I became a saint by picking up corpses in Water Margin

Chapter 375 Home was stolen?

Seeing that everyone didn't understand what he meant, Song Jiang stood up immediately and glanced at the few tables of people.

Sudden.

Song Jiang patted his chest and began to state his opinion with a serious face:
"I was originally a minor official, but was pardoned by the grace of God. I fought against the enemy with my brothers for the country, and never slacked off for a single day. Although I pretended to be nice to the Jin people many times and was accused of being a traitor, my heart will always be loyal to the Song Dynasty and to Your Majesty!

"We are all heroes gathered at Liangshan. On stage, we are officials appointed by the court, and in private, we are brothers. I would like to ask, in the past eight years of serving the country, has Song ever enjoyed a single day of happiness?"

"My fellow brothers, some of you were loyal to the court but were not successful, and some of you became bandits because of poverty. Are your lives getting better now?"

"Men, I said I would help you seek a better future, and I will definitely do it! In the past, the Jin people were strong, so we had to compromise. Now that the Jin people are weak and there will be internal strife, we must strike hard!"

"Brothers, don't be discouraged. Failure is only temporary. When I return to the capital to see His Majesty, I will persuade His Majesty to send troops to recapture Hebei in one fell swoop. Not only will everyone go down in history, but they will also all hold high positions and receive generous salaries."

Song Jiang was the best at controlling people's hearts. Just a few words could make everyone excited, and they would cheer when he spoke, but there were also a few sober people.

For example, Zhang Qing, whose leg injury has not yet healed.

He waited until everyone agreed, then asked in a tone of inquiry: "General, we have just been defeated, Huaizhou and Weizhou have also been lost, and we don't know whether Yang Chang will attack Xiangzhou. If we go north to recover our homeland, he will take the opportunity to attack us from behind. What should we do?"

"well said!"

After hearing this, Song Jiang was not angry, but instead gave affirmation to Zhang Qing, because this was what many people were worried about.

"First of all, we were forced to send troops to Hedong this time because of the coercion of the Jin people. Yang Chang was conferred the title of King of Jin by the Western Court. It is understandable that he continues to send troops to seek revenge. We must admit that we are in the wrong. If we cannot stop them, we will withdraw directly to the south bank of the Yellow River. His troops are relatively limited and he should not dare to pursue us too far.
In fact, if we send troops to the north, we will become a righteous army morally, and the people of Hebei will welcome us with food and drink. Yang Chang is also threatened by the Jin people in the north. If he abandons the Jin people and attacks our rear, the anti-Jin hero will become a despicable villain and will inevitably be despised by the people.
Finally, and most importantly, this is a rare opportunity for the Jin army to retreat. I will persuade His Majesty to withdraw troops and attack from multiple directions. Yang Chang may not be able to resist! "

After answering Zhang Qing's question, everyone had an idea in their mind. It turned out that Song Jiang wanted to create a patriotic image and force Yang Chang not to deal with him.

It's not right, this works against normal people, but Yang Chang is not an ordinary person. He is a maverick in Liangshan, so he is an unknown.

However, Song Jiang spoke passionately, and everyone understood his temper, so no one was upset.

A banquet to reconcile after a defeat did have some effect, but it was not as obvious as before.

main reason.

Song Jiang had only talked about it before and had never actually competed with Yang Chang, so everyone might still have had some illusions. But this time when he officially went out to fight, his illusion was exposed and he was beaten like a grandson. The illusion completely became a reality.

As Song Jiang's deputy, Wu Yong was observing everyone's words and expressions at the table.

He felt that the effect was average, so he reminded Song Jiang after the banquet, "Brother, maybe the defeat had too much impact on the brothers, and they haven't recovered yet. Before you respond to the emperor, it's best to talk to them one by one."

"Time waits for no one. Even if I convince the government, I still need to mobilize troops, so you can do this!"

"Me? I'm not going back with my brother?"

"No, Dai Zong and I will return to Beijing."

Song Jiang's expression was as stern as a mountain. He patted Wu Yong on the shoulder and said, "My good brother, these are all our assets left. You must help me take care of them. I don't feel comfortable leaving them to outsiders."

"But we just suffered a great defeat, and Huang Qianshan and his men are at odds with the Grand Commandant. If they take advantage of the situation, it would be a disaster."

"Don't worry, military advisor. The emperor knows our loyalty. Besides, the news of our defeat may not be reported back. Even if Huang Qianshan and others want to attack us, they probably won't be able to find a point to attack for the time being. Besides, we have intelligence on Hebei. The emperor should be looking forward to it. I am very confident!"

"Brother, it's good that you have confidence. I will definitely protect Xiangzhou well. You can go with peace of mind."

Wu Yong saluted Song Jiang solemnly, his weather-beaten face full of determination.

Song Jiang held his hand and said affectionately: "You and I have known each other for many years. Although we are not brothers, we are better than brothers. Please take care of yourself. Yang Chang is no longer the A'mon of Wu. If you can't win, don't stay there."

"Well, if Yang Chang leads a large army to attack, I will evacuate in advance to preserve my strength. By the way, my brother has not returned to the court for a long time, and I don't know the situation in the court. You might as well ask Si Lang to find out clearly before entering the palace to see His Majesty."

"Don't worry, military advisor. I know what I'm doing."

"That's good."

Wu Yong is not as good as Song Jiang in playing politics, so the suggestions he can give are limited. After the discussion, he watched Song Jiang leave.

Yes, Song Jiang was anxious and wanted to leave that day.

His martial arts and endurance were at the bottom among the Liangshan heroes. After putting on the magic vest, the wind blew on his face as if it was cut by a knife.

Even if Heisaburo is thick-skinned, he cannot withstand the long-term movement of the divine being.

The two men set out in the afternoon. It was dark when they crossed the Yellow River and reached Puyang. Song Jiang hurriedly asked Dai Zong to stop.

"I'm not leaving yet. My head is dizzy. I'll stay overnight and go again tomorrow morning."

"But we've already passed Puyang. Should we turn back?"

"Don't go back the way you came. Find a village ahead and spend the night there."

"That's fine, General. Please put on the vest again, and the magic will come faster."

Dai Zong put the vest on Song Jiang again. Song Jiang was reluctant but had to insist. However, he did not forget to remind Shui Dao: "It's getting dark. You should run towards the light. I feel really uncomfortable."

"Got it. I'll go slower later."

“Don’t be too slow.”

In this way, Song Jiang endured the discomfort and persisted for another cup of tea, and was taken to a farm.

Dai Zong first settled him down, and then asked the host for food, but Song Jiang waved his hands and said, "I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourself, but this magic is so fast, the flesh on my face is shaking when I run, I feel so uncomfortable in summer, what if it's winter? How can others persist? Is there a trick?"

"There is really no trick. The key is personal endurance. I have led many brothers, but the Taiwei has the worst endurance."

“Who has the best endurance?”

Song Jiang knows himself well, but he wants to know who is the toughest.

"this one"

Dai Zong twisted his beard and pondered, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "This may belong to Tie Niu. When I went to Erxian Mountain with him, the round trip distance was also farther."

"Oh"

When Song Jiang heard that it was Li Kui, he felt guilty and didn't want to mention the matter again, so he simply responded and then fell at the head of the bed.

He didn't want to think about the past.

Apart from Zhang Heng, Zhang Shun and Yang Chang, the only people who knew about the secret handling of Li Kui were Song Jiang and Wu Yong. Although Dai Zong was his confidant, he was not told either.

Firstly, Dai Zong and Li Kui were both from Jiangzhou, and telling it to others would only lead to grief for the other; secondly, this matter was not very glorious, and Song Jiang was afraid that the more people knew about it, the more it would spread and affect the loyalty of his brothers.

So after Yang Chang pointed out the matter, Song Jiang followed Wu Yong's strategy and sent people to Li Kui's hometown to pretend to be Yang Ming, and then created an accidental death, thus completely closing the loop of the matter.

Song Jiang was deeply saddened when he heard this, and gradually no one mentioned Li Kui anymore.

Dai Zong also knew this, but suddenly remembered that he had recently received new intelligence, so he couldn't help but share it. "By the way, Commander, I heard something strange when I went to Hebei this time."

"Well, it's very strange." Song Jiang answered weakly.

Dai Zong swallowed his saliva, "It seems that Tie Niu is still alive and under the command of Yang Chang."

"This is impossible."

How could Song Jiang believe it? He continued to lie on his side without even turning his head.

The head he personally delivered was later taken to Tokyo for settlement. Although it is not known how the imperial court dealt with it, it must have not ended well.

Is this still possible?

It’s probably Yang Chang’s doing.

Heisabalang thought he was very proud of himself, but when he closed his eyes he thought of Li Kui and how he had rescued him.

The past scenes flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, and finally stopped at Zhongyi Hall.

That was when, after the seating arrangement in the Loyalty Hall, Song Jiang held a chrysanthemum banquet on the Double Ninth Festival and proposed for the first time that he seek amnesty from the court.

It was on that day that Wu Song openly jumped out to oppose, and in the end the matter almost ended in failure.

The loyal Li Kui, holding the jar of wine, was about to go find Wu Song and fight him to the death, but halfway through he remembered that the other party was Wu Song, and he was so scared that he dropped the jar of wine and broke into pieces.

"Iron Bull is drunk, Iron Bull is drunk"

Wu Yong managed to resolve the embarrassment by making fun of Li Kui.

Iron Bull, my Iron Bull.
Song Jiang fell into memories, but was brought back to reality by Dai Zong's words.

"I didn't believe it at first, but the Talan people said it with certainty, saying that there was a general under Sun An of the Pingding Army who was not only dark-skinned but also held two axes and liked to chop people with his bare arms. He was a famous opponent of the Jin army."

"Is this true? Maybe it's just similar? Or maybe it's a deliberate imitation?"

"The key is that this person is also called Li Kui."

After hearing what Dai Zong said, Song Jiang finally lost his composure and suddenly turned over and climbed up, "Talan? Who is so sure?"

"Uyendajibu, Hulubu, Danghai and many other generals have said so."

"This is fucking hell."

Song Jiang clenched his fist and hit his forehead. He once suspected that he was dreaming, otherwise how could such a ridiculous thing happen?

"Xiao Longnu is in Pingding Army. I heard that this demon girl has great magical power. I guess her master should be extraordinary. Maybe he is similar to Luo Zhenren?"

"Master Luo?"

"correct."

Dai Zong himself had some basic Taoist skills, so he didn't dare not believe in fantasy things, and quickly gave a reminder: "Remember when I went to look for Gongsun Yiqing, Tie Niu once chopped off the head of the real person with an axe."

"I also remember Tie Niu saying, could it be the demon female master who took action?"

Song Jiang muttered to himself, with an even more terrifying idea in his mind.

That is, after Gongsun Sheng left and returned to the mountain, he could no longer send people to Erxian Mountain. Could it be that Master Luo was afraid of the witch's teacher? So he distanced himself from him?
Yang Chang, ah Yang Chang, are the changes in you over the years also caused by your witch master?
Why is no one helping me?
"Brother, do you want to investigate secretly? If that is really the resurrection of Tie Niu, we should fight for it."

"I know what's going on. I'll make arrangements quietly. You can eat and rest soon. We have to travel early tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

Dai Zong then said nothing more.

It was Song Jiang who ordered the killing of the person, so how could he possibly fight for it?

If Li Kui is brought back, the character that Song Jiang has established will collapse. How can any brother be willing to risk his life for him? Maybe Zhang Shun will have to die for him.

Heisabalang was so worried that he couldn't fall asleep the whole night.

The next day, with panda eyes, he followed Dai Zong and traveled like the wind. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he did not say a word and returned to Yingtian before dusk.

It was already late at night and he could not enter the palace to meet the emperor.

Song Jiang asked Dai Zong to go home for a reunion, while he went straight to Song Qing's house.

Heisablang was the Grand Marshal, so he naturally had a mansion in Yingtian and a wife given to him by Zhao Gou. However, he was often away fighting, so Old Man Song followed Song Qing.

The lady was born a palace maid. She was a widowed cook who had cooked for Zhao Gou when he was the Grand Marshal. Although she was over 30 years old at the time, she was still quite pretty.

How could Song Jiang dare to treat the people appointed by Zhao Gou as ordinary people?

He was devoted to being an official and had no interest in women, but his wife had been married for a long time, and he was too short to handle her. He could not treat her like he treated Yan Poxi, so he could only evade his responsibilities and lead troops outside. When he occasionally returned to the court, he would not go home for three days.

After knocking on Song Qing's door, Song Jiang felt something was wrong when he saw the servants looking at him with strange eyes.

Seeing his brother, Song Jiang asked, "Silang, is there something wrong at home? Why can't I see my father?"

"Dad hasn't been feeling well lately. He didn't know you were coming back today, so he went to bed after dinner."

"You're not feeling well? The recent heat is unbearable. Are you suffering from heat stroke?"

"I am willing to do so, but I should be more careful of you, brother. You look exhausted. Have some tea first to moisten your body."

Song Qing led Song Jiang to the front hall and sat him down. He quickly picked up the porcelain pot on the table and started to drink tea, while muttering, "Yang Sanlang is famous for his resistance against the Jin Dynasty. Father doesn't want you to fight with him. I told him that this was the will of His Majesty, so I was worried day and night."

"As the saying goes, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Why should he be so hard on himself? Why don't you enjoy your life well? I will talk to him tomorrow. By the way, how is the court doing recently?"

"This is very bad. Huang Qianshan instigated the Imperial Censor Fan Zongyin to criticize my brother for not being able to govern the local area or command the army. This time, the attack on Luzhou was defeated by Wu Song, and Huaizhou and Weizhou were also lost. The commander of the imperial camp should be dismissed."

"What? How dare this guy?"

Song Jiang knew that military power was his confidence. Hearing this, he was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up, cursing: "Fan Zongyin just opened his mouth and said something. What does he know? How can I not beat Wu Song? The opponent is Yang Chang, okay? This guy has served under Yang Chang. Doesn't he know Yang Sanlang's ability? He beats gold like he eats, so I should win?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? Didn't Yang Chang fall into a coma due to a witchcraft curse and probably never wake up? How come he is your opponent again? Fan Zongyin has been to Luzhou before, so he came out to speak for himself, thinking that Luzhou is dilapidated and the people are exhausted, so it should be easy to take it down."

"I'm also confused as to why Yang Chang suddenly showed up and almost captured Wu Song. Also, regarding Luzhou, Fan Zongyin is talking nonsense!"

"Brother, don't get excited. The emperor still trusts you and keeps all the memorials."

Hearing Song Qing's words, Song Jiang's hot temper cooled down a little, but suddenly he thought of something and asked excitedly: "Huaizhou and Weizhou were just lost, and my defeat was only two or three days ago. If I hadn't been with Dai Zong, it would probably take several days to return. Why does Fan Zongyin know so much?"

"I also found it strange, so I asked someone to secretly inquire about it, and it seems that someone deliberately spread it. In addition."

"What else?"

"The families of Suo Chao, Li Yun, Zhu Fu and others all have families but were not granted marriages by the government. They all moved out of Yingtian a few days ago, saying that they were not used to living there anymore and returned to their hometowns."

(End of this chapter)