Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Seven: I Got Two Dads For Nothing?
Under the snowy night, the group finally rushed back to Horseshoe Lake.
After asking Mrs. Lian to prepare the room, Xu Mu carried Zhuge Fan on his back and hurriedly entered the house. Then the door panel was covered, and the wind and snow all over the world were blocked out.
"I was just joking with you earlier." Zhuge Fan was still chattering, "This round, don't be impulsive."
"Moreover, if you are not in Zhuangzi, what should I do if others bully me? What if the officials come to arrest me?"
"I am getting older. Once I am a teacher, I am always a father. In other words, I am your father. You should listen to my words."
Xu Mu was speechless when he heard this, "When you ambushed the Beidi envoy, did you ever think that you, me, would implicate everyone in your family?"
Zhuge Fan paused, bulging his eyes, too angry to say a word.
"Go to bed early. I'll send someone to call the doctor tomorrow... However, when you ambush you, you looked so courageous and didn't cover your pockmarked face. If you are recognized, you will be in trouble."
"I originally had a death wish, if not to save my life, I would kill that traitor."
"Who is the traitor?"
Zhuge Fan paused, but still didn't want to say anything.
Xu Mu was too lazy to ask. He gave a few instructions and then walked out of the house. He told Lu Lao, who was patrolling outside at night, to pay more attention at night.
"My boss, do you want to intercept and kill the Beidi envoy?" Wei Feng, who had been waiting impatiently outside, hurriedly pulled Chen Jiaqiao over, looking expectant.
"Come into the house and say." Xu Mu's face was tense. He naturally wanted to kill him, but for such things, he had to plan carefully.
"Wei Feng, get the map."
Laying out the map, the three of them looked at it carefully with the help of a weak oil lamp.
"My boss, this is an official road all the way out of Changyang. I'm afraid there will be dog officers and soldiers escorting us along the way."
Xu Mu rubbed his forehead. If the envoy of the Qianqi really arrived near Laoguan and joined the other four thousand cavalry, he would have no chance.
If you really want to intercept and kill, you can only stay within the 800 miles before Laoguan.
"Where is this?" Xu Mu put down his finger and clicked on a water stream on the map.
"My boss is Yeweihe."
"Crying at the river at night?" Xu Mu was startled. He had some impressions in his memory, but not much. Except for the first time he entered the inner city of Hezhou, the other two times he passed by were mainly by small roads.
"It is indeed the Yewei River." Chen Jiaqiao nodded, "My boss, the water in the Yewei River is dangerous. In addition, there are many piles of strange rocks in the river bed, and there are often roaring waves. The nearby villages call it Yewei.
river."
"However, more than 130 years ago, an old stonemason, with the help of several wealthy gentry, took a dozen of his apprentices and spent two to three years to build a half-mile stone bridge across the river.
It’s called Anguo Bridge, which means Anguo and protecting the people.”
"That's interesting."
Xu Mu fell into deep thought for a while. If we were talking about the eight hundred miles of official roads within Laoguan, it was undoubtedly the section of Anguo Bridge where it would be best to ambush.
But there was a big problem. Anguo Bridge was only two to three hundred miles away from the inner city. If they were surrounded, they would be easily killed.
Chen Jiaqiao seemed to notice Xu Mu's doubts, and then spoke in a solemn voice.
"My boss, if you go north along the Yewei River, you will reach a mountainous area. I know the mountain road there. If you really have something urgent to do, there is still a place to retreat."
This sentence made Xu Mu relax slightly.
"Wei Feng, tomorrow you will take more than 400 horses into the back mountain and use the horses to carry the forest trees. You must leave early and return late."
"My boss, what is this?"
"My boss is setting up a confusion array," Chen Jiaqiao said.
"At that time, there will be wine tasting shopkeepers coming in and out. It's best to let them bump into one or two rounds."
"What about the owner?"
"I'm going to Tangjiang City. Two days later, you lead the people up the mountain. Then go around the back mountain and take the path beside the official road. Wait for me at Xiaomeilin. Remember to bring some pockmarked noodles and arrows.
The pot knife should be clearly understood."
"Don't worry, boss."
"Mr. Chen, do you dare to go to Tangjiang City with me tomorrow?"
"It doesn't matter if you go." Chen Jiaqiao smiled slightly.
"It could not be better."
Xu Mu let out a long breath, and in his heart, he had already made a plan.
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It snowed for the second time in the inner city. In an instant, the edelweiss turned into giant goose feathers covering the sky.
After wrapping up his warm robe, Xu Mu hugged his little maid and his wife. When he walked out of the house, he suddenly remembered something.
Then he walked faster towards Zhuge Fan's house.
The old scholar was half squatting on the ground, drinking wine with great interest while looking at the old man of similar age on the bed.
"My son, what kind of person is he?"
Xu Mu made a gesture of silence. The old scholar paused and hurriedly followed suit.
"Si Hu, get a knife."
Si Hu bulged his eyes, thinking that his brother Mu was going to kill someone and silence him, so he hurriedly tried to reason with him angrily.
"Shut up...go."
After taking the knife, Xu Mu hesitated for a while, but finally made his move, gently following Zhuge Fan's goatee and shaving the first wave.
After a while, more and more white hairs fell out under the wooden bed.
It wasn't until Zhuge Fan turned bald that Xu Mu finally stopped. Even if someone saw him like this, they probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.
Of course, he could imagine that when Zhuge Fan woke up, he would touch his cold face and bald head, and he would scold his mother, and he might even cry in front of the bronze mirror.
"Old man, please feel sorry for me..."
He quickly retracted his hand, invited the old scholar out of the room, and carefully closed the door. Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
"My son! By the way, my son, the blacksmith, Lao Bu Ting, asked me to give this to you."
As he spoke, the old scholar took out a small and exquisite hand crossbow from his dirty sleeves, as well as more than ten finger-long iron-tipped arrows.
Xu Mu only glanced at it for a few times, and his face immediately became ecstatic. This kind of killing weapon was what he had always wanted.
If it is hidden in the cuffs, and when the enemy is not paying attention, raising his hand to pull the mechanism, it will definitely be a killing. If the poison is further tempered, he will really go up the mountain to kill the tiger.
"Senior, Chen Datie is here."
"My son, he told you not to look for him, otherwise, he will beat you."
Xu Muqian laughed, this Chen Datie was really weird, but the fact that he spent so much effort to create a hand crossbow for him showed his attitude.
This is not Xu Mu's boast. This level of craftsmanship may not be inferior even if it is placed in the machines of later generations.
It's a pity that the craftsmanship of such a good thing is too complicated. If it wants to be popularized, it will probably have to wait until the year of the monkey.
"Senior, please thank Chen Datie for me."
"My son is good, my son is good, daddy will remember it."
Xu Mu looked strange, feeling that he was at a huge loss. He had been called "my son, my son" by the old scholar for more than half a year. It was good now that there was Zhuge Fan who said "once a teacher, always a father".