typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 71 Sheep

"Dong dong dong, dong dong..."

Rhythmic knocking sounded.

Liu Jinsuo opened the courtyard door and saw that Li Xia and Lin Zi were coming back, and hurriedly welcomed them into the house.

"..."

"What did you say?"

Liu Jinsuo raised his voice slightly and said: "How is it? Got the information? Shall we go back to Lin'an?"

"No. Then Zhao Xin hasn't shown up for some reason."

Lin Zi responded angrily, and then said: "I asked you to speak in a low voice several times, but you refused to change it, are you willing to change it now?"

Liu Jinsuo ignored Lin Zi and pulled Li Xia to complain, saying: "Gao Changshou went out in the afternoon."

Gao Changshou, who was sitting in the courtyard, raised his head and glanced at Liu Jinsuo, feeling a little tired of this talkative rough man.

Li Xia stepped forward and asked, "Let's talk?"

"Um……"

The two walked side by side to the backyard, pacing, and Li Xia asked, "Have you heard anything?"

"No."

Li Xia said: "I have inquired for you. Wu Liang Hetai went south after meeting Kublai Khan in Kaiping. He was assassinated by you on the way. He continued on his journey and returned to the southwest of the town. He did not go to Henan and was not in Kaifeng."

Gao Changshou was stunned and asked: "How did you find out?"

"I met an old man named Zhao Fu before. Others call him 'Mr. Hanjiang'. He seems to be very famous. He told me some people and customs in Heluo, so I know where Kaifeng scholars like to gather. Today I will go

I got to know a young man at the Liang Yuan Wenhui and deliberately guided him to comment on current affairs."

Gao Changshou felt a little depressed and sighed: "You are very powerful."

"It's not that great. As long as you don't take those people seriously, they can chat normally. It's that simple."

"yes."

Gao Changshou also came from a famous family, how could he not understand this? But he still didn't dare to wander around.

Li Xia said: "Wuliang Hetai first went to Harah and Lin this time, probably to discuss the Southern Expedition with Brother Meng; then he went to Kaiping, probably to remind Kublai Khan that Brother Meng was suspicious of him; and then he went to Kaiping.

When we go south, we probably want to see with our own eyes whether Kublai Khan really has different intentions in the Central Plains; when we return to the southwest, we must be using troops soon..."

Gao Changshou nodded and said: "If I were asked to inquire about these, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find out in such detail."

"Your cousin Gao Qiong is indeed in the Wuliang Hetai team, but if I had to guess, if he can return to Dali this time, I'm afraid he has already surrendered."

"I do not believe."

"If you don't believe it, don't believe it. I'm just guessing."

Gao Changshou let out a long sigh, even more disappointed, and murmured: "My cousin has returned south to Dali. My trip to the north was in vain, but so many people died. It's ridiculous that I am so incompetent."

"This is how things are done, how can everything go smoothly? If you don't have enough sources of intelligence, it's normal for you to be blind and take some detours."

"People who have lost their country and lost their family find it difficult to do anything."

Li Xia thought for a while and asked, "Who asked you to go north?"

"Myself..." Gao Changshou was halfway through his words, narrowed his eyes and recalled, and suddenly said: "At that time, there was a scribe next to Lieutenant Lu who reminded me that if I could rescue my cousin, it would surely inspire people in Dali, and told me that I could please

Lieutenant Lu helped arrange the identity... Speaking of which, this person didn't even tell me his name..."

After asking a few more questions about the matter, Li Xia pondered for a while and kept the matter in mind.

He had some general judgments about the overall context of this mission, but it was not clear yet. He could only find out the details after returning to Song Dynasty.

"What are your plans next?" Li Xia asked.

Gao Changshou did not answer immediately. He hesitated and said, "Li Xia, after this is over, are you willing...are you willing to help me restore my country?"

Finally asking this question, he sped up his words and said: "If you nod, when Dali returns to the country, you will be granted the title of marquis and king..."

"No."

Before Gao Changshou finished speaking, Li Xia raised his hand and interrupted him.

"I don't want to. And Dali can't restore the country. If the country is destroyed, the country will be destroyed. Give up."

Gao Changshou felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his face quickly turned gray, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He pouted, but he really didn't expect Li Xia to speak so directly.

Turning around, I saw Gao Mingyue sitting in the corridor not far away, sewing clothes.

Gao Changshou didn't understand why his sister didn't like Li Xia.

If Gao Changshou had been a woman, he would have wished to marry Li Xia.

Talking about "a gentleman's utmost sincerity" is really humiliating oneself...

However, Li Xia was still very calm and said: "I failed to find Zhao Xin, so I will stay in Kaifeng City for a few more days. If you can't wait any longer, you can go back to the southwest first."

Gao Changshou came back to his senses and said seriously: "You and I will live and die together. Since we came together, we must go back together."

"Okay." Li Xia said: "If Gao Qiong is here, I will discuss with you whether to save him or not. But if he is not here, you will still listen to my arrangements on what to do next, and you are not allowed to make arbitrary decisions like today, okay?

"

Gao Changshou took a breath and said, "Okay."

He silently digested the frustration in his heart and asked again: "I didn't find Zhao Xin, what are you going to do?"

"I'm afraid something happened to this person. Let me check."

"There is a way?"

"There is a way." Li Xia said, "It doesn't make much sense to repeat the same plan..."

"Zijing, Zijing, Yan Zijing..."

Yao Sui hurriedly ran into Yan Fu's house. As soon as he opened the door, he shouted: "Zijing, do you know what kind of people I got to know at Liang Yuan Wenhui today?"

Yan Fu and Yan Zijing were leaning on the bed reading a book. They raised their heads and asked, "What's the matter with Duan Fu? What's all the fuss about."

"Do you know what you missed? New tune, new tune, let me play it for you."

Yao Sui and Yao Duanfu stretched out their hands and knocked on the table.

"Dong dong dong dong, dong dong dong dong..."

Yan Fu put down the book in his hand, stood up and said, "Is this? A new tune?"

"good."

"Do you have any words?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, listen to what I have to say first, and then I will read this poem to you."

Yao Sui poured the tea on the table, took a sip, straightened his expression, and started talking.

"You and I both know that the literary world in the north has only flourished slightly since my uncle opened a school in Sumen Mountain. But except for Mr. Yishan, there are really no outstanding poems. The same is true at the beginning of the Liangyuan Literary Society today, which is nothing more than a few

A mediocre person's boastful talk, as Zi Jing said, is not very interesting."

When Yao Sui said this, he asked Yan Fu: "What does Zijing think of my song "Qing Ping Le"? Spring goes north, and autumn goes south, thousands of miles of wind and rain in the sky..."

Yan Fu said: "It's enough to defeat all the heroes."

"My poems are only of average quality, and no one can compare them with me. When I was bored, I suddenly saw a young man who wanted to visit Yuwang Terrace, but was blocked from entering. As soon as I saw

He, you know he is extraordinary."

"How extraordinary?"

"He is about the same age as you and me, maybe two years younger than me. His appearance, appearance, talent, and talents are even higher than those of you and me."

Yan Fu was a little surprised when he heard this. He was twenty at the time and Yao Sui was only eighteen. If that man was younger than the two of them, how much knowledge could he have?

Yan Fumei and Fengyi were extremely talented and well-known. Yao Sui was born in a famous family and was even more proud of himself. Today he was able to comment "especially above you and me", which shows that this person is truly extraordinary.

"I asked him to be let into Liangyuan. During the conversation, I saw that he had an upright temperament and was worthy of friendship, so I wanted to test his talent and encouraged him to come up with poems. He couldn't resist, so he agreed. Because he heard me say that I want to

When I went to Chang'an to visit Mr. Lu Zhai, he thought of Tongguan, so he wrote a small order and gave it to me..."

When Yao Sui said this, he was silent for a moment and sighed: "Zijing, I am not worthy of such words. He should not give them to me."

Yan Fu couldn't help but ask: "What kind of words are they?"

"Listen carefully, this is a new song, the title is "Mountain Goat""

Yao Sui stood up, straightened his clothes, and then began to chant solemnly.

"The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside. Looking at the Western Capital, I feel hesitant..."

On the same day, on the official road heading north to Kaifeng, Zhang Hongdao and Wang Xun were galloping.

Wang Xun suddenly pointed at the piles of bones beside the road and shouted without any scruples.

"Wulang, haven't you had enough of being treated like cattle and sheep by the Han people and being slaughtered wantonly?!"

"Wang Muqiao! You are too presumptuous, do you want to kill me?!"

"Zhang Zhongshu! Kill me if you can! But before you die, I will tell you who my father and Marshal Li have connected..."

"Shut up! Don't think I dare not kill you..."

"I'll die, I'd rather hold a dragon-slaying knife than a sheep-slayer..."

The wind was strong and blew away the quarrel between the two...

Outside the city of Kaifeng, a bride was crying in tears on a simple little red sedan chair. She had to be sent to let the men go to the bridal chamber before she could enter her husband's house.

Her first-born child will be thrown to death...

In the city of Kaifeng, a letter requesting service from the strategic envoys Shi Tianze and Zhao Bi has just been sealed and will be sent to the north.

"Historically, when Zhao arrived in Henan, he selected talented people, set up leaders, inspected frauds, paid taxes, updated banknotes, set up warehouses, built border towns, punished likes and dislikes, eliminated officials, and set up garrison farms to promote profits and eliminate harms. Today,

Taxes will be sufficient, people will be safe and business will be happy, and Henan will be in good hands!"

But Yao Sui, a young man from a famous family who was dressed in rich clothes, and Yan Fu, a talented and handsome man, were still immersed in the words.

"It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned to earth. When they prospered, the people suffered; when they died, the people suffered..."


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next