"How old is this person?"

"Not in your early twenties. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Is it a scholarly family?"

"No, it can only be regarded as a motivated offspring."

The two asked and answered, and Huaijinnan also had a general understanding of the people behind this painting and calligraphy, and Huaijinnan was able to sit firmly in the position of the governor of Jiangnan, relying on the advice of a group of staff behind him. And he understands better that Hanshi will always be easier to win over and control than the gate valve aristocracy, and in recent years, he has taken root and developed in Liangzhejiang Road, although on the surface he maintains the interests of the gate valve family, but standing behind Huaijinnan, it is a Hanmen group.

He gave a chance to these talented scholars who had no way to serve the country, and they had no choice but to stand behind them.

Although the Guangling Navy Master has a scheming staff like Pei Chaoyang, he lacks a staff member with beautiful calligraphy and handwriting to write a chapter for the Bianliang Imperial Court. After Huai Jinnan saw this calligraphy and painting, he fell in love with talent. After hearing Song Guanzi say that this person was surnamed Chen, he said with some regret, "Next time Song Guanzi meets this person again, please help me say hello to him, and say that if he is interested, Guangling Sailor will leave him a staff position." ”

Song Guanzi saw that the other party didn't understand what he was saying, so he didn't break this layer of window paper, since Huaijinnan didn't know that this calligraphy and painting was made by Chen Zhongqing, let him go, anyway, it was just a harmless little misunderstanding.

Huai Jinnan, who was dressed as an ordinary person, stepped out of the calligraphy and painting shop that exuded the fragrance of paper and ink, and walked towards the temporary residence in Hangzhou with the calligraphy and painting he had just bought, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and the step with his left foot paused.

"Surnamed Chen?"

Huai Jinnan repeated what Song Guanzi said just now, and the first face that came to mind was the expression of the Liangzhejiang Road Passage Slightly calming as before, as well as the means of this bastard who had been competing with each other everywhere for so many years in Liangzhejiang Road. Thinking of the unpleasant experience, Huai Jinnan took a sip disdainfully, shook his head and signaled that he was thinking too much.

The guys in Bianliang are busy with the ups and downs of the sea to gain fame, how can they write calligraphy fonts that can only be tempered after ten or eight years of painstaking training. Seeing words is like seeing people, if the other party

Huaijin walked south to the house where he settled, and specially ran from Guangling to Hangzhou It was also a sentence piggyback from the cardinal's department, and the nine thousand years old specially separated the Song officials from the imperial court and sent him to Hangzhou to encircle and suppress a group of dead soldiers from the Liao State.

On the surface, it seems that Song Guanzi escaped the impact and implication brought about by the Bianliang coup, but in fact, it was a plan for the Sable Temple to divert the tiger from the mountain, as long as the Song Guanzi was not in Bianliang, there would be no substantial threat to him, as for the emperor to let Ye Guozhu return, as long as it does not affect the Northern Expedition and does not shake the Sable Temple's right to speak in the imperial court, everything is easy to say.

"These old foxes, all of them are human spirits."

Huaijinnan sighed, originally he just wanted to hold the Guangling Sailor and the Wushu Battalion in his hands, and be a powerful and blessed soil emperor in Liangzhejiang Road, who knew that the immortal fight in Bianliang gradually affected his own small temple and little Buddha, Huaijinnan had a hunch that Liangzhejiang Road was the forefront of the game of several major forces in the imperial court, and the situation was afraid that it would become more and more chaotic.

Seven days later, rumors began to spread in Hangzhou. It is rumored that Ye Huangchao, a veteran of the Three Dynasties and one of the pillars of the Six Kingdoms of the Southern Jin Dynasty, now lives in Hangzhou City, and is ready to plan to re-enter the imperial court and plan the Northern Expedition. The first to spread the word was Wei Nanlu, the prefect of Hangzhou, and the speeches of the officials were always more convincing than the country gossip, and for a while, the restaurants and tea shops, wherever the literati who cared about the affairs of the world gathered, could hear the discussion about Ye Guozhu.

Chen Zhongqing sat in the restaurant, ordered some pastries, and asked for a pot of hairy tips. Sitting at the window and enjoying the scenery of Hangzhou City, the news about Ye Guozhu in Hangzhou City spread overnight, this court minister, the old man who was an official to the first grade of the Taishi is an example and pride of the entire Southern Jin Dynasty scholars.

Although he couldn't associate the kind-eyed old man in Changting with the important ministers of the court in front of him, after a few days of hearing and seeing, Chen Zhongqing realized how heavy the weight of Ye Huangchao's three words was.

Picking up the teacup and tasting the fragrant tea, Chen Zhongqing suddenly heard the person at the next table bring himself when he was talking, and he couldn't help but stop his movements and hold his breath to concentrate, wanting to hear what he was saying clearly.

"I heard that there is a young man in Hangzhou City who makes Ye Guozhu very interested, and he is already regarded as a proud protégé. Even after preparing to make a comeback to Bianliang, he will personally bring him into the imperial court to pave the way for this young offspring to build momentum! ”

The other man's tone was a little skeptical, and he said casually, "So powerful? Which descendant can get the true biography of Ye Guozhu's hand? Could it be that there is still such a big man hidden in our Hangzhou City? Or is it a rumor? Now the news of Guozhu's comeback is boiling, which has aroused the curiosity of the entire Hangzhou city. ”

The third person glanced at him with disdain and said, "Hey, who else is the Sanding Jia of the Hangzhou Word Review Association, Chen Zhongqing, who killed the young master of the Qin family!" ”

The person who was originally suspicious also changed his face instantly, and said in a low voice, "Huh? Hangzhou's great talent? Is it the younger brother of the Liangzhejiang Road Envoy? Why did Ye Guozhu fall in love with this person? ”

"Shhh, be quiet, maybe the one surnamed Chen is in this restaurant. People's family backgrounds, talents, and means are all there, who do you say you don't promote him? ”

When Chen Zhongqing heard this, his hand shook unsteadily, and he almost spilled the hot tea in his hand.

The commotion was a bit loud, and the people at the next table specially forgot a few glances here, and saw that they were just ordinary dressed scholars, so they didn't pay attention to themselves.

Fortunately, he has always kept a low profile in Hangzhou, and he has never combined with party friends, so he didn't recognize himself, Chen Zhongqing hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, tried to calm himself down first, and tried to connect the only clues in his mind.

Song Guanzi's layout, Ye Huangchao's message, and the mysterious Hu Shang, he hasn't figured out what kind of conspiracy there is between these people, it seems that it is necessary to find Song Qingzhao to ask the truth.

Originally, he didn't want to get involved in these people's, but now it seems that he wants to stay out of it, it's all a fool's dream.

"Little Er, check out."

Throwing down a few strings of copper coins, Chen Zhongqing picked up two tubes wrapped in black cotton cloth at his feet, and walked out of the restaurant in the direction of Tsing Yi Lane.

When he was halfway across the stone bridge, he glanced at the canopy boats that passed under the bridge, and the swarthy and sturdy fisherman was shirtless, holding the artemisia through the hole.

A flash of inspiration.

"I thought about it."

Chen Zhongqing said in a lost voice.

At first, he didn't understand why Hu Shang went south and went deep into Jiangnan, but in the past few days, the news of Ye Guozhu's payment has become more and more intense, and he is afraid that it has attracted the attention of those Hu merchants. The most likely outcome is that these people are all Northern Liao assassins in disguise, the purpose of which is to prevent Ye Huangchao's comeback!

In this way, all the clues have been straightened out, why did Ye Guozhu just leave on the front foot, and a strategist Song Qingzhao came on the back foot to open a shop in Hangzhou, I am afraid that the other party is forming a spider web, waiting for this group of assassin scouts from Northern Liao to throw themselves into the net.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhongqing quickened his pace and walked in the direction of Tsing Yi Lane, mentioning that he must have done it on purpose, Song Qingzhao quietly and silently pulled himself into the game, I am afraid that there is a deeper conspiracy behind it.

Trapped in injustice, but unable to get out, is this the subtlety of Song Guanzi's layout?

The scorching heat of June even the cicadas have died down, the wicker is hanging weakly by the river, and the pedestrians are sweating like rain.

However, Chen Zhongqing had a fine cold sweat on his forehead at this time, and his soaked palms subconsciously clenched the blue cotton strips, and when he was about to walk to the door of the lane, the tea shop on the side of the road was close to a table on the railing, and he happened to see a familiar white robe.

Song Qingzhao looked at this, and panic surged from his heart as if he was facing a great enemy.

Song Guanzi, who smiled slightly, beckoned to him and motioned to sit down and have a drink.

"Did you smile when you succeeded?"

Chen Zhongqing took a deep breath and walked over to him.