Listening to the guards at the door, since Han Xin was injured by Yan He at the city gate, he has never left the door, and many people have come to visit him halfway.

Even now, there are still five or six powerful people in the city waiting outside Han Xin's door with gifts.

"Then Han Gong is still free now?" Hearing what the guard said, Song Dao was afraid that he would run in vain, so he hurriedly asked about the situation.

"Don't worry, my lord, when Han Gong heard that you were coming, he immediately dismissed the other visitors, and only saw you alone."

Hearing this, Song Daodao couldn't help but smile proudly, his psychology had long been happy, but he still looked modest on his lips, and thanked him: "That's really bothering Han Gong." ”

The guards hurriedly helped him up: "My lord's words are serious, yesterday at the gate of the city, if it wasn't for the adults to save me, my master would have been killed by the Yan thief." ”

Jia Zhuang, who was standing on the side, was so angry that he immediately clenched the sword in his hand when he heard the guards call Yan He like this.

Seeing the situation, Song Daodao leaned sideways in front of Jia Zhuang, holding the saber on his waist with one hand, signaling him to calm down.

After a few arches, he came to Han Xin's bedroom, and on the way, he did meet a few landlords dressed in silk and satin, followed by domestic servants, talking to each other, and scolding and walking out.

"My lord, my master is in the house."

"Trouble little brother."

After that, the guards took Song Daodao to the place and retreated.

The door opened, and a young maid dressed in a dark robe stepped out of it.

"My son-in-law invited the two of you to come in and speak." The woman said.

Song Daodao and Jia Zhuang looked at each other and smiled, took off their shoes at the door, and entered the house.

It was very dark in the room, and in broad daylight the windows were ajar except for the slightest ray of light, and there were only three or four oil lamps lit in the room.

"Oops!"

It was pitch black all around, this body already had night blindness, and he didn't pay much attention to the steps under his feet, so Song Daodao almost didn't fall to the ground.

"My lord, watch out for the steps." The maid reminded.

Song Daodao's eyes widened, and he carefully tested the road ahead with his feet, and Jia Zhuang kept supporting Song Daodao on the side to prevent him from falling down again.

"In broad daylight, why don't you open the window and don't turn on the lights?" Song Daodao complained.

"My son-in-law doesn't like light." The maid explained.

"Don't you like the light, bat spirit?" Song Daodao couldn't help but complain.

The maid didn't answer anything, lifted the curtain, and led Song Dao and Jia Zhuang into the back room.

As soon as Song Daodao entered the inner room, he was faced with a bed, a brazier in front of him, and a few cases on one side of the room, surrounded by messy bamboo slips, and ink was splashed everywhere on several cases.

Han Xin was dressed in a fur coat, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bamboo slip while baking the fire, thoughtful.

Seeing that Song Daodao had come in, Han Xin casually threw the bamboo slips into the pile of bamboo slips, and got up with a smile to greet him.

As soon as the maid saw Han Xin disregarding her physical condition, she got up rashly and immediately stepped forward to help.

"Childe, this wound has just been treated, how can it be good for you to open the wound again!"

"Oh, somewhere is it so easy to crack." Han Xin gently pushed away the hand of the maid who was supporting him, and looked at Song Daodao, "Holding the great benefactor here, don't come to greet him personally, like words!" ”

Song Daodao didn't dare to mess around, took a step back, and bowed: "Song Daodao to meet Han Gong." ”

"Subordinate Jia Zhuang pays a visit to Han Gong."

Han Xin immediately stepped forward to help Song Daodao: "Mr. Song is not polite, I, Han Xin, am a person who knows how to repay my kindness, Mr. saved my life, if Mr. encountered anything in the past, just tell me Han Xin, as long as I Han Xin can do it, then I will never refuse." ”

"Then thank Han Gong for the truth."

"Sir is gracious."

With that, Han Xin grabbed Song Daodao with one hand and pulled him to the side of the bed.

When the two came to the bed, Han Xin lifted the messy quilt on the bed, pointed to the bed, and said to Song Daodao, "Sir, please take a seat." ”

"Xie Hangong."

After Song Daodao sat down, Han Xin sat next to Song Daodao, glanced at Jia Zhuang who was standing on the side, and said, "Mr. is not just here to visit me this time. ”

"Visiting Han Gong is the first place, but seeing that Han Gong can get out of bed and walk today, then I don't have to worry."

"It's just a small injury, it's not enough to worry about it, and besides, Yan He didn't want my life." Han Xin waved his hand, and he didn't seem to take the injury to heart at all.

"I didn't want to hurt your life! Where did I see Yan targeting you yesterday, where did you come from, and I didn't want to hurt your life? As soon as Han Xin finished saying this, Song Daodao felt that something was wrong, according to what he saw yesterday, these two people were obviously like fire and water, and they didn't want their lives.

Hearing Song Dao's question, Han Xin dispelled three times and explained: "If Yan He really wants to take my life, I am already a dead man, and this is not something that you can stop, sir." ”

Although Song Daodao still didn't figure out the meaning of Han Xin's words and Yan He's true intentions, this at least showed that Song Daodao's previous feeling was right, and Han Xin was a person who could be reasonable.

"Then Han Gong has heard the news that Cao Gong is going to exile Yanhe County Lieutenant to Lingnan." Song Daodao said tentatively.

"I've heard about this, but this matter is the eldest brother's decision, and I can't interfere." Han Xin said as he looked at Jia Zhuang.

It seems that Han Xin has understood that Song Daodao and Jia Zhuang came here this time is the purpose.

"Then does Han Gong know that Gong Cao has appointed Gongshi Tian Zang as the county lieutenant of Shouchun?" Song Daodao asked again.

Han Xin was stunned for a moment, thoughtful.

Seeing Han Xin's reaction, Song Daodao's heart was overjoyed, and he guessed correctly.

Song Daodao had analyzed it before, and it was concluded that yesterday's city gate incident may have been arranged by Cao Jiao.

However, why did Cao Ji arrange for Han Xin to be in charge of the letter, or to put it another way, why did he arrange for Han Xin to go to the city gate to stir up trouble?

Han Xin, as Cao Xin's brother-in-law, is another candidate for the county lieutenant of Shouchun, and it stands to reason that if you want to stir up trouble, you should not arrange a heavyweight like Han Xin to stir up trouble.

Looking back at the results of the City Gate Incident, Yan He was framed, Han Xin was injured, and the position of Shouchun fell into the hands of the unknown Tian Zang, which is the real cleverness of Cao Ji.

No one believes it!

For Cao Ji, Han Xin, like Yan He, has been in Shouchun for many years and has a deep foundation, which can be seen from the fact that Han Xin was injured and so many people came to him to talk to him.

Therefore, Cao Ji did not allow the transfer of military command from one powerful person to another.

The best way is to take advantage of the inherent contradiction between Han Xin and Cao Jiao, so that the snipe and the clam compete for the benefit of the fisherman.

"When did this happen?" Han Xin asked coldly with a calm face.

"Just this morning, Cao Gong personally gave an order, and Jia Zhuang wanted to stop it, but he was kicked out." Song Daodao added oil and vinegar to the side.

"Cao Blame!"