PS: Quanshu is a disease

Before Wang Xiu was killed, he had almost forgotten about the secret letter.

The three armies are busy preparing for war, and although he is not treated by the assassin history, he still has to pick the burden that should be carried. Recruits make books and archives, record and distribute money and food, draft official documents, and award meritorious surveys, and work for a month, although they are not too busy to eat and drink, they are also busy stir-frying.

Although the secret letter was delivered, there was no movement on the Jiangdong side. According to Wang Xiu's original plan, Liu Yu will definitely send an envoy over to hold Chang'an accountable, rectify Chang'an, make some personnel appointments and dismissals, and even transfer Liu Yizhen back, and send another old and serious person to preside over the overall situation. Counting the days, this time is enough for Liu Yu to react, and enough for people to arrive in Guanzhong.

No one came.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the matter was put on hold until late one night.

He dragged his heavy body back to the house, washed hastily, and told his soldiers to wake him up early the next day, and lay down with his clothes.

I slept soundly, I didn't have a dream, and I felt like I was dead.

Around the corner, a group of soldiers quietly surrounded his residence. The officers and men who led the team made a gesture to let their men take a ladder and send a light and agile soldier through the courtyard wall, who opened the courtyard gate from the inside, and the soldiers rushed in. Wang Xiu's courtyard is not large, with two rows of houses in front and back, and a covered corridor in the middle. The visitor was obviously very familiar with the structure of the courtyard, leaving half of the people to watch the front row of houses, blocking the soldiers in the quilt, and the other half of the people rushed to the backyard, kicked open Wang Xiu's bedroom, and dragged him from the bed to the ground when he was still dazed, and tied him into a zongzi.

Wang Xiu was medium-to-high in height, but he was tied up with a rope and became a rickety. He slept softly and grogily. was suddenly captured, and thought that the Huns had entered Chang'an. Dragged out into the yard. The cold wind stirred up, and the torches shone brightly. His eyes were full of his own clothes and armor, and his ears were full of Han accents, so he realized that it was not an invasion of foreign enemies.

A man in full armor walked up to him and raised his face with a scabbard. In the firelight, Wang Xiu recognized it.

Feng Zizhang.

The chill was biting, Wang Xiu tried his best to control the trembling of his body, he didn't want these people to think that he was trembling with fright:

"Master Feng, do you want to rebel and dare to kidnap me?"

The madman is expressionless:

"Wang Changshi. Whether it is you or me who wants to rebel, it will become clear after a while. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to take people away. A soldier came out of the room with a leather robe and boots, and looked at Wang Xiu, who was shivering, and then at the madman. The latter glared at him, and he threw his things on the ground. Wang Xiu walked barefoot on the cold and hard brick floor, the soldier's lance tip against his waist, cold, angry, humiliated, and confused.

It's good that you don't have to walk barefoot all the time, because there is a carriage parked outside the door. After Wang Xiu was thrown in, the soldiers lowered the curtain, and although it was like a cage, it also blocked the wind. He heard the madman outside ordering:

"Count the number of people. Don't miss a single one, let one go, Master Sima wants my head. I'll take your heads off first! ”

Lord Sima!

Wang Xiu was surprised: Mao Xiu did it?

The horses' hooves are gained, and the wheels are retained. In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiu was dragged out of the car. When I looked up, it was indeed Sima Mansion. He walked barefoot through the Sanjin compound, but instead of being taken into the main house, he was taken all the way to a small house in the backyard. The house was empty and devoid of any furnishings, except for a painting on the wall depicting Qin Shi Huang shooting a dragon. The madman lifted the painting and moved something on the wall, and the corner tiles parted to reveal an entrance, through which light came out.

There is actually an underground palace in Sima Mansion.

Wang Xiu remembered that Sima Mansion was the mansion of a high-ranking official of Yao Qin in the past, presumably this person used it to store windfall wealth or to escape.

When I got to the bottom, I passed through a passage, and the eyes were cheerful, the lights were dazzling, and the aroma of the food instantly hit my nose. It was a large dark chamber about twenty paces long and wide, with an arms shelf in front of one wall, empty; Another wall was covered with torture instruments, and in the corner there was a large blazing brazier; In front of another wall, there is a huge black lacquer screen, on which the white lacquer tiger roars fiercely and fangs, as if it will pounce at any moment. In front of the screen, there is a table, which is full of wine and food. On the Hu bed behind the case, Mao Xiuzhi was sitting cross-legged, playing with a wine glass in his hand, and when he saw Wang Xiu being escorted in, he stood up with a smile on his face, and then suddenly changed into a fierce yaksha and roared at the soldiers;

"I asked you to invite Changshi, and that's how you asked for it? Who told you to kidnap people? Don't hurry up and loosen Changshi! ”

The soldiers loosened the rope with their hands and feet, and Mao Xiuzhi personally moved over a Hu bed, helped Wang Xiu to sit down, and even rubbed his shoulders.

Wang Xiuzhi knew that Mao Xiuzhi's performance was actually to give him a dismount and let him see clearly whose realm this was. Along the way, he had already decided: Although Mao Xiuzhi has always been arrogant, if it were not for Liu Yizhen's nod, he would not dare to attack himself, after all, this long history was personally appointed by Liu Yu. The dark room in the middle of the night proves that the other party does not want to alarm the army.

Thinking of this, he sat up straight and looked at Mao Xiuzhi coldly:

"Since Mao Sima started in the early morning, the rooster crowed and the dog thief, and kidnapped Wang to this dark room, there must be something unsavvy to ask, so hurry up and ask; If you want to kill Wang, then kill him quickly. It's just that I remind you that although I am not a Zaifu, I am also the head of the Assassin Mansion personally appointed by Song Gong, so I am humiliated like this, see how you explain to his old man! ”

Mao Xiuzhi's skin is not smiling:

"How to send the Song bus generation, you don't need to worry about it. Have you seen this table of food and drinks? If you confess honestly and expose your rebel gang, this table will be regarded as a reward; If you are stubborn and deliberately cover up, this is your severed head wine! ”

Wang Xiu had already warmed up at this time, his hands and feet had strength, and when he heard this threat, he was furious, and he suddenly got up and kicked the case over. Mao Xiuzhi is a military general in the end, his body is very fast, and his body flashes, but a pot of soup is still spilled on the corner of his robe. The soldiers pounced and pinned Wang Xiu to the ground.

Wang Xiu's face was against the floor tiles, and he scolded in his throat:

"Mao Xiuzhi, you framed Zhongliang. Deliberately weaving! Lao Tzu followed the Duke of Song for more than ten years, and followed his old man on two northern expeditions. In the final level, the body is heavily loaded. What kind of dog are you, when you were a soldier in the army, Lao Tzu was already the chief bookkeeper in the army, and with your qualifications as the eighth tortoise king, you dare to frame the dragon king for rebellion? ”

Mao Xiuzhi didn't scold back, suppressed the fire, walked to Wang Xiu and squatted down, and looked condescendingly:

"Wang Xiu, Mao has a good talk to you. And you came back like this. Well, Lao Tzu is not as knowledgeable as you. said that you rebelled, not that I Mao someone fabricated it out of thin air. Come and see, what is this thing? ”

After speaking, he took out a small box from his sleeve, took out a crumpled piece of paper from it, and shook it in front of Wang Xiu:

"Wang Changshi's Xiaokai is very appreciative, this piece of paper, Mao someone has collected it."

Wang Xiu couldn't see what was written on the paper clearly. But I had already guessed what it was, and then I shook my head a thousand times in the bottom of my heart.

How can it be?

Mao Xiuzhi sat back on the Hu bed, deliberately imitated Wang Xiu's voice, and read it in a frustrated voice:

"Today, the secret road is preaching. I know that it is very good, and I don't know that I am not close to each other. However, those who are in the middle will be won by bloody battles. There are thousands of dry bones, and it is an important town in the north of open Xinjiang. After the shape of the Central Plains, the people's will has a direction. The Northern Expedition fell short, the army was overwhelmed and the eggs were broken, and the reputation of the public service was inevitably lost. Wang Xiu can be punished or run, the clan can be slaughtered or destroyed, and the public honor cannot be endangered. If the powder of the cultivation is repaired, there is a supplement in case of the public's base, and the catastrophe will not be recovered, and it will be as sweet as food! ”

When he heard the first sentence, Wang Xiu had already been struck by a lightning bolt.

How can it be!

How can it be!

How can it be!

How could the secret letter he wrote to Liu Yu be in the hands of Mao Xiuzhi?

The letter was written by him and handed over to Chen Song, Chen Song gave the letter to Du Chongguang, Du Chongguang gave the letter to the fourth, Chen Song escorted the fourth child, the fourth brother gave the letter to his brother Wang Shen, and the elder brother gave the letter to Liu Yu. All of this qiē is tightly knit, neither a dream nor a fantasy, and a cadre of people is not a ghost, so how could this letter travel thousands of miles from the hands of Jiangdong Song Gong to the hands of Chang'an Mao Xiu!

Seeing Wang Xiu's shocked and confused expression, Mao Xiuzhi was very proud:

"See? I didn't frame you! ”

Wang Xiu shook his head, as if he wanted to shake off all the puzzles in his head. Then gritted his teeth:

"Yes, I wrote this letter. Since you have seen it, you should understand that I am telling the truth to Song Gongzhi, even if you don't like it, you can't say that I am rebelling! ”

Mao Xiuzhi stood up with a cruel smile, rubbed the piece of paper and threw it into the brazier, and the flames quickly turned white into black:

"Of course I'm not blind, I know what you wrote, although I hate your way of telling the black behind your back, but I don't think you are treason. But the question is, how did you get the letter out without knowing it? If there is no small private gang in his hand, how can this piece of paper run all the way to Jiangdong? If you can rely on a small gang to deliver letters, you can also rely on it to seize power and rebel, right? ”

Wang Xiu finally understood that Mao Xiuzhi was interested in finding out who was helping him deliver the letter. But his own mind couldn't help but return to the letter that had been burned. Although he didn't dare to think about it, he still came to a painful conclusion;

Liu Yu passed this secret letter to his son in the same secret!

The heart-rending pain made him unable to say anything. He could imagine Liu Yu's approach. The latter must have written a letter to severely reprimand his son, asking him to change his mind, change his ways, and reorganize the discipline of the Assassin's Mansion, but at the same time, he also sent back Wang Xiu's letter. He didn't need to mention Wang Xiu in his letter to his son, he only needed to show the original, which was enough to remind his son that his subordinates were plotting against him.

Wang Xiu suddenly despised himself very much: after reading so many books, reading so many emperors and generals in history, he knew what it meant to be "inseparable" verbally and even in writing, but at the end of the day, he was still confused and taboo on this issue. Liu Yu is about to become the emperor, Liu Yizhen is about to become the prince and take on the big responsibility, as a father, in addition to giving him the ability to do things, but also to give him the means to make people, so that he can learn how to control the group and how to gain absolute loyalty. Wang Xiu, Wang Xiu, you can be regarded as providing an excellent example for this imperial family's words and deeds!

has followed Liu Yu for so many years, there is no court in his eyes, only the generals, captains, and Song Gong who have come all the way, and they are willing to throw their blood for him, just because they can make contributions and make achievements with him. It can stabilize the country and help the world. Over the years. What kind of liver and lungs he is, Liu Yuqing knows clearly. It has been cultivated and reused. This secret letter is not difficult to understand, Liu Yu should be able to see the anxiety and loyalty of the letter writer between the lines. How ruthless and hard-hearted he must be to throw this loyal old subordinate naked on his son's massacre!

Apathy!

Mao Xiuzhi saw that he didn't speak for a long time, thinking that he was scared stupid, so he put on a warm expression, and asked someone to help Wang Xiu up and give him a new Hu bed:

"You are an old man in Beifu. As long as you name who will help you deliver the letter, we will send it lightly, and it is a big deal to send it to Lingnan Prefecture County to suffer a little, and when it is transferred back in a few years, it is still possible to climb up. ”

Wang Xiu listened to his tone, thinking of the scheming behind this secret arrest, and suddenly felt extremely disgusted and disgusted. He knows that the so-called light hairfall. It's just a bait to tell the truth from his mouth, whether he says it or not, it's a dead end. Thinking of Wang Zhen's evil death before, he just thought that it was Shen Tianzi's jealousy at first. Later, he vaguely felt that Liu Yu could not escape the blame, but he could not firmly accuse the latter of deliberately arranging for the generals to restrain each other. Now he was thrown out and sold by Liu Yu, recalling the past. All kinds of hidden feelings came to mind, and finally realized that they were just small chess pieces on the chessboard of Liu Yu, the hero of the troubled times. Life is like a mustard, playable or discarded. There are no feet to hang onto. Yes, Wang Zhen's evil generals are rare, Wang Xiu leans on the horse, but there are so many carp in the world waiting to jump the dragon gate, and one or two of them have a white belly, what is the damage to Liu Yu's future?

It's just that the three armies of Chang'an have suffered, and Chen Song and Guo Xu, a group of brave and loyal Beifu young men. If Chang'an is eroded, under the nest, there will be no eggs. Let him go, and let it be fate! He, Wang Xiu, is a dying man, and what he can do is never betray his brothers, and never destroy the Great Wall of flesh and blood of the Beifu soldiers because of his weakness. It's not for Liu Yu, it's not for the Great Jin Dynasty, it's for this world, to keep the real male race!

The decision has been made, and he smiled miserably:

"Mao Xiuzhi, I understand, there are more people who want to deal with me, you are just a pawn. Don't worry, I don't hate you, I even pity you, if Chang'an goes on like this, you will die worse than me, and your master will never hesitate to go to the soup for you. You've done a nice job catching me, but you don't want to get a word out of my mouth!"

Mao Xiuzhi snorted, stepped forward and kicked Wang Xiu's stomach, and the latter screamed miserably, holding his stomach and curling up. Several soldiers pounced on him, tore off Wang Xiu's robe, and tied him to the execution rack. A strong man picked up his whip and whipped it headlessly and facelessly. Wang Xiu gritted his teeth and didn't let himself call out. After dozens of whips, the strong man was panting, covered in stinky sweat, and glanced at Mao Xiu. The latter snorted at the brazier, and one of the soldiers picked up the red-hot soldering iron and dangled it on Wang Xiu's face.

Mao Xiuzhi walked over and stretched out his hand to lift Wang Xiu's chin, he wanted to say that you should hurry up and confess, lest this guy fall on your body and scorch your flesh and skin. But he saw Wang Xiu's head shake violently, letting out a series of muffled moans, and blood gurgling from the corners of his mouth. Mao Xiu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly opened Wang Xiu's mouth, and a ball of blood gushed out. Mao Xiuzhi screamed in surprise, and quickly called the light to shine, and found that Wang Xiu's mouth was empty, only blood kept flowing.

Not only did he bite off his tongue, but he swallowed it.

Mao Xiuzhi had heard of biting his tongue and committing suicide before, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to see it in this life, and it happened to a scholar.

He took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

Wang Xiu on the shelf was already unconscious, his head drooping, like an unattended scarecrow who had broken the wooden shelf.

There was a cough from the side of the screen, and Mao Xiuzhi hurriedly ran over.

Liu Yizhen's face turned pale, and he asked:

"What's wrong with people?"

Mao Xiuzhi said that he bit his tongue.

Liu Yizhen is still a child after all, when he heard the word bite his tongue, his whole body trembled, his mouth was deflated, and he was about to cry:

"He's not going to die, is he?"

Mao Xiuzhi said that he was afraid that he would not be saved.

Liu Yizhen took two steps back in a daze, and sat on the Hu bed.

It's all messed up.

When Liu Yu's secret letter arrived, he was taking a bath, but not alone, but in the same large wooden barrel as a young woman. He likes to get his hands up and down in the water, listening to the screams and laughter of women.

The secret envoy was a captain of the Baizhi team, and when the letter was delivered, he turned around and left without saying a word, and Liu Yizhen was dumbfounded.

The letter was very short, it was written by my father, and there were no pleasantries. has no head and no brain, and scolds when he starts writing:

"You've done a great job! Daddy has good intentions. I want your brothers to do great things in people. I didn't expect you to repay Daddy like this! If you don't change it, Chang'an will be broken by the Huns, and your head will hang over the city! Daddy was wrong, thinking that you were worthy of a great responsibility, but who knew that you were such a skinny dog who couldn't be mentioned. That's it, I don't expect you anymore, Daddy is looking for a candidate, and I will replace you with you, so that you don't have to leave your bones in the northwest. Hurt me to lose my son when I am old! ”

Liu Yizhen was scolded so much that he was shocked, but he didn't know the reason, only that his father knew that his one was ridiculous if he had divine help. I slept restlessly for a day and night, and the next morning, another secret envoy arrived, who was also a captain of the Baizhi team, and he also handed over the letter and turned around and left.

When the letter was opened, Liu Yizhen was dumbfounded: it turned out to be Wang Xiu who said a word to his father.

Liu Yu didn't know if he was afraid that a person would make a mistake in passing the book. It was an afterthought, apparently by mistake, that a second messenger was sent the day after that.

After reading Wang Xiu's secret letter, Liu Yizhen was ashamed and angry. It is ashamed that he has such a face in the eyes of outsiders, and he is angry that Wang Xiu actually dares to sue the black. But he was a kid after all. Although he was angry, he did not kill him. When he handed over the secret letter to the madman, everything changed.

The madman carefully read Wang Xiu's letter. sighed in his heart, knowing that what Wang Xiu said was right. But he also knew that Wang Xiu was ruining his future. If Wang Xiu doesn't get rid of it, it will be time for Liu Yuzhen to send someone to rectify the Assassin's Mansion. He would be expelled and rushed back to the army to make a living of fighting and killing, and he was tired of it. Serve Liu Yizhen well, one day in the house is equal to one year in the army, glory and wealth can sit down, why bother to be born and die?

Holding the letter, he paced back and forth in the room, reciting words, secretly putting his hands up and down, and for a long time, he said to Liu Yizhen quietly:

"Do you know why Duke Song handed over the secret letter to you?"

Liu Yizhen said let me know what I did wrong.

In that case, he just said no in the letter.

But Song Gong was not very literate and could not write such a long letter.

If you don't have much literacy, you can copy Wang Xiu's secret letter.

So why do you think he did that?

The madman said that if you look carefully at this secret letter, do you find anything unusual?

Liu Yizhen took the letter and looked at it, and was about to say that it was nothing, I had read it several times just now. Suddenly, the mystery was faintly discovered. On the word "Wang Xiu" in the letter, two small pinching marks can be seen if you look closely, like a crescent moon hidden in the clouds.

The madman said that the assassin would look for it again.

I went to find it with my heart, and sure enough, there was more than this, in the sentence "There are people who can't bear to go against the grain", the word "no" was pinched by a fingernail. The word "may" in "the spirit of the three armed forces cannot be weakened". The word "use" in "use the suspicious crowd to be the enemy of determination".

Liu Yizhen still doesn't know the essentials.

The madman said that the whole article was pinched by Song Gong with these few words, although the order was reversed, but it was straightened out, in fact, it was just one sentence:

"Wang Xiu is not available!"

Liu Yizhen's mouth is dry:

Is that really what Father meant? Wang Xiu was chosen by him to keep one for me. ”

The madman says this time and that time. Song Gong uses people, and he hates to be clever the most. Wang Xiu is a subordinate of the assassin history, and he refuses to play something clearly, but he wants to send a secret letter to complain, and the Duke of Song will definitely disdain it. Song Gong used this way to imply that the assassin Shi took Wang Xiu. He can't slap himself in the face, and openly admit that he looks at people blindly.

Liu Yizhen nodded slowly. He's a smart kid, but not smart enough to see a qiē. Compared with ordinary children, he is a precocious child, but he has not yet matured enough to control his likes and dislikes.

As soon as Liu Yizhen loosened, he didn't have to worry about the rest. The madman found Mao Xiuzhi and discussed how to interrogate Wang Xiu secretly. Let Liu Yizhen eavesdrop behind the screen, this is Mao Xiuzhi's idea, but now this scene is smashed.

Liu Yizhen hurriedly left the dark room, followed by the madman and Mao Xiuzhi. When I got to the open air, I took a breath of cold and fresh air, and my mind cleared up a little:

"What should Wang Xiu do?"

The madman said that he would not do anything, and now he only showed the public and announced that he had rebelled.

Liu Yizhen hesitated:

"Will anyone believe him if he rebelled?"

Mao Xiuzhi is obviously confident:

"When General Shen Tianzi killed Wang Zhenevil, in fact, Wang had signs of rebellion, Wang Xiu coerced Lord Shi and advocated killing General Shen, in fact, he wanted to kill people and kill him, lest he be implicated himself, which in itself was a sign of his rebellion. Now he is suing the black and trying to cut off the wings of Thorn Shi with the hand of Song Gong, which is actually paving the way for the seizure of power. Besides, he was able to send the secret letter to Jiangdong unknowingly, which shows that he has a strong friend in private! ”

The madman glanced at Mao Xiu in the morning light, and vaguely saw his hard poked chin, and shuddered.

Liu Yizhen paused, turned around and left, and threw down a sentence:

"Go ahead and do it!"

When the sun rose, in the dark room of Sima Mansion, Wang Xiu's body was in a different place.

When the madman finished drafting Wang Xiu's guilt, Mao Xiuzhi had already found more than a dozen henchmen, asking them to go to the army and the city to find clues, and be sure to dig out the secret channel for Wang Xiu to send letters to Jiangdong.

So far, there has been no snow in Guanzhong, and the winter sun is very warm.

The older generation is uneasy, they don't have cold in winter, but it's actually ominous. (To be continued......)