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Chapter 37 Party
"Has Jiulang left?"

It was late at night when Qiao Ju hurried back to Bozhou, he rested outside the city for one night, and arrived at Zhang's mansion early the next day, only to learn that Zhang Hongfan had already left.

"Jiulang originally thought that you would be able to come back two days ago, but I don't want you to be delayed by something."

The one who spoke was one of Zhang Hongfan's Mu Liao, named Fan Yuan, styled Zibo.

Fan Yuan was in his thirties, quite ugly, with pockmarks all over his face, three sparse beards, and thin hair that couldn't even be tied into a bun, but there was a gleam in those eyes, as if he could read people's hearts.

Qiao Ju sighed, "It's really a pity that I didn't get to see Jiulang more before he left."

Fan Yuan said: "Jiulang has received the message you sent back, and asked me to stay and cooperate with you. When we get this batch of detailed works, we will send them to Shuntian Road together."

"Okay, is Liu Lang alright? I'm afraid Da Khan will be held accountable for this."

"This matter is not so simple." Fan Yuan said: "The person who assassinated Wuliang Hetai is a remnant of Dali. Everyone understands this. At most, Liu Lang is a crime that will not be investigated. But the reason why this matter is being bitten is nothing more than It's because... the Great Khan is worried about the King."

Qiao Ju's face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "It's because my vision is short-sighted. I thought that as long as I caught the remnants of Dali and the people of Song Dynasty, I could wash away Liulang's grievances."

"Injustice is not important." Fan Yuan said: "The important thing is that the Khan is jealous of the king, which will definitely weaken the king's power, and attack the king's subjects like the Zhang family. Not everyone can be saved by the king. If people take the blame, if they can't prove themselves, the Zhang family is too useless in the eyes of the king. So those tricks and remnants must be caught, understand?"

"understood."

"Tell me, how do you plan to catch people?"

Qiao Ju said: "I judge that the other party must go to Yingzhou. We will send people there to arrest them. Once these unfamiliar faces arrive, we can quickly arrest them. It is far better than bringing some rough soldiers to search for them in Shouzhou..."

Fan Yuan pondered: "I will dispatch people as soon as possible, and we will go to Yingzhou for control within ten days. But this group of Song people is not simple. In the past, when Zhang Rongzhi arrived in Huainan, the Song court would not dare to hand them over. How dare you be so bold this time, aren’t you afraid of Mongolia declaring war?”

"I'm thinking about that too."

Fan Yuan said: "Based on the virtues of the Song people, there is only one possibility, that is, they have already got the news that the Great Khan is determined to go south. It can be seen that there are many Song people in the Central Plains. This time, after crossing the Huai River, these people went straight to Yingzhou, Yingzhou There is no escape from this secret operation, we will find it out directly, and we will naturally catch people."

Qiao Ju nodded and said, "I have considered it too, but I'm afraid I will offend the Di family."

"I'm not afraid of offending the Di family." Fan Yuan said: "I said, the Great Khan wants to weaken the king's power, and the king can't keep all his officials. Then we should get the Di family out, this is Jiu Lang's intention."

"Understood." Qiao Ju cupped his hands deeply, and said, "Mr. Xie Fan made a point."

"You don't need to be too polite." Fan Yuan said with a smile: "I will arrange the manpower. You are going to be hired in the next two days. Make an appointment first. When you catch someone this time and send them to Shuntian Road, and then come back, you will become Zhang's son-in-law. Congratulations."

Qiao Jujun blushed slightly, and saluted again.

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Five days later, Qiao Ju finished the ceremony of accepting the levy, and sent the betrothal gift to Zhang's family.

At this point, the marriage contract has been concluded first, and both Qiao Ju and the Zhang family are actually relieved.

Because China, the son of the Mongolian town guard in Bozhou, also intends to marry Zhang's parents and daughters.

The official name of the town guard is "Daluhuachi" in Mongolian, and he is the highest supervisor in the area. Even if the Zhang family is a nobleman, they dare not offend the other party easily, so they had to preemptively make an engagement for their daughter.

After accepting Zheng, Qiao Ju inevitably had some entertainment, and made an appointment with a few classmates and friends at the Huaxilou by the Guohe River.

……

"I heard that there is a custom of killing husbands and snatching relatives on the grassland. Even if Shuai's mansion is engaged, Chi Na may not give up. Isn't Jianzhang afraid?"

"Not afraid." Qiao Ju picked up a glass of wine and drank it, only uttering these two words.

"If you die under the peony flower, will you be a ghost?"

Qiao Ju frowned slightly, and said, "Brother Lin, do you think I booked this marriage just to cling to the Marshal?"

"I never said that."

"I admire her dearly, and will protect her well. If China dares to come, it's not certain who will kill the other."

Qiao Ju said, with a cold tone in his tone, turned the wine glass in his hand, and said slowly: "These years, I have studied hard, practiced martial arts, and worked hard in order to be worthy of her; In order to have more power, no matter who I meet, I will step on them and let them become my stepping stones, just to protect her."

His voice was soft and gentle, but his tone was firm, and he even had killing intent in the end.

"No one can touch her, even if it is the son of the Mongolian guardian, if China dares to snatch her, I will let him die..."

"Shh."

Lin Xu whispered: "Don't talk about killing..."

"It's ok."

The next moment, loud laughter came from outside the door, and the two walked in.

Qiao Ju turned his head to look, only to see Zhou Nan, a classmate friend, and a boy he didn't know came.

"Haha, let me introduce you. These two are my classmates, Qiao Ju, Qiao Jianzhang, Lin Xu and Lin Andao. The three of us are all disciples of Mr. Lingchuan."

Having said this, Zhou Nan led the young man to introduce him to Qiao Ju and Lin Xu.

"Yang Shen, Yang Yongxiu, my new acquaintance, very talented, I will show you his poems when I look back, the style is vigorous, the tone is calm, the ring is strange and elegant, wonderful..."

As soon as Zhou Nan came, the atmosphere in the seat suddenly became lively.

Qiao Ju couldn't help staring at Yang Shen twice.

I don't know how old this boy is, he is tall and straight, extremely handsome, with a timeless demeanor like a child of a family, his face looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but the calmness in his eyes and the stability in his demeanor make him look like he is 20 years old.

The four of them sat down, and Qiao Ju asked, "May I ask, how old is Yuxiu?"

"eighteen."

"That's the same age as me, are you from Guide Mansion?"

"Yes, from Dangshan in Guide Mansion, how did brother Jianzhang know?"

Qiao Ju laughed and said, "Listening to you, you have a Guide Mansion accent, but it doesn't quite resemble it?"

Yang Shendao: "I studied abroad when I was young, and my classmates are from all over the world."

"Where do you study?"

"Xuzhou, Pengcheng Ziyang Academy."

Qiao Ju handed him a glass of wine and asked, "So, is Mr. Gongchui's disciple?"

Yang Shen shook his head and said, "Mr. Deyu's disciple..."

"Guidelines." Zhou Nan tapped his chopsticks and said with a smile, "You ask too many questions. You are interrogating prisoners."

"Haha, you didn't come just now, and Jianzhang said that he would step on a few more people as tipping stones and continue to climb up. Be careful." Lin Xu said with a smile.

Zhou Nan also laughed and asked, "What's the matter? After going to Shouzhou, you're going to be promoted again?"

"No." Qiao Ju said, "I met a few people from Song Dynasty who were very cunning. Fortunately, it wasn't my job at that time, otherwise I would have screwed up."

"Ha, what are Song people capable of?"

Qiao Ju said: "Whether you are capable or not, you can catch him later. I will go to Yingzhou tomorrow to settle the matter."

"Oh, Song people..."

Hearing their contemptuous tone, Yang Shen had doubts in his eyes.

With sharp eyes, Qiao Ju immediately asked, "Yongxiu seems to have some sympathy for Song people?"

"Well, I think everyone is Han Chinese."

Lin Xu let out a "ha" and said with a smile, "You have no city mansion, so you dare to say such nonsense outside."

Qiao Ju said: "It's true that we are all Han people, but Han people don't necessarily have to be Song people. I was born and raised in the Great Mongolian Kingdom, so I am Mongolian. Even if I am Han, I am also from the Great Mongolian Kingdom." Han people. Remember, we and the Song people are life and death enemies."

Zhou Nan sighed and said: "The dilapidated Song court can't be called the Han dynasty, it's better to let the Mongolian kingdom rule the territory as soon as possible."

He poured a glass of wine for Yang Shen, and said: "The current situation in the world and our aspirations are most in line with the poem written by Wan Yanliang of the Jin Kingdom back then."

Lin Xuyin said: "Where there are different borders in the south of the Yangtze River if the books of Wanli Che are mixed together?"

Qiao Ju nodded and continued.

"Raise a million troops to the West Lake, and immediately go to the first peak of Wushan."

After reading this poem, Qiao Ju felt proud, patted the desk table, and said, "One day, I will participate in the war, make immortal achievements, raise troops south, and smash the small court of Zhao and Song Dynasties."

"Ha, the charter is absurd. It should be for the unification of the country, not for personal achievements."

"it's the same."

Several scholars drank a cup together, quite in high spirits.

Yang Shen held the wine glass and thought about it, but finally he didn't know if he understood, so he smiled slightly.

"By the way, have you guys heard Mr. Yi Shan's new poem?" Zhou Nanhu asked again.

"The eternal heroism of Zhongzhou also goes to Chilechuan in Yinshan."

"Good poetry."

Zhou Nan nodded and sighed: "The Kingdom of Jin has been in perish for so long, and Mr. Yishan has finally turned his back on him. The generosity of men from the Central Plains of my generation can also be taught to the herdsmen at the foot of the Yin Mountain. People on the grassland can also be taught by us. Influenced by the Han people, why should there be distinctions between foreign races?"

"It's really a good poem. It's not like some people who have no integrity. If those people write poems, I'm afraid they will write 'The heroic spirit of the Yinshan Mountains has reached the Yellow River in the Central Plains'."

"That's right, aren't these great rivers and mountains all brought down by men from the Central Plains of my generation for the Mongolian Kingdom?"

"Let's see, let's see who can sweep Jiangnan..."

Qiao Ju came early, drank a lot, and got a little tipsy, so he stood up.

"Several, I'm going to blow some air."

"Ha, Jianzhang's drinking capacity is low..."

Qiao Ju smiled, opened the door and went out, walked all the way through the corridor, and stood by the railing of the tall building.

The wind blowing from the river made him a little more conscious.

Thinking about Zhang Wenjing and his future achievements, he gradually felt at ease.

Thinking of the trust of Zhang Liulang and Zhang Jiulang, I thought that this time I should go to Yingzhou to complete the dispatch.

Then, I thought of that person again, Tuotuo...

There were footsteps coming from behind, Qiao Ju turned around and saw that it was Yang Shen.

"Use Xiu Ye to blow the air?"

"Yeah, let's blow some air."

Qiao Ju smiled, leaning on the railing with both hands, and said, "I think you have something to say to me."

"Yes."

"By the way, I haven't heard your poem yet, how good would it be? I can..."

"puff!"

In the middle of Qiao Ju's speech, he looked down and saw that a short dagger had come in from behind, piercing his heart.

Blood dripped from the dagger, and he felt life was passing fast.

Turning his head slowly, he met a pair of firm eyes...

(End of this chapter)