This is the end of the underground passage, and it is also the core place. There is only a spacious stone room, a stone table, a stone bench and a bronze candlestick hanging on the stone wall. The candlestick is brightly lit, making it look extremely empty.
There is a wooden table in the middle of the stone house, a high chair behind it, and behind it are countless shelves. There are countless bamboo slips and paper files on the shelves, which are placed in the grids of the shelves. Each shelf has a
There is one character written on it. At a glance, Yuan is the most numerous, followed by Zhang, and some are Liu and Wu. I don’t know what these files record.
At this time, the young man in white shirt was sitting on a high chair in the middle, flipping through the bamboo slips on the table casually, as if he was reading the contents on the bamboo slips, and seemed to be waiting for someone. The big black man stood beside him.
He glanced at the bamboo slips several times, but he recognized the characters on the bamboo slips, but he did not recognize the characters.
The young man in green shirt was sitting on a stone bench nearby, sipping a cup of tea, looking a little bored.
The three of them had little communication, and the stone house seemed unusually quiet.
"Creak - creak -" The stone door slowly opened again, and several people walked in quickly from the outside. The leader was a man who was less than 50 years old. The people behind him all had knives and swords. They all seemed to be
Some masters of martial arts.
The man quickly scanned the stone room, then came under the stone table in the center, bowed his head, and said respectfully in a loud voice: "Shadow Si Wan, Yang Chief Superintendent Si Mao Zhijie, come and greet the eldest son!"
Hearing this, the young man in white shirt gently put down the bamboo slip, stood up gently, helped Mao Zhijie up, and said with a faint smile: "Why is Uncle Mao so polite? You are the first in Wanyang and Yangzhou."
, There is no need to be so courteous to me, Uncle Mao is in the enemy's den, working tirelessly for us, but my nephew wants to say thank you for your hard work."
Mao Zhijie hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Young Master, what are you talking about? I just did my duty."
The young man in white shirt looked very cordial and pulled Mao Zhijie to sit next to him. He also called the young man in green shirt and the big man in black to come over to greet him.
Mao Zhijie hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "This can't be done. How can General Yingyang Cao Anzhong and Commander Dian evilai of the Tiger and Leopard Guards greet their subordinates? It's really a shame for them."
Cao Anzhong (young master in green shirt) said hurriedly: "How can I say that Uncle Mao is also the governor here. We are not in charge of Wan and Yang. You are our elder, and etiquette cannot be ignored."
Dian Eilai (the big black man) still had the same silly smile and said nothing.
The four of them sat down, and Mao Zhijie ordered someone to change the tea. The young master in white shirt said: "Uncle Mao has been working hard here for many years, and my father has noticed it. Fortunately, he sent troops here soon, and Uncle Mao also
But I can reunite with my wife, children and children at home soon."
Mao Zhijie said with some excitement: "My subordinates have been looking forward to this day day and night, and now it is finally here."
The white-shirted young man nodded and said with emotion: "Five years ago, my father sent Uncle Mao to the place where things are wrong. Uncle Mao built Anyesi into the scale it is today with his own courage. It is really not easy.
I see that Tingtao Tower has become the largest inn in Wanyang, and its business is booming."
Mao Zhijie nodded and said: "The Dark Night Division of Wan and Yang has been my hard work for many years. Naturally, I dare not slack off. The eldest son is here today. I wonder what Sikong has to do."
The young man in white shirt shook his head and said, "Why are you so polite, uncle? Just call me Ang Shu."
If anyone from Longtai City in Kyoto was present and heard this sentence, they would be shocked. It turns out that this handsome young man in white is actually Cao Angshu, the eldest son of the powerful Sikong Cao Mengwu!
Mao Zhijie nodded and seemed to sigh: "Ang Shu has not changed much since I left Beijing. He is still so approachable and approachable, unlike the second young master."
Cao Angshu was moved in his heart, but did not answer. He only said: "The second brother has his own pattern of second brother. We are all doing things for my father."
Mao Zhijie nodded knowingly and said: "What Ang Shu said is, what he said is..."
Cao Angshu then solemnly said: "Uncle, I'm new here and I'm not very clear about Wanyang's affairs. Can you please tell me how we've penetrated Zhang Xiao's place now?"
Mao Zhijie nodded and spoke eloquently: "Since five years ago, the Shadow Division has begun to infiltrate the Wanyang Army. Now it has become quite large, ranging from important generals to centurions and thousands of soldiers.
Commander, we all have our people, and we can just wait for the arrival of the army, and then we can take action. Only half a year ago, Mr. Guo and Mr. Boning sent a message via pigeons that Sikong really wanted to surrender, so his subordinates started to work on this matter. Now with
According to my subordinates, the recruitment and surrender are 80% achievable."
"Oh? Eighty percent? Uncle is so sure?" Cao Angshu didn't seem surprised and asked with a raised eyebrow.
Mao Zhijie sipped his tea and said, "Actually, if my subordinates didn't dare to say this three months ago, the situation has changed now, so I dare to say this."
"The situation has changed? What change?" Cao Angshu's eyes shot out a light.
"This change happened because of the chief conspirator under Zhang Xiao's account!" Mao Zhijie said word by word.
"Jia Wenxu, the poisonous scholar?"
"Not bad!" Mao Zhijie nodded and smiled.
"Uncle Mao, please tell me in detail!" Cao Angshu said excitedly.
Mao Zhijie nodded and said: "The background of Jia Wenxu was a counselor under the national thief Dong Ying. Ang Shu knew about this. It was his plan that caused the world to be in chaos, Longtai was in ruins, and warlords fought.
There were countless corpses lying on the ground. What he did was just to protect himself. However, to protect his own body in the chaos of the world, it is not without poison, so he got the title of this poisonous man. With the general trend of the world, Yi'an Liu Jingyu is stupid, but he can defend his land but still be strong.
If he doesn't catch him, what about the world? Liu Jingsheng of Yangzhou dominates the richest state and county in the world. He is used to peace and contentment. Naturally, he wants to hold the land and defend it. How can he have ambitions? In today's world, the only two people who can compete for the lead are Sikong and Yuan Jizhou from the north. Yuan Jizhou was born in a noble family.
How can we look down on a poisonous person with such a tarnished reputation like Jia Wenxu? Now, although the two families are openly at peace with each other, they are just taking advantage of the situation. With Jia Wenxu's talent, he naturally knows this. He can mess up the world and protect himself.
Style, it is impossible for him to follow Yuan Jizhou."
Cao Angshu nodded and said: "My uncle is right, so why did he choose to serve others? Wouldn't it be better to protect Wanyang, a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and protect General Fengqiang."
Mao Zhijie laughed and said: "If Zhang Xiao was really the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, it would be reasonable to protect him, but Zhang Xiao is just a warrior, and it is only proper to be a general in the hands of the Lord of the Ming Dynasty.
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As a lord, he was not even a little bit behind. Now Zhang Xiao believed that Wanyang was impregnable and had long lost his ambition to make progress. All military and government affairs were entrusted to Jia Wenxu, and he was alone in Zhendong General Mansion Gao Le.
He still favored a group of dog-headed staff officers who had no talent. This was a recipe for self-destruction. Jia Wenxu was depressed and had nowhere to talk. Furthermore, the world is so big that one city can hold it for a while, just like the heavenly army.
When we arrive, we pass through a city and destroy it. How can Jia Wenxu protect his own safety?"
Cao Angshu nodded and said: "Uncle Mao's analysis coincides with Mr. Guo's. However, Jia Wenxu is now in a high position in Wanyang. How can he surrender just because he is willing to do so?"
Mao Zhijie laughed loudly and said, "Does Ang Shu know that Jia Wenxu and his subordinates were classmates?"
"Oh? There is such a thing?" Cao Angshu asked curiously.
"It's okay not to mention the old things!" Mao Zhijie said with emotion, and then added: "Except for Sikong and his confidants, very few people know about my identity. Three months ago, I was involved in the planning of the Anye Division.
Next, Jia Wenxu and I met by chance and talked about our friendship as classmates."
"Uncle Mao is so easy to operate!" Cao Anzhong praised from the sidelines.
Mao Zhijie shook his head and said: "An Zhong still underestimated Jia Wenxu. With his ability to kill people and kill people, how could he not see my flaws?"
When Cao Angshu heard this, he was shocked and said: "Is it possible that Uncle Mao has been exposed?"
Mao Zhijie nodded and said: "At first, I thought that I had deceived the old fox by hiding the truth. I never thought that after we met three times, this poisonous and talented man actually revealed everything I planned and placed me in the Wanyang Army.
I wrote a list in secret and handed it to me. I took a quick look and found that although I couldn’t guess all of them, there was a good chance that I could guess them correctly!”
When Dian E came to hear this, he looked anxious and shouted: "Then we are still drinking some tea. Let me go and chop down the old fox with my halberd!" He said and started to walk out.
Cao Angshu, however, was as steady as a mountain and said calmly: "Lao Dian, please be patient! In my opinion, since Jia Wenxu knows Uncle Mao's purpose, the surrender has been completed."
There was a hint of admiration in Mao Zhijie's eyes, and he praised: "Ang Shu is indeed a great talent! How can you be so sure that it's done?"
Cao Angshu smiled lightly and said: "If it doesn't work, how can the Tingtao Tower still stand well in Wanyang City?"
Mao Zhijie clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Yes! Yes!"
Dian Eilai then sat down and muttered: "You old man, you are so hesitant when talking, can you speak more clearly!"
Mao Zhijie smiled and then said: "When I saw that things had come to this, I told him our plan in detail. He thought about it again and again and agreed to surrender."
"Haha, according to Jia Wenxu's personality, he will agree, but it won't be so easy." Cao Angshu said lightly.
Mao Zhijie nodded and said: "Exactly, Jia Wenxu put forward three conditions."
"What three conditions?"
"First, after Sikong enters Wanyang, he must not harm the people in the slightest; second, he must treat General Zhang Xiao and his subordinate generals well and make sure they are put to their best use; third, he himself wants to be the core of the staff and military aircraft, and his position cannot be
Low, he said, only under Mr. Guo and Xun Lingjun. If Sikong agrees to these three conditions, he will persuade Zhang Xiao and try his best to promote this matter." Mao Zhijie said.
When Cao Angshu heard this, he lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then said slowly: "Of course, I didn't say this first condition. My father is Sikong of the Jin Dynasty, and the people in the world are the people of the Jin Dynasty, so they will naturally love and protect them;
The second condition is that there are many people under Zhang Xiao's account, and I am sure that there must be spies inserted by Yuan and Liu An. It would be difficult for him to recruit them all. The third condition is that it is natural for him to join the military aircraft staff, but
Mr. Guo and Xun Lingjun are such figures. Apart from these two, my father has many talented people. If he is ranked third, how can he convince everyone? Moreover, with his character, he can still decide whether his father should be used or not.
.This is not easy to handle.”
Mao Zhijie nodded and said: "Ang Shu's concerns are very true, and I didn't dare to agree easily. I only argued that I would write to Sikong to make a decision. The fox said that he would just wait for the good news..."
Cao Angshu thought for a while and then said: "This matter is so big that I can only decide it by Bingming's father. I just don't know what the situation is like in Yecheng. I don't know if we can send troops to come. Which general is leading the troops?"
After An Zhong and Lao Dian and I left Longtai, we were no longer able to contact Jingli."
Mao Zhijie said with some surprise: "Don't you know, Ang Shu? Sikong had already sent 150,000 troops to Wanyang ten days ago. This time, Sikong personally led the troops. Calculated, the troops will arrive in only three or four days.
Below Wanyang City!"
"I didn't know about it! Fortunately, my uncle told me that my father personally came with troops. It seems that he is determined to win Wanyang!" Cao Ang said softly. Suddenly, his mind was full of thoughts, and he asked hurriedly: "Uncle, have the arrangements been made?
?”
Mao Zhijie nodded approvingly and said: "Ang Shu is indeed attentive. Don't worry. Since receiving the letter from Lord Boning, the Anye Division has already taken full action to cooperate with this dispatch. Yuan Jizhou's Bohai Guards are in Wanyang and Yangzhou.
All points of contact have been cut off. Liu Jingsheng of Yangzhou is now very old. His wife's brother Cai Dai has been appointed for military affairs. Cai Dai is a money-minded man. The Dark Night Division has bribed Cai Dai, and Cai Dai has blocked the news. Yangzhou
Knowing this, I'm afraid we have already captured Wanyang for many days."
"Where's the red peony shadow?" Cao Angshu suddenly asked.
Mao Zhijie paused and said: "Well... Hong Shaoying's whereabouts are erratic, and my subordinates haven't found any information." Mao Zhijie looked ashamed.
Cao Angshu nodded and comforted: "It doesn't matter. My uncle has tried his best. Hongshaoying is separated from us by Yangzhou and the Jingxiang River. It is estimated that if something is done, it is beyond our reach."
Everyone talked for a while, and Cao Angshu stood up and said with a smile: "It's almost noon, let's take a rest before talking."
"Lao Dian... Lao Dian!" Cao Angshu shouted twice, but did not see Dian Eilai responding. The three of them looked back, and at some point, Dian Eilai was already lying on the stone table.
He fell asleep soundly, with a long cough still flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Cao Angshu walked over and kicked Dian Eilai on the butt. Dian Eilai suddenly woke up and shouted loudly: "Where is it? Where is it?"
Cao Anzhong laughed and said: "You big black bull, what nonsense are you talking about? Where are you? Where are you?"
Dian Eilai then chuckled, scratched his head and said, "I just had a dream, a straight woman thief stole my two halberds, and I was chasing after her..."
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Cao Angshu smiled and said: "Who can hold these halberds... Let's go!"
Dian Eilai asked in confusion: "Let's go? Where?"
"Let's go eat!" "Okay!"
It was past noon, and the sky suddenly changed. Above the sky, red clouds rolled, and heavy rain was about to come. These clouds were like dormant giant beasts, and they might tear apart this vulnerable human world at any time.
The sky was getting darker and gloomier, and the strong wind blew up the clothes of countless pedestrians on the busiest streets of Wanyang City, like waves in the sea. Everyone realized that heavy rain was coming, and their pace began to quicken. Some roadside vendors began to
I was busy packing my belongings, fearing that I would have to go home before the rain. There were only a number of grand or ordinary shops along the road, as if witnessing the prosperity of this world.
The wind was like a huge mouth, sweeping through the entire Wanyang. The trees were shaking and their leaves were falling, and countless withered yellow leaves were floating all over the city. The whole city was withered and yellow, and it was charming to the eyes. The red clouds were so low that they seemed to be touching the top of people's heads.
"Crack--", a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky. The sky and the earth seemed to suddenly light up, and the rows of shops suddenly seemed to flash in the dark. They were bright and dark, and the lightning suddenly passed away. The entire empty place
There is something strange about the big city, which goes straight to the bottom of my heart.
"Boom -" there was a loud thunder, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The sound of thunder and lightning filled the whole world with boundless chill. A few stray cats and dogs flew into the darkness under the sudden flash of lightning.
Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the cold wind was as sharp as a knife. The heavy raindrops finally fell, and the sky and the earth were covered by this boundless rain curtain, and all colors were lost.
It was raining all over the sky and the earth, weeping and complaining, and it was so desolate.
At the highest point of Tingtao Tower, the window sash of Tianzi No. 1 facing the street was held up by a wooden pestle. The city was full of wind and rain, but it was impossible to squeeze into this small room.
A person stood by the window for a long time, looking at the wind and rain and the sun wet by the heavy rain, motionless, like a green mountain.
The wind blew his plain white gown and rippled in the wind. The man's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something.
Is it this noisy world of mortals or this broken world?
After a long time, he suddenly turned around and came to the desk, picked up his pen, thought for a while, and then started writing furiously:
Father: The child has successfully arrived at the Wanyang Shadow Division. The situation of the poisonous scholar is already known. He may be able to help with this operation, but there are three conditions... My father has taken great pains to decide. Another question.
Zhijie's identity has been exposed, and I don't know if he can be used again. After checking, if there is nothing wrong, the child also suggests that it is best to call him back to Longtai and stay away from the Shadow Division. The child has already figured out what his father told him about the jade bracelet.
In Sujia Village, Yangsanhe Town, there was a fisherman's son named Su Ling...
When he wrote this, he suddenly stopped writing, thought for a moment, crumbled the ball of paper, and rewrote another one. When he looked again, he saw that the last few sentences were missing. Then he took out a piece of paper.
, wrote a few words bit by bit, then sealed the two pieces of paper, raised his head and called: "Ziqi, come here."
Cao Anzhong came over, and Cao Angshu handed him the two sealed letters.
Cao Anzhong was a little confused: "Two letters?"
Cao Angshu nodded and said: "This letter was sent to my father using the carrier pigeon of the Shadow Division, and the other... take our route and give it to Cang Shu. We must keep it a secret... Don't
Be known by that person!”
Cao Anzhong asked no more questions, nodded, opened the door and walked into the stormy city...
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Sanhe Town, Sujia Village.
The heavy rain seems to be endless. It has been raining for three or four days in a row. The river south of Sujia Village has swollen and is almost overflowing the river embankment. Most of the roads in the village are dirt roads. They have been washed by the heavy rain and have become muddy.
, rainwater and muddy water mixed together, flowing everywhere without roots.
Su Ling had cursed the weather so many times. Because of the continuous rain, they couldn't go fishing in the river. Even the last bit of fish at home was gone. Su Ling hadn't seen any fish for several days.
The life of ordinary people in this era is naturally boring, especially on rainy days. Because the roads are muddy, Su Ling goes to Bai Shusheng's house to "attend lectures" less frequently. She can only lie on the bed and sleep with her head covered all day long.
No matter how beautiful and beautiful the Duke of Zhou's daughter is, she can't bear to be with her every day. Su Ling has no sleepiness at this time.
When the lamp was near, Su Ling jumped out of bed and opened the door to see how the rain was coming.
As soon as he opened the door, the fresh mountain air rushed in. This was the only thing Su Ling felt happy about.
The rain finally stopped falling, and there were only a few raindrops in the sky. It seemed that the rain was unwilling to stop.
Su Ling stretched long and was about to go out to the river to see how much the water had risen, but he found a small figure standing there under the dim light in front of the door.
Su Ling hurriedly walked over, but it was Shusheng Bai's sister Xiaolan.
Su Ling picked up Xiaolan, rubbed her head on the tip of Xiaolan's nose lovingly, and said, "Lan'er, why are you here so late?"
Xiao Lan raised her lips as high as she could, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Su hasn't been here these days. Lan'er misses Brother Su and has no stories to listen to."
Su Ling felt a little moved. In this whole village, she thought that she was the only one who could care about this little girl.
"Haha, hasn't it been raining these days, so..."
Xiaolan blinked her eyes and said: "Okay, I forgive you. My brother asked me to come to you. He said that Cao Cao, who belongs to Li Gui, is back from the city. He is at my house. Brother Su, doesn't he always say
Want to meet him?"
When Su Ling heard this, her heart moved. She put Xiao Lan down and said, "Let's go. Brother Su will go with you to see Brother Bai. After we finish talking, we will tell Lan'er another story. I guarantee it will be better than the previous one."
Xiaolan nodded and said excitedly: "Keep your word!"
Su Ling smiled and said, "When did Brother Su deceive Xiaolan?"
Two figures, one tall and one short, holding hands, one foot shallow and one foot deep, walking on the muddy road.