Two hundred and fiftieth IX medical books have ghosts
An Daoquan stared at the two men in green on the ground with vigilance, clenching the wooden sticks in his hands tightly... "You said you are from the Wang family of Yingtian Mansion? I don't know the Wang family of Yingtian Mansion... Why are you following?
I?"
A man grinned and rubbed the big purple bump on his forehead, sat up and cupped his hands and said: "We two brothers chased An Langjun all the way... but we didn't catch him. Our master is a good friend of Song Langjun in Bianliang."
...Entrusted by Mr. Song to find Mr. An!"
An Daoquan breathed a sigh of relief...Song Wen! It seems that his brother has not forgotten him!
"What evidence do you have?"
Another young man stood up and covered his cheek and said: "My master said that An Langjun still has some unfinished business in Bianliang..."
An Daoquan was stunned for a moment.
The young man covered his cheek and continued: "Song Langjun said that when you come, we will go to Wazi Street and stay with him for three days and three nights to make up for the regret you had because you were young and weak..."
"I'll wipe it...Song Wen...you guy..."
An Daoquan's old face turned red from embarrassment, and he quickly went over and helped the two of them up... "Sorry, sorry, I was targeted by a group of people for no reason, and I managed to escape. I can't believe people easily... You two heroes.
Please forgive me!"
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Outside the city of Yangzhou, four men in black quietly entered a village. The gatekeeper glanced at them and opened the back door to let them in. The familiar men walked through the garden and knelt down outside the door of a study.
"Master, that young man has already met with Wang's two servants! He is still under control."
An old voice came out from the room... "The Wang family... the Wang family of Yingtian Mansion... it's them after waiting for so long? It shouldn't be... Fang La's people didn't follow them privately?"
The leader of the men in black shook his head: "No, they lost us when we passed Niuji Town... Our people secretly stumbled and they didn't notice. A group of people robbed an inn and fled back."
"Hmph...a bunch of rabble! Go down and keep an eye on that little doctor...see who will negotiate with him in the end!"
"Yes, Master!"
The man in black kowtowed and then retreated respectfully.
Inside the house, two gray-haired old men were playing chess... Heizi clearly had the upper hand.
"Brother, does the boy from the An family know the secret of that medical book?"
"It doesn't matter, this guy is just a bait now... let's see who will bite the hook in the end!"
The old man in white nodded: "Is it possible that someone is using this kid to lure me?"
The old man in blue robe laughed: "Hahaha... how is that possible? You have too high a view of the current Zhao and Song Dynasty..."
The old man in blue robe put down a white piece and revived a big dragon... "Fang La has been thinking about the treasure of the Southern Tang Dynasty for a long time... I'm afraid An Daoquan also knows some clues. Since we can't take it by force, let's see what he can do.
Who should I give this clue to..."
Seeing Wang Zhiwei again...Song Wen felt that some unknown story seemed to have happened to this guy, and his original lazy and casual attitude was gone, and he became a little gloomy.
Looking at the tea cup on the table, Song Wenhu asked: "The treasure left by the Southern Tang Dynasty? What treasure do you mean those people used to coerce and induce An Daoquan to get him to hand over some treasure?"
Wang Zhiwei nodded and said in a low voice: "I also just got the news. The news was revealed by a military advisor under Fang La. It should be fairly reliable..."
Song Wen shook his head... "I don't believe it. How many years has it been since the Southern Tang Dynasty was subjugated? If there is any treasure, why didn't you use it to recruit troops and horses to fight against the Song Dynasty?"
Wang Zhiwei whispered: "Now An Daoquan has become a bait, everyone is waiting for a big fish to bite the hook... Let's see what happens to that treasure."
Did the Song Dynasty court know about these things? Song Wen expressed doubts about this...
"No one can take my brother away!"
The road from Yangzhou to Chuzhou suddenly became weird... An Daoquan didn't think clearly about where he provoked those mysterious people. Fang La can say that it is normal for an emperor to be afraid of death. Find a few good doctors to prepare.
It’s also considered a precautionary measure.
What do those people secretly ask me to explain? What do I have to explain?
An Daoquan and two young men from the Wang family carefully avoided the road and walked into the mountains, heading towards Chuzhou with difficulty. Little did they know that the two groups started a fierce fight behind them...
More than twenty of Fang La's confidants, led by a military advisor, faced off against a dozen mysterious men in black...
The military advisor was in his fifties, with three strands of beard, and cold eyes as he scolded the men in black opposite him.
"Our Majesty is already aware of this matter. If you still have any intention of surrendering, please don't bother us anymore... The treasure of Jiangnan is naturally the property of the Emperor of Jiangnan!"
The man in black was silent for a moment and showed a sneer... "Haha... that was left by my master's ancestors. Who can take it by force? Jiangnan... that's..."
The middle-aged military advisor said angrily: "A group of traitors who have subjugated their country have long persuaded our Majesty not to be lenient with you..."
Before he finished speaking, a dozen or so men in black on the opposite side actually drew their swords and started slashing, and a bloody fight broke out on the deserted post road.
A gray donkey stood quietly on the cliff next to the post road. A Taoist man in green on it looked gloomy and shook his head and sighed...
There was actually a big man in black sitting cross-legged on the ground next to him. He looked like an iron tower with a curly beard and majestic eyes. He was holding up a meat bun and devouring it with great joy.
Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng looked back at the bright moon on the ground and asked in a low voice: "Song Langjun believes you? You said he would let you out if you can find me?"
"Brother Wen said, you Gongsun Sheng is not a ruthless person. If people like Song Jiang have a chance... you will secretly help."
Gongsun Sheng shook his head... "Having seen through Pindao, do you still feel a little guilty? As expected of Mr. Song."
Mingyue devoured the last big meat bun, wiped her mouth and asked: "Brother, what should we do next? Is there really any treasure left by the Southern Tang Dynasty?"
Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng shook his head... "The most precious thing in the world has never been gold and silver, but the hearts of all people... The chaos in the south of the Yangtze River shook the Song Dynasty! The reason my master and I planned to push people like Song Jiang to revolt was to take the opportunity to
The imperial court is on alert... to be wary of the border troops and ambitious people like Jiangnan. But they don't expect Jiangnan to start trouble much earlier than we imagined!"
Mingyue burped and blinked.
Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng went on to say: "The fragmented Manichaeanism is all useless. Fang La relied on a group of Manichaeans who surrounded him to cause trouble... Fang La was the reincarnation of the true god when he was walking around, and then he coerced the people to attack cities and rob the rich.
To help the poor, Fang La didn’t know how powerful he was, so he started proclaiming himself emperor at an early stage...it makes people laugh at his generosity."
"Isn't it bad to be an emperor?"
Gongsun Sheng looked back at Mingyue and asked, "Okay? Do you think Song Wen wants to be the emperor?"
Mingyue's head shook like a rattle... "It's impossible. Brother Wen has no airs at all. He spends the whole day playing around with his men and women, rolling around with the children... He cooks in the kitchen and serves people.
Healing… and a soft heart…”
The more Gongsun Sheng listened, the paler his face became. It was not until Mingyue said that Song Wen's heart was too soft that he breathed a sigh of relief!
Otherwise, if the previous things were deliberately done by a scheming and ambitious person... this kind of gathering people's hearts and figuring out human nature is the only way for a qualified careerist!
Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng sighed and muttered: "Then don't let his heart become completely cold. Don't..."
"What do you mean?"
Ruyunlong knew that his junior brother was a fool, and said helplessly: "It means that Song Wen is a good person, we can't let him become bad... We have to comfort him and take care of him, treat him to food and drink tea when he has nothing to do, and let him not be short."
Don’t be offended by money... Eat, drink, and be happy, and you must be nice to him..."
Mingyue got up and followed her senior brother's donkey down the mountain. As she walked, she missed her strange, fat-bellied horse and asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Go south and see what the treasure of the Southern Tang Dynasty looks like?"
"Aren't the clues to the Southern Tang relic in An Daoquan's hands?"
"False, I set up a trap to lure them... I just want to see if there are any ambitious people behind Fang La!"
"Oh no! You dare to plot against Song Wen's brother? He will definitely take revenge on you..."
"I am doing this for the sake of all the people in the world..."
"You should pay me back the money you owe me. I'm afraid that Song Wen will ruin your reputation and your life will be worse than death... Then I will lose both my life and wealth!"