In fact, Fu Ye's identity as the governor is no longer important after he was dismissed from his post and his home was confiscated. Now his backer sect master, Guo Yunsong, the prince of Zhongshan, has fallen like this again, and he has become a rootless tree and a sourceless water, and it is impossible to stir up such a big wave. To put it more bluntly, if you just want the lives of Fu Ye's family of three, it is not worth it for all forces to put up such a big formation in that Sixty Mile Pavilion.

Shen Gui sat in the small temple at the end of the village, sitting opposite the master of the military master:

"The people of Gazi Mountain, only the two of you are still alive now. Dongyou, you can't go back, since the day you took over this transaction, half of your body has been buried in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

The lord of the village smiled sadly, shook his head and said:

"Before I fell into the grass, I was a farmer, and I didn't have the ability to bring so many people to eat. The people on Gazi Mountain worry about food every winter. I finally encountered a big job this time, but I didn't expect it...... Hey, I'm just calling it hard to ride a tiger now. Originally, he couldn't survive by himself, so he went up the mountain to be a bandit. I didn't expect more and more people to gather, and now Gazi Mountain is already old and young, and there is no chance to scatter the mountain. ”

Shen Gui's eyes rolled a few times, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"In this way, you can send a letter to Gazishan and ask them to prepare. I will ask the brother of the winter solstice tomorrow to pick up people on Dongyou Road. As soon as they arrive at Shuangshan Village, they will send you away together. These days, you two are here to recuperate. ”

Seeing that Shen Gui was leaving, the military advisor hurriedly stopped him:

"No matter what, we are also here to kill Fu Ye. You are benevolent enough to leave me two dead, why bother so much to help us find another way out? ”

Shen Gui tilted his head and thought about it:

"People are looking for you because they want you to use your life to help them find their way. So from another point of view, we still have some reasons to hate the same enemy. Besides, I have received the benefits of others, so I should naturally go to my family to thank me. Today, it has nothing to do with your Gazi Mountain, so you can change places and live well. ”

After speaking, Shen Gui walked out of the gate and walked away, leaving the military advisor and the owner of the village in a daze.

A few days later, in the morning, the roadside at the entrance of Shuangshan Village was full of people. There are the 'bandits' who just came from Gazi Mountain, the winter solstice who came from the escort, and the family of the division commander who returned to Shen Gui. The great shaman Lin Si worriedly cocked his feet, touched his head and said:

"This time, we are leaving to help you solve your worries. Whether it is the old prince, or the governor Fu, or even the villagers of Gazishan, they may become your weakness in the future. I haven't seen anything special about you, though. But what I do know is that even if you don't have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth like a Heavenly Spirit Veiner, you are still a kind and good child. Now, our older generation has set up the stage for you, and the curtain has been lifted for you. It's up to you to choose what kind of play you want to sing. ”

After speaking, he patted the iron armor that was driving the car, the iron armor whipped up, and shouted "drive", and then looked back at Shen Gui, who was standing stupidly in place, squeezed his eyes, and threw a seal: "Your grandfather said, this is the seal of the head of the Guo family, although it is useless now, but it is good to keep it as a thought." ”

The crowd turned into merchants and headed south, gradually turning into a black at the end and disappearing into the distance.

Shen Gui exhaled a breath of turbidity, twisted his stiff neck and said:

"Now, it's time for us to take the stage and sing!"

…………

In Fengjing City, in the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the crown prince Yan Tian lowered his head, looked at his maternal uncle in front of him, Li Deng, the prime minister of Youbei, and carefully corrected the chapter.

After a full hour, Li Deng put down the pen in his hand and looked up at the future monarch of Youbei, his own nephew. He always believes that this grandson has been extremely good since he was a child, and he has perfectly inherited the Yan family's ability to gather people's hearts, as well as his Li family's ability to make careful calculations. The face is also full of the shadow of his sister Li Lian, except for the occasional flash of coldness between his eyebrows, it is really perfect.

But now, it is this flawless nephew who has done such a foolish thing.

"You used my name to let Shan Qingquan intercept and kill Fu Ye?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Conform to your and your father's hearts."

"How hard can it be to get his life? Oh no, you've failed. It seems that it is really difficult. ”

It was the first time for Li Deng to be so rude to the crown prince. Although Yan Tian was a little displeased, he still restrained his expression very well.

"I really didn't expect that there would be people from the rivers and lakes who came to save him."

Li Deng laughed out loud when he heard this, and pointed at the tip of Yan Tian's nose with his slender finger and said:

"Didn't expect that? He is the general of Guo Anli, Taibai Feihu, will there be no people from the rivers and lakes to pick him up? Isn't Shan Qingquan, who you instigated in the name of the old man, also a Jianghu person? When you use these methods, you feel that there is no last resort, and it is the turn of others to use them, but you told me that you didn't expect it? That's it, the old man's doorman, although sooner or later it will be handed over to you. But, not now! Go back. ”

The color on Yan Tian's face changed, and he stalked his neck, but he still didn't suppress the grievances in his chest:

"I don't understand, since you both want him to die, what's wrong with me? Although it is inevitable that he will be startled by a mistake this time, what can he do? Can he still fight back? ”

Li Deng looked at the somewhat hysterical prince, and his eyes were slightly surprised. I have always thought that Yan Dayqi is a very patient hunter while being good at speculating on people's hearts. Through this incident, I found that he didn't seem to be as good as he imagined:

"Whether it's your father or your old man, it's easy to kill Fu Ye. But have you ever thought about it, why did he just end up resigning from his home? Although the Guo family is now yesterday's yellow flower, the hundred-legged insect is still dead and not stiff, not to mention a tiger on Taibai Mountain! When he became famous all over the world, your mother and uncle were still studying at home. This time, although he was defeated on the surface. But no one knows how many protégés of the Guo family are old, and how many soldiers and generals in the army are nostalgic for the old master! This time he retreated without resistance, whether he was disheartened because of the pain of losing his son, or whether he was preparing to fight back with retreat, do you know you? You don't know anything and act rashly, if people come back, don't you want us to resist for you? Day'er, you have disappointed the old man very much this time. Go back, go back to your father, and ask for sin. With Lu Xiangyin here, His Majesty will only get the news faster. ”

Yan Tian walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion top-heavy, and walked towards the palace in a daze. When I walked to the east gate of the palace and looked up, I only felt that the magnificent vermilion lacquer gate on weekdays was like a giant beast that had come out of the ancient wilderness, waiting for its arrival with its mouth open.

At the same time, in front of the Beiquan Tea House at the east exit of Hezhong Street, an old man came, who carried a large cloth bag on his back, trembled to the front of the barn, and said to the shopkeeper:

"The old man's name is Bag, and your boss asked me to come."

When the shopkeeper heard the name Bag, a perfunctory smile tugged at the corner of his mouth:

"Go back to the back and go south, there's a staircase at the very corner, just go up."

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to him anymore, and asked the young man at the door about the business.

Ba Ge walked into the backstage, and there was a miasma of smoke in the background, and there was actually a martial artist with a red face, who was talking about meat in his mouth. Only an old gentleman by the window was sitting very upright, and the little apprentice next to him was carefully filling the purple clay pot with hot water.

As soon as the gentleman saw Bagh coming, he closed the fan in his hand, pointed to the stairs behind him, and then turned his head to look out the window.

Bagh pushed open the door, and saw a figure lying on the bed, sallow-faced, coughing incessantly. When the man heard the door knock and turned around, he saw that it was Bagh, so he barely pulled up a smiling face:

"There is a great shaman, and I will run this trip in person."

Bagh smiled and waved his hand:

"If you don't thank you, I may not be cured."