Volume 6 Suddenly Chapter 29 The Way to Talk to the World (Part 1)
(I have been away from the world for a long time, but I don’t know that I’m charging for 500 words now. I’m sorry, finally, I thank you.)
The restaurant is famous for Jincui, and it is a luxury place in Yangzhou City. The dishes are extremely particular. There are several ancient style dishes that have been passed down for thousands of years, which cannot be eaten in Chang'an City.
For the great people of Qinghe County, these are naturally nothing. Their attention is not on the table at all. No one raises chopsticks or cups. The heat in the plate rises and is quickly blown away by the autumn wind.
Cold.
"Honor, will you kill me?"
The manager kneeling outside the threshold asked in a trembling voice. He could no longer bear the dead atmosphere in the room and wanted to get an answer as soon as possible.
The two men in the carriage were envoys sent to Xiling Temple in Chang'an City - Qinghe County and Chang'an, and there was no room for reconciliation. In order to declare their loyalty to Xiling, they solved them for the temple.
The troubles that are inconvenient to solve are not the reason for leaving this carriage.
Yes, the Xiling Temple wants these two people to live, and there are still some people in the Xiling Temple wanting these two people to die, and those people have very clear will.
However, a long time passed, and even the sound of wheels crushing the stone slabs from afar could be heard faintly, and the room was still silent.
The heads of the Qinghe County clans' faces were either ashen or cold, and their lips did not twitch at all, and even their eyes did not blink, like statues.
Junmo took Muyou into the manor by the Fuchun River. Ning Que, who was far away in Taoshan, shot the old man of the Cui family with an iron arrow. Since that day, the Qinghe County clerks have lost all their confidence and will never be able to do so.
As Ruili was in the beginning, these heads of the family were hesitating and struggling, and no one could make a decision.
There must be enough information to help them make decisions. So they are waiting, waiting for the latest news from Chang'an City, waiting for the news from various prefectures and counties in the Tang State. They want to know if the Tang State court is really as rumored.
After doing it, they wanted to know if that person was really so cruel.
Several sharp whistles cut through the gloomy sky and tore the drizzling autumn rain into the restaurant, which also brought the most accurate news.
Yes, Chang'an City is killing people, Gushan County is killing people, Beidaying is killing people, Qingxia is killing people, Tang State is killing people everywhere.
Thousands of prisoners of war were executed. Half of the family members of the Tang priest who rebelled towards the Xiling Temple were executed. He Mingchi's whole family was executed by Lingchi. Even the relatives of Xiong Chumo, the head of the temple, seemed to fall in the pool of blood.
In the middle, too many people died in this autumn rain.
The people in the restaurant were mentally prepared for this. They did not forget the spring rain that year. Just before the peace agreement between the Tang Kingdom and the Xiling Temple reached, Ning Que led the Yulin Army and the Yulong Gangs to rush into the Qinghe County Corridor Hall and killed the
All the people inside were gone.
Those who died in the guild that year were their brothers, their children, and their relatives. How could they forget?
The faces of the heads of the family family became more and more gloomy, as if water was about to drip out, like an ice sculpture under the scorching sun, and the whole body was filled with chill.
However, they still did not give an order to attack the carriage on the long street.
After a while, the dead silence between the building was finally broken by an old voice. Now the head of the Song family, who is the highest in the surnames, looked at Qiuyu outside the building and said powerlessly: "Please go up to the tower."
There was no battle, no killing. When Yuxian and Chen Qi walked into the restaurant and climbed up the steps. When they saw the seven heads of the family behind the threshold, they saw a peaceful scene and heard extremely gentle greetings.
The dishes on the table have been replaced with new ones, steaming hot and fragrant. Candles are lit under the plate, so that they can always keep warm even if the autumn wind outside the building is cold.
The head of the family of the Zujiajiao was like a statue that came alive, with a gentle and reserved smile on his face and his eyes full of enthusiasm. Someone took Yuxian's hand and sat down on his seat. He began to recall the old scenery of the academy, and someone was with Chen Qi.
He bowed to each other, then drank to discuss which female dealer in the Silver Hook Gambling House in Xicheng was the most beautiful.
It seems that when the clans were in Yangzhou City with little intention and dignity, they were welcomed by the imperial envoys from Chang'an City. It seems that there has been no story between the two sides over the years. The Tang Dynasty navy was not destroyed in the Daze, those loyal to the court.
The officials were not hung by them on the roadside, as if Ning Que had never entered the Qinghe County Guild Hall back then, and the spring rain had never fallen, and this year's autumn rain was also fake.
After the chirping, there was a banquet for the reception, but it was not the autumn wind, but the families hoped that this banquet would welcome two people who came to fight the autumn wind.
These two people represent the court and the academy. Fighting the autumn wind is naturally also the court and the academy. No matter what they beat, as long as they don’t kill people.
The voices of the heads of the family were very low, and they were covered by the autumn rain outside the building and then covered by the formation. Even if the great priest of the Xiling Temple came in person, they might not be able to hear them clearly.
"What does Your Highness and Mr. Thirteen want?"
The head of the Song family looked at Yuxian and Chen Qi and said humbly: "No matter whether it is money or mine, even my life can be discussed."
Ning Que wants to talk to this world, but in fact, this world also wants to talk to him. After he killed so many people in this autumn rain and expressed his attitude to the whole world, as he calculated, Qinghe County
I really want to talk about it.
The heads have been put out, and the surnames of Qinghe County must consider the issue of retreat. The temple may surely achieve the final victory, but how many people can survive after the war, intervene between the Tang Kingdom and the temple?
However, things in the world are always difficult to achieve. In the past, when Chang'an City wanted to talk, they didn't want to talk. Now they want to talk, it's Chang'an City's turn. At least Yuxian and Chen Qi don't want to talk. They can
When talking about the scenery of the academy and the beautiful dealers in the gambling house, I just don’t want to talk about these things.
Because Chang'an City is very clear, Qinghe County cannot return to the embrace of the Tang Dynasty, and this is also the premise for the conversation between the various clans. Since this is the case, it is better not to talk about it.
Seeing that Yuxian and Chen Qi were fighting against the delicacies on the table, the head of the Song family was silent for a moment and said, "Is this meaningful?"
Chen Qi put down the ebony ivory chopsticks in his hand, looked at the other party quietly, and said, "What are you referring to? Kill people?"
"No matter how many people can be killed by Mr. Thirteen, even if there are thousands or tens of thousands, there are still a number. After all, what else can he do if he kills all the prisoners of war and hostages?"
The head of the Song family said worriedly with his own attitude: "After all, he can't destroy the world alone."
Chen Qi looked at him quietly, then looked around, looking at the heads of the Gao family in the grand clothes and elegant manners, and suddenly laughed.
He felt that just like Ning Que said before leaving Chang'an City, this thing was indeed very interesting. The more people they killed, the more docile they would be. Even if the flames of grief and anger were still burning in their bones, they all
Don't dare to do it.
The smile gradually faded away, and Chen Qi's eyes returned to calmness, which was extremely deep, giving people a very strange feeling, which made the people on the table gradually feel uneasy.
Chen Qi remembered what Ning Que said, but he didn't say it out loud. He asked directly: "Who wants to kill us?"
The head of the Song family replied without hesitation: "Master Master."
At night, Chen Qi and Yuxian sat by the table, thinking about the previous banquet and the conditions proposed by the clans. They looked at each other and couldn't help but shake their heads.
"What do these people think? Or bet on both sides? Don't they know that they are not qualified to bargain? They dare to hope that the court will recognize the current situation and only lose taxes but not garrison troops?" Yuxian said mockingly.
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Chen Qi said: "These sects cannot turn to the court at all. They just have the idea of being inadvertent and give up some kindness in advance. Mr. Thirteen's killing really killed many people, and these guys from the south,
There is always a sense of inexplicable superiority, and I always feel confident to gain something, otherwise how could I rebel against Xiling? However, they didn't know what Mr. Thirteen wanted in the end."
He remembered what Ning Que said again, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, but the meaning hidden in his smile was so cold.
Yuxian said: "I don't know what happened to Wang Jingluo."
Chen Qi said: "He has been talking to those young people on behalf of Mr. Thirteen for a few years. I think the one who should have had a good conversation."
The big names in Qinghe County in the restaurant thought that Ning Que's killing had no meaning, but they didn't know that in Chen Qi's opinion, their banquet had no meaning.
The person Ning Que wanted to talk to was never the head of the family, but some young people, who thought that was the real hope.
The next morning, Yuxian and Chen Qi set out again. They accepted the kindness and gold and silver of the Qinghe County clans, but left no words.
The head of the family of the Zhujiajia stood on the shore, looking at the shadow of the ship gradually disappeared into the mist of the big lake, and remembering the eyes of Chen Qi in the restaurant yesterday, I felt a little cold.
Because that's the look of looking at the dead.
The vast lake is vast and you can't see the shore at all when you look around. You can't even sail on it, like walking in the vast ocean, making you feel insignificant.
Yuxian knew that he was afraid of dying on Taoshan Mountain, so he simply relaxed his heart and enjoyed the lake view. He stood in the drizzle and carried a pot of fruit wine, learning the appearance of Luotuo scholar.
Unfortunately, his mood was soon destroyed, because many huge ship shadows suddenly appeared on the lake. The ships were extremely huge, with sails covering the sky. Walking on the water was like moving peaks, with amazing momentum.