Chapter 157 Huang Wenbing: Prefect, someone wants to rebel
What is "Shandong's timely rain, filial and righteous Black Sanlang".

In the era when Cao Jie rose to power, the first leader of Shandong was named Cao.

The second seat was not held by Song Jiang, but by Chen Xizhen of Yizhou, the man who killed officials and rebelled. It was Lu Zhishen, the "Vajra Master" of Erlong Mountain, whose reputation was no less than that of Song Jiang.

Erlong Mountain in Qingzhou earned its reputation by killing people with swords and guns.

What is Song Jiang? He has no outstanding military achievements and public opinion is controlled by Cao Jie, so naturally he has no reputation.

It was only because of the birthday gift that he became famous.

As the leader of the ferrymen traveling between the north and south banks of the Xunyang River, "Chuanhuoer" Zhang Heng was no brainless man. He instantly understood the pros and cons.

Killing Song Jiang and robbing his way is impossible.

Because this is not in line with maximizing profits, that bag of gold and silver is only worth a few dollars.

Moreover, if this person had a relationship with Cao's brother, wouldn't a flood have washed away the Dragon King Temple?

"Why not send him to Brother Cao? If he's someone I know, I can sell him at a good price."

"If he is an enemy, that would be even better. I will use him as a token of my loyalty."

Then, Zhang Heng forced a smile on his fierce face and said, "It turns out to be Song Jiang from Shandong, the hero who robbed the birthday gift..."

Song Jiang felt bitter in his heart: Why did I rob the birthday gift? That was not done by me!

But he didn't dare to refute. The reputation of "timely rain" he had cultivated for half his life was not as famous as being wronged by the government once.

More importantly, this person did not bow his head.

Song Jiang could only bow his head and ask, "May I ask your name, sir?"

"My name is Zhang Heng. You are lucky to have met me, the boatmen on the Xunyang River. You want to cross the river? I will ferry you across."

Hearing this, Kong Ming and Kong Liang, the two disciples who were not good at anything but eating the best, both breathed a sigh of relief.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

When Zhang Heng came to the south bank, it was the moment when Zhang Shun was going through the tribulation.

The lightning and thunder made Zhang Heng terrified.

He witnessed Zhang Shun’s first tribulation years ago with his own eyes, and it was just like tonight.

And looking at the direction where the thunder fell, it was exactly the direction of my brother's fish market.

"I was almost killed by a blow last time, why do I need to survive the catastrophe again?"

"My silly brother! Can't you just stop and be quiet..."

Zhang Heng's soul is also a carp, but it is as fiery as blood and has been filled with murderous aura since childhood.

"Is that someone trying to survive a tribulation?" Since Song Jiang inherited the legacy of Lady of the West, his knowledge has risen by several levels.

Zhang Heng glanced at him and said nothing.

After the thunderbolt dissipated and the world became clear again, Zhang Heng rowed the boat towards the south bank.

At this moment, in a small inn on the south bank near the Xunyang River, a middle-aged scholar in a long gown was also startled by the thunder and stood on the shore looking at the river.

"The carp leaps over the dragon's gate?!"

"This is incredible! This is going to transform into a dragon..."

"If a real dragon is born, it will inevitably endanger our Zhao Song Dynasty. I, Huang Wenbing, must report to Governor Cai and get rid of the young dragon as soon as possible."

This man was originally a "Zaixian Tongpan" who lived idle in a small town in Wuwei Army. Although he read scriptures, he was a flatterer and sycophant with a narrow mind. He was jealous of others' talents and would harm those who were better than him and make fun of those who were not as good as him. He specialized in harming people in the village.

Because he was used to doing evil things, the Wuwei Army called him "Wasp Sting".

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Soon, Zhang Heng rowed to the fish market, jumped off the boat and headed straight for the thatched house where the sound of finger-guessing games continued. "Ah Shun, how are you?"

Zhang Shun turned his head and said excitedly, "Brother, you are finally here."

Zhang Heng looked his brother over and over: "Huh! I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay."

"Brother, what can I do? Come and meet Brother Cao."

After some greetings, Zhang Heng joined the group, needless to say.

Master Song Jiang and his two apprentices were also invited into the house.

"Brother Gongming, how did you end up in Jiangzhou? It's fate!"

Faced with Cao Jie, who has a wealth of talented people under his command, I, on the other hand, only have two disciples who are not up to par with me.

Song Jiang felt more and more bitter in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "I am so lucky to meet Brother Cao here."

"Where has Gongming been for the past year? Now the birthday gift... cough cough..." Chao Gai had a strange expression on his face, and he coughed lightly and said, "The birthday gift case has been closed, the court has also issued a general amnesty, and Gongming's sentence has been reduced by three levels, so he doesn't have to hide anymore."

Not to mention Chao Gai's weird expression, even Liu Tang had a slightly strange look on his face.

They were the ones who robbed the birthday gift, but Song Gongming suffered an unexpected disaster and had to flee for more than a year.

It’s hard to be nervous even if you are a human being!
"Alas! It was because the imperial court granted amnesty to the whole country that I came to Jiangnan to seek teachers and friends. I didn't expect to meet you all."

When you are out and about and meet fellow villagers, you won't shed tears, but it is necessary to drink some wine.

The next day, Song Jiang watched Cao Jie and his party leave for Jiangzhou City in a daze.

He naturally wouldn't follow Cao Jie.

I knew clearly in my heart that if I went with him, I would get nothing and would just be a foil.

"Master, where are we going now?" Kong Ming asked.

"Where?"

Song Jiang looked around in bewilderment: Wherever I go, I drink Cao Jie's foot washing water? How did he get the three tyrants of Jieyang? How come I was just one step late?
"Hey! Let's take it one step at a time!"

I don't believe that I can't find one or two heroes in Jiangzhou. Even the Queen Mother of the West has issued a decree, saying that Jiangzhou City is the place where I, Song Jiang, will transform into a dragon.

Feeling depressed, Song Jiang walked along the river, only to see the beautiful river scenery in front of him, which was so beautiful that he could not stop looking at it.

When I was walking to a restaurant, I looked up and saw a lookout pole next to it with a green cloth wine flag hanging on it, with "Xunyang Jiangzhengku" written on it. Outside the carved eaves was a plaque with the three characters "Xunyang Tower" written in large characters by Su Dongpo.

Song Jiang looked at it and said, "When I was in Yuncheng County, I only heard that there was a Xunyang Tower in Jiangzhou. It turns out it is here. Although I am not very successful, I can't miss it. Why don't I go up to the tower and have a look?"

When Song Jiang arrived at Xunyang Tower, Huang Wenbing also entered the government office.

After handing the generous gift to the housekeeper, Huang Wenbing said to Cai Jiu, "Wenbing crossed the river to visit the mansion last night, but when he heard about the official banquet, he did not dare to enter without permission. Today I will come to see you again, sir."

Prefect Cai Jiu said with a smile: "The judge is my close friend, so why not come to the banquet together last night?"

They were old acquaintances. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Huang Wenbing took a sip of tea and asked, "Sir, I dare not ask you anything. I wonder if the Grand Tutor of your house has sent anyone to come recently?"

"A letter arrived the day before yesterday."

Huang Wenbing asked again: "I wonder what news there is in the capital these days?"

"The letter from my father mentioned one thing: Recently, the chief inspector of the Imperial Academy of History reported to the emperor that he observed the sky at night and saw the Gangxing star shining over Wu and Chu, and a person who was causing trouble appeared. The magistrate has been in Jiangnan for a long time, do you know why?"

Huang Wenbing took a deep breath, stood up and bowed, "Sir, someone is rebelling!"

"Who dares to rebel?"

"Last night I stayed by the Xunyang River and saw the roar of winter thunder. It turned out that a thief wanted to transform into a dragon. If this isn't rebellion, what is it?"

(End of this chapter)