Chapter 720 The Moon in the Mirror and the Flowers in the Water
It can be said that Song Jiang has been planning to recruit people since he went to Qingfeng Village.
Anyone who dared to take the initiative to resist the recruitment, except for a few people from Liao Liao, was almost all kicked out of Qingfeng Village by him.
As for him, in order to please Gao Qiu, he did not hesitate to lower his worth, even giving away all the gold and silver treasures in Qingfeng Village.
The purpose is to make their recruitment journey go on for a long time.
In the end, he won a reputation as a wife and a shadow, which spread throughout the world.
But what happens in the end?
Qingfeng Mountain at this moment.
As night falls, the wind suddenly rises.
Rapid raindrops poured down.
In Song Jiang's house.
Song Jiang stood blankly in front of the window, looking out the window at the willow tree swaying in the violent wind and rain.
My heart felt like ashes.
This was the second time in his life that he felt extremely hopeless.
The first time was when he killed Yan Poxi in anger.
He, Song Jiang, first planned to slander Chao Gai, and then forced Liu Tang and others away.
And a few days ago, in the battle with Shuibo Liangshan, they killed the sick Wei Chi and Sun Li, the iron stick Luan Tingyu, Mu Hong and other eleven leaders!
I think back on when they gathered together in Qingfeng Village, the total number of their leaders reached forty-two!
But now, just because of the recruitment, the number of leaders in Qingfeng Village has suddenly dropped to twenty-six.
As for the number of minions, they were even more depleted.
But what happens in the end?
What did he, Song Jiang, and Qingfeng Village get?
Thinking of this, Song Jiang slowly closed his eyes.
"Why……"
A sigh, even more desolate in this deserted night.
…
As for Zhang Qing, who has no feathers at the moment, he is not having a good life under the repeated oppression of Mr. Liu, the governor of Dongchang Prefecture.
Although he was not imprisoned, his daily life was almost the same as being imprisoned.
A heavy iron clamp weighing more than 20 kilograms was buckled on his body, which not only made him feel very uncomfortable, but also greatly restricted the flexibility of his hands.
Although he could still live in his own general's mansion, he was surrounded by the maids and servants sent by Master Liu to monitor him.
At this moment, Zhang Qing actually felt a little regretful.
I regret why I didn’t grit my teeth and stay in Shuibo Liangshan.
It is better than coming back to Dongchang Mansion, suffering hardships, and causing these bad smells.
Zhang Qing really didn't know how long he would have to live such a disgusting life.
During this period of time, he had not thought of reporting what was going on here to the top and asking higher-level officials to get involved in the matter.
At that time, I might be able to give myself a free body.
But Zhang Qing also knew very well in his heart that when dealing with generals suspected of collaborating with the enemy, treason, or committing chaos, the imperial court's usual attitude was to be strict, quick, and severe.
To put it simply, I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go.
After all, in this period, it was not uncommon for people to cause rebellion, or even for refugees and grass bandits to conquer cities and proclaim themselves kings.
Among them, the team with the greatest momentum is Fang La's group based in the south of the Yangtze River.
Therefore, the imperial court is usually extremely sensitive when dealing with these issues.
Whenever they sense that something is amiss, what awaits the suspect is often a catastrophe of ransacking the house and destroying the family.
Therefore, before Zhang Qing had enough evidence to move Mr. Liu, he would never dare to report what happened here to Shangfeng.
Otherwise, what awaits him may be more than just being put under house arrest in shackles.
Early next morning.
A peregrine falcon jumped up from the roof of an ordinary house in Dongchang Mansion and galloped in the direction of Shuibo Liangshan Mountain.
About two or three quarters of an hour later, Wu Zhi, who was sitting in the Juyi Hall enjoying tea leisurely, received this information.
When he unfolded it, Wu Zhi was overjoyed by what was written on it.
Although before this, Wu Zhi had already predicted that when Zhang Qing returned to Dongchang Mansion from Shuibo Liang Mountain, he would be suspected by the governor of Dongchang Mansion.
As a result, Zhang Qing suffered a series of unfair treatment, which is understandable.
But what Wu Zhi never expected was that the governor of Dongchang Prefecture would do such a ruthless thing when dealing with Zhang Qing.
At this time, Wu Zhi not only sympathized with Zhang Qing's experience, but also secretly laughed at the stupidity of the prefect.
Originally, he was still a little worried. If he waited for an opportunity to control the Dongchang Mansion, what unfavorable situations would happen to him.
But now it seems that there is no need to worry about it.
With a smile on his face, Wu Zhi also called the maid standing aside and told her to quickly prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
A moment later, when the maid returned, Zhu Wu was still following her.
As soon as Zhu Wu saw the smile on Wu Zhi's face, he knew that Zhang Qing's matter was about to be settled.
Feeling delighted, he immediately sat across from Wu Zhi.
"Brother, I will know as soon as I see the uncontrollable smile on your face that Zhang Qing's matter is almost done, right?"
"I wonder if I need my little brother's help in what's going to happen next?"
Wu Zhi was not polite to him. After taking the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the maid standing nearby, he pushed those things in front of Zhu Wu.
"Brother Zhu Wu, you came just in time."
"Next, I plan to send a letter to Dongchang Mansion."
"As for the content of this letter, Brother Zhu Wu can decide on his own."
Zhu Wu grinned.
"It's easy to talk about. I'll write it down now."
Zhu Wu's work efficiency is really high.
In just half a quarter of an hour, he finished writing a domineering and threatening letter.
When the threatening letter was handed into Wu Zhi's hands, Wu Zhi couldn't help but nodded and applauded loudly.
…
at dusk.
After handling the government affairs for the day, Mr. Liu, the governor of Dongchang Mansion, returned to the mansion from outside.
As soon as he entered, the housekeeper who had been waiting at the door handed a beautifully wrapped letter into his hand.
Mr. Liu, who had just received this letter, was quite puzzled.
Because in the past, although many people gave him things, most of the things they gave were gold, silver, property, and rare antiques.
As for those who sent him letters, there were only a handful of them.
This couldn't help but arouse Mr. Liu's hidden curiosity in his heart.