Jizhou Xindu, state ya, noon on the third day.

Wang Fen, Xiang Kai, Chen Yi and others gathered in front of the screen, carefully examining a silk painting on the screen.

Painting the green mountains and green streams, green pines and cypresses, a tiger lazily lying on it above an abrupt boulder next to the green stream, the huge head hangs on the front legs, the eyes are half-open and half-closed, the vertical and horizontal lines are inlaid on the yellow and white hair, and the word "king" looms on the forehead.

"It is said that this Cai Yu painting is a good painting, and the landscapes, insects and birds are all different, but this big insect is too unworthy of its name, right? Look at this cute appearance, where is the ferocity and kingly spirit of the king of half a hundred beasts? It's like a little lady who has been bullied! Wang Fen pointed at the silk painting and smiled.

Chen Yi nodded and said, "What Ming Gong said is extremely true. However, perhaps because I am lonely and unheard, I have never heard of Cai Yu painting big insects, but I know that his landscape paintings are evenly red dots and green brushwork. The magnificence of the mountains, the charm of the water, and the leisurely and elegant fishermen are all in it. Ming Gong's silk painting can't be copied by others, right? ”

"Haha!" Wang Fen laughed, pointed at Chen Yi and said, "Those who know me are also Wenzhi!" This Cai Yu is not another Cai Yu, this is painted by Cai Yu, a craftsman in Benzhou. ”

What the hell, what kind of hardcore is this?

Unexpectedly, a craftsman was found in the market to impersonate and draw a dejected big worm, and he had to hang it in the state government with a high-sounding sound!

Xiang Kai and Chen Yi glanced at each other and asked, "Ming Gong, what do you mean by letting Cai Yu paint this painting?" ”

"It is said that Quan Weng is like a god, and when I look at it today, it turns out that there are things in this world that you Quan Weng doesn't know, haha." Wang Fen pretended to smile mysteriously and shouted, "Bring the pen!" ”

The attendant hurriedly took the wolf from the desk and handed it to Wang Fen, who stood in front of the screen domineeringly with the wolf in his hand, stained the thick pine smoke ink in the Hui inkstone, and waved the book. After a few strokes, the 14 big characters of "Longyou Shoal was played by shrimp, and Tiger Fell Plain was bullied by dogs" jumped on the paper.

At the end is: silver hook iron painting, dragon flying phoenix dance.

Xiangkai and Chen Yi were stunned, and the thoughts in their hearts turned, and then their faces were full of smiles and clapping: "Tut-tut, Ming Gong's calligraphy pen is a must." I think even if it's Du Cao, Cui Ying is only afraid that he can only bow to the wind! ”

Du Cao is Du Du, during the Wei and Jin dynasties, because of the avoidance of Wei Wu Emperor Cao Cao, the history books and biographies of later generations are recorded as Du Du. Du Cao and his disciple Cui Ying are both famous calligraphers in the period of Emperor Zhang of the Han Dynasty, and their cursive writing is the best in the world, and they are called "Du Cui" at the time!

Listening to the admiration of the two, Wang Fen stroked the beard under his chin with one hand, pinched the wolf with the other and laughed heartily: "Du Cui and the others are calligraphy predecessors, how dare Wang be comparable to Du Cui and the others, Quan Weng and Wenzhi praise falsely, praise falsely!" But speaking of this word, have you ever seen the meaning of this? ”

"This? Xiang (Chen) is not talented, I don't know the deep meaning of Ming Gong, can you please make it clear? ”

"The dragon swims in the shallows and is played by shrimp, and the tiger falls on the plain and is bullied by dogs. In two or three months, when the son of the son is going to Honshu to tour today, Quan Weng, do you think this can be regarded as a dragon swimming shoal? Hmph, whether it's a real dragon or a pseudo-dragon, as long as it reaches the boundary of my Jizhou territory, if it's a dragon, you have to coil it, and if it's a tiger, you have to lie down, or don't you let me concoct it? ”

If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates.

Is this old boy a pig? This is to make a fuss about what is being planned, don't you know the truth that if the minister is not secret, it will be harmed?

Also swimming in the shallows, the tiger falling on the plain, what the hell am I the dog? I'm so blind with shrimp! I actually asked you to conspire with you to be the son of today? If I hadn't known that the Son of Heaven would patrol the river, if I hadn't known that this old boy was easy to control, if I dared to find you, I would be a pig!

Xiangkai's heart turned a thousand times, but a smile appeared on his face and exclaimed: "Okay, that's a good point!" Sure enough, it is worthy of Wang Jizhou in the eight kitchens, and if we want to do great things, we must have this kind of temperament! ”

"Report!" Wang Fen was about to nod his head and vomit a little, when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, and a personal entourage rushed in from the door, "Lord Qiqi, I waited for the righteous people in Woniu Mountain's 'Wind and Rain, Thunder and Lightning', Black Blind Ditch' and Dawangzhuang, Xiaoniyan and other places who were contacted before yesterday all died at the Yuelai Inn the night before yesterday!" ”

"What did you say?" Wang Fen was taken aback, and her mood suddenly felt like she had already done foreplay with the top brand when she went to the Qinglou and was about to enter Hong Kong, when she suddenly heard that her wife was from far and near

The shouting sound was like a killing, and the wolf in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the ink splashed.

Xiang Kai grabbed the entourage and shouted in a low voice: "What's the matter? Why did the events of the night before come now? ”

"Zhenren, the Yuelai Inn has been closed the night before yesterday, and no one has entered or exited, and I thought it was a special order from the righteous people such as 'wind, rain, thunder and lightning' in order to hide people's hands. It wasn't until an hour ago, when our brothers were patrolling the streets, that they found a notice posted outside the city gate that they were all killed! ”

As he spoke, the entourage took out a notice from his arms, only to see that the notice read: Woniu Mountain, Black Blind Ditch, Dawangzhuang bandits intend to rebel, in order to suppress the customs of the people of Jizhou, and return the people of Jizhou to Lang Lang Sunny Day, hereby beheaded!

"Is this true?"

"It's true, my brothers and I have gone to the Yuelai Inn to verify the truth!"

As the saying goes: Misfortune is not a single line, but blessing is incomparable. Obviously, today's day is not suitable for Wang Fen, and God seems to be deliberately playing tricks on Wang Fen.

Before Wang Fen could recover from the incident at the Yuelai Inn, he heard a shout outside the door, and another figure broke in, the man was panting and sweating profusely, obviously caused by the long-distance attack.

Wang Fen pressed the armrest of the desk chair tightly, calmed down, looked at the long retinue he had been staying in the capital and asked, "What happened, so panicked?" ”

"My lord, yesterday in the court, Taishi ordered Chen Xing to play Your Majesty, 'There is red gas in the north, and the east and west are in the sky, and it is not appropriate to go north when there is a conspiracy.' His Majesty accepted his recital and decreed the cancellation of the river tour! ”

What the hell happened here, how did it all change overnight? What about the three mountains and five mountains and the knights who said to strike together? Why did the special emperor also go back on his word and say that the golden rule was good? What about the said to be a good day patrol?

Wang Fen waved her hand, sat down on the desk chair and looked at Xiang Kai blankly, her mouth chattering like an old woman who said matchmaking: "Quan Weng, is there a spy around us?" Quan Weng, is it true that the imperial court already knows about our plan? Izumi Weng, how is this good? Izumi Weng, help me, I don't want to die yet! ”

Xiangkai ignored Wang Fen, just stared blankly at the fourteen big characters on the silk painting, and only felt particularly dazzling.

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"The wheat is ripe with the wind, and the plum is yellow in the rain" The wheat is ripe, the green plum is yellow, and Jizhou will usher in a big harvest.

However, our Jizhou Thorn Shi Wang Fen listened to the summer rain outside the door, but he was particularly troubled, and the continuous summer rain was as cold as his mood at this time.

After a few days of fugitive life, Wang Fen has been living like a year, and he is like a frightened bird all day long, as long as he hears some swords and shouts, he thinks he is here to arrest him. After hiding like a rat for a few days, he finally plunged headlong into this lonely temple on the outskirts of Xindu.

Although Wang Fen was also imprisoned and exiled all the way when the "party was reinforced", he was still young at that time, and he still had his own persistence. But now, after sitting on the head of Jizhou for three years, he is no longer the person he was at that time.

He is already complacent, he is full of ambition, he no longer has the original arrogance, he only has the diligent pursuit of glory and wealth, and some are just the attachment to life and death and family, he has changed from the famous eight chefs of the Han Dynasty to a thief who intends to establish a new emperor, and has also changed from a celebrity who is not afraid of life and death to a ghost who is afraid of death!

A deep and hollow "squeak" sound suddenly sounded in the silent night, the door of the temple was gently pushed open, a cold wind mixed with rain rushed in, the bonfire burning on the ground flickered several times, Wang Fen, who was sitting by the fire, shivered violently, looked at the surrounding lobby where there was no place to hide, and wanted to immediately dig a hole into it.

"Ming Gong, don't worry, it's a poor road!" A familiar voice sounded in time, Wang Fen came back to his senses, and leaned closer to the bonfire and rubbed his hands: "Oh, it's Quan Weng back?" It's hard work, what's going on outside now? ”

Xiang Kai took off the hat, gently hung the raincoat on the Buddha statue on the side, and took out two side dishes, a pot of wine and a wine glass from the food box in his hand and put them on the table, and said softly: "Ming Gong, but please rest assured, there is no action in the imperial court at present." You take two bites first, and then we will talk to you about our next plan! ”

"Is there really no movement?"

"Of course it's true, when did Poor Dao ever speak!"

It's okay!

Wang Fen nodded

head, hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and tasted a bite of the dish, only to feel that the teeth and cheeks were fragrant, the body that was about to freeze gradually warmed up, and a dead heart seemed to come to life: "The dishes of this letter are really delicious, Quan Weng, have you eaten it?" Why don't you take two of them together? ”

Xiangkai picked up the wine jug and gently poured the wine glass and handed it to Wang Fen, shook his head and said: "You know that although Poor Dao serves Dao with his body, he can't help but have a desire to eat, and Poor Dao has already used it to eat in Guiyun Building. This dish is specially prepared for Ming Gong in the poor road, and the Ming Gong doesn't need to take care of the poor road anymore, but it doesn't hurt to use it! ”

"In that case, Nafen is welcome!" Wang Fen nodded, took the wine glass in Xiangkai's hand and drank it all, sighed and continued, "Originally, according to the original plan, as long as Liu Hong patrols the river in the north, we can gather troops in the name of the Black Mountain Thieves to take Liu Hong in one fell swoop and force him to give way to the Marquis of Hefei."

It's a pity that God doesn't have mercy, and the righteous people of Woniu Mountain and others died inexplicably in the Yuelai Inn, and Taishi Ling said when he went to the court, 'There is red gas in the north, and the east and west are in the sky, and it is not suitable to go north when there is a conspiracy.' Let my efforts be in vain! ”

"Who's to say it isn't! If it weren't for the words of the dog thief, Liu Hong would abdicate, and the accession of Hefei Hou to the throne would be a foregone conclusion. ”

"Hey, these dog thieves really deserve to be killed!" Wang Fen sighed, drank another glass of wine, thought about his situation, and began to feel uneasy in his heart again, "Quan Weng, although there is no movement in the imperial court at present, as far as I know, there are still a lot of embroidered clothes and imperial histories under the imperial court of Liu Hong, specializing in secret investigation and investigation.

Quan Weng, did you say that the matter of Yuelai Inn and Taishi Ling Chen Xing and the others already knew about our plan? Otherwise, why is it so coincidental? We are in a hurry, and there are still a lot of hands and feet in the city of Xindu, should we let people clear them in time? ”

Xiang Kai shook his hand and said: "When today's son does not listen to people's words and does what he wants, and he also attaches great importance to the power in his hands, since there is no notice to arrest us on the surface, then he must not know what is going on."

And the rangers in Xindu City are just a group of small shrimps to us, even if there are so many fish that slip through the net and are caught by the imperial court, they can't bite us, so why should you worry, Ming Gong! ”

"But, when I was cheering for that ranger, I showed up!" A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Fen's eyes.

Xiangkai glanced at Wang Fen and nodded: "Is this okay, although the beginning and end of Jizhou City have not yet been cleaned up, but if we remove the end of that line, won't we still be in an invincible position!" ”

"Thread?"

"Yes, thread! We do everything like a spider weaving a web, a fisherman fishing, so doesn't there be a thread in one thing? ”

Wang Fen stroked his beard and shook his chin: "What Quan Weng said is true, the 'wind, rain, thunder and lightning' has been martyred, and the thread has been broken, so we really don't need to worry about it!" ”

'No, no, no!' Wind and rain, thunder and lightning' and 'Eagle Wings Double Flying' and others are what kind of threads? They are just grasshoppers on a rope. Xiang Kai shook his head, pointed at Wang Fen and said with a smile, "Ming Gong is one of the eight chefs in the world, and he has been extremely smart since he was a child, don't you understand who the thread of Poor Dao is at this moment?" ”

"Xianggongju, what do you mean? Could it be that you have used this state as a thread! Wang Fen took the case and pointed at Xiangkai and scolded, Wu's face changed suddenly, and then his stomach seemed to be overturned, the pain in his chest and abdomen was abnormal, the green tendons on his face were rising, and beads of sweat were rolling down.

"Xiang Gong Ju... You... How dare you... To the state... Poisoned! ”

Xiang Kai waved his hand indifferently, stood up slowly, and had a mocking smile on his face: "No, no, no, it's obvious that you are Ming Gong, you can't usurp the throne and commit suicide by taking poison, how can you wronged a good person!" ”

"You... You're... Dog thief, how dare you... Yin me! Wang Fen pressed her stomach, held the desk and stood up, and pointed to Xiangkai hard, before the words fell, the person had fallen to the sky, and a trace of dark red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chess pieces, abandoned children too!

The chess piece should have the consciousness of the chess piece, a chess piece still doesn't want to keep his duty, a big mouth can't wait for the whole Jizhou to know that you want to conspire to be today's son, who are you yin if you don't yin? Longyou Shoal, Tiger Falling Plain? Phew! You're a joke, do you still want to drag me to accompany you to the funeral!

Xiang Kai smiled coldly, walked over slowly, helped Wang Fen up and lay on the desk, and picked up the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the food box, leaving only a corner of the wine glass and a pot of wine, floating away, disappearing in the vast spring rain.