Yi Song

Chapter 38: Waiting for the imperial edict to learn martial arts, the gangsters can’t stop him

The Hanlin Academy is outside the Xihua Gate of the Imperial City, but the Painting Academy of the Hanlin Academy is between the Imperial Academy and the Gongyuan of the Ministry of Rites.

It is lined with green trees, with Cai River to the north, and Yujin Garden to the south beyond Nanxun Gate. The environment is quiet and suitable for painters to carry out "artistic creation".

This morning, a group of people broke in aggressively, like a group of rats breaking into the study. A servant dared to step forward and ask a few questions, but was knocked to the ground by two punches.

The noise startled the painters in the painting academy. They all stuck their heads out from the doorways and windows of each room to look at this group of guys who came with bad intentions.

Everyone acted wisely and kept silent.

In the Painting Hall to the west of the painting academy, Zhang Zeduan was arguing with four colleagues.

"The "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" can no longer be drawn. This is tantamount to putting all the mountains, rivers, topography, and key passes in the Song Dynasty on the surface. If it is carefully crafted by the Hexi family and the Northern Liao Dynasty, or someone with evil intentions takes it, It’s a disaster for the country and the people!”

"Zhengdao, you are a bit alarmist." The other four people disagreed.

"Yes, let's take a step back and say, this matter was handled by Mr. Yuan Miao, approved by the officials, and supervised by the Grand Master. Even if the sky falls and someone taller is holding it up, what does it have to do with me?"

Zhang Zeduan glared angrily, "What the hell are you talking about! We are eating the salary from the imperial court, but we are watching the Song Dynasty's military intelligence secrets being taken away by the enemy? Then we followed the map to harass and kill our soldiers and civilians in Bianzhou. ?”

Forced by his momentum, the other four people did not dare to speak, but the resentment in their hearts only increased.

It’s really like a dog meddling in other people’s business, looking for trouble when nothing happens!
  "It's the right way," an older man said in a pretentious manner, "what you said makes some sense. Let's think of a way to avoid missing the mission above and prevent military secrets from being leaked."

"What way?"

"Everyone thinks about it. One person can think about the shortcomings, and two people can think about the advantages. If we think about it together, we will always come up with a solution."

"What the old man said is absolutely true. I first came up with an idea to attract others. We locked all the mountain and river topographic maps presented by the various states in the cabinet, and then ordered people to take turns to guard them day and night to keep them from being approached by others. "

Others clapped their hands and said, "Wonderful, good! What Qu Zhang said is wonderful and is a mature strategy."

Zhang Zeduan chuckled: "Haha, it's not like everyone doesn't know about the customs of our court. Whether it's discussing politics in front of the emperor or discussing matters in the political hall, it takes less than half an hour to spread the word.

Whether it was a military order from the Privy Council or a letter from Zhongshu Sheng, before leaving Bianjing City, the people who wrote the imperial edict were talking loudly in the restaurant, thinking that they would be enough to talk about.

Not to mention the Hanlin Painting Academy, Zhongshu Province, Shangshu Province and Kaifeng Mansion all had thieves breaking in and stealing property. It was like a no-man's land. "

Zhang Zeduan's words caused dissatisfaction among his colleagues.

"Brother Zhengdao, this won't work, that won't work either, so what are you going to do?"

"Brother Zhengdao, you are going too far. Although our Painting Academy is not a secret pavilion or a political affairs hall, it is still a department of the Hanlin Academy. It is a vital place in the court. How dare Xiaoxiao to enter indiscriminately."

Before he finished speaking, someone shouted outside: "Zhang Zeduan, Qiongcuoda, come out quickly!"

"Come out quickly, or I'll break your legs if you're too late!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't keep grandpa waiting!"

Hearing the shouts and shouts outside, the expressions of the four waiters changed drastically, and they asked tremblingly: "Brother Zhengdao, where did you cause trouble and come back?"

Zhang Zeduan turned around and asked with a smile: "Old Master Qin, just now you said that our Painting Academy is also a department of the Hanlin Academy, a key place in the court. How dare Xiaoxiao break in. Now a group of rogues who don't know where they came from have barged in here. Deep in the courtyard.

If it were someone with evil intentions, could the gallery of the art academy stop them? "

Old Master Qin and the other four people waiting for orders turned pale, "Zhengdao, let's not talk about this for now. Go call someone quickly and send away these rogues outside."

Zhang Zeduan glanced around the room, walked to the corner, and picked up a square log, five feet long and two inches square. I don't know if it is used to hold up the door or as a horizontal latch for the wooden cabinet.

The door opened with a bang, and Zhang Zeduan walked out carrying Fang Mu.

"Where did the birds come from? Why are they screaming here! Do you know where this is?"

"No matter where you are! There is nothing in Bianjing that our Wuyou Gang dare not go to."

"How brave. Kaifeng Mansion is not far away. Beyond it is Zhongshu Province and Shangshu Province. The Imperial City is also over there. A few heroes are brave enough to go there and take a look."

"You are a poor man with a sharp mouth and sharp teeth. I will smash your teeth!"

A man wearing a robe and a knitted headdress pushed aside the noisy Wuyou gang, and Shi Shiran came out.

"I, Chen Qifa, the leader of Guangji Hall of Wuyou Gang and temporary photography assistant, came to the painting academy today and would like to invite Mr. Zhang to be a guest of Wuyou Gang."

"I am your mother's guest! Do you know where this place is? The Hanlin Academy is a place for the country to reserve talents and prepare officials for consultation. It is extremely noble, but you guys broke in. Where is the national law? Where is Tsunaki!"

Zhang Zeduan's righteous words aroused applause from the crowd of spectators.

Chen Qifa didn't take it seriously. They were a poor and powerful group, and all their abilities depended on this mouth. "Zhang Zeduan, if you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink a fine wine. Brothers, kidnap this guy away!"

Zhang Zeduan tied up his clothes and belt and shouted: "Straight bitches, look at grandpa's stick!"

The square piece of wood in his hand danced like a windmill, heading towards Chen Qifa and others.

Zhang Zeduan doesn't have any serious stick skills. His main skill is to hit wherever it's easy to hit, and hit wherever it hurts. It's completely a crazy dog-beating stick technique that he has learned through more than ten years of traveling all over the country.

Chen Qifa and others were caught off guard.

They originally thought that a poor painter would be able to catch him.

No matter what the Picture Academy was, there was still the Hanlin Academy in front of it. Although he said he was disdainful, he was still afraid in his heart. He did not dare to bring any weapons or weapons in, not even a stick.

Zhang Zeduan beat them all over their heads and faces with the stick, causing them to panic.

It seems to be unorganized, but it is actually quite mysterious. There were nine people in Chen Qifa's group. He was hit with a stick on the shoulder, and you were hit with a stick on the leg. This person was stabbed with a stick, and the other's right arm was broken off.

The rain and dew were all wet, and everyone was injured, losing their combat effectiveness but not fatally.

The worst thing happened to Chen Qifai: his right arm was broken off, his mouth was stabbed with a stick, and it was full of blood. He lost three or four teeth. His left and right legs were bruised and swollen with pain after taking countless sticks.

Straight bitch!
  Is this the Hanlin Painting Academy? When did it become a place for Gongma disciples?

Not wanting to take any immediate losses, Chen Qifa turned around and ran away, followed by his men.

There was a jaw-dropping scene in the Hanlin Drawing Academy. Nine rogues were running around in front of them, while Zhang Zeduan, who was awaiting an edict from the Drawing Academy, was driving them behind with a stick.

Anyone who falls behind will be given a stick without mercy. The beatings made Chen Qifa and others hate their parents for giving birth to a pair of legs.

Like a wolf chasing a flock of sheep, they drove from the front of the Painting Hall, past the Qianxiantang and the Liubo Hall, all the way to the gate of the Painting Academy.

Chen Qifa and the nine others rushed out of the door in a panic, supported each other, and stumbled away from the street.

Zhang Zeduan stood at the door of the Drawing Academy, holding a square piece of wood in his hands, giving them a hard slap on the ground, and yelling at their backs: "You hozen with a bird, dare to come to the Drawing Academy again, grandpa will recognize you, but the stick in your hand will not recognize you." ! I must break your dog legs!"

"it is good!"

The onlookers looked at the majestic Zhang Zeduan and knew that the one who was beaten away was the hated Wuyou gang thug, so they couldn't help but shout loudly!

Zhang Zeduan cupped his fists and raised his hands to everyone. Just as he was about to turn around, a group of people came over and the leader said, "Are you Mr. Zhang Zhengdao from the Hanlin Academy of Painting?"

Zhang Zeduan turned around and saw that it was a famous military patrol leading a group of soldiers. He nodded and replied, "Exactly."

"Mr. Zhang, there is a case that I would like you to go back and ask about."

"Case, what case?"

"We'll find out when you get there, sir." The military patrol envoy was majestic, but had a humble smile on his face.

Baihu Bridge is at the intersection of the North Wing and the West Wing of the outer city, between the Wuzhang River and the Jinshui River. There is a group of civilian houses here. Since it is not far from many military camps in the North Wing, it has become a place where military family members live.

In the North Third Alley of Baihu Bridge, a military attaché wore a wide robe and a narrow shirt, wearing a wide robe and a single sword. He was walking in the alley, saying hello to the neighbors from time to time.

"Fu Qilang, are you back on duty?"

"Yes."

"Brother Xun said you were transferred?"

"Well, I'll be transferred to the south compartment to serve as a patrol officer."

"Promoted! Congratulations, congratulations."

"Haha, you're welcome. That's all."

As he spoke, Fu Qilang came to his yard and opened the door. He couldn't help but frown when he didn't see his children playing in the yard. When I took a sniff, I couldn't smell the smell of Hun's family cooking over a fire.

He closed the courtyard door with his backhand, quietly pulled out the single sword from his waist, and stood against the wall at the door.

"Fu Qilang, come in, I have something to ask you."

There was a sudden sound in the room, which shocked Fu Qilang's expression.

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