Biography of the traitorous officials who dominated the Song Dynasty

Chapter 186 Late Night Reverie
Earl Ying opened the door and looked intently into the room.

There was nothing else in the room except a tea table, a few chairs, and a single bed leaning against the corner.

The walls have been in disrepair for a long time and have turned yellow. There are even pits on the east and west sides. It can be said that they are naturally uneven.

Earl Ying shrugged his shoulders, sighed softly, and walked in slowly.

After a lot of tossing around in the prison, Niu Tieshan and others were brought to their base of Hualien Sect.

After a whole day and night, Earl Ying was already exhausted physically and mentally. At this moment, he forced himself to sit on the side of the bed.

He was so sleepy that he was about to lie down on the bed when he suddenly felt an extremely pungent smell coming from under his buttocks.

Standing up abruptly, he looked down.

I saw that the sheets and quilts looked as if they had never been washed once in their lives.

If Nu tried his best to take a closer look, he could still see the original pattern on the sheets and quilt.

But because it was so dirty, black, yellow, sour and smelly, it made people think that the bed was all made up of rags sewn and joined together.

Earl Ying rolled his eyes and came to Bianliang City from Qinghe County. After such a long time, he had never lived in such a ghost place.

For a moment, I felt so disgusted that I quickly came to the tea table, wiped the chair with my sleeves, and then sat down listlessly.

"Oh, damn it, it's probably going to be difficult to leave this hellish place now."

"I believe that Brother Zhao Ji and my wife must be extremely anxious if they keep missing me!"

Earl Ying crossed his arms, his legs shaking constantly because he was too impatient.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, and the more depressed I became, as if there was a large amount of evil fire accumulated in my heart that could not be poured out.

Out of boredom, he had no choice but to take out the boxing secret book of Qianli Jiangshan Boxing that Li Qingqiu had just given to him.

After a lot of hard work, I finally unfolded all the boxing secrets.

From the first trick, stare intently at the graphics above and the annotation text on the right, and look down all the way.

However, he just saw the third move and became distracted.

He suddenly remembered that in that secret room just now, Li Qingqiu told him that he was actually a descendant of the Eight Wise King Zhao Defang.

Speaking of which, Zhao Defang, the Eight Wise King, is quite famous in history.

These Eight Wise Kings are the sons of Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin. Before the throne was taken away by Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi, Zhao Kuangyin gave Zhao Defang a gold medal.

Let Zhao Defang kill treacherous and sycophantic ministers without an edict every time he encounters injustice in the court.

The Eight Wise King Zhao Defang is so famous, it is entirely based on this,

However, it was not until this moment that Count Ying discovered that Zhao Defang, the Eight Wise King that the world had always thought of, was actually all just fabricated and created by storytellers.

According to the timeline, Earl Ying suddenly discovered that Zhao Defang, the Eight Wise King, might have died a long time ago.

I'm afraid that shortly after the mystery of the candle shadow and the sound of the axe, Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi secretly killed the Eight Sage King Zhao Defang.

The reason why the heroic deeds of the Eight Wise King Zhao Defang have been praised for thousands of years is entirely due to Zhao Guangyi.

Zhao Guangyi just wanted to whitewash the peace and tried his best to cover up the fact that he brutally killed his eldest brother's son.

Therefore, he secretly sent envoys to the people to recruit talented storytellers.

One by one, they all live at the bottom of society.

In order to cover his stomach and make a living, he exhausted all his strength and fabricated the Eight Sage King Zhao Defang one after another brilliant literary works.Such as "The Romance of the Yang Family", "The Chronicles of the Northern Song Dynasty", "Wanhualou", etc., are generally created because of this.

As the saying goes: We are born from the same root, so there is no need to rush into conflict with each other.

Emperor Taizong Zhao Guangyi was so ruthless, which really made people feel chilled.

Earl Ying suddenly remembered these things. What mainly brought him to his thoughts was that he must re-evaluate and examine the descendants of Taizu's branch and the descendants of Taizong's branch.

"Those dramatic interpretations made the death of Zhao Defang, the Eight Wise King, so easily ignored by the world, and allowed Zhao Guangyi to escape justice so easily."

Earl Ying raised his head and stared at the bright moon outside the window, thinking thoughtfully.

But when it comes to overthrowing the Zhao royal family's regime, it really puts Count Ying in a dilemma anyway.

There is no need to go into details about other things. To be honest, even Earl Ying also believed that it was imperative to return the government to the descendants of Taizu.

However, if the Hualien Sect succeeds in the end, where should Brother Zhao Ji go?
Earl Ying thought about it, sat down on the tea table, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Earl Ying woke up and found that he had slept on the tea table all night. He couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"Hey, when can I leave this hellish place?"

Earl Ying staggered out of the room and was about to walk downstairs.

But he saw several members of the Hualien Sect standing at the top of the stairs, nodding and bowing to him.

"You... you elusive people, what on earth are you doing!"

Earl Ying backed away, frowned, and said vigilantly.

The leader, Chen Xuanfeng, had a smile on his face and said with a smile: "Master Ying, you are now the altar master of our Hualien Sect. Don't we have to serve you carefully?"

Just this sentence made Count Ying so disgusted that he felt as if his body was covered with leprosy.

"The master of this altar does not need you to serve me, so please go further away."

As Earl Ying spoke, he rushed towards the bottom of the stairs.

Chen Xuanfeng and others followed closely behind Earl Ying, not daring to miss a step.

The poor Hualien believers don't even have a decent place to eat.

Not to mention the dining room, they just need a room to eat and drink!
Earl Ying was so disgusted that after taking a bowl of rice and a small plate of chicken from the cook, he sat listlessly on a small table by the door.

His face was full of lovelessness.

Earl Ying tentatively took a small bite, and then realized that the food had no color, aroma or taste.

Eating it in your mouth is like chewing a big mouthful of thick phlegm.

But I can't blame others. It's mainly because the Hualien Sect is too strapped for funds and they don't dare to buy those purebred chickens. They only dare to buy some rotten chickens that were spawned by medicinal herbs.

These chickens may not have walked more than a hundred steps in their entire lives.

Every chicken lives in a chicken coop from birth to death.

When the chicken is eaten in the mouth, it feels bitter, astringent, dry and woody.

It is really one of the most unpalatable things in the world. I believe that even cabbage and celery are much more delicious than it.

Earl Ying sighed deeply, and was about to say something, "Now that life is like this, can't we improve the economy first and then save the people of the world?"
However, as soon as he raised his head, he found Chen Xuanfeng and several other Hualien Sect members looking at him attentively with smiles on their faces.

(End of this chapter)