Chapter 844 Who can break

The rebel soldiers still have no fighting spirit, Zhu Chenhao is nowhere to be found, Liu Yangzheng's bones are gone, Wang Lun threw himself to the city and died, and no one can take on the responsibility of leader. Originally, it was involuntarily to participate in this rebellion, and the result can be imagined.

A quarter of an hour after the north city was broken, in the face of the fierce attack of artillery fire on the river, the rebel soldiers of the south gate held high the white flag and opened the gate and surrendered. Song Nan led 18,000 soldiers and horses to abandon the ship and landed. The wind was generally involved in the city and advanced south and north with Xu Tai. The sporadic resistance of the rebel stubborn elements was just a dying struggle; with After the soldiers and horses of Ma Ming at the East Gate finally broke through the East Gate and entered the city, the rebels in Anqing Mansion completely gave up resistance. At the end of noon, Anqing Mansion were all under Song Nan's control.

When the generals and soldiers were busy cleaning up the stubborn enemies in the city and taking prisoners to hunt down the escaped rebel generals, Song Nan was busy looking for Zhu Chenhao's figure. After the city was broken, he did not see where Zhu Chenhao was. In the impeneoqueous Anqing Mansion, he could never escape.

Soon, some surrendered rebel soldiers told Zhu Chenhao where he was going. It turned out that he had gone to Huiming Temple in the east of the city. Soldiers in places such as temple Taoism were unwilling to disturb him. These days, it is a trend to believe in Buddhism, and ordinary soldiers also know not to disturb the reason why outsiders blasphem the pure place. In this way, no trace of Zhu Chenhao was found.

Song Nan immediately got on the horse and rushed to Huiming Temple with Xu Taijiangbin, Wang Yong, Li Daniu and others who had merged together. They arrived at Huiming Temple and arrived at the left side of Huiming Temple. The soldiers and horses surrounded the left side of Huiming Temple, making it difficult for the people inside to fly. Song Nan came forward and knocked on the temple gate. Soon after, an elderly monk opened the temple door and saw the whole The monk was very panicked about the formation of the sub-armed soldiers and horse guards.

Song Nan smiled and said, "Master, don't be afraid. I came here to capture Zhu Chenhao, the leader of the rebellion. There is news that he is hiding in Huiming Temple and tell me where he is hiding? Tell him to come out and surrender, lest the soldiers and horses trample on the pure land of the temple.

The old monk hurriedly said, "Amitabha, the benefactor's surname is Song?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "Exactly, how does the master know?"

The old monk said, "How can the old man know? It's just that Zhu Shizhu left a message to welcome the old monk in front of the temple. Zhu Shizhu had expected that Song Shizhu would come."

Song Nan and the people around him looked at each other and said, "Where is Zhu Shi now?"

The old monk said, "In the backyard meditation room. Lord, please come with the old man.

Song Nan arched her hand and followed the old monk to the temple. A large number of guards and generals followed him. The old monk turned around and frowned and said, "Master Song, can you let your subordinate stay and wait outside the temple? In the pure place of Buddhism, it is not appropriate for the noble envoy to kill with the blade."

Jiang Bin stared and shouted angrily, "Old bald donkey, do you want to die? Zhu Chenhao, the leader of the traitors, is hidden in your temple, and there are many tricks for his mother. Believe it or not, I ordered someone to burn your ruined temple?

The old monk was shocked and said repeatedly, "Amitabha, good and sin."

Song Nan quickly stopped Jiang Bin's cursing and said, "You all stay outside and wait. The land of Buddhism was supposed to be restrained. Wang Yong and Da Niu just went in with me. Don't worry, Zhu Chenhao can't play anything.

Jiang Bin, Xu Tai and others had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the blue stone at the door to rest. The old monk looked grateful and called Song Nan kindly. He led Song Nan around the way and led Song Nan around the hall to the backyard. Huiming Temple was not big, and the temple in the city was limited in space, only for a moment. In between, I arrived at the place where the Zen house was located in the backyard.

The old monk stood in front of a small courtyard and said with his palms together, "Lord, Lord Zhu is here. Please do your own way. It's not convenient for the old man to accompany you."

Song Nan smiled and saluted, "Thank you, master, please don't go out and stay in the temple. It's very messy outside so as not to be hurt."

The old monk nodded quickly and agreed, but he knew in his heart that Song Nan was warning them not to escape. Zhu Chenhao hid in this temple, and the temple would be implicated. Soon, he was afraid that someone would ask about the secret situation.

The old monk slowly retreated. Song Nan looked at the courtyard door in front of him and stretched out his hand to push it. The courtyard door creaked open. Song Nan raised his foot and entered. Wang Yong quickly grabbed Song Nan and said, "The humble position goes first."

Song Nan shook his head with a wry smile. Wang Yong was worried that there were strange things here, but Song Nan knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for Zhu Chenhao to play anything at this time. I'm afraid that he hid in this temple for the purpose of escape. The small temple in the city could not hide people. I'm afraid there is another reason.

Wang Yong entered the yard with his head, and Song Nan then walked in. There was no one in the courtyard of the Zen room, but the smoke in the Zen room directly opposite, and you could also hear the sound of deep chanting scriptures and the tapping of wooden fish. The sun outside was too bright. Looking at a black hole in the door of the Zen room, you can't see the situation inside clearly.

Wang Yong quickly rushed up the steps with the handle of the knife and stood in the porch shelter from the sun. Then he could see the situation in the Zen room. A black mantle pulled it. There were two spiritual cards on the table in front of the mantle, and there was a table full of tribute fruits, which was obviously a mourning hall. Two monks sat on both sides of the table, one chanting scriptures and one tapping the wooden fish. In the brazier under the table, several pieces of yellow paper burned red, and one kneeled on the futon beside the brazier, with his back to the door and did not move.

Song Nan, who came forward, also saw the situation inside and the words on the spirit card. That was the spiritual position of Zhu Chenhao's mother and her beloved concubine. After the coffins were returned, Zhu Chenhao placed them in the Zen room of Huiming Temple for worship. The time was so short that he didn't even have time to be buried.

Looking at the back on the futon, Song Nan immediately recognized that it was Zhu Chenhao.

Wang Yong was about to ask, but Song Nan stopped him and motioned him to silence. Then he stepped into the door, came to the table and took incense from above to light it, bowed with incense, and respectfully inserted it into the incense burner. He took a pile of yellow paper from the bamboo basket beside him, put it into the brazier, plucked it with iron tongs, and burned it clean.

From beginning to end, Zhu Chenhao knelt down on the futon with an indifferent look and silently watched Song Nan doing all this. When the paper money in the basin was burned clean. When Song Nan got up, Zhu Chenhao whispered, "Thank you, Duke of Zhen, for worshipping my mother and beloved concubine. You are the only one who worship them."

Song Nan got up, cleaned his hands in the clear water basin beside him, and slowly turned his head and said, "Your Majesty, my condolences."

Zhu Chenhao got up and pointed to the two stools beside him. When Song Nan sat down, he also sat down and said for a moment, "I didn't expect that it was this scene when you and I met again. I really didn't dream of it."

Song Nan nodded and said, "Yes, life is like a dream, both illusory and full of variables. Who can think of what the future will be like?"

Zhu Chenhao sighed slightly and said, "You are the nemesis of my fate. If it hadn't been for you, my big event would have happened. Unfortunately, you are not on my side. Chen Hao is convinced."

Song Nan pondered and did not answer.

Zhu Chenhao said, "Tell me, why did you always stay away from me when I wanted to make friends with you? Did you know from the beginning that my big event would not succeed?"

Song Nan shook her head and said, "I'm not a god. How can I know how things will develop? In fact, I had a very good impression of the prince at first, but I had some bad problems and pretended to be hypocritical. When I saw this clearly, I couldn't get close to the prince.

"Do I pretend to be hypocritical? I deliberately made close friends with you. Why did I pretend to be hypocritical?

Song Nan whispered, "What is fake is fake. No matter how you hide it, it is always difficult to hide the pride and bullying in your words. That is the real idea in your heart. I'm very **, and I can see the falsehood in your bones. After that, I learned about your methods of soliciting other officials. After knowing that your city is difficult, I don't want to have a deep friendship with you. I'm most afraid of dealing with resourceful people.

Zhu Chenhao gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, if Zhu Chenhao becomes the lord of the Ming Dynasty, won't it make the Ming Dynasty more prosperous than the mediocre person in your loyal palace? What did the man do? Over the years, what has he made in addition to being a wild dog and horse? The ancestors' rivers and mountains are in his hands. Why should such a person protect him?

Song Nan looked at Zhu Chenhao's excited face and said quietly, "I don't deny that some things are indeed excessive by the emperor today, and I don't deny that Zhu Chenhao's talent is higher than the emperor's. In terms of governing the country, maybe you Zhu Chenhao is much better than the emperor. But there is one thing that you can't compare with him, which is why others are willing to be loyal to the emperor and unwilling to work for you.

Zhu Chenhao shouted, "What is it? How can I compare with him?"

Song Nanjing said quietly, "He is very real, affectionate and even a little weak; and you, hypocritical and violent, this is the fundamental difference between you."