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    The Sheriff's Mansion is now full of desolation. What should have been the backyard of the overhanging pavilions is now dilapidated, as if it were an ancient temple.  Green grass grows between the stone slabs on the ground. These tenacious grass stalks swarmed out in just half a month and quickly occupied the living space.  Li Yi held his tired body and reluctantly slept in the main hall with eaves. However, although he was exhausted mentally and physically, he could not fall asleep at all.  He was thinking about the relationship between the Japanese warriors and the Tianlong Sect, and how many officials on the Yangzhou Road the Tianlong Sect had bribed.  Song Wei's injuries were very serious. The military doctor of Xiaoqi Camp prescribed several prescriptions and told him to take them. At this moment, this persevering man finally lay down on the couch and fell asleep peacefully.  Li Yi wanted to ask him which officials he had asked for help, or whether he knew the cause of all this. He even wanted to know why these Japanese warriors desperately wanted to take Songjiang County?  However, it is already late now, and the moon hangs quietly on the treetops.  Everyone is tired, let them have a good rest.  Li Yi thought about it and fell asleep in a daze.  The next day, sunlight streamed in from the broken roof.  The bright and warm morning sunshine is not as hot as the afternoon, but has a gentle feeling.  Li Yi was awakened by the gentle sunshine after the fierce battle. From time to time, he could hear the sound of the sergeants repairing the house "hey yo hey yo", as well as the innocent sounds of children playing outside the door.  Li Yi raised the corner of his mouth and sat up. The wound on his shoulder was already scarred. It seemed that everything was developing for the better.  "Ta-ta¡ª¡ª" The sound of footsteps that were dragging and lacking in rhythm came from far to near.  "Dong dong¡ª¡ª" There was a slight knock on the door.  Li Yi stood up, walked forward and opened the door, only to see that it was Song Wei, the governor of Songjiang County, who came.  Song Wei's whole body was wrapped in thick bandages at the moment. He was originally thin and had a dark face, but now he looked even more like some inhuman creature in the pyramid.  "Sir!" Song Wei was too tired last night and went back to bed, but he got up very early. Apparently he had something on his mind.  How could everything be okay? The battle with the Japanese is over. It¡¯s time to get an explanation for the hundreds of soldiers who died in Songjiang County.  Li Yi hurriedly supported Song Wei, who was about to bow down, and said, "Sir Song, you just need to take good care of yourself. Why come here in person." "Sir Li." Song Wei stood there and sighed, but stopped talking.  "Master Song has something to do, feel free to tell him." Li Yi smiled, he knew that Song Wei wanted to talk about the entire Yangzhou Road.  Song Wei sighed and slowly told how he asked for help from the Yangzhou governor in Jinling and how he submitted a memorial, but the court never responded.  Song Wei felt that this must be because the memorial could not be delivered to the emperor, so he used a special way to present the memorial He spoke for a long time. His body was already weak, and his chest was rising and falling, as if he was about to burst.  Bellows.  "I know." Li Yi did not interrupt the other party. After Song Wei finished talking about the situation, he smiled and said relaxedly: "To be honest, sir, I have been ordered by the Holy One to come to Jiangnan this time.  We need to improve the officialdom. " "Oh?" Song Wei looked happy. If Mr. Li from the capital really wants to rectify the officialdom, it would be a great thing. Even though he is not very young, he is very good.  He was so powerful that even if the Tianlong Sect wanted to assassinate him, it would be extremely difficult.  What¡¯s more, Mr. Li¡¯s background is extremely strong, and the reputation of the Divine Power Army for decades has already shocked the government and the public, and no one dares to underestimate it.  "Sir Song, can you provide me with a list?" Li Yi sighed. Song Wei and Songjiang County had paid so much. If he didn't defeat the corrupt officials in Jiangnan, he would really be sorry for the loyal ministers and good people.  Song Wei seemed to have been prepared. He took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his arms, slowly unfolded it, and said: "I have given these lists to my wife, and I will prepare them when the city is defeated.  Let her leave Songjiang County and go to the capital" When the city is broken, let her leave Songjiang County and go to the capital.  This sentence is easy to say, but it contains many obscure emotions - Song Wei's mood of coexisting with Songjiang County, as well as the separation of life and death between him and his wife, and even how his wife was in this Tianlong.  In the south of the Yangtze River where there are many followers, she came to the capital as a weak woman.  The most important thing is, even if she goes through all kinds of difficulties, how can she see the emperor when she gets to the capital?  This is a choice made in desperation, full ofThe love of a wife, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and the spirit of sacrificing life and forgetting death.  Li Yi felt a little touched. He took the handkerchief, looked at it, folded it carefully, and stuffed it into his arms.  Outside the city gate of Songjiang County, several horses were swaying their tails easily and lowering their heads. They didn't know that just a day ago, the ground here was littered with corpses.  Li Yi was riding on a horse. Beside him were Song Beikui, Lao Tu and others, and behind him were twenty fine cavalry ordered by Wang Yupeng.  With the support of the guards, Song Wei slowly moved over and said, "My lord" "Stop wishing!" Li Yi grinned, clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Song, take good care of your injuries and wait until next time.  Yes, I will drink three hundred cups with you!" After that, he raised his whip and shouted: "Drive¡ª¡ª" The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the horse took the lead, and the dust rose high.  "Okay!" Song Wei straightened his back and responded loudly.  The sun was in the middle of the sky. It was noon at this time. The scorching sunshine baked the water vapor out of the earth. From a distance, it looked hazy like a swamp.  Song Wei stood outside the city, sweat dripping from his forehead, but he still watched the cavalry galloping away without moving.  He knows that swamps will not suddenly appear on the earth, but these dozens of riders will face a quagmire that has been piled up with mud and darkness in the entire Jiangnan for decades. It is more terrifying than the swamp and has a rotten stench.  The sun was scorching the earth. Outside Songjiang County, more than a hundred soldiers, all wearing black armor, stood neatly outside the door.  The wind blew through the wounds on their shoulders and chests, and through their empty long sleeves, seeming to soothe the pain of these soldiers.  But even if the physical pain can be healed with medicine, what about the psychological pain?  Even - what kind of magic medicine should be used to heal the huge wounds in the entire Jiangnan?  (The plot of Songjiang County has been written, and today¡¯s update is an hour late. It¡¯s not that the author is lazy, but I¡¯ve been thinking about how to end this bloody battle and how to connect the subsequent more exciting plots. Tonight  The update may be a little late, but it will not be lacking. I have to think about the connection.)
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