He Ge has been following Ke for a long time, how to take care of the library, and how to organize books is also good at learning. He is more good at business than Ke, he has a sweet mouth and always a smile on his face. Many students have come here, and the business of the library has improved a lot. He completely left the library under the care of Hege, and rarely came to the front hall again.

It was rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was dripping for several days, and the mountains were steaming with rain and steam.

On the west hill outside the city, Ke collected the umbrella, leaned the umbrella under the pillars of the pavilion, and patted the water droplets that fell on the dark green clothes. The three people who were originally sitting in the pavilion saw Ke come in, and they all got up respectfully and stepped aside.

"Sit down." Ke sat down at the stone table in the pavilion, waved his hand, and the three of them sat down obediently. "Where has he been?"

"Hui Gongzi, I have already passed Shacheng. There are still three days to go from Futu City. As soon as Ke's words fell, someone answered, and it was a somewhat thin young man who spoke, with deep eyes, thick eyebrows and a high nose, a face different from that of the Han Chinese, and a tattoo on his bare wrist. He unfolded a map and pointed to the location of one of the castles.

"Hmm." Ke tapped his fingers on the table, looking at the map in contemplation, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly. The three people around were also silent.

"How far is Sand City and Garo City apart?" Ke pointed to the picture and asked the young man.

The young man looked at the map, thought for a moment, and replied: "Jialuo City is between Sand City and Futu City, it is closer to Sand City, if you hurry up, you can get there in half a day." ”

Ke nodded, "Okay, then here." Thinking about it, he can't bear the hardships of a fast horse, and with such a distance, the carriage can reach it in one day. He turned to the other person and said, "What happened to the young master of the Yan family?" ”

"Back to Gongzi, Yan Ting, the eldest young master of the Yan family, has always been domineering, and since he was reported for privately withholding money two years ago, he has been at odds with the Xu family. At the beginning of the year, he was punished for buying on the black market, and he was full of resentment. This time, on the way to the cargo, there was no less stumbling block for Xu Dangjia, and the cargo team was not very smooth along the way. ”

Ke nodded peacefully. This Yan Ting was born in a wealthy family in Duancheng, with fine clothes and food since he was a child, and the scenery on his face is infinite, but he is a real straw bag. Rotten gambling nests and prostitutes do everything, and the most unbearable thing for a young master like him is to be instructed. What's more, the one above him is not a serious master. It was easy to provoke his anger.

Ke beckoned, and Fu Zhe, who had been sitting quietly on the side, immediately presented a set of pen and paper. Ke took the pen, thought for a while, and quickly wrote a letter on paper. The font of the book is very different from the Zhou Zheng Xiaokai he is used to. But it's a pair of cursive writing with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

"Xiao Luo, do you know this?" Ke handed the letterhead to the boy.

The young man took it solemnly, and after only one glance, his eyes widened in surprise. "This, this is the handwriting of our second master."

"Exactly." Ke nodded, "You send someone to secretly hand over this letter to Yan Ting, and tell him that your second master is willing to cooperate with him, and cooperate with him to help him eradicate Xu Dangjia, on the condition that the goods escorted this time are opened in 73, and he wants a big head." Yan Ting gambled badly, and owed a foreign debt of 5,000 taels of silver, and he would definitely agree to this deal. When they succeed and the second boss gets the goods, you tell the big boss about it, and you don't have to worry about the rest. ”

"In this way, Yan Ting has his own person who will deal with it, and the second master and the big master are bound to contradict each other, so killing two birds with one stone, the son is really a good strategy."

"Xiao Luo, remember, you must sit in the position of the house." Ke got up and looked at the clouds and mist on the distant mountain, the rain had stopped, the mountain breeze was warm, with a fresh smell of grass, and his heart was happy and open. "In this battle, you have to sacrifice some brothers, so you can arrange their future affairs for my good life."

"Yes."

In the distance, the long birdsong resounded in the sky, and it was a rare day to have such a sunny afternoon. Ke picked up the umbrella, shook off the water droplets on the surface, and walked slowly along the winding mountain road. "The middle yuan is coming, and Manzhu Sawa is opening just right. Let's sacrifice with this. ”

In the pavilion, Xiao Luo sighed with emotion, "I have heard that this Manzhu Sawa is what people often call the flower of the other side, the flower is red and demonic, and the beauty is abnormal. But there are no flowers and leaves, the flowers open and the leaves fail, the leaves grow and the flowers fall, and the flowers and leaves never meet. It is the saddest and most touching flower. Childe wants us to sacrifice with this flower, which shows that Childe can't bear it. ”

Fu Zhe was silent for a long time, looking at the back of the green shirt in the distance, and slowly disappeared into the depths of the green forest. "Xiao Luo, everything should be started as soon as possible, before the Midyear Festival, the son must see the results."