It was almost evening when Song Che returned to Fuman Inn.
As soon as I entered the threshold, the aroma of the food was wafting into my nose. Then I looked at the seats full of diners, gorging themselves on food, drinking as much as they could, and enjoying their food. There were no more leftovers on the table.
Yun Niang finally became a cook.
"Yo? Brother-in-law, you are finally back."
Shen Fang stood behind the counter, flipping the abacus happily. When he saw Song Che coming back, he raised his hand and greeted him loudly.
Song Che raised his eyebrows, "What? My uncle made a special trip to wait for me to eat?"
Shen Fang pointed upstairs: "It's not that I'm waiting for you, but a guest came half an hour ago. It's the box number A on the second floor."
Song Che had no other friends in Yangzhou City, so it would be no one else who could come to him.
Pushing open the door of the private room, he saw Liao Heng standing in front of the window with his hands behind his hands. Even though Song Che entered the room, he had no intention of turning around. He quietly looked at Yangzhou at night and said softly from time to time:
"Yangzhou is not as beautiful as Bianjing, but it is very beautiful and has a unique charm."
Song Che closed the door and said, "The first sentence is about missing my hometown, and the second sentence is about comforting myself. In the end, you still don't like this place very much."
Liao Heng remained silent for a while, but did not deny it: "It's bright and beautiful on the surface, but in fact it's despicable and dirty. How can people like such a city?"
"you are wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"It's not this city that's dirty, it's some people in this city."
Song Che walked to the window, stood side by side with Liao Heng, and pointed at Yangzhou at night, "Look at it, the lights of thousands of houses are as prosperous as a brocade. No matter how you look at it, you can't make it annoying."
He turned his head and looked at Liao Heng: "As an official of the imperial court, if you can't make the city of your home country beautiful, what qualifications do you have to make it dirty?"
Liao Heng lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then sighed: "You must be absolutely right. The country is in decline, the city is dirty, and every official is guilty."
Song Che said: "This topic is too heavy. It's your news. You came to me for dinner tonight."
Liao Heng said: "There is a big shot coming to Yangzhou."
"How old?"
"Power reigns supreme."
"who?"
"Privy Envoy, Gao Chen."
Hearing this name, even Song Che couldn't help but frown, but Liao Heng, a seventh-grade official, was calm and calm.
Liao Hengdao: "Gao Chen was persecuted by Jia Taishi's gang and moved to Huainan and Zhejiang to fight against the Japanese. He once swore in front of the emperor that he would not return to the capital until he defeated the Japanese invaders."
He snorted softly again, "These military attaches are very bloody, but they have little brains. They can cut off their own retreat with just one sentence."
Song Che said: "If we hadn't discovered it early, he might have died in Yangzhou."
"It's not too early," Liao Heng said, "He will arrive tomorrow morning. He will set off from Chuzhou and go to Yangzhou by water."
"So fast?" Song Che frowned and asked again: "Can you find out why he came?"
"There is no need to ask this question. People who want him dead can find a hundred reasons to lure him here, and after killing him, they can make up a thousand reasons to shirk responsibility and get ten thousand benefits. ,"
Liao Hengdao: "How to save his life is the problem we should solve."
How to kill Gao Chen? Where to kill? When to start? The enemy is obviously hiding under the nose, but I don't know how to deal with it.
Song Che thought for a moment and pointed out two fingers: "Two strategies——
First, cut off the long line of fishing for big fish, and find a way to encircle and suppress the Japanese pirates tonight;
Second, find a way to tell Gao Chen and wait until he enters the city to act accordingly. "
"What about the risks?" Liao Heng asked.
Song Che said: "We still don't know how big the big fish is hiding in the deep water in Yangzhou. If it is a shark and cuts the fishing line, it will bite us back if we don't keep it intact;
Today I found out the news that the Japanese pirates had already set up a layout in Yangzhou City a month ago. I am sure that as soon as Gao Chen enters Yangzhou City, there will be countless eyeliners staring at him. How can we bypass these eyeliners to remind him? "
"The night is still very long, you can think about it slowly."
In the past, Liao Heng would have smiled, but now it was in a condescending manner, with a hint of command.
Song Che said solemnly: "What if I can't figure it out?"
Liao Heng turned his head and stared at Song Che.
Song Che did his part and looked at him tightly.
At this time, suddenly,
"Uh-"
The door was pushed open.
"Who is eavesdropping!"
Liao Heng scolded, and his sharp eyes were like sharp knives killing those who came to him.
Yun Niang was holding a few dishes and hesitated at the door, not daring to take a step forward. The look in her eyes was too scary and unfamiliar.
"Crash..."
The dinner plate in his hand couldn't help but fall, breaking into pieces, and the wine and food spilled all over the floor.
Yun Niang was in a hurry, cleaning up and apologizing at the same time: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's the shopkeeper. You two are in the private room. You haven't ordered food yet, so I made some and sent it to you. I... I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now... "
Even if he accidentally cut his finger on a piece of porcelain, he didn't dare to neglect it. Song Che sighed secretly and stepped forward to help clean up the leftovers. "Mrs. Boss, remember to knock on the door first if you have anything to do in the future."
Yun Niang hummed softly, wrapped the residue in a scarf, nodded and left.
Song Che looked at Liao Heng reproachfully: "Why are you doing this?"
A trace of guilt flashed in Liao Heng's eyes, and he sighed: "The official affairs of the state government really disturbed me, so I accidentally lost my composure. Brother Chen, please don't take it personally... Anyway, do your best."
After that, he chased him out of the box.
Not long after Liao Heng left, Jiang Yun jumped in with his arms stretched out the window sill, and the first thing he asked was:
"Did you notice me?"
Song Che said: "If you drink less, I won't be able to find you."
Jiang Yun said intentionally: "I heard your conversation just now. This guy Liao Heng was probably born into a wealthy family and was spoiled. Along the way, he was always moody and his expression changed. Don't take it to heart. "
Song Che smiled and shook his head: "Everyone has two sides, one is a god, and the other is a demon. Gods and demons can wander freely in just one thought, and those who can move freely are generally very smart, and they often live a very tiring life."
Jiang Yun curled his lips, "Obviously I can't be that kind of person. I will either become a god or a demon."
Yes, Liao Heng may be someone else, Song Che may be Chen Rencai, but Jiang Yun will always be Jiang Yun.
"The businessman from Chuzhou has just arrived at the Eight Immortals Tower and ordered a lot of food and drinks - killers are often like this. They eat a full meal before carrying out their tasks, and then sharpen the blades to make them shiny, so that they can be more confident in killing people. .”
Jiang Yun looked at Song Che: "I think you must have some ideas to treat them well, right?"
Song Che sighed softly: "Why do you always think that I can come up with ideas?"
Jiang Yun blinked: "You mean, do you have to let me praise you for being smart?"
Song Che chuckled, feeling happier dealing with the swordsman.
"Tomorrow early morning, a fishing lantern and a boat will go to the outside of Yangzhou City to conduct a secret visit to the Privy Council."
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