Plans under Chang'an City (3)

Following the direction of Xiao Er Tang Rui's finger, Zhuge Qiao looked sideways; A courtyard hidden from the bustle of the city stood in front of me, and this courtyard did not have the ornate decorations like the rest of the courtyards in the city, nor the noisy dazzle, nor the servants standing at the outer gate, but only the green trees and the strong grass in front of the door, all proving that there seemed to be very little traffic here.

This also made Zhuge Qiao believe that Xiao Er Tang Rui, the courtyard just mentioned had a high-ranking official, but that person was definitely not prominent, but he was a noble; The owner who can temporarily live in this courtyard must have returned to tranquility and tranquility, but at this time, this quiet courtyard was taken out for sale, and after things were wrong, there was no value here.

"The master is at home," Zhuge Qiao turned his head to Xiao Er Tang Rui and asked.

"Hui Gongzi, the master should not be there, the master of this house has moved to the center of the city, and there should be a guard servant inside; I'll take my son in first, and if I have the heart, it's not too late to inform the master's house! Little Second Tang Rui didn't even think about it, and replied casually.

Zhuge Qiao didn't answer, but he was just curious about this courtyard, if there was such a home in the troubled times, I don't know how many people would only present such a scene in their dreams; However, some people don't cherish it, or maybe he doesn't know that the calm Chang'an City has been up and down at this time, and the peace of this moment is about to disappear, and the horn of war will sound in every corner of Chang'an City, and the only people left are those who are enslaved by the war, and those who are fighting around Chang'an City.

"Uncle Jin, come out quickly, there's a guest coming!" Xiao Er Tang Rui hurriedly came to the gate of the courtyard, seemed to be familiar with the people in the courtyard, and shouted towards the courtyard.

Tang Rui's voice was far away in this slightly quiet courtyard, and the courtyard also sounded the chaotic footsteps of the servants, and he rushed to the door longingly.

There were two people who went out, a man who was nearly middle-aged and a domestic servant dressed as a servant followed behind, their eyebrows revealing their expectations for Zhuge Qiao, the buyer, and their two eyes stared at Zhuge Qiao in a daze, as if a pack of wolves were searching for their own meat targets.

"Tang Rui, don't introduce the name of the son!" The middle-aged man asked Tang Rui, with a hint of complaint on his face, but his eyes revealed his appreciation for Tang Rui.

Tang Rui looked at Zhuge Qiao with an innocent face, and then remembered that he didn't know the name of the person in front of him.

"In the next, the surname is Lan Mingsheng and the word Huaike." Zhuge Qiao responded; I had already thought about it before I came back, and continued to use the name I used to assassinate Meng Da in Xiangyang City, which seemed to carry the symbol of turning evil into good fortune.

"It turned out to be Lan Gongzi, in Xia Wang Jin, fortunately I will be lucky!" The middle-aged man responded with his fists clenched, his eyes full of joy beyond words.

"Young Master Lan, please come in," the middle-aged man Wang Jin stretched out his hand and signaled;

Echoing Wang Jin's instructions, Zhuge Qiao and Qin Shan walked straight towards the courtyard, in fact, for Zhuge Qiao, he only needed to find a hidden courtyard where he could play, as for its internal environment, he didn't care about it at all, it was just perfunctory and the current form.

"Lan Gongzi, I won't tell you that our master's courtyard can also be regarded as a rare quiet place in Chang'an City, the best at accompaniment with a gentleman like Gongzi, and a hundred years ago, this courtyard had a court nobleman, and now it still has the smell of books in the past, and the best 、、、 for Gongzi" Wang Jin kept explaining, always thinking that there could be that sentence to impress the young man in front of him who looked a bit like Confucianism.

Zhuge Qiao admired the courtyard in front of him and calculated his plan, but he didn't care about Wang Jin's explanation, and he didn't need to know anything, except for the price.

"May I ask where your master is now, and when can I transfer this place?" Zhuge Qiao asked.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jin's eyes were stunned, he was really stunned, and his heart trembled uncontrollably, he didn't expect Zhuge Qiao to agree so quickly, but his eyes flickered more and more, which also meant that he could raise the price offered by his master to the Confucian student in front of him, and he couldn't win the master to laugh.

"Lan Gongzi is a happy person, my lord is also a happy person, three hundred taels of silver, it can be transferred at any time, I don't know what the son wants?" Wang Jin said slowly and formally.

When Zhuge Qiao heard this, he was stunned, and looked at the person in the market in front of him in disbelief, according to the silver conversion of this era, three hundred taels can buy two such courtyards in the downtown area in Yizhou, and it is a number that ordinary people dare not imagine, this person in front of him dares to be so snobbish and completely treat himself as a fool.

"Good! That's it, I will come here again tomorrow at noon, I hope that your master can also be present at that time, and this contract can be set up," Zhuge Qiao responded, he wanted to negotiate with him for a price or two, but he felt that the person in front of him disdained to reason with him, although three hundred taels of silver was a lot, it was nothing to a person who had made full preparations; It's a big deal to wait for Chang'an to take a few laps around his master's house.

It's just that the inn next to Xiao Er made Zhuge Qiao pay attention to it, "Tang Rui, if you hadn't left the inn, you would definitely have done something for me after waiting for some time, do you believe it?" When Zhuge Qiao left again, he turned his head and left Tang Rui with a sentence that was not a question sentence.

After that, he didn't stop at all, only Tang Rui still stood in place, unable to figure out the meaning of the question that Zhuge Qiao had left for him just now; Wang Jin also looked at Tang Rui in disbelief, no matter how much he opened his brain, he would never have thought of what Zhuge Qiao's original intention was, because Zhuge Qiao was a Confucian in his heart, a simple rich Confucian student, nothing more.

Zhuge Qiao and Qin Shan did not rush back to the barracks temporarily built outside the city, but chose to go to the downtown where they had just passed by him; The noise in the vegetable market was a while、、、 but he was used to hearing the sound of swords and guns and the shouts of soldiers, as if the sound here made it difficult for Zhuge Qiao to adapt.

At the moment of leaving the city, Zhuge Qiao was sitting on a donkey cart pulling goods, throwing a whip rope, and the image of a living farmer was vividly interpreted by him; There was a whole slaughtered pork and vegetables on the cart, and a few sheep in the back of the cart, as if a family was going to celebrate the New Year, but the donkey cart was heading for the grave on the hillside outside the south gate.

After all, this is his direct army, and he is also the person he trusts the most, so the logistics naturally cannot be relaxed; Their success or failure, life and death, at this moment, are directly linked to themselves, and there is no room for mistakes.

[Yesterday, I suddenly received the news of today's exam subject three, and in desperation, I practiced for a long time yesterday, and finally didn't have time to go home; I hope you understand, and I wish you all a good mood every day! 】