In Chang'an, where half of the nobles in the world live here, the carriage hired by the old man is not even decent.

Especially when the carriage gradually approached the most central area of Chang'an, and after seeing the walls of the forbidden palace where the Daning royal family lived for hundreds of years, the carriage with its wheels still stained with horse manure can only be described as shabby.

Chang'an has never been easy to live in, and the mansions surrounded by the forbidden palace are even more expensive, without a strong family foundation, without a stable position in the court, you can't even buy a tile here.

The groom swallowed, did not dare to drive the carriage with a loud whip as before, and drove carefully on the flat central axis avenue, for fear that if he was not careful, he would rub against a golden and jade car that could not afford to lose his life.

He wondered a little in his heart, how could the old man in the carriage come here?

The old man wrapped in a torn cotton jacket and lame legs didn't look like he could have anything to do with it, just as he was thinking, the carriage had already arrived on the road of the nearest mansion outside the forbidden palace, and the people who could live here were either relatives of the emperor or humerus ministers who held real power in the court.

After walking for less than a mile, a young man dressed in silver and white brocade stopped the carriage, looking at the groom's clothes that had not been cleaned for a long time, the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth did not hide his disdain.

He walked off the carriage with a smile on his face, and nodded to the young man who was a head shorter than him, but unfortunately the Jizhou accent only deepened the young man's suspicions, and let his mouth grind, the young man shook his head and refused to let go.

The groom had no choice but to hand out the old man's gold leaf thorn, the corners of the young man's mouth rose, and his pupils shrank suddenly after taking it with disdain, and he was about to burst out of his mouth and swallow it back alive, only then did he suspiciously let the groom drive the carriage into this lonely but indescribably noble green avenue.

The groom wiped the beads of sweat from his head, and when he picked up the whip, he looked behind his back and said that the old man did not show his head to greet him.

Soon, the carriage reached its destination, and the groom breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished the business.

In front of the seventh-order mansion, two stone beasts that the groom didn't know spread their teeth and claws, majestic. An old man stood on the steps and watched the carriage approaching, and when the carriage stopped, he did not move to greet him, but just watched as if he had nothing to do with himself.

When the groom saw the old man, his mind flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility: eighty percent of the old man in the carriage had a relative who was a slave and servant in front of this mansion that he did not dare to look up, and after gaining the appreciation of his master, he rose to prominence and became a housekeeper or something, so he brought the old man from his hometown to enjoy a few days of happiness.

The groom thinks that's it, otherwise how else can it be explained?

The curtain was lifted, and the old man stepped off the carriage with great difficulty, squinted at the old man who looked about his age standing on the steps, but still did not say a word, and threw the rest of the car fee to the groom, ignoring the smiling groom, and walked straight to the mansion.

The old man standing on the steps had a calm face, and he neither greeted the old man with great courtesy, nor did he say anything to stop the old man's steps.

The groom, who weighed the weight of the silver bag, left satisfied, and when the silver arrived, he didn't bother to guess something, and naturally he didn't look back at the old man walking up step by step, not taking the auxiliary steps on both sides, but going straight to the instrument door in the middle.

The old man standing on the steps watched the old man walk to his side like this, and finally moved his steps, turned around and pushed open the heavy instrument door, and the old man who had been dusty all the way from Ye County, Jizhou, was very rude and walked across the threshold first.

Inside the Yimen, there are four big characters on the feng shui wall that is as high as one zhang: 'Bingdu Liangcai'.

The door closed, and the owner of this mansion bent down, saluted the old man respectfully, and said loudly: "I have seen sir!" ”

The old man smiled, did not return the salute, but looked at the four big characters on the feng shui wall and said: "Everyone is like a person, Ji Xu's four words are indeed quite like his, the atmosphere is magnificent, and when I see this word, I can't help but think of him." ”

The old man in brocade clothes and a high crown shook his eyelids, and even his breath became short of breath after hearing Ji Xu's name, after all, I am afraid that there is only one person in front of him who dares to call this name in the whole world.

Calm down the shock in his heart, the old man replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The first emperor is a great talent, a generation of virtuous emperors, and the merit of the northern expedition to the Xiongnu is enough to praise the name for a thousand years." ”

When the old man heard the Northern Expedition, he smiled disdainfully and asked, "Do you know what the word emperor means?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"The emperor, the great also, is full of fear; The emperor is like heaven and earth, father and mother earth, and is the lord of the world. Ji Xu is worthy of the name of this co-master. In his eyes, what I want to reward, you can't want it, I don't give it, you can't rob it, otherwise it will be disobedient and respectful and provoke the anger of the Son of Heaven. So he has reigned for more than 20 years, and you nobles can only kneel in that hall obediently, and you can't open your mouth if he doesn't open your mouth, do you know why the old man has blue eyes on you? Only you dare to pull out your teeth and help the world's families get some things back, although it looks like begging, but the rest of you don't even dare to be a beggar. ”

The old man stopped, looked carefully at the third old minister of the Daning Dynasty in front of him, and said meaningfully: "When you sit on that chair in the future, you may be more sleek than him, but you are destined to lose something." ”

The old man's face was expressionless, and his eyelids drooped.

"He's here?"

The old man diverted the topic and asked, this time the old man did not evade, and replied honestly: "I have arrived, and now I am temporarily living in the Taixue Mansion, it seems that there is only him and the maid beside him, but secretly there are Ye Mingsi and the dead soldiers of the Xun family who are guarding day and night, I am afraid that there will be no chance to do it again." ”

The old man heard the implication of these words, glanced at the old man in brocade and sneered: "Are you complaining about why the old man didn't take him down on the way, but instead drew snakes to find some useless Beidi waste and ran thousands of miles, revealing many flaws?" ”

The old man in brocade was a lot tougher and nodded.

The old man brushed his sleeves and laughed heartily: "Who is Xun Tuidu? You look down on him too much. Do you really think that a few dead assassins can make him die in vain? Do you really think that these old men's layout plans really can't come up with a clue or two? ”

The old man's laughter became more and more presumptuous: "It's just to say hello to the old man, a friend for many years, when he fully supported the Northern Expedition, then the old man let him see what he did after the Northern Expedition." Several tribes in Beidi have been the military merits of Yingyang Mansion over the years, and there are countless innocent implicators, which is not his original intention. ”

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly, and he straightened up his rickety body and stared at the person in front of him and said coldly: "The old man has been carefully arranging for so many years with the big hand of Kyushu World as a chess game, and there is no national player with the same chess strength to play, it is too lonely." ”