Taihe five years, September has not been, not the beginning.

Chengdu Mansion, Wei Gao Beiye.

“…… Having said so much, what is the matter with the gentleman coming to find so-and-so? "Si Tan is half-eyed.

Zhang Yijun took a deep breath and said slowly: "I came to find the deputy envoy because Sima Zhu was killed......

"Sima Zhu?" Xi Yimou glanced at Zhang Yijun, and was a little surprised by Zhang Yijun's sudden question, but he paced a few steps quietly, puzzled: "Didn't Mr. ask me about the details of Sima Zhu's murder a long time ago?" ”

"That's right," Zhang Yijun looked intently at Xi Yumou's one-eyed eyes, carefully observing his words and expressions, "However, Yijun later thought about it, Ke Mang had long since left it to his own devices, and all matters were handled by the deputy envoy, why was Ke Mang so concerned about the matter of killing the secret pile, not only did he personally inquire, but also hurriedly urged the deputy envoy to kill Sima Zhu in the city as soon as possible?" How could the Deputy Envoy, who was second only to the reckless man in Victoria at that time, know so little about this matter? ”

Xi Tanmou's eyes didn't dodge in the slightest, but he replied hesitantly: "I have already sued Mr. Yu...... Since three years ago, Ke Mang has not been doing anything, and he has long been interested in things that cannot make money. As for why he is so concerned about a dark pile, I really don't know ......"

"The meaning of what the deputy envoy said is to make Yi Jun think that someone Xiang Ke Mang paid money to buy Sima Zhu's head, right?" Zhang Yijun interrupted with a raised voice.

Xi Tan avoided answering, his eyes swayed, and he looked at him left and right.

"This is a presumptuous judgment made by Mr., who is plotting against a lot of people, and is not good at reasoning, but he is just telling what he knows in his heart and telling it out."

"Good!" After a long time, Zhang Yijun said loudly, and then bowed slightly, "Then since this is the case, I'm afraid that Yijun misunderstood the deputy envoy...... Please forgive me for the annoyance. ”

Xi Yimou just pursed the corners of his lips and shook his head gently.

The people he had seen in the Yingwang Mansion had already made Zhang Yijun observant of people's hearts, and he could already faintly see that Xi Yimou must have concealed Sima Zhu's death.

However, Xi Tanmou is worthy of being a Tubo man who was cut off from Ben Nu and was promoted to deputy envoy of Victoria all the way, not only did he not make any small movements between his words, but he also did not leak a drop of water, which made Zhang Yijun secretly admire in his heart. However, Zhang Yijun has no way to retreat, Li Deyu has made it clear that he wants Zhang Yijun to stop, and the Shuai Mansion will naturally not support it.

"From what the deputy envoy said, what can be inferred is that someone once promised to Lun Ke that if Sima Zhu was killed, he would be rewarded with a lot of money, and this matter must be wishful thinking, so Sima Zhu was exposed and killed without warning last year," Zhang Yijun analyzed: "Does the deputy envoy think it's right? ”

Xi Tanmou's voice couldn't help but sneer: "Isn't my Mr. Dao leaving?" ”

"Does the deputy envoy know who wrote to Lu Kemang and revealed Sima Zhu's identity information?"

Xi Yumou stretched his back helplessly, looking away.

"I don't know......"

"What about that reckless Hannu?" The corners of Zhang Yijun's lips pulled out a light smile, "He won't know it......"

Sidney's protruding Adam's apple moved as he swallowed.

"A Victorian festival's cronie Hannu, who is often reckless, will always know some inside story. But now that I think about it, the deputy envoy had to kill him in the first place...... Something else? Zhang Yijun paused for a moment, as if he was carefully observing Xi Tanmou's expression, and then said softly: "For example, killing people and killing people? ”

However, Xi Yijun's reaction disappointed Zhang Yijun, and instead of showing any fright, the Tubo people did not show any frightening color, but their pursed lips instead hooked up a ghostly arc after Zhang Yijun finished speaking, and the pupils of one eye gradually shrank, like a golden eagle that had locked on its prey, ready to attack at any time.

"Keep talking......"

Zhang Yijun had a rare trace of unconfidence in his heart, but he still continued: "The deputy envoy is newly attached, and he doesn't know much about Tang Law, and betraying the secret pile is a serious crime, and there is no forgiveness for killing." And failing to report it is also the same crime, and it is common for people to be sentenced to beheading...... As for that Han Nu, I think it should still be in Victoria now, and if the Marshal Mansion sends someone to investigate, it will only be a few days' work, and if that person is unobstructed and bites casually, I am afraid that the deputy envoy will not escape the blame......"

"I'm so disappointed...... Si Tanmou interrupted with a smile and shook his head, "Sir and I met in Victoria, do you really think I'm afraid of death?" ”

Zhang Yijun was stunned, and suddenly felt that he had very few handles in his hands, and Xi Tanmou must have known this. On the difference between Ke Mang's body and head, there is no proof of death, Xi Yimou only needs to insist on it, pretending not to know, Zhang Yijun is helpless. To add insult to injury, the threat ...... Obviously, it is useless for Sidney.

Zhang Yijun sighed and said softly: "'Ping Lin Yunniao Eight Window Autumn, strong Xichuan forty states. The generals are not greedy for Qiang horses, and the top level is on the side. ’”

"I don't understand!" Xi Yimou seemed to realize that Zhang Yijun had nothing to do, and couldn't help but say with disdain.

"Xue Tao's new work this year ...... "Preparing for the Border Building", Zhang Yijun looked at the Tubo people with deep eyes, "Li Gong took office as the envoy of the Xichuan Festival, changed the previous suppression of the frontier aliens, and built the Bian Building last year, and talked with the Fang people of the Tibetan tribe for a while. Even if the deputy envoy is in Victoria, he must have heard of it......"

Xi Yumou didn't say a word, nor did he bow his head to say, but just looked at Zhang Yijun with one eye.

"Sima Zhu betrayed others, but it was done by the secret stake of the Shuai Mansion. This person has been hiding for a long time, and I am afraid that he has a big plan. If it succeeds, it will destroy the business that Li Gong has worked so hard to manage, poison Xichuan, the contradictions between Han and Qiang will rise again, the frontier will be unstable, and the lives will be ruined......" Zhang Yijun stared at the Tubo people, his eyes were sincere, and then solemnly arched his hand and said: "Yijun is here, and the deputy envoy of Wanwang will tell him clearly!" ”

Xi Yimou listened quietly, although his face was expressionless, he was speechless for a long time, as if he was stunned. At the end, the Tibetan people spoke: "You kneel, and I will tell you ......."

An autumn breeze then passed through the hall, rustling willow branches.

The Tubo people originally thought that with Zhang Yijun's background and natural arrogance, this required him to never do it. However, to the surprise of Xi Yimou, Zhang Yijun bowed his head solemnly and slowly bent his knees. Seeing this, Xi Yimou couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and hurriedly held Zhang Yijun with a thick palm.

Xi Tanmou whispered a few sentences in Tubo, turned sideways, and said in Tang dialect: "That Li Deyu, is it so worth your life?" ”

"Yi Jun is like this, not for Li Gong."

"It won't be for the court...... "Si Tanmou mocked.

"For the sake of tens of millions of people in the world!" Zhang Yijun was word-by-word.

Hearing this, Xi Tanmou just "snorted" disappreciatively, sat back on the stone bench under the willow tree, and said, "But I don't know much, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Mr......."

"That letter...... In fact, it was written to me, and I didn't know anything about it...... Although the Han slave was used by a certain person, he also knew nothing about what was said in the letter, and I wanted to kill him, but it was just to cut the grass and eradicate the roots......" Xi Yumo paused, and then said: "From the beginning of the discussion of recklessness and dismissal of soldiers, a certain has the intention of killing and recklessly and surrendering to the Tang Dynasty, and the letter writer also promised these two points, revealing the identity information of Sima Zhu to a certain person......

"Wait......" Xu is Xixi's conspiracy was a little incoherent, Zhang Yijun hurriedly interrupted, and said thoughtfully: "The deputy envoy said that the letter writer promised that if the deputy envoy killed Sima Zhu, he could help the deputy envoy mutiny and surrender to the Tang Dynasty?" ”

“…… What he meant was that after killing Sima Zhu, he would send another secret stake, and when the time was ripe, he would contact a certain person to urge Victoria to surrender to ......"

Another dark pile?

Zhang Yijun was shocked, isn't this what he is talking about? !

Zhang Yijun thought quickly in his mind, if it was really as Xi Tanmou said, then there were two possibilities for the identity of the letter writer. First, the writer knew that he was not in love with money, and he also calculated that Li Deyu would send a secret pile into Victoria after Sima Zhu's death, so he used this as a bargaining chip to kill Sima Zhu with the help of Xi Mou. And the second possibility......

The letter writer planned all this, and Nishikawa made Li Deyu.

This is an extremely terrifying thought, even if it is only for a moment, it makes Zhang Yijun ooze some cold sweat on his forehead.

However, Zhang Yijun thought about it carefully, Li Deyu did this for no benefit, and at that time, Li Deyu first arrived in Xichuan, and his foundation was not stable, and even knowing that there was such a secret stake as Sima Zhu in Victoria, he learned it from the report handed by the scout after he was killed, not to mention relying on Xi Tan to kill people with a knife.

But this fleeting thought can't help but remind Zhang Yijun. The person who can write this letter must have a sufficient understanding of the affairs of Victoria, and must be the old man of Xichuan!

The letter ...... What can I do at the end? ”

Xi Yimou looked at Zhang Yijun's slightly frowning sword eyebrows for a long time before he spoke: "This is why I said that I am afraid that I will disappoint my husband...... There is a sign-up, but it is not a name, but it is like a code name, which is the last bit of information I can tell my husband......"

"I remember, it seems to be written ......'Bird City.'"

Jingzhao Mansion, Chang'an, Chang'an County.

Shanhefang, not correct.

Outside the courtyard of a huge mansion in Shanheli, leading to Yongxiang, the promenade is covered with walls, and the traffic is busy, and the people waiting in line to see him have lined up outside the street. Some of the officials who hurried to meet with them couldn't help but sigh when they saw such a long procession. It can be seen that the powerful ministers are vying for their own power. The officials and literati outside, some of them held their own poems and writings, and some brought a whole cart of treasures and treasures. Outsiders who don't know may think that the owner of this mansion must be a hot official and noble son in the court.

If you just look at the gate of this mansion, you will only regard this place as the residence of an ordinary four- or five-grade official. However, if you look inside from the open door of the house, the house will never lose the luxury of the house of the court, and it can even be said that in addition to the width of the eaves and the house, it is customized, insurmountable, and the rest of the courtyard layout, grass and trees and garden path scenery are not inferior to the palace in the palace of the sixteen kings of Chang'an.

Passing through the second gate and the main hall, and entering the inner hall, a man dressed in an expensive silk robe from eastern Zhejiang sat on the seat, the man's beard was sporadically embellished on the skin of his chin, but the thick mustache on his upper lip was quite eye-catching. He stepped on a silk head made of Niwa, decorated with gold leaves and clouds in front and back, and decorated with two pearls the size of a thumb cover at the neck, and his steps were still like this, not to mention the clothes he was wearing, which was even more luxurious and invisible.

The man looked up and down at the young man who looked like a post guard standing in the center of the inner hall, his expression seemed to be smiling, and he said suddenly: "I really didn't expect that the Minister of Jing'an could stop Li Deyu's 600-mile urgent post guard, but he couldn't stop his feet, which really made Zheng look at his feet with admiration." There was neither sarcasm nor praise in the man's voice.

The rank of the man is not high, and all the people who come here to talk about it know it. However, everyone also knew that this person's rank was not important, but the big man he relied on behind him was important. And that one's power is even greater than that of the prime minister who is a very powerful minister in this empire.

The young man smiled, handed the letterhead in his arms to the man, and said: "Zun Jia's words are exaggerated, Li Jiedu knew that the six-hundred-mile urgent recital would definitely be blocked by Jing'an Xianggong, so he also entrusted the kid to bring another letterhead and go straight to Chang'an, first, to avoid people's eyes, and secondly, to be able to show you today." ”

Although there is no flattery in the words of the post and the flattery that men are accustomed to, they do not lose their grace and low posture. This made the man's heart very useful, but he could not help but be quite curious, and what was said in the letterhead of the postman, he took the letterhead, opened it, and read it for a moment.

"Xin has already seen it," the man skillfully fiddled with an embarrassed expression, and looked at the young man who looked like a postman quite suggestively, and said: "What Li Deyu said, it's not impossible to do it, but Li Deyu has always been arrogant, and suddenly wants to entrust that person to help with things, I'm afraid that just relying on a certain person to say it is not enough to impress." ”

Of course, the young man knew what the man meant, but he avoided the important and said lightly: "Li Jiedu has always been honest compared to Niu Sidian and Li Zongmin, and he is in Xichuan, the people's livelihood is withering, and after Li Jiedu's business period for many years, he has improved, and he has not received any goods. ”

The man's face immediately became gloomy, his tone became quite unceremonious, and he shook his head slightly, "In this case, I'm afraid this matter is more difficult to handle, you must be clear at the step, please ask that person to help, the price is not cheap......"

"Please don't be in a hurry," the young man said unhurriedly, with no anxiety on his face, and pointed to the letterhead in the man's hand with his palm, "I guess I haven't finished reading it yet, so why don't you read it carefully for a while, and the last signature of this letter." ”

The man turned to the last page, his throat moved, and his face was slightly stunned.

In addition to Li Deyu, the envoy of the Xichuan Festival, there is also an acquaintance of a man.

"This letter was written by Yuan Xian?"

"Exactly," the young man who looked like a postman laughed loudly, "Xue Yuanxian, the assassin of Hanzhou, is my family's Ah Lang." ”

"I'll just say, anyone's descendants can be so personable," the man laughed, his face was swept away, and he quickly got up and patted the young man's shoulder, and assured quite seriously: "Don't worry about it, since the yuan reward has a request, then the letterhead said, Zheng Note will obey the order." ”