Xu Shiji understood what Li Xian meant by that sentence, which was also what he was most worried about. The longer Li Mi stays in Wagangzhai, the greater the impact on Zhai Rang and others. He had obviously written a handwritten letter back, warning Zhai Rang not to attack Yanyun Village, but Zhai Rang still did his best to come to Wagangzhai, in fact, Xu Shiji guessed that Zhai Rang would lead the army to force Li Xian to put himself back, but it was not a dispatch without room for change. Now that Li Mi is here, Zhai Rang's purpose in sending troops may not be just to save himself.

In the eyes of others, Li Mi is a person standing on the altar. I don't know how many people have been bluffed by the name of the true son of heaven, and Wang Bo of Zhishilang is a recent example. Starting from Yang Xuangan, none of the people who helped Li Mi to give advice and assistance had a good end. Yang Xuangan is not the only one who died, and Li Mi is still alive and happy.

Xu Shiji saw this very thoroughly.

Because he has been cultivated by the Xu family since he was a child, he is determined to be a person who surpasses those famous children. Whether it is Li Mi or Han Shicao, those children of the family are famous all over the world, Xu Shiji has always wanted to find an opportunity to defeat these well-known talents. Therefore, his attention to Li Mi is by no means comparable to ordinary people. Ever since Li Mi rode a bull to read and collided with Yang Su, the Duke of Chu, Xu Shiji has been thinking about Li Mi in detail.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to believe that Li Mi would be so engrossed in reading that he collided with the Chu Gong Yang Su, who was protected by a large group of people, was really unintentional, Li Mi's family was very wealthy, and after being famous, how could he go bull riding if he had no purpose? Even if it was for the artistic conception of reading, how could he bump into Yang Su's team so coincidentally?

In fact, it was precisely because of this incident that Li Mi was appreciated by Yang Su, the Duke of Chu, and recommended him to Yang Guang, the Emperor of Daye. It's a pity that Yang Guang didn't reuse him. The reason is simple, because his surname is Lee.

After that, because of the folk song of peach and plum, Li Mi absconded from the Eastern Capital to Yang Xuangan. The upper, middle and lower three strategies that he came up with for Yang Xuangan that spread throughout the Great Sui were even more flawed in Xu Shiji's opinion.

In Xu Shiji's eyes, Li Mi is just a villain who likes conspiracy.

And Xu Shiji, what he admires is Yangmou, who defeats the enemy in a dignified manner.

He knew that he hated Li Mi, but Xu Shiji couldn't think of it anyway, how could Li Xian know that he didn't have the slightest affection for Li Mi? But what Li Xian said was not wrong at all, the longer Li Mi spent in Wagangzhai, the more unfavorable it was to himself. Take this time as an example, Li Mi instigated Zhai Rang to send troops, Wagangzhai soldiers and horses were exhausted, at this time, even if he rushed back, it would be difficult to persuade Zhai Rang to withdraw his troops and retreat without a fight, such a shame Zhai Rang couldn't accept, Shan Xiongxin and others couldn't accept it, and the people in the entire Wagangzhai couldn't accept it.

This is the reason why Li Xian knew that the mastermind behind the scenes was Li Mi for a long time, but he waited until before the decisive battle with Wang Bo to tell him, what Li Xian wanted was the spearhead of disunity in Wagangzhai.

If someone is on his side, someone must be on Li Mi's side.

Moreover, Xu Shiji knows Zhai Rang too well.

With Zhai Rang's surname, Li Mi will become the most honored guest of Wagangzhai just by virtue of his name. And if Li Mi, who has the reputation of being the first in the world, gives Zhai Rang advice again, Zhai Rang will naturally not refute Li Mi's face. As a big boss, since he has already given the order to attack Yanyun Village, if he goes back and persuades him again, it will be a loss of Zhai Rang's face, which makes him come to power in front of the people of Wagangzhai and Li Mi? Therefore, Xu Shiji clearly knew that although he had not seen Li Mi yet, he had already lost.

Along the way, Xu Shiji was pondering how to make Zhai Rang and the others not feel that they had lost face, and at the same time not to fight with Yanyunzhai's people for the time being.

It's really a hard problem, it's hard, it's hard.

From Sucheng to Yuncheng, Xu Shiji still didn't think of a good way. And when he passed by Yuncheng, he was a little annoyed and a little happy to find that someone had actually sent a big gift for himself.

This gift is special, it's a group of people.

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As the name suggests, this inconspicuous and dilapidated small pavilion was originally a place to say goodbye to friends. Such pavilions can be found outside almost every castle. Sending the guest pavilion, the host will send the guest here after waving goodbye, as the saying goes, send the gentleman a thousand miles must be goodbye in the end, thousands of miles are not a few people can send, even if the three miles outside the city, there are not many people really go so far to see off the guests.

This pavilion was originally repaired a few years ago, but since the sixth year of the great cause Zhang Jin claimed to occupy Juyeze to gather people to rebel, this pavilion has been completely deserted, don't say that someone comes to repair and take care of it, even if someone passes by the official road, it is in a hurry. Later, it became a place for beggars to hide from the rain and snow, but today, none of the beggars who had gathered in this pavilion can be seen.

The beggar didn't, but there was a beautiful woman.

In the dilapidated gazebo, a woman in a long white dress sat quietly on a clean stone bench that had been wiped down, supporting her chin, and looking seriously and intently at the mess on the stone table. Whether viewed from the front or side, her face and figure are equally delicate and charming. Maybe it's because of the change in mentality over the past year and the moisture of rain and dew, she looks more delicate than before.

She hasn't changed her habit of facing an endgame when she's alone, but the person watching the chessboard has changed.

On the stone table of the gazebo, a game of chess, a pot of wine, and two wine glasses.

Since she sat down, she had only taken two moves, and she had not drunk a drop of wine, but had taken a few sips of water.

On the official road outside the pavilion, more than 100 black-clothed men stood solemnly, each with a sharp black iron chisel in his hand, the iron chisel was one meter long, three edges and three blood grooves, if it was stabbed into the human body, even if it was not a fatal injury, I was afraid that it would bleed. The designer of this iron drill is the young man with a beautiful face, and he naturally will not say that the military thorns of later generations are almost like this.

In the middle of the two rows of black-clothed men who brushed together, that is, in the middle of the official road, there were more than a dozen sturdy men who were tied up, most of them hung their heads, and they didn't know how long they had been kneeling here, some people's bodies had begun to shake, some people who were not firm in their minds had fallen to the ground gasping for breath, and some ruthless people still gritted their teeth and straightened up, but they couldn't stand up, because the most ruthless and strong of the dozen people kneeling had already broken their tendons and cut off their patellas.

Those big men in black robes don't care about those who kneel, they fall down, and those who kneel kneel, if someone really shouts louder and annoys the woman in white in the pavilion, there will be a big man in black who comes forward and uses a special wooden sign to fan the mouth of the shouting person five, six, seven, **ten times.

It wasn't until his lips were fanned and his teeth were so bad that he couldn't shout a word anymore, and the man in black would turn around and walk back to stand in silence.

I don't know how long it took, but the woman in the pavilion stretched her body with a small movement, stood up and walked outside the pavilion to look into the distance.

At this moment, a horse galloped from the official road.

The woman in white is Ye Huaisleeve, and those big men in black are all carefully selected guards from the Flying Tiger secret spies.

The spy who came on horseback stopped his horse more than 20 meters away, and after dismounting, he quickly ran over and hugged his fists and said: "Big stall!" People are coming, and they will arrive later. ”

Ye Huaisleeve nodded, pointed to the wine jug on the stone table of the pavilion and said, "Bring it here." ”

A secret spy went over, brought the pot of wine and two glasses, and stood behind Ye Huaisleeve.

After a while, a puff of dust and smoke rose from the official road in the distance, and more than 100 riders slowly slowed down and stopped. The young man at the head was none other than Xu Shiji, who frowned slightly after seeing Ye Huaisleeve. He jumped off his horse, slapped the dust on his body a few times, and then walked over and hugged his fists and said, "I've seen everyone Ye." ”

Ye Huaisleeve smiled and returned the salute: "I have seen Xu Junshi, General Cheng." ”

"You're waiting for us here?"

Xu Shiji asked.

Ye Huaisleeve nodded and smiled: "My general Feige passed a book, saying that Xu Junshi was going back to Wagangzhai and asked me to prepare a generous gift to give it, and calculated that the military division was about to rush to Yuncheng, so I waited here." The general said that there may be some problems that are difficult to solve when the military division goes back, so he specially prepared gifts to share the worries of the military division. ”

"Gifts?"

Xu Shiji looked at the people kneeling on the ground and frowned: "These people? Who? ”

Ye Huaisleeve said slowly: "These people, Li Mi's people. ”

"It's also the people who killed you, they didn't know that the military advisor went to Sucheng with my general, and when he sneaked into the county government in Yuncheng, he was caught by my people and couldn't stand the torture, so he told the truth, if the military advisor brought it back to Wagangzhai, it would not be useful."

Xu Shiji's face changed, and then he smiled with relief: "Send charcoal in the snow." ”

Ye Huaisleeve took the tray from the secret spy and said with a smile: "My general also said that I want to invite you and General Cheng to have a glass of wine." ”

Xu Shiji looked at the wine jug for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Don't drink it!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and went back, Cheng Zhijie didn't know why, smiled apologetically at Ye Huaisleeve, and hurriedly went to chase Xu Shiji and asked why he didn't drink. Xu Shiji only gave an order to take those assassins and set off immediately, without saying a word, not even saying a word of farewell to Ye Huaichong, but I don't know why, he acted so rudely, but instead of being angry, Ye Huaichong showed a very happy smile.

Jia'er walked to Ye Huai's side, looked at the backs of Xu Shiji and the others, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, he didn't drink." ”

Ye Huaisleeve sighed: "Fortunately, it didn't work." ”

After speaking, she slowly walked to the carriage on the side of the official road. From the woods on both sides of the official road, no less than 500 elite soldiers suddenly came out, all holding crossbows and hard bows in their hands, lined up in a queue and followed the carriage to return to Yuncheng with neat steps.

A few miles away, Cheng Zhijie asked Xu Shiji puzzled: "Strategist, why don't you drink that cup of send-off wine?" ”

Xu Shiji shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that there is no surname for drinking today." ”

He sighed in his heart, where is the send-off wine? It's clearly a glass of guillotine wine. Ang Lee, Ang Lee, you are obviously a ruthless person, why can't you do it? In fact, even if there were no ambushes here, I wouldn't have drunk that glass of wine. You are sending loveless wine, but you are a righteous person