The sky was bright.

Dew wet the streets in the early morning.

In the Tongwenxuan Inn in the northeast of Ankang, the sound of scholars reading aloud after waking up in the morning has already sounded. A proactive girl named Wang Xiuniang moved her body in the courtyard, waiting for Lu Wenke to appear and say hello to him. Ning Ji finished washing, jumped through the courtyard, and trotted towards the outside of the inn.

"Hey, Brother Long."

"Wang Xiuxiu."

Ning Ji waved his hand, saying good morning, and his figure had already passed through the eaves under the courtyard and went to the front hall.

Trotting out of the inn, moving his head, neck and limbs, his body heating up in the long breaths, he ran down the early morning street toward the west side of the city.

Because his current identity is a doctor, he is not suitable for boxing and sword training in front of others, but fortunately, after experiencing battlefield training, his advancement and perception in martial arts have far surpassed his peers, and he does not need to do many mechanical routine exercises, and complex moves can be dismantled at will. Keeping your body active and sharp every day is enough to maintain your combat strength, so running in the morning can be regarded as a more useful activity.

It is said that when my father was in Jiangning, he would run back and forth along the Qinhuai River every morning. The residence of Grandpa Qin back then was also on the road where his father ran, and the two sides also met because of this, and later went to Beijing and did a great career. Later, Grandpa Qin was killed, and his father took action to kill the emperor of the Wu Dynasty.

When you think about it this way, running is also a thrilling thing.

Ning Ji's running seemed easy and casual, but his actual speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, I passed by the few vendors and pedestrians who came out in the morning, passed through the doors of the shops that had just lit fires everywhere, and passed through the morning market...... Even though there were places where pedestrians gathered and debris piled up, no one or object collided with the seemingly random teenager.

As the night passed, the fishy smell of the streets of Ankang was much less in the morning, but by the time we ran to the west of the city, some of the streets could already see the gathered yawning soldiers, and the traces of the chaos of the previous night had not yet completely dissipated here.

There were also pedestrians on the streets, occasionally gathering to inquire about the progress of last night's events, and some were naturally afraid of the army and hurried by with their heads bowed. But the troops on the road did not have much intersection with the residents. According to last night's observation, the bandits set fire to several buildings during the fighting, and there were also signs of gunpowder explosions.

In fact, last night, Ning Ji secretly came out from Tongwenxuan to join in the fun. It's just that he was mainly tracking the group of Assassins at that time, and the east and west sides of the city were too far apart, and by the time he sneakily ran here in his night clothes, the surviving Assassins had already escaped the first roundup.

At that time, a group of high-spirited Jianghu people set out to look for suspicious traces, which made Ning Ji unable to pick up any cheap escapes in the end. After observing the initial fighting scene and ascertaining the clumsiness and disorganization of the Assassins, he left with safety first.

The Chinese Army's espionage principles discourage assassination—not at all—but it is important to have a solid plan for the assassination of important targets, and to dispatch as many personnel as possible who have been trained in special operations. Even if there are stunned young people in the rivers and lakes who want to do this kind of thing in the spirit of righteousness, as long as there are members of the Huaxia Army, they will definitely be persuaded.

According to my father, unplanned blood can never compare to planned tyranny. For Ning Ji, who was in the prime of his youth, although he didn't like this kind of talk in his heart, similar examples had already been demonstrated countless times inside and outside the Huaxia Army.

So after dawn, Ning Ji ran over again and eavesdropped on some information from people's conversations.

“…… Last night the bandits entered the city and assassinated ......"

“…… A bunch of bandits with no conscience and no righteousness......"

“…… Privately colluded with the southwest, sold people over there, and was suppressed by us, but as a result, he took a risk, and even entered the city to assassinate Dai Gong......"

There are depressed soldiers on the streets, and there are also heroes who still seem to be arrogant, and from time to time they will open their mouths to say some information. Ning Ji mixed in the crowd, and when he heard the word Dai Gong, he couldn't help but stare at a pair of pure eyes.

"Dai ......" his face was full of curiosity, "Dai, Dai ...... Grandpa Dai...... He's an old man...... It's ...... in the city."

The big man of the rivers and lakes squinted his eyes, if others asked about it, he would be vigilant, but seeing that it was a cute young man, his words were full of reverence for Dai Gong, so he just waved his hand to remedy.

"Ahem...... Don't ask too much about these things, the bandits are brutal, but most of them have been killed by us, the specific situation ...... It should be announced, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry...... Let's disperse......"

Ning Ji dispersed along the crowd and ran slowly around the neighborhood, observing the rest of his eyes for a moment before leaving the street.

After the end of the Southwest War, many forces outside were actually learning the training methods of the Huaxia Army, and they also paid attention to the effect of using them after the heroes of the green forest were concentrated. But it is often one or two leaders with a group of third-rate masters who try to enforce discipline and build elite scout troops. Ning Ji had naturally heard of this kind of thing in the army, and if he looked at it at random last night, he also knew that these green forest people were the "special forces" on Dai Mengwei's side.

Previously, this person was strong and powerful, but he was unstable in the lower game, and he was a dead fish when he was placed in the army, and it didn't take three knives to kill him with a knife on the ground...... He thought in his heart that after learning that Dai Mengwei was in Ankang City, he was suddenly a little nervous.

After that, he slowly ran through a few streets and observed several people, and it was not without unseen masters who appeared on the street, which made his mood slightly restrained.

In a place where a house had been burned, residents knelt in the street and wept hoarsely, complaining about the arson of the bandits last night.

When he ran to the entrance of the largest vegetable market in Ankang City, the sun had already come out, and Ning Ji saw the crowd gathering over, and then a vehicle was pushed over, and on the car were the corpses of those bandits who had been killed. Ning Ji watched in the crowd for a while, and a pickpocket wanted to steal something from him on the way, so he took it with him and fell into the muddy water at the entrance of the vegetable market.

Running all the way back to Tongwenxuan, the scholars and merchants who were eating breakfast had already filled the hall, Lu Wenke and others took a seat for him, and he ran over to collect his anger and began to grab buns. Wang Xiuniang came over and sat next to him: "Doctor Xiaolong runs out every morning, is it to exercise?" Don't you doctors have that Five Elements Fist...... Five elements play, don't play in the yard? ”

"It's a five-bird play." Lu Wenke next to him said with a smile, "Has Xiaolong learned?" ”

"Hmm." Ning Ji nodded, holding the bun in one hand, and doing some simple movements with the other, "There are cat boxing, horse boxing, panda boxing, monkey boxing, and chicken boxing......"

"Huh? Yes? Lu Wenke was slightly confused, and asked the person next to him, Fan Heng and the others nodded casually, and added: "Well, it was handed down by Hua Tuo." ”

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious, and the rest of the people were talking about the riots that happened last night, except for Wang Xiuniang, who was crossing her fingers to memorize the knowledge of the "five bird fists", everyone talked about politics happily.

This is a high-end inn in the city, and most of the people who live here are stranded scholars and business travelers, and most of them do not leave on the same day, so they have a long time to exchange breakfast and talk about it. After a while, a scholar who had gone out in the morning returned with more detailed internal information.

The main body involved in the assassination this time has been clear, and the leader is the Jiangyang thief who has done all kinds of evil in the Hanshui area in the past few years, nicknamed Lao Ba, and the people of the green forest call him "Eight Masters". Before the Jurchens went south, he was a well-known "write-off" in this green forest, as long as he gave money, this person would kill people and set fires to do anything.

After the Jurchens left, it was already difficult to survive in this place under the jurisdiction of Duke Dai, and the old eight who saw the money and the lawless people in the southwest secretly opened up routes to sell people for profit. And under the instruction of the "powerful people" in the southwest, he always wanted to kill Dai Gong and go to the southwest to receive the reward.

Last night, Dai Gong entered the city in a hurry, and he didn't bring many guards, so this old man saw the opportunity and entered the city to assassinate. Who knew that this action was discovered by the righteous soldiers under the command of Dai Gong, and they bravely stopped it, and several volunteers died in the battle. Seeing that the matter was revealed, this old man immediately left his companions and fled, and on the way, he set fire to the city at will, burning countless people, which can really be called madness and inhumanity.

After the assassination failed, several people including the bandit leader Lao Ba and Jin Chenghu are still on the run. A large number of official documents with pictures and graphics have been issued in the city, offering rewards for the arrest of the murderers......

As soon as this matter was told, there was a lot of discussion in the inn. Some people loudly condemned the brutality of the bandits, some people began to talk about the ecology of the green forest, some people began to care about Dai Mengwei's entry into the city, thinking about how to meet him and sell him what he had learned......

At this time, Ding Songnan, who had already negotiated the preliminary plan with Dai Mengwei, was still a capable shortfight. He left Dai Mengwei's mansion, walked with several henchmen, went to the north of the city to take a boat, and left Ankang resolutely.

On the way, he talked to a companion about the results of this conversation, and in the middle of speaking, he fell silent slightly, and then said: "Dai Mengwei...... It's really not simple. ”

"Why?"

“…… After you go back, choose a group of people, I want you to take them, and prepare to go to Jiangning. ”

“…… That Heroes Conference? The companion was slightly puzzled, "Join the excitement of the fair party?" ”

"Dai Mengwei is right...... Ding Songnan said, "There will be some major events in the future, and they will appear in Jiangning ......"

"Shall we ...... You don't have to cheer for He Wen......"

Han Shui was leisurely, and the doubts of his companions sounded in the cabin, and then Ding Songnan explained to him the reason for the incident......

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“…… Next, there are some things that will determine the future of this world, and they will happen in Jiangning......"

In the early afternoon, in the courtyard of Ankang's house, Dai Meng walked slowly forward with a cane. Beside him was Lu Zhongming, one of his most useful disciples in the past, a middle-aged scholar who was nearly forty years old, and had been in charge of the food collection this time.

“…… I care about you, lead the team to Jiangning. Wei He, Chen Bian, and Qiu Changying are all under your control...... I thought about it, and only you can take it......" Dai Mengwei said.

“…… Jiangning ...... Hero Conference? Lu Zhongming frowned and thought for a while, "This matter is not caused by He Wen's tooth ......."

He was a little puzzled, and Dai Meng shook his head slightly.

"It's only been a few days since this happened, and it seems ridiculous at first glance, but if you think about it deeply, it's not hard for you to think of it......"

The news of the Jiangning Heroes Conference has recently reached here, and some people are enthusiastic, and some people are laughing in private. Because in the final analysis, last year there was the first martial arts competition in the southwest world, and this year, He Wen has one to do, and there are obviously some villains in mind.

Moreover, the so-called heroes of the rivers and lakes, although they are heroic in the mouth of storytellers, as long as they are the superiors who do things, they already know that it will not be these puppets who will determine the future of the world. The first martial arts competition in the world was held in the southwest to recruit people and expand the army by taking advantage of the prestige after defeating the Jurchen Western Route Army, and Ning Yi also deliberately carried out the establishment ceremony of the Huaxia People's Government. And He Wen also has one this year, which is nothing more than getting some people who chase fame and fortune to join in the fun, maybe he can have some popularity and recruit a few reckless gangsters, but can he still take the opportunity to create a "fair people's regime"?

Lu Zhongming looked down and thought, and Dai Mengwei's crutches, who were walking in front, slowly and rhythmically beat on the ground.

“…… The Jurchens went south four times, Emperor Jianshuo fled to the sea, and the Wu Dynasty fell apart. Today, it seems that the princes are together, and they all have a little ability to hold up a flag, but in fact, this is just a period of panic after the sudden chaos, everyone can't understand the form of the world, and they can't grasp their position, some people raise the flag and hesitate, some people are loyal and upright on the surface, and they are constantly trying in private. After all, the Wu Dynasty has been stable for two hundred years, and whether it will encounter troubled times next, or will it become one again inexplicably after a few years, no one can guarantee the ticket. ”

Dai Meng smiled: "In this way, many people seem to be powerful, but in fact they are just short-lived impostor princes...... The world is like a big wave sweeping sand, and in the next year or two, these impostors and unstable people will eventually be washed away. South of the Yellow River, I, Liu Gong, and Zou Xu are a place to pan for real gold. And the Fairness Party, Wu Qimei, and even the small court of Fuzhou will sooner or later decide whether to win or lose, and these things can be seen clearly at first glance. ”

Lu Zhongming nodded.

"But have you ever thought that in the future, there will be a situation in this world that will also be...... What about the princes of all walks of life asking for black flags? ”

Dai Meng paused slightly: "The world regards me, Liu Gong, and Zou Xu as one piece, and the Fairness Party, Wu Qimei and others as another. And the development of the Fairness Party seems to be chaotic, he swept and expanded, more radical than the black flag, and no one sells face. Therefore, at first glance I heard that this heroic congress was so absurd that my generation of scholars laughed at it, but in fact, even with such an absurd congress, the Party of Justice still opened its door......"