The capital had changed a lot in recent months, mainly with the construction of roads, the construction of houses, and the planning of areas. There were more than 100,000 people working in the city, and a lot of manpower and material resources were invested. In fact, as the capital, the geographical environment here was not very good. Zhou Qingfeng had considered whether to move the capital to the south. After all, there was a lack of water and sand, and it was not the heart of China, and the traffic was not good.
However, there were many restrictions to go to the south, so the matter was finally left unsettled.
Now walking on the road to the capital, Yang Jian felt very melancholy. In the past few months, he had been thinking about all kinds of incitement, using more ideas than in the past ten years. But so what? It was no use at all.
The officials of the former Ming Dynasty were subdued by the Revolutionary Army, and the Taisi Fleet, which he had high hopes for, was completely defeated. Not only did the Great Jin Army fail to break through Shanhai Pass, but the Han army killed their way into the grasslands and into the territory of the Mongolians.
The news in the newspaper was about how strong the national army was, how they killed their enemies, and how fearless they were. And the Jianzhou barbarians were like clowns, rude, barbaric, leading beasts to eat people, and extremely stupid. Recently, the royal artist Cai Zhiwei actually published a comic in the newspaper. The story was that the Han men turned into superheroes and saved the suffering people of Liaodong.
Yang Jian did not have to think too much to know that this must be a trick that his junior brother could think of. But since Eunuch Ma's column on the secret history of the palace, Mr. Cai's comic became expensive again, and the people loved to read it. Many people were illiterate, but they could still read the comic with relish. There was no obscure and difficult to understand, but the joy of showing off and slapping people in the face.
And today's newspaper headline was written by Zhou Qingfeng himself, and one could read a murderous ruthlessness between the lines. After reading it, the people naturally felt that their Grand Marshal was a hero, and he should not let those Tartars who had bullied the Han people go. No matter what kind of Tartars they were, only dead Tartars were good Tartars.
With this article setting the tone, the public, who had been arguing about how to deal with the alien races, immediately lined up and agreed with Grand Marshal's wise decision. The flowery thoughts of those scholars in Jiangnan were completely useless. They were exposed by this article and became a laughing stock.
"Sigh … what's there to fight about? Isn't he trying to reason with you? How are you going to fight him? "Yang Jian shook off the newspaper and wandered around on the street for a while before turning around to go back. He didn't know what to do next. At present, the defense line of the Revolutionary Army was stable, and they even had the intention to counterattack. It would be too stupid to go back to Liaodong to be a slave. He had to plan for the future.
"Where do we go next? Jiangnan? Those useless people in Jiangnan won't be able to hold on for long. Once Zhou Qingfeng swept through Liaodong, he would definitely go south. In less than a year or two, not to mention Jiangnan, even Lingnan would be his. Maybe I can only drift overseas. "Yang Jian had been reading the newspaper recently and had been paying attention to some strange news overseas. Especially the land of Dongying, it seemed to be a good place.
Yang Jian bought two catties of braised pork for lunch on the street and looked around all the way to his hidden residence. However, on the way, he suddenly heard noises in front of him. Someone was shouting, "Don't go!" Then he saw Zhang Rushen, the head of the Jin businessmen, jump on the roof on the street and quickly run in his direction.
Yang Jian was quick to see the opportunity. He knew the situation was not good at first glance. His whereabouts must have been exposed and attracted the secret agents of the Revolutionary Army. He turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't dare to run too fast to arouse suspicion. He could only pretend to be afraid and hide in the teahouse on the street.
Zhang Rushen saw Yang Jian at a glance from a high place. In order to escape, he didn't hesitate to lead the pursuers to Yang Jian. When Yang Jian saw him running towards him, he cursed in his heart. Just when he was thinking about how to avoid this disaster, a volley of gunshots came from afar.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The people on the street immediately screamed and ran in all directions. Yang Jian took the opportunity to speed up and blend into the crowd. When he looked back, he saw Zhang Rushen, who was running on the wall, fall from the top of the wall and fall to the ground.
"No matter how high your cultivation is, you can't withstand this gun." Yang Jian sighed in his heart. He was very disappointed.
In the past, no one thought that this gun was very useful because it couldn't be used at any time like a knife or a gun, let alone run around with it. But recently, the secret agents of the Revolutionary Army were equipped with flintlock guns. They could hide the ammunition in their clothes and take it out to give people a fierce blow. Who knew how many heroes with profound cultivations had met with great misfortune because of this, and all of them had fallen.
Zhang Rushen, who fell to the ground, reached out to Yang Jian and shouted, "Save me!" while spitting out blood. But Yang Jian had already fled a hundred meters away. When he looked back and saw that no one was chasing him, he was relieved.
"Sigh … Zhang Rushen is finished. I'm afraid Liu Fucheng is also in danger." Yang Jian shook his head. He felt that he couldn't stay in the capital anymore. He had to leave immediately. But he couldn't leave empty-handed. He had to bring some money to travel thousands of miles. He was also a cunning rabbit with three burrows. He had hidden some gold and silver elsewhere.
Yang Jian went around the city for a long time. Finally, he went out of the city and found a broken temple near Tong Zhou. He jumped over the wall and entered. However, he was stunned the moment he jumped in. He saw that there was actually a square table in the dilapidated temple that was overgrown with weeds. There were two chairs beside the table, and Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on one of the chairs.
Dishes and wine were laid out on the square table. Zhou Qingfeng raised his cup and took a sip. He turned to look at Yang Jian, who had jumped in, and said faintly, "Senior, long time no see. You've grown quite a bit. The hiding place you found was hard to find. My men followed you for more than half a month before they found all the traces of your group. "
Yang Jian's face turned green and white. He kept his posture of jumping over the wall for a long time. When Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and said, "Junior Brother, how have you been? You're already a big shot now, but you're still thinking about this Senior Brother. You actually made me, your Senior Brother, feel ashamed and ashamed. "
"Sit." Zhou Qingfeng put down his glass and pointed to the seat opposite him. "You and I are brothers, but we've never had a good drink. Come on, this is a rare opportunity. If you miss it, there won't be a next time. "
Yang Jian laughed when he heard this, but his heart was bitter and sour. He knew that he couldn't escape, so he stood up and walked to the square table and sat down. Zhou Qingfeng personally poured wine for him. This was the first time the two brothers sat down and clinked glasses.
Yang Jian drank three glasses in a row. Tears welled up in his eyes. He let out a long sigh. "Unexpected, unexpected! Master painstakingly wanted to find the real dragon, but the real dragon was right in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it. Junior Brother, you're going to be the Emperor soon, right? Have you chosen the day? "
"I don't want to be the Emperor." Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Others want to be the Emperor, but I don't."
"If you don't become the Emperor, who will?" Yang Jian poured himself another glass. "You're still not telling the truth to your Senior Brother at this time. That's not good enough."
"I'm not lying to you. I really don't want to be the Emperor. I'm not calm enough. I'm not the kind of person who can sit still. I'll go crazy if I have to stay in the Forbidden City every day to deal with memorials. "Zhou Qingfeng picked up his chopsticks and picked up a few mouthfuls of beef. He and Yang Jian were like old friends meeting and chatting. "I once told you that there were no Emperors in the era I came from."
"That was four hundred years later, but it's four hundred years ago now. You don't want to be the Emperor because you really can be the Emperor. But if you don't want to be the Emperor, will your subordinates agree? "Yang Jian shook his head and picked up his chopsticks to eat and drink. He didn't stand on ceremony at all.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Yang Jian said again, "Junior Brother, I think you're a very pretentious person."
"Why do you say that?"
"If you weren't so stubborn at that time and said a few soft words to Master, Master might have protected you. Actually, I told Master that you changed the fate of heaven when you came to Daming. Maybe you're the real dragon. It's a pity … "Yang Jian ate a few more mouthfuls." You're arrogant and unwilling to bow your head. Master felt that he couldn't control you, so naturally they fell out.
Master has been in the East Faction Guards for a long time and doesn't trust anyone. You're so disobedient, so he had to find Hwang Tae-gil. But I didn't expect that you, kid, really can't be suppressed by just anyone. You've worked your way up. You really are the life of a real dragon! I advise you not to be pretentious. If you want to be the Emperor, then be it. No one will say anything about it. "
After listening to Yang Jian, Zhou Qingfeng was silent for a while. It was obvious that he was thinking. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. He couldn't make a decision in a short time.
Yang Jian drank a pot of wine and ate a table full of dishes. After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he patted his stomach and said, "It's been a long time since I've had such a good meal. It's rare to feel so comfortable today. These dishes were made by the imperial chefs in the palace, right? They're really delicious. Come, I know Junior Brother won't let me go. Give me a straightforward answer. How do you want me to die? "
"The food and wine have been poisoned. After a while, Senior Brother will not wake up. "Zhou Qingfeng said," If Senior Brother has any worries, you might as well say it now. "
"I …." Tears welled up in Yang Jian's eyes again. He sighed and said, "I have a wife and child in Shenyang. It was you who forced Abatai's daughter to marry me. Now I have to thank you for letting me have a descendant.
It's just that my wife has a bad temper. She's young and ugly. I hope Junior Brother can forgive her. If she offends you, don't argue with her. Let my child be an ordinary person. Don't let him know who his father is. I know I'm not a good person. I don't want him to suffer with me. "
As Yang Jian spoke, he began to cry. Tears streamed down his face. He suddenly felt dizzy. He stood up and staggered towards the sky, shouting, "Master, I'm useless. I'm really not this brat's match. I can't even cause him some trouble. I can't avenge you. This grievance will be settled today. No one will know about the two of us, and no one will know that this kid was brought here by you. "
What a pity, what a pity …
Yang Jian felt the world was spinning. His eyes darkened and he fell to the ground. His soul flew out but was shattered by Zhou Qingfeng's palm, cutting off the path of reincarnation. Zhou Qingfeng sat in front of the square table for a long time. He waited until it was dark before he slowly got up and left the broken temple.
Ye Na waited for him with the guards in the distance. She said in a low voice, "Liu Fucheng has also been caught. Qingying wants to beg you to let him go. Even if he did many wrong things, he was really good to Qingying. "
Zhou Qingfeng walked past in a trance and said in a low voice, "It's better for one family to cry than ten thousand families to cry. If I can let him go, who will let the people he killed go? Although my Master and Senior Brother are bad, they still helped me a lot. I didn't even let my Master and Senior Brother go. How can others compare to them? "
What should end must end …
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