Zhang Zhengxin held the musket in his hand tightly, and the joints of his fingers gradually turned white, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from his forehead. At this distance, he could easily shoot Fang Mingqian's forehead. What if he shot it? Although the scouts could take advantage of the chaos of the officers and soldiers without a leader to get the chance to get out, can they escape the punishment of conscience? Returning to Peking, he went to the King of Yan and the brothers of the Northern Army that he personally killed Fang Mingqian, who had stepped on the old nest of the Japanese pirates, to show off his own decisive actions?

The scout who was reconnaissing the enemy situation together felt Zhang Zhengxin's hesitation and whispered, "Boss, I will lead them away, and then you will take your brothers away."

"No", Zhang Zhengxin grabbed his partner and slowly retreated to the depths of the alley. While retreating, he lay on the scout's ear and said, "You go, it's useless to die alone. That person is the little overlord Fang Mingqian."

The scout was slightly stunned, willingly gave up struggling, and followed his boss to escape into the darkness. The little overlord Fang Mingqian was no less famous in the army than Cao Zhen and Wu Anguo. In front of these veteran generals who fought for life, they were indeed as Zhang Zhengxin said, and they were just going to die. He could have expected that the "bandits" would evacuate from Shuiximen, and would not give up the level here easily.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the scouts were anxiously waiting for their leader Zhang Zhengxin to make a decision. Time was too late, and as soon as the sky was dawn, everyone didn't even have a place to bury.

It was still cold and the chilly spring breeze swept across Zhang Zhengxin's handsome cheeks and blew the blood on his face. At this point, he could only share his life with his life. He felt a slight pain in his heart. He made a brief arrangement and arranged for his officers to lead the scouts to take the door in the chaos. He took two accurate followers to climb over the wall and sneaked into the city wall from the eaves of the house.

Fang Mingqian's handsome flag appeared in front of him again. Zhang Zhengxin glanced at the two followers and whispered again: "Click the general who led the team, and then we can't run there. If we can't run away, we will kill ourselves by pulling the grenade. No matter what, don't people recognize that we are brothers of the Zhenbei Army."

After killing Fang Mingqian, he did not plan to return to Peiping. The fire hat with the grenade in his arms had been chosen. He killed his comrades of that year with his own hands and led the pursuers away, he would give the whole world an explanation.

The two scouts nodded together, showing a firm look in their eyes. Three muskets poked out from behind the roof of a house, and Fang Mingqian's broad forehead gradually became clear in the sight.

"Coaxing", the violent explosion made the earth tremble, and in the middle of the capital, a flame rose into the air.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's gone," bursts of exclamations came from behind, interrupting the movements of Zhang Zhengxin and others. He gave the entourage a pause gesture. Zhang Zhengxin turned around and looked around. It was the palace, and someone set fire to Emperor Antai's nest.

There was a noise from the officers and soldiers at the city gate, and Fang Mingqian was so angry that he was filled with smoke. The structure of the capital was the West and the North were rich. Those who lived in the west were all nobles. Something happened in the capital, ordinary officers and soldiers did not dare to search the house, alarming the owner of the mansion. The "thieves" had the greatest possibility of escaping from here. Although he expected that this place was a must-pass for robbers, he did not dare to delay here because he was concerned about the safety of Emperor Antai. He had no choice but to leave dozens of people to guard the city gate and ran towards the palace with his soldiers.

Zhang Zhengxin jumped down the eaves. With the strength of the scouts, he attacked the city gate and solved the remaining officers and soldiers. I don’t know who fired this timely fire. Zhou Chongwen has not caught up yet, so he is probably tripped by the same group of people. I don’t know who the sacred person is, and the methods are really admirable.

"Head, someone is looking for you." Seeing the leader returning safely, the scout who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward to report.

"Who", Zhang Zhengxin asked alertly, a man in black appeared in the scout team. This man was very capable. He actually approached the scout during this time he left and obtained a new job for everyone.

"I came out of the corner door of the big yard next to me, and gave it to us through the door." The scout officer stepped forward and stuffed a hard glass card into Zhang Zhengxin's hand. The man in black then stepped forward and said softly in Zhang Zhengxin's ear: "Don't force it, go with me." His voice was old and powerless, but he had a faint majesty that could not be rejected.

The glass was oval and flat, and Zhang Zhengxin used the touch from the palm of his hand to find out the word "Wuwei" on it, a picture of Huairou landscape. He played with that place since he was a child. It was a personal item for Guo Pu, the magistrate of Huairou County. Wu'anguo first refined glass, and once cast an oval glass pendant for each of his relatives and friends around him. The glass was valuable back then, and it was difficult to build an oval shape. Those who could get a piece of glass toy were as if they were treasured. Now glass is no longer as valuable as it was back then. Only the old Huairou people would cherish this thing and always keep it with them.

The other party should be an acquaintance if he could get the objects beside Guo Pu. Zhang Zhengxin nodded and led the scouts to follow the old man.

The fire in the direction of the palace was getting bigger and bigger, with gongs and alarm calls, panic shouts, and footsteps of the officers and soldiers rushing to put out the fire, and from time to time, a few cold guns were dotted from them, setting off the bustling of the first month. Almost every road, officers and soldiers rushed towards the palace, and several teams of officers and soldiers ran past the scouts. Some officers and soldiers even saw figures in the alley, but their footsteps were still constantly. In the chaotic moment, no one could care about the group of unknown people hiding in the alley.

The old man was obviously very familiar with the capital. He had already taken everyone from the west to the north of the city. Zhang Zhengxin observed the old man several times by using the firelight, but could not recognize the other person's identity. The man was covered in black clothes, his whole face was covered in black cloth, and only his eyes were exposed. He was obviously not too young, and although his steps were vigorous, the heavy breathing sounds were clearly heard while walking.

In front of a small bridge, the old man stopped, picked up several stones, threw them into the stinky water surface in groups of three or two.

"Wave, wave", "Wave, wave, wave", "Wave, wave"... The rhythmic sound of water drifting is highlighted in a noisy environment.

At what time the candlelight came, five open boats that cleaned the silt of the river channel sailed out from under the bridge, and the smell was pungent.

"Go on the boat", the old man gave an order and jumped onto the deck first. The scouts breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the boat one after another regardless of the filth.

This is a garbage ship that is specifically responsible for cleaning up the dirty and messy things in the ditches and sewage canals in the capital. The hull is long and has a large load. The arrival of the scouts did not add much burden to the fleet. The person who commanded the fleet was an old man in gray, who seemed to be familiar with the old man in black. When the scouts all got on the ship, nodded to each other, several dredging ships lined up, and sailed towards Xuanwu Lake without any haste along the waterway. The soldiers guarding the waterway gates were used to this kind of ship that entered the city in darkness and left the city at dawn, and exuded a disgusting smell. Several iron railings along the way were successfully released, and no one noticed that there were more than half of the more workers working on the ship tonight. No wonder the soldiers were careless. At this moment, the palace had already had a turmoil, and who could still care about the idle business of canal mud.

The firelight reflected half of the sky red. Not far from the palace, the Beihai Prince Chang Chengzu was covered in dust, standing in the yard watching the fire with joy.

Around him, Zhan Wujiu and a scholar with an extremely beautiful face pointed at each other, guessing the chaotic scenes of the palace, and laughed softly from time to time.

Zhu Jiangyan, the general manager of the Ming Dynasty Customs, Zhan Zhen, the boss of the Zhan merchant group, and Wu Sihan, the former chief minister of Dali Temple who was robbed under the order, were all in the yard. Tonight was a gathering of heroes that had not been seen for many years.

"It's so satisfying. I'd known that I could burn so much, so I'd get a few more fires around and come back." The son of General Chang Mao, the son of King Chang Chengzu of the North Sea, said with unfulfilled intentions.

"It's a pity that the shot didn't hit the main person. If I had known that Zhou Chongwen was the leader, I would have hit him in the head." Zhan Wujiu was so excited that he rubbed his hands repeatedly. His father and uncle were both from the bodyguards, and the family members immediately worked hard. The man in black who sniped the pursuers tonight was led by him.

Zhu Jiangyan, the chief general of the Ming Dynasty Customs, was so angry that he was so angry that he reached out to Zhan Wujiu's forehead that he burst into tears and scolded him unhappily: "No, no, no, what if you are shocked, what if you are shocked? Do you still think this world is not messy enough?"! He was the old subordinate of Emperor Antai. Although Zhu Biao was not liked later, after all, the monarch and ministers had been in his heart for many years, he was concerned about the safety of his old boss Zhu Biao.

"Uncle Zhu, don't worry, your confused emperor is stable. The one who caught fire is the court room, and it will not burn the emperor's bedroom for a while. Besides, there are so many palace guards who can't save the fire, and will not run away with the emperor on their backs? But it will be very troublesome for you to go to court tomorrow. The court room is gone, and everyone has no place to vent privately and quarrel with the quarrel." The beautiful scholar next to Zhan Wujiu retorted, his voice was not loud, and he had a little bit of immatureness with his little daughter's tenderness, but he was a little mean.

Zhu Jiangyan choked and glared at the young people fiercely, and stopped talking. This girl was Wu'anguo's daughter. She seemed to have not inherited much of Wu'anguo's steadyness, but she learned Liu Ling's tricky and weirdness back then. Everyone agreed to rescue Bo Wenyuan in the Wu'an country, and she also went to the capital to join in the fun.

After the strategy of joining several ministers to plead for Bo Wenyuan failed, Wu Sihan decided to use force. This old man was not as reckless as Zhang Zhengxin. He disguised himself as a prison visit to meet Bo Wenyuan in advance, and the prison robbery plan was also rejected by Bo Chen. Just as everyone was looking for other opportunities in the capital, an old acquaintance who was working in the yamen came quietly and informed Wu Sihan of another group of people rescuing Bo Wenyuan.

The first explosion sounded tonight, and Wu Sihan immediately sent his men out. Finally, he set out in time and successfully helped Zhang Zhengxin escape from danger. According to the rewards of his brothers, the soldiers and horses of various cities rushed to the palace to put out the fire, and it was not difficult to get out of the door. Besides, in addition to Wu Sihan's group, there was another strong figure who decided to intervene.

Seeing that Zhu Jiangyan was always concerned about Zhu Biao's safety, Wu Sihan shook his head and smiled, reached out to pat Zhu Er on the shoulder of Su Su, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhu, have you not seen the face of the foolish monarch in the palace at this time?"

Zhu Jiangyan also shook his head, reached out and moved Wu Sihan's big hand from his shoulder, avoided two steps to the side, and said seriously: "I am not a cruel person today. He is in that position, and he has difficulties in that position. Zhu felt very guilty about doing this. I am the word "spoiled king". Please don't mention it again, Brother Wu!"

After hearing Zhu Erhard's words, Wu Sihan laughed instead of anger: "Okay, Emperor Antai is not a foolish monarch, Wu admits his mistake. But which emperor in the world is a real foolish monarch? Who doesn't want people to say that it is Yao, Shun, Yu and Tang? Even if it was Emperor Yang of Sui who had lost his country, did he admire Emperor Taizong of Tang when talking about the way of governing the country? Brother Zhu made a point. There was a difficulty in that position. The sky I saw was only as big as the palace wall, such as the imperial envoy, the Department of Justice, and the quarrels in small matters. When encountering big things, they wouldn't collude to fool him. At that position, hehe, how smart people would go up and not be a fool, they would be a sucker."

Zhu Er, Gusu, was extremely dissatisfied with current affairs, but was loyal to Emperor Antai. He was helpless to get involved in the matter tonight. Before touching his pocket, Bo Chen asked someone to return his gold medal for death before being arrested. He took a few more steps to avoid him, and raised his voice to refute: "Is it the same to be an emperor and a prince? His family is a big business, so naturally he will inevitably be negligent. Besides, as Brother Wu said, anyone who goes up is a sucker, even if the emperor in the north is still the same?"

Several young men who watched the fire were attracted by his and Wu Sihan's words, and slowly gathered over, surrounded the two of them, and found out what had happened that made the two people who were over forty years arguing like a cockfight.

Wu Sihan glanced at everyone and raised his voice: "What Brother Zhu said is very true. If he still follows the current rules, of course, no one can be better than anyone who becomes an emperor. Have you ever thought about why he drove away a tyrant and pushed a kind king up, and the people of the world would suffer as much as they would.

Zhu Er nodded, shook his head again, sighed without words. The prince Zhu Biao was recognized as the lord of kindness. Although the means of seizing the throne became more intense, he was expected to ascend the throne early. For more than ten years, Zhu Jiangyan almost watched helplessly as the treasury gradually became empty and the country's vitality slowly withered. Emperor Antai also turned from wise to domineering under the pressure of the dynasty. He had thought about these questions, but could not find a clear answer.

Wu Sihan smiled and continued, "In fact, it's not just Brother Zhu who is thinking, Master Wu is thinking, Lord Guo is thinking, and Wu is thinking, everyone with a clever mind in the world is thinking. When Wu was determined to be a clean official and kill all the treacherous and slandered people in the world. When he really became an official, he found that many places were in control. No matter how old the official was, even if he became an emperor, under this rule, he could not change the fact that the government's actions of oppressing the people became increasingly serious. As Wu Hou said, one day he would suppress the people, and that day he would suffer another life."

This passage is extremely incisive. Zhan Wujiu, Wu Zheng, and Chang Chengzu were all attracted. Everyone looked at Wu Sihan expectantly, hoping that he could draw a conclusion. The emperor was a sucker. He could not help but become an official. Although everyone was happy tonight, it was just happy and could not solve the current political situation. How about burning the Chaofang? How about building the new Chaofang on site in a few months? It must be more beautiful and luxurious than the original one. How about burning Zhu Biao? The new emperor still expelled the constitution.

"In the past ten years, Wu was happy and thought hard. Finally, he finally realized that it was not the emperor who was wrong, but the rules were wrong. If you can't think of a foolish monarch or a corrupt official, it's not as simple as changing an emperor, but you have to change a rule. We have changed too many emperors throughout the ages, so we don't have to care how long it takes to use it."

Someone seemed to have said this a long time ago, but everyone didn't listen. Zhan Zhen raised his head and looked at Wu Sihan in surprise. The original owner of the words pondered for many years, and said the problem, but could not explain the solution, or what new rules would be needed to get this country out of the cycle of fate. Everyone was already disappointed with him. Today, I didn't expect that Wu Sihan would hear this again. Could it be that this hero who aroused his grudges and revenge had any good salvation?

Zhu Jiangyan was also surprised. Obviously, it was not the first time he heard this, and he agreed with it. He changed his attitude of asking for advice and stared at Wu Sihan's eyes. Zhu Er, Su Su, asked: "Zhu has heard of this sentence for a long time, but that person also said that he didn't know how to solve this mystery, and even said that the solution he knew might not be suitable for this dynasty."

Wu Sihan smiled again. His goal had been achieved. A few days ago, he had already realized that he was getting older and older, and the days of surviving the world were coming to an end. What needs to be done now is to prevent the young men in front of him from choosing the happy but meaningless path of surviving the world. He had already explored a vague answer. He wanted to hand over this answer to Chang Chengzu, Zhan Wujiu, and these teenagers who acted more decisively and without concern.

"If you rely on this person in everything, then what is the difference between this person and a wise monarch? Wu is unwilling to be driven by the emperor, but he is willing to work hard for this person. He is not for anything else, because this person has not stopped looking for answers for more than ten years. Maybe his method is wrong, but he has indeed insisted on looking for it. So Wu went to find it with him instead of complaining about him or watching him laugh at him."

This man was his father's confidant. Wu Zheng looked at the legendary monster in front of him who was ordered to rob. Everyone in the yard knew that at the moment when Wu'anguo's reputation was the most powerful, he could easily push Zhu Di to the stage to replace Zhu Biao, or he could easily be powerful, be more than ten thousand people, and even use the emperor's support to force the things he insisted on. But he did not do so and chose to retreat.

This is also the main reason why the Zhan brothers, the late Zhang Wu, Yang Da, and many old friends in the new policy were dissatisfied with Wu'an Kingdom. People have seen the benefits brought by Wu'an Kingdom and hoped that Wu'an Kingdom could solve all problems happily. Over the years, people have used to calling Wu'an Kingdom the Marquis of Wu, not Wu'an Gong, and their expectations for him were like Zhuge Wu's Marquis of the past. However, in the impossible, they created a possibility with their own strength. However, few people have thought that when Wu'an Kingdom was in power, he still knew as clearly as bystanders about the situation, and would he be a sucker who was fooled by others. Whether his political ideas, in the face of thousands of years of habitual forces, easily left the shape and became another Confucianism after the Han Dynasty.

"In fact, Wu Hou has never given up, but everyone gave up on searching and counted on others in everything, so he felt that Wu Hou gave up." After a while, Wu Sihan continued, "Wu did not dare to be lazy, so he argued for Wu Hou and also talked to everyone about his own ideas. In fact, the Ming Dynasty is no longer the original Ming Dynasty. In recent years, the Southern Confucianism insisted on order, the Northern Confucianism defended equality, Taoism advocated inaction, and Buddhism advocated redemption. At the root, it was seen that the implementation of those things was no longer suitable for the present. Wu thought that there was no fundamental conflict in all of this. The first step to achieving equality is to change order first, pull down the things that are high above, and let people with only the four corners of the palace be as wide as the four corners of the palace be so big as the four corners of the palace. The first step to inaction is to regulate the power of the government and let the people take care of their own affairs."

Regulate the power of the government and let the people take charge of their own affairs. Zhan Zhen nodded. If that were the case, his industry would not have to spend so much money every year, and the operating costs in Jiangnan would not continue to increase. However, even in the six northern provinces, there are still people like Zhu Di who are just talking about it. Can this resolute and decisive prince agree to these requirements?

The ship carrying garbage in the river slowly sailed out of Xuanwu Lake and entered the river along the waterway. An unmarked fast ship was anchored in the middle of the river. It was obviously one of the old men in black and gray who arranged the boats to wait here in advance and sent everyone back north.

"The wind is strong on the river, and I am unable to send it far away. This boat is sufficiently supplies and can go directly to the sea. Please ask all the heroes to board the boat." The old man in black clasped his fists and said to everyone on the boat.

"Can you see my benefactor Gao's name?" Zhang Zhengxin was very grateful after the disaster. He pulled down his masked black scarf and threw it into the river. He bowed and thanked him, and asked the other party to leave his name.

"I was entrusted by someone and dared not take credit. If General Zhang is truly grateful for what I did, please go back and say a few good words in front of the King of Yan, hoping that the north and the south will have something to do and have a good talk, and do not use rash weapons." The black old man sideways and avoids Zhang Zhengxin's bow and replied lightly. He can call out his name after the other party takes off his masked black scarf, which is obviously an old friend.

The old man in gray also avoided the side of Tsings and whispered: "I have also been entrusted by others to help me. Please give me the thought of the people of the world and try my best to avoid war. After all, with all the swords and weapons, all the people who die are their own people."

Zhang Zhengxin was silent, and the feeling of being uncomfortable at night aimed at Fang Mingqian's forehead was still engraved in his heart. After saluting the two old men again, he said helplessly: "I am obedient to receive teachings, and a righteous heart is not a person who kills people and seeks merit. But the current situation may not be subject to others."

The two old men looked at each other and knew that Zhang Zhengxin was telling the truth. At present, the conflict between the north and the south will only become more and more intense. What the merchants and factory owners in the north hate the most is that the officials in the south will peel their goods layer by layer, or even forcefully buy and sell them. One day they will not be able to bear it and encourage the King of Yan to sweep the world. Besides, even if the north does not rebel, the south will order the slash one day, and it will eventually be a war.

"Well, I hope that Commander Zhang can persuade King Yan to restrain his subordinates and try to avoid the central government and innocent people."

"I hope that Commander Zhang can advise the soldiers of the Northern Army to kill less innocent people. Please forgive me for not sending you far away."

The two old men's answers are the same.

The old man in black was stunned. He looked at the old man in gray and asked strangely: "Why, why don't you return with them?"

The man in gray sighed, feeling indifferent, "These idiots couldn't help Bo Wenyuan, so I naturally have to stay in the capital to accompany the nerd. If I can't save him, I will also send him away. If I leave like this, wouldn't Wenyuan laugh at me for being timid?"

It turned out to be this person. Zhang Zhengxin walked to the old man in gray and bowed for the third time: "Last night, Teacher Bo refused to leave, and it was not the younger generation who did not provide any assistance. I hope the teacher will return north as soon as possible. There will be many winds and rains in the south of the Yangtze River, so it is not a place to live for a long time."

"You northerners are stupid. The uncle wants to learn from Suzi, so you martial artists naturally don't know what he thinks. Sister-in-law drowns, and my uncle helps him. Has the Zhonglie Hou taught you to adapt? If he refuses to come out, you will not knock him out and drag him out. There is no such fool in the world as an opponent, so how lonely I am." The man in gray could not dodge and had to bear the courtesy of Zhang Zhengxin. From the change of his name, the old man knew that Zhang Zhengxin had guessed his identity.

"What's the point of saying this?" The old man in black was a little impatient and interrupted the old man in gray. What he did tonight was not allowed to him, so he was not in a good mood after saving the person.

He sent everyone onto the boat, looked at the sky that was about to be dawn in the east, and then looked at Zhang Zhengxin's eyes that were clear and wise, the old man in gray forced himself to defend himself: "I want to send him a ride, but I don't want someone to deprive him of his right to speak."

"Teacher Bo Chen also said that people's power to think and speak is innate and cannot be deprived of it by anyone." Zhang Zhengxin waved his hand on the deck to say goodbye to the two old men.

"Boy, don't forget to promise us," the old man in black shouted.

"Don't worry, I will convey your words in front of the military advisor." Zhang Zhengxin raised the glass porch in his hand and replied loudly.

"Teacher, who are those two people?"

"Yes, especially the man in gray, why is his speech so sore?"

The uninjured scout surrounded Zhang Zhengxin and asked in a verbal question.

"That person in gray clothes has been fighting with Teacher Bo Chen for twenty years. Can't you guess who he is?" Zhang Zhengxin stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the morning glow in the sky, and answered while moving his limbs.

"It turned out to be him, no wonder he was so dissatisfied with Teacher Bo in his words." An old scholar with a loud voice and wide belt appeared in the scouts' hearts. The big brush was like a knife, and he was always cut into the pain of the new policy in the North. Knowing that this person had been so long, only when he looked on the garbage boat last night, he was the only real and cute one.

"That old man in black seems to be a very powerful person. He actually knows that we are hiding outside his walls. And what he says is unquestionable."

"Yes, these two people said they were entrusted by someone. Who can ask them for help with such a great deal of face? That man in black must be a high-ranking official!"

"Guess it yourself. Actually, I have already pointed out the identity of the man in black. As for whom I asked them, think slowly, I'll go to have a sleep first." Zhang Zhengxin smiled and kept a secret in front of his brothers.
Chapter completed!