The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 194 Military Intelligence
March [-]rd, Paper Kite Festival.

This day is another noisy festival after the Shangyuan Festival.

Outside the city of Tokyo, the scenery is picturesque and lush with greenery. Countless tourists and all kinds of vendors gather in the direction of several major city gates. Even the big and small Guanpu shops under the state bridge come to join in the fun, set up wooden tables, and win bets lose.

There are competitions in the Kite Festival every year, organized and hosted by the Tokyo Kite Club, and the rewards are also given out from the Kite Club. The Kite Club is a spontaneous organization of the folk market, just like the Yuan Club and Qi Yun Club of Cuju, which are not officially established. .

In terms of scale and composition of members, the Zhiyuan Society cannot be compared with the Yuanshe Qiyun Society. There is a rumor in Tokyo that if it is romantic, there is nothing better than the Yuanshe. , the three brocades compete for the first place.

The Zhiyuan Society naturally does not have such a reputation. After all, the Zhiyuan game, children and women, even old men and women, can be played by almost anyone, and there is no threshold at all.

The members of the Zhiyuan Society are generally ordinary people. The president and vice president are just wealthy businessmen, and the round society, even Gao Qi, is just an ordinary member. They are relatives of the emperor.

Early this morning, Zhao Tang ordered people to prepare the chariots and horses, and planned to go outside the city to watch them. He also sent Lei San to a store outside to buy a lot of paper kites, and distributed them to some servants in the mansion, asking them to go and sign up. Enter the kite contest.

Two carriages, with a total of about a hundred people, left the gate of the palace after breakfast.

Zhao Tun rode a horse, followed by Su Shi with his bodyguards. Su Shi's arm that was broken by Fang La during the Shangyuan Festival has almost recovered, and there is no serious problem in swinging a sword.

Zhao Tong got off the horse, the guards set up chairs and tables, and the young lady got off the carriage with a nervous expression on her face, but seeing the lively atmosphere in front of her, she felt a little joy in her heart. Stop fiddling.

"Get out of the way, out of the way!"

He wanted to rush into the city gate, but unexpectedly, the horse under his crotch lost its strength because it ran for too long, or was tripped by something. The soldiers were thrown out immediately.

Zhao Tang saw that the messenger fell hard, with blood foaming from his mouth, but he was still muttering: "Urgent report, urgent report..."

The horse did not give way to pedestrians at all, and even those who were wandering on the official road and were lazy were directly bumped by the horse, and were taken aside and slightly injured.

Going out of the city, the competition has not officially started, but there are already many scattered paper kites floating in the sky, colorful and really beautiful.

Su Shi took the order and led the people away, Zhao Tun returned to his seat, but this time he was not in such a relaxed mood, his expression was a bit solemn, judging by the urgent appearance of the messenger, the battle situation in Wanxi must not be optimistic.

Seeing this, Zhao Tun stood up and walked over quickly. At this time, many people who were releasing paper kites were far away, and no one came to watch the excitement. Some knowledgeable people knew that this must be an urgent military report, and even those who were uninformed could guess See what happened somewhere.

Zhao Tang grabbed the paper scroll and called to Su Shi, "Send this urgent report to the Privy Council, and this person, let the imperial guards carry it over together!"

The imperial guards who were maintaining order rushed over to say hello, and after Zhao Tang explained a few words, they all bowed and left.

He has excellent eyesight, and he already saw that the man on horseback was actually the messenger of the Imperial Army.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tun couldn't help frowning slightly, but he didn't send anyone to stop him.

Just when Zhao Tang was thinking, another cavalry messenger galloped over on the official road, this cavalry was covered in blood, I don't know if he met a thief, or he fell off his horse before, or his face was covered with blood. With black blood scabs, he ran and shouted: "It's urgent, it's urgent, give way!"

The orderly soldier's soft armor has long lost his color, but his identity can be identified by the helmet and the command flag on his back.

On this day until noon, the atmosphere inside and outside Tokyo was immersed in a joyous atmosphere, but at noon, it was suddenly broken.

Holding the teacup, Zhao Tong squinted his eyes. In such a short period of time, there were two military emergency reports.
According to the temperament of Tongzhi Privy Council Wang Xiang, even if he lost, he would report good news but not bad news. Unless it was a big defeat, he dared not hide it and could not hide it, so he sent the military situation back in such a hurry.

The messenger heard the word King Qi, and sat up "suddenly", and took out a scroll of paper from his arms: "My lord, urgent report, urgent report from Wanxi..."

At the moment, there are many pedestrians on the street, all of whom are going out of the city. Young and old, men and women are accompanied by each other, making a fuss, carrying various paper kites on their backs, and carrying fruit baskets and food boxes, all with happy smiles on their faces.

The tourists had learned their previous lessons, and no one came forward, so they galloped into the city.

Zhao Tong passed by, and the guards at the city gate were surrounding this man, not knowing what to do. Seeing Zhao Tong, he hurriedly moved out of the way.

Zhao Tang went to the south gate, sitting not far from the Hulong River, right in the middle of the sun, when the spring is the warmest, on the official road not far away, a fast horse galloped through the smoke and dust. come.

Zhao Tang couldn't help but frowned slightly, and saw that the messenger didn't slow down when he arrived at the city gate, shouting: "Wanxi urgent report, Wanxi urgent report, give way quickly!"

Zhao Tun leaned down and said, "I'm King Qi, what's the urgent report?"

Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, expressionless, gently turning the tea bowl in his hand, the lady next to him looked at him, wanted to say something, but hesitated and didn't say it.

After Zhao Tang took the scroll paper, he saw the man fell to the ground again with a "thump", and he didn't know if it was a flashback just now, if he passed out or just died.

This time, those tourists, including those who are participating in the competition to release paper kites, are not calm anymore. The president of Paper Kites Club is a silk merchant in Tokyo. The one who winked at this moment had an ugly look on his face, wondering whether he should end the paper kite competition early.

Just over half an hour later, when the paper kite competition was at its most critical moment, another rider galloped over the official road. This rider was as swift and fierce as the previous one, and it turned out to be shouting all the way: "The military is urgent!" Report, idlers wait to get out of the way!"

After a while, two eunuchs came from the city on horseback in a hurry, and the leader was Zheng Fu. He jumped off his horse before he got close, staggered over, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the official Xuan lord will come in immediately." palace."

Zhao Tong stood up and glanced at the young lady, who looked at him cautiously, and then looked at Lei San next to him, Lei San immediately said: "My lord, do you want to go back to the residence immediately?"

Zhao Tong nodded: "Pass down this Wang's order, all the people in the house who participated in the paper kite competition will go back, and another one will go with them."

Lei San said that he was leaving, and Zhao Tong walked up to Qingfeng, turned over and ran towards the city...

(End of this chapter)