansion last night, and he must make up for it today.

In the middle of the night, there were indeed small footsteps coming from the inn, and when the footsteps disappeared, Zheng Zhou walked out of the inn, and sure enough, Wang Shouren was vaguely seen sneaking around in the dark street without lights in the middle of the night.

He was entangled with the guards at the gate of the prefect's mansion. Although his voice was small, it could still reach Zhengzhou's ears in the middle of the night when there was no noisy noise.

"Quickly go and tell the prefect of your family, and say that it is an old friend asking for an audience. This is my token, and you show it to him."

What did Wang Shouren take out, because the night was too dark, Zhengzhou couldn't see clearly even by the moonlight.

The soldier hesitated: "The prefect never sees anyone at night."

Wang Shouren said sternly: "Go and inform the meeting, if you delay the important matter, you will definitely have nothing to eat."

Chapter 182

The young soldier was not a submissive person, facing Wang Shouren's threats, he still kept his expression unchanged and said, "Master Taishou never sees anyone at night, if you really want to visit, why don't you come during the day?"

"If you continue to chatter, I will arrest you and hand you over to the prefect tomorrow."

Wang Shouren's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to argue any more. He didn't have much time. If he couldn't grasp the opportunity tonight, he would have no chance when he got up in Zhengzhou tomorrow.

"I know that your Gongshu puppet prefect is good at craftsman skills. There are many organs in this prefect's mansion, wooden puppets, especially famous for the crossbow arrows that can be fired in succession. Can this prove that I am indeed his old friend?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment and said, "You wait here, I'll ask the prefect."

"Go and come back quickly, this matter cannot be delayed."

The soldier turned and left, leaving Wang Shouren anxiously pacing on the spot alone. He glanced at the inn not far away from time to time. Seeing that the candle was not lit, his mind calmed down, but the movements of his legs still did not stop.

Not long after, the soldier came back, and his attitude became more polite: "Mr. Wang, please follow me into the residence."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door latch, and Wang Shouren followed him into the darkness of the eunuch's mansion.

Only then did Zhengzhou emerge from the shadows.

"Gongshugou? People from the craftsman's family, it seems that this prefect's mansion must have a secret."

However, despite all kinds of dangers, Zhengzhou can't be troubled. Anyway, he is not afraid of death, and he can walk on the ground everywhere. It would be better to be assassinated by the organs of the prefect's mansion.

Thinking this way, it happened that the soldier brought Wang Shouren into the mansion, and instead of waiting where he was, he followed Wang Shouren into the prefect's mansion one step at a time.

In it, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the green bamboo planted in the mansion made the sound of hunting.

Zhengzhou looked forward intently, and there was a two-story building in the darkness, lit with orange lights, quite dazzling.

The two-story building seemed to be right in front of us, but for some reason, it felt like Zhengzhou was far away.

Wang Shouren and the soldier disappeared quietly, so he didn't stop, and walked inward along the only road.

at the same time.

A study in a second-story building.

Gong Shupuppet, the current ruler of the craftsman's family, leisurely waved his folding fan: "Brother Wang gave me a huge problem today."

Not long after Wang Shouren entered the door, the two of them hadn't even spoken yet. With Gongshuguo's attitude, he asked puzzledly, "Why did you say that?"

Gongshu Puppet put down the folding fan in his hand and looked out through the window: "Someone came in with you."

Wang Shouren turned pale with shock: "It must be Zhengzhou. He is the only son of Zheng Linyuan, the right chancellor of the Great Song Dynasty, and he has a very high status in the rebel army."

"Now is an excellent opportunity. You should send someone to arrest him quickly. With him, we will have a bargaining chip to negotiate terms with Xinchao."

Gongshu Puppet smiled and said: "Your legalists are really powerful, everything depends on the result, my watchtower is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so what if he comes in?"

Wang Shouren was anxious: "He is still the head teacher of Yantianzong. Although I don't know how he did it, he is definitely not an ordinary person."

Gongshu Puppet's expression remained unchanged: "So what?"

"Even if the immortals from the sky come to my watchtower, they have to stay away. Let alone the head teacher of the Yantian Sect, even the ancestors of the Yantian Sect will be in vain."

"Brother Wang, are you looking down on the accumulation of my craftsman's family for thousands of years?"

Wang Shouren was silent, and the craftsman's reputation was indeed well-deserved.

Inflated egos.

It is said that when the Great Song Dynasty was about to come into being, the Taizu of the Great Song Dynasty asked that generation of craftsmen who were in power to help him build the Great Song Dynasty Imperial City.

The pattern of schools of thought may change dramatically.

However, the proud craftsmen refused Da Song's request on the grounds that the imperial city was inferior and there was no need to use the craftsmen's methods.

Taizu of the Great Song Dynasty was furious, and slaughtered all the artisans' family veins in one go, leaving only one vein lingering in Fengming Castle.

Thousands of years later, Fengming Fort is still there, Great Song Dynasty is dead, and the arrogance of the public losers has not disappeared.

"Just watch it, I will capture him alive within a few breaths." The public loser said leisurely, and someone brought over the brewed hot tea: "Brother Wang, don't be impatient, this is my Fengming Castle The specialty Fengming tea, drinking it often can open up your heart and increase your courage, it is quite suitable for you."

Wang Shouren: "..."

If he hadn't lived under the fence, he would never have been teased by the public loser.

The craftsman's family has always been the tail of the crane among the hundreds of schools of thought. Why should he bark in front of the Legalists, who have a detached status and have left a strong mark in history.

"Someone bring a telescope." Gong Shugui gave an order, and someone immediately brought a pair of ordinary mirrors embedded in hardwood.

Gongshugou introduced: "This is unique to my craftsman's house. It can see every corner of the mansion. Brother Wang, have you ever seen this magical thing?"

Wang Shouren said in his heart, it is not difficult for any of the three great immortal sects to do this, let alone the mansion, everything in the world cannot escape their eyes.

But in front of Gongshu Puppet, Wang Shouren could only hold back his disdain: "It really is a magical thing, and it is estimated that only craftsmen in the world can make it."