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Volume 1 Yuzhou Snow Chapter 844 Who can decide between right and wrong

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    None of the rebel soldiers had any fighting spirit left. Zhu Chenhao was missing, Liu Yangzheng's body was not found, and Wang Lun threw himself into the city and died. There was no one left who could take on the role of leader. He had to participate in this rebellion out of his own hands.  The results can be imagined.  ¡­¨Q A quarter of an hour after the North City was breached, facing the fierce attack of artillery fire on the river, the rebel soldiers at the South City Gate held high the white flag and opened the city gate to surrender. Song Nan led 18,000 soldiers and horses to abandon ship and land ashore, and a strong wind swept in  In the city, Xu Tai was advancing from the south to the north, and the sporadic resistance of the rebel die-hards was just a desperate struggle; after the soldiers and horses accompanied by 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 was under Song Nan's control.  While the generals and soldiers were busy cleaning up the stubborn enemies in the city, taking prisoners and hunting down the fleeing rebel generals, Song Nan and his men were busy looking for Zhu Chenhao. After the city was broken, Zhu Chenhao was nowhere to be seen.  There was no way he could escape from the impenetrable Anqing Mansion.  Soon, some surrendered rebel soldiers informed Zhu Chenhao of his whereabouts. It turned out that he was at Huiming Temple in the east of the city. The soldiers were not willing to disturb temples and Taoist temples. Believing in Buddhism and Taoism is the trend these days.  , Ordinary soldiers also know not to disturb people from outside the area who are desecrating a pure place. I am afraid that it is because of this that no trace of Zhu Chenhao was found.  Song Nan immediately mounted his horse and rushed to Huiming Temple with Xu Tai, Jiangbin, Wang Yong, Li Daniu and others who had gathered together. When they arrived near Huiming Temple, the guards and horses surrounded the Huiming Temple, making it difficult for those inside to fly; Song Nan  He stepped forward and knocked on the temple door. Soon after, an elderly monk opened the temple door with a bang. Seeing the formation of heavily armed soldiers and horse guards, the monk was very panicked.  Song Nan smiled and said: "Master, don't be afraid. We are here to capture the leader of the rebellion, Zhu Chenhao. There is news that he is hiding in Huiming Temple. Tell me, where is he hiding? Tell him to come out and surrender, so as to avoid the danger of war."  The horse trampled the pure place of the temple. "The old monk said hurriedly: "Amitabha, is the donor's surname Song?" Song Nan smiled and said: "Exactly, how did the master know?" The old monk said: "How could I know that?  Donor Zhu left a message and asked the old monk to greet him at the temple gate. Donor Zhu had already expected that Donor Song was coming. Song Nan looked at each other and turned around and asked, "Where is Donor Zhu now?"  Said: "In the Zen room in the backyard. Donor, please come with me." Song Nan bowed his hands as a courtesy and followed the old monk to the temple. Behind him, a large number of guards and generals followed and walked inside.  The old monk turned back and frowned: "Donor Song, can you please let your noble family wait outside the temple? In a pure place of Buddhism, it would be inappropriate for your noble envoy to carry a weapon with a murderous intent." Jiang Bin glared and shouted angrily: "Old Baldy  Donkey, do you want to die? Your temple is harboring the traitor leader Zhu Chenhao, and you have so many tricks up your sleeve. Do you believe that I ordered someone to burn down your ruined temple?¡± The old monk was shocked.  He said in a voice: "Amitabha, it's good, it's good. It's a sin." Song Nan quickly stopped Jiang Bin from cursing and said: "You all stay outside and wait. The Buddhist land is supposed to be more restrained. Wang Yong and Danniu can come in with me.  Yes, don't worry, Zhu Chenhao can't do any tricks. "Jiang Bin, Xu Tai and others had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the bluestone at the door to rest. The old monk looked grateful and shouted to Song Nan repeatedly.  Leading the way, Song Nan and the others walked around the main hall and towards the backyard; Huiming Temple was not big, and the temple in the city had a limited area. In just a moment, they reached the backyard where the Zen Abode was located.  The old monk stood in front of a small courtyard, clasped his palms together and said: "Donor, Donor Zhu is right here. Please help yourself, I can't accompany you." Song Nan smiled and returned the courtesy: "Thank you, Master, everyone in your temple.  Master, please do not go out and stay in the temple. There is a lot of chaos outside so as not to get hurt." The old monk nodded in agreement, but he knew in his heart that this was Song Nan warning them not to think about escaping. Zhu Chenhao was hiding in the temple.  In this temple, it is rare that the temple society will be implicated. Soon someone will come to ask about the hidden secrets.  The old monk slowly retreated. Song Nan looked at the courtyard door in front of him, stretched out his hand to push it, and the courtyard door creaked open. Song Nan stepped in and walked in. Wang Yong hurriedly grabbed Song Nan and said: "I'm humble, go first." Song Nan smiled bitterly.  Shaking his head, Wang Yong was worried that there was something strange here, but Song Nan knew very well that at this time, Zhu Chenhao would never be able to pull off any tricks. He was probably not hiding in this temple to escape.  , this small temple in the city cannot hide people, maybe there is some other reason.  Wang Yong entered the courtyard first, and Song Nan walked in later. There was no one in the small courtyard of the Zen room, but the smoke in the Zen room directly opposite could be heard, and low-pitched chanting and the sound of wooden fish tapping could also be heard. The sun outside was too bright, and watching  The open door of the Zen room was completely dark, and it was difficult to see what was going on inside.  Wang Yong presses the handle of the knifeHe rushed up the steps and stood in the corridor sheltered from the sun, squinting and taking a closer look. Then he saw clearly what was going on in the Zen room. A black curtain was drawn from east to west. On the altar table in front of the curtain were two spiritual tablets and tribute fruits.  There was a table full of tables, it was obviously a mourning hall.  There are two monks sitting on both sides of the altar table. One is chanting sutras and the other is tapping the wooden fish. In the brazier below the altar, a few pieces of yellow paper are burning bright red. One of them is kneeling on the futon beside the brazier with his head bowed, his back to the door, motionless.  .  Song Nan, who came forward, also saw clearly what was going on inside, and even more clearly the words on the spirit plaque. They were the spirit tablets of Zhu Chenhao's mother and concubine. After the coffin was returned, Zhu Chenhao placed them there.  The time to pay homage in the Zen room of Huiming Temple was too hasty and there was no time for burial.  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 held him back and signaled him to be silent. Then he straightened his clothes and stepped into the door. He came to the altar table, took incense from it and lit it. He bowed with the incense and respectfully inserted it into the incense burner.  .  He also took a stack of yellow paper from the bamboo basket on the side, put it into the brazier, stirred it up with iron tongs, and burned it cleanly.  From the beginning to the end, Zhu Chenhao knelt down on the futon with an indifferent expression, silently watching Song Nan do all this. When the paper money in the basin was burned clean, when Song Nan stood up, Zhu Chenhao said softly: "Thank you Lord Zhenguo.  Pay homage to my mother and concubine, you are the only one to pay homage to them." Song Nan stood up, washed his hands in a basin of water, and slowly turned his head and said, "My lord, I express my condolences." "Zhu Chenhao stood up.  He came and pointed to the two stools on the side. After Song Nan sat down, he also sat down. After a moment of silence, he said: "I didn't expect that when you and I meet again, it would be like this. I never dreamed of it." Song Nan  He nodded and said: "Yes, life is like a dream, both illusory and full of variables. Who can imagine what the future will be like?" Zhu Chenhao sighed slightly and said: "You are the nemesis in my life, Zhu Chenhao, without you here  My big thing will be done when I go to court. It's a pity that you are not from my side. Chen Haoshu was convinced. " Song Nan hesitated and didn't 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 thing would not succeed?" Song Nan shook his head and said: "I am not a god, why?  I don¡¯t know how things will develop. In fact, my initial impression of the prince was very good, but I have some bad habits and don¡¯t tolerate hypocrisy. Once I saw this clearly, I couldn¡¯t get close to the prince.  "Are I pretending? I am deliberately getting close to you, so how can I pretend to be so?" Song Nan said softly, "What's fake is fake. No matter how you hide it, you can't hide your pride in your words."  That's the real thought in your heart. I'm very sensitive and can see the hypocrisy in your heart. Later, I learned about your tactics to win over other officials and how difficult your city is.  I don¡¯t even want to have a close relationship with you. I¡¯m most afraid of dealing with scheming people.¡± Zhu Chenhao gritted his teeth and said, ¡°Tell me, if I, Zhu Chenhao, become the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, wouldn¡¯t I be better than the one in the palace who you loyally protect.  Could a mediocre and mediocre person be able to revive the Ming Dynasty? What has that person done? Apart from his debauchery and debauchery, what achievements has he made over the years?  Why should we protect him?" Song Nan looked at Zhu Chenhao's excited face and said quietly: "I don't deny that the current emperor does go too far in some things, and I don't deny that your talent, Zhu Chenhao, is higher than that of the emperor.  Perhaps you, Zhu Chenhao, are much better than the emperor in governing the country, but there is one thing you cannot compare to him, and this is the reason why others are willing to be loyal to the emperor but not to serve you." Zhu Chenhao shouted.  "What is it? How am I inferior to him?" Song Nan said quietly: "He is very real, values ??friendship and is even a little weak; and you, your hypocrisy, cruelty and calculation are too much. This is the fundamental difference between you.  "
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