The town is remote, outsiders are rare, and there has never been a large caravan coming, today a team of this kind suddenly appeared, especially when the treasure was shipped back, how dare Lord Murong be careless, and immediately take someone to investigate, but the customs clearance documents and ID cards of the caravan and the night tour team are readily available, and they have also stamped the customs clearance seal when they pass through the various state capitals of Nanli, and the procedures are complete and complete, and there is nothing suspicious.

The caravan leader's Chinese is good, and he explained carefully from the side that the caravan and the night tour team have been together for more than ten years, and they have been going back and forth between Tubo and Dayan before. This is the first trip to Nanli, I am not familiar with the road of life, and I didn't plan to come to the town, but a few days ago, they just came out of Qingyang City, the guide fell ill and fainted, and the surrounding areas were deserted, and the caravan wanted to return to Qingyang first, but it encountered heavy rain again, and as a result, it got lost in the wilderness, and finally ran to the town.

As he spoke, a caravan carried out a stretcher, and on it lay a middle-aged Han man, sweating profusely and with hot hands on his forehead, who was indeed seriously ill.

Yanziping is not what it used to be, there are usually nobles stationed there, of course, there is no longer only one doctor in Song Yang, Pantou ran to invite the doctor who came to Fengyi from Hongbo Mansion and was responsible for taking care of the princess and the county lord, the old gentleman's medical skills are exquisite, and he nodded after a brief diagnosis: "The water is hot, it is a field disease, and it can't be wrong." ”

Pantou asked the old gentleman if he could wake up the patient, the latter didn't talk nonsense, and poured another pair of medicine after a dozen needles, and the guide woke up slowly, and under interrogation, it was quickly confirmed that the caravan leader was telling the truth.

Nanli and Dayan, Tubo trade, in order to prevent the caravan in the territory of the mistakes caused by disputes, in the state capital set up a small organization, called to the bureau, specifically for the caravan to provide guidance, reception, liaison and other services, Shuzhong guides have official registration, to ensure that the innocent will not collude with bandits or barbarians, if the foreign caravan needs a guide, also directly to the bureau to hire, the price is not expensive but also reliable, saving countless troubles.

This guide is no exception, he has the certificate and documents of Qingyang Mansion on his body, he is a member of the official family, and he can basically determine that the caravan is coming normally.

There was no suspicion in checking and checking, and at this time, Mr. Silk, who heard the news and came to see the excitement, suddenly opened his mouth and asked the caravan leader with a smile: "Where is the caravan in Tibet?" ”

Perhaps just now when he saw the banner of Hongbowei, the leader restrained the arrogance of the Nanli people in Pingyueli, and answered honestly: "The lord is Motuo." ”

Motuo is a feudal lord in Tibet, his status is not low, and Mr. Bo has also heard that this person's territory is close to Dayan and far south. Mr. Bo nodded and asked, "Isn't Dayan's business difficult?" Why did you suddenly come to Nanli to do business. ”

From the people to the officials, from business to politics, Dayan's affairs are all in Mr. Bao's belly, if the other party follows his words, it will immediately reveal flaws, and the goods carried by the caravan are all sought-after goods of Dayan, and they will never be sold. And the distance is different, there is no reason to give up Dayan to come to Nanli, "I won't tell you, if we want to go to Dayan Eye City, it will be very profitable, but Yan has a bastard law, after the foreign caravan hands over the goods, the stay must not exceed half a month before returning." You are Han, I don't know, the winter on the plateau is cold for a year, it's really difficult, we have calculated the foot journey before leaving, if we go to Jingcheng, we will go back just in time for the cold and blizzard......"

The leader of the caravan smiled bitterly: "A few of us have calculated in advance, this trip, it is best to escape the winter outside, and then go back when spring begins." As a result, I simply came to Nanli, which made a few fewer profits, but I was comfortable, avoiding trekking in the snow, and there was a lot less risk. In addition, I also heard that the wealthy families of Nanli like to emulate the nobles of Dayan, and these goods are easy to sell in Dayan, and they may be more valuable when they arrive in Phoenix. ”

Mr. Bo laughed and shook off: "I wish the shopkeeper's business prosperity." Then he whispered a few words to Murong County Ling, turned around and went back to the Hou Mansion.

In the Changchun Marquis Mansion, Gu Zhaojun was leading his henchmen to count the treasures, and when he saw Mr. Bo coming back, the old advisor said, "How is it, is there anything suspicious?" ”

The fat man shook his head: "It's decent, I can't see anything." ”

At this time, there was a subordinate who held a gold and jade Ruyi in front of Gu Zhaojun's eyes, they couldn't estimate the price of this thing, so they wanted to ask the master to take a look, Lao Gu looked at it carefully, and the jewelry was shining, reflecting his old face. After looking at it for a while, Gu Zhaojun nodded, said a price, and then looked at the fat man again: "I can't tell the difference between good and bad, just treat them as thieves... What are you going to steal? ”

"It's not going to be these babies." The fat man pointed to the many wooden boxes he had just brought back: "Don't rob on the road, run to the nest and rob it, what a stupid thief." ”

After speaking, after a slight pause, Mr. Bo said again: "It's not for the baby, it's for the nobles?" ”

"But the noble people are not at home, and when it comes to identity, the most valuable one in Yanziping now is none other than Lord Murong." Gu Zhaojun also laughed, and after the joke, the conversation changed: "It doesn't matter where they come from, in short, be careful, go farther." ”

Mr. Bo smiled and said, "Don't ask me, I have instructed Lord Murong to expel the caravan from the town, let them camp outside the town, and keep the Uighur guards under surveillance." ”

While the two were talking, Lord Murong had already raised his official authority, saying that the town was an important place and caravans were not allowed to be stationed, and ordered the Tubo people to move to a temporary residence three miles outside the town.

In Nanli, ordinary state officials would not be arrogant with Tubo merchants, but although the official Murong was small, he was full of confidence, and his expression was solemn and never accommodating.

After some review, it was almost dusk at this moment, and the adults looked at the sky, and then chased the order, they were only allowed to stay for one night, and they must leave the next morning.

The town that has become such a desert still has the face to say that it is a 'heavy land', and the Tubo people are not uncommon, but they did not refute it, and moved the team to the place designated by Lord Murong, and the three hundred Uighur guards were eyeing each other nearby, and the two tribes had a feud, Alihan hoped that this group of Tubo people could make any changes, and gave him an excuse to rush over and kill them.

The Tibetan people traveled long distances, and they had their own escorts, and after settling down, the guards dispersed, and no one was allowed to approach, which was a normal thing. The overnight troupe is completely unguarded, and the people in the town are secretly curious about them, and many adult dolls have run outside people's tents to probe their brains.

The night tour team is an artist, running the rivers and lakes to eat, there is no arrogance of Tubo Fanzi, easy-going to people, the little dwarf gives everyone a heel for free, which makes the children laugh, and the curious questions of the townspeople, Yizi also patiently answered, the two sides talked and laughed and soon became familiar, so the night tour team also learned that this is the famous Changchun Hou Fengyi of Nanli University, the Hou Ye is not at home now, and Her Royal Highness Princess Xuanji presides over everything, but the princess is sick...... After a little longer contact, the class owner also unexpectedly discovered that this town looks deserted, and the people in the town are actually quite wealthy... This is the blessing of the lord of the county. This is Song Yang's 'hometown', and everyone in the town can be regarded as his relatives, and Cheng He will not be slow no matter how poor he is. What's more, there are not many residents in the town, and making them rich is just a trivial matter.

There is an opportunity to make money, the class owner is in good spirits, and several important members of the team have discussed, you might as well perform tonight, anyway, the members have to practice after dinner, why not make money, as soon as the news spread, most of the residents of the town were happy. You must know that the current townspeople are well-off, but the place is still remote, and it is three days away from the nearest big city, Qingyang, and it is a luxury for them to be able to watch a big show, not to mention an exotic performance.

Soon after dinner, the townsfolk gradually gathered, and with a string of loud gongs, the night tour team improvised a simple prince, and the performance began, and the gnomes still turned their heads, but this time they shuttled through the circle of flames; The one-legged dance of the woman in red was beautiful and beautiful, but she was surrounded by black and red vipers, showing their fangs like electric probes, wanting to taste the woman's blood; But the ten fierce mastiffs, for some reason, became docile, shaking their heads and tails with the bamboo flute, clumsily twisting and writhing. The audience sometimes laughed and sometimes surprised, and of course, there was also a silver reward; The artists are in good spirits, and this windfall is enough for each of them to work hard...... But the two-hundred-year-old man in the team didn't move, he was watching people.

Chang Chunhou is not here, only Princess Xuanji, it is a little unfortunate to come, but there is no way, just catch one of them, and find a way to find the rest later. Genting sat on the stage, his eyes slowly turning, carefully looking at every audience member who came to see the play. His eyes are cloudy, but his mood is empty, he sees with his eyes, but he tastes with his heart, he has the ability to meet people. Originally, the 'mind eye' was also a practice of Plateau Tantra. The identity of an ordinary person cannot escape his observation.

Long before leaving, someone presented the portrait of Princess Xuanji in front of him, but he just glanced at it and threw it into the fire. The Genting Living Buddha has a 'heart eye', which can easily distinguish between nobles and civilians through their faces, and can appreciate the momentum of masters or mortals.

In fact, the 'mind eye' of Tantra is very similar to the 'face' in the Han realm, although the basis of the truth is very different, but the path is the same.

In addition to its ferocity, the 'Heart Eye' is another aspect of Genting's success in capturing people.

To ordinary people, he only glanced at it, but soon, his gaze stayed on an old man. The old man's green cloth caftan is dressed in an ordinary and ordinary appearance, and his appearance is very 'compatible' with the town, no one will pay attention to it, but he can't hide his 'heart'. Even if the old man reined in his momentum, Yunding could see that this person was extraordinary, this was the great master hidden on Yanzipan, right? Genting smiled inwardly, but that's it.

His eyes continued to turn, and Yun Ding saw the fat man who came in the afternoon, wearing a green robe and looking like a frog, this person's skills are not bad, far inferior to the great grandmaster, but he can also rank among the heavenly characters; The same is true of the old man with his hands in his sleeves; And the leader of the Uighur guards, a strong man who looked like a fat old lady...... The previous news was really unreliable, Yun Ding sighed silently, originally there was only one great grandmaster, but there were three other grandmasters.

Although the opponent's lineup was stronger than expected, Genting was not worried, he sighed because he was unhappy, not because the mission was difficult to achieve.

He didn't feel that he was merciful, and he would definitely be ruthless when he eliminated the demon guard, but kidnapping people was not something that a cultivator should do.

Yun Ding shook his head, shook off those disturbing thoughts, and continued to use his mind to carefully observe the crowd, the most important person he had not yet found...... At this time, the crowd suddenly became slightly chaotic, and a team of red-armored guards surrounded a young woman in costume to watch the play, looking at the posture and dressing up, it must be the princess of Xuanji. However, Yunding only looked at her for a moment before looking away, although under the powder, this woman's facial features are indeed somewhat similar to those in the portrait, but her face is very 'thin', not a rich person. No cunning person can fool 'life', fake princess.

The Genting Living Buddha was disappointed almost immediately, why did the other party get a fake princess out? Do you see through the plot and want to lead yourself into the urn? And not long after, Yun Ding noticed another thing, the thoughts and eyes of several masters in the crowd were all on another girl in ordinary clothes.

Maybe the fake princess didn't have a deliberate layout, but it was just a trick they usually use? If she had known in advance that there was an assassin, the princess would never have come, and several masters would have just waited for the assassin to make a move, and there was no need to take care of anyone.

Yun Ding perked up a little and focused on the new target, but after a moment, Yun Ding was disappointed again, for the same reason as before, and it was clear that this woman was still a civilian.

But the world is unpredictable, everything has its own providence, just when Yunding decided to give up, his eyes suddenly lit up, a woman who inadvertently entered the sight, a girl like a porcelain doll.

Blessed with deep roots, he was born well; After the blessing lasts long, it will be auspicious in the future; But the young man is more than a man, he should have experienced several major disasters, I heard that Princess Xuanji used to often get into inexplicable troubles, the most recent was more than a year ago, was hit by a collapsed building, and almost died...... Genting trusts his heart, he would never think that he recognized the wrong person, his face can be completely correct, Cheng He is not here, who else can be the noble person in the remote town? Moreover, the townspeople said that the princess was sick, and the porcelain doll was also sick, and she could detect it without her eyes and eyes, and her face, look, and gaze all showed her weakness.

Genting breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that people are here, he is here for her, Yun Ding's eyes are firmly fixed on the porcelain doll, but after looking at her for a long time, he suddenly felt a clear ...... The feeling that the porcelain doll gives him.

It's not the quiet state of mind of the Buddhists, but cold, the real cold, even if she sees a novel performance, her eyes will become brighter, but whether the eyes are bright or dim, there is no difference, as if a smile does not necessarily mean happiness.

The porcelain doll also noticed the old man's gaze, and out of politeness, she returned the favor with a smile to Genting. Sure enough, there was no joy at all, the same smile as before, but she felt that she should laugh at this moment, so she smiled.

Genting also returned a smile, equally unhappy. His heart was a little heavy, so that at that moment, he almost dispelled the idea of doing it, but it was just a moment, he could see that the porcelain doll would be happy in the future, which was relieved, the number of lives would not change, maybe her future blessings would come from being arrested this time...... Genting is not a villain, and the person who asked him to make a move did not mention the fate of the princess.

Genting Living Buddha took a deep breath, stood up and walked into the performance circle, there are few normal people in the team, they not only want to show their 'weirdness', but also perform unique skills, and the two-hundred-year-old man is no exception.

…… Mr. Bo and Gu Zhaojun miscalculated.

More than an hour ago, at dusk, when it was learned that the night tour team was going to perform tonight, Lao Gu and Mr. Bo glanced at each other, the former frowned, and the latter let out a sneer, and got together to discuss in a low voice.

According to the estimation of the two, if Tubo Fanzi really has a plan, there are two purposes, one is for money, and the other is for people. The former is almost impossible, there are many treasures, it is difficult to carry, even if you rob it, you can't escape far, and the person who stabs it may have the largest surname. Make a play at night, lead the nobles in the fiefdom to watch, and then take the opportunity to assassinate.

The nobles in the fiefdom are not at home, and it is a good thing that there are disadvantages.

The downside is simple: no one is in charge. The Tubo people came from strange and ill intentions, and the easiest and safest way to deal with them was to directly send troops to take them down and then interrogate them strictly, without giving the other party a chance to make a move. But not long after Nanli put down the rebellion, the contradiction with Dayan gradually escalated, at this time it is certainly not a good choice to provoke the Tubo people, it happens that there is no one in charge in the fiefdom, and it is not a trivial matter to raid such a large-scale Tubo caravan, Lord Murong does not dare to be the master, Gu Zhaojun and Mr. Bo are guest status, and it is not good to go beyond the command and give such an order for Song Yang.

However, the advantage of the absence of the masters is also obvious, so that the masters in the fiefdom have no worries, and they can use their hands and feet to fight with each other.

No matter what they usually look like, but in the bones, Gu Zhaojun and the fat man both hide an arrogance, and the Tubo people run in front of them to play tricks, according to their surnames, they will naturally plan and punish them severely. Since the other party has made a move, they don't think about the word 'avoid' at all, their own territory and strength have the absolute upper hand, of course they have to take the move...... That's why there is a fake princess who is protected by the Red Wave Guard.

The two were afraid that the assassin would not be fooled, so they found someone to pretend to be the second fake princess, and several masters mixed in the crowd, deliberately showing a look of concern for her. Even if the Assassins were able to recognize the first as a fake, most likely they would assume the second one for the real thing. The play within the play is a serial plan, and you don't have to worry about the other party not making a move.

The two were talking halfway through, when suddenly footsteps came, Xie Zimiao came. Mr. Bo hurriedly greeted him: "Miss, what's wrong?" ”

The porcelain doll's voice was very soft: "I heard that the night tour team sang at night, I want to go and see ......" Speaking of this, she raised her head and looked at Mr. Silk, and her eyes quietly brought out a little inquiry.

Mr. Bo hesitated slightly: "This... It can be dangerous. ”

"Understood." The porcelain doll lowered her gaze, and without fighting for half a word, she stepped forward to leave, when Gu Zhaojun suddenly opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Go and see, it's okay, but you can only be alone when watching the play, and you can't bring servants and guards." ”

Mr. Bo was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Gu Zhaojun meant, and laughed casually: "No problem, I'm too worried, just listen to Mr. Gu." ”

Xie Zimiao said lightly, nodded to Mr. Bo, and said 'thank you' to Gu Zhaojun, and turned to leave.

When she makes a wish, she doesn't talk about longing; When rejected by Mr. Silk, you can't see the loss; After being nodded and agreed, there was not much happiness, and the porcelain doll-like Xie Zimiao was as calm as ever.

After she left, Gu Zhaojun looked at the fat man: "It's rare that she wants to do something, so she refuses, and she doesn't feel very good in her heart." ”

Gu Zhaojun is still like this, let alone Mr. Silk...... If there is really an assassin, the two false targets before and after are enough to lead him to be fooled, Xie Zimiao is just an ordinary girl who came to see the play, Gu and Bo carefully imagined that the assassin should not have paid attention to her at all. But no matter how deep the scheming of the two foxes was, they couldn't guess that the other party relied on the 'heart eye' to recognize people, and they didn't expect that the porcelain doll would be mistaken for a princess.

Fortunately, another important doll in the fiefdom, Xiao Grape caught a cold a few days ago, and was scared by Ayigo to bed early, and failed to come to the show, otherwise his 'emperor's life' was seen by Yunding's heart, and I am afraid that he will definitely be regarded as the little emperor of Nanli......

(To be continued)