The old monk then took off his cassock and exposed half of his strong arms. It was hard to believe that this old man, who was nearly 70 years old, then he swung his arm, smashed the jar with an iron hammer, and scattered gold and silver all over the ground. Then he shouted: "This is given to everyone by Li Shigu, the governor of Pinglu Army. Now drink a cup of wine and get a ingot of gold!"

The mountain sheds in Yique and Luhun counties all cheered in unison, and then roasted meat and drank wine and took gold and silver. Isn't it a pleasure to do it?

The old monk said, "The Jiedushi Li Shigu gave me tens of millions of dollars and vowed to build a large Foguang Temple here. Everyone helped me well on weekdays. The two generals, Er Jiazhen and Mencha, who were left in the backyard of Pinglu Jun of the Dongdu, saw this money, and today they would have a share of the money.

That night, next to the farm canal where the defensive soldiers camped, there were rows of fallen trees, covered with fungi and weeds, but no one moved them away. It was rumored that these trees were all in the Emperor's Forbidden Garden in the East Capital. When Feng Changqing retreated during the Anshi Rebellion, he crossed the valley water from the Shendu Garden and went west, and cut down all of these trees as fortifications to resist the rebels.

As the birds chirped, they looked like a mountain shed wearing a straw hat, a straw raincoat and animal skin. They walked along the path, then stood in front of a defensive military house and asked the hostess for water to drink.

The clouds in the evening float between the forest gardens and temples, like fire.

Because Luoyang to Shaanxi and Guo, Deng Xiang were all mountains, so many local people did not engage in agriculture, specialized in hunting, and formed mountain sheds. Defensive soldiers and their families were commonplace. The hostess was not afraid when they saw these people, so she opened the door and asked them to go to their well to draw water to drink.

"Is the master at home?" The head-in-chief raised the gourd ladle and drank it, then asked casually.

The woman said that the Caizhou soldiers had all attacked the Xuzhou Changshe, and the court sent the prime minister to take charge, so our Henan Yin led most of the defensive soldiers to Yique and stationed there, and my husband was in the list of points.

Then the woman asked curiously, aren’t you mountain sheds in Yique and Luhun counties? At this time, you shouldn’t go to the monk Yuanjing of Foguang Temple where can you drink and eat meat? How could you have the leisure to come to hunt near Shenduyuan?

The more than ten mountain sheds looked at each other, then bowed and said: The shed we are waiting for must rely on the other side of Mianchi, so we don’t recognize Yuanjing.

"I dare to come to Luhun to hunt in the mountain shed in Mianchi. If they knew it, they would never let it go!" The woman was shocked and warned the people.

There are strict boundaries between the mountain sheds and the mountain sheds around the hunting mountain tops. If anyone dares to cross the line, he will inevitably accept blood punishment.

So the mountain sheds hurriedly accused them of guilt and said that we would leave immediately. After that, the head took out a bunch of money from his arms, about a hundred ounces, and gave the woman a bunch of tea cakes and a portion of salt, saying that you should not make a statement, otherwise the mountain shed in Luhun County would notice us and would fight each other, and there would be some casualties.

The woman was greedy for money and took it down, and then the mountain sheds went west and soon disappeared into the dense forest outside the wild.

But in fact, they did not leave. Instead, they used the night to hide in Feishan in Shenduyuan. After igniting the fire sickle, the head took out a bamboo shawl and pulled out a roll of silk cloth. After unfolding it, it was the picture of Gongyuanfang Street in Dongdu. He pointed his finger at the Mingjiaofang next to Dingding Gate, "This is the house where Zhao Jing is."

Then his fingers slid from south to north through two crossing streets, "This is Xuanxianfang where the Henan Prefecture Government is located."

Finally, he pointed to a yard where Yishui and Changxiamen were connected, "This is where Pinglu Junliu's backyard is located, Xingjiaofang."

More than ten people around him nodded and understood all the plans.

On the drawings, Mingjiaofang, Xuanhuanfang and Xingjiaofang form an irregular triangle, mixed with Dingding Gate and Changxia Gate, which also flows horizontally and vertically through Tongji Canal and Yishui.

At the fourth update of the morning, Zhao Jing woke up on time. He was about to set off and go to Xuanzhangfang where the camp was located to take care of the matter. Li Wanrong in Bianzhou was a difficult character. He kept submitting letters to himself, saying that as long as the Yongping Army was rebuilt, his troops would definitely help the court and suppress the rebellion of Wu Shaocheng in Huaixi.

To be honest, although Zhao Jing has led many prescription towns, the combat power of each army is uneven, especially Dong Jin from Shandong Province, who is a waste in marching and fighting. In order to form combat power, he will need some time to adjust and integrate various troops, but Huaixi's offensive is aggressive: At this time, Li Wanrong can really lead Xuanwu army to join the official army's camp, which will be of great benefit to him, at least he can stabilize the current front.

In Xuanzaifang, horses neighed, and Zhao Jing's followers raised all the torches. At this time, the stars in Luoyang City had faded, and the morning light was slowly moving here from the Yellow River and the mountains to the north.

After the arrangement was made, Zhao Jing rode on the horse and walked out of the square old house of Song Jing. He walked along the northeast direction and walked on the street. The destination was naturally Xuanxianfang, where the Henan Prefecture Government was located.

Zhao Jing was still thinking about how to deal with the situation of the war. After all, the Daming Palace, the Xuanwu Army of the Bian Song Dynasty, the shogunate led by him, and the Huaixi of the rebels, all kinds of entanglements are now entangled, and it is extremely painful to make him peel off the cocoon in it.

When I walked to the southeast corner of Zhengpingfang unknowingly, a cold wind gushed from the north.

Zhao Jing's horse couldn't help but all his hair stood up, and with a whine, the horse's hooves kept retreating.

Zhao Jing instinctively covered his face with his sleeves. When the wind passed, under the pomegranate tree beside the wall, he stood there at some point, leaning against two people, both wearing straw hats and thick straw raincoats. One stood with his waist, while the other half-kneeled, not knowing what was holding in his hands, facing him.

"Who?" Zhao Jing's servant shouted decisively.

Before they could finish their words, a fierce spark suddenly emerged from the two men's straw raincoats, illuminating several feet around.

At that moment, Zhao Jing reacted and shouted: "Do not, it's a musket..."

After the loud noise, the leaves on the pomegranate tree were shaken up. Zhao Jing felt that his chest and left rib were as if he was hit hard by a hammer. The powerful force easily pushed him back, accompanied by the sound of bone shattering.

At this moment, many ghostly black shadows appeared on the tree canopy and walls on both sides of the street, and then the white and bright blades were pulled out and they jumped down together.

In the morning, in Yique County, where the Eastern Capital Defense Army is located, its government office is the place where Du Ya commands the military camp. Because Du Ya and Zhao Jing have always been at odds, the two were separated: Du Ya and the defensive army went out to Yique in the name of defending Huaixi, while Zhao Jing went to and handle camp affairs between Xuanzaifang and Mingjiaofang.

Du Ya just finished her meal, so she could sit in the yamen in the public office.

At this moment, several soldiers joined the army, Zuo Shi rushed over in a panic, and the news he told almost made Du Ya fall from the seat:

"Zhongshu Shishu Zhao Jing was assassinated at the street outside Zhengpingfang!"

"Zhao Zhonglang's life is like..."

"First hit a bullet, penetrated the back, and fell to death. Then the thief dragged the horse away, chopped off his head, and threw it into the Yishui River canal two yards eastward."
Chapter completed!