In the mountains dozens of miles away to the west of Congxing Mansion, Pixiu was leaning forward and looking at the traces on the ground.
"Report to the envoy, caravans from Daozhou, Xiazhou and other places have written letters saying that the official road is blocked by the government and they are taking a detour. I am afraid it will take some time."
"Only the caravan from Jiangzhou has no news..."
Pixiu straightened up and waved his hand. He knew without thinking that he had been intercepted by the government, but he really wanted to know that there was a master like Mr. Zhou in the Jiangzhou caravan team.
In addition, more than a hundred people in the group are all good players in the organization. It stands to reason that even if the government is aware of it and dispatches emergency officers and soldiers to surround it, no one should be able to escape.
Unless something changes in Lingzhou.
"Is there any news from the capital?"
"Not yet, but...but there is one thing that the envoy in the capital mentioned. He said that a scholar named Chen Ping, who will test the first name, has not shown up during this time."
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. When he heard the name Chen Ping, Pi Xiu frowned instantly.
The capital will not send useless information for no reason. Will it try to win the first place? Chen Ping?
Pixiu thought about it in his mind, but he had no impression for a while, so after ordering the checkpoints to be doubled, he came down from the mountain.
The day before yesterday, he sent Dong Tao to Congxing Fucheng to assassinate Tang Hao. It was a clever plan to kill two birds with one stone. It would be best if the assassination was successful, otherwise he could also kill someone with a borrowed knife. In order to prevent Dong Tao from surrendering to the government in secret, he also specially arranged for people to follow him.<
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The subordinates who came back to report now said that Dong Teng was dead, but there was a master in charge of Zhizhou Yamen, which made Pixiu a little annoyed.
He hasn't figured out this new force yet. Although the opponent doesn't seem to have many people, they all seem to be good players. Pixiu hates variables the most. First it was Zheng Canghai, then Mr. Zhou's caravan, and now there are more people in the Yamen.
If there is a master, these variables will make his plan less perfect.
"Hmph, these are just heretics. As long as the chieftain launches an attack, everything will be fine."
Pixiu thought that as long as the government did not find out about his alliance with the natives, as time went by, his chances of winning would become greater and greater.
Early the next morning, the arrival of a person plunged Pixiu into a rage of incompetence.
"Where's the thing you promised? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
"My head promised you to contact more than a dozen chieftains in Lingzhou, but now we haven't seen the goods yet, and the chieftains are very angry."
Pixiu looked at the native messenger in front of him who was wearing animal skin clothes, with disheveled hair and silver piercings on his mouth. The other person's tone made him very unhappy. However, he still needed to rely on their strength, so Pixiu had no choice but to endure it. p>
"Please go back and tell your family..."
"My family heard that the emperor is very ill now. We Lingzhou natives have been honored to guard the southwest border for generations and have received great favor from the emperor. Now you let us take advantage of the crisis..."
"The leader said we need to pay more!"
Pixiu was just about to do a set of Tai Chi to appease the toast, but he was interrupted mercilessly before he finished speaking. After hearing what the messenger said, the expression on Pixiu's face had already become extremely ugly.
Raising prices on the ground? Who said the natives are stupid? They are obviously smarter than the other!
To use this method to force himself at this time, Pixiu almost lost control and wanted to kill this arrogant messenger with a knife.
"Haha, it's easy to talk about adding money. Let's go back and explain to Mulu Chieftain that our organization has always kept its word. As long as the chieftain messes up Lingzhou, the amount of money can be negotiated."
After sending away the chieftain envoy, Pi Xiu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. These chieftains were really greedy. He transferred goods from neighboring states to Lingzhou just to make deals with the chieftains.
It's better now, the other party's asking price has been raised before the goods arrive. If others dared to play tricks on him like this, Pixiu would have killed him long ago.
But the other party was a chieftain from the southwest of Lingzhou, and even the court was helpless. Pixiu still had to continue to cooperate.
However, it is no longer possible to transport goods from other states into Lingzhou. First, the supply from neighboring states is not inexhaustible. Second, the government has now taken precautions, making it extremely difficult to transport goods in.
However, the sunk costs are here. If you don’t do it without adding money, all the investment you made before will be wasted. The adults above will be angry. In short, everything will be lost.
After Pixiu thought about it, he came to the table and wrote a letter.
He wanted to ask the adults in the capital for help. Doing so would certainly make them unhappy, and Pixiu knew it very well, but as long as the goal was achieved, what would the effort be?
Fishing always requires bait.
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Capital City, Cheng Mansion.
Cheng Yuanjian studied the intelligence from Lingzhou and surrounding states, his brows furrowed even more.
The superiors sent Pi Xiu to Lingzhou and asked him to cooperate vigorously. Now nearly a month has passed. The palace in the capital is becoming more and more strange. All forces are conducting tests, but there has been no movement in Lingzhou. p>
"Daozhou, Jiangzhou, Xiazhou, etc. have all supported Pixiu's affairs in Lingzhou, and there is no official statement from above. Is Lingzhou more important than the capital?"
Cheng Yuanjian was puzzled for a long time, and finally thought of Chen Ping. This person has not been heard from since the end of the interview. If he wanted to avoid being disturbed, he should have shown up long ago.
The above had also asked him to pay attention to Chen Ping before. It would be best if he could be roped in to join the organization. He has always tried but there was no suitable opportunity.
Cheng Yuanjian shook his head and cleared away his distracting thoughts.
It was inevitable that the emperor would be critically ill. Even the beggars in the capital would notice something was wrong after not going to court for a month, let alone him?
The actions taken in the past few days are obviously much faster than before, and Cheng Yuanjian has a feeling that something big is coming soon.
"Come, please go to Xie's Mansion to invite Mr. Xie, Mr. Cheng, to a banquet at Cuizhu Tower."
Su Family Garden.
Su Yiyi twirled the pages of the book with her green fingers and gently turned the pages. The expression on her face changed with her gaze. Her thin eyebrows sometimes stretched and sometimes frowned, and her whole body seemed to be submerged in the book.
"Bai Bo traveled three thousand miles to the east, and he left the right and wrong people at Jingkou. He raised his head and looked up. When the rivers and seas flow together, he will marry the queen of Penglai in his dream."
"Su Lin, what do you think of this poem?"
Su Yiyi suddenly spoke, her voice was clear and melodious. Others might have clapped their hands and praised such a beautiful voice, but in Su Lin's eyes, Su Yiyi's power to intimidate him was no less than that of Aunt Wang in Caishikou.
"Hmm, okay, very good."
Su Lin said a few perfunctory words, and then wanted to run away. Who asked Su Yiyi to drag him over every day to ask questions, of course, mainly asking about the news about Chen Ping in Lingzhou.
Su Lin wanted to tell his sister that he was not clairvoyant, so how could he know what was happening in Lingzhou thousands of miles away?
However, Su Yiyi was still worried about Su Lin helping Chen Ping stop her, so Su Lin could only come here to be disciplined every day.
"I don't think you're listening at all. Since you said yes, what's the benefit?"
Su Yiyi turned around and stared at Su Lin, pointed at the poem on the page and asked.
Su Lin is about to cry. Sister, my good sister, it’s been almost a month. Why do you still hold grudges? Let’s not be so cruel, okay?
"My sister is wise, but my brother is a vulgar person, so I won't stay here to disturb my sister's purity."
Su Lin's operation was smooth and smooth, and he ran away without even giving Su Yiyi time to call him.
"Stop, you boy! Bastard!"
Seeing Su Lin disappear without a trace, Su Yiyi felt her teeth itch with hatred and turned back to stare at the page in a daze.
The poems in this book are not those of others, but were written by Chen Ping.
Although Su Yiyi was concerned about Chen Ping's safety these days, she had also heard more or less rumors in the capital. The emperor was critically ill and the situation in the court was in turmoil. Many tribute ministers who had passed the examination gathered every day to worry about the palace examination. If Chen Ping stayed in the capital, he might be pushed out as a prominent figure. When thinking about this, Su Yiyi thought that Chen Ping was quite smart and going to Lingzhou would not be a bad thing.
However, now she is worried again.
"It will be a month soon, Chen Ping, how long until you come back?"