Shen Kai squinted his eyes and looked at the passers-by.
A soldier in disguise walked up to him and whispered: "Li Xia was never found. Did he really escape?"
"We have searched all along the way, and there is no trace. Wulang guesses that he must still be in Kaifeng City."
"Wang Xun gave blind instructions and all the clues were lost."
"There is no other way. Let's calm down the matter first so as not to alarm more people." Shen Kai said: "Let's withdraw first and send Wu Lang back to Bozhou..."
From a distance, Lin Zi was holding a steamed bun in his mouth, glanced here, and lazily walked through the long street.
He took advantage of his ordinary appearance and was very leisurely. He walked around the city and walked towards a small courtyard.
In the small courtyard, Han Chengxu raised his head from his book, his eyes were thoughtful, and he said slowly: "Xiao Langjun, the secret search in Kaifeng City must be over in these two days. Are we going back to the south soon?"
"yes."
Li Xia was also reading the information given by Yang Guo, and he had to study each page carefully for a long time.
"Mr. Han thinks that if we want to find a place to lead our troops, which place is better?"
"Based on this information, the Mongolian army's next strategy should focus on the two major battlefields of Sichuan, Sichuan, and Jinghu. The Jianghuai area has many rivers and lakes, which is not conducive to the cavalry's march, so it should not be the main attack."
"yes."
"Then, it would be better to go to Southwest or Huaidong, but this matter still depends on how it works in Lin'an. We may not be able to decide. It is still too early to say now." Han Chengxu said: "However, before returning to Lin'an... There is something I wonder if Xiao Langjun has considered?"
"What?"
"There may not be a third option. If you rely on a certain prince in the north, with the ability of the young man, he will surely emerge and replace him soon."
"Um?"
Han Chengxu said: "When it comes to dealing with local powerful people, Mongolia is freeing them, but Song Ting is suppressing them. If we want to get ahead, it is actually easier in the north than in the south. And with this information, we can also trade with Song Ting in exchange for local power." of financial and material resources.
After Xiaolangjun has used his skills and gained a foothold in a year or two, he can also take Yang Gong to his territory. In my opinion, it is easier for Xiaolangjun to become a Shihou than to persuade the Song Dynasty to send people to make an alliance with the Shihou. Much more. As for Song Ting... how should I put it, the young man has no fame, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get ahead."
Li Xia didn't speak, but there was some thought in his eyes.
Han Chengxu added: "If we are in the north, as long as we have territory, I still have some tribesmen and can contact many survivors to defect to Xiao Langjun."
"Go back to the south." Li Xia said.
"Young Master, don't you want to consider it?"
"Not to mention anything else, if we stay in the north, the Zhang family will kill us first."
Han Chengxu knew that although Li Xia was willing to refer to other people's suggestions, he was extremely firm on some key issues and would not say much.
He nodded and thought that his son was being controlled by Song Ting and that he should go back...
At this time, Lin Zi opened the door and came in, saying: "Zhang Hongdao's people have finally left."
This was something that was expected. Li Xia and Han Chengxu nodded without any trouble.
Han Chengxu pondered: "Speaking of this, there is something strange...the Zhang family seems to be trying too hard to hunt us down?"
"Um?"
"Logically speaking, what the Zhang family wanted was the husband of the Gao family. After all, he was the one who assassinated Wu Lianghetai. But every time I heard his soldiers shouting, they always wanted to kill you, the young man."
"I killed Chi Na." Li Xia said.
He turned to Lin Zi and asked: "Is there any news about Bozhou? What happened between Daruhuachi and the Zhang family in Bozhou?"
Lin Zidao: "I listened at the teahouse near Jinglue Mansion for half a day, but I didn't hear anything happened in Bozhou. I did hear that Di Cong of Yingzhou committed a major incident. It is said that a Mongolian official died in his territory, and several carts were sent away.
I'll pack some things for the manager, Brother Busy..."
Hearing this, Li Xia's eyes filled with thought.
"If this is the case, I'm afraid the Zhang family won't let us go easily."
Lin Zi asked: "Are you still going back to Lin'an?"
"Yes." Li Xia stood up and said, "I'll prepare and leave tomorrow..."
The young Taoist priest Sun Deyu walked past the burnt-black wall, looked up, and saw several fellow apprentices taking down the corpse hanging on the gate.
The corpse had been hanging for several days and gradually started to smell.
In the past few days, Sun Deyu also heard a lot of things. He knew that the Song Dynasty man named Li Xia who entered Kaifeng City at that time caused a lot of troubles.
He also knew that the body hanging in Chongyang Temple was not Li Xia's.
Li Xia is taller and has broader shoulders.
Why do you know? Because the strings of coins hidden in the sleeves were given by Li Xia.
Of course, there is no need to tell others about this kind of thing. If you do, Master and Master Qiyun will inevitably become angry again, which will affect your practice.
For the sake of the cultivation of his master and Master Qiyun, Sun Deyu planned to keep the whole matter in his stomach.
Let's go to Pan's Restaurant to eat some stir-fried dishes and suppress the secrets in our stomachs again...
The Pan family is located on the east bank of the Bian River. Although Sun Deyu was young, he had the bearing of a wealthy man. When he arrived, he lifted his Taoist robe and sat in the private room upstairs.
"Let's make some of our specialty stir-fries, and then go over there and invite a young lady to play the piano and sing."
"Little Taoist Priest...what are you doing?"
"The Taoist priest is just a Taoist priest, why do we call him a little Taoist priest?" Sun Deyu said: "Everyone has the Taoist nature, so why should we differentiate between elder and younger?"
"The Taoist priest is right."
"Since they are both of Tao nature, can older people listen to music? Can't young people listen to music?"
"Yes, yes, I will go and invite you now."
Sun Deyu nodded with satisfaction and said: "Don't look at Pindao's young age...cough...I have inquired about the price of your restaurant, so don't bully me. I want three stir-fried vegetables and a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus liqueur."
"Yes, Taoist Master, would you like another staple food? The 'Yulou Cave Plum Blossom Buns' from our store are pretty good."
"I'm here to eat stir-fried vegetables, not steamed buns. Do you think I don't eat enough steamed buns on weekdays?"
"Yes... no, no... I'll serve some stir-fried dishes to the Taoist priest..."
Sipping the sweet wine and listening to the young lady's babbling music, Sun Deyu's face turned slightly red. He stared at the young lady and wondered what he was thinking.
After finishing the song, the other party came up to him, sat down next to him, and asked with a smile: "Taoist Master, do you want to go to the slave's house to play?"
"Play...what to play with?"
"Why don't Taoist Master order the 'Yulou Cave Plum Blossom Buns'? But he still doesn't know how to practice..."
The young lady smiled, leaned into Sun Deyu's ear, and whispered something again, her breath was soft and fragrant.
After hearing this, Sun Deyu, although he still didn't quite understand how to play, wanted to go and asked, "Do you want money?"
"The Taoist priest is joking. He wants money."
Sun Deyu hesitated.
Suddenly, he turned his head and glanced out the window, and he was surprised. He saw a young Taoist priest standing downstairs, with his hands clasped behind his back, looking at him with a smile.
Sun Deyu took the young lady's hand and said, "Good sister, wait for me for a while, I'll go do something..."
Running all the way down Pan's Restaurant, Sun Deyu ran up to the man, pulled him over and hid in the alley.
"Are you crazy? Why are you still in the city? If anyone finds out that you are not dead, my master and Master Qiyun will be mad at you."
Smart people are like this. They don't have so many useless greetings. They point out that they know the other person's identity and express their attitude in one sentence. However, this little Taoist didn't think about it before speaking, and spoke naturally.
Li Xia smiled and asked, "Do you want money?"
Sun Deyu was stunned.
When I had no money before, I only knew that money was good. Now that I have some money, I realize that more money is better.
Even the girl in the restaurant is not very pretty, but I heard that there are even prettier ones in the brothel...
He spread his hands and said, "Give me the money, or I will report you."
"You don't dare to report me if I don't give it to you, otherwise you will be doomed."
Sun Deyu said: "You, you, you... you can't threaten me like this. I gave you a place to live, so you can't treat me like this."
Li Xia took out two bunches of money, handed them to him, and asked, "Do you want more?"
"In no mood."
As he said this, Sun Deyu's eyes were fixed on Li Xia.
Li Xia said: "Go and steal seven Taoist robes for me, as well as the documents. The description in the documents must match ours, and then tell me the information about your Quanzhen sect in various places."
"Immeasurable longevity and blessings, I understand. I wonder how much merit the layman should give to me?"
"You are a Taoist priest, but you learn from Buddhism to collect merits. It is very abominable..."