Fu Song

Chapter 321 The sword rises, the flag shatters
Only when pain falls on oneself can one feel the real pain.

Cui Ang felt it now.

In his whole life, where had he suffered so much?
Although the family was not considered wealthy when he was young, it was also a well-off family, and it was more than easy to support him to study.In his generation, his official career has been smooth and smooth. More than [-] years ago, he became the minister of the two houses of the Song Dynasty and became a top group of people in the world. He never thought that he would have Such a catastrophe.

The prison was as cold as an ice cellar.

What was available for them to keep warm was the haystack in the corner, and what was even more frightening was that he saw mice running in and out of the haystack, and there were countless other insects.

As the former Prime Minister of the Privy Council, the former comforter of Hebei Road, and the current Yushi Taizhong Prime Minister, he did not know how many people were imprisoned, and how many people lost their heads, but now it is his turn. But panicked, scared.

Now as long as he closes his eyes, he can recall the scene when he and Cheng Gui were arrested that day.

It's always been good.

Xiao Ding was not in Xingqing, but Zhang Yuan and Tuoba Yangwei came to accompany him in turn, and he also extended friendly and warm hands to these two.

To be appointed as an official, to make a wish, to spare no words of appreciation, just to draw these two to my side, then after Xiao Ding came back, there was nothing he could do.

Cui Ang still did a lot of homework.

Knowing that in the Western Army, apart from Xiao Ding, Zhang Yuan and Tuoba Yangwei have a pivotal position, they can be called number two or number three.If they can successfully instigate these two, this trip will be a major event.

Tuoba smiled pretentiously and talked about him, never giving an accurate word, Cui Ang was not in a hurry, in his opinion, barbarians!If he doesn't see the rabbit, he won't throw the eagle, as long as he doesn't fall to Xiao Ding at the critical moment, that's enough.

He focused on wooing Zhang Yuan.

An ex-poor scholar, an old literati with no ambitions, he had plenty of means to lure him into the bait, as expected, after throwing out the bait, this person began to test left and right, and Cui Ang couldn't help but sneer with that eagerness.

The fish is hooked!

He was very happy.

The only thing that made him unhappy was Cheng Gui and Cheng Deqian, who was traveling with him. Ever since he passed Hengshan, he had been taciturn and seldom said a word. When he arrived at Xingqing Mansion, his face became even more ugly.For his great cause of wooing, he couldn't even help at all.Asked him to find some colleagues he knew in the past, but this one refused, and finally said that he was sick, and hid in the room and refused to come out at all.

Ma Xing's number one staff member turned out to be at such a level?
This disappointed Cui Ang greatly.

Well, if you don't do anything, you will not have your share in the future credits.

Everything is going smooth.

But all the changes happened on that sunny morning.

Outside the post house, there was the sound of horseshoes, the sound of knives and guns colliding, and the clattering of nail leaves, followed by the door of the post house being knocked open, and heavily armed soldiers of the Western Army rushed in.

I don't know why the squadron guards who came forward to block and resist were cut down by these ferocious soldiers of the Western Army in an instant. When Cui Ang rushed out, his head rolled under his feet, and all of a sudden he was killed. He was so scared that he sat down in a pool of blood on the ground.

He ordered many people to be killed, but rarely saw the killing process with his own eyes.

Then, they were caught here.

No one pays any attention to them.

One meal a day, a bowl of porridge, and a black-faced steamed bun.

This level is more than ten days.

Yu Shi Zhongcheng, who has always paid attention to his own demeanor and image, is now unkempt and skinny. It is not only the harsh treatment in life, but also the psychological torture.

What happened?

He looked back at Cheng Gui and Cheng Deqian.

This person is leaning against the wall, nesting himself in the haystack, his complexion is very good, also, these days, this person eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats, although he eats very badly, but this person can keep He gnawed away the corn bread that was as hard as a stone, and drank the porridge to the point where there was not a drop left.

But Cui Ang couldn't do it!

"What happened? Did Xiao Ding rebel? He wants his family's life?" He asked Cheng Gui many times.For a long time, Cheng Gui did not give him a positive answer.

But today, Cheng Gui opened his eyes, looked at him, and said, "Maybe, there will be an answer soon."

"how do you know?"

Cheng Gui narrowed his eyes, and said: "Calculating the time, Xiao Ding should have rushed back from Montenegro. Well, well, it seems that someone is coming. Listen, those prisoners who usually don't make a sound are shouting loudly. Injustice has come, and it must be a person who can decide their fate, but the prison here is not ordinary people? Who is it? Xiao Ding?"

There is no need to guess anymore, because the person who came was aimed at the two of them, and soon appeared in front of the two of them.

"Zhang Changshi!" Through the fence, Cui Ang looked at the person who was flattering in front of him a few days ago.

"Is there some misunderstanding? Is Manager Xiao back? I want to see him!"

Zhang Yuan looked at the high court official.

To be honest, whenever Zhang Yuan saw this guy in front of him, he felt very unfair for himself.

Such a person can be a Jinshi, and has been the top official in the imperial court for decades, but why can't he himself?
The ability shown by this person is simply despised.

Small cleverness may be more than enough, but great wisdom is not enough at all.

On Hebei Road, in Bianliang Chaotang, the person in front of him was tricked and applauded by people like Yelujun and Xia Jie, and he didn't know he was going to die.

Such a person can do it, why can't he do it himself!

This damn Great Song Dynasty Hall!

This damn Zhao Song official family!

Zhang Yuan shook his head slowly: "There is no misunderstanding at all. Cui Zhongcheng, I am here today to tell you something."

"What's the matter, does Xiao Ding really dare to rebel?" Cui Ang summoned up his last courage and shouted sharply.

"It's not that our Manager Xiao wants to rebel." Zhang Yuan's face was full of sternness: "Fifteen days ago, we received the news that Xiao Jixiang was tortured and killed at Bianliang Yushitai."

"What? This is impossible!" Cui Ang screamed, not only him, but even Cheng Gui, who had been nestling in the haystack all this time, jumped out of the haystack in shock.

Even though Xiao Yu was dead, he was still sentenced to death at Yushitai!

Cui Ang was stunned.

Cheng Gui couldn't believe his ears at all.

"Nonsense!" he shouted, "Zhang Yuan, if you want to rebel, rebel, don't spread rumors!" Cheng Gui didn't believe that with the wisdom of the court princes, he would do such an irrational thing.

"Spreading rumors?" Zhang Yuan sneered: "Last night, we received the second news that Mrs. Xiao and the third lady were about to escape from Bianliang, but in the underground passage near Nanxun Gate, Xiao Madam was shot dead by Quan Gong, the commander of the Imperial City Division."

Cui Ang was completely dumbfounded.

Cheng Gui stared at Zhang Yuan, he really wanted to see the clues of the other party's lies and rumors from the other party's face, but unfortunately, the information he read from that face was that all of this was true.

Cheng Gui's legs were a little weak.

Xiao and his wife both died at the hands of the imperial court, so why would Xiao Ding not rebel?

He glanced at Cui Ang, and sighed, he was really unlucky, he ran all the way to Xingling to die with this bastard son of a bitch.

Xia Jie and the others clearly wanted Cui Ang to die.

Otherwise, according to this timeline, they have every chance to recover Cui Ang.

Pity myself for suffering such an innocent disaster.

"Cui Zhongcheng, do you understand now? The imperial court sent you here to send you to your death. Well, maybe an official of your level was asked to confuse us!" Zhang Yuan sneered and said, "But such a big thing Even if the imperial court encloses Bianliang like an iron barrel, the news still cannot be suppressed."

"It's not true, it's not true!" Cui Ang didn't believe it at all.

Rather than saying that he didn't believe the news of the death of the Xiao couple, it would be better to say that he didn't believe that Bianliang had completely given up on him, treating him as a chess piece that could be discarded at will.

I am a former privy minister, Hebei Road appeasement envoy, and now Yushi Zhongcheng is one of the most senior officials in the Song Dynasty!

"I can tell you one more thing. Zhang Chao has already arrived at Jingzhao Mansion. The time is about the time when you crossed Hengshan Mountain!" Zhang Yuan added another knife: "Now do you understand? Director Xiao will be there three days later. It's time to go back to Xingqingju, you still have three days, cherish it!"

Zhang Yuan is gone!

Cui Ang collapsed on the ground with a bang, as if losing his soul.

After calculating for so long, he thought that he would reach the pinnacle of his life soon, but the reality gave him an extremely fierce slap, and slapped him mercilessly into the Nine Nether Hell.

It wasn't until now that he realized that people like Xia Jie were truly scheming. In front of him, he couldn't even be considered an enlightened child, right?

Zhang Yuan was walking on the street, and he saw that someone had already hung a white lantern outside the door.

News spread quickly.

The news that the father and mother of the general manager of the Western Army were persecuted to death by the court has spread like wind in Xingqing Mansion.

Of course this was done on purpose.

Of course Zhang Yuan would not do such a thing, because it would definitely make Xiao Ding unhappy, but some people would do such a thing.

Everyone in Xingqing Mansion believed that Xiao Ding would raise his flag to rebel.

This is someone trying to force Xiao Ding, so that he has no way out.

Zhang Yuan is happy to see all this.

"If you do this, the manager will be unhappy!" Seeing Tuoba Yangwei, Nan Renzhong, and Yu Zang Huama, Zhang Yuan said: "The manager should decide how to do things, not you. .”

Tuoba Yangwei smiled, thinking that this is really an old fox, I am afraid that you have been happy in your heart for a long time, but now you are putting the blame on us.

But it doesn't matter.

After all, Zhang Yuan is just a counselor, an excellent administrative talent, and he has no strength to speak of, but they are different, so even if it makes Xiao Ding unhappy, Tuoba Yangwei doesn't care too much, as long as the goal is achieved.

Although Xiao Ding is their leader, he is also a partner.

"How is Shentangbao now?" Zhang Yuan looked at Tuoba and said, "With Zhang Chao's ability, if he can see the key here, he might be the first to attack Shentangbao. There are only three thousand pawns there!"

"In the name of the deputy chief of the Western Army, I have asked the Hengshan Regiment to gather two thousand troops and rush to Shentangbao immediately." Tuoba said proudly.

Zhang Yuan nodded. All the troops under the command of the Hengshan Regiment are party members who did not immigrate out of Hengshan back then. Those people make a living from shooting and hunting. .

Over the past few years, the defense of Shentang Fort has been strengthening. It is no longer a small fort in the past, but an outpost of the Western Army guarding the Hengshan line of defense.

As long as Shentangbao is still there, the Western Army can advance and attack, retreat and defend.

The status of Shentangbao is as important as Siwu Pass.

Now that Siwuguan is in the hands of Li Du, Shentangbao cannot be lost.

The vast wilderness is covered with snow, and there is no trace of greenery.A big black horse, with a big man in black armor on its back, stood alone on a snow hill.

There is no one around.

It's not that there is no one, but at this moment, no one dares to disturb him.

This lonely knight with black horse and black armor is Xiao Ding, the general manager of the Western Army who now controls hundreds of thousands of strings and controls the northwest.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, an envoy from Xingqing Mansion brought sad news to Xiao Ding.

Mrs. Xiao, Mrs. Han, Xiao Ding's own mother, was shot and killed in Bianliang by the imperial court. His younger sister, Mrs. Xiao San, is nowhere to be found.

Xiao Ding was so angry that he drew his saber amidst the roar, and swung the saber while galloping wildly, as if he was fighting an invisible enemy.

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other, and Xin Jian stopped their attempt to follow.

At this time, the manager needs to vent.

Xiao Ding finally stopped on the snow hill and stood with his knife in hand like a statue.

Behind him more than a hundred steps away, thousands of iron kites also stood on horseback, waiting quietly for Xiao Ding.

Xiao Ding didn't move, and neither did they.

Even the horse didn't seem to dare to neigh at this time.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a moment, Xiao Ding steered his horse back slowly.

"Manager!" Xin Jian went up to meet him.

Xiao Ding raised his palm, did not let the other party continue, but rode straight to his banner, looked up at the banner.

The banner of Xiao, the chief of the Western March of the Great Song Dynasty, was fluttering in the wind.

With a choking sound, he drew his sword, a flash of cold light flashed, and the upper half of the big flag fell immediately, and the flag bearer was at a loss for what to do. Normally, he would risk his life to defend the flag, but Now this flag was cut off by his own master.

Before the flag landed, Xiao Ding continued to wave the knife in his hand, and the bright red flag was shattered by the light of the knife, and drifted into the distance with the wind.

"Let's go back!" With a choke, he put the knife back into its sheath, Xiao Ding yelled, turned his horse, and ran towards Xingqing Mansion.

Amidst the shouts, thousands of iron kites rolled forward on the snowfield like a black torrent.

(End of this chapter)