Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Speculations of the Great Rebellion
Ye An has never thought about going to Qin Mu Mu's place to live. Although there are many small courtyards in Lan Kwai Fong, it is Qin Mu Mu's property after all.
Of course, the more important point is that as a man, his self-esteem still prevents him from opening his mouth to Qin Mumu.
Naturally, Shangqing Palace became Ye An's best place to go before buying a house. As for Zhuangzi outside Tokyo, Ye An was still investigating and was not in a hurry to buy it.
There is another very important reason. Even if you buy it, it is inconvenient. It is too far from the palace, and it takes half a day to go back and forth.
It is more convenient to have your own house in Tokyo!
Qin Mumu thought the same way at the beginning. She didn't say anything about Ye An's idea of opening a shop next to Daxiangguo Temple, but she scoffed at his idea of putting his residence in the backyard.
Sure enough, I have the foresight and should listen to the advice of a good wife and mother on this matter.
There were not many things, so Ye An took Xuan'er and Tieniu and left with the concerned eyes of the Wang Gang after tidying up a little.
The Wang Gang needed to leave behind his precious secret recipe to take care of him. Ever since Ye An told him the distilling process without any thought, this guy valued this skill more than anything else and would rather live alone in the small woodshed in the backyard of the tavern.
Zhongya didn't want to leave.
In his words, everything is fictitious. Only this kind of secret recipe, like a family heirloom, can be passed down for a long time, and it is a cash cow that cannot be exchanged for gold and silver.
The ancients valued the inheritance of skills more than anything else, because the exclusive secret recipe is a family thing, an heirloom, a cash cow, and is guarded with one's life for the long-term interests of future generations.
Since the Wang Gang thought so, Ye An let him go. After all, now is not a good time to reveal the brewing method. It is not a bad thing to have such a loyal person guarding him.
Ye An returned to Shangqing Palace and was welcomed by all the Taoist priests in Shangqing Palace. No matter what identity he came back in, in their eyes, he was still the little Taoist priest who could tell "fantasy" stories, and he was still the young Taoist priest.
"Elders" and enthusiastic Taoist friends.
Jingwu was very happy about Ye An's return. He was worried that the monks of Daxiangguo Temple had abducted him. He didn't know who he heard from. The monks of Daxiangguo Temple often tricked handsome young men into becoming monks.
Young girls will also be abducted and imprisoned.
When he saw Ye An coming back, the first thing he did was ask him if he had been bullied by Monk Kongkong, which made Tieniu next to him laugh like a shrimp.
Xuan Chengzi glared at Ye An: "How come you still know that Shangqing Palace is where you belong? If you go far, come back and have a rest. Don't always be outside!"
Ye An shrugged helplessly: "Master, my disciple can't leave for more than a month, so how can I feel like I have been wandering for half my life?"
Xuan Chengzi tugged his beard and sighed: "Yes! You have only been in Tokyo for a few months, but now you have turned the world upside down and made Tokyo city unstable. The little Taoist priest has become Yunzhong County.
Hou, being a teacher feels like a world away!"
Ye An crossed his hands and saluted: "Master, do you still remember what the disciple said in that cave? It is not difficult for me to become rich in an instant. Don't doubt my ability. As for me to be a lonely minister, who can
Nothing can be changed, including myself."
Xuan Chengzi was stunned for a moment, and his face changed drastically: "You still want to be a lonely minister? You are about to lose your life!"
He followed Xuan Chengzi nonchalantly and whispered: "I just want to know who wants my life now. I just arrived in Tokyo City, and I was just awarded the title of Founding Marquis. Who can't stand it like this?"
"Who do you think you are? Can't even the saints protect you?"
"Originally I guessed it was a saint..."
"Impossible!" Xuan Chengzi suddenly turned around and stared at Ye An for a long time. When he saw Ye An's eyes clear, he trembled: "Why do you think so?"
Ye An stepped forward to take care of Xuan Chengzi's arm, and asked him to sit down in the pavilion. He also put down the windshield curtains around him and lit the charcoal basin.
"Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and blessing lies where misfortunes lurk! I hide too many secrets and am too daring. Such people are difficult to control. After the Song Dynasty has gained enough benefits, I can completely get rid of them.
I am a disaster, so as not to cause unexpected changes!"
Xuanchengzi said coldly: "You shouldn't speculate on a saint like this. A saint doesn't need to go through such effort or be so clumsy in order to kill you."
Ye An nodded: "So this is the reason why I exclude saints."
Xuanchengzi trembled slightly as he picked up the tea cup, and his right hand holding the tea cup turned bloodless white: "You are so treasonous! You can even predict a saint?!"
"Drink some tea to calm down. I'm just talking about the situation and using the elimination method to guess the person behind it. Of course, I now have a name, Zhou Can! It was spit out by the two dead men I killed on Jinxiu Street.
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Xuan Chengzi was slightly startled: "Why don't you go to the Saint or the Imperial City Secretary? That old ghost Chen Lin should be able to find the person you are looking for!"
Ye An nodded slightly, and the tea rippled in the tea cup, exuding a slight aroma: "I know he has this ability, and that's why I won't tell him, I want to check it myself!"
Xuan Chengzi was stunned for a moment, then said: "Check it yourself? Why do you check it? You can find it just by a name?"
Ye An smiled: "The mountain man has his own clever plan."
Xuan Chengzi didn't believe that Ye An could find this person named Zhou Can, because in his opinion, the two people might even tell Ye An a false name. Who is the dead man?
They are just a group of killing tools held in someone's hands. Xuan Chengzi knows the role of dead soldiers and their loyalty better than anyone else. Even if there is a weakness in your hands, they will not care.
But Ye An knew that these people were more like desperadoes than dead soldiers.
Real dead soldiers will not give themselves any chance to interrogate. They will commit suicide as soon as possible after being captured, and will not give the enemy time to torture at all.
People always have weaknesses, and the biggest flaw is fear. Only the dead can keep secrets, so in Ye An's eyes, these dead soldiers are not real dead soldiers.
From this, Ye An can also infer another conclusion: the man behind the scenes is not a particularly clever commander, but he has great power, and his identity and status are very unusual.
The man from Kaifeng Mansion gave a quite accurate answer, but of course Ye An didn't know.
However, he had another channel to obtain information, Liu Zhi, the Marquis of Yu who patrolled the city.
The information given by Liu Zhi was the same as that of Kaifeng Mansion. Ye An had been in frequent contact with Liu Zhi recently. The Yuhou who patrolled the city always met him and received warm hospitality from Ye An.
The tavern in Daxiangguo Temple was his usual place, because Ye An gave him quite generous treatment.
There is no need to spend too much money, and there is no need to deliberately inquire. The best opportunity is to confess the truth after drinking. Liu Zhi himself also knows that instead of keeping silent, it is better to sell Ye An's personal favor.
The dignified founder of the country invited him to have a drink, even if he didn't ask anything, he still told him what he knew. This was actually a kind of inexplicable self-esteem at work.