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

The shouts of killing in Hangzhou City lasted for two full nights and one day before gradually subsiding.

In the city, there are broken walls, embers of war, dead bodies everywhere, and blood on the road.

Fang Shiwu was shot to death in the battle, and the bandit army lost seven to eight people. Fang Baihua fled out of the East City with the remaining 2 remnants.

Du Po led the cavalry and chased them for nearly a hundred miles, beheading the 2 people and thousands more, and the rest fled into the mountains, where it was difficult to trace them, so they returned to the city.

It took a few more days to clean up the city, set up a list to calm the people, search for the signs of the Ming Sect to arrest the believers hiding in the market, reward them according to their merits, and write a detailed memorial to Tokyo to announce the good news. Only then did Zhao Tun heave a sigh of relief.

The imperial army also died a lot in this battle. There were originally more than 5000 people, but now there are only more than [-] left after counting, and tens of thousands of soldiers were killed. It is a battle to seize the city, which is of great significance.

Zhao Tun sits in Qianwang Palace, thinking about how to deal with the concubines left by Fang La.

During a war, killing by mistake is nothing but irreversible, any resistance blocking the way, even if it is not intentional or wronged, is bound to be ruthlessly crushed by the wheels of war, but it is not necessary at this moment.

Fang La's queen, Shao Yuxian, fled with Fang Baihua. The remaining concubines were all married by Fang La when he captured Hangzhou.

Zhao Tong secretly gave Yao Pingzhong an order to let him go, and then told these women not to speak to others, forget about their experiences, and pretend that they escaped from their own family.

This matter Zhao Tuo just did it casually, even if the Emperor Daojun knew about it in the future, whether he admitted it or not, the Emperor Daojun would not take him seriously.

The next big thing is how to arrange the gold, silver and jewelry that Fang La found after the incident.

This is a huge fortune. With this money and the money he got from killing the gentry in Jiangning, plus the fact that Huaixi was wiped out last year, even if Zhao Tuo immediately turned against the court and raised troops outside to support himself, it would be enough for at least ten years. worried.

And Huang Jue in Fujian was ordered by him to take advantage of the chaos in the southeast and pretend to be a pirate to go to Guangzhou to kill the Huren Pu's family. If all goes well, then things will be more stable in the future, and the two bases in the southeast and Longyou will no longer be shackled by money.

Looting and possession in war is the best means of development. Otherwise, since the Qin Dynasty, what would they eat and drink?Almost all fights are supported by wars.

It is true that Hongshang makes money, invents some everyday things that have never been seen before, and it does attract attention, but the money is too slow to accumulate and expand, and it also needs to intrigue with all parties and care about every detail.

Zhao Tong didn't come from the market, he is a royal family, the beginning is to listen to the card, he has an innate advantage, he doesn't have to climb up from the bottom bit by bit, he accumulates slowly, he doesn't have to do some petty things, Waste of time and energy.

If you can use swords and horses to make a breakthrough, you don't need to think hard about detours, look forward and backward, and you can get it directly. You don't need to use slower methods to go through those twists and turns. Everything is fast, accurate, steady, and ruthless, which is enough.

With money, there will be no worries. Zhao Tang is in a very happy mood at the moment. He sent Zhang Xian to take the people from Luliuzhuang to quietly transport the money Fang La looted out of the city through the underground passage, and then transported it to Hongjue Temple in Niutoushan. Those gentry family wealth together, and then find a way to transport it to Longyou Duhu Mansion.

As for the Emperor Daojun, he will leave some, just like last time when Ping Huaixi was left... 20 taels is about the same.

Zhao Tang didn't live here after dealing with the affairs of King Qian's palace, but stayed in Hangzhou Zhifu's yamen. The environment of this prefect's yamen is better than that of the appeasement department. There are rockery and flowing water behind, bamboo groves and small lakes, and the beautiful scenery makes people feel relaxed and happy.

In the evening, he rested after dinner. He had been overworked for the past few days, but now he felt relaxed. He slept until the sun rose three poles before waking up.

I saw a ray of gentle sunlight outside directly through the screen window, warm and comfortable, Zhao Tun got up suddenly, the wind was blowing on the window, looking in front of him, the small lake in the garden was rippling with clear waves, and the birds were chirping. The clear blue sky above immediately aroused his interest in playing.

After eating, Zhao Tun called out: "Come here, call Shang Xiuniang, and go to the West Lake to enjoy the scenery today!"

As soon as he gave an order, Ding Daxie immediately went to make arrangements, and the servant girls in the mansion immediately became flustered. After a while, there were "thumping" footsteps in the yard, and a red-topped embroidered satin sedan chair came out Carried back to the front of the door.

Zhu Xiuniang came with the army. After entering Hangzhou, Zhao Yu ordered two girls to be picked up from the Jiaofang Division to serve them. If they were well served, they would be exempted from guilt and moved into good citizenship.

One of these two girls is named He Xiang and the other is Qing Xing. They are both natives of Hangzhou.

Zhu Xiuniang sat in the sedan chair, the two daughters followed on both sides of the sedan chair, Zhao Tun rode on the red horse with a big belly, Shen Fei led the army outside, and there was a full set of battles such as pumpkin axes, ax and sky mirrors in front, followed by a thousand soldiers, mighty and mighty , Go straight to Hangzhou West Lake.

At this time, Hangzhou gradually returned to its usual bustling scene. Only the gates of the city were strictly checked, and those who did not have a suburban household registration were not allowed to enter and had to be questioned. All other businesses were open, so they couldn't help but check.

Along the way, I saw three streets and nine alleys, row upon row of high-rise buildings, and a dazzling array of merchant shops.

As the saying goes, there is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. Passing the Qianwang Palace, you can see countless palaces, pavilions and pavilions. They were all full of praise: "What a Hangzhou, it really lives up to its reputation."

Even Zhu Xiuniang opened the sedan chair curtain and looked outside, her expression was slightly happy, and there was a gleam of joy in her eyes.

Going out of the city from the Qingbo Gate, it didn't stop until Liulang Wenying. At this moment, there are colorful boats parked by the lake, carved railings and painted buildings, dragon heads and phoenix tails, colorful canopies above, and small rooms below.

Zhao Tun got off his horse, was surrounded by a group of people and boarded the colorful boat, sat down in the color pavilion in the middle of the road, saw that there were many women on the boat at the moment, all of them were dancers from the teaching workshop, four on the left wore red, and four on the right. The green ones, each with a paddle, stretched out, gracefully and gracefully, piercing a lake of green glass, while laughing, bit by bit, the lake water splashed and wet Luo Xiang's skirt.

At this time, when looking at Mount Santai and Wulaofeng from a distance, it was covered by purple mist, and the Jiuting and Six Bridges on the Sugong Causeway were directly at the foot of Nanping Mountain.

Su Shi once wrote a poem: "Six bridges cross the sky and Han Dynasty, and the northern mountain begins to connect with the southern mountain."

Zhao Tang looked at the beautiful scenery, smiling all over his face, seeing the eight maikos with oars, their faces dripping with sweat, panting delicately, he couldn't help laughing, and said to Zhu Xiuniang: "Xiu Niang, how comfortable are you?"

Zhu Xiuniang raised her delicate eyebrows, a slight sneer hung on the corner of her mouth, and she remained silent.

The boat approached Zhongta Xiaozhou, and the pro-military kabukis got off the boat, surrounded by Zhao Tun. They took out the food boxes, and placed delicacies from mountains and seas, delicacies and delicacies, seasonal fruits, and fine nectar on the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Zhao Tun took a seat in the middle, Zhu Xiuniang sat on the side, He Xiang and Qing Xing accompanied her, and the concubines Red and Green stood on both sides.

In an instant, the sandalwood board was tapped, the purple flute was swallowed quietly, the silk strings were melodious, and the blowing sounded, and the red and green female prostitutes danced lightly. The sleeves are fluttering and frivolous.

Zhao Tang drank three cups, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were dim with drunkenness, and he said: "All beauties, you danced so well, come and have a rest, this king will give each of you a glass of fine wine!"

All the maikos said their blessings together, and then came forward like a swarm of bees to snatch wine and food. Zhu Xiuniang saw it in her eyes and was troubled in her heart. She turned her face and looked up the pavilion. Authentic: "Isn't that the words of Su Xueshi?"

Zhao Tun heard the words and looked, there was indeed a poem written on the wall of the pavilion, the ink marks were clearly legible, but it was the authentic inscription by Su Dongpo when he was the magistrate of Hangzhou, and it was the first Bodhisattva Man.

Zhao Tun stood up, raised his head and recited his words:

The autumn wind and the rain on the lake make you want to go but still stay.Today Man stays with you, tomorrow will worry about killing people.

The beautiful woman shed a thousand tears and sprinkled the water of the long river.There is no need to hold back the Shuang'e, and passers-by will cry more.

After he finished reciting, he turned to look at Zhu Xiuniang: "Why doesn't Xiuniang sing this poem to relieve my boredom?"

Zhu Xiuniang's face changed slightly when she heard the words, she hated Zhao Tun to death, how could she be allowed to sing for him in front of these kabuki dancers?He said: "My lord, this poem is too sad, there are so many unlucky things, let's sing something else!"

Zhao Tun didn't take it seriously: "Xiu Niang, how did you see it?"

Zhu Xiuniang said: "This poem is full of sorrow of parting, which can make a beautiful woman heartbroken and a hero short of breath!"

Zhao Tong asked, "Does Xiuniang know the origin of this word?"

Zhu Xiuniang said: "I only know Su Xueshi's characters, but I don't know what story these words describe?"

Zhao Tong shook his head and said, "This term is also related to that false Taoism... Confucianism."

Zhu Xiuniang heard the words and said angrily: "What is the relationship between Xueshi Su's words and Neo Confucianism!"

Zhao Tong laughed and said, "This word is about Chen Xiang, the former prefect of Hangzhou. This man is also a master of Neo-Confucianism. Doesn't Xiu Niang know about him?"

Zhu Xiuniang looked at Zhao Tun after hearing the words, frowning in silence.

Zhao Tong said haha: "Xiuniang knew from this king's way that the former prefect of Hangzhou, Chen Xiang, had a good relationship with the famous courtesan Yingchun. Unexpectedly, Chen Xiang was transferred by order. When parting, Yingchun gave him a farewell party at the Huxin Pavilion. The two love each other Lingering, reluctant to leave, Su Shi took over as the magistrate of Hangzhou, so he wrote this poem to remember the incident, I recited his poem, traveled here, touched the scene, Xiu Niang, I think you and I are the people in the poem!" , let out a long sigh, and shook his head again and again.

Zhu Xiuniang bit her lips and said, "Zhao...why did your lord say such a thing?"

Zhao Tun sighed again, and said: "Xiu Niang has been studying and studying for many years, and she hides in the embroidery building and boudoir, drawing and painting, drawing dragons and phoenixes, how can she know the world's major events!

"Huh?" Zhu Xiuniang sneered and said, "What is it that makes the prince so sad? He actually talked about the world!"

Zhao Tang stretched out his hand and pulled Zhu Xiuniang into his arms, but Zhu Xiuniang struggled a few times and did not let go, and couldn't help glaring at each other.

Zhao Tang said: "The Liao Kingdom is covetous, the Western Xia is frequently attacking the border, and there are bandits in various places making troubles. It is impossible to say that once I return to Tokyo, I will be sent to another place by the officials to separate from Xiuniang in a blink of an eye!"

Zhu Xiuniang said: "I heard that the Xixia Kingdom is now frequently fighting among themselves and spending too much. Where did it come from? Beiliao was attacked by Nvzhi and lost part of its land. The country is in chaos and has no time to take care of itself. Why are they so covetous? As for ordinary thieves This kind of thing... I'm afraid it won't be the turn of His Royal Highness King Qin to suppress it personally!"

After she finished speaking, she struggled again, but this time she left Zhao Tong and ran to sit on the opposite side, making it difficult for Zhao Tang to reach.

Zhao Tun was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then he frowned, clapped his hands and said, "I never thought that Xiu Niang has some knowledge, who told you these things?"

Where would Zhu Xiuniang answer his words, she just turned her head and looked at the West Lake in a daze, only to see a vast expanse of smoke and water, blue waves spraying snow, white sails dotted, green water connecting to the sky, and the Six Harmonies Pagoda on the riverside standing on top of the green bushes, connecting Between the mountains and rivers, the charm is natural and the scenery is beautiful.

But at the moment, her heart is full of pain and hatred, thinking that Zhao Tun will die in the next battle. Before that, she thought that Zhao Tun died in battle in Hangzhou, but she didn't expect to take Hangzhou easily.

She also thought about doing it herself, but usually there is no iron in the room, not even a pair of scissors, and there are people watching outside, and Zhao Tang never stays overnight, so she has no chance at all.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiuniang couldn't help turning her head to look at Zhao Tun, only to see Zhao Tun was looking at her, she hurriedly turned her face away, gritted her teeth, tried to calm down, and told her family that everything must be tolerated, that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, You can't let Zhao Tun see what she thinks in her heart.

Zhao Tang smiled, he didn't know what Zhu Xiuniang was thinking, she must hate him to death, wishing that he would die on the battlefield.

He raised the wine glass and let the maikos continue singing and dancing, and then drank, reciting poems from time to time, full of emotions.

After another half an hour, Zhao Tun felt exhausted, so he ordered people to go back to the house. A group of people boarded the boat again, played fine music, swayed the water waves, heard the warblers coming ashore from the willow waves, and rode their horses into the Qingbo Gate.

A few days later, the order in Hangzhou had been fully restored, and the major monasteries began to flourish again.

The upper, middle and lower Tianzhu temples in Hangzhou, the four major jungles in the West Lake, Shengyin Temple, Lingyin Temple, Jingci Temple, and Zhaoqing Temple are full of incense. Devotees rub their shoulders and rub their backs, and come to burn incense in early summer.

Zhu Xiuniang sent someone to find Zhao Tun, saying that she would also go out to offer incense and pray for the deceased relatives, Zhao Tun agreed without hesitation, then packed up the car, sedan chair and horse, and went out in a mighty way.

There are 18 Lingguan Halls along the west of Hangzhou Ancient Bridge to Xiaohe Mountain. , the ancient road is like pieces of colorful clouds falling to the ground.

Zhao Tun looked happy and said: "People say Hangzhou Tengyun rides the mist, a graceful girl with jade leaves and golden branches, I saw you today, it's really like that."

Zhu Xiuniang said in the sedan chair: "My lord, after burning the incense, take me to see the Qiantang River tide. I heard that when the tide comes, it is majestic, swallowing the universe, and a wonder in the world."

Zhao Tun smiled and said, "There is nothing you can do."

Zhu Xiuniang said again: "Standing on the Six Harmonies Pagoda on Yuelun Peak to watch the tide is the most spectacular."

According to Zhao Tong's approval, the group of people went to Yuelun Mountain after burning incense in Lingyin Temple.

There used to be Tianchi and temples on this Yuelun mountain, but it has become ruins at this time, leaving only a Liuhe pagoda, which was built by monk Wu Yue Zhijue.

The Pagoda of Six Harmonies is nine steps high, more than ten or twenty feet long, and each floor has corridors and rooms, alternated with light and dark, and can be climbed.

In the third year of Xuanhe, Yuelunshan suffered from war, and the pagoda and temple were damaged in different ways. The pagoda was rebuilt in the first year of Xuanhe, and the temple is still abandoned.

Zhao Tong took Zhu Xiuniang up the steps, and saw Buddha statues carved on all four walls of the pagoda. The most famous one is the statue of Wu Daozi Avalokitesvara Yousheng, with brick Buddhist scriptures carved from bottom to top.

The two climbed up to the top of the ninth level all the way, overlooking the Qiantang River, only to see the vastness of the mist, the sails of the ships are like white geese, looking down at the Qiantang River, it is under the sill, and the people on the other side are eager to fly, and a gust of water wind "hoo hoo" When it blows, the cold air is biting, and there are bursts of fishy and wet water vapor, and then a huge wave seems to be heading straight for the tower.

Zhu Xiuniang was almost blown down by the strong water wind, she let out a soft cry of surprise, Zhao Tang stretched out her hand to support her, Zhu Xiuniang stabilized her figure, without saying a word, turned around and slowly descended the steps.

The weather was fine that day, and the place was lively, so the group went to a restaurant next to the West Lake to eat and drink. After three visits, Zhao Tong stood up and looked out the window with his hands behind his back.

He closed his eyes slightly, opened them again for a moment, and then chanted:
Outside the mountain, the building outside the Qingshan building,
When will the West Lake singing and dancing stop?

The warm wind makes tourists drunk,
Straight to Hangzhou as Bianzhou.

Zhu Xiuniang next to her was stunned when she heard the words, she couldn't help but stare at him...

(End of this chapter)