"I said January because I wanted to give Xu Zaifu time to return to Shuzhou. The aristocratic families in the inner city have probably started celebrating."
Chen Que was still talking.
"After all, I, Chen Que, am just a doctor, and I don't know much about the principles. But I know that people like Xu Zaifu should help."
At this time, Xu Mu's face was filled with gratitude.
"My old friend from before, Li Wang'er..." Chen Que sighed, "He did a great thing. Although he died of loyalty and righteousness, many people admire him very much."
"I'll just do it once."
"Mr. Chen's righteousness must be unparalleled in the world."
As the carriage moved slowly, the three people sitting in the carriage were chatting happily. Si Hu, who was following the car outside, cried so hard that his eyes were swollen.
…
About a day later, the carriage drove steadily into Yuzhou City. After only walking a few streets, we stopped in front of Huichun Hall.
"The soldiers of those aristocratic families have retreated. You see, people in the inner city thought that Mr. Wen Long was going to die." Chen Que said with a smile. But after getting off the carriage, his expression changed to one of anger.
Even though he is gone, there is still a secret message left.
"Lord, I...just pretend." Jia Zhou only said one sentence, rolled his eyes, and began to lie down weakly.
Xu Mu was silent for a while, and then put some saliva on it and smeared it under his eyes.
"Ugh, strategist, my great strategist!" Si Hu opened the car door and cried so hard that his eyes were horrified and his nose was even crooked from crying.
Xu Mu resisted the idea of revealing the truth. Si Hu who really cried may add a bit of reality.
"Commander, what kind of coffin do you want? I, Sihu, will pay for it. I will eat five less buns per meal. I will save the money to buy a coffin for the military counselor."
Jia Zhou's body twitched in panic.
As if his words were not enough, Si Hu knelt on the ground again, kowtowed towards Jia Zhou with tears in his eyes.
Hiding in the alley, on the roof of the tiles, the dozen or so secret whistles watching could not help but sigh.
"Si Hu, carry the military advisor to the hospital first..."
After entering the hospital, closing the door and kicking Si Hu out, Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
There were only three people in the room at this time.
"Don't worry, Xu Zaifu. The little military advisor will stay with me for the next few days. When the time comes, he will return to Shu immediately."
"Sir, please follow me into Shu." Xu Mu said in a serious tone.
This sentence is not false. If one day, the world knows that Jia Zhou is not dead, this old miracle doctor will definitely be in disaster.
"Of course, it's boring to stay in the inner city and help those aristocratic families with medical treatment. I'm willing to follow Xu Zaifu." Chen Que smiled faintly, "However, we can't go to Shuzhou together to avoid being suspected. Please don't worry, Xu Zaifu, January Within a few days, I will find a way to leave the inner city and enter Shuzhou."
Chen Que's words made Xu Mu and Jia Zhou smile comfortably at each other.
"If you, sir, enter Shu, you will definitely be the benefactor of our fourteen counties in Shuzhou!"
Chen Que nodded happily.
"During these days of staying in the inner city, please be careful with Xu Zaifu and don't show any signs of weakness, so as not to ruin the plan to escape."
"Don't worry, sir, I won't even tell my own brother."
"Very good."
Outside the Huichun Hall, Si Hu was still crying bitterly. Chang Wei, who came behind, saw Si Hu's appearance and hurriedly held his head and cried together.
Xu Mu came out and saw it, hesitated for a moment, and howled twice in cooperation.
"Si Hu... I'm sorry, my brother will take you to eat something first."
"Brother Mu, what should we eat?"
Si Hu kicked Chang Wei away and quickly ran to Xu Mu.
He only ordered three bowls of noodles from the small restaurant next to him. Xu Mu swallowed them carefully and fell into deep thought for a while.
Today's inner city is no longer what it used to be. Regarding Jia Zhou's fake illness, he had to be careful. In this scene, his role must be fulfilled.
Chang Wei, who was swallowing noodles, thought Xu Mu was in a bad mood and hesitated to speak.
"My dear boss, if you don't want me to take you to the theater in the city, watch a play and relax."
"Chang Wei, no need, the military advisor's time is running out, I want to accompany the military advisor -"
Si Hu next to him suddenly burst into tears again, holding a noodle bowl with clear soup and little water. He didn't know whether he was crying for food or for the military advisor.
…
Living in prison, Liu Ji never left. But even so, it does not prevent him from listening to all directions.
"In front of the Huichun Hall, the stupid man who followed the King of Shu cried and fainted eight times because of Poison Ou's illness."
"King Xu Shu never left Huichun Hall and stayed in the post house every day."
Liu Ji had been listening carefully to news like this, but in the end, he lost interest.
When the young general who was delivering the message suddenly stopped speaking, Liu Ji raised his head and realized that at some point, his lord had walked into the prison with a jug of wine.
The little general from the aristocratic family retreated wisely.
"Zhongde, how are you staying?" Chang Silang sat down and put the wine on the counter.
"My lord, I was still a little unaccustomed to it before...but in the past two days, I have begun to sleep soundly and eat well."
Changshiro sighed silently, opened the wine jar, grabbed the whole jar, and drank several large gulps.
By the time I put it down, the corners of my mouth were already stained with wine.
"My lord, is this a congratulatory wine, or a wine that hurts the spirits?"
"Zhongde, what do you think?"
"It's a congratulatory wine, it's all white." Liu Ji took the wine jar and poured it into his mouth comfortably.
"I discovered something." Changshiro said in a deep voice.
"My old friend the King of Shuzhou, this time he entered the inner city, and the relationship between me and him has become somewhat estranged. Even if he is trying to make fun of me, I feel something is wrong."
Liu Ji was silent for a while, then raised his head, his eyes burning.
"My lord, throughout the ages, most emperors have been lonely. If my lord can understand this, great things can be expected."
"Why don't I know... the path I am taking is different from that of little Tao Tao. He carries eternal loyalty and wants justice rather than the world."
"And I only want the world."
"Xiao Dongjia wants great justice and the world. He almost obeys the wishes of me and Xiao Taotao. I find that I can't see through him more and more."
"Back then, one taught him justice to save the country, and the other taught him to rebel and conquer the world. Good guy, they all got together."
"Walked my own way."
Liu Ji listened carefully, trying to understand the meaning of killing the King of Shu from his lord's words. Unfortunately, there are no clues.
"Zhongde, after he returns to Shuzhou, I will probably lose an old friend."
"It's like wolves in the mountains. They are starving to death and can only eat each other. The one who survives in the end will definitely be killed."
"I said before that each person has a mountaintop... Now think about it, this is a very stupid thing."
"What do you want, my lord?" Liu Ji said excitedly.
Changshiro didn't reply and drank the entire jar of wine. After a long time, he burped and stood up.
"What else can you do? You should also know about my long-cherished wish, Tsuneshiro."
"Drink strong wine, sleep like a flower girl, and conquer the world."
After saying that, I probably vomited out all the unhappiness in my heart. Tsuneshiro began to hum a yellow tune and walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back.
In the cell, Liu Ji, who was spat out with bitterness on his face, blinked his eyes several times in confusion.
