In the night wind of Changyang City, Chang Sheng's voice was devoid of any emotion.
"I have said that if it comes to resourcefulness, I may be the opponent of a lame person. But my greatest ability to always win is that I like to read and make up for my shortcomings with diligence. A few days ago, I collected all the household registration records about Dongfang Jing book."
"The Dongfang family in Huaizhou was once a royal censor. Later, due to his family's financial difficulties, the family traveled far away to visit relatives. They went to Yezhou and Qingzhou. In the end, Dongfang Jing's father died of illness, so he took root in Shuzhou."
Chang Sheng lowered his head and frowned.
"When entering Yezhou, Dongfang Jing's brother Dongfang Li suffered from a serious illness. Later, he met a border villager who was selling horses and was saved by a wonderful medicine. It happened that the border villagers delayed the return of the ultimatum in order to save the people. , fearing that he would be charged with crossing Guanjin privately, he had no choice but to report it to the official, so he was included in the register, and I later found out."
"Yan Pi, do you know the surname of this border resident?"
The confused Yan Pi hurriedly shook his head.
"The surname is Lou, and his son is Lou Xing. The Dongfang family wrote a poem of thanksgiving and gave it to the Lou family as a gift."
Chang Sheng paused and sighed quietly.
"If the world is peaceful and prosperous, I would like to ride a horse and go to Shu to drink with the lame man, or even worship him as my teacher. It's a pity that in these troubled times, my destiny of victory has already belonged to Beiyu." "
"I am willing to follow my teacher's will and serve my Lord without fear of life or death."
The howling wind suddenly became stronger, causing the dragon flag in front of the palace to sway all of a sudden.
…
"Commander Sun, there is no problem with these people." Outside the Chengdu Post House, a man who looked like a captain walked over in a deep step.
Sun Xun nodded and yawned.
"My lord, if you don't say anything, just keep watching. It's night again, so use your moves more brightly."
"Don't worry, Commander Sun."
In the post house, the ten border residents who followed Taishu Yi into Sichuan had all eaten and drank enough. They sat around and talked about the joy of the rest of their lives after the disaster.
Lou Xing glanced at the sky and stood up.
"Dongdu...Brother Lou, where are you going?"
"My eyes are sleepy, let's go to sleep first."
Lou Xing turned around and walked to the far corner of the post house. In the darkness, he and a postman looked at each other for a few times, and both of them nodded coldly.
"Change."
Not long after, Lou Xing, wearing the light robe of a postman, touched the small package under his waist, lowered his head in the night, and walked out of the inn coldly.
The postman in Yipao pushed open the posthouse room and stepped in.
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with the candles——"
In the city of Chengdu, the night was getting darker. A figure walked to a noodle stall and ate two bowls of Yangchun noodles. After wiping his mouth, he smiled and asked.
"Changyuan Street? That's the residence of my official family in Xishu. What are you doing here?" the vendor muttered.
In front of the vendor, Lou Xing, who had changed into a linen robe, tried his best to smile.
"There is a villager who works as a nursing home over there and wants to visit relatives."
"Can you show me the dental plaque?"
Lou Xing squinted his eyes, raised his head and looked around, then lowered his hand to reach into the package under his waist, and quickly sprinkled a handful of powder on the noodle stall vendor under the electric light.
The hawker clutched his throat and fell down with bleeding from his features.
Lou Xing had no expression on his face. After hiding the body, he laughed and continued walking forward.
…
Be empty of wine.
Xu Mu and Tai Shuyi were sitting under the night, drinking wine together.
"I said before that my nineteen adopted disciples were taken to the inner city by Chang Sheng." Tai Shuyi lowered his eyelids, "King Shu, you know that unlike my father, I don't have any big dreams in this life. If If you write a letter to the King of Yuzhou, you can really save the besieged border residents and those children..."
Xu Mu pricked up his ears.
"I may still choose to hide from the world. Previously, the border residents were affected by the rebellion, and I had no other choice, so I gathered my troops to resist."
Xu Mu sighed in his heart. For people like Tai Shuyi, he was too indifferent and disliked fame, but this was actually what he expected.
It's a pity that Tai Shuyi has such talent and learning.
"I know what the King of Shu is worried about... If my disciple is safe, I am willing to stay in Western Shu and be an ordinary teacher."
Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Tai Shuyi does not stay in Beiyu, it will be a good thing for Xishu.
But he didn't give up after all, so Xu Mu asked one more question.
"Mr. Taishu...are you really unwilling to become an official?"
Tai Shuyi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I have seen too many tragic scenes regarding my father's affairs. Now, I hate war. But don't worry, King Shu. If one day, there is a big disaster in Western Shu, the disaster will be People, I will also help the King of Shu quell the chaos just like I did in Yanzhou."
"Okay, then I won't force Mr. Taishu." Xu Mu sighed and raised his wine glass, "This glass of wine is a tribute to Mr. Taishu's righteousness in the world."
"Drink together."
Putting down the wine cup, Tai Shuyi frowned and suddenly remembered something.
"King Shu, let me tell you one more thing."
"Mr. Taishu, please tell me."
"Chang Sheng, a young military advisor, threatened me to enter Shu, so that the King of Shu would worship me as a military advisor, promote me to an exceptional level, command another army, and wait for an opportunity to cooperate with Beiyu... But I know that Chang Sheng will definitely see through my temperament, and he will Knowing that this matter may not be possible. What I mean is that after me, there may be chess pieces that can always win."
"But from north to south, except for my great uncle Yi, many things are not necessary. But Chang Sheng still did this. In other words, among the border people who followed the army, it is very likely that there is a person who is Chang Sheng. . It took so much trouble to even say that that person has some kind of connection with Chengdu. Of course, this is just my own speculation. Please ask the King of Shu to make preparations for specific matters in advance."
Xu Mu paused and fell into deep thought.
…
Chengdu Changyuan Long Street, Zuo Chengling Mansion.
An old servant, in the early morning breeze, was holding a broom and slowly sweeping away the mountain dust that had been covered overnight. But he never thought that in front of him at this time, there was a man running over with a face full of joy.
The man was holding several boxes of cakes and preserved fruits in his hands.
The old servant just thought that he was here to take care of something again, so he shook his head and prepared to ask the person away. Everyone in Chengdu knew that the real head of Zuo Chengling's mansion was the little Eastern military advisor who was guarding Jiangnan.
Because of this, people would come to visit from time to time, trying to achieve some purpose through Dongfang Xiaojun's brother.
The man carrying the gift box did not leave, but was still explaining something happily. In the mansion, several guards heard the noise and hurriedly came out. They looked at the man with unkind expressions on their faces.
"This is Enshi, I am your master's old friend." Lou Xing spoke excitedly, almost dancing.
The old servant hesitated for a moment, and finally took the sheepskin with the poem on it, turned around and walked into the mansion.
Not long after, a middle-aged scribe trembled and ran out in a hurry, not caring about putting on his shoes. He looked at Lou Xing in front of him, and he could roughly trace the outline of his old friend's facial features.
"Sir, what's your surname..."
"My surname is Lou, a border resident of Yanzhou." Lou Xing said with a smile, "I happened to enter Shu this time. If my father is right...you are my old friend Dongfang Li."
"Dongfang Li has met the son of his benefactor." The middle-aged scribe's voice became more and more excited, and he bowed to the person in front of him.
