The sloppy monk will play the trick to the fullest, and a greasy face always has an unpredictable smile. Lu Jiu has changed from the initial disgust, surprise, and doubt to the five-body surrender. Every one of his explanations is just right, and he never gets it through, always leaving room for your reverie.

Li Xin couldn't help but admire this sloppy monk named Jiexiu, if he was a native of the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid it would be difficult to withstand the temptation of this trickery. What kind of chaos in the world, heroes who don't come out of the world, it's all bullshit. He has the knowledge of the next five years, and he is still a prophet. Thinking of this, his mind turned, and an evil thought came to him, anyway, being idle is idle, why not play with him.

There were many people nearby, and Li Xin grabbed the arm of the monk and said, "Great monk, let's take a step to talk!" ”

Jiexiu happily agreed, tightened the Qiankun bag on his shoulder, stretched out his right hand, and sang: "Donor, please first!" ”

Li Xin was also not polite, and took the lead in walking outside the town, "Great monk, you said we have met before?" ”

If according to the people of this era, out of respect for the monks, he should call him "Master" or "Master", but Li Xin was already playful and sadistic, and felt that this monk must not be good at paying tribute to nothing, so he was not polite to him. The sloppy monk Jiexiu didn't seem to be able to hear the frivolity in Li Xin's mouth, and still looked as usual.

After walking more than a dozen steps, far away from the noisy crowd, Li Xin stopped.

"There's something I want to ask the great monk!"

"Donor, but speak!"

Li Xin stared at Jiexiu's eyes tightly, and said word by word: "How much is there in the Spring and Autumn Period of the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Lu Jiu was frightened by this sentence, and said in his heart, could it be that the thirteenth brother himself has this intention? He glanced at Li Xin with a complicated expression.

A different color flashed in Na Jiexiu's eyes and disappeared in an instant, which of course did not escape Li Xin's eyes, which further determined that this person had a ghost in his heart. But I heard him say gloomily:

"It's no more than two hands!"

"What about the Emperor today?"

"No more than a few times!"

After answering Jiexiu's two questions, his face was calm as if he was talking about a cat and a dog, if ordinary people heard such rebellious words, they didn't even have time to cover their ears, how could they be so calm and calm, if he said that there was no ghost in his heart, it would be a ghost. Is this a professional who specializes in persuading people to rebel?

And what surprised and shocked Li Xin was that he answered these two questions without leaving ten, it is now the eleventh year of Chongzhen, if according to the original trajectory, there are still six years for Li Zicheng to capture the city of Beijing, and Emperor Chongzhen committed suicide in the coal mountain. He said that the number of these two lots narrowed the range of this number to five to ten, and that this person's estimate of the current situation was surprisingly accurate.

was waiting for a detailed inquiry, but unexpectedly, Najiexiu had already turned his head and left, and he left a sentence without looking back: "Since the donor is determined to go north, why hesitate here, he will meet again one day!" ”

Li Xin was stunned, this thing actually guessed his mind, it was simply a demon.

I just wanted to stop him and ask what was going on.

But I saw a few idlers suddenly grabbed Jiexiu, and said with bad intentions: "Is there anything to eat in the big monk's bag?" ”

Jiexiu was vigilant and hugged the Qiankun bag tightly.

"No, no, nothing!"

One of the idlers smiled and said: "The monks don't speak, let's see, the bag is full of Deng, the great monk is not honest, what do the brothers say?" ”

"It's still noisy, grab it!"

The idle man stopped talking nonsense, and stretched out his hand to pull Jiexiu's Qiankun bag, but Jiexiu grabbed it and didn't let go. The idler kicked him to the ground in annoyance, and shouted:

"Let go!"

"Don't let go!"

"Don't let go, brothers, give me a beating!"

Jiexiu, whose nose was blue and his face was swollen and red, shouted: "I fought with you......"

Seeing this, Lu Jiu stepped forward to help the sloppy monk Jiexiu relieve the siege.

"The master has been entangled by a few scoundrels, I'll go ......"

But he was stopped by Li Xin, "Let's take a look first!" ”

As soon as this product appeared on the stage, it packaged itself in a low-key luxury with connotation, and it also made him look foreign to see if he had any way to get out.

When the people saw that there was a mess, they gathered around to see the excitement, and there were not enough idle people to make a fuss. Li Xin and Lu Jiu hugged their arms and watched the excitement together on the side of the road.

Jiexiu was finally defeated by a few idlers, and the Qiankun bag was robbed. The idle man grabbed the two corners of the Qiankun bag, and was about to tear the bag apart, only to feel a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then the Qiankun bag was snatched away, and he was about to be angry, and his neck was cold, and a Yanling knife was on his shoulder.

The smell of blood on the knife body was rushed between his snorts, and the idle man only felt a faint heat in his crotch.

"Apologize to the master!"

Lu Jiu threw the bag in front of Jiexiu, and ordered the idler in a deep voice.

Xian Han Xu was stunned, and he didn't react for a while, Lu Jiu's wrist was forced, and the sharp Yanling knife cut a long bloody hole in his neck. Only then did he react and quickly knelt in front of Jiexiu.

"The master spares his life, the master spares his life, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, you don't remember the villain, don't be the same as the villain, you just treat the villain as a fart, let the villain go......"

Jiexiu got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, picked up his Qiankun bag, carried it on his shoulder, and finally kicked the idle man hard to relieve his anger. At the end, there is another sentence.

"The monks don't know as much as you do!"

Lu Jiu's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Don't get out of here!" ”

A few idlers were so frightened that they ran away, Lu Jiu was killed from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, with a murderous aura on his body, ordinary people saw this formation, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to approach anymore.

Li Xin came over at this time and teased:

"Great monk, can it be regarded as today's blood-light disaster?"

The implication is that you can't even calculate the small bad luck in front of you, and what ability do you have to calculate the national fortune of a country.

Jiexiu's face turned red, and Lu Jiu came up to relieve the siege, "Master, look at what you have lost?" ”

"Nosy, if you don't come to the poor monk, you will quickly solve a few splashes!"

Jiexiu glanced at Lu Jiu, turned around and left, and after a few steps out, he suddenly tripped under his feet and fell to the ground, that = The rope on the Qiankun bag on his shoulder was broken, and the contents were immediately scattered all over the ground, just bottles and cans, and there were a few steamed buns scattered during the period.

Lu Jiu was stunned! Looking at the lively people from afar, they couldn't help but laugh.

Jiexiu lowered his head and didn't speak, hastily scattered things on the ground and put them into the Qiankun bag, and ran away without looking back.

Li Xin looked at his back, and suddenly remembered that the monk said that they had met before, so he asked Lu Jiu.

"Lu Jiu, have we seen this thing?"

Lu Jiu tilted his head and thought for a long time, then shook his head.

……

The moon hung high and reflected in the white expanse of the earth, and a team of 1,000 people was cautiously groping its way forward.

"Ge Lao Gaoming, let's go to the first line of Wuqing Bazhou, and we really haven't met a few Tartars. After passing Renqiu in front, you can turn and go straight to Gaoyang. ”

This group of people is Liu Yuliang and Xiong Kaiyuan, the current cabinet assistants.

Liu Yuliang frowned with a headache when he heard Gao Yang, it is said that from Hejian to Gaoyang, tens of thousands of troops of Dolgon and Yue Tuo were gathered in this long and narrow region, and now they crashed into it, and their life and death were uncertain.

"Alas, this is also to catch ducks on the shelves, the main minister is dead, the old man as the head of the cabinet is not worried about the saint, who will come to share the sorrow for the saint?"

The fat man who was riding side by side but had half a horse's head was Xiong Kaiyuan, and he said disappreciatively: "What the elder said is reasonable, you have a sincere heart, you look at your humble duties in your eyes, admire in your heart, and dare to take risks in the whole world, who else can there be besides you?" ”

The words that were extremely numb came out and entered Liu Yuliang's ears, making him transparent and comfortable. However, Xiong Kaiyuan changed his words.

"But how can the head of the cabinet be used to charge into battle? What do you need the generals to do? He once mentioned this matter to his colleagues in private, and everyone thought that there must be a ghost in this matter? ”

Xiong Kaiyuan's words immediately attracted Liu Yuliang's attention.

"Ghosts?"

"Yes, it's someone stumbling in the dark! I want to drive the old man out of the capital! ”

Liu Yuliang sighed when he heard Xiong Kaiyuan's explanation.

"Xuan Nian, you are not in the Fengtian Temple, you can't complain about others, the saint was in a hurry at the time, if the old man didn't come out at that time......"

Liu Yuliang sighed again.

"Under the wrath of the saint, the old man will not be able to protect the light ones, and the heavy ones will be condemned to the border."

It was also under the excitement of love that he actually said his true inner feelings that he had never spit out half a word in the officialdom for many years.

Xiong Kaiyuan did not feel like a confidant because of Liu Yuliang's openness, but slandered in his heart.

"Whether it's dismissal or fighting, it's still life, but now I'm asking for hardship, and I may even have to put my life into it. If you are willing to give your life, you will come to pit Lao Tzu, if it weren't for the ten thousand taels of silver for that, why would Lao Tzu be here! ”

Xiong Kaiyuan was secretly slandering Liu Yuliang for not wanting to die for the sake of officials, so he didn't think about it, didn't he himself die for money?

"Elder Ge is in the bureau, you can only see what you can see in this matter, but what you can't see?"

"How's that?"

"Elder Ge, please think, if you go out of Beijing, who will benefit the most? Who would benefit the most if you didn't come back? Take 10,000 steps back, if you don't take the initiative to go out of Beijing and are condemned by the Holy Lord, who will benefit the most? ”

Liu Yuliang pondered secretly. After considering the important ministers of the court, there are no more than three people who meet this condition.

One is Yang Sichang, the second is Xue Guoguan, and the third is Zhang Sizhi. Zhang Sizhi has a lot of friendship with him, and he is not good at friends, and he is indispensable with the support of the emperor, so he can basically be excluded. The remaining Yang Sichang and Xue Guoguan, these two people can't get rid of suspicion, and if they fall, their chances of taking the position are very great.

Xiong Kaiyuan continued to throw out information that made Liu Yuliang angry.

"Yang Sichang once entered the palace in a hurry the night before the court meeting, which was witnessed by the minister on duty that night, stayed in the palace for no less than two hours, and did not leave the palace until late at night, what did Yang Sichang say in front of the saint? Why did the Holy Lord go mad in the temple the next day! ”