The army was defeated like a mountain. Seeing that King Cheng was killed, the 2,000-horse army who was resisting on the periphery lost their minds and turned around to retreat. Shenji Battalion fired a volley of artillery and smashed their formation to pieces. , these more than 2,000 people were smashed to the ground, and most of them were wiped out.
"General, King Cheng has been sent to the palace." Lin Wanrong sat in a wheelchair and stood on a high post, staring at the gunpowder smoke in the distance in a daze. Xu Zhen saw that he was in a bad mood, and the voice of the report suddenly dropped a lot .
Take them to the palace, where there will be another fight, Lin Wanrong hummed, his expression was exhausted, even Xu Zhen was startled.
"Has the rest of the party been wiped out
Xu Zhen cautiously said: "Sixty percent were wiped out, and another forty percent were captured alive. Among the sixty percent that were wiped out, there were two hundred Japanese. The most tenacious resistance encountered by the army was also done by these Japanese."
With the participation of Japanese people, it was not as expected by Lin Wanrong. The dead soldiers trained by King Cheng could see some shadows of Japanese people. He was not surprised, but nodded lightly.
The battle was over, there was nothing important in the south of the city, and Xu Zhen was instructed to clean up the battlefield carefully, and Lin Wanrong returned to the city in a sedan chair.
"Xianggong, what's the matter with you? Rong didn't speak all the way, and his palms were a little cold. Qin Xian'er felt that something was wrong with him. Ever since he captured King Cheng, Xianggong's expression has changed, and his words have decreased a lot. This is not how he is usually cheerful. ground style.
Lin Wanrong sighed leisurely, with an extremely solemn expression: "Xian'er, if there is a day, between me and your father, you can only choose one, who will you choose?"
How did he ask such a question? Qin Xian'er was shocked, and tears fell down: "Master, why did you ask such a question, my heart. Don't you know? Did your father do something?" I'm sorry about your business? I'll go find him—"
She was impatient, and she was about to run out of the sedan chair when she got up. Lin Wanrong was moved, and hurriedly held her back, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, I know that you are kind to me! It's just that things in this world are too complicated. In many cases, it cannot be simply measured by right and wrong.”
He smiled and talked, but the tiredness and depression in the corners of his eyes were clearly visible. Compared with the depression when he was injured on Weishan Lake last time, it was even worse.
"Xianggong." Qin Xian'er murmured with tears, "I don't understand what you are talking about. But Xian'er likes to listen to you."
"That's right." Lin Wanrong wiped away the tears from her eyes, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Do you still remember when we were in Hangzhou? You took me to your mother's former residence, I promised you the place. We will build a big house by the West Lake in the future I let you listen to the wind chimes every day, do you remember?!"
Qin Xian'er nodded happily: "Master, do you remember these?"
"Of course, that is also my dream." Lin Wanrong nodded and smiled: "When I come back from the north, I will take you back to Weishan Lake and Jinling, and build a house by the West Lake. Happy Immortal, let all these plots, killings and felling go to hell!"
Qin Xian'er hummed in surprise. Tears rolled down her cheeks: "Master, I know. You want to leave the capital. You are tired. Are you going to stay with you forever?"
Lin Wanrong laughed loudly. Miss Qin held his hand tightly and snuggled into his arms gently.
When the sedan chair arrived at Prince Cheng's mansion, Gao Chief had already been waiting there happily, standing beside him, and Chen Yushi with a pale face.
"Congratulations, Master Lin. Congratulations to Master Lin, I heard that the traitor has been caught, and the remaining party has been completely wiped out. Your Excellency has done a great job for me, Dahua." Gao Chief winked and smiled.
Gao Chief is a rough man with a simple mind. He only thinks about meritorious service and awards. How can he understand Master Lin's state of mind at this time. But simplicity is not necessarily a blessing. Lin Wanrong is a little envious of Lao Gao's rough lines. He smiled and glanced at Chen Biqing : "Master Chen, what's wrong with you!"
"Lord Lin—" Chen Biqing bowed deeply. His lips twitched a few times, but he couldn't speak.
Lin Wanrong looked at Gao Chief, and Lao Gao smiled proudly: "Brother, you have made great achievements today. My old Gao has received your favor, and I have also made some small achievements. Come with me, and I will take you to see it!" "
Lin Wanrong couldn't bear to spoil his mood when he saw Gao Chief's beaming expression, and followed him through the front yard and alleys to the backyard of the palace. The scene in front of him was shocking, the edge of the lake had already collapsed, revealing a dark hole , about five or six feet above the ground, countless soldiers were digging the soil with picks and shovels in their hands.
Carefully moving Lin Wanrong into the pit, Gao Chief stood in front of him holding a torch, and raised his hand excitedly: "Brother, look—"
In front of me was a piece of subsided soil. After digging out the soil, I saw a passageway paved with gold bricks, shining golden light in the sky. Lin Wanrong sighed: "So it is really an underground dragon palace!"
"Brother Lin, you are really exhaustive." Gao Chief gave his thumbs up in admiration. Pushing him, he walked along the golden brick road. The more he walked, the more frightened he was. , unfathomably deep, the floor is paved with gold bricks, and the wall is made of jasper. An emerald glass cup is placed three steps away, and a radiant oriental pearl is placed five steps away. Its luxury is astonishing.
"This is the Qianqing Palace, this is the Manjusri Pavilion, this is the Yi Nian Palace, this is the Imperial Study Room, oh, and the Compassion Palace—" Gao Chief followed his directions and came together for him. This underground castle is A reduced palace.
"This is the Golden Palace, look—" Gao Chief stopped in his tracks and said softly.
A dragon chair with a width of more than ten feet is placed in the center, made of pure gold and shining brilliantly. On the chair are carved countless vivid golden dragons with different expressions, swallowing clouds and blowing mist. The body is magnificent. Behind the dragon chair is a delicately carved Finely carved jadeite screen. Inlaid with countless gold beads in the middle, it is graceful and luxurious. From the dragon chair, there is a three-step golden ladder, and on both sides are the places where the officials kowtow. In the center of the hall are eighteen egg-sized night pearls, which are magnificent. The brilliance reflected Xian'er's delicate cheeks.
It seems that my method of framing has really not wronged King Cheng. Lin Wanrong smiled wryly, the magnificent underground palace in front of him did not know how much money was spent, Dahua fought the barbarians for ten years, and the military expenditure was only so much.
What a pain! How long can it last to sleep in this golden palace every day
Although Gao Chief has come in several times, looking at the situation in front of him, he still can't help sighing: "Brother, I, Lao Gao, have lived my whole life. Today I finally opened my eyes." Chen Biqing said: "Chen Yushi, Mr. Chen, you have also seen this scene. Have our Mr. Lin wronged King Cheng?"
Chen Biqing's face was pale, he had long since lost the censor's airs, secretly glanced at Lin San, bowed his head and dared not speak.
Lin Wanrong let out a long sigh: "Things of the ages are always blown away by the rain and the wind! Compared with history, it is like a grain of dust in a long river, which will eventually be swallowed by the waves. The prince still can't see it!"
Although Gao Chief is a rough man, he can somewhat understand the meaning of Brother Lin's words, and hastily nodded his head in deep agreement.
Although the underground labyrinth was huge, Lin Wanrong didn't want to look any further, a few people retreated, and someone from the other side came over with a lantern.
"Lord Lin," Gao Ping was dressed in red, with a solemn expression, "Your Majesty invites you to enter the palace."
Wherever I go, the emperor can find it so quickly. Lin Wanrong smiled wryly and was speechless. Qin Xian'er hurriedly stood in front of Xianggong, snorting and said: "That man was also caught, can't father let Xianggong rest? It's so late, Eunuch Gao, you go and report to Emperor Father, and say that Xianggong has rested, and you will see him tomorrow!"
Dare to talk to the emperor like this. Only you, Princess Nishang, Gao Ping smiled bitterly: "Princess, don't you want the life of this old slave? How can I bear the crime of deceiving the emperor! Such a big event happened in the court. Everyone The princes and ministers have entered the palace overnight, and they are all waiting to discuss matters in the Wenhua Palace! The emperor specially ordered this old slave to invite Lord Lin!"
Lin Wanrong nodded: "Has the emperor met King Cheng?"
"Not yet." Gao Chief lowered his voice: "The news spread quickly. The talent was thrown into the sky prison, and there were a bunch of pleas for pleading guilty and pleading, and even Mr. Gu came to kiss him."
King Cheng has long been a useless person, and it is useless to intercede at this time. Lin Wanrong sighed, and was once again impressed by the old emperor's thoughts and methods.
"Xian'er," Lin Wanrong held his wife's hand: "It's enough for Brother Gao to accompany me into the palace. You go back and report that you are safe. Tell Qingxuan and the others to rest assured that I will come back when the discussion is over. Let Qiaoqiao give I'm getting some supper. I'm hungry!"
Qin Xian'er knew that he was comforting herself, so she hummed lightly, walked a few steps, then turned her head and held his hand tightly, and said with tears in her eyes: "Mr. The emperor disputes. When you come back from the north, then everything will be fine!"
The voiceover of the husband and wife. No one can understand. Lin Wanrong squeezed her catkin and smiled happily.
The night in central Beijing is as calm as ever, the streets are lit with sparks, and dogs bark occasionally from the depths of the alleys. This makes the night even more tranquil. Ordinary people have already fallen asleep. How could they have thought that it was just a dozen miles away from them. .Has there been a sea change
Lin Wanrong was injured and had to work continuously for two days. He was exhausted mentally and physically, but at this moment, he couldn't fall down. Rest for a day, and the army is about to set off. Camel bells, soldiers and horses screaming, blood and fire. Where can I find such a peaceful night
He lowered the curtain of the sedan chair and just dozed off. He heard Gao Chief shouting softly from outside: "Brother Lin, we're here."
I don’t know how many times I have been to Wenhua Palace, but every time I come, I don’t seem to have done anything good. Gao Chief pushed him off the wheelchair and looked at the three magnificent Chinese characters. Lin Wanrong shook his head, feeling very funny.
"Your Majesty, Lord Lin Sanlin, Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Officials and Commander-in-Chief of the Dahua Zhongyong Army, is waiting for orders outside the palace." Gao Chief roared, and immediately suppressed the noise in the court.
"Show him in." The emperor coughed a few times, and his voice was light.
The high chief pushed his wheelchair into the golden palace, and all the ministers who were still whispering to each other glanced at him in unison. No one dared to despise the fake cripple in the wheelchair. His eyes were mostly admiration, admiration, and even a little fear. Even though Lin San was a black man with a low status and unclear background, he was able to win the once prominent King Cheng Who can not be afraid of people who are even captured alive? His reputation, but the real deal back.
"I've seen the emperor!" Lin Wanrong clasped his fists and glanced at the emperor. The old emperor sat in the middle of the dragon chair, with a worried face and a solemn expression, without a trace of a smile.
"Forget it." The old man waved his hand, pointed down and said: "Lin San, come and see Mr. Gu."
Under the left end of the dragon chair, a large carved chair was specially placed. On the chair sat an old Confucian scholar in his seventies with white beard and hair. He was dressed in a gray long gown that turned white after washing, and his appearance was very simple.
Is this the emperor's teacher Gu Shunzhang? Lin Wanrong glanced secretly, this old man has long beard and thin eyebrows, soft expression, his eyes are squinted in the creases, he doesn't speak or smile, but he has a calm and elegant feeling, thousands of times stronger than his son Gu Bingyan. The emperor's teacher. It was truly extraordinary.
Lin Wanrong hastily bowed and saluted: "Little Lin San, I have met Mr. Gu."
"You are Lin San?!" Gu Shunzhang looked him up and down carefully, the light in his eyes flickered on and off, making people puzzled.
Why is this old man looking at his son-in-law? Being stared at by Mr. Gu, Lin Wanrong felt uncomfortable all over. Could it be that you want to avenge your son
"Lin San, have you ever been to Korea?!" Gu Shunzhang spoke, but the question he asked had nothing to do with the court discussion.
"Go-ah, no, I haven't been there." Lin Wanrong was also wondering, what is this old man going to do
Gu Shunzhang smiled and said leisurely: "Lin San, do you know where I came from this time?"
"I've heard that Mr. Gu came back from Shandong." Lin Wanrong lowered his voice and carefully probed, but he was feeling emotional in his heart. The emperor didn't dare to interrupt casually.
Gu Shunzhang smiled and nodded: "It's true that I rushed back from Shandong, but before that, I was traveling in Korea."
"Traveling in Korea?" Lin Wanrong was stunned, why did the old man say this for no reason.
"Yes, I traveled to Korea," Gu Shunzhang said with a smile, "There, the old man met a young lady, and she asked me to bring a letter to Mr. Dahuachao Dilin."