When Kou Zhongyuan woke up, the sun was already rising outside, the sun was shining, he lifted the silk brocade quilt covering his body, reached out and touched his slightly aching brow: "Come on, come on, where are they all dead?"

The door creaked and was pushed open from the outside, and a few high-looking little maids walked in, all in unison: "Childe!" But there was also a faint doubt between the eyebrows, when did Childe come back from yesterday's out, why don't we know?

"Don't be stunned, my son was drunk last night, and when he came back, he didn't bother you, so he bathed and changed his clothes and fell asleep. Kou Zhongyuan spoke, his arms outstretched, and his own little maid came up to change his clothes.

When Kou Zhongyuan led the troops to fight, he was brave and fearless, good at dangerous moves, pulling teeth from the tiger's mouth, enjoying life, and it was also full of tricks, far from being comparable to Duan Xifeng, just from the breakfast, you can see one or two, each small plate of fine pastries tasted a small bite, Kou Zhongyuan sighed: "Do you have fritters and soy milk?"

"Childe, you said that eating fritters in the morning is greasy, soy milk is easy to flatulence, and the slaves and maids are not prepared. The little maid spoke.

"Did I say this kind of unreasonable words?" Kou Zhongyuan shook his head: "You go and get me some soy milk fritters, you don't need to be too fine, the stall on the corner of the street is very good." ”

The little girl stepped back, and after a while, she put the fried dough dough soy milk in front of Kou Zhongyuan, Kou Zhongyuan pinched a fried dough stick, took a bite, and took a mouthful of soy milk into his stomach: "Well, this tastes excellent, and the son's breakfast will be soy milk fritters in the future!"

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door of the house, Kou Zhongyuan looked up and glanced at the visitor, and continued to bow his head and toss the soy milk fritters.

"Kou Gongzi, Mr. Zhuge is invited. ”

Kou Zhongyuan snorted, pinched a fritter in one hand and soy milk in the other: "Please go back and tell Mr., I will enter the palace quickly." ”

The man opened his mouth and said, "Not to the palace, but to Duan Gongzi's residence." ”

"Where are you going to the west wind?" Kou Zhongyuan walked up to the man, "Why are you going to the west wind?"

The man lowered his head: "The little one doesn't know, Mr. just asked Gongzi Kou to go to Gongzi Duan." ”

"Oh, I'll go right away. Kou Zhongyuan said: "Come on, change your clothes immediately." ”

During this time, the man withdrew from the house and hurried back to Duan Xifeng's residence.

"Has there ever been anything unusual in the Central Plains?" asked Zhuge Wei.

"It's nothing unusual, but I have some doubts about why I didn't enter the palace and came to Duan Gongzi's residence. ”

"Well, you go down. Zhuge Wei waved his hand and walked to the desk: "Mingchuan, there is no doubt that this handwriting is the handwriting of the west wind, but the west wind likes to be clean, why is this ink spilled?"

Su Mingchuan, the deputy pavilion master of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion, walked out, his eyes swept over the rice paper and ink: "Maybe he was in a hurry and accidentally broke up." ”

"Perhaps. Zhuge Wei I pushed open the window, a night of drizzle, the empty mountain is new, you can see the extremely high Buddha statue in the palace, standing under the sun, it looks shining, Luoyang City Palace has a Buddha statue of five hundred zhang high, do the shape of a compassionate flower, overlooking the entire Luoyang City, and under the Weiyang Lake in the palace, there are dozens of Buddha statues, which are used to suppress the evil gods, indicating a good omen.

"Sir, sir, west wind, west wind......" Kou Zhongyuan's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, and he stepped into the room: "Sir, you are finally willing to see me!"

Since rumors spread all over Luoyang City, Zhuge Wei and I have never summoned Kou Zhongyuan again, and Kou Zhongyuan entered the palace to ask for a meeting, but he was also stopped outside the palace.

Zhuge Wei turned his head with a smile on his face: "Central Plains, I have wronged you these days, Mr. is wrong." ”

"Sir, it's good that you know, this grievance I Kou Zhongyuan can't eat in vain, you give me some silver, otherwise I won't follow. I have long said that I am not a Nanliang spy, if I am a Nanliang spy, I will be hit by five thunders, and I will not be able to live after death. Kou Zhongyuan swore and said, and then smiled: "Sir, the enemy is current, the west wind and I are perfectly matched, now Hong Longjia has passed away, Hong Xiguan has the sword pavilion to contain, the Zhenxi army has no leader, if you can give me an army of 10,000 people, insert it into the back of the Zhenxi army in a roundabout way, and add the west wind in the frontal battlefield, you will definitely be able to defeat the Zhenxi army!" shook his head left and right and looked at it: "Sir, why didn't I see any trace of the west wind." ”

"The west wind has left Da Chu. Zhuge Wei said, observing Kou Zhongyuan's face at all times.

"Left Dachu, did he lead the army to confront the Zhenxi army?" asked Kou Zhongyuan.

Zhuge Weiwei pointed to the rice paper on the desk: "The facts are written in it." ”

Kou Zhongyuan walked to the desk, and the rice paper read, " Thanks to Mr. for many years of teaching, the west wind is grateful and frightened, there is a secret in his heart, hidden for many years, not vomiting unhappy, the west wind is originally from the south of Liang, deeply entrusted by Mr. Yang Lianting, sneaked into the Great Chu, now the homeland is no longer there, the west wind is no longer in the meaning of the Great Chu, but the west wind is timid and afraid, the cowardice of his life, afraid of the anger of Mr., did not dare to sue Mr. in person, so he left overnight, returned to Nanliang, died in his hometown, a letter from today, do not ask for forgiveness from Mr., only ask for many years of guilt, and hope that Mr. Haihan, take care of his body. ”

Kou Zhongyuan picked up the rice paper and put it down, and observed it for a long time: "Sir, although this handwriting is true of the west wind, but the ink that has been sprinkled on the ground is definitely not the style of the west wind, even if he leaves Luoyang City overnight, he will clean it up, and he will definitely not leave such horses' feet, so sir, Zhongyuan feels that the west wind should have been taken away." ”

"At first, I thought the same thing, and then I pondered it repeatedly, and it became clear in my heart that this was a trick, and it was also the cleverness of the west wind, there was truth in the falsehood, and there was falsehood in the truth, this inkstone should have been deliberately broken by him, in order to confuse the public and buy time. Zhuge Wei shook his head and sighed, facing the Buddha statue, with his back to Kou Zhongyuan: "Facts speak louder than words, Xifeng is indeed a spy of Nanliang, but it is a pity that I have valued him for many years." ”

"No way, Zephyr and I entered the door at the same time, but only ten years old, just a child, where can I have the mind to become a spy. Kou Zhongyuan opened his mouth and said: "Sir, Zhongyuan dares to guarantee with his life, Xifeng is definitely not a spy of Nanliang!"

Zhuge Wei, who was facing away from Kou Zhongyuan, remained motionless, and sighed faintly for a while: "Zhongyuan, if you guarantee your life, then your life will be a little too worthless." If I believe you for the time being, sir, Zephyr is not a spy of Nanliang, then who is a spy of Nanliang?"

Kou Zhongyuan narrowed his eyes: "The student doesn't know. ”

"Heh, you don't know, Central Plains, if Mr. assumes that Xifeng is not a spy of Nanliang, and you are one of the three brocade robe langs in Nanliang, then how should this story be clarified?"