As he said that, he turned back and explained to Li Chengzhi: "The sealing of the monk's dharma title is done by the official of Zhaoxuan Temple.
Yinmiao, the meritorious officer who burned grain and defected, is his senior brother. Bo Yinguang, the leader who led the army to attack your Li family today, is his junior brother. The three of them are Da Wei Na's disciples and assistant officers...
Although this monk has a kind face and kind eyes, he is definitely a person who can stop a child from crying at night. He is decisive in killing and is much better than me, the commander of the army..."
Li Chengzhi's heart moved.
Du Guan is engaged in?
Let me just say, in this era when the literacy rate is tens of thousands to one, how can there be so many talented people?
Turns out it was just bad luck that I met a professional in inference tracing?
The so-called Duguan is the monk officer in Zhaoxuan Temple who is responsible for catching bandits, investigating crimes, protecting the people, and maintaining public order.
If you have to compare it with modern times, he is equivalent to the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
A person who looks like a policeman, or rather a high-ranking policeman, can guess the Li family's plan through some clues...
Hu Baozong must have guessed this, so he said "no wonder"!
Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
He still thought that he was so lucky that he could bump into someone as wise as Zhuge Liang at random?
How will you mix in the future?
Fortunately, I scared myself...
But this monk is also very powerful. Even Hu Baozong admits that he is not as good as him, saying that he can stop children from crying at night, but his methods are very ruthless.
It's right to think about it. There really weren't many good monks in the Wei Dynasty. Otherwise, why would they have forced Emperor Wu of Wei to destroy the Buddha?
In the name of the Buddha, the monks were stripped of their skin and hammered with marrow, and they exploited the monks as much as possible. It was not uncommon for the monks to sell their sons and daughters, or even exchange their sons for food.
Compared with these monks, the powerful and benevolent nobles are like Bodhisattvas...
What's more, this monk is still engaged in the Duguan, one of the three major subordinates under Wei Na. What he does most is hunting down fugitives and killing people to establish his authority. As long as he has some kind thoughts in his heart, he cannot sit in this position.<
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No wonder I felt that there was a sharp aura about him. Maybe this monk had killed more people than I had ever seen...
Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi felt a little wary again.
It’s better to be careful when dealing with such people...
"This is Mr. Li Jialang!"
Li Chengzhi was wondering when he heard Hu Baozong introduce it to him.
"Master, you are polite!" Li Chengzhi bowed.
"Be polite, be polite!"
Yin Zhen responded, his eyes glancing at the armor on Li Chengzhi's body and the seat under his butt, his eyes brightening slightly:
"The monk was originally thinking of a way to cooperate with Guibao inside and outside to destroy the seal, but he didn't expect to find out when he got to the foot of the castle that Guibao had been prepared for it?
Today's battle must be Lang Jun's handiwork, right? It shows foresight and foresight, and the monk admires it..."
"Excellent!" Li Chengzhi smiled lightly, "The master is the one who is truly resourceful!"
He is really not a fake modesty.
If Li Song hadn't thought deeply and sent out scouts early, would it be his turn to have an "inspiration"?
Li Songcai should be the one who deserves the most credit.
Therefore, behind a successful man, there is not necessarily only one woman who works silently, but maybe many men who work silently...
"Don't rush to flatter me yet!"
Hu Baozong knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, looked at Yin Zhen and said, "I knew, monk, that you were an expert at catching bandits, but I didn't expect you to be so smart?
Tell me quickly, how did you see through the Li family's scheme?"
"Don't be a good player, it's just that practice makes perfect!"
Yin Zhen smiled slightly: "I feel ashamed to say it, but Yin Guang mentioned that he smelled a strange smell. Song Chang said that it was when the butcher in Guizhuang was scalding the pig hair, and the monk realized something was wrong..."
"What's wrong with this?" Hu Baozong asked.
Afraid that the thieves would be suspicious if they smelled the lard, Li Song did kill a few pigs, and there was indeed a butcher scalding the pig hair at that time.
"But the monk also smelled a hint of soybean oil!"
Well, can't it be used for cooking...
Li Chengzhi understood it just halfway through the thought.
Stir-fried vegetables, there is no such method of cooking in this era...
And soybean oil in this era has only one function: to light oil lamps!
This is extremely close to the word "arson". If you had been skeptical before and smelled the smell of soybean oil, you might have guessed that the Li family was planning to set a fire.
But Li Chengzhi always felt that Monk Yin Zhen saw more than that.
"What else?" he asked softly.
The monk lowered his head and thought for a while: "The traces outside the village wall are very messy, and there is no clue. But if you look carefully, you will find that the wheels of the car are not solidified in some places, as if they have just been rolled over...<
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Curious, the monk followed the direction of the carriage and went to the river to take a look. He saw the roads on the ice beach where carriages were to be taken. They were paved with grass, sprinkled with grass chaff, and sprinkled with a little water.
, and frozen together..."
"What's so strange about this?" Hu Baozong couldn't help but ask.
The ice is so slippery, so if you want the carriage to drive, you naturally have to lay a layer of grass and chaff on it, but to avoid being blown away by the wind, you can only sprinkle some water on it and freeze it with the ice to increase the friction.
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When Li Chengzhi came up with this method of building roads, he was very surprised.
Li Song was also full of doubts, wondering what could be seen from this road?
It is estimated that all the county towns, county towns, and Wubao of wealthy families in Jingzhou are using Lang Jun's method to build ice cities. The Li family only uses more methods. Is it so strange?
Hu Baozong and Li Song didn't expect anything to be wrong, but Li Chengzhi already had an idea in his mind.
He pondered for a moment: "Master must have seen a lot of pits. The grass chaff is still wet, right?"
"Good day, Mr. Lang!" Yin Zhen praised, and then said, "The monk only thought of it after he accidentally stepped into a mud pit.
Since the deeper pit has not yet solidified, and the car marks on the wall have not solidified, it means that at noon, at least in the morning, there are still people building roads, pulling ice, and even more people in the city.
Build a wall over your head...
But when we arrived, the village gate was sealed?"
Hu Baozong and Li Song suddenly realized.
If we weren't on guard, we'd been building the ice wall and transporting ice to the village this morning, and the farm door would have been wide open. Why was it sealed at dusk?
If this wasn't weird, it would be a disaster.
But it’s not possible without sealing it. Seeing that the village gate is still there, how could the thieves enter the village from Wubao?
Without leading the thieves to the straight road facing Wubao, there is no way to form an ambush circle...
The two looked at each other: Who would have thought that there would be so many flaws?
Fortunately, this Yin Zhen monk is not a true thief, otherwise there would be no such victory today...