In the north city of Heyang in Mengzhou (now Jiaozuo City, Henan Province), Zhuge Shuang was made by the thin appearance, white hair, and narrow eyebrows and eyes.

I saw a group of light sara skirts, delicate as flowers, and the waist like a soft willow, dancing girls, swaying gracefully, co-authoring the instrumental music "Yan Xingle" with the meaning of Hu Tianfeixue, and the big sleeves, skirts and lotus arms and fragrant shoulders flying in the court, which had already attracted most of the guests, staff, generals and subordinates present, and couldn't turn their eyes.

And this group of dancing girls, along with Leban, is one of the follow-up trophies he obtained after defeating Wei Bo Han Jian this time. Originally, it was given to Han Jian by Lu Long and Li Keju, and then after the new Empress Le Yanzhen successfully killed the commander and seized power, it was transferred to Zhuge Shuang's hands as one of the additions to the follow-up peace.

Of course, the real key is not these female musicians, but the envoys from Weibo Town, who have suffered a great loss of strength, as well as their respective representatives from Li Keju, the envoy of the Pinglu Jiedu, and Wang Jingchong, the envoy of the Chengde Jiedu, who are also sitting at both ends of the banquet at this moment, watching this scene with unchanged faces or indifferent.

Of course, the purpose of their trip is not only to seek peace and support for Weibo Town, but also to continue to win over Heyang Town, where Zhuge Shuang is located, to join the Heshuo Lianhengzhong District, which was originally known as the three-legged tripod, and to become a new quadrangular alliance that continues to fight against the imperial court.

After all, they all nominally belonged to the Great Qi New Dynasty in Chang'an City, and they could be regarded as standing in the same camp. But Zhuge Shuang didn't want to agree so easily. Although he knew that he was under the jurisdiction of Heyang, the three cities, the five counties (which later set up Mengzhou) and the two prefectures of Huai and Wei were almost exhausted.

But the longer the threat of the Heyang army dragged on, the more unbearable it became for Weibo Town, which had just changed hands; And Cheng Dejun and Lu Longjun, who also invoked to help and gain momentum, are also not good men and women.

If Wei Bozhen's own internal strife continues and there is a flaw to take advantage of, I am afraid that the so-called former alliance will become one of the evil wolves of many Wei divisions. But if you really want to come this far, it is not in the interests of Zhuge Shuang.

In the four-cornered game of Heyang, Weibo, Chengde, and Lu Long, the Heyang Army is undoubtedly the weakest one, and it does not have enough spare strength to covet the huge Wei Bo's hometown. Once Wei Bo doesn't exist, he will definitely not be the one who will get the most benefits, but will have to live next to the two strong towns of Chengde and Lulong.

Therefore, on the basis of preserving the buffer of Weibo Town, he must maximize the corresponding benefits. For example, most of Xiangzhou, which is already under control, is also the ultimate bottom line with which he is willing to negotiate and negotiate.

It's just that at this time, Zhuge Shuang and his strategist Gu Cunyi, who had just returned from Chang'an, were discussing another matter.

"Why should the Lord make contact with the thief of the peace? Don't you hear that this generation acts, whether it is Chang'an or the imperial court, they are deeply taboo. ”

Gu Cunyi, who was playing with the wine glass, asked,

"That's why there is such a way."

Zhuge Shuang sighed thoughtfully.

"For example, the situation today is chaotic and unclear, the court is weak, and the grass thief has a strong atmosphere; Therefore, those who wear armor in their hands will no longer be satisfied with the present; The three towns of Heshuo are just the first to open people. ”

"Although he is not talented, he also wants to protect the land of the people, which is also the foundation of wealth and fame. It's just that most of the northern land is now ruined and the famine has never ended, but I am afraid that it will not be long before the official army, the feudal town, the grass army, and the Hao surname in various places will attack and invade each other for the sake of survival. ”

"Only the three rivers in Jiannan and the Taiping thieves in Jinghu and Liangling are still able to be peaceful and reunited for a while, and they also have the spare strength to help and exchange with other people; You say I don't look for him, who can I look for? Could it be that he went to Huainan to find the minister of the country who intercepted the wealth of the southeast, but was bent on cultivating immortals and did not show up at all? ”

"As for the thieves who have always cruelly abused the Hao family, hated the officials of the old dynasty, and humiliated the notoriety of treating the scholars slowly; But what does it have to do with me? His generation is still in the land of Shannan and Jinghu Lake, which is beyond the reach of the whip, can he still come to the land of my Hebei. The friendship I want is just a source of food for emergency relief in the future. ”

"The lord is far-sighted, benevolent and virtuous, and he is ashamed of my generation. May I congratulate the Lord for his great cause."

Gu Cunyi immediately raised his glass and saluted.

His abrupt action also infected and affected a large number of people in the left, and they all raised their glasses and said:

"I wish to congratulate you for the great cause."

- I'm the dividing line -

In Jinguan City, the sky gradually darkened, but there was still a lot of noise and noise in the search.

When Tian Lingzi opened his swollen eyes again, he only felt dizzy and dizzy, and his vision was extremely blurred, and his mouth and nose were full of fishy smell; Half of his body was swollen and painful, and one leg was simply unconscious. This is the consequence and price of risking death to jump from the high platform behind the Xuanying Tower.

Although several people had been pushed down, the height of several zhang still made him spit blood on the spot in the mud-covered ditch, broke three well-maintained teeth, and completely broke one of his calves, but at least he was still alive anyway.

Of course, if he couldn't make up his mind to jump in time, the guards in the Xuanying Tower, who had become hesitant and highly nervous under the all-out attack from outside, might soon help him make a "decision".

In his memory, the last time he was so embarrassed was when the boy was sold into the palace; Because he was ostracized by his companions, he was stripped of his clothes by his father-in-law, and he was dipped in water and beaten to death in the winter.

He died of pain on the spot, and then he was injured and had a fever and lay down for three days and three nights, when everyone else brought reed mats and wanted to roll his body out, so as not to have an epidemic in the palace.

As a result, he climbed up like a corpse, scared the people around him a lot, and only then did he pick up a life. After this incident, he was also blessed with a complete realization of his soul; From then on, he smiled at everyone he met, and hid his thoughts with a kind smile.

Then, he did everything he could to make friends and curry favor with those who could help and facilitate him, including deliberately designing and framing the same batch of little yellow doors who had helped him when he was injured, as a credit for his own climb.

In the end, he was valued by the adoptive father who managed Wufang Xiao'er, and became one of the more than a dozen candidates for the false son, and began to use the deeds of his ancestors such as Gao Lishi, Li Fuguo, Yu Chaoen, Cheng Yuanzhen, and Qiu Shiliang as idols to seek the authority of the Venerable Master in the palace.

When his adoptive father, Yosuke Ta, died in the "sickness" of his affectionate medicine service, he not only received his adoptive father's palace house and private savings, but also inherited the ministry of the pony, which provided mounts for the ladies and children of the palace.

Then, here he also ushered in the lucky star of his fate, a prince who was idle to the point of inconspicuousness. So she served the other party with all her might, sparing no effort to please and meet all requests as much as possible; even did not hesitate to sell his own pockets to subsidize.

It is the so-called inseparable eating and sleeping together, and at night it is necessary to comfort and comfort over and over again, encouraging this little ancestor who has a somewhat impatient temperament. It's like a mix of elders, brothers, and partners.,It quickly fills the emptiness of the young prince's heart.。

Years later, the opportunity he had been waiting for came. He got the opportunity to be quiet in front of the high-ranking "four nobles" Liu Xingshen with heavy bribes, and then took the opportunity of supporting the merit to move another "four noble" Han Wenyue;

In the end, he killed the elder princes Li Ji, the king of Shu, and Li Kan, the king of Xian, on various charges and methods, and sent his lucky star to that noble throne. So, he also ushered in the peak of his life.

Liu Xingshen, who was born in a family of eunuchs, died of depression at home, and Han Wenyue also "died of illness" on the road to exile in Zhenzhou, and finally even Ximen Sigong, the Dingding boss who spanned the three dynasties, was forced to go to guard Jianling.

It was also the period when he and the young Holy Lord were the most intimate and close to each other. Now that I think about it, they are not so much like kings and ministers, but as close as family members.

However, there was also a day when the family disliked each other and disliked each other, not to mention that he and the Holy Lord were just a bunch of special master and servants, when did this rift and suspicion begin? He struggled to echo bits and pieces in his head.

Maybe it started by persuading the Holy Lord to go to Chang'an alone at the moment when the enemy was present. Although the scenery of Shu is good, he also tries his best to dedicate it, but after all, it is different from everything he is familiar with in Chang'an City.

Of course, if the world had the opportunity to let him choose again, he would still make the same decision. Because he can't take the risk of his own life. Not even the slightest risk. He only felt that he was slacking off and neglecting too much.

Although he swore that he would bear all the glory and disgrace of this time, it would be enough for the Holy Lord to have fun like a child. But I didn't expect that the childish children would eventually grow up and begin to have their own ideas. And he didn't find the clues of this countercurrent around him in time.

Then he became worried and anxious again, and was outside the city to appease and dispatch Chen Jingxuan, the younger brother of those Qiang soldiers. He knew that his brother was very mediocre and inferior in terms of talent, strength, and immediacy means. The only advantage is that it is obedient enough.

Now, when the Holy Lord is already suspicious and disgusted with himself, only Chen Jingxuan, who happens to be in control of the people in the outer military camp, can become his turning point and life-saving straw.

However, since Zhou Bao, including Zhou Bao, the left and right protectors, had already torn their faces and openly acted in the middle of Xingzai, how could they easily let this one go. He couldn't help but be a little pessimistic and disappointed about this. I'm afraid that the other party who doesn't have any heart and eyes and the city government will be easily deceived by an edict.

Tian Lingzi thought about it while looking at the environment around him again.

The baskets and bags that obscure most of the vision, and the spicy smell mixed with the rot of old thoughts scattered in the air, this is one of the material rooms where he hides in the Shangshan Bureau, which is specially used to stack dogwood, ginger, green onions, garlic balls and other flavors.

Therefore, except for the small yellow gate of a few miscellaneous envoys, no one wants to enter it. Now it has become the best shelter for Tian Lingzi in this desperate situation.

But the funny thing is that all the arrangements and means he usually left behind have not come in handy; Or maybe he couldn't be sure how many people in his house were reliable, or didn't have the idea of replacing him.

Therefore, in the end, it was only a small yellow door in the dining room that helped him in the dining room and risked hiding him at the critical moment. Then the humble and fearful face of the little yellow door appeared in front of him.

"Grand Duke, are you okay with old age; The little one took some ready-made cakes from the meal, and let me eat a little or two. ”

"Okay, what a good boy, this is the case, you are my adopted child, everything will be yours in a hundred years"

At this life-and-death juncture, the continuous pain in his body and the feeling of hunger that he had not felt for a long time made Tian Lingzi's mind, which was originally blunted by glory, wealth, pampering, and superiority, become extremely sober and wise.

Although it is only a steamed hu cake (sesame cake) that has been left to cool for a long time, it has not yet been eaten with soup and wine; But Tian Lingzi was still desperate to catch it, and he was satisfied with his mouth full of scum. At least compared to the soup and wine that Ruyi was drugged, this cold cake can't be used in a short time.

Then after Tian Lingzi had eaten seven or eight points, the little yellow man continued:

"Xing Zai is still searching around, and it is said that several artifacts of the Holy Lord are missing, and they have to dig three feet into the ground to find them."

Hearing this, Tian Lingzi couldn't help but feel a little more relieved. This also means that the other party does not dare to openly search and ask for the crime, which means that these counter-current people have not yet grasped the situation in the city, or are only limited to walking, for fear of alarming other parties and creating more variables.

Thinking of this, he said to this little yellow door more and more kindly:

"Good boy, is there a cart for dumping waste in the kitchen?"

"Yes, they are just afraid that they will not be able to travel far, so they can only fall into the nearby horizontal canal and wash away."

Xiao Huangmen hurriedly responded.

"That's enough."

Hearing this, Tian Lingzi became more and more relieved.

Not long ago, near the Broken Dragon Pool in the northern suburbs of Chengdu, Chen Jingxuan, the commander of the Xichuan Festival, and his party, who were called to the Xishan Villa, had just passed by here and encountered a small group of Qiang soldiers who were blocking the road and robbing.

When the Hu Congya soldiers easily slashed and dispersed this group of Qiang soldiers who stood in the way; The summoned messenger beside Chen Jingxuan also became more and more impatient, and kept urging him to continue to speed up his pace, so as not to make the Son of Heaven wait for a long time.

At this time, the direction of the road was raising the smoke and dust of the galloping horses, and as a summoning messenger, he couldn't help but change his face slightly, and beads of sweat began to emerge from his forehead.