Handan, Zhao State, Wu Anjun's mansion.

At the beginning of the shower, it was still wet everywhere. An autumn rain and a cold. The morning breeze already has a biting feeling of winter.

The sky was shining, and the compound of the mansion was still quiet. Li Mu had just finished practicing a gun, and leaned the Mighty Shake Yue Spear against the stone platform next to him.

As soon as he snapped his eyes, he saw a letter on the stone platform.

The letter was wrapped in a pouch made of soft leather. The thin silk inside is dry. Except for a little dew on the outside, I can't tell that I have been here for a long time.

It should have been placed here just before Li Mu came out to practice the gun.

Li Mu's head was still sweating. He grabbed the cloak next to him and wiped his forehead indiscriminately. With a shake of his right hand, he opened the letter.

The handwriting on the thin silk is almost identical to every previous letter. The content is not far from the same. It is nothing more than a greeting whether the body is in good health; Tell about trivial things; In the end, he also said, "Pay attention to the autumn coolness", Yunyun.

The payment is still Wang Qian.

Li Mu flipped through the letter and read it several times, but he didn't see any metaphors or codes. It's just an ordinary correspondence between friends. Even the tone of the letter was not too intimate.

Li Mu folded the letter carefully and put it back in the soft leather pouch. He thoughtfully picked up the Shaking Yue gun, threw the cloak over his shoulders, and walked to the study.

When he got to the study, he took down the bookcase, threw the fifth letter into it, and closed the lid of the bookcase.

Li Mu sat down cross-legged, looked at the bookcase on the desk, and was fixedly distracted.

Wang Jian is actually his eldest brother. Together, they learned military tactics with Guiguzi. Although Wang Jian is many years older than Li Mu, he can be regarded as a fellow friend after all. It stands to reason that there is no exaggeration in the exchange of letters.

But Li Mu never replied to the letter. He didn't know why Wang Jian couldn't receive a reply, and he kept writing again and again.

Think about it, even his father's brother in Qin, his uncle, has not written for more than ten years.

He intuitively didn't believe that Wang Jian really cared about him. After all, when he was studying art in the same school, Wang Jian was too much older than him, and there was almost no intersection between the two.

Li Mu looked at the sky outside that was about to clear. There were also some dark clouds in the sky, dyed with a warm color by the newly rising sun.

He intuitively felt that these letters were just stones thrown at him to ask for directions. As for what Wang Jian and the others wanted, Li Mu hadn't thought it through yet.

But at least one thing was clear to him. is as scheming as Wang Qian, and his plan must be not small.

"Someone. Spread the word Ouyang Shang, Li Xuan, and Li Ji, and came here to discuss matters after breakfast. After Li Mu gave the order, he glanced at the bookcase again, and there was an inexplicable heaviness in his heart.

Xianyang, Qin State, General Wang Qian's Mansion.

After Wang Jian finished writing the last word, he slowly put down the brush in his hand and straightened up his waist towards the desk.

The beating candlelight reflected his gray hair, making the silver gray hair more conspicuous.

He sat back in a comfortable position with his hand on the desk, and read the letter in his hand again, the ink had already dried.

This should be the eighth letter to Li Mu. These letters will be sent to Li Mu's Wu Anjun Mansion one after another.

Wang Jian suddenly heard a noisy voice in the courtyard outside, it should be his son Wang Ben who came back. He went to drink with Meng Tian, Li Xin, and Qiang Tian today.

I can still be happy for a few more days. Soon, after the Double Ninth Festival, the Qin army began to officially deploy and practice, and they had no time to spare.

Wang Ben greeted him outside the door, pushed the door and came in. He was a tall young man with a tiger head and a tiger brain, a pair of thick eyebrows inserted obliquely into his temples, and the back of his eyebrows was slightly curled, which was very majestic and heroic.

His face glowed red. Apparently the wine was well drunk.

As soon as Wang Ben entered the door, he said loudly: "Dad, I poured them all down today." ”

Wang Jian smiled, quietly folded the written letter, and put it into the soft leather letter bag.

"You have this ability, if you can go to the colonel martial arts field and take them down, then it is really worth being happy." Wang Jian said.

Wang Ben scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "I may not be able to beat them when I fight in the streets." Especially Li Xin's kid, his hands are particularly black. But on the battlefield, I fought with real swords and guns, and they were not as experienced as me, so they might not be able to win me. ”

Wang Jian smiled again. He looked like a kind rich man at this time, and the gray beard on his narrow face shook gently with his laughter.

"Soon there will be another crusade to the East." Wang Ben said: "Today, above the court, the commander and deputy commander of this two-way expedition have basically been determined. Why didn't my father be the commander, but let me be the commander of the Northern Route Army? ”

Wang Jian smiled but did not answer. After a while, he said, "I just suffered a big defeat at Li Mu this year. In less than a year, he has to fight Zhao again. Now that the morale of the Zhao army is strong, Li Mu is definitely still the coach. Why should I touch that hard, smelly stone? ”

"Dad, what do you mean is to let us young people practice without winning?"

"Surely this is not the case from the king's mind. Wouldn't it be a waste of money to go out and not to win? But for you in private, dad is just training soldiers. Wang Qian's words made Wang Ben very puzzled. His puzzlement was all on his face.

"This time, we must keep the main force of the Qin army, and don't go head-to-head with Li Mu." Wang Jian instructed.

"Dad has said it many times. Go to the battlefield and act when you have the opportunity. Sitting in the courtyard of his own patio, how can he anticipate the front of the enemy? Wang Ben said.

"That's because you haven't cultivated home yet." Wang Jian put away his smile.

"Dad, are you afraid of Li Mucheng?" Wang Ben relied on the wine, thought carefully in his heart, and finally spoke.

After today's court, there are always people who talk about it, saying that Wang Jian cherishes feathers, and is afraid of damaging his reputation as a general of the Qin army, so he is unwilling to go to Li Mu.

"Afraid of him? Do you think you're fighting on the front line, and your father and I'll drink tea at home? Wang Qian's tone was slightly aggravated.

"There's a lot to plan well. It's not a day's work. But if the plan is thorough, it is not impossible to win the coach from thousands of miles away. ”

"A thousand miles to win the handsome?" Wang Ben looked at his father puzzled.

"What, don't you believe it?" Wang Jian asked rhetorically. Wang Ben didn't dare to shake his head.

Wang Jian said with a smile: "Then let your father teach you slowly." 'Thousands of miles to win the handsome', must have enough fine arrangement, and patience beyond ordinary people. ”

Handan, Zhao State, Jingming Palace.

When Feng Luotang and the four of them arrived at Jingming Palace, Gongzijia sat upright behind the desk and sorted out the bamboo slips of the accounts he had already seen by his side.

Seeing the four of them coming, he stood up happily and greeted them.

"Big brother." "Good evening, big brother." I don't know when it started, maybe it was brought by Feng Luotang, and several people no longer shouted "Childe" with the people of Zhao State, but changed to "Big Brother".

Every time he heard the four teenagers call out these two words, Gongzijia's heart was full of warmth. Because in the huge palace of Zhao Kingdom, he finally found the feeling of having relatives again.

Lin Yu strongly requested that this major plan be discussed with Gongzijia in Gongzijia's Jingming Palace.

Although before he came, he repeatedly instructed Feng Luotang and a few people not to tell the historical facts that were laid out on the surface.

"Do you know about the butterfly effect?" Lin Yu said: "Any small change will greatly change the trajectory of history. And this change in trajectory is not necessarily good, and it is certainly uncontrollable. ”

"Brother Yu, what can you say? What can't be said? Feng Luotang asked seriously.

Lin Yu thought for a while and said, "Those that are not written in the history books can be said if they are useful." As long as it is recorded in history, it cannot be said in advance. ”

Shao Yi added: "That's right. It's not a matter of believing or not believing in big brother. He was born as a native of Zhao State, and it is inevitable that he only stands on Handan's standpoint when looking at problems. ”

"Understood." Feng Luotang said: "There are always some things that are not recorded in the history books. ”

In the middle of the night, the five of them exchanged information they had obtained over the past few days.

Lin Yu and Long Xuanchen spent several days in the palace of King Jian of Qin and the mansions of other great generals, and the information they received should be that Qin would march east again before next spring and launch an attack on Zhao.

Up to now, the recruitment of soldiers and the dispatch of generals by the Qin State have been basically completed.

Feng Luotang's news, of course, is about the escape of "Fan Pavilion" and Prince Dan.

Gongzi Jia talked about the virtual mantis and the bitter locust, and finally said that the virtual mantis recently had a flying pigeon to pass the book. He said that Fan Yu would soon go to meet privately with the Xiongnu head Mandan Yu in the north and the king of Donghu in Donghu, which should be a matter of alliance in tandem.

"It seems that Yan Guo is determined to collude with Saibei. It's just that I don't know what progress has been made in the Yanzhao alliance that Prince Dan said? ”

"Don't get your hopes up." Lin Yu said: "Don't say that Yan Guo and Zhao Guo are enemies. Even the Qin side will use all means to destroy this alliance. ”

A few people talked all night. The next morning, before dawn, before Feng Luotang and them left, Gongzijia took them out of the dormitory, turned three times and two times, and walked to a courtyard behind.

Gongzi Jia didn't say much, and pointed with his hand. Several people saw a tall man sitting on a stone in the morning light, and two little dolls were walking in front of him.

The man said very little, only occasionally whispering pointers.

"This is the bitter locust. We should have seen it when we used the 'Feather Array to break their 'Stacked Ghost Array'. Gongzijia whispered: "Originally, he was also a first-class master. He's still wearing the 'Soft Tendon Pill'. ”

Gongzijia said that in another half a month, the mantis will come back. Hopefully he can bring news from Sebei.

"I have informed him to follow Fan Yuzhi to Saiwai. He came back to finish the month's debriefing and could get the first antidote for the bitter locust. Childe explained.

Feng Luotang felt that this was somewhat coercive and used others. But thinking that this was the best solution for the current situation, she turned her attention to the two little ones.

The two children were not as high as the stone platform in the courtyard, but they practiced seriously and sweated profusely.

"You're going to train them to be spies, like their mothers?" Feng Luotang asked.

Gongzi Jia looked at the two children intently, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Born in troubled times, even martial arts stunts like the Void Mantis and the Bitter Locust still can't protect themselves. I just want them to learn a trick and a half to increase the possibility of surviving in troubled times. ”

With that, his eyelids drooped, and his eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his face.

Feng Luotang felt as if a trace of sadness flashed across Gongzi Jia's face.

She hurriedly patted Gong Zijia on the shoulder and said, "Big brother, there is no eternal troubled world. Everything will pass. Sooner or later, there will be a day when you will live and work in peace. ”

Gongzijia raised his eyes and looked at everyone: "Oh? I don't know if I'll ever see that day. ”

Zhao Guo, the mountain behind the Hanshan Courtyard.

An old man with a white beard smiling sat high on the branch of a leafy persimmon tree, waving a short stick in his hand in a boring hand.

He said loudly: "I said Master Yuanzhu, you usually smile without a nose or eyes, and you don't have a single fold on your face." Why did you see that my face was full of wrinkles? ”

Yuan Zhu Cheng Huizi looked up at the old man on the tree under the tree, and said: "You obviously said that you only came to Hanshan Lake during the Double Ninth Festival, and you came to live with me more than ten days in advance, eating and drinking, and it is not good to change your clothes." ”

The old man looked down at his tattered clothes, which were full of holes, and smiled indifferently: "You mean to say, 'People rely on clothes, horses and saddles'?" But the masters don't rely on this. ”

Cheng Huizi asked curiously, "What does the master rely on?" ”

"Rely on apprentices! I'll tell you," the old man on the tree was full of excitement: "Double Ninth Festival, I will get the best apprentice." It's exciting to think about! How can you still have the mind to go around the world? I'm just waiting here. ”

Cheng Huizi said: "You wait for the apprentice to go to the lake." What are you doing sitting on my persimmon tree? ”

"I see that your persimmons are really good this year. Come up and see if there's anything you can't eat. The result is all astringent. The old man's tone was full of complaints.

Cheng Huizi shook her head helplessly and said, "Okay, come down." It's time for dinner soon. ”

When the old man heard this, he quickly jumped down from the tree. When the feet touch the ground, it is as light as a tanuki landing on the fine grass, without a sound.

"You didn't say it earlier. You said earlier, I went early. The old man said that he was about to leave.

"Put away your short stick." Cheng Huizi said again without reluctance.

The old man with white hair and white beard turned around and asked, "Why?" ”

"If you take it, the dogs in our yard won't dare bark." Cheng Huizi was blunt.

The old man ran happily, and sure enough, obediently put his short stick, and the waist inside other clothes, could not be seen from the outside.

He took three steps and made two steps, and quickly ran to the place where the pot was buried in the Hanshan courtyard on the mountain.

Cheng Huizi shouted loudly from behind: "Bai Yunhe, why are you running in such a hurry?" No matter how early you go, you can only share one meal! You're going to grab it in the pot? ”

The old man in front of him didn't look back, and shouted loudly: "The rice is only fragrant when you rush to eat!" ”