When Chang Geng chased Monk Leran to the outside of the city, it was already dark and everything around him was silent. The sound of wooden carts making updates in the city also disappeared. He stopped and called the person in front of him: "Master Leran, let's go slowly first."

Mingran paused.

Chang Geng spoke slowly and had no anger at all, his attitude was gentle and polite, just like drinking bitterness silently in the Zen room.

Only when the palm of his hand had moved to the hilt of the sword and was pulled out of the sheath at any time, he could skew the monk into meat skewers.

Chang Geng: "I have been talking to the master these days, and I have benefited a lot. I also know that the master is concerned about the world and is not a person who is content with Zen temples to talk about Buddhism and Taoism. My origin may have heard of it. The marquis travels thousands of miles away. Even if he is a famous general, no matter where his family, country and country put him, to me, he is just a relative who depends on each other. I am a little man, and I have no ability. I can only gain a foothold in my hands. I can't worry about major issues. I only have a marquis' mansion and a few people who are as big as a palm. I hope the master will understand it."

Rarang: "..."

He didn't know how Changgeng talked to Gu Yun normally, but he always said "three points, very subtle words" to outsiders. He thought he had already experienced it, but he never expected that someone in the world would say such murderous words as "If you dare to touch Gu Yun's head, I will kill you with one sword."

Leran looked down at the monk's roaming after running for a day and could not see the background. He tentatively said, "Your Highness is a noble man with kind hearts. He should have a world, so you don't have to underestimate yourself."

Chang Geng looked faint and unmoved: "A man was born in the world. If he couldn't even take care of one acre and three-point land around him, why should he keep his eyes so far?"

Leran smiled bitterly, knowing that he was not easy to fool, he had to swear and gesture: "Shuai Gu is the pillar of the country, and one move will affect his whole body. How dare the monk have any evil intentions?"

Chang Geng's palm was still on the hilt of the sword: "But the master did intend to lead my adoptive father here."

Mingran was serious: "Please follow me."

Chang Geng stared at him for a moment, lifted his sword again, and smiled and said, "Then I'll be the master who will lead the way to solve the problem."

If you don't solve it well, you will still poke you to death.

Monk Leran took off the monk's robe and turned it over inside and outside. He saw that the white monk's robe dressed in mourning clothes had two sides, and it was black inside. He put it on his body and covered his head, and the monk merged into the darkness.

Chang Geng: "…"

A question emerged in his heart - they did not seem to have changed their clothes from the capital to Jiangnan. So was it really a piece of black cloth inside his monk's robe, or did he not wash it, and when he was wearing it black, he turned over and continued to wear it?

Thinking of this, Chang Geng became obsessed with cleanliness and could hardly walk side by side with the monk!

In the "night-carrying clothes", Leran took Chang Geng and passed by the winding water of the small bridges and flowing in the south of the Yangtze River, and soon arrived at the inner canal pier.

The access between Daliang sea freight and the inland canal was opened ten years ago. It was parallel to the two lines, and it was very convenient to travel between ships. It once made the prosperous land on the riverside. In recent years, due to the heavy taxation, it has seemed a bit depressed.

However, the lean camel is bigger than a horse. It is already late at night, and there are still merchant ships and ship workers on the pier.

Lee Ran waved his hand, stopped Chang Geng's steps, and gestured: "There is already a suspicion of Xuan Tie Camp in front of him, don't get close to him."

Chang Geng glanced at him, took out a thousand-mile eye, and looked up at the water.

The dock was calm, and the boatman and the porter came and went. On the shore, some soldiers transferred from the Jiangnan garrison were checking the goods. He could not see the people from the Xuantie Camp or anything abnormal on the water.

Chang Geng didn't trust him very much at this time, so he did not ask for it bluntly, and he observed silently - the shipper was loading the cargo, and the goods were loaded in thin wooden boxes. Before boarding the ship, he had to open the box cover and place it on a gear-turning teleportation strip for the guards to check it out, and then transport it to the other end. Several shippers were waiting there, sealing the boxes one by one and carrying it onto the ship.

When I passed by a few days ago, I heard local people chatting that the sea transport and river transport terminals were not so strict in the investigation of merchant ships. Jiangnan recently began to promote puppets, and the imperial court issued a large number of purple gold, which became nervous to prevent some sluts from reselling them privately.

As soon as the inspection box was opened, Chang Geng couldn't help but frown his nose: "What's the smell?"

Leran wrote on the tree next to him: "."

Chang Geng was stunned: "What?"

Mingran gestured: "Your Highness has been in Anding Marquis' Mansion for a long time, and the incense he uses must be given by the emperor. I have never seen these cheap goods used by ordinary people. This is to press the pile of spices into oil or paste, and the smell is very strong. When you buy it, you have to add three layers of sealed jars to prevent it from getting rid of the smell. Just take out a little at a time and melt it with warm water. You can use it for several months. A piece of fragrant ointment is only the size of a thumb. It will be no problem to use it for ten or eight years, and you will only have to hang up the money."

The suppressed fragrance is too strong, and it reaches a certain level, and it is completely foul. Chang Geng was so angry that his brain hurts, so he didn't even bother to correct the monk's misunderstanding - the Hou Mansion never uses incense, and the clothes he washed only have soapy smell.

Chang Geng raised his eyes and suddenly saw a man on the merchant ship flashing his body, his hair and clothing were different from those of the Central Plains. He remembered the overseas experiences that Lao Ran told him, and asked, "I seem to have seen a Japanese man whom the master said, so this is a merchant ship sent to Japan... What do Japanese people want so much fragrant? Take it home and cook it?"

He glanced at him with appreciation.

The wooden boxes filled with fragrance are winding like a long dragon, and four or five large ships hidden in the dark night are waiting there, which is even more spectacular than the merchant ships transporting fresh aquatic products next to them.

If a single scented scent can last for ten or eight years, why would anyone buy so many?

Not to mention the Japanese islands as big as a palm, even the people of Daliang may not be able to buy these ships.

The dock garrison was sobbing from tears that he covered his nose with a handkerchief, desperately urging the ship workers to pass the cargo box as soon as possible. There was a dog next to him who was assisting in the inspection, but it was already so cold that he lay on the side and stopped moving.

Chang Geng asked in a low voice: "Master, what are the dogs around the garrison checking?"

"That's the 'dog inspector'," said Lee Ran. "The purple liujin has a faint bitterness that people can't smell, but the dog is very sensitive. The purple liujin is of great importance. When Emperor Wu issued a dead order to rectify the purple liujin black market, the dog inspector made great contributions and is still in use today."

The dog inspector rolled his eyes so much that he smoked the inferior Xiangning. Not to mention purple gold, even flesh and bones must not be smelled.

Chang Geng: "So the master suspected that this team of Japanese ships had an ulterior motive. Is my adoptive father here to investigate this?"

Before Leran had time to nod, Chang Geng immediately asked, "So, Master, how did you know that my marquis would come in person? And this should have been the matter of Yingtian Prefecture and the Jiangnan Army, and he was a small trip. How could you be sure that he would intervene? Why don't you go to Governor Yingtian, or look for the inspector, and try your best to attract him from the northwest?"

Rarang: "..."

He thought that the first time this young man went out alone, he encountered such a big conspiracy. In addition to being shocked, he could easily ignore other things - but he did not expect that Chang Geng was not very shocked. He just frowned from beginning to end and insisted on digging the bottom line.

The monk couldn't help but remember the rumors that Gu Yun brought the child back from Yan back to the town. Some people said that the barbarian rebellion in Yan back to the town was caused by the adoptive mother of the Fourth Prince. The Fourth Prince destroyed his relatives for justice, and only then did the Xuantie Camp be prepared and beat the barbarians in one fell swoop.

But how old was Chang Geng at that time? At best, he was twelve or thirteen years old...

Leran suddenly wanted to ask, "Did you kill someone when the geese returned to the turmoil?" After a moment, he swallowed it back because he felt that there was no need to ask.

Chang Geng looked at him quietly, and under the moonlit night, he saw two shallow black shadows in his eyes.

He had known that Chang Geng had a special premature wisdom and precocious maturity, and he thought that it was the sensitivity of his sudden change in his identity when he was young and living under the capital. It was not until this time that the monk suddenly realized that this young man had probably seen a dark place in his eyes that no one knew.

He even suspected that even Gu Yun didn't know.

Mingran's attitude became cautious, and after thinking for a while, he slowly gestured: "I know he will come, and I also know that as long as he comes, he will definitely intervene. This matter is very wide and cannot be settled by a small Yingtian Mansion - some things, the Marquis should be tacitly aware of us."

Chang Geng narrowed his eyes and noticed keenly that he said "we".

At this moment, a wind suddenly sounded behind him. Before Leran could react, the decorative sword on Chang Geng's waist had already whirled out of the sheath. This was his instinctive reaction to countless times of fighting with the iron golem.

Xueliang's sword hit the Black Iron Wind Cutting Blade. Chang Geng recognized the man as a Xuanying, and both of them retreated at the same time.

Xuanying knelt down on one knee: "I disturbed Your Highness--The Marquis asked his subordinates to take Your Highness and the Master back."

Chang Geng just put down his eyebrows gently lifted up. How did Gu Yun know that he and Leran were sneaking here?

What does the "tactful" monk Leran mean?

Mingran was not surprised. He took off his ridiculous headscarf like a stream of good deeds, and Baoxiang bowed his head solemnly, silently expressing "I'll disturb you like this."

Early the next morning, a Xuanying knocked on the door.

Na Xuanying said, "Master Leran wants to continue traveling, and the general must also rush back to the northwest and ask his subordinates to escort His Highness back to the Marquis' Mansion. Please give your superiors advice, which is suitable and convenient to set off."

If it weren't for witnessing the strange batch of Japanese merchant ships at the canal ferry the night before, Chang Geng would have believed it.

But before he could speak, someone across from him gently tapped the wooden handrail in the corridor.

Xuan Ying turned around and saw the mysterious mute monk standing there at some time. Leran made a "wait" to Chang Geng, tidy up his clothes, and directly reached out and pushed open Gu Yun's door.

Xuan Ying and Chang Geng were stunned together - the monk didn't knock on the door!

If the entire Hou Mansion hadn't known that Gu Yun hated bald, Chang Geng would have almost suspected that the two of them would have had a close relationship.

Perhaps because he was afraid of being beaten out, he pushed open the door and did not go directly into the house. He just bowed to the person in the house.

Gu Yun didn't even get anxious with him, and a somewhat impatient voice came from the room: "What's the master?"

Mingran gestured and said, "Master, the young eagle did not grow up in a golden cage, and you are missing a few servants by your side, so why not bring your Highness with you? The late emperor left the position of Prince Yanbei for His Highness. In a year or two, he should go to court."

Gu Yun replied coldly: "Master is too much to care about."

At this time, Leran took a step forward and suddenly crossed the threshold. He seemed to have made some gesture to Gu Yun in a place where others could not see it.

Gu Yun in the room suddenly fell silent.

Chang Geng heard Madam Cao whispering behind her: "What does it mean? Where is the Grand Marshal going to take us?"

His heart suddenly thumped wildly. With Gu Yun's temperament, he would never take him there. Chang Geng knew it. He thought he was going to choose between "sneaking and acting without permission" and "returning to Beijing honestly and not letting him worry", but he never expected Gu Yun to take him by his side.

This will suddenly ignite hope and a layer of sweat appears in the palm of your hand.

He had never been so nervous when confronting the barbarians.

After a while, he heard Gu Yun sigh: "Come with me, don't leave me, do what I said before."

Ge Pangxiao and Cao Niangzi, who had no idea what to do, cheered "ao" and Changgeng lowered his head and coughed lightly, pressing down the silly smile on his lips. At the same time, another question arose from his heart - what did Leran say to Gu Yun?

Is there anyone in the world who can convince his adoptive father?

Soon, a broken carriage walked towards the outskirts of the city.

The person who drove the car was a monk. In the car was a "weak" young man with two servants and a maid. The few Xuanying Eagles that Gu Yun had with him were gone.

Chang Geng couldn't help but go to see Gu Yun again. He took off all his armor and changed into a wide-sleeved high-necked robe, blocking the wound on his neck. His hair was not upright and he draped it down unruly, as if he was a mockery of the bald man of the carriage driver, with a black cloth covering his eyes.

Unable to see his upper half of his face, Chang Geng found in annoyance that his attention was always involuntarily spinning around the pale lips of his adopted father, so he had to look back at his eyes and nose.

Ge Pangxiao couldn't help but say, "Marty, why do you pretend to be like this?"

Gu Yun tilted his head slightly in the direction of him, pointed to his ear, and said seriously: "I'm deaf, don't talk to me."

Ge Pangxiao: "..."

Deafness is really domineering.

I don’t know who came up with the bad idea, but Gu Yun planned to get on the incense boats as the incense master. Some incense traders among the people believed that the five senses would hinder the sense of smell, so they blinded and deafed people since childhood, allowing them to make a living by smell. The incense master trained in this way is the top-notch and is respectfully called "Mr. Xiang". Once they start a military career, it is hard to find a fortune.

Gu Yun blinded his eyes and pretended that he was a deaf person. He had been like this since he left the house, and asked others not to talk to him, and he acted very devotedly.

When we arrived at the dock, someone was already there to pick him up. When Chang Geng lifted the curtain of the car, he saw a fat middle-aged man smiling and kind-heartedly heading towards the carriage: "Mr. Zhang came a little late. Is there something delayed on the road?"

Gu Yun didn't know who had given the name without knowing it. Chang Geng thought that the real incense master was probably kidnapped by Xuan Ying halfway. His expression remained unchanged and bowed, "I'm sorry, my husband is inconvenient."

The middle-aged man was stunned. Gu Yun reached out to pat Chang Geng's arm and asked him to help him.

Chang Geng hurriedly caught him, and at the same time he was puzzled: "Even if he pretended, he was blindfolded. Why didn't he move at all inconvenient?"

He reached out to pat Chang Geng before, but he didn't even have any fumble. The landing point was accurate, and it seemed like he was used to it.

However, this doubt only flashed. When Gu Yun got off the car, he bent down slightly and almost leaned into Chang Geng's arms. He suddenly removed the armor and looked a little thin at this time. Chang Geng had the illusion that he could pick him up with his hand.

This made him suddenly feel dry. When he asked, the Qingming sentence was gone, and he could only maintain his calmness. While he was distracted, he supported Gu Yun to the middle-aged man like a walking corpse.

Confusion and alert flashed quickly across the middle-aged man's face and bowed, "I'm sorry, I don't know if you are actually 'Mr. Xiang. Our small business sells Xiangning at a can of a few cents a can. How can you afford to buy a like this..."

Before he could finish his words, several men dressed as boatmen turned around, their eyes shining brightly, their temples bulging slightly, and they could tell with a glance that these people were not boatmen at all.
Chapter completed!