The mighty river stretches for thousands of miles, the sound of thick water rumbles, and the riverside is an ancient city that has stood for thousands of years.

Jiankang City, the capital of Nanhuai, where the Huai Palace is located.

A small hill like a minaret stands northwest of the stone city wall, between Jiankang City and the river.

The north solid cliff of the shogunate mountain, the bank of the river rises from the ground, ascending can overlook the mighty river, and the moonlight night here is more desolate. A deep ancient road from the north gate of Jiankang to the bottom of the hill, a few fast horses stepped on the ground in the sound of the river and galloped to the bottom of the mountain.

The old man in a cloak jumped off his horse, took the horse, and looked to the top of the mountain, where two figures could be faintly seen under the bright moon. The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is like a bright plate, the night is like day, and the starry sky is dim.

Approaching the river, the wind at night was much stronger, the old man tightened his cloak, and was about to climb the mountain by the stairs, but was stopped by the maid waiting at the foot of the mountain, and the maid said with trepidation: "Xiangguo, the king has an order, no one is allowed to go up the mountain to disturb." ”

"Get out of here!"

The old man flicked his cloak, revealing a sharp gaze, and with his shout, the attendants behind him had unsheathed their swords.

"Xiangguo, please don't embarrass the slave."

The maidservant fell to her knees in terror, and blocked her way up the hill with her weak body. The old man glanced at the maidservant, and sighed, not knowing whether he was angry or thinking.

He knew that all orders given by King Huai, no matter who they were, they must obey it to the death. He could easily step over the girl's body and go to the top of the mountain, but if so, the maidservant could only apologize for her sins with death, and there was no other way.

"Meng Xiang. Why bother with a little Gong'e. ”

Unconsciously. A woman walking down the mountain. Gently shaking the folding fan and smiling slightly, as if he was persuading and mocking.

The woman waved her hand, and the maidservant stepped aside, and the old man's way up the mountain was unimpeded.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Lord Min and the king went out of the palace, only bringing a palace lady, not afraid of assassins?" ”

"Huai Di is under the jurisdiction of my father. If he can't ensure the safety of his old people's travels, how can he let the people live in peace? The woman smiled and pulled out the saber at her waist in half, as if threatening, "If Meng Xiang has any words, or the news from the north, the county lord can pass the word, and Meng Xiang can return the same way after speaking." ”

"What if the old man doesn't agree?"

Lord Min sneered: "Then you have to ask the sword of this county lord first!" ”

Just in an instant, Lord Minjun's long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light under the moon pierced the old man. The old man just turned sideways slightly, avoiding the sword. Immediately hit the sword body with his chest, and the cold light fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and the old man's body had quickly rushed to the top of the mountain.

Lord Min sighed, abandoned his sword and chased quickly.

"The bright moon shines in the starry sky, it's not good, it's not good." On the stone platform on the top of the mountain, an old scholar in a wide robe held a pen in his hand, wrote five words on the paper, and then shook his head, raised his head slightly, and looked at the bright moon hanging in the air. The moon is sparse, and his face is calm, and he can't see the change in his demeanor.

"Greetings to the king." The old man walked to the top of the mountain, not panting or tired, and his tone was gentle.

"Brother Meng, you are a stable person, I have known you for thirty years, but I have never seen you care about you like a junior." The old scholar said with a smile, Lord Min had chased to the top of the mountain, her breath was disordered, she calmed her breath, and stood aside.

The old man sighed and said, "That person is dead. ”

"Smack!" The pen that the old scholar had been holding tightly in his hand suddenly fell on the paper, leaving a dot of ink. As the ink dots expanded, the smile on the old scholar's face became hideous.

"When?"

"Ten days ago, on the fifth night of the eighth month. Now Chang'an City has entered the mourning period, and the court summoned the king to Beijing to congratulate the new monarch, which was accompanied by the news of Chang'an City, and arrived on the south bank of the river. The old man sighed, "There are not many scouts left in Guanzhong now. ”

The old man handed over a blood-stained silk cloth, and judging from the colorful blood stains on the silk cloth, I don't know how many people have passed this secret report, and I don't know how many people have lost their lives because of it. And at the end of the secret report, Ming Jin, who was the most powerful person in charge of the most Lu Dynasty, was using the power of King Huai to escort the King of Chu to the south of the Yangtze River.

The old scholar sighed: "Crazy, this younger brother must be crazy." This little bit of bloodline that he desperately wants to maintain, just to make him emperor? When he was dying, he had to make a move that others couldn't understand, and this chess path was really unpredictable. ”

"Not necessarily. If it is really Liu Wenyan who usurped the edict, then what Gongzi Jin said may not be without reason. With Yuan Bolang's wisdom, it was impossible to prevent Liu Wenyan from monopolizing power in the DPRK. ”

"Liu Wenyan, Liu Wenyan."

The old scholar silently recited the name twice, and suddenly looked at Lord Min and asked, "Min'er, you saw this person when you went to Chang'an, and then tell me about his character." ”

Lord Min replied respectfully: "Insidious and treacherous, sanctimonious. ”

"Yes, this young man is not simple." The old scholar said, "Li Niang has also mentioned him many times, retreating from the Turks, quelling the rebellion, and hearing his name again and again." Most of the things of the Feng family's sisters and brothers are the games he weaved. Nephew of the Three Emperors...... The five emperors' nephews, now that even the four emperors' nephews have been planted, a mere Chu king will not be put in his eyes. Usurpation and Separate Establishment? I'm afraid that my brother may not be so hopelessly stupid. ”

The old scholar paused, picked up the pen again, "Tell Jin'er, let him not bring the King of Chu over for the time being, and find a place to take refuge first." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment and asked, "What does the king mean?" ”

"The new emperor summoned, when you are an uncle, you always have to give some face, Brother Meng, if you don't do this, you will accompany Min'er to Guanzhong again. Let's see if the new emperor is a Ming monarch or a puppet emperor. ”

The lord of Min County on the side hurriedly saluted and said: "Father, at this time, there is a great drought in Guanzhong, why don't we take over the king of Chu and raise troops in his name, if such a good opportunity is missed, I am afraid there will be no chance in the future!" ”

The old scholar held the pen, as if pondering the meaning of the five words on the paper, and said with a smile: "There is a chance, there are only tens of thousands of soldiers in the Guanzhong, I want my Huai army to be a wide range of soldiers and no external troubles, and I have a lot of help, this time I go to Chang'an, Min'er, you don't come back for the time being." ”

Lord Min was shocked: "Father's intention? ”

"Take a walk along the way, go to the territories of other vassal kings, and it's always good to get in touch with the same clan. Bring some small gifts and greetings from this king, and you can't lose the number of courtesies. We, the Su family, want to calm the world and the people. Those who are scheming or something, too tired, don't think too much. ”

Originally, Lord Min was worried that her father intended to use her as a hostage to show that he had no intention of rebellion, but after hearing this, she finally understood that her father couldn't wait to take action.

Contacting other feudal lords was the first step in action. "There is a lot of help from the Tao", in one sentence, it breaks through the mystery.

The old scholar sighed to the moon: "The bright moon shines in the starry sky, and the bright moon shines no matter how bright it is, it is only a moment of brilliance." It's better to fill in, the moon is bright and the starry sky, if you don't take advantage of the short-term brilliance of the starry sky, when the brilliance fades, there is no regret. (To be continued......)