Xiao Zhi said, turned around and returned to the hall, and said to Xue Bilong with a smile: "The governor of Shandong is called Yu Chenglong, and the Qingjiang County Commander is also called Yu Chenglong." Are they a family? ”

Xue Bilong didn't know, Sima Wei, who was in charge of the officials, said: "It's a brother of the same clan." ”

"Interesting." Xiao Zhi smiled and said: "Ming Fa's edict: If you are less than Jackie Chan and promoted to the prefect of Ningbo, Ge Li's book must be strictly refuted!" ”

"I don't understand, do you?" Xiao Zhi saw that everyone was stunned and asked, "I read Ge Li's book last night, and I was so angry that I was helpless. Today, I watched Fang Haozhi's capital preservation again, and Fang was right! According to this case, Qingjiang is trapped by water, and hundreds of thousands of hungry people are trapped in the hungry city. This is called benevolence and purity; Temporarily transfer the imperial court to store grain and help the violent people, which is called loyalty and clarity; Obey the mother's order, resist the power and disorder, this is called filial piety and uprightness; - Such a virtuous mother and a good official, of course, should be praised, and it is really stupid and mediocre and corrupt! Xiao Zhi was silent for a long time, sighed and said: "It will be sunny after a long rain, so the sky will be sunny soon!" At this time, it is sunny, and this year's autumn grain has fallen. ”

Xiao Zhi is looking forward to the sunny sky, but some people are cursing the sunny sky. He is Liu Zhi, the leader of the Zhong Daxian Sect, who gathered people to rebel in Qidu in the twelfth year of Xiao Zhi's twelfth year, and fled in defeat. He had been hiding for five years in the Tianwang Temple in Congzun Town, north of Handan City. More than 200 lives in exchange for him to go out of Qi alone, originally hoping to get the help of that gentleman, and then work with the Qi country, but so far the long-cherished wish is difficult to repay, the bitterness, anger, and hatred in his heart burned him bald like fire, so he simply bought a lot of money to leave home.

To the east is the famous Huangliang Dream Town, whenever the sun rises, you can see the mist between the heavy eaves of the dangerous building of the Huangliang Dream Temple on the temple steps. Whether it is Cong Mound or Huangliang Meng, both names are extremely unlucky for him, but Liu Zhi doesn't care. First, the incense halls operated in Zhili and Shandong had been completely wiped out, and he was unwilling to go into Weishan Lake to join the water bandit Liu Tiecheng, and that gentleman never gave any orders or instructions.2 Second, he felt that the name of the place could remind him from time to time, a bit like a thorny flower, as long as he reached out to touch it, it would prick blood, evoking his memories of the sad past.

He only "traveled" in the Tianshan Mountains last month, and after returning from a journey of thousands of miles in the Western Regions, the fatigue in his body has gradually disappeared. In this densely populated place in the Central Plains, people call him "Golden Monk", and no one would have imagined that this unsightly monk had once been the chief of the "Zhong Daxian" incense hall with 2 million disciples and was still a "terrorist" strictly arrested by the Qi State.

At this moment, having entered the shift, Monk Jin sat on the stone steps in front of the temple, staring blankly at the night sky after the rain, and secretly hated: Why don't you rain for three years in a row day and night, and there will be a flood world again, the land of Kyushu will sink, and the world will be turned upside down? Even if you drown, you are willing to eat! What he had was silver money, which was buried two hundred steps west of the temple, and now it was encircled under the old mulberry tree in the back garden of the famous local mother-in-law Han Liu. It was the 600,000 taels that the gentleman allocated to him that year, and it was robbed in its original form and buried to a depth of eight feet. He also had weapons, and at the bottom of the stairs was a stone storehouse, in addition to thousands of swords, spears, swords, halberds, and a well-made musket, which was given by Zakharov, the envoy of the Rakshasa Kingdom, in the Western Regions. It turned out that the two novices who guarded the library for him, in order to let them never leak secrets, had gradually "died" of illness two years ago.

Monk Jin stared at the "Ziwei" constellation a little blankly: There are really many wonders in the world! The "Three Dynasties" led by Xu Jie, with millions of people, once rampant in eleven provinces, collapsed within five years, and turned into ashes, what kind of spell did Xiao Zhi use to win people's hearts so quickly? He stroked the cold stone steps, and remembered the musket in the stone vault, and the secret conversation with Geldan in the Western Regions five months ago came to life in front of him......

"Liu Sheng," the bucket-like Zakharov was dressed in a snow-white gown, a pinch of Cossack mustache on his fair face was cocked with a faint light, "as you know, in front of you, is the messenger of the Later Han." Goreini and I had the honor of knowing him in Chahar – I remind you again. Chance, well, chance is just and cruel to anyone. The southern part of Qi is still in chaos. On behalf of the Later Han Dynasty, Lord Liu Zhi marched south, and your shame will all disappear, this is the only chance—the only one, understand? "He speaks Chinese and Mongolian very beautifully, and he doesn't need a translator at all.

Liu Sheng looked to be only in his thirties, and under his fur hat was an angular rectangular face. He listened quietly, and after a while, he said carefully, "Thank you, Mr. Merchant, for reminding me again." You are so smart and wise, I am sure that we will have more transactions and will not treat you badly. But what I can't understand is why, after the defeat of the Battle of Mucheng, your army actually accepted the coercion of Wu Haoze, the commander of Mukden, and intercepted back the 700 muskets that had been promised to be supplied to me? To tell you the truth, I believe that your court does not believe you. I also have no intention of competing with the Qi State in the Central Plains, I just want to establish my country and give my brother a space to live. Although the rebellion of the three tribes in Chechnya was pacified, our strength also suffered a great loss, and the Later Han Dynasty was even more hesitant and refused to cooperate, so it was only a luxury to march to the Central Plains. ”

Zakharov calmly waited for him to finish, stared and thought about it, and suddenly smiled "poof" and said: "Liu Sheng, don't tell lies in front of real people. Since you don't want to conquer the Central Plains, why did you send so many people to pretend to be refugees to collect military intelligence in Shaanxi, Shanxi, Zhili and other places? As for the matter of the musket, we cannot but be diplomatically perfunctory, and, you know, it was in the middle of July, and the government in our country has now changed......"

Speaking of this, a rather gorgeous woman came over with three cups of milk tea on a silver plate, and while placing the guests, she smiled at Liu Sheng and said, "The eagle also has a full time?" I heard Zakharov right, this Lord Liu Zhi—" she smiled charmingly at Monk Jin, "with him as your guide, the eagles of the steppe will not get lost in the sky over the Yellow River." ”

"Thank you, girl." Monk Jin returned the salute, picked up the milk tea, although he felt fishy, he still drank it in one go, cleared his throat and said, "I've talked a lot with Liu Sheng, if you don't want to take risks, this is a helpless thing." I'm just here to avenge my father's vengeance. I've long been reluctant to be rich or prosperous. Yesterday, Liu Sheng said give me money, and to say Meng Lang's words, contemptible people are not short of silver. In that case, I'll be there tomorrow. ”

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