Hu Buxian's eyelids blinked, and there were green tendons flashing on his forehead, jumping suddenly.

He is a person who is used to doing dark things, his psychological quality is extremely calm, he has human blood on his hands, and he has stepped on people's heads under his feet.

But the eldest grandson Hong said this openly, with a smile on his face, obviously vicious like a jackal in his heart, and his tone revealed the meaning that Lao Tzu wanted to kill you, but he was calm as if he was talking about someone else's business, as if it had nothing to do with Hu Buxian.

"You see, if I do that, what will happen to you? With the certification, it is easier to have physical evidence, just dig two pits in your home, put something with the mark of the Southern Tang Dynasty in it, and bury it well, you can't find it yourself, but the officers and soldiers who raided the house will definitely find it. In this way, the human and material evidence are all there, you say, the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military, as well as the official family, believe it or not? ”

Changsun Hong spread his hands and shrugged: "Whether they believe it or not, I will definitely believe it." ”

His face was innocent, his expression was calm, but Hu Buxian wanted to pounce on him and kill him alive.

"It's trying to blackmail me." Hu Buxian lowered his voice and said fiercely: "You know that I will come again, this set of rhetoric has been prepared for a long time, just wait for me to come to the door to bite the hook!" ”

"Bingo!" Eldest Sun Hong gave a thumbs up: "It's worthy of being a spy, I understand it so quickly." ”

You put it so thoroughly, I don't understand it's a pig!

Hu Buxian slapped the stone table, with a hideous face, to be honest, he thought about punching it over, directly coming hard, and putting down the young man sitting opposite and killing him, but he didn't dare.

Let's not talk about the man holding the knife standing a few steps away, let's just say that Changsun Hong himself, with a solid skeleton, long hands and long feet, at a glance, he knows that he is a murderer who slashes people with a knife all the year round, although he is good at fists and feet, but he must not let go of the other party within one or two moves, once he misses, I don't know how many masters peep in the Gusu Post House here, Hu Buxian can't get out alive.

"Lord Eldest Sun, I was just entrusted by someone to make a deal with you and make some money, I have no other strengths, and I don't have any great skills, and my official position is only six grades. You tied me to your boat, what the picture? Holding his breath, Hu Buxian said in a deep voice.

"Where, where is it, Master Hu is too modest." Changsun Hong has been looking at Hu Buxian's expression with interest, full of interest, as if he is observing what the other party will react, when the anger in Hu Buxian's eyes dissipated, the clenched hand slowly let go, and he obviously recovered his composure from the edge of nervousness, he showed a relieved smile.

"Just because you have just been able to forcibly suppress the panic and anger in your heart, regain your composure in a short period of time, and ask questions calmly, this quality is worthy of my friendship."

Hu Buxian sneered: "Lord Eldest Sun will talk about the theme." ”

"Okay, you don't need a hammer to sound the drum, and the Ming people don't talk darkly. I'll just say it bluntly, I want Master Hu to follow me to do things! Changsun Hong also slapped the stone table and said categorically.

Hu Buxian frowned and smiled dumbly: "Lord Eldest Sun is joking, right?" I'm a courtier of the Great Song Dynasty, do you want me to be careful for Dali here? ”

He shook his head again and again: "You have to look for a detailed work, there are many idlers outside, why should the eldest grandson spend so many twists and turns, spend hundreds of dollars, and there will be countless people to help you inquire about the news." ”

"None of the news I wanted, what I wanted, they couldn't find out." Changsun Hong looked into his eyes: "I want to know the military situation of the Great Song Dynasty court every day, I want to know the location where the Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army is stationed every day, the arrangement of military strength, the transportation of grain and grass, and I also want to know what is being discussed in the court every day, what the official family meets with those people every day and what they say, as well as the information collected by your Imperial City Division scattered throughout the country, and also, you must also have detailed arrangements on the Mongolian side, right?" If I send a message back, I'll want a copy too. ”

Every time he said a word, Hu Buxian's face turned white, and when he finished speaking, under Hu Buxian's buttocks, it seemed that countless needles were suddenly put down, pointing upwards, making him stand up suddenly.

"It's ridiculous!" Hu Buxian couldn't hide the shock in his heart this time, and roared with his eyes puffed out: "What are you going to do?" To rebel...... Oh no, are you going to attack the Great Song? ”

The sweat on his back soaked his clothes.

"Calm down, I was just complimenting you for your composure." The eldest grandson beckoned, full of indifference: "I am from the Song Dynasty, how can I fight the Great Song Dynasty?" Dali's national soldiers are only tens of thousands, and the Great Song Dynasty can crush Dali with a blow, how can I move this thought? ”

"But, which of the ones you just mentioned is not for rebellion?" Hu Buxian said excitedly, waving his arms: "Moreover, many of them are military affairs, which are under the control of the Privy Council, and the Imperial City Department has no authority, so it is inconvenient to ask." ”

"As long as you have the heart, it's easy to ask." The eldest grandson Hong clapped his hands as he spoke, and a barbarian came out of the room, holding a large box with difficulty.

Changsun Hong pointed at Hu Buxian's feet: "Put it there." ”

The barbarian did as he was told, and then bowed and retreated.

Hu Buxian looked at the soles of his feet, rolled his eyelids and glanced at Changsun Hong again.

"There's gold in it, it's a deposit." Changsun Hong said simply, his tone was still flat: "If Lord Hu is willing to help me, I will receive a lot of money every month in the future." ”

"Open it and take a look." He pointed to the box, his eyes sharpened, the smile disappeared, and his body exuded an aura that could not be refused.

Hu Buxian raised his head, looked at Changsun Hong, his face was red and white, he raised his head, took a step back, and glanced at Kowloon Angde who was standing in the corner.

Jiulong pinched the hilt of the knife indifferently, his whole body was full of strength, and a pair of eyes fell on Hu Buxian's body like a knife, like a leopard staring at its prey.

There was silence in the small courtyard, one person was sitting, two were standing, and no one moved like the sculpture.

The wind swept over the tiles, and it was a little cold.

On the osmanthus tree, a yellowed dead leaf slowly fell, swung a few times in the breeze, and landed on the stone table, making a gentle sound.

An unknown bird chirped in the courtyard next door, and beyond several walls, someone was sprinkling and sweeping, and the broom scraped on the bluestone floor, which could be heard clearly.

There are sounds all around, but this courtyard is so quiet that it makes people mad.

Hu Buxian's sweat, big and big, rolled down, ran down his cheeks, dripped to the ground, and snapped into several petals.

His hands, hidden in his sleeves, were shaking.

The box was at his feet, and once it was opened, he didn't dare to think about the way forward. When he thought about it, he was scared.

Where to go and how to choose.

"Lord Eldest Sun, what exactly do you want to do?" For a long time, Hu Buxian gritted his teeth, looked at Changsun Hong in a trembling voice and asked: "You are the prince of Dali, one person is above ten thousand people, what else do you need?" Is it only the monarch of the Great Song Dynasty that you can look at? ”

Changsun Hong didn't smile or answer, his face was full of solemnity, one hand gently knocked on the table, his eyebrows raised, his eyes narrowed, and the pupils in the slits of his eyes radiated the essence of the Dao.

(End of chapter)