Although the old man is closed, in fact, it is still a little sad to talk about it.

After all, Zhang Wenshan is already in the age of sixties, and the Yizhou generation has long had contradictions. It hasn't been handled well for years. Under the pressure of national contradictions, it has become the current situation.

Zhang Wenshan's departure can be described as a long way to go.

Look at the old man's bold words when he was leaving. Lu Heng absolutely believes that this old man will do what he says. If he really can't do it in his lifetime, then it is estimated that he will die of his life.

Watching Zhang Wenshan's convoy disappear into the ancient road in the morning light. On the side of the ancient road, in the long pavilion, Lu Heng and Wu Ningyuan sighed at the same time.

Lu Heng shook his head and said, "Old Zhang, this can be regarded as a soaring talent." I don't know if we will go to Shu one day, will this old man be coaxed and don't recognize people! ”

Wu Ning nodded approvingly, and said, "From the old man's point of view, this guy Wenshan will definitely pretend not to know us!" ”

After saying this, the two looked at each other, looked up and laughed.

This is just a joke, and the two of them said this in order to dilute this thick sorrow.

However, the effect doesn't seem to be obvious. After Wu Ningyuan finished laughing, he still secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Lu Heng, on the other hand, was sitting in the pavilion, leaning against the pillar, thinking that it was indeed another thing in his head.

In this era, the traffic is so inconvenient. Just going to Sichuan to take up his post will take many months.

How nice it would be if there were airplanes in this era!

Thinking about it, Lu Heng felt that his ideas were a little unreliable.

If you want an airplane, you first have to solve the metallurgical technology, and then you have to work on electromechanical, oil refining, engines, navigation, and so on, and there is a lot of mess.

Solving these problems is equivalent to directly crossing the first and second industrial revolutions and directly engaging in the third scientific and technological revolution.

Thinking of the two industrial revolutions that gathered the wisdom and talents of countless sages, Lu Heng decisively gave up the heavenly nights in his head.

Well, though, if you get a hang glider, it should still be about the same. After all, when I was in middle school, the handicraft class was the first in the school.

With a glider, it's not bad to fly into the sky and see the scenery. In case Jiangning is flooded, he can also rise into the air, and I don't know how many others I will envy.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Lu Heng laughed a little proudly.

……

In the next few days, Lu Heng continued to go to work in the palace every day. When I came back, I was in the yard with a branch in my hand, and from time to time I drew on the ground for a while, and then erased it and re-painted it.

Liu Qingqing looked at her uncle in surprise and was in a daze in the yard. He glanced over curiously, and saw that there seemed to be a wing-like thing painted on the ground, rolled up his skirt, squatted beside Lu Heng, and asked softly, "This, what is it?" ”

Lu Heng held his chin in his hand, thought for a while, and said, "Hang glider, something that can make people fly into the sky!" ”

Uh, slippery ...... What one? Liu Qingqing blinked and looked at Lu Heng, her beautiful eyes full of doubts.

Lu Heng smiled, stood up, made a look of carrying something, and explained with a smile: "Oh, that's it." Put this thing on your back, and then find a higher place to speed down and run down, and the person will fly up with a whoosh! ”

"Well, does Uncle want to learn from those birds?" After listening for a long time, Liu Qingqing finally understood something, pursed her lips and asked with a smile.

"Well, almost, it's just to make a wing that can make yourself fly!" Lu Heng nodded in agreement, and then drew a simple outline on the ground with a tree branch and said, "Oh, that's it!" ”

Liu Qingqing looked at the strange thing painted on the ground, and then looked at Lu Heng's excited appearance, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, glanced at him, and said mercilessly: "Uncle is really whimsical!" ”

Lu Heng: "Uh"

……

Some time after the assassination, the people of Jiangning began to live as usual. And in the roadside tea stalls, the talk about this matter was gradually replaced by the new song at the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Walking down the street, you can often hear some women humming this tune. However, the ladies or ladies of other big families dare not sing in broad daylight and in such a large audience. Most of the people who sing on the street are the proprietress of some small street shops.

Although Jiangning City is as calm as ever, in some places, it is cloudy, and there is a depressing feeling that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

Although I can feel the pressure on the palace. But. Lu Heng still goes to work every morning and goes home every evening as usual.

Every time, you can meet Manager Fang. This chubby undercover agent seems to be quite sophisticated, although he knows some of the inside story of Folding Willow Ji, but he has never found out.

It's just that when he saw Lu Heng, he would first chat, and then hug his fist at Lu Heng, and praise with admiration: "Childe is really a good strategy!" ”

After Lu Heng heard this, he just smiled. Neither admit nor deny. Since the other party knows everything, there is no need for you to pretend that you don't know anything.

It's just that he occasionally teases him, and deliberately says: "Manager Fang is also a good actor!" ”

Hearing Lu Heng say this, Manager Fang was also calm. He generously admits his Ouchi identity. However, when he talks about his identity again, he always looks embarrassed.

From Manager Fang's tone, Lu Heng learned that Fat Fang didn't seem to be favored. Moreover, in recent years, due to the dominance of the An family, it seems to have the momentum of covering the sky with one hand. Mr. Fang, a small agent, even if he knew some Jiangning things and wanted to help a group of royal mansions, he was also suffering from no access and could not reach the Holy Hearing.

Since both sides know each other's identities, it's all nonsense.

Moreover, both sides have a tacit understanding to retain trust in each other, so neither of them poked out the identity of the other party.

Of course, Lu Heng was not interested in the identity of the other party. I didn't even think about these things. But Mr. Fang is ...... I was a little afraid of Lu Heng, especially when I knew that the other party was the mastermind behind the Folding Willow Record, and I was even more afraid of this scholar from the bottom of my heart.

Because, he participated in the whole process of executing the Folding Willow Record. Among them, the punishment of the Su Liu family is extremely domineering. Every time I see this, thinking of the ending of the Su Liu family if things really come to fruition, Manager Fang can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

No wonder, it is often said that the heart of the literati is the blackest.

Regardless of it, they deserve it, and the Su Liu family is unlucky. If you mess with someone badly, you have to provoke him. And he's been bullying people. Aren't you a birthday boy who hangs himself and lives impatiently?

Every time I saw that scholar, he smiled politely and was polite to everyone. Manager Fang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he could play with everyone between applause without moving. This is the real master.

And every time Lu Heng saw Manager Fang's solemn expression, he always felt very funny.

Are you that scary?

There was another thing that made Lu Heng feel quite curious. That's the thing about that assassin.

Ever since that night, little uh had molested the female assassin. The assassin, as if he had disappeared in Jiangning, never appeared again.

Although Lu Heng didn't see the true face of the assassin, he faintly felt in his heart that the assassin should be the girl named Su Yan who sang on stage.

Because, both of them are women, and they are both equipped with stunts.

Well, it seems that the sound is the same.

I remembered that night, after the assassin was teased by himself, in anger, he forgot to hide his voice, and made a delicate voice for a while. The more Lu Heng felt in his heart that his inference was accurate.

The assassin did not appear again, although there was a little regret, but he felt a lot more stable in his heart.

After all, if the other party comes to the door and says that he wants to teach himself a lesson, he is a weak scholar, and there is really no way to resist it.

Thinking about these messy things, when I returned home, it was the evening when it was setting. In the courtyard, Liu Qingqing was bathed in the sunset, and her sweet smile bloomed in an instant, like a fairy.

In August of the fourth year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, it passed so plainly.

The autumn wind swept in September, and the fallen leaves were bleak.

The Qinhuai River is shrouded in a thick fog, and the flower boats on the river look looming. It's like floating in a fairyland of clouds.

The autumn breeze swept and the temperature cooled down significantly. People who traveled changed into autumn shirts.

Lu Heng was the same, and put on a new robe by Liu Qingqing.

Liu Qingqing personally pulled the folds on his clothes for him, and after that, he took two steps back, glanced at Lu Heng quietly, and then frowned again.

She walked up to Lu Heng and carefully picked up a thread on the cuffs. He said softly: "There is still a thread!" ”

So, she lowered her head very seriously, opened her little mouth, and bit off the thread. Then I watched it again and smiled with satisfaction.

So, early this morning, Lu Heng wore this new dress and went to the palace.

On the way, Li Er, who had been waiting, came over in a smug manner after seeing Lu Heng appear, and whispered to Lu Heng: "Childe, yesterday, the eldest lady had already sent someone to send the letter to Tokyo!" It is said that the eldest prince has found a reliable person in the capital who can be sent to the palace! “

After Lu Heng heard this, he just smiled.

For these things, there is no need to be involved in more of them. With Wang Tingzhi's ability, there is also a mention from Manager Fang on the side. This should be able to be executed smoothly.

It's just that after the execution, how big a wave can be made by Oriyanagi can only depend on how the emperor in Tokyo decides.

In the morning light, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, the scholar stood on the bank of the misty river, took a deep breath, turned his head, looked at the north from afar, and thought in his heart.

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One is renewed, and everything is renewed. Happy Chinese New Year, everyone!