On the eighth day of August, after the heavy rain, the weather in Northland turned cold and humid.
As evening approached, dense rain fell from the sky again.
This is a good sign that there will be no drought next year and farmers will have a good harvest.
But for people who don't rely on the fields for their livelihood and everything goes wrong, it just feels like a nuisance.
The door of a very inconspicuous trading company in the market was closed. In the warehouse where the goods were stacked, several warriors dressed as rangers were either sitting on the floor, or standing by the door like vigilant wolves, listening to the movements in the back alley.
In dark and damp corners, mold stains covered the yellowed walls.
Countless tiny spiders crawled around on these mildew spots, forming cobwebs.
In the warehouse, there was a corner that was kept clean and a desk was placed.
Two tea bowls and some expensive fried fruits were placed on top.
Such a good thing wrapped in honey was ignored by the two people sitting on the table, and it was left there with the musty smell in the air.
The two people sitting opposite each other were dressed as knight-errants. Although they were tall and strong, their faces were quite elegant.
But at this moment, there was suppressed anger on his face, which made his normally upright face become a little distorted.
The person opposite him was wearing a scholar's robe. The style and color were ordinary, but the material was fine and luxurious.
This man now covered his face with his sleeves, not knowing whether he disliked the musty smell in the air or did not dare to face the contempt and anger of others.
The young man dressed as a knight-errant glanced at the tea and food on the table and couldn't help but his cheeks jumped: "Gongsun Prefect, you are really elegant."
Even at such a critical moment, he still did not forget to act like a son of an aristocratic family.
It's a pity that the style is sufficient, but the brains are not.
If he hadn't seen Gongsun's general Zuo Ping leave and took action on his own, how could the situation be so bad?
It was clear that all I had to do was hold back until tonight, but because of this idiot, everything fell apart.
The funny thing is that this fool can't finish the thing even though he has already started it.
It would have been better if he was more ruthless, but he didn't dare to take on the reputation of patricide, so he used such a mild poison and dragged him until the veteran general Zuo Ping returned. I don't know where the clues were revealed.
Thinking that his painstaking planning and management might return in vain, and might even bring Liu He, who had bypassed Xiangguan, to be left alone, the young man's face was obscure and difficult to understand.
Now they have to achieve their goals at a higher cost and in a more bloody way.
This is not a situation he wants to see.
He was originally a surrendered general, and he defeated Gongsun Zan and was granted the title of Zhonglang General, but he was not reused as an official.
He volunteered to take on the task just to get a chance to get ahead.
Now, all the plans from June to now may be ruined in the hands of this person.
"Zhonglang will calm down. Jing also took this step to save the people of the branch city from the flames of war."
Gongsun Jing saw the contempt on the young man's face, and even though she was ashamed and angry in her heart, she still had to bow her head and accompany him.
After all, this young man was a reasonable and particular person. He sighed heavily and temporarily suppressed the anger in his chest.
This matter was now defeated at the hands of Gongsun Jing, but if we really want to strictly reckon it, we can only blame him for his bad luck.
Just like the previous interception and killing of Gongsun's siblings, destiny was not in his hands, and failure would be a mistake.
This time again.
If he succeeds and the head of the family, Gongsun Jing, dies silently, he will not have to bear the reputation of threatening his father publicly, but he will also be able to successfully regain the power of the governor of Western Liaoning.
Liaoxi surrendered, so that the branch cities did not have to suffer war.
Everyone is happy with this ending.
But Gongsun Jing was still almost unlucky. At the critical moment, Zuo Ping returned and somehow discovered the clue.
Although it has not been publicized yet, the number of guards at the city gate has increased significantly, which has hindered their plan.
Now that the matter has come to an end, knowing that it is useless to complain any more, the young man stood up and stopped looking at Gongsun Jing.
They were isolated in a remote place and did not want to waste their troops.
The young man thought again of Liu He's troops who had arrived and those barbarians who were misbehaving.
He looked at the walls of Zhongfang City in Lingzhi City from a distance. For a long time, he finally cleared the strangeness in his heart from his mind.
He is not a bloodthirsty person, but he has an arrow on his bow and has no choice but to take action.
For the sake of victory, you should spare no effort.
Night falls.
While Zuo Ping controlled the county soldiers and prevented chaos, he closed the gate of the village tightly and asked the chief of the village to be more vigilant.
But even so, there are still those who are used to being lax and do not listen to instructions.
Among the towers of the south gate, the city gate captain with a thick beard took off his armor and held a pot of wine. The wine poured into his stomach like running water without even looking at his swallowing movements.
The news that Gongsun Jing was critically ill had spread like wings and spread all over the streets of Lingzhi City long before Zuo Ping came back.
Everyone is watching and waiting.
But the city gate captain didn't want to wait.
He got this lucrative job by relying on the fact that his wife was a Gongsun family member. If Gongsun Jing died, he would have to observe mourning and not drink wine for three months without knowing the taste of meat.
At this time, you should hurry up and eat and drink to your heart's content.
As for Zuo Ping's instructions, he had forgotten them.
Without Gongsun Jing, Zuo Ping is just a subordinate general. When the sun rises tomorrow and Gongsun's family announces his death, it is still unclear whether Zuo Ping can speak in Lingzhi City again.
With a splash, a bottle of wine was poured down, and the city gate captain let out a long sigh of relief.
He wiped the wine stains on his chin and beard, burped, and wiped his hands on the worn Xige clothes.
He reached out and touched a few ripe soybeans to go with the wine.
The brazier lit on the tower was rustling in the evening breeze.
Chengmenwei was chewing soybeans and felt a little sleepy when he heard the sound.
While squinting his eyes and patting his stomach with one hand, he suddenly heard some additional sounds in the wind.
He sat up suddenly.
He frowned, listened intently, and discerned.
Then he stood up suddenly, walked out of the fortress, and walked around to the ramp to the city.
The sound is more obvious.
Several soldiers crowded around the brazier at the city gate and were whispering these things.
"What are you doing?" Chengmen Wei narrowed his eyes, leaned over and shouted.
He had good eyesight, and through the light of the brazier, he could clearly see what the soldiers were holding.
Hearing the superior officer yelling and scolding, several soldiers hesitated to speak, hid their hands behind their backs, and their lips were still shiny.
"Take it out!" Chengmen Lieutenant was angry. He only had soybeans to go with the wine, but these lowly pigs and dogs had meat to eat.
While shouting angrily, he looked around.
"Hey, brother, it's me." A young man came out, holding a covered bamboo basket in his hand.
The Chengmen Lieutenant naturally recognized this man. He seemed to have come to Lingzhi from Jizhou two months ago to do business, bringing with him dozens of rough men.
He is a smart young man who often does shady things for money.
For these things, I often bring him wine, meat and property to clear things up.
As a result, Chengmenwei gained a lot of personal wealth and made many tooth sacrifices.
It has worked out so well countless times before, without causing any trouble.
Seeing that it was him, the Chengmen Lieutenant's face softened, and he smiled and cursed: "Why is it your kid?"
While glancing at the basket in his hand, he saw that it seemed to be quite heavy, and the smile on his face widened even further.
The young man at the bottom of the city smiled brightly and winked at the men who came with him, telling them to continue distributing wine and meat to the soldiers.
He walked slowly up to the tower and whispered: "Let's talk aside?"
"Okay, okay!" Chengmen Lieutenant smiled and invited the young man to walk to the building where he had been drinking.
I took a look and saw that the soldiers who were patrolling the city walls all went down to perform tooth beatings as a sacrifice, which was a big taboo.
It’s just right now!
The city gate captain looked at the young man standing in the dark and was a little unhappy when he saw that he still hadn't spoken yet: "Do you still want me to ask you to speak?"
"Don't you dare!" The young man kept smiling and said to the city gate captain, "I'm here to ask my brother for something."
"Tell me, you and I, brothers, don't be polite." Chengmen Lieutenant said, reaching out to take the bamboo basket. The heavy weight made his eyes light up: "But if you ask for anything, you will get it."
"Seriously?" The smile on the young man's lips grew wider.
The Chengmen Lieutenant opened the Miaoluo and lifted it up to see what was inside. He casually said, "Seriously!"
He didn't see what the basket contained, but a silver light flashed from the corner of his eye.
A short dagger was pierced through the softest jaw, passed through the teeth, and penetrated directly into the brain.
"Well……"
He squeezed out a very light sound from between his teeth, swayed his body, and fell straight into the open arms of the young man in front of him.
"Thank you, brother!" The young man smiled and supported the Chengmen Lieutenant's body.
Mi Luo Gulu fell to the ground, and the chicken and wine contained in it spilled all over the floor.
"Please brother, eat and drink well on the way, don't blame me!"