Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 88 The Bell of Shanglin Temple (2)

On the third day of Song Han's rescue, that is, on September 3, Wei Cundong issued an order.

"Looking at the Song clan of Chengdu Prefecture, the Song clan colluded with treason, there were many crimes, and there was no intention of remorse. He was particularly resentful and conspired to kill the officials... and the crime of killing the clan was not a bloodthirsty person. Apart from these 71 people, those who had been with the Song clan, would be forgiven if they were disconnected from the Song party and claimed the evil deeds of the fugitive Song Han. Otherwise, they would be implicated by the Song clan, and would be beheaded and abandoned."

Then he issued an order to everyone: "Whoever reports the whereabouts of the fugitive Song Han will be rewarded with a thousand gold medals and will be given an official position."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, all the arrested Song family members and shopkeepers in the vegetable market, except Song Han, were beheaded in public, their bodies were thrown on the scattered post and their heads were hung high in the square.

A Taoist temple in Chengdu

The area is large, with green pines and green bamboos around it, very quiet. A temple is located in it, with all the sandalwood furniture inside, with bright windows and clean windows, spotlessly clean, and a picture of the immortals hanging in the middle.

A Taoist boy poured tea for Cheng He and respectfully stepped out.

Cheng He was drinking tea and looking at the secret report sent back from his eyeliner, he secretly sighed that Wei Cundong was cruel and indeed a general of the vassal state. It was really a straightforward way to kill people.

He smiled, tore the secret report on his hand to pieces, threw it into the brazier beside him, and gradually burned it to ashes.

After surging Chengdu for hundreds of years, the Song clan, which has experienced ups and downs, has been called one of the major tribes in Shu, was seriously injured in vitality and almost one-third of them were killed.

When the ruler no longer cares about his face and tear his face, the so-called aristocratic family is nothing more than a chess piece in the hands of the ruler and lets him hold it.

Cheng He is an outsider, so naturally there is not much danger. Knowing these things makes him feel a little more afraid of these real people in power.

The master admired the rescue of the Song family this time and had already issued an encouragement order.

"Senior Brother, our people have already connected with Wenyang Mansion again." Footsteps came from outside, and while speaking, the junior brother had already stepped in.

Cheng He paused, nodded, and asked, "What do they say?"

"A special person has been sent here. When the person arrives, he will contact us." The junior brother replied.

Cheng He smiled: "They are worried about us, afraid it's a trap... But if they weren't so cautious, they would be worried. It's us."

"Senior brother, is the situation of the Song family leader okay?" The junior brother was very concerned about this matter: "The Song family was slaughtered. He has learned about this, right? Will something happen?"

"This person is a great man. Although he was sad, he understood the situation very well and did not do anything wrong. No wonder he was able to take the Song family in Chengdu for so many years. If Wei Cundong had not accidentally tear his face and attacked the Song family, the Song family might not have been defeated so tragically."

Just a sigh, Cheng He didn't care much. "Two days ago, I sent someone to see him. The cellar was full of everything and it was very hidden inside. Wei Cundong's people couldn't find out where to go. But if they left the city, they still had some difficulties in the past few days. They could only wait for news from Wenyang Mansion to discuss it."

Wei Cundong had a deep sense of unfairness about Song Han being rescued. However, after searching for half a month, there was no news. No organization could search for this for a long time, so he had to relax.

And at this time, something big and small happened in the Wei Mansion.

Although he was suppressed, there was still a rumor that Wei Cundong's new concubine died suddenly, which made Wei Cundong furious and investigate who dared to fight for favor and kill people in the mansion.

This situation is very favorable.

After searching for half a month, I haven't found anyone, and the city is no longer as nervous as it was at the beginning.

At the city gate, the search and restrictions on caravans and pedestrians have also been greatly alleviated. It is impossible for a fugitive to destroy the normal order and trade of Chengdu Prefecture.

On September 15th, the weather turned to a refreshing moment, and there were more and more pedestrians on the streets.

An ordinary caravan passed by the street leading to the city gate in the south city.

Seventeen or eighteen carriages were filled with goods and dozens of people were guarding them. It seemed that they were not a weak caravan.

The caravan arrived at the gate of Nancheng and was stopped by soldiers.

"Which caravan are you? Show the documents and receive inspection." The city gate official said to the caravan leader.

The leader was a middle-aged man, a sleek man, and he hurriedly stuffed some broken silver. He said at the same time: "Official, we are a caravan in Qingyang. We deliver goods to workshops in other counties. We are all duty merchants. We have been in contact for more than ten years. How could we commit crimes? If you don't believe it, you can check it out and see that the car is full of goods."

"You guys, go and take a look." Although I received the money, I just didn't make too much trouble. I still have to do the inspection that should be done.

The little official said to the few people, and some soldiers walked over and checked the carriage.

"The fire is long, it's all goods, and no one is found to be hidden."

"Well, it seems that you are really a businessman. Okay, let's go." After weighing the money in your hand, the little official waved his hand at the leader of the caravan.

The caravan slowly walked out of the south city until one mile from the city gate. Fang Fang, the middle-aged man in the team, breathed a long sigh and said instructed: "It doesn't matter here anymore, speed up."

"No." The sound of wheels and horse hooves sounded, and the voices fell silent.

After walking about thirty miles, a slope appeared in front of me, and no grass grew on the slope, and it was bare.

Seeing that, the middle-aged man in the team leader lit up and said instructed: "Suspend for a while, and then repair it on the spot."

Some people wondered why they had to rest here, but they just used money to do things, so they naturally didn't dare to say much, so the caravan stopped here.

After the middle-aged leader turned over from his horse, he waved to a few people and walked towards the secluded place.

"Master Song, I have offended you all along the way, so please forgive me." These people were all businessmen and bodyguards. The middle-aged man in the team leader said respectfully to one of them.

The man had a beard and looked strong. He looked like an old businessman, but when he opened his mouth, he was a little exposed.

The sound is magnetic, hoarse, and elegant and capable. It is not like this at this time, but it seems to have been disguised.

"Thanks to you this time, I was able to save my life. I should thank you for not offending you," during this period, Song Han was very grateful to those who saved his life. If it weren't for their help, he would have died long ago.

The caravan leader bowed and said, "I just did my best, and my master is sorry for not being able to rescue the others..."

When talking about those killed tribe members, a hint of sadness appeared on Song Han's face.

"It was the trouble that my Song family caused. Thanks to your master's rescue, it was Song Han's luck, and the others... Alas, maybe it's the fate that deserves it."

After sighing, a trace of murderous intent appeared in Song Han's eyes: "But the Song family will not bleed in vain."

Speaking of this, I just stopped talking.

"Mr. Song doesn't have to be sad. As long as there is someone there, you won't be afraid of not having a chance. Moreover, the master has already put on his own and outside Chengdu Mansion. If you need help in the future, please contact us. If your master has explained, he will definitely help the Song family with all his strength."

"Thank you." Song Han had a good impression of these Taoists and their sects.

Even though you know that the other party will help you, you will definitely have a goal, but compared with the grace of saving your life, these are no longer important.

At this time, there was a sound of horse hooves, from far to near.

The middle-aged man beside Song Han stared into the distance for a moment and whispered: "Master Song, this seems to be the people from Wenyang Mansion to pick you up. You are ready. After you confirm their identities, you and I will be separated here. They will continue to escort you to Wenyang Mansion."

He heard a soft reminder in his ears. Song Han looked at the road and saw a gust of dust flying, and after a dozen riders galloped in front of him. These dozen riders were a group of people wearing ordinary guards.

At this time, the horse was stopped, and the eyes of the group of people slipped around the caravan for a few times.

The leader urged him to take a few steps forward and asked, "Is the caravan in Qingyangju in front?"

The middle-aged man around Song Han continued, "Yes, we are the caravans in Qingyangju. May I ask you guys..."

The other party leader replied immediately: "We are Zuixianlou. I heard from our boss that there is a kind of goods here, and we are here."

"That's right, it's a top-notch live fish, it tastes delicious. What else did your boss say?" The middle-aged man next to Song Han continued to ask.

"Our boss also said that you don't need to escort the fish anymore, just hand it over to us." The other party replied.

"Master Song, the code has been confirmed, and they are the Wenyang Mansion guards who came to pick you up. You will be safe if you leave with them." Hearing the other party's answer, the middle-aged man whispered to Song Han.

"I will never thank you for your kindness. Please tell your master. I will never forget this." Song Han bowed to the other party, and he also whispered.

Then, the middle-aged man took a brocade box from a carriage and handed it to Song Han, saying, "You will escort this item and rush to Zuixianlou with them."

"No." Song Han pretended to follow the orders, took a horse in advance, took it and turned it over to the horse, bowed to the middle-aged man again, and followed the other party away.

After walking for a while, Song Han said, "Please wait a moment."

The black-clothed guard immediately stopped, the leader glanced at him, and asked, "Mr. Song, what are your instructions?"

"Are you sent by my son-in-law?"

"Yes, I am He Yi, the Black Guard Camp, leading the Black Guard to follow the old man. Now this is only a small part of the people. If you go out for a while, we will gather."

"Although these three counties have many levels, it is too easy for someone to lead the way through the gap. It's the least. With my team of elite cavalry, I can just pass the test. Please rest assured, please don't worry," He Yi thought Song Han was a little worried, so he said immediately.

"With the help of Captain He, please take a look at this Chengdu prefecture." Song Han knew that he had a misunderstanding, but he didn't care and said.

At that moment, Douma faced the direction of Chengdu Prefecture, with deep eyes. After a moment, tears came.

Wipe old tears, took a long arrow, and used both hands to force it, and the long arrow in his hand cracked and broke it into two pieces.

"Wei Cundong, if you kill my tribe, I will destroy your tribe. If you don't take this revenge, I swear to be like this." Then, he threw the long arrows folded into two pieces on the ground, turned around and urged the horse to go.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next