Fengyou County has been quiet recently. The caravans are usually domineering and prosperous. People in the government offices and ordinary people have long been accustomed to it. However, in the past few days, the caravans in the county have disappeared. On weekdays, caravans can often be seen swaggering through the bustling streets. , but this time it was rare to be quiet, and there was no movement, but it made everyone in Fengyou County feel a little worried. The government officers patrolling, and even the military barracks in the city are not peaceful. In the past few days, if someone's house is adjacent to the government, you can often see the government officers patrolling with swollen eyes and sloppy steps. They curse and walk out of the government gate, leaning on the door. Shi Xiezhi took a break from his busy schedule, feeling full of boredom.
If it moves, it will bring peace and tranquility; if it does not move, it will stir up the clouds, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the buildings will be filled with desolation. This is the prestige accumulated by the caravan over the years. Whether it is a wealthy businessman, an official in the city, or a high-ranking official, if The ambush troops did not move, and they were all terrified.
"Six or seven groups of people have come in front of this door today, pretending to be pedestrians, but looking at their posture and footsteps, they are all extraordinary. No one from my caravan has ever dared to stop, so why not let others investigate?" Li Wuji came leisurely. I had nothing to do, so I casually picked up a jar of wine and held it to my chest. It was a heavy wine jar that an ordinary person would hold with both hands. He only held the edge of the jar with his five fingers and poured it into his throat. However, he could hardly see his smile and felt stuffy.
It's not unreasonable to think about it. Ever since the caravan opened up the Shanli Gang, it has never shown any weakness to others. At the worst time, Mi Yuhuai had just issued an order, ordering the caravan members to restrain their behavior a little towards the end of the year. , do not arbitrarily argue with others, and do not use fists, kicks, or swords when you disagree. Those who disobey orders will be expelled from the caravan and will not be allowed to enter the caravan again. Now, the leader of the gang, He Zhaoling, has introduced a new order, instructing the caravan to limit the number of people in the caravan. On weekdays, they can walk around in the steering room at home, but they are not allowed to go to the busy city on their own. Whenever there is something important to go out, they need to go to the helmsman to inform them one by one. Only if you are prepared can you go out without weapons.
As soon as this order came out, everyone in the gang was filled with suspicion, and even some were so angry that they couldn't get angry easily. They only talked to the leader of the hall, the helmsman, who came in because he felt cold and couldn't go to the gang, so he immediately threw himself into the gang. Imprisoned in his home, he cannot leave or take a step forward. Thinking about it, the people in the caravan are used to being domineering, and they don't even know what restraint means. The atmosphere in the caravan has been like this for many years, and this order has just come out, which has caused dissatisfaction among almost half of the people in the caravan, and some leaders and helmsmen. They all report illness and go home, completely ignoring other things.
"Don't pay attention to the minions who came to investigate. Besides, after being looked at twice, the chief helmsman of the caravan will definitely not let the earthquake destroy him, no matter what he does." The middle-aged scholar was sitting peacefully in the courtyard fighting insects. Seeing the man picking up the wine jar again, he laughed and cursed, "When the gang leader came down the mountain a while ago, he praised you, Captain Li, for your growing dignity and losing your irritable temper before. Why are you so full of irritability now? How can you behave like this?" "
The man curled his lips and didn't know how to reply for a long time. He swallowed two gulps of wine and was still feeling stuffy. But Mi Yuhuai didn't pay attention at all and was still teasing the two autumn insects in front of him, twisting the fire and teasing the insect tails. Huan Yue couldn't hold back his words after all, and said in a low voice, "The gang leader gave this order, doesn't it mean that we will lose our prestige? Now everyone in the gang is dissatisfied. It's rare for Mi Da to have such fun with insects. His thoughts really impress me, a rough guy like me."
The literati laughed twice, reluctantly put away the wooden box in front of him, and released the two autumn insects. They did not stay in the box and let them go. "At the beginning, our gang leader ordered that the valuable belongings of the gang be sold. Each gang leader took their own hands. When I went to other counties to take over the escort business, if I remember correctly, I almost caused dozens of people to run away and no longer be led by the caravan, which was much more lively than it is now."
"But within two years, the entire caravan relied on the accumulated money and means to buy dozens of shops in the city. With this as a guide, it was able to compete with the merchants and merchants. Although not to mention the caravan, Everyone is rich and powerful, but the situation is much better than when they saw that they couldn't sell their legs and legs for meat, and most of the people in the gang were sallow and skinny. It was precisely because of this move that the caravan was sheltered for many years, and the county warden wanted to uproot the caravan. It’s harder for me to get up than to reach the sky.”
The man followed Mi Yuhuai's words and thought about it for a moment. As expected, his face turned out to be much better for no reason. He put away most of his anxiety, "But with such a move, you really can't see what is so clever about this order. The leader of the gang has always had good ideas, but this time It’s really hard to see the thought behind such a layout.”
Literary Man quickly waved his hand, "I didn't say that our gang leader is a rare talent in the world who looks forward and then notices things later. Although we have known each other for a long time, we must not leave any excuse to flatter the gang leader behind his back. Although Literary Man has already left this place long ago, Waiting for status, but in the end I still need to remain aloof and aloof. What I just said was not speaking for the gang leader, nor did I mean to agree with the gang leader's move. I am not trying to sell it. Even I can't figure out what the gang leader is thinking about this order. , but at least most of the time, the gang leader will suppress the caravan to the side with the greatest chance of winning. Since all the thoughts are to make the caravan prosperous, why bother to get so impatient? We might as well wait until the winter snow melts and the spring mountains gradually appear."
Above the monument peak, there are clouds and mist, making it difficult to see the usual bright scene.
The thatched cottage has been destroyed by He Zhaoling on his own, and now he can only sit cross-legged. A few years ago, it was densely packed and narrow. There were hundreds of fine knives with their heads buried in the soil. Their shapes were different, but the coldness in the blades was no different. shape.
When I raised my head, I saw that there was little fog and cold light. I crossed my legs and circulated my qi. The bull was startled.
He Zhaoling had been fasting for two days and had not drank water. He just sat cross-legged and squinted slightly. The eternal wind passed through his sleeves and lapels. It seemed that this place was empty. There was no one and no knife. The wind came through. Never turned around.
Before coming here, the man had seen a blind old man and gave him dozens of taels of silver. The old man has been telling fortunes and fortune-telling in the capital of Fengyou County for many years, but he has never encountered such a generous hand. He thought it was some prince and grandson who was looking for entertainment. , It is said that there is always a heavy fog in the young master's life. If it is to be broken, the thunder will be angry first, and then it can be solved.
He Zhaoling was waiting for thunder and rain.
But now, there is really a cloud that looks like accumulated ink. There is a rumbling sound in it, as if the throats of millions of horses are trembling, and they don't know when they all rush out.
"What are you doing here?"
The man still closed his eyes, stood up slowly, walked past the clusters of long knives standing around like silent soldiers, walked straight to the blade of a long knife, pressed the tail of the knife and pressed it hard.
There are hundreds of miles of clouds and lightning in the sky, just like swinging a knife to clear the Yangguan Road.
As the rain fell, hundreds of long knives flashed with lightning, all reflecting the cold light.
He Zhaoling did nothing, just let the rain water him, his long gown seemed to be washed, and he stroked the tail of the sword. He never drew the sword, but the light of the sword was better than the lightning.
