"Master Wu. How am I doing before the rain?" Zhang Shiping picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then asked Wu Nian with a smile.
"Good tea." Wu Nian praised calmly. Then, taking advantage of others' surprise, he pinched the note, held it in his palm, and stuffed it into his belt.
The cup of tea was quickly finished. Wu Nian put down the cup, clasped his fists at Zhang Shiping and said, "Thank you for the tea, Mr. Zhang. I'll take my leave."
"Master Wu, please." Zhang Shiping also stood up and clasped his fists politely. Then he arranged for a domestic servant to send Wu Nian out of the house.
"Sir, what should we do now?" Zhang Jin asked in a deep voice after leaving the mansion.
Wu Nian pinched a piece of paper. Zhang Jin stood behind him and naturally saw it.
There were only four people in the main room.
The note must have been sent by Zhang Shiping, so the person Zhang Shiping wanted to guard against was Qian Guangyuan. What kind of medicine is in the gourd here?
Only by reading the note can we understand clearly.
Long Qie looked at the expressions of the two brothers and wondered, what are you doing?
"Leave the city first and find a secluded place." Wu Nian narrowed his eyes and said calmly.
"yes."
Long Qie and Zhang Jin responded, and the coachmen drove the horses to pull the heavy baggage carts. The personnel escorted them, turned around, and left the city through the original gate.
Wu Nian also asked Chen Jiagui, the flying monkey, to keep an eye on him. After making sure that no one was following him, he found a secluded place to stop.
Wu Nian got off the carriage, turned his back to everyone, took out the note and looked at it. Zhang Jin and Long Qie poked their heads out from behind him and looked at the note in Wu Nian's hand.
"Tomorrow at noon. See you at the Hou family gathering at Tutu Temple."
Along the way, neither Wu Nian nor Zhang Jin revealed anything. Long Qie didn't know the inside story and was confused. What was going on? Where did the note come from?
Wu Nian and Zhang Jin were moved in their hearts.
"This Zhang Shiping is most likely a prisoner. The man named Qian Guangyuan is not Mr. Xixi, but a prison chief."
Wu Nian had a deep look on his face, and after taking a long breath, he said to Zhang Jin.
"This is a no-care zone. Zhang Shiping is extremely powerful, and the people who can control him are either the Chu State court or the Meng Yuan people. I prefer the latter." Zhang Jin nodded and speculated further.
"Yes. Brother's guess coincides with mine."
Wu Young nodded lightly.
If the Chu court controlled Zhang Shiping, there would be no need to treat him like this.
"Sir, what should we do? Go or not?" Zhang Jin asked.
Wu young man shook his head slightly, then found a stone to sit down, lowered his head and began to think.
Long Qie, who was confused, took Zhang Jin's arm and asked for advice.
"Go. Come here. I originally came here for the century-old wild ginseng. Now things are strange. Zhang Shiping may have this thing in his hands."
"Secondly, if it is really the Meng Yuan people who control Zhang Shiping, Zhang Shiping conveys the message in this way. I can't ignore it."
Wu Nian raised his head, his eyes sparkling with determination and determination.
"That's right, we are going to mess up whatever the Meng Yuan people want to do." Long Qie took advantage of this time to already know the ins and outs. He clenched his fists and spoke loudly.
"Let's go. Let's go to Houjiaji first and find the Tutu Temple."
Wu Nian stood up, patted the dust on his butt, jumped onto his horse vigorously, and gave a loud order.
"Yes." Everyone responded, and the team set off again, led by a brother who was familiar with the terrain, and headed for Houjiaji.
The next morning, Wu Nian and others arrived at Houjiaji.
The location of Houjiaji is very remote, and now after the plague, Houjiaji has also suffered a huge blow. The local people died and fled.
Although it was daytime, the entire Houjiaji was full of eerie atmosphere.
After asking an old man, Wu Nian and others came to a remote place far away from Houjiaji.
An abandoned earth temple stands beside a large century-old tree.
The team stopped outside the Earth Temple, and Wu Nian looked at the surrounding terrain. He said to Zhang Jin: "Brother, please take people to the Tutu Temple to have a look."
"Brother, take the Sky Monkey with you and go have a look nearby."
"It's important to be on guard against others. Be careful of being ambushed."
"yes."
Long Qie and Zhang Jin responded and went down with their men. Wu Nian saw a stone under the big tree, and he didn't mind it being dirty, so he sat down on it.
Soon after, Long Qie and Zhang Jin returned with their men. There were no enemies ambush in the Tutu Temple or nearby.
Wu Nian nodded, set up an alert mission, and then waited with peace of mind.
The time soon reached noon.
Wu Nian's ears perked up and he heard the rapid sound of horse hooves. The people on alert immediately changed directions. Wu Nian also stood up and looked forward.
Soon after, a middle-aged man wearing black clothes and looking ordinary came to Wu Nian on a tall horse.
"But Mr. Wu?" The middle-aged man turned over and dismounted. It seemed that his riding skills were not very good. He was unsteady and almost fell to the ground.
"Exactly. Who are you?" Wu Nian asked, clasping his fists.
"I am Zhang Shiping's domestic slave, and my nickname is not worth mentioning." The middle-aged man gasped, and then said hurriedly: "Our master, let me tell Mr. Wu. His whole family is controlled by the Meng Yuan people. Meng Yuan He was forced to sell Dongzhu, ginseng, Korean ginseng and other Mongolian Yuan specialties."
"The man named Qian Guangyuan is the lackey of the Meng Yuan people."
"Our master heard that Mr. Wu was an enemy of Ban Bian Zhang and intercepted a batch of supplies from the Mongolian people. Later, he also heard that Mr. Wu killed a dozen Mongolian people at the gate of the city. He must be a person worthy of entrustment. .”
The middle-aged man said so much, but his words did not go straight to the core. Wu Nian was a little impatient and asked, "Your master, do you want me to save him?"
"I don't dare." The middle-aged man clasped his fists solemnly, shook his head at Wu Nian and said, "My master, I don't dare to expect Mr. Wu to save his life. But there is a message for Mr. Wu to send to Wei Changqing, General Wei."
With that said, the middle-aged man pointed to the broken earth temple and said: "In the lobby of this broken temple. Master Wu will dig three feet into the ground and you will find a thousand taels of silver. This is a reward."
Special code.
This thing is getting really weird.
I'm just here to get century-old ginseng. One thousand taels of silver is very good, but now there's no point in getting more silver. It's better to have one more ton of grain.
Wu Nian was a little impatient, but he still controlled his temper and asked, "What's the news?"
"Because my husband was controlled by the Meng Yuan people, the Meng Yuan people were not prepared for him. So I got some news. This plague is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster."
"The Mongolian people killed many livestock, death row prisoners, and intercepted many Han people. They used their corpses to brew a plague. The people from the Liu Family Fist Sect were scattered throughout the water sources in Liaodong."
"The Liu Family Fist Sect is the largest sect in Liaodong. Many dignitaries hire their people as bodyguards and guardians. They have completely surrendered to the Meng Yuan people. This is a big deal."
"If this news doesn't spread, there will definitely be chaos."
Wu Nian seemed to be hit by an electric current, and his whole body trembled. His hands stretched out like lightning, grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, and lifted him up, his eyes widening.
"What did you say?"
