The early spring of the first year of Ganfeng is a very high spring day. The rain has almost never stopped since March. It rains every now and then. The most recent one has been going on for seven days. As time comes, the heavy rain still shows no sign of stopping.

Yang Zhong's emotions have gone from excitement to disdain to disgust and then to his annoyance now. Speaking of excitement, he heard about the sinking of Tang's ship seven days ago. This is great news. He has always been afraid of Tang's naval commander. When the ship sinks, how big a storm can it cause even if the naval commander is powerful?

But then Yang Zhong heard the accurate news: The reason why Tang's ships sank was not because Tang was on his side, but on his side. The one who took action was the god killing Tuqi. It was Dan Tai Wengu who sent people to sneak into the Huangshui River in the dark night to sink these ships. Emperor Liang was very satisfied with this incident. For a moment, Dan Tai Wengu became popular. Seeing that the god killing Tuqi was proud, Yang Zhong felt uncomfortable.

In the following period, even the soldiers in Huazhou City began to praise the "great achievements" of the God-killing Cavalry. They praised these warriors for doing well, which greatly helped Huazhou. The brothers finally breathed a sigh of relief. Whenever they heard their subordinates talking about this, Yang Zhong felt disgust. He did not intend to stop his subordinates, but just warned himself in his heart that he would find an opportunity to win a city back in the future.

After a few more days, Yang Zhongyi told his subordinates to always pay attention to the situation in Bingzhou on the other side, and at the same time he never relaxed his vigilance. At this time, Yang Zhong felt a desire for battle in his heart. He was a soldier, and the value of a soldier was produced in battle. Only military merits could allow Emperor Liang to see his value. Moreover, Yang Zhong firmly believed that his combat effectiveness of Guangyuan Army was higher than that of the Shenkha Tuqi. With this idea, Yang Zhong began to sink the Shenkha Tuqi and began to show rebellious emotions in the Tang ship, but he really calmed down and thought that once the Tang navy came to attack the city, he might not be able to hold on.

This contradictory mentality made Yang Zhong almost crazy these days. He was jealous of Dan Tai Wengu and even more jealous of Yong Wuya. He even planned to order the entire army to build a floating bridge for the army to cross the river to fight after Tianqing.

"Damn it! Did it leak this day? It didn't stop raining for a moment!" Yang Zhong stood at the corner tower at the top of the city and began to shout loudly. Only such a shout could relieve his inner grief and anger. Thinking about the Guangyuan Army when his father was still there, how could he fall into this kind of field today? If he really died in battle, what would he have to see his father? The Yang family has been in charge of the Guangyuan Army for three generations. It must not be ruined in his own hands, absolutely not!

"Come, bring my fire gold!"

Yang Zhong ordered, and his subordinates immediately sent the long halberd full of red and yellow sand dots to Yang Zhong. Yang Zhong stroked the fire-spot golden halberd, and the familiar feeling of bloody battlefield returned to his heart.

"What happened to me? Since my father left, my mentality has begun to become unbalanced. The complexity of the struggle in the officialdom far exceeded my expectations. Who is the fault of the court to the present? I am a soldier and should have fought openly. Those smoky officialdoms should not have been involved in."

With the fire point gold by his side, Yang Zhong's impetuous heart finally calmed down, as if his father was by his side, and his earnest warnings always echoed in his ears. This is how people are. Once their mentality is adjusted, their perspectives and feelings about any problems will undergo a completely different change.

Yang Zhong looked at Bingzhou City on the other side through the heavy rain curtains. The rain was heavier than in the previous few days. The mist splashed on the Huangshui River began to spread between the two cities, making it difficult for each other to see each other.

In such weather, no one side would take action. Yang Zhong looked blankly for a long time and finally decided to leave the city and return to the mansion. The moment he turned around, he heard a sound. How could this sound be described? It was like a muffled thunder in the sky.

Thundering? It's not strange to thunder on such heavy rainy days. Yang Zhong looked up and looked around. Spring was a season of frequent thunderstorms. Yang Zhong took two steps and heard a muffled thunder again. No, there was no thunder in the sky. Yang Zhong began to stop and listen, and a few muffled thunder sounded, and it was even louder than the previous two sounds. And Yang Zhong judged that the thunder did not come from the sky, but... but from Bingzhou City!

Jiang Weizhen knelt on the avenue of the Six Ministry’s official office area. This is the only way for the six Ministry’s personnel to enter and exit the official office. Anyone will see him kneeling. Naturally, Jiang Weizhen did not hold an umbrella, and he let the heavy rain pour himself thoroughly. The rain flowed down his cheeks, and he did not wipe it. No matter how he wiped it, it would be useless.

These days are the days when the six officials of the Ministry of Justice work normally. People come and go on this avenue every day. Due to the heavy rains over the past few days, officials have chosen to stay in the official office, so as to avoid having to travel between home and the official office in the heavy rain. Jiang Weizhen started kneeling on this avenue today. At first, only a few people saw it. Gradually, more officials heard about this and came out of the official office to watch the fun.

Why did Jiang Weizhen kneel on the road of the government office? The reason for this has to start five days ago. Since he went to Huazhou, he hurried back to the capital. As soon as he returned to Beijing, he immediately wrote a letter to bluntly tell the possible impact of heavy rain on Huangshui, Huazhou and Bingzhou. Jiang Weizhen spent one night to finish this letter carefully. He hoped that the letter could finally arrive in Tianting through the Shangshu Province.

With a nervous and excited mood, Jiang Weizhen waited at home for a day without receiving any response. He realized that the book was probably intercepted, so he immediately picked up his pen and wrote the second book. This time he was talking about those things, but the words became sharper, and it could even be said to be a bit alarmist. His purpose was to arouse the alertness of the Shangshu and even the prime minister, and then submit the book to Emperor Liang.

Unfortunately, Jiang Weizhen still miscalculated. After waiting for another day, he still did not receive any reply. Jiang Weizhen couldn't wait any longer. The heavy rain had been falling for five days, and if this continued, everything would be irreversible. So he decided to go to the Shangshu Province to meet in person.

Whether it is the prime minister or the six ministers, he was not a small ministry commander who could see him casually. He was rejected several times of request for a visit. The reason was very simple: the ministers were not in the official office, and as for where the ministers went, he did not explain it again. Jiang Weizhen was never a person who gave up easily. He immediately went to the prime minister's mansion and waited at the gate for a whole half day but couldn't see the prime minister. The old man's reply was also: The prime minister was not in the mansion.

When he returned home, Jiang Weizhen didn't close his eyes all night. He thought over and over again, trying to find a way to see the person he wanted to meet. On the last morning, he finally came up with an idea, which was to kneel on the avenue of the six officials to completely make the matter a big deal.

Jiang Weizhen also has another good quality, which is that once he decides, he will do it immediately, and never drag it out and look forward to it. Jiang Weizhen came to the official office with an umbrella. The six ministries’ official office area is close to the imperial city, and a straight road extends to the Tongtian Gate of the imperial city. This is the only way for officials of the six ministries to enter the imperial city and the area where officials of the six ministries work.

"Do you really want to do this?" Chen Ming asked.

"I am a little slight person. If I don't come up with such a decisive solution, I will never have the chance to meet the prime minister, let alone the emperor. For the sake of the big rapport, I will give up on everything!"

Jiang Weizhen threw the umbrella away and knelt on the road with a thud. His eyes kept looking at the imperial city in Tongtian Gate. He said lightly: "Master Chen, you should go back early. This matter still needs to be done by myself, and you cannot be involved."

"I really can't help you here. If you have anything else to say, I will do my best."

"Master Chen" Jiang Weizhen was extremely grateful in his heart, but he still did not look back. "That night there should be people who master Chen knew whom Master Chen should be. Please ask Master Chen to find that person."

Chen Ming's face did not change, but he was already surprised. He did meet Huo Qing that night, but he did not tell Jiang Weizhen about this. Jiang Weizhen said it now and it means that he had already seen that night. How did he do it?
Chapter completed!