Changsun Jinghong spent two days fishing at the pier in Huaishan County.
I ate fish for two days.
He didn't fish anymore on the third day because it started to rain and because he was really tired of eating.
This day is the ninth day of October in the 23rd year of Zhaohua.
He had lunch at Xiangmanfang, gave him a tael of silver, and took away the bamboo hat and raincoat once used by Mr. Ding Da, as well as a rusty knife.
He came to the dock again and sharpened his knife for half an hour on a stone slab using the water in the river.
The knife has been sharpened.
The blade is sharp again.
He held the knife and stood on the only road outside Huaishan County.
This road leads to Tai'an City and also to Kyoto.
He stood for half a stick of incense until he found the person he was waiting for.
What came was an army of 20,000 men wearing armor and holding swords and guns!
This army has a distinctive feature. Their helmets are tied with a bunch of red tassels, so they are called the Red Flame Army!
In this bleak autumn rain, Changsun Jinghong inserted the knife in his hand in the middle of the road.
The Red Flame Army stopped.
A tall war horse came out of the army, with a burly man sitting on the war horse.
He rode up to Changsun Jinghong and looked down at him. After a while, he spoke:
"I don't want to kill you!"
Changsun Jinghong looked up at him, frowning slightly: "I thought it was Xia Yunhu, but I didn't expect it was the general!"
"Are you waiting for Xia Yunhu?"
"That's right."
"What are you waiting for him?"
"Ask him a question."
General Wu Mian did not ask what the words were, "Since you are waiting for the wrong person, then get out of the way!"
"I suddenly changed my mind and wanted to ask the general a question."
"ask."
"Whose slave is the General?!"
This question is heartbreaking!
Because Wu Mian led the 20,000 Red Flame Army, heading towards Kyoto!
That will inevitably lead to chaos in Kyoto!
The Red Flame Army is a powerful army controlled by the Duke of Yan. According to logic, it is also the emperor's army.
The emperor is not dead, and there is no danger. The Red Flame Army's unauthorized actions should be regarded as treason!
Wu Mian was once Lu Zhanxiao's subordinate, but today he is actually commanding the Red Flame Army. Does this mean that he has become Duke Yan's subordinate?
Or maybe, from beginning to end, he was the Duke of Yan!
Wu Mian was silent for a long time and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked Changsun Jinghong:
"Queen Lu's great trust, but you have also failed to fulfill it!"
"Now that you have come to seek death, you have gone to the underworld and met Queen Lu, how can you give her an explanation?!"
The eldest grandson Jinghong's eyes narrowed, "The eldest son of the emperor is well!"
Wu Mian raised his eyebrows, "Where is he? Don't tell me that he is Li Chenan!"
"General, what do you mean, if the emperor's eldest son is here, you will give up?"
Wu Mian was silent for another moment, and this time he did not answer.
"I hope you have been guarding that big-leafed banyan tree for twenty years, so please get out of the way."
"What if I don't let you?"
"...Then go die!"
"What method did Xi Wei use to control the emperor?"
Wu Mian didn't answer, he turned the horse's head.
"There are still 30,000 people in the Red Flame Army. Where are they now?"
Wu Mian turned his head, his eyes sharp, but he looked in the direction of Kyoto.
"One last thing, I will give you three breaths. If you don't get out of the way... I will step on your body and leave!"
At this moment, an old voice from the army sounded:
"General, are you nostalgic?"
"This man always likes to miss the past when he gets old."
"Nostalgia for the past is not a good thing. The so-called old times refer to old relationships, old friendships, and old things."
"These things from the past are meaningless to me...after all, only when the old goes away can the new come back."
"Changsun Jinghong, you are not a nostalgic person at all, you are delaying the time of becoming a general!"
"But there's no rush. There's still some time, and I also want to have a few words with you."
A carriage slowly drove out from the queue.
The carriage door opened.
An old man with gray hair came out, wearing a black robe and a black scarf.
Changsun Jinghong narrowed his eyes:
"Xi Wei?!"
The old man nodded:
"You have been looking for me for twenty years, but it turns out that your wisdom is still limited."
"Since you are no longer lying under the crooked-neck tree, and since you came here alone..."
"Now let me guess what you are waiting for in this wretched place?"
"You're waiting for Qin Huaiyu!"
Changsun Jinghong was shocked and heard Xi Wei say again:
"In the winter of the third year of Zhaohua, Qin Huaiyu and He Xishan performed in a play together. They really deceived me and made me think that they were at least seriously injured. So I was careless for half an hour and allowed them to kill the emperor's eldest son. Taken away."
"But Qin Huaiyu shouldn't come back!"
"He should not have made an agreement to meet you in Huaishan County twenty years later!"
Changsun Jinghong felt a huge wave in his heart, "How do you know about this agreement?"
Xi Wei smiled slightly: "There are very few things in the world that I don't know!"
"In order to wait for your meeting this time, I specially trained 10,000 dead soldiers in Qishan. It was originally to deal with you, Qin Huaiyu and those brats in your Imperial City Division. I originally thought that Qin Huaiyu would bring the eldest son of the emperor to Here, hand it over to you. But that old guy has also become cunning. He actually came here alone, just three days ago."
"He didn't meet with you."
"He went to Changle Palace."
"He actually wanted to ask the emperor... He simply didn't take me seriously, so I kept him here."
Changsun Jinghong suddenly smiled at this moment: "Qin Huaiyu and Wu Xishan have never shown up in these years, and you don't dare to show up either!"
"After all, you still haven't found the whereabouts of the eldest son of the emperor. You are very old after all, so you still have to do this matter a little hastily today."
"There is no flawless strategy in the world, and no one can truly make it perfect!"
"You shouldn't have come, but I know you will definitely come!"
"Because you have been painstakingly planning this for so long, now the most critical moment has come, and what happens next is what you most want to see in your life."
"Just like a farmer, who works hard to sow, weed and fertilize, but what he is waiting for is the autumn harvest!"
"So what I'm waiting for here is not just Qin Huaiyu, but also... you!"
Xi Wei was not surprised, he even nodded:
"You are right. Originally, I should have waited another year and a half, but I am indeed very old and I am afraid that I will wait for death."
"This great show has just started. I don't want to miss it, so I came out to have a look. I didn't expect to meet you here."
Changsun Jinghong curled his lips,
"You are no longer what you used to be. You made a mistake. You shouldn't have talked so much to me. Now I know who you are!"
The old man in black robe raised his eyes with a joking look on his eyebrows, "Tell me who I am?"
Changsun Jinghong stared into the eyes of the black-robed old man.
The autumn rain was misty and I couldn't see clearly.
But two extremely certain words came out of his mouth:
"Shang Di!"
