Ye An is sincere and unpretentious in his treatment of others. Even after Liu Zhi revealed all the information he knew, he was still welcomed by the tavern.
The most important thing is that Ye An did not alienate him because he got what he wanted. On the contrary, he continued to laugh and chat with him as always.
This made Liu Zhi very fond of Ye An.
Although he was an unpopular Yuhou who patrolled the city, Ye An did not look down upon him. Instead, he regarded him as a true friend, chatting with him about everything he had seen in Tokyo.
If he didn't appear in the tavern for a few days, Ye An would be a little bored, because he found that Liu Zhi was actually a very good friend to get along with, and he was also a popular person in Tokyo.
The two chatted freely in the tavern, and as time passed, Ye An also knew what Liu Zhi was thinking.
This is a person with a slightly chivalrous spirit, but he is also a bit reluctant in the face of reality.
In him, Ye An saw the helplessness of middle-aged people. This is an emotion that does not distinguish between times, and it is also a forced choice.
The two unknowingly established a very strong friendship. Ye An regarded Liu Zhi as a friend, and Liu Zhi regarded Ye An as a confidant.
Only then did Ye An realize that this man who had made great achievements in the Battle of Chanyuan still had his own persistence.
Xuan Chengzi didn't know Ye An's personality charm, so he thought he was exaggerating. It was difficult to find the real culprit behind the scenes in the huge city of Tokyo with just one name. It was almost a wishful thinking.
So I just laughed it off as a young man's arrogance.
Ye An in the small pavilion saw Xuan Chengzi's attitude and said nothing. Instead, he took out half a catty of coarse salt he brought, poured it into a small iron pot and roasted it on the charcoal fire until it heated up.
When there was the sound of some crystals breaking, it was put into a small cloth bag and placed on Xuanchengzi's waist.
"Master, if you have back pain in the future, use this method. It will make you feel more comfortable."
Xuan Chengzi closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the warmth radiating from his waist, and smiled and said: "You kid, you can always find unexpected ways. If you can find out where Zhou Can came from, don't forget to inform the emperor."
City Secretary, this is not something you can control, there is probably a powerful family behind it!"
"I guess it's Xungui!" Ye An stretched out his hand and hit Xuan Chengzi on the back, which made the old man groan for a while, but then he froze.
"how do you know?!"
Ye An did not stop the movement of his hands and said disdainfully: "Those people are crossbowmen in the army. They don't have tattoos on their faces. They must be from the Forbidden Army. But I think these people cannot be found in the Forbidden Army. I can't say."
These are people who deliberately pretend to die on the battlefield."
After a pause, seeing the old Taoist being silent, Ye An said again: "Who can have such a powerful method? In addition to generals in the army, there are also nobles who can recruit a few soldiers, and they are of extremely high status.
A high-ranking general will be honored."
Xuan Chengzi was silent now, because what Ye An analyzed was also the current investigation direction of the Imperial City Division, but there was one thing Ye An didn't know clearly. The nobles of the Song Dynasty did not have the courage. They were released by Taizu's cup of wine.
After gaining military power, they no longer dare to go beyond the limits, otherwise the entire family will be in catastrophe.
"It's not Xungui. Xungui doesn't have the courage to raise dead soldiers in Tokyo City, unless...unless..."
"Unless they can change things! Otherwise they are seeking death!" Ye An casually told Xuan Chengzi's guess, making his next words "stillborn".
Seeing Ye An sitting back in front of him and looking at him with a half-smile, Xuan Chengzi felt his scalp numb. What kind of monster was the young man in front of him? How could he be so mentally mature?!
"Who do you think it is?"
Xuanchengzi tried his best in a low voice. In his opinion, this apprentice had extraordinary wisdom, and he could not say that he already had a direction.
Ye An smiled and said nothing until Xuan Chengzi on the opposite side was gearing up and said: "I have a direction, but there is no evidence yet. I believe there will be results soon, and then I will look for Chen Daguan.
"
Xuan Chengzi looked at Ye An, who was determined, and sighed slightly: "You baby is born to be unusual. I believe that you are born to know how to be a teacher, but if you have an idea, you should go to Chen Lin directly instead of having someone."
Find him again after you get the result."
Ye An shook his head slightly, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp, then smiled and said: "No, if the master still has errands in the palace, just tell him directly, why bother to pry on the disciples?"
Xuan Chengzi asked inexplicably: "What do you mean by this?"
Ye An shrugged his shoulders: "It's not interesting. I just feel that you are not just a Mr. Guanmiao in the palace. You seem to be very familiar with Chen Daguan and Lan Daguan. It is not the reason for the number of people in the palace, but a kind of
It’s almost like a feeling among colleagues, which is very strange.”
Xuan Chengzi's eyes began to move unconsciously: "What's the matter? How can a teacher who is a cultivator and a leader of the Shangqing sect be able to be colleagues with high-ranking officials in the palace? Aren't they also eunuchs?
Already?"
Some people can tell the truth of what the other person says at a glance, and Ye An is such a person.
Although the facial expressions are subtle, they can subconsciously express the thoughts in the heart. In later generations, this belongs to the category of psychology, also called micro-expressions.
Although Ye An is not well versed in this, he still will not forget what the instructor said when he taught them: "Any movement on a person's body will reveal a lot of things. As for how much you can discover, it depends on your observation."
It’s strong, but it’s impossible not to be without it!”
Looking at Xuanchengzi in front of him, Ye An nodded slightly and said: "Master said, you are not a eunuch!"
"nonsense!"
………………
The two masters and apprentices were chatting late into the night. Even a brazier in autumn and winter could not dispel the coldness falling from the sky.
Unknowingly, fog started to appear, and there was a loud knock on the door of Shangqing Palace. After the honest Jingwu opened the door, he was pushed open by someone.
Then urgent shouts appeared in the front yard of Shangqing Palace.
"Mr. Guanmiao, Mr. Guanmiao..."
Ye An and Xuan Chengzi were a little surprised, who came to Shangqing Palace in the middle of the night and shouted so brazenly, and also called "Mr. Guanmiao" by name.
The man was soon brought to the pavilion, but he opened the curtain without courtesy and shouted: "Mr. Guanmiao, the saint has ordered you to enter the palace!"
The person who came was known to both Xuan Chengzi and Ye An. He was not Lan Jizong or Chen Lin, but Chen Tong from the Xiaohuang clan who often followed Zhao Zhen.
This was a bit surprising. Xuan Chengzi wanted to ask more questions, but Chen Tong had already grabbed his arm: "Mr. Guanmiao, the matter is urgent and we can't say more. Let's wait until we get on the horse!"
Seeing the master being dragged away, Ye An followed him to the door, but Chen Tong didn't say a word along the way. He kept urging Xuanchengzi to go faster.
When we arrived at the gate of the Shangqing Palace, my dear, there were five horses standing there, each of them tall and mighty. They were extraordinary at first sight, and they couldn't be compared to those rogue horses.
Needless to say, this is the royal horse in the palace. In addition to Chen Tong and Xuan Chengzi, there are three other people in black official uniforms who are looming, making it even more weird in the mist.
But a pair of moves under the hood brought unprecedented pressure to Ye An.
That gaze was too sharp, as if it was always focused on a person's vital points. Being swept by such a gaze was like a cold dagger slicing through the skin, making Ye An's arms couldn't help but have a layer of "millet".
Ye An has experienced this feeling before, being stared at by a coiled snake in a dense forest, and you don't even dare to move in front of it.