"So what if he only said looking for someone but didn't say meeting the emperor?" The scholar was still puzzled.

"I asked that question as well." Zhang Rong's expression became more and more strange. "Xiao Yue said that as long as we meet the emperor, it will be fine, because the emperor is as loyal as I am."

You Xuejiu was also at a loss... No one could clearly imagine what the image of a loyal official was like.

But no matter how confused he was, as Zhang Rong had said in his speech in the tent before, the current political and military situation did not allow Liangshanpo and Dongping Prefecture to continue to maintain a semi-independent situation. And Zhang Rong was a person who could see the overall situation with the simplest truth, and knew that the Jin people were the biggest enemy, so the trip to Tokyo was inevitable.

In addition, Yue Fei also expressed his sincerity at the first time, so the next morning, Zhang Rong, who had made up his mind, found some cavalrymen in his army, took Liu Lin and the head with some melon seeds stuck on it, and went west along the Jishui River directly to Tokyo.

Moreover, Zhang Rong was an impatient person. Since he had made up his mind, he did not hesitate at all, nor did he greet the local officials along the way. He just rode his horse at full speed, tied Liu Lin to the back of the horse and galloped away without stopping... Pingyin was exactly 500 miles away from Tokyo, but Zhang Rong was born a fisherman and only became proficient in riding in recent years, so it was a bit awkward for him and it took him three and a half days to reach Tokyo.

At noon that day, a group of people came to the famous Nanxun Gate in Tokyo City. At this time, because Emperor Zhao had been here for half a year, the population and economic and trade exchanges had recovered rapidly at an accelerated rate. The so-called recovery speed was getting faster and faster. In addition, the recent opening of the special examination attracted countless scholars and wealthy families from the south. It has indeed regained some liveliness, which made Zhang Rong and others astonished. They couldn't believe that this was the capital of the Song Dynasty that was almost an empty city years ago.

But no matter what, he reported his name and official position, took out his official seal, showed the miserable Liu Lin on horseback, and displayed the stinking head in the fishing net. Bei Yan, the captain on duty at Nanxun Gate who often boasted of his acquaintance with Marshal Yue, certainly did not dare to neglect it. He patted his chest and promised to personally lead Zhang Zhenfu to the provincial government and the Privy Council to report.

But since Zhang Rong received Yue Fei's order, he was not willing to go to the capital or the Privy Council. He just wanted to see Scholar Kobayashi... Bei Yan, a captain, was helpless. He could only arrange the other party and the head to the Daxiangguo Temple, which was under military control, while personally leading Zhang Rong's subordinates to find the residence of Scholar Kobayashi. At the same time, he also asked his subordinates to report to the capital and Kaifeng Prefecture respectively.

The Daxiangguo Temple had a quiet environment. When the monks, who had been under military control for many days, heard that a pacification envoy had entered the temple, they naturally did their best and even pretended not to hear of the death penalty.

Zhang Rong took a shower in the temple, ate some meat buns brought by the monks, and sat in the quiet courtyard far away from the workshop to rest for a while. Although he felt completely refreshed, he gradually became uneasy.

He really didn't know what to do if Mr. Kobayashi didn't arrive yet and the people from the Privy Council of the Province came first.

Only the scholar was not there and there was no one to talk to, so the governor had no choice but to place Kong Yanzhou's head and the fishing net on the stone table under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, and then called Liu Lin, who had regained some spirit.

"Let Chief Zhang know. I don't know who will come first." Liu Lin answered with a sullen face. "Normally, the capital province is under the prime minister's jurisdiction and takes care of everything, while the Privy Council is under the Privy Envoy's jurisdiction and is mostly in charge of military affairs. So the capital province and the Privy Council should have rushed to handle your case... But you saw it in front of the city gate. The special examination is being held at this time. The capital province and the Privy Council may neglect you, and they really let that scholar Xiao Lin come first."

"Isn't that just right?" Zhang Rong, who had changed into a loose silk robe but felt awkward, was relieved after hearing this. "Prince Liu, you've been in such a mess all the way, and now you're in the capital, you're going to die, why are you still pretending?"

Liu Lin, who also took a bath and ate steamed buns, became more serious: "I will die, but I, Liu Lin, will save enough strength to scold the Zhao Song officials in public in the capital and die heroically, so as to be recorded in history."

Zhang Rong nodded repeatedly but was too lazy to pay attention. He just sat quietly in a courtyard of the slightly smelly Daxiangguo Temple waiting for news.

As the sun set, just as Zhang Rong was becoming increasingly anxious, suddenly, the confidant who had followed Nanxunmen Beidutou to find Scholar Xiaolin finally came back, followed by two men who were casually dressed but looked wealthy, one young and the other slightly older. Zhang Rong hesitated for a moment, not knowing which one was the real scholar.

But there was no time to think about it. After the two men came in, two armored generals suddenly led dozens of fully armed soldiers to force their way in, regardless of the heat, and locked the courtyard on the spot, causing Zhang Rong to be nervous for a moment.

"Knock to the emperor!"

At this moment, Prince Liu Lin of Qi suddenly bowed his head in front of the stone table, and when he looked up again, he burst into tears. "Your Majesty, please be wise. My father and I were forced by the Jin people to become emperors. We did not really want to be emperors! Your Majesty can pardon Qu Da, but why can't you pardon me and make me a horse bone?"

The young man, Zhao Jiu, did not say anything, but just raised his hand to signal, and an armored general with an angry face came forward and dragged Liu Lin out.

Liu Lin was completely desperate at this point, but he was dragged while shouting: "What can I do if I have such a father?!"

He shouted once and was about to shout a second time when the armored general punched him in the stomach from above. Even the bun he had just eaten spat out and he had to stop abruptly.

At the same time, the Zhao official had already said nothing, but walked to the stone table without stopping. He first looked at the interesting head with interest, and then reached out and held the two hands of the somewhat flustered Zhang Da leader, and said earnestly:

"Captain Zhang, I have long heard of your great name. You want to kill me!"

Qu Duan, who had just dragged Liu Lin out, turned back into the courtyard and felt extremely aggrieved when he heard this... Why were all the domineering people entering the capital, and he was given twenty killing whips in front of the palace, but this guy came to Xiangguo Temple on his own initiative to shake hands and chat?

The government is unfair!