I just like the Prime Minister

At this moment, Jiang Xizhu also realized that the previous shaking was the last shaking before landing - when the boat was sailing on the river, although the boat was not stable, it would drift with the current. The waves that hit the shore pushed back.

There is a saying that the darkness before dawn is the most obscure, and the boat before docking is the most unstable.

They walked fairly smoothly, and they didn't come into contact with any dangerous people for a month. Jiang Xizhu's relaxed spirit was suddenly lifted by the sound of queuing up on the bank and the flames.

In midsummer, the Yangzhou wharf is filled with humid heat mixed with the unique smell of the river wind, faintly as if a storm is about to come.

The boat swayed to and fro, but the boatman was obviously very experienced, even though it was shaking like this, the boat did not capsize.Li Chengzuo supported the rickety Jiang Xizhu with one hand, and held onto the weapon with the other. He threw the candle that had been blown out long ago to a place that was out of the way, and quickly guessed the scene on the shore in his mind.

It is certainly the best way for him to go out and see the situation in person, but after thinking about it, he thinks it is the best way to hide in the cabin for the time being—even if Luo Wanchuan of the Cao Gang is so bold as to go to the court The smuggling of Wujin, which was not taken seriously, had been caught by the local garrison a long time ago, but now that the transaction has been completed, the local officials and the local army must do it cheaply.

Li Chengzuo quickly went through the officials of Yangzhou, big and small, in his mind, and clearly picked out "available people" and "wine bags and rice bags".He has been a foolish emperor for so many years, and the officials in Manchuria may have to wait until he is rarely in the mood to go to court before he seizes the opportunity to see if the country has changed hands, but this does not mean that officials in the government and the opposition do not know He—after all, before he became a faint king, he had been a prince who could not support the wall for a few years. It's safest to hide behind.

It was obviously chaotic outside, and it was no longer as quiet as it was a month ago. There seemed to be only two people on board.

Jiang Xizhu was shaken to such an extent that he could barely hold back the urge to vomit in his stomach. He listened in the darkness with a very ugly expression. A boatman with a southern accent had the loudest voice, and his commanding voice completely overwhelmed the rest of the mess. Shouting: "Lean to the right! Lean to the right! Attention! Attention!"

However, the person who obeyed the command seemed to have no distinction between the left and the right, depending on his mood, so he swayed from left to right without any rules for a long time. Finally, the unbearable scolding voice of the boatman with a southern accent came from outside.But this scolding really worked, Jiang Xizhu obviously felt that the hull of the boat collided with something very firmly, and then the shaking of the boat finally stabilized.

His Majesty the Emperor was also shaken by the wrecked boat, stood up and staggered a step, then stabilized his figure, turned around and supported Jiang Xizhu to stand up, seeing the prime minister's complexion, His Majesty the Emperor felt distressed for a while.

"Can you still hold on?" Li Chengzuo lowered his voice, "It's like this on the boat. Back then, I traveled eastward with Master, and my mouth was a little bigger than this one. Don't worry, when you get ashore... vomit..."

Before he could finish speaking, he retched himself first.

Jiang Xizhu: "..."

The prime minister really doesn't understand how Li Chengzuo, a majestic emperor, can be so slapped in the face, so he can only briefly attribute this reason to the fact that he has been wandering around the rivers and lakes with the master of the state for a long time. Did you sneeze.

The prime minister looked at the emperor who was suffering and pretended to be a wolf with a big tail, and was angry and distressed. At this moment, he had no choice but to take over his hand and give him comfort, and said in a low voice: "Is it all right? If not, go ashore first."

Li Chengzuo's embarrassment in front of Jiang Xizhu was not the only one. After vomiting, he turned around and saw Jiang Xizhu's expression, and showed a very heartless smile.

As if the soldiers outside were approaching in a blink of an eye, a voice from a little further away shouted, "Where is the ship? Why is it docking at this time? Where are the documents?"

The voice from this side was obviously the boatman with a southern accent: "It's the boat of Mr. Zhang, Governor of Liangjiang!"

Li Chengzuo frowned.

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Zhang Yishan, governor of Liangjiang, he remembered, was once a disciple of Jiang Xizhu's father, Mr. Jiang Ge. However, Jiang Xizhu was an old son of Mr. Jiang Ge. Twenty years older than Jiang Xizhu.

When the late emperor was still there, there was a shocking corruption case in Liangjiang. The late emperor issued an order to deal with it strictly. From the official circles of Liangjiang to the governor down to the county magistrate, they all fell from their horses.

However, the imperial court still has to continue to work, and Liangjiang cannot be without officials for a day.

However, the land of Liangjiang is rich and rich, and the richness and vacancies left behind are jealous of the big families. Excluding a few official positions that have been appointed by the late emperor, the rest of the people will be out of their minds.

Out of the consideration of the way of balance, the first emperor gave the big families a little bit of sweetness, but when he reached the position of Governor of Liangjiang, he encountered difficulties.

The golden and silver-heavy rivers and mountains along the Liangjiang River, no matter how persistent people are, it is hard not to get drunk in that gentle village. However, the task of Liangjiang is the most important thing. If you send someone there, if you don’t keep it, you will follow in the footsteps of the one who just lost his head.

It is also seen that the first emperor hesitated, and the big families fought for a long time, almost allowing Lin Lifu from the past to win. The emperor recommended his student, Zhang Yishan.

Zhang Yishan is a clean and honest official, and he is upright. Since he entered the court, he has made remarkable achievements. The most important thing is that the late emperor had already moved to check and balance the Lin family, so he appointed Zhang Yishan as the governor of Liangjiang.

But the years change from spring to autumn. Could it be that the righteous frontier official back then not only failed to survive the consumption of this golden cave, but also participated in those things very much?

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Li Chengzuo turned his ears to hear more, but the people on the shore seemed to have finally realized the importance of the matter, and the noisy loud voices were silenced in an instant, and the rest of the voices were far away.

Li Chengzuo and Jiang Xizhu couldn't hear the reason anymore, they looked at each other, Li Chengzuo was in front, Jiang Xizhu was behind, tentatively got out of the cabin door and joined the row of boat trackers, standing quietly behind.

On the wharf there are luxuriant figures and fire shadows. In the famous capital of Huaizuo, where the spring breeze is ten miles away, in this dark night, you can’t see the bright moonlight night on the 24th bridge, and you can’t see where the jade man teaches flute. You can only see the darkness in the distance. Mountain Lacquer Water.

The wharf was originally noisy, but now, except for the sound of the river lapping on the shore, the sound of boatmen walking ashore one after another, and the "cracking" sound of torches burning wood fuel, there are surprisingly few human voices.

Li Chengzuo looked at the surrounding situation calmly, and pulled Jiang Xizhu every step of the way to prevent him from going far.

The ship usually unloads the cargo as soon as it docks. However, everyone knows that the "goods" here are not ordinary things, and their origin and destination are not clean places.

As a result, the boatmen had no work to do, and they were taken off the boat under strict guard.

Jiang Xizhu and Li Chengzuo deliberately made themselves ashamed, and followed at the end of the team. Li Chengzuo still remembered the "Governor of the Two Rivers" he had just heard, and his peach eyes glanced at the soldiers when nothing happened. Jiang Xizhu looked at them calmly. Looking at him, he knew that he was hindering his hands and feet here, otherwise, with His Majesty's usual style, he would have picked up a bully soft persimmon soldier and knocked him unconscious, replacing him with his body, and followed them to see what happened up.

Li Chengzuo saw that Jiang Xizhu was looking at him, so he didn't hide his thoughts at all. After weighing it up for himself, he felt that he was wise enough to take care of two soldiers, so he narrowed his eyes and slapped him beside him. Zhuan'er, just wait for Jiang Xizhu to get ready before doing it.

However, the plan could never keep up with the changes. His Majesty the Emperor had just conceived the mood of killing people and stealing goods, when he saw two clusters of fire coming side by side in the distance. The loud voice with a southern accent seemed to have reached an agreement with the general soldier who was already on the shore. The atmosphere was not good. It's almost back.

The chief soldier waved his hand, and the soldiers who had been under strict surveillance retreated three or four meters one after another. Li Chengzuo's small movements that he wanted to make were instantly in vain.

Not only that, but the loud voice in the south who was yelling goodbye to the commander in chief gave way to several distinguished disciples on the ship one by one, and peered towards the back of the team, staring at Li Chengzuo and Jiang Xizhu with a little bit of a smile in his eyes. The meaning of joy.

"Brother Song!" The loud voice patted Li Chengzuo on the shoulder very boldly, "These days are doing well, the chief rudder is in Yangzhou recently, the elder brother will take you to meet Luo Gangzhu, it can be regarded as giving you a lot of insight!"

His Majesty the Emperor who has never seen the world: "..."

The loud voice was very slow to Li Chengzuo's speechlessness, he said his own, he didn't care whether Li Chengzuo was willing to accept the great "honor" Li Chengzuo, and he made a decision for him on his own, in a blink of an eye, as if he had just seen Jiang Xizhu, who was beside him, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized: "Are you... the younger brother of Song Zuo?"

Jiang Xizhu: "..."

The prime minister was very speechless, wondering what kind of bad name Li Chengzuo had given him, but seeing the loud voice staring at him, he had to grit his teeth and admit, "Yes, in Xia Songyou."

Li Chengzuo: "..."

Feng Shui took turns, and this time it was finally the turn of His Majesty the Emperor who was speechless.

The loud voice was ignorant of Li Chengzuo's silence, and said very sincerely: "After all, he is someone who has read the book. He really knows how to name, one left and one right, left and right, good, good, go with the eldest brother to meet Luo Gangzhu, Luo Gangzhu I love talents, and I especially appreciate your brothers who are able to read and write, work hard, and have a bright future."

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At this time, Concubine Song, who was far away in the capital, suddenly woke up from her sleep. Not only did she wake up, but she also sneezed very untimely.

"Who is this who is chewing my tongue behind my back?" Song Yingluo thought, "It must be the emperor. He has been uneasy since the day he dragged me into the water."

This sneezing immediately woke Concubine Song awake.

The capital city is extremely hot in summer, Song Yingluo has just recovered from a serious injury, Jing Qing had told her not to be too cool in summer before leaving for Khitan.

Song Yingluo cherished her life very much, because this order directly ordered the harem to save the use of ice in the summer in her own palace.

If you ask Concubine Song what she wants to do most now, Song Yingluo will answer without hesitation - now she can't wait to find herself a month ago and slap herself in the face.

Song Yingluo has always misunderstood herself deeply, and she really overestimated her own potential, and only attributed the root cause of all this to "not being greedy for cold" and "not being afraid of heat". Yingluo felt that even if the water was on the ice bed, she could turn into a real grilled salted fish.

The month when Li Chengzuo threw down an imperial decree and took Jiang Xizhu out of Beijing was Song Yingluo's most miserable month. In the first half of the month, she had to deal with the questioning and reprimanding of the queen mother who was as regular as three meals a day. Song Yingluo dared not disobey the queen mother. He had no choice but to cry in front of Prince Rui every day when the queen mother could not see, and finally begged Prince Rui to take care of his crying and noisy mother, and finally dealt with Li Chengzuo's mess skillfully. It's terrible to deal with it——His Majesty, the self-proclaimed invincible emperor, directly sent himself under the eyes of King Qi.

Seeing the reward, Song Yingluo scolded aloud at that time, because she was afraid that her life expectancy would be too long, and she was anxious to meet their Li family ancestors!

It is one thing for the emperor to be unreliable, but another to be saved.

Song Yingluo was afraid that she would call the Queen Mother here by cursing her mother for too long, so she kept a low-key rage while contacting Pei Wenyuan to transfer troops, and hurried to catch up with Li Chengzuo's matter.

...and then there was no news.

Song Yingluo was irritated by the hot weather, and she didn't know how she sneezed in this terrible weather.Song Yingluo couldn't fall asleep even more as she thought about the unlucky His Majesty the Emperor.

Counting the days, even if he wants to seize the Qi Palace, and even if he wants to equalize the power of the King, he should come back, but since Pei Wenyuan was sent to Yecheng, there has been no movement.

You can't let others destroy you if you lose the battle, right?

Song Yingluo only thought about it for a while, then immediately gave up this idea.Pei Wenyuan transferred the soldiers and horses to Jizhou, and King Qi's kind of ghosts and snake spirits might not be his opponents. Song Yingluo was not worried that they would suffer losses in the siege, let alone there was no news that there was a fight. It seems The matter was solved without bloodshed. Now that the matter has been solved, what then?

Song Yingluo couldn't figure it out.

No ice was used in Song Guifei's palace, and when the heat was unbearable, she had to open the window. Song Yingluo wore the clothes she prepared for getting up at night, and walked to the window to cool off. As soon as she stood still, a shadow guard fell silently outside the window.

Although in fact, no one regards a noble concubine as a serious woman, but after all, men and women are different, and the big thing is to be reported, and the shadow guards dare not enter Song Yingluo's room, only dare to go outside.

However, as soon as this shadow guard appeared, Song Yingluo's face turned livid. For some reason, a thought suddenly popped up in her heart—"It's broken, something happened!"

Sure enough, he and His Majesty were inseparable, and the crow's mouth was half-baked, so don't dislike anyone. Before the missed beat in my heart was made up, I heard the voice of the shadow guard outside.

"My lord." The shadow guard lowered his voice as much as possible, and he didn't even take out the letter to wait for her to read it. He just sent a message directly, "Yecheng is [-] miles away, King Qi committed suicide by detonating gunpowder..."

Song Yingluo's eyes widened, and she slammed on the window edge with a trembling hand: "Where's the emperor? Where's the prime minister?"

The shadow guard paused, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth: "When King Qi blew himself up...the emperor and the prime minister were also there...the national teacher and General Pei searched many times, but their whereabouts are still unknown."

Song Yingluo felt that she was cold from head to toe. If it wasn't for her hands still resting on the window sill, she would almost fall to the ground. In his heart, he forced himself to be rational, and frowned: "This means that there are no bones, right?! Look for it! Let General Pei look for it! Let our people look for it too! If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies!"

The shadow guard struggled to find words, and finally knelt on the ground as if he was in a desperate situation: "Forgive me, my lord, it was not yesterday that the emperor died... General Pei spent a month cleaning up the courtyard where King Qi detonated it. In addition to finding broken limbs and remains... No survivors..."

Song Yingluo was completely confused: "When did you say? A month ago? Why didn't you say it earlier!"

The shadow guard didn't dare to explain that it was because the national teacher blocked it, and because only one person could be rescued from the remnants of the fire, everyone thought that the emperor and the prime minister had hope of escape, so they kept searching. However, thinking about it now, such a huge explosion, Such a high-temperature fire scene... not to mention the living people, even the gravel was burned into carbon powder that shattered at the touch of a touch.

Song Yingluo's face was pale, she grabbed her hand, and dropped the bar on the window edge in a daze, her quick reaction was no longer that of the unrestrained noble concubine of the past: "That's not right!"

Song Yingluo quickly thought that the one who dared to hide the news must be the national teacher. However, if it was because Li Chengzuo had no chance of surviving, Taoist Zixu would not have kept the news for so long. Since he was sure that Li Chengzuo had a chance to escape from death, then He must have a direction to look for.

Taoist Master Zixu is not a master who can resist and take responsibility. After the incident happened, since he felt that he had a chance to find the emperor and the prime minister, he must have set off to find someone. The person who dared to hide it for so long was actually not him, but someone else His people helped to make up their minds.

So who is this person?Pei Wenyuan?

Song Yingluo's brows and eyes, which were originally bright like spring light, instantly sharpened, and she turned to the shadow guard hidden in the darkness, forcing herself to calm down: "Send someone to look for it! The emperor and the prime minister are sure to be fine! If you can't find them, at least you need to find them." Find the national teacher!"

The shadow guard responded, but hesitated to speak.

Song Yingluo took a deep breath, feeling as if she had used up all the exhaustion in this life, and didn't give the shadow guard a chance to find other words, so she simply said, "Is there anything else I don't know, so hurry up and tell me now! If there is any more concealment, go directly to receive the death penalty."

The shadow guard knelt down on the spot: "My lord, before the emperor and the prime minister disappeared, Wujin and gunpowder were confiscated in Yecheng. After General Pei arrived, he controlled the majority, but there was still a third of the weight. After the emperor and the prime minister disappeared It disappeared...General Pei sent people to investigate, both by land and water, and found that the merchant ship leaving Yecheng was the most suspicious route."

Song Yingluo seemed to have foreseen the worst ending, but she still pretended to be calm and asked, "Where are you going?"

The shadow guard knelt down and said, "Jiangnan."

Song Yingluo paused, as if she had expected it a long time ago, she felt the bone-chilling chill in the suddenly cold summer palace.

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The turmoil in Yecheng and the undercurrent in Beijing have nothing to do with Li Chengzuo and Jiang Xizhu.

It's not that these two masters are more heart-warming than the sea and don't know how to send a message back to Beijing. However, they were first in the vast river, and later they were pushed to the shore by people calling them brothers all the way. There is really no chance to pass the news back to the capital that they are still alive.

The two of them changed into coarse short shirts inexplicably, and they went from one pier to another, and from one boat to another in a mess like other members of the Cao Gang.

The two of them were in a daze and didn't know how much alcohol they had been drunk. When they woke up again, they found that the boat they were in had already docked again without knowing it.

Li Chengzuo woke up suddenly, knowing that the wave after wave of boatmen who came to pour wine just now was just a cover-up. The leader of the gang has a different mind, knowing that being careful will make the Wannian ship, so he has no hobby of exposing his foothold casually.

Jiang Xizhu also came to his senses after Li Chengzuo woke up. The prime minister can't drink enough. Naturally, he doesn't have the amount of Li Chengzuo's thousand cups of non-drunk, nor Li Chengzuo's animal skills that can be slowed down by drinking a cow.Therefore, most of the inexplicably poured wine just now was contributed to the clothes of the prime minister who had long been a gentleman.

Reeking of alcohol, the two climbed up from the rickety boat, and suddenly found that there were only the two of them on board.

This ship is much gentler than the cargo ship they came in. The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, walked out of the cabin hand in hand, looked up, and saw a green pavilion far away on the shore, with pink, pink and green lanterns shining softly in the distance. The bright moon is in the sky, the Qionglou is under the moon, and the jade is the fur. There is a secluded path between the bamboo forests, winding up; looking back, the scenery between the river and the sky is misty.

Li Chengzuo frowned, not knowing what was wrong, he only protected Jiang Xizhu and walked under the Qionglou.

Standing outside the building was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with a charming look between his eyebrows and eyes. He glanced at Li Chengzuo from top to bottom, and brought out a burst of scent that choked his nose when he moved. He smiled and said coquettishly: "Brother But came to find Mr. Luo?"

Li Chengzuo, the eighth-generation ancestor who had goosebumps when he was called "brother", endured the discomfort and reluctantly said yes.

However, the young man rolled his eyes when he heard about it, and turned around and shouted: "Zhouli sent someone here! Take these two elder brothers to understand the rules, don't make the young master impatient!"

Li Chengzuo was stunned on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The author has something to say: I am about to encounter a pervert again...a moment of silence for His Majesty.