Chapter 12: The Secret Meeting with the Mo Family
There is an inn that is the stronghold of the famous generation of scholars in Songhai City in the pre-Qin Dynasty, and the shopkeeper of the inn is the shopkeeper of Ding who sends three meals to the little sage village every day.
I only then understood why Zhang Liang wanted to cover Ziming and Shaoyu to infiltrate Confucianism, it turned out that this uncivilized and cute treasure turned out to be a giant of the Mo family, and the Mo family base had been wiped out by the Qin army before, so the leaders of the Mo family came to Songhai to gather heroes from all walks of life to conspire against Qin.
And what made me even more disappointed was that the former Mo family giant turned out to be Yan Zidan, and what was even more outrageous was that Ziming's real name was Jing Tianming, and he turned out to be Jing Ke's son!
This and this...... It's really hard to digest, these historical figures are connected in such a series, I am also surprised that I don't know how to say well, Sima Qian actually missed so many wonderful links? It's normal to think about it, Professor Wang Liqun of the Hundred Lectures has also said more than once, many of the key plots we want to know, the ancients didn't record them, which makes people puzzled, and it also makes future generations very sorry that they can't understand the wonderful.
After a while, Zhang Liang and I arrived at the main entrance of an inn, but the door of the inn was closed and not open for business.
Zhang Liang said in a low voice: "Today, the leaders of the Mo family should be in the inn, Yun'er can take this opportunity to make friends with the heroes and heroes of the Mo family, and if there is any change in the future, you can also take care of it." β
"Change?" I muttered to myself, pondering these two words that seemed to be unintentional, and wondered if Zhang Liang already knew that the disaster of Confucianism was inevitable? Just now he was talking so melancholy about the sea, I am afraid that he is not only sighing about his past, but I am afraid that he is also preparing for the stormy future of the little sage village!
I felt a chill in my heart, looked at Zhang Liang, and carefully looked at his expression at this time.
He was also looking at me, as if trying to figure out what I was thinking, with obvious inquiritism in his eyes. But before the question could be asked, there was already a clear look in his eyes.
He reminded him earnestly: "Yun'er, you must keep in mind what I warned you, when you encounter something that affects the situation, you must not say too much to avoid a big disaster." β
"Hmm!" I nodded.
There is an inn line, you will definitely meet the famous big names in history, there are a few heroes in this era who do not have a tragic ending, even if I lament that the problem of time and space confusion can not be solved before, I can't help but wonder how light yì to play with the direction of history.
Zhang Liang looked at me, and when he saw that I looked stern, he seemed to be relieved, and stepped forward and knocked on the door of the inn.
With a creak, the door opened a small crack, and the honest and straightforward voice of the shopkeeper Ding came from inside: "It turned out to be Mr. Zhang Liang, please come in!"
Shopkeeper Ding walked out of the door to greet him, and only then did he find me behind Zhang Liang. He looked at me and asked vigilantly, "Mr. Zhang Liang, why have you never seen this girl?"
"This is Ziyu girl, in the ...... Wife. β
"Ah, lady?!!!~~ Mr. Zhang Liang!! when did you get married????" Shopkeeper Ding was surprised, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Zhang Liang was a little embarrassed by the fact that Shopkeeper Ding was so surprised, he smiled politely, and simply replied: "This is a long story." β
"Why don't you tell sΓΉ in the next place, it's better to cook good dishes and send congratulatory gifts!haha, I really don't know what Taishan is...... Haha. Shopkeeper Ding patted his high belly and laughed heartily.
"Shopkeeper Ding, you're welcome. Zhang Liangsi made a gesture.
"Come in, come in!" shopkeeper Ding greeted warmly.
I walked in with Zhang Liang, although I knew that the bosses of the Mo family were inside, but at this moment I was still shocked by their battle.
A bunch of snowy eyes flashed me back a small step. A table of people sat there, all looking at me with curious eyes. I was not mentally prepared for a moment, so I stood behind Zhang Liang in order to avoid the dazzling gaze of the people at this table.
"Haha, Mr. Zhang Liang, your Confucian little sage village is picturesque, eating delicious food made by the shopkeeper Ding, I didn't think that Mr. you still have a delicate wife every day, what a fairy-like life! Let us all be out of reach~~~ Hahaha"
A cynical voice bluntly mocked, causing everyone present to laugh. But after all, this kind of joke is really not on the stage, and it is really rude in front of the three masters of Confucianism, so the bosses of the Mo family here seem to be a little embarrassed.
"Miss Ziyu, don't care, it's jealous and itchy, don't be surprised, Hehe~~. β
It was a woman with a clear voice but not a little playful. I looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a woman as beautiful as a fairy, with a delicate and beautiful face, and her long hair was snow-white, white like a waterfall cascading down.
Sitting next to this beautiful woman was a man with a melancholy and elegant temperament, but at this time he shook his head helplessly, and said angrily: "Ah Xue......"
Seeing that the two of them were close, the white-haired woman immediately responded to him with a sweet smile.
In the face of ridicule, Zhang Liang did not respond to anything. After the atmosphere eased a little, he introduced me to everyone, and the leader of the Mo family who sat down again also introduced himself one by one.
It turns out that this beautiful sister is called Snow Girl, who was the dancing girl of the former Yan Kingdom and the prince of Xiaoao, and the man next to her is Gao Yuan, who was republican with Jing Ke and Yi Shuihan in history. Also present were Gai Nie, the first sword saint of the Qin Kingdom, the master of the class who inherited the Mo family's machine technique, the swordsmith Xu Fuzi, the big man and the big hammer, and of course, the king of thieves who mocked me and Zhang Liang as soon as they entered the door.
"During this time, there were many more troops coming and going in the city than usual, and none of them were local garrisons. The increase in troops and garrisons is at least doubled, and it continues to increase, several streets near the government are closed, even during the day, idlers are not allowed to approach, and it is the first time I have seen such a large formation in Songhai for many years......" Ding shopkeeper said the shape of Songhai.
I sat on the side and listened silently to their analysis of the current situation, although I was silent, but I already had mixed feelings in my heart.
Originally, an ordinary college student in peacetime sat with the head of the Mo family at this time, and became a member of the anti-Qin forces. In fact, for the first emperor of the ages, Qin Shi Huang, in history, it can be regarded as more meritorious than demeritorious, and I also thought that if the benevolent Fusu ascended the throne, maybe he would be a good emperor, and implement benevolent government so that the people can recuperate.
A suspicion gradually rose in my heart, why did Zhang Liang bring me for such a top-secret meeting?
Could it be that he is plotting that I, a man from the future, know too many top secrets, and that only by pulling me aboard the anti-Qin thief ship can he ensure his great cause of recovering the country? But he repeatedly warned me not to reveal any historical key to the future, and if he wanted to take advantage of my foreknowledge, why should he be so cautious.
And that wordless book of heaven Canglong is even more incomprehensible, just because I was brought by Canglong, Zhang Liang wants to protect me like this? Does this Canglong really hide an important secret related to the world? Therefore, Zhang Liang did this, did everything possible to cover my identity, and claimed that he would definitely protect me thoroughly, just like completing an important mission, sparing no effort.
I was so absorbed that I picked up the cup and took a sip of water, which tasted much sweeter than the water in our world. I looked at the clear water in the cup, and thought about the conversation I had with Zhang Liang earlier.
"Why don't you empty your cup and let life think differently. β
Although this sentence was originally said to Zhang Liang, it seems to have become my own questioning of myself at this moment. Have I really endured such a life, and how long will I have to dream like this?