"Brother Zijian, brother Zhengyang, this is Foolish Brother Zhongdao. If you have anything you want to say, please feel free to mention it directly in person."
The eldest brother Wei Jian brought two Confucian scholars, Pan Zijian and Xu Zhengyang, both of whom were famous talents in Luoyang.
Pan Zijian had met Wei Cheng before, and he didn't seem unfamiliar at this time, but Xu Zhengyang was a little reserved.
"I've met Mr. Wei Shijun." Xu Zhengyang bowed.
Wei Cheng glanced at his eldest brother, stepped aside slightly, supported him a little, and said: "Brother Xu, there is no need to do this. Since he is a close friend of my brother, he is Wei's elder. Just call me 'Zhongdao', and that will make it look better."
Be kind."
"I don't dare, I don't dare." Xu Zhengyang seemed to be an honest and responsible person, and he did not dare to neglect Wei Cheng's identity as Bingzhou Mu.
Wei Cheng didn't bother to worry about the title and let him go.
"Zhongdao, brother Zhengyang, let's sit down and talk." Wei Jian glanced at Wei Cheng.
Wei Cheng looked at Xu Zhengyang, who had been bowing, nodded in a funny way, and motioned for everyone to sit down together.
"The thing is like this, when Brother Zhengyang and I were settling down the refugees, we found that there were many strangers in the team."
"oh?"
Wei Cheng frowned slightly.
Pan Zijian explained: "The refugees going north have always been in teams of a hundred, with a number of team leaders and deputies among them to take care of the elderly, weak, women and children along the way. Therefore, everyone in the team is very familiar with the identity of the people."
"Just three days ago, Brother Zhengyang discovered that many people had sneaked in among the refugees, including some strong men, who also carried standard weapons and incomplete armor and stomachs with them. We were worried about alerting others, so we kept telling everyone not to act rashly."
Wei Jian nodded and said: "You are not wrong in doing this. If you directly name the other party's identity, I am afraid it will anger the other party and even implicate innocent people."
Pan Zijian bowed his hands and said, "Brother Zhengyang and I thought the same way, so we asked the corps commander to tell everyone to keep quiet. We didn't come to report to the envoy until we arrived in Anyi today and assigned a residence."
Wei Jian looked at his younger brother.
Wei Cheng looked at him and said with a smile: "So, those people have already sneaked into various satellite cities?"
Pan Zijian was stunned for a moment, stood up hurriedly, and responded in panic: "The incident happened suddenly, and we had to do it as a last resort."
Seeing this, Xu Zhengyang on the side also stood up and raised his hands and said: "I came up with this idea. If you want to punish Lord Wei, just punish me. Brother Zijian has nothing to do with it."
Wei Cheng waved his hand and frowned: "I don't mean to blame you. At present, your approach is the safest. However, I am wondering...whether the purpose of these people from the beginning was to sneak into the satellite city.
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Wei Jian raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "You mean, these people are probably sent by other forces to gather information?"
Wei Cheng shook his head and said: "For now, this is only a possibility. Moreover, it is not difficult to find from Brother Pan's description that these people are probably from the military. I think there is a high probability that they are deserters."
"deserter?"
Wei Jian and the other three looked at each other in confusion.
Wei Cheng picked up the teapot, sniffed the tea, and said, "Yes, there were quite a few people who were forcibly recruited into the army before..."
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Satellite City No. 9.
Thirty percent of the people living here are masons, and the remaining 70% are either apprentices or family members of masons.
Early this morning, another group of refugees went north to Anyi, and the stewards selected more than 100 people to live in the satellite city.
"This will be your home from now on. Our treatment in No. 9 City is very good. As long as you are willing to work, you can eat meat every day."
The stewards of Satellite City No. 9 were all villagers of the Wei family in the beginning and were stonemasons. Now they have ascended to heaven and become stewards of the city. They are all given the surname: Wei.
The power in his hands has increased, but his temperament has not changed.
For these colleagues who had fled, the stewards had no intention of embarrassing them, but tried their best to arrange their residence.
"Hu Laoshi, there are nine people in your family, and we will live in this courtyard from now on."
At the entrance of an independent courtyard, the steward and a family of nine pushed in.
Hu Laoshi and his party were overjoyed when they saw the neat layout of the yard and the four east and west wing rooms.
One of the boys with a dirty face pulled the sleeve of the middle-aged man next to him and whispered: "Dad, aren't we going to the city to sell goods? Is it really okay to live here in case someone discovers our identity?"
, I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape even if I run away.”
The middle-aged man was curiously looking at the layout of the small courtyard. He glanced at his father, who was chatting happily with the steward, and said in a deep voice: "It depends on your Aweng's decision. If he doesn't want to leave, we will
Can you still escape by yourself?"
The young man curled his lips and cursed: "I think Aweng was painted by Lao Hu. What good is a stonemason? Let's... ugh."
"Shut up, don't take us with you if you want to die."
The young man's mouth was covered by a tomboy dressed like a beggar. If you look carefully, the tomboy is holding a strange-shaped short knife in his left hand against the young man's waist.
"Hey, who are they?" the steward turned around and asked curiously.
The tomboy quickly let go of the young man and said with a smile: "It makes the manager laugh. My brother and I usually play like this."
The steward was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he laughed and said: "Yes, yes, my two boys are also fighting like this... I am so lucky, the whole family is male, no one will dare to bully you in the future
A family, hahaha.”
The leader of the old man frowned slightly and glanced at the young man and the tomboy to capture the traces.
"Haha, Manager Wei also saw it. For a family of nine, eating is a problem, otherwise we wouldn't have come all the way to seek refuge."
"Well, it's true that a half-grown man is living in poverty, not to mention that your family of four or five is small, so I'm going to suffer a lot."
The old man shook his head with a wry smile on his face, completely unable to see the harsh glare he had just given.
The young man hiding aside glanced sideways at the tomboy next to him and didn't dare to talk anymore. The old man never showed mercy when he hit someone.
"Now that the last household has been settled, Wei will stop nagging. I'd better take them to clean the house inside and out first, so as not to have trouble sleeping tonight."
The old man bowed his hands to the person in charge and said a few more words of gratitude.
Wait until the steward leaves.
The old man's kind expression instantly turned gloomy.
"You two kneel down for me."
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After leaving the small courtyard, the steward turned back three times all the way to the guardhouse.
Just half a step into the guardhouse, he suddenly exhaled and relaxed instantly.
"How's it going? Did you find out the origin of the heel?"
Xun You walked out of nowhere and handed the steward a wet wipe to wipe his sweat.
The steward took the wipes with both hands and said with a wry smile: "I always thought they were deserters, which made me nervous all the way."
Xun You was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Why, aren't they deserters?"
The steward spread out the wet wipes, wiped his face, and said angrily: "Those people before were definitely deserters, but this family of nine is definitely not. Do you know what I saw in them?"
"What?"
"The earth shovel used to touch gold, these people are probably local masters."
Xun You's expression changed, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he felt as if he had suddenly clarified his thoughts.
"Quickly, send someone to take them into custody. I want to interrogate them personally."
The steward handed the wet wipes to the boy aside, looked at Xun You who was furious, and asked curiously: "What, they have a problem?"
Xun You laughed and said: "There is no big problem with them, but there is a problem with their previous whereabouts. If I guessed correctly, those so-called deserters are actually with them."
Xun You walked towards the door while talking, "By the way, the people in the other satellite cities must also be controlled. You send people to spread the word and don't hurt those local masters. These people may be of great use. As for
Those soldiers can be detained for the time being."
The steward nodded and asked doubtfully: "Why are you so panicked? And where are you in a hurry?"
Xun You replied without looking back: "I'm going to see the young master."
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Wei Mansion.
Wei Cheng looked at Xun You across from him with a strange look on his face, "Are you sure you're not joking?"
Xun You didn't know why Wei Cheng asked this, and said bluntly: "Master, this is absolutely true, and there are many people who know about it. If you don't believe it, ask the second master, or ask the fifth master, they should have heard of it."
right."
Xu Ding, who was standing next to him, stood up and said, "Sir, I can confirm this. The Cao family did secretly support many local masters. These people specialize in robbing ancient tombs and collecting gold, silver and jewelry.
At that time, Cao Cao's father, Cao Song, used this to gain a relationship with Cao Teng, and many people said that Cao Song was born a native scholar."
Wei Cheng opened his mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Damn it, why is there such a thing as Colonel Mojin? Is there also General Faqiu Zhonglang?
"Okay, okay, let's control the people first and ask them if they were sent by Cao Cao to sell the stolen goods."
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Time passed quickly.
the next day.
Xun You came to the Wei Mansion again. This time he did not come alone, but brought an old man with him. It was the same Hu Laoshi from yesterday.
"I've met Mr. Wei Shi."
Hu Laoshi knelt on the ground in fear. The scene where his family was tortured and forced to confess last night was still flashing through his mind. Hu Laoshi couldn't bear the slightest contempt for the harmless-looking Liu Shijun in front of him.
Wei Cheng looked at the legendary 'Captain Touching Gold' in front of him. After looking at him curiously for a while, he asked: "Is your surname Hu?"
Hu Laoshi lay on the ground respectfully and responded: "Yes, yes."
Wei Cheng nodded thoughtfully, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Hu Bayi, I captured your ancestor!
"Tell me, who sent you to rob the tomb, and who asked you to come to Hedong to exchange for supplies."
Xun or Xun had pried all these questions out of the mouths of these local masters last night, and now they were placed on the low table in front of Wei Cheng.
The reason why Wei Cheng asked again was simply out of curiosity about the abilities of these native masters.
What is it about looking for a dragon and sharing money to see the winding mountain? One level of entanglement is a level of barrier... Is it so evil?
The result made him very disappointed. These people were more like contractors than local masters.
There is basically no professionalism in tomb robbing. If you catch an ancient tomb and dig it, you are not afraid of rice dumplings or female corpses. You are just like a demolition team.
At the entrance of the courtyard, several big men from the city guard brought in several large boxes.
Xun You said: "These are some of the funerary objects. There are eight teams of them, and they have hidden the funerary objects in eight secret places outside the city. The other seven places are far away, and it is estimated that they will not be delivered until the afternoon."
Wei Cheng nodded, showing no interest in the burial objects.
Just when he was about to let Xun He handle it as he pleased, he suddenly felt a vague buzzing sound in his mind.
Wei Cheng frowned.
The buzzing sound was like some kind of strange call, causing him to involuntarily cast his eyes on one of the big boxes.
When the two city guards next to the box saw this, they thought Wei Cheng wanted them to open the box, and hurriedly opened the lid to reveal the funerary objects inside.
Wei Cheng reached out and covered one ear, but the buzzing sound was not affected at all. In other words, as the box was opened, the sound became a bit sharper.
"Sir, are you okay?" Xun You also noticed something was wrong with Wei Cheng.
Wei Cheng waved his hand. Although the buzzing sound was still there, he actually didn't feel any discomfort.
After getting up and walking to the box, Wei Cheng looked at the bronze vessels in the box and frowned slightly. They were not calling me.
At this time, I couldn’t care less that these were things used by dead people.
Wei Cheng stretched out his hand to pull open the bronze vessels and took out a simple pillow from under the box.
Pillows in ancient times were all carved from stone or jade, and the pillow in Wei Cheng's hand was a purple stone of unknown material.
When Wei Cheng touched the stone pillow with his hands, the buzzing in his mind suddenly stopped strangely.
Then a hungry and thirsty thought arose in Wei Cheng's sea of consciousness, as if the stone pillow in his hand was some kind of heavenly and earthly treasure, which gave Wei Cheng the urge to swallow it in his belly.
"Wen Ruo, just wait here. I'll come as soon as I go."
Wei Cheng couldn't bear the urge and ran into the adjacent bedroom with the stone pillow.
Xun You and others looked at each other in confusion, wondering what happened to Wei Cheng and what was so mysterious about that stone pillow.
On the other hand, the local master Hu Laoshi couldn't help but frowned as he looked at Wei Cheng's leaving figure.
After Wei Cheng entered the house, he locked the door directly with his backhand.
He walked to the bed and sat down, placing the stone pillow on the quilt.
However, as soon as his hands left the stone pillow, the buzzing sounded in his mind again, and it was even sharper than before.
Sudden.
There was a 'boom' sound.
A bright light flashed before Wei Cheng's eyes, causing him to instinctively close his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the world in front of him was blank, and there was only a purple stone pillow floating in the void in front of him.
Wei Cheng uncontrollably reached out and grabbed the stone pillow, stuffed it into his mouth in two bites, and chewed it deliciously.
It seems to taste pretty good.
A strong sense of satisfaction surged up from the bottom of his heart, making him couldn't help but burp.
Opening his eyes again, Wei Cheng found himself standing on the balcony of the second floor of a modern old house.
"Have I returned to modern time and space myself?"
Wei Cheng looked curiously at the sliding door behind him, and the scene in front of him made his expression change suddenly.
A sliding door is still a sliding door, and the space-time vortex that would appear as soon as he approached it did not appear!
"This, what exactly is going on?"
Wei Cheng tried to touch the glass door, but his hand did not go through, but touched the actual glass.