Jiang Wang followed the carriage purchased by Bowang Houfu and escaped from Linzi City safely.
In fact, there was no interrogation at all.
However, the shadow guard assigned by Chong Xuan Sheng to lead the way was an acquaintance who impressed Jiang Wang deeply.
It was the one who shouted that he had seen the true meaning of Tao when the Taixu Corner Tower in Tianfu City opened...
Judging from his appearance, he looks loyal and honest, otherwise he wouldn't have been selected by Chong Xuan Pang at that time.
When he was actually doing things, he was very taciturn and only led the way throughout the process without saying a word of nonsense.
Chongxuan Sheng mentioned that these shadow guards were trained with the help of his uncle Chongxuan Chu Liang. Jiang Wang also has considerable trust in their abilities and loyalty.
Biwu County is just east of Linzi, not far away. After traveling quickly, they quickly arrived at their destination—a manor on the outskirts of Chifeng City, the capital of Biwu County.
It was a dark moonlit night, with a few scattered lights in the sky.
The vast manor looks like a giant beast lurking in the shadows.
"Gongsun Yu and Yang Jing are good friends. After leaving the Changsheng Palace, they lived here in seclusion." After the shadow guard explained this, seeing Jiang Wang's confused face, he added: "Yang Jing is the younger brother of Yang Luo, the governor of Biwu County. "
What Jiang Wang didn't know was that this Yang Jing had also participated in the selection of places for the Yellow River Association. He had achieved great success at a young age and had extraordinary combat prowess. He was considered the number one genius in Biwu County. However, it is not ranked among the entire Qi Kingdom, and there is no chance to participate in the Master's Ceremony.
Of course, he also understood the shadow guard's reminder and explained: "I'm just asking Gongsun Yu a few questions, there won't be any conflicts."
The shadow guard said quietly: "I guess you won't be visiting with a name card during this trip."
"Yes...my trip needs to be kept secret."
"Then it will be difficult not to have conflicts." The shadow guard was obviously very experienced. He reached out and handed over a structural layout diagram of the manor: "Gongsun Yu has hardly left the house since he came here. He has not seen any outsiders and has not seen many people. I personally know that he is here. This manor is Yang Jing's property. I usually only come here to stay for a while during the hunting season. It is very quiet. The room where Gongsun Yu lives has been marked on the map. When you visit, there will be no movement Just make it smaller.”
Jiang Wang took the picture and found that the information was indeed very informative. He had worked hard on the intelligence. While looking at it, he asked, "I don't know your name yet, or what to call you?"
"Blue Brick." The shadow guard did not explain the meaning of the name, but said: "I will keep a lookout for you outside. Every quarter of an hour, there are two bird calls, which means everything is normal. Three bird calls in a row means an accident has occurred. , need to leave. If there is no sound for more than two quarters of an hour, it means I am dead."
There is nothing wrong with this reminder, but the word "death" he said is too ordinary...
It's like saying, I'll eat by myself when I'm hungry.
It can only be said that the soldiers trained by Ji Tu are indeed extraordinary.
If Jiang Wang wants to say something, I will go and have a chat, so there is no need to be so nervous. But after thinking about it, he finally said nothing, took the layout of the manor, and walked into the garden.
After so much trouble, he came to Biwu County quietly.
How can I say, don’t be nervous?
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Yang Luo, the governor of Biwu County, is at the pinnacle of outer building cultivation. Being able to serve as the governor of a county in a hegemonic country like Qi State is beyond comparison with ordinary monks in the same realm. With the help of the Biwu County Seal, the combat power cannot be taken lightly.
Only places like the Three Counties of Yangdi, because they were newly attached, gave a person with Huang Yixing's strength a chance. Of course, he has always been the governor of the town and will be appointed as the county governor in the future.
However, for Jiang Wang now, the county guard at the peak level of Wailou means that there is no other official figure in Biwu County who can compete with him.
So Jiang Wang sneaked into this manor with a very relaxed attitude.
It's not that no one in Biwu County is his opponent except Yang Luo. For example, there is the former prime minister in Bei County, the Li family in Shimen County, and the Tian family in Daze County... Of course, there are some reclusive characters in Biwu County, but those characters will not Show up here.
This manor, where Yang Jing used to live when he was hunting, was decorated with a lot of thought. The rockery corridor has a very clear pattern. The decoration is not extravagant, but it is just right.
Jiang Wang had no intention of admiring it, so he searched according to the picture and soon found the courtyard where Gongsun Yu lived.
This courtyard is small and has an old-fashioned layout. At first glance, it is simple and nothing superfluous.
The manor was very quiet at night, with only the light on in Gongsun Yu's bedroom.
Jiang Wang thought about it for a while, and opened the door directly without any cover-up.
A man with a tall crown and elegant temperament was sitting cross-legged on a stone couch.
Different from many places in Qidi, Biwu County has the custom of sleeping on stone couches. I don’t know how it came into being.
The Qi State expanded all the way and became the hegemon of the Eastern Region. It annexed countless countries in the middle, so the domestic folk customs were different, and many customs could not find their origins.
This stone couch is so large that it can be roughly divided into two halves.
The side where Gongsun Yu sat was rolled up with a pillow, and a low table was placed in front of him. There is a pile of books piled on the right side of the low table. They are all showing an old look. It is obvious that reading at night by lamplight has become a habit, not just one night.
In the upper left corner of the low table stands a pine tree-shaped candlestick of extraordinary quality. The candlelight is still, and there is a warm and calm feeling.
Jiang Wang didn't hide it when he walked in, so of course he noticed the movement and looked up.
He also held a volume in his hand, the pages of which were spread out and slightly yellowed.
He recognized Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang on Yunwu Mountain exploded the sea of clouds with an eight-tone flame bird, shocking everyone, and he could not forget it.
But he didn't seem surprised, he just looked at Jiang Wang quietly and cast a questioning look.
Under the control of the sravaka fairy state, the sound of the entire room will not leak out even a little.
"How long have you been here?" Jiang Wang asked.
Gongsun Yu just looked at him and didn't speak.
Jiang Wang realized that he had asked nonsense. If he could find out where Gongsun Yu lived now, how could he not find out when he moved in?
"I came to you because I have some questions to ask you. I hope you can help me answer my questions." Jiang Wang said directly.
Gongsun Yu still just looked at him.
Not even the book in his hand moved, it was as silent as a sculpture.
He is a famous disciple.
Among the hundreds of schools of thought, the most powerful one is eloquent, and is known as the "sword and sword".
It cannot be said that it is not a kind of irony for a famous disciple who is taciturn.
I still remember that when we were in Yunwu Mountain, this man was still eloquent and eloquent. How long has it been before you have become so silent?
In the end what happened?
Jiang Wang vaguely felt that the answer he was looking for might be among them. Would Gongsun Yu know all the secrets that Feng Gu knew?
"Can you tell me why you left the Changsheng Palace?" Jiang Wang asked.
Gongsun Yu's eyelids drooped slightly, but he still didn't respond.
Jiang Wang didn't want to bring him any sense of oppression, so he sat on the tea stool, turned over the inverted tea cup, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, and said slowly: "I didn't see him at the funeral of His Royal Highness Eleven. you."
Gongsun Yu had no expression on his face.
Jiang Wang took a sip of tea and continued: "You are His Highness Eleven's confidant and the person he trusts most..."
He put down the tea cup and looked at Gongsun Yu: "Do you think His Highness had any regrets when he left? Do you want to help him fill his regrets?"
Gongsun Yu suddenly smiled, with a bitter smile, and he shook his head with a smile.
Jiang Wang didn't know for a moment whether he was shaking his head for the former question or the latter question.
"Although His Highness Eleven is gone, I think maybe we can do something..." Jiang Wang said, "Are you willing to share with me what you know?"
Gongsun Yu looked at Jiang Wang quietly and suddenly opened his mouth. His mouth was opened very wide, in an extremely undignified manner, and people could see... only half of his tongue was severed in his mouth!
His tongue is broken!
A famous disciple loses his tongue like a swordsman loses his sword.
This is the part that we should be most proud of and the part we rely on the most.
Who cut his tongue?
"Who did it?" Jiang Wang heard that his voice was dry.
But Gongsun Yu just looked at him.
The mouth has been closed.
The well-educated scholar behind the candlestick seemed to have had all desire for communication taken away by the severed tongue.
Jiang Wang asked: "Can we communicate by writing, okay?"
Gongsun Yu shook his head.
"Or I ask you a few questions and you just nod or shake your head."
Gongsun Yu didn't move his head and only looked at Jiang Wang.
In his eyes, there was only a silence that was alienating people from thousands of miles away.
He doesn't want to say anything, he won't say anything.
Jiang Wang sighed and said, "Do you know that Feng Gu is dead? He was hanged with three feet of white silk in the mourning hall of His Highness Eleventh Prince."
This sentence seemed to finally touch Gongsun Yu. He reached into his sleeves...
He took out a dagger, threw it lightly, and dropped it at Jiang Wang's feet.
He held up the sleeve corner of his right hand with his left hand and made a gesture of invitation.
This was his last expression tonight.
What he meant was obvious.
He won't say anything.
Either leave or kill him.
Jiang Wang was silent for a while, picked up the dagger on the ground, stood up and walked forward.
This bedroom is no more than twelve steps long.
The distance between him and Gongsun Yu was no more than six steps.
It would take him no more than one breath to kill Gongsun Yu. Whether Gongsun Yu rebels or not, it will not affect this time.
One is a world-famous young genius, and the other is a disciple of a famous scholar who was once a rising figure in Linzi City.
Before today, they had only met once.
There is almost no other interaction with each other.
After saying goodbye to each other in Yunwu Mountain, there are too many differences between them.
In this world, everyone is experiencing their own life.
It's just Jiang Wang's magnificent story that has been sung throughout the world.
And Gongsun Yu's turbulent waves were all swallowed in his belly in that half of his severed tongue.
Over and over again, chewing alone.
Gongsun Yu gently closed his eyes, feeling very calm.
No regrets or resentment.
But he only heard a soft sound, which was the sound of the dagger gently hitting the low table.
He opened his eyes, and there was no one in front of him.
Only the dagger placed on the low table showed that the man had indeed been here.
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Leaving the courtyard where Gongsun Yu lived, he casually lifted the sound blockade.
There was no expression on Jiang Wang's face. He just returned along the original path, jumped out of the manor, and went to meet the shadow guard named Qingzhuan.
The birds chirped every moment without stopping, indicating that under Qing Zhuan's surveillance, nothing unusual happened outside the manor.
Not far from the south side of the manor, there is a mountain forest. The green bricks are hidden in it, and the manipulation of birdsong is not obtrusive.
Jiang Wang's body was as fast as the wind, blowing through the night, but he suddenly stopped in front of the forest.
His hand was on the sword.
"I don't have any ill intentions here, I'm just looking for old acquaintances. I have never hurt anyone, and I have never damaged the manor. If you don't believe me, you can go back to the manor now to check." He said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Please don't hurt the people I brought. .”
"The ability to control birds is good, but the calls are too regular."
From the shadow of the mountain forest, a young man of medium height walked out, holding a bow and sword. His sharp eyes looked at Jiang Wang: "Introduce me, I am Yang Jing."
The bird's chirping naturally stopped.
The moonlight is dim and the night is windless.
"Jiang Wang." Jiang Wang kept his distance and took the initiative to say: "I took the liberty of coming here uninvited tonight. Please forgive me, Mr. Yang. If there is anything I can do to make up for it, please tell me."
Yang Jing looked at him and said: "I have long admired your name!"
In the forest, two monks in powerful attire came out, escorting Qing Bian, who was tied up with five flowers.
Looking at Qing Zhuang's bruised nose and swollen face, it was obvious that he had suffered a bit. But fortunately, there is no disability, and there is no problem with his cultivation.
"A name is not worth mentioning." Jiang Wang said: "There are still twenty-eight friends in the forest. You might as well come out together or ask me to get to know them all."
Then one black shadow after another walked out of the forest.
All of them had swords across their waists, with cold temperaments, and formed a faint military formation.
The Yang family has been able to take root in Biwu County for so long. Although it is not a famous family, it does have something that should not be underestimated.
Yang Jing smiled nonchalantly: "How did you guess that it was me and not you who caused other troubles?"
"If it was me who caused other trouble, there should be no chance of me noticing." Jiang Wang explained quietly, and then said: "Please give me a chance to make up for the offense."
"No need." Yang Jing raised his chin, and his men untied Qing Bian.
He looked at Jiang Wang and said, "My friends are fine, and so are your people."
Jiang Wang said sincerely: "Thank you Mr. Yang for your generosity."
"My friend doesn't want to see guests. I hope there won't be a next time."
"If there is a next time, I will hand over the name card first." Jiang Wang said.
"I won't send it."
"Then we won't disturb you." Jiang Wang cupped his hands and left with the shadow guard named Qingzhuan.
"Are you just going to let them go?" Looking at the backs of the two men, one of the men approached and asked.
"Otherwise?" Yang Jing sighed: "That's Jiang Qingyang!"
"But this is Biwu County." The subordinate said.
"Biwu County is small, but the world is huge!" Yang Jing shook his head: "It seems it's time to change brother Gongsun's residence..."
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"Does it still hurt?" Jiang Wang asked as he walked on the road.
Qing Bian grinned: "It's nothing. It's just because of me... your whereabouts were still exposed."
"He won't tell anyone." Jiang Wang said firmly: "Judging from Yang Jing's posture tonight, it is really not easy for you to find this place."
Qingzhuan said calmly: "We will do whatever Mr. Sheng asked us to do."
Jiang Wang recalled the true meaning of his exaggerated shouting...
I couldn't help but ask: "Are you all from the military?"
"Ah, yes." Qingzhuan said: "Training under... Master Jitu."
"It's true that there are no weak soldiers under a famous general!" Jiang Wang praised.
Qing Zhuan was probably not used to being praised, so he asked, "Shall we go back to Linzi now?"
Jiang Wang glanced at the sky.
He sighed: "I can only go back to Linzi."
