Water Margin begins as a captain in Yanggu County

Chapter 191: Skinning, removing tendons, and frying meat in a pan!
The 400,000 strings of cash were transported by Du Xing, who was also accompanied by Cheng Hao, to the city of Fuyang, not far from Hangzhou.

Cheng Hao came here with a mission, and he brought an official document.

Qian did not enter the camp first, but waited at the camp gate. Cheng Hao entered the camp first and met Tan Zhen in the central military tent.

Cheng Hao politely greeted Tan Zhen: "Mr. Tan, please allow me to report. I am here on the orders of Minister Tong Shu to bring you 400,000 strings of cash. Please send someone to count it..."

There were actually not many people in the big tent, just one military general, Xin Xingzong, and some clerks.

Tan Zhen waved his hand and said, "No need, just send it to the head of the tent."

Cheng Hao replied, "Mr. Tan, we still have to count. The Prime Minister will not deduct money, but he is also afraid that someone may have dirty hands. I have a document here, and it also needs Mr. Tan's signature and seal, so that the Privy Council can record it in the account book. Mr. Tan, please don't blame me. This is the rule for all spending. Thank you, Mr. Tan..."

Cheng Hao bowed again.

Tan Zhen's face was not good, but he sighed and raised his hand, saying, "I will sign with you. General Xin, you take your men to count the accounts."

Xin Xingzong stood up and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

Xin Xingzong went out, and Cheng Hao took the document to Tan Zhen for review. There was not much content in it, just proving that the Privy Council had handed over 400,000 strings of cash to Tan Zhen. It was a serious official document. Tan Zhen took a look at it and signed it.

Cheng Hao took the signed document, bowed and went out of the tent, then quickly chased after Xin Xingzong.

At the entrance of the camp, there was a counting process. When the boxes were opened, there were yellow copper coins everywhere. The military clerks and guards would count them slowly.

How could Cheng Hao not say anything? "Everyone, the Prime Minister is waiting for your victory in breaking Fuyang! As soon as Minister Tan mentioned this, the Prime Minister immediately allocated money to reward the warriors who served the country. You must not disappoint the expectations of Minister Tong and Minister Tan!"

Xin Xingzong was standing by, looking unhappy, but he also replied: "Don't worry, Editor Cheng, just give the money to the men, and we will surely capture the city!"

Cheng Hao laughed and said, "Ah, in this battle, other troops will be rewarded after they win the battle, but this time, we will be rewarded before we ascend the battlefield. It's incredible, and we really have high hopes for you. This time, you must conquer the city and make contributions!"

How could Xin Xingzong feel comfortable after hearing this? But he couldn't get angry either. He also knew why Cheng Hao said this in front of so many people...

So he didn't answer.

How could Cheng Hao not continue to say: "It's true that Fuyang City is really difficult to attack. If Mr. Tan gives out the 400,000 strings of cash as a reward, the city will surely be conquered..."

How could there not be people watching such a lively event at the camp gate? Even if the soldiers were not allowed to move around freely, how could the soldiers guarding the gate not come to take a look when they were so close?
Just look at the soldiers from the capital guarding the gate, and you can tell from the envy on their faces.

I also heard Cheng Hao say: "In theory, 400,000 strings of cash should be used to reward 20,000 people. Each person should be rewarded 20 strings of cash, which is not too little!"

Xin Xingzong's face was as dark as water. He just looked at the soldier who was counting. Suddenly he shouted, "Okay, we're done. Pull them in, pull them in!"

"Wait!" Cheng Hao came forward immediately and said, "General Xin, you also have a document, you should sign it as well!"

Xin Xingzong was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Hasn't Mr. Tan already signed and sealed it? Why should I sign it again?"

Cheng Hao chuckled again: "Mr. Tan is the superior, but he is not the person in charge. You are the person in charge. You counted it and took it away as a certificate. Only in this way can the account books in the Privy Council be considered complete. If there are any questions or inquiries from the censors in the future, they will be impeccable. It's just a rule, and it's the same in every government office. General Xin, please take a look. There is not much to say. It's just that you are in charge."

As he spoke, Cheng Hao had already spread out the official document in front of Xin Xingzong, with a pen in his hand, and the pen had even been licked of ink.

Xin Xingzong glanced at the document, then looked at the people watching, took the pen, signed his name with a few strokes, and immediately shouted, "Take it away!"

Since the count had not been completed yet, many people looked dazed, but they did not continue working and just pulled the carts towards the camp.

But Cheng Hao shouted again: "General Xin, you have to return the frame to me. I'll wait for you here and give you the box!"

Xin Xingzong said nothing and just went in.

After the convoy entered the gate, Cheng Hao deliberately stood at the sentry post at the door.

Then he waited for the soldier guarding the gate to come and ask: "May I ask..."

"My name is Cheng, and I'm an editor at the Privy Council. Nice to meet you!" Cheng Hao spoke before the other person could even start asking.

The soldier also laughed: "See the process editor."

"No need to be so polite. We are all serving the court. I am just a civil servant, doing some miscellaneous tasks. I am not like you who really go into the battlefield and risk their lives to kill the enemy. I admire you very much!" As he said this, Cheng Hao actually bowed.

The soldier was not just an ordinary gatekeeper. He was the captain, so how could he not return the greeting immediately? He also said, "No, no, I don't know if the editor is serious about what he said just now? Are you really going to reward 20,000 troops with 400,000 strings of cash to attack the city?"

Cheng Hao replied, "That should be the case. I am just a lowly official, and I am just guessing. Minister Tan is a master strategist, and he must be very wise. Let's see what Minister Tan will do. Anyway, as soon as Minister Tan asked for 400,000 strings of cash, Minister Tong immediately sent us to deliver the money. Minister Tong is also waiting for good news!"

"Oh……"

"What? Do you also want to earn the reward for siege the city?" Cheng Hao asked casually.

"I do want to earn some money. To be honest with you, Editor Cheng, we have been here since the capital for so long, but apart from the pitiful salary, we soldiers haven't seen a penny. I did hear that Mr. Tan allocated some money to us, but it didn't come to us, so I guess it's not much. There are so many soldiers, and they haven't made any achievements, so I guess there is no money in the army..."

"I have heard that General Su has given rewards several times. Is it true?" Cheng Hao pretended to be ignorant.

"Really? How could it be false? As soon as we arrived in Huzhou, I heard that General Su gave away a lot of money everywhere. After conquering Hangzhou, that was even more generous. Those who made contributions were rewarded generously, and those who didn't get any credit were also rewarded, including auxiliary soldiers. Now, I'm afraid he is rewarding again..."

"Why is it so different in the military?"

"He has made great contributions, and his soldiers have made great contributions..."

"Oh, that's fine. After we capture Fuyang this time, Mr. Tan will definitely be rewarded!" Cheng Hao said seriously.

"That's it!"

Cheng Hao laughed again, but he was secretly complaining in his heart, hoping that there really was a large amount of cash in Fuyang City...

But inside the big tent, Xin Xingzong was asking: "Sir, why...ah...the editor surnamed Cheng..."

Tan Zhen sighed, "There are many things that are beyond my control. Now that I think about it, if we had broken through the northern city of Hangzhou at that time, maybe things would have been different. But... Having said that, as long as we can break through Fuyang City this time, you will be able to see me supervising the army in the future. I have been in the palace since I was a child, and I have suffered a lot of grievances in my life. Day after day, I have endured it, haven't I? I just need to endure it a little longer, it won't be too long, it won't be too long... When that day comes, not to mention myself, your good days will also come..."

Xin Xingzong could only nod, but said: "I'm afraid it's hard to divide the money..."

Tan Zhen waved his hand and said, "What's so bad about dividing it? What's there to divide? Can you still rely on them? Just transport the money to the camp and distribute it one by one. When you attack the city tomorrow, let them all see how you attack the city, and see if they have the nerve to do so..."

"Understood sir!" Xin Xingzong bowed and knew that things had come to this point. This time, he had to fight to the death no matter what.

At the camp gate, Cheng Hao, who had taken back the carriage, bowed to the gatekeeper and said, "Brother, we will return victorious!"

"Goodbye, Editor Cheng!" The captain seemed a little reluctant to leave, because Editor Cheng was really humble and looked up to others. It was rare to find such a civil servant.

I returned to Hangzhou and waited for the good news.

The city of Hangzhou, which was in a state of depression, slowly regained its vitality. People began to walk on the streets, and some shops were reluctantly open for business. Although there was not much to sell, they still opened their doors.

But on the streets, there are still more shops with closed doors, and even many mansions with closed doors.

Du Xing was busy everywhere, buying houses, mansions and shops. It would take some time for Li Ying to arrive in Hangzhou...

Victory reports were sent to Tokyo one after another, and the news of the recovery of Hangzhou also reached Tokyo.

The emperor was naturally overjoyed. At first, this incident really frightened Zhao Ji, and he even issued an edict to blame himself.

The strength of the bandits was so horrifying that it was said that there were millions of them. State capitals and cities fell one after another, and Hangzhou was also destroyed.

Zhao Ji was a scholar, how could he not understand this? Whether it was the Yellow Turbans or Huang Chao, he was afraid that there would be a day when the nobles would be trampled to pieces and the inner storehouse would be burned to ashes.

Zhao Ji had been unable to sleep well these days. He would be able to sleep well once Hangzhou was recovered and the government troops won victory after victory.

I can hold a pen and write and paint again. Today, the emperor is in a good mood. He spreads out silk at the Dragon Pavilion in the palace and paints "The Picture of Auspicious Cranes".

There were many people following him, including Wang Fu and Liang Shicheng, of course, as well as many people from the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy. They accompanied the emperor in painting, either helping him or being taught painting skills by the emperor himself.

Among them, there was a young man standing at the end of the crowd, standing on tiptoe to look inside, wanting to learn more. His name was Zhang Zeduan, but in the scene before him, he was not important, just a very small character.

Just look at the moment when Zhao Ji raised his brush and put down his pen, the spirit of the white crane jumped out on the paper, vivid and lifelike. He also said to the left and right: "Look, there are thousands of different shapes and forms, each facing one side, with black, red and white..."

Wang Fu, who was standing beside him, praised him: "Your Majesty's skills are much stronger now than before!"

"Look more, watch more, and see more. The cranes I drew before were too artificial, a little too stereotyped, and not natural. When I draw them again today, they are really different!"

The emperor was really immersed in it, and he taught the class in person today and was even more serious.

"The official's attainments in painting are unrivaled in ancient and modern times!" Liang Shicheng was even better at boasting.

The emperor waved his hand: "I dare not say that..."

After saying this, he put down his brush. He would not finish the painting today, but was just teaching. He raised his hands left and right: "Everyone, come and take a look..."

Many people from the Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy gathered around to watch.

The voices of praise came one after another, and Zhang Zeduan even leaned forward and stood on tiptoe to praise them.

The emperor sat down in the pavilion, where tea and food had already been prepared.

After picking up a small cake and taking a bite, the emperor asked, "Why hasn't Tan Zhen brought any good news?"

Wang Fu immediately replied: "Perhaps it is because this is his first time in battle, so he is very humble and does not take credit for it."

"Alas... Secretary Tong is old. How long can we rely on him for everything? Send a letter and ask Tan Zhen. If you have any merits, don't hide them. Just report them. This is also a test for him..."

The emperor finished his cakes and served tea.

"I will obey your order and write to you right away." Wang Fu answered seriously.

"We can't entrust all the affairs of the Privy Council to one person. Think about it, is there anyone else who can be used? If Tan Zhen is not capable, someone else will have to take over."

The emperor has his own way of thinking.

Wang Fu pretended to think about it, and after thinking for a long time, he replied: "Your Majesty, please wait a little longer. Tan Zhen is modest, and he may be embarrassed to report his small achievements. Once he has made great achievements, he will be unable to hide them. If by some chance... Tan Zhen is really unusable, there are not many people in the court who know military affairs, and it is even harder to find someone who knows military affairs and is steady..."

The emperor put down his teacup and said, "Hmm? Otherwise, I remembered someone. In the victory report this time, Su Wu and Su Ziqing were mentioned repeatedly. How could Lord Wang forget Cheng Wanli? Su Ziqing was promoted by Cheng Wanli. I heard that he is also Cheng Wanli's engaged son-in-law. Cheng Wanli also knows military affairs!"

Wang Fu laughed immediately: "Oh! It's true. If the emperor hadn't mentioned it, I would have missed him. At first, I thought that the bandits in Jingdong were only 30 to 50,000 people, which was nothing compared to the traitor Fang La, so I didn't think of him. Now I think about it again, Su Wu is very good at fighting, and Cheng Wanli is definitely not a mediocre person."

"Yes, that's the truth! The last time I saw him, I didn't say much to him, which was a pity. I should have taken it as a test then."

The emperor was also smiling, looking quite pleased with himself, which showed that he was good at judging people.

"Your Majesty, there is no rush. We just need to wait until the southern bandits are pacified. Prime Minister Tong Shu seems to be still healthy. We can just come back to test him one by one. If Tan Zhen is suitable, then it will be Tan Zhen. After all, he was born as a eunuch. If Tan Zhen is really unsuitable, it won't be too late for Cheng Wanli to come back to test him..."

Wang Fu answered like this.

The emperor nodded and said, "Well, there is no hurry. However, I heard that the Liao people are losing ground. Now that the matter in the north has been decided, the time will come. We must not miss this opportunity to recover Yanyun!"

"If Yanyun is recovered, the emperor will be remembered in history and praised for generations to come!"

"I just hope to live up to our ancestors!" The emperor smiled slightly, unable to conceal the expectation in his eyes, and added: "I also hope that Tong Shumi will be in better health. I feel uneasy about handing over such a big thing to anyone else. Only Tong Shumi can make me feel safe!"

Wang Fu's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he still smiled: "Yes, speaking of military affairs, no one can compare to Prime Minister Tong Shu now, and only he can make people feel at ease."

"It is my blessing to have pillars of the country like you in the court." Zhao Ji said this seriously.

"How dare I, how dare I, I absolutely do not deserve such words from the emperor." Wang Fu was humble.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Su Wu wrote a new poem in Huzhou. It's really well written. Let the music group sing it!" The emperor waved to Liang Shicheng.

Liang Shicheng went to make arrangements himself.

How did the emperor know Su Wu's new poem? It was the credit of Xing Yue, the prefect of Huzhou. In fact, it was not only Xing Yue's credit, but also the credit of those courtesans.

In some occasions, Zhao Ji had another source of information, that is, Li Shishi in Fanlou. Zhao Ji would go to meet Li Shishi privately. Su Wu's poem about plum blossoms is very graceful, and it sounds good when sung in a song. It is very popular in the building.

Wang Fu, who was standing beside him, also praised him: "He is both civil and military, he is truly both civil and military! Our Song Dynasty has produced many talented people, all of whom are worthy of the emperor!"

But Zhao Ji suddenly said: "Su Ziqing should also be tested and taught well. Although he is young, he will surely achieve extraordinary success in the future..."

Wang Fu nodded repeatedly. It wasn't that he felt helpless, but a lot of thoughts came to his mind.

As soon as Wang Fu had satisfied the emperor, he left the palace.

On the way, Liang Shicheng accompanied him.

The two have a very close relationship. How good can their relationship be?

Wang Fu deliberately bought a house next to Liang Shicheng's house. In the past, when Wang Fu was not yet powerful, the coming and going of valuable gifts was common, and he treated Liang Shicheng like a father.

The two mansions even had side doors in the walls so they could visit each other as if they were at home.

While walking on the palace road, Liang Shicheng came and said, "The emperor said that he likes Su Wu very much..."

Wang Fu naturally recognized the words and immediately said, "It's easy to say. When the war is over, let him come to Beijing!"

"What do you mean?" Liang Shicheng asked.

"Prime Minister Liang, you said he was just a military man, but why did he write lyrics so frequently?" Wang Fu smiled.

"Haha...seeking fame and reputation?" Liang Shicheng seemed to have understood.

"It's just like that. If he wants to get promoted and become a civil servant, as long as he has this thought, there won't be much Tong Guan can do to help him." Wang Fu was in a dilemma.

"You want to do it?" Liang Shicheng asked.

"I'm here just to..." Wang Fu nodded.

"Then Zi Wuyou, you are really good at seeing through people's minds. If you can really recruit Su Ziqing to your sect, Cheng Wanli should also meet him. This way...it will save us a lot of trouble."

"As long as we have Su Wu, we don't have to worry about not having Cheng Wanli. How many years can Tong Guan live? How can Cheng Wanli not consider the future?" Wang Fu took steps forward, but was still one body length slower than Liang Shicheng.

This shows the level of relationship between the two people, and it is obvious that Liang Shicheng is the one in the higher position.

But Liang Shicheng continued, "Recently, Cai You has been coming to the palace frequently, and every time he comes he has something new to offer, which the emperor is very pleased with..."

Wang Fu frowned at the hidden meaning in his words and couldn't help saying, "Is that old man Cai Jing still thinking about making a comeback? He's almost buried, but he's still thinking about taking power?"

Liang Shicheng didn't say much, and his meaning was simple, which was to tell Wang Fu to be on guard and to be more cautious.

Wang Fu added: "Prime Minister Liang, rest assured, I will never let that old bastard Cai Jing rise again."

"Governments value friendship..." Liang Shicheng came to remind them.

The emperor really values ​​friendship. Cai Jing, and even the entire Cai family, have been with the emperor for so many years. This friendship is the key.

Wang Fu frowned again: "I will think of more ways to please the emperor."

"You just need to reflect on yourself..." Liang Shicheng seemed calm and composed. He was like a thousand-year-old pine tree that would not fall down, and also because the government valued friendship.

The two chatted slowly, and walked slowly out of the palace, going home, their home was also in the same place.

However, after the two men left, the Privy Council sent a memorial to the palace and it was piled on the emperor's desk.

The emperor relaxed for a day and sat down at his desk, flipping through the memorials on the table. He was too lazy to read most of them, but he saw the name of Su Wu, the commander-in-chief of the two armies in Jingdong.

He was actually quite interested, so he picked it up and flipped through it. He started to frown as he read. He had just said that Tan Zhen was modest, but now Su Wu's memorial impeaching Tan Zhen had arrived, listing all the charges...

The emperor frowned when he saw this, threw the memorial on the table, and shouted, "Come on, take this memorial to the Secretariat!"

Even if it was sent to Wang Fu, it was a troublesome matter, really annoying. His good mood of the day was suddenly gone, so he didn't bother to care about it.

I just got up and thought about where to go at night. Master Li in Fanlou was the one who understood my feelings the most.

Outside Fuyang City, Xin Xingzong was distributing money and mobilizing people.

The soldiers were very happy to receive the money. Eighty strings of cash was really a lot.

While handing out the money, Xin Xingzong earnestly explained what to do tomorrow...

They got up early, before daybreak, cooked, and began to line up, heading for a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Outside Jiande City, there was also extensive digging and construction going on. The soldiers were sweating profusely and the craftsmen were busy.

Outside Qingxi City, Su Wu personally led Wu Song and several thousand soldiers to arrive overnight, set up camp, and also led light cavalry to circle the city to scout the enemy situation.

Fang La was still sleeping when he suddenly heard Fang Jie shouting outside: "Holy Lord, Holy Lord, the Song army is besieging the city!"

Fang La suddenly woke up from his sleep: "What?"

"The Song army has arrived outside Qingxi City!" Fang Jie shouted again, and he was the only one who dared to shout like that.

Fang La stood up quickly, with his maids waiting on him. He put on a yellowish-brown robe and walked out of the door. He was actually a little panicked: "Why are the Song army here? What's going on in Jiande? Has the city been breached?"

"There is no sign of the defeated soldiers retreating from Jiande, so it should be safe." Fang Jie replied.

Even now that the scouts are blocked, there are too many cavalrymen of the government army, and the area between Jiande and Qingxi has been blocked.

Fang La felt relieved when he heard this. He thought for a moment and said, "How many soldiers does Su Wu have? How dare he besiege two cities at the same time? Come with me and take a look..."

He went out and rode his horse towards the city.

Just looking around, the camp set up by the government troops was not very large, so Fang La felt more relaxed because they had fewer people.

Fang La said, "With such a small number of troops, you want to attack Qingxi City! Su Wu is really dreaming!"

Fang La's confidence returned for two reasons. First, the soldiers in Qingxi City were truly elite and were all Fang La's most trusted confidants. A few months ago, these people had followed him in the uprising and were extremely brave.

The second is that Fang Jie is by his side. Fang Jie is even more powerful than the four marshals.

It would be a foolish dream for the government troops to come with thousands of troops and break through Qingxi.

Fang Jie came and asked, "Saint Lord, do you want me to go out and fight? I will beat the government troops to pieces."

Fang La saw the fast riders running around the city and shook his head: "No need, just rely on the high walls, there is enough food and grass in the city, and let Su Wu delay here!"

Fang Jie also saw the fast cavalry coming around, so he said, "It would be great if I had these fast horses! The government troops can use these fast horses to do whatever they want. If I have a group of fast cavalry in the future, I will be invincible."

There are few horses in the south, and they are mountain horses and short ponies.

How could Fang Jie not envy those strong and fast horses outside the city?
"As long as you win this time, you will have a fast rider in your hands." Fang La encouraged.

"Don't worry, Lord. The soldiers of Qingxi are all elite and trusted. The people of Qingxi are also loyal to us. We will win this battle!"

Fang Jie's words were true. Fang La really didn't cause much harm to Qingxi. Qingxi was also Fang La's real base, and people's hearts were really with him.

This is also one of the real reasons why Fang La must return to Qingxi. Only here can he feel at ease.

Even Jiande, which is dozens of miles away, had also experienced burning, killing and looting. At that time, they had just started to gain momentum and had just captured a big city. They had nothing and could not even afford to eat tomorrow. They had no choice but to do this...

After Jiande, Fang La himself did not burn, kill, and loot. Instead, he immediately asked all shareholders to raise their flags to support him. Many cities were not taken by Fang La. Before he arrived, the cities fell as soon as the righteous flags were raised. They were waiting to welcome the Holy Lord Fang La...

This is the case in most of the fifty or sixty counties.

At this moment, the group of fast riders suddenly stopped not far from the city, and the leader was also looking up at the top of the city.

That man was Su Wu, who was standing at the foot of the city. His ochre-yellow robe was too conspicuous on the top of the city wall, which was why Su Wu stopped here.

Fang La and Su Wu looked at each other face to face for the first time, but they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

Su Wu suddenly rode his horse closer, until he was within a hundred steps, and stopped after seventy or eighty steps.

Fang La was also looking at him. On the top of the city wall, someone was drawing a bow and putting an arrow on it. Fang Jie was asking, "Sage, are you going to shoot or not?"

Fang La did not answer for a moment.

Seeing that there were no arrows on the city wall, Su Wu led a hundred or so personal guards, broke away from the main group, and moved closer, stopping after about thirty or forty steps.

The two of them really looked at each other and could even see each other's general appearance.

Su Wu spoke first: "But Fang La?"

Fang La's face darkened. He hadn't heard his own name for a long time, so he also came to ask: "Are you Su Wu?"

"I am Su Wu!" Su Wu nodded.

"You thief, don't be so arrogant. I will make you return my son's life!" Fang La was already very excited.

"I can't repay your son's life, but I want your life too. How about you bring your men out to fight me?" Su Wu laughed at the foot of the city and looked around. There were quite a lot of iron armor on the top of the city. Looking left and right, there were armor everywhere.

Although this city is small, it will definitely be difficult to attack!

Jiande is difficult to attack, and Qingxi is also difficult to attack. It is really difficult to get the credit.

"You bastard, just wait there, just wait there..." Fang La, wearing a ochre-yellow robe, raised his hand and pointed at Su Wu, his whole body trembling with excitement.

After hearing these two words, Su Wu knew what kind of person Fang La was. Although he was wearing a ochre-yellow robe, it could not hide his true nature as a country bumpkin.

This attempt was very fruitful.

Su Wu really answered: "I'll wait for you!"

After saying this, Su Wu rode his horse back.

Then Fang La shouted, "Shoot, shoot, shoot!"

Su Wu was not afraid of being shot, as he was wearing iron armor and there was no Pang Wanchun on the city wall. Fang La could not even make a crossbow, so he just rode his horse forward, surrounded by his many personal guards, and soon he was far away.

But he came back soon. Why?
They brought more than a dozen crossbows, and after being shot at, Su Wu was ready to shoot back.

Fang La must be allowed to see things that he has never seen.

Three or four hundred steps away, the crossbow began to buzz and a huge feather arrow flew away.

The man in the ochre-yellow robe was still on the top of the city wall, but suddenly disappeared. It was Fang Jie who was hiding in the battlement holding Fang La, and he said, "Saint Lord, please go down the city quickly."

Fang La lowered his head and cursed: "You bastard, you bastard! I must catch him, skin him, pull out his tendons, and fry him in a pan!"

This is not a lie. There are fifty or sixty prefectures and cities, and all the officials, regardless of their reputation, use the same method. Fang La hated these Song officials to the core.

After cursing for a while, Fang La left the city.

Fang La gave the order: "Send someone out of the city at night to Shezhou to mobilize Wang Yin and Pang Wanchun to bring the best troops. This time we must capture Su Wu under Qingxi City! And see how Su Wu kowtows to me and begs for mercy!"

"Understood!" Fang Jie nodded on the side.

(Brothers, I have more than 7,000 words, but I will update it now. I feel uncomfortable today and cannot write any more. Please forgive me! Fang La’s storyline is about to end…)
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