Chapter 62: Attack on Wenzhen Weir

On the way to the front yard of the Hou Mansion, Ma Shiyuan was still full of praise for the other party.

"Brother, how can there be such a crisp but not crispy thing in the world, and the taste is refreshing but not delicious?"

Gu Zhun sighed, it's just a hairy belly, that is, I Gu someone can't cook, otherwise I will get out all the things I liked to eat in my previous life, and no matter how fat you Ma Shiyuan is, it's not a dream!

Hu Sanlang saw that Gu Zhun was gone, it was a lackey who occupied the nest and sat in the small building to eat hot pot, and he was afraid that Gu Zhun would scold him, so he forcibly pulled Zhang San and Li Si together, so now Gu Zhun only Meng Dechun followed.

Soon, Gu Zhun, Ma Shiyuan and Meng Dechun arrived in the side hall of the front yard.

Yongzhou is naturally not qualified to be received in the main hall.

Well, it is also Gu Zhun as the prince, unless there are special circumstances, he is not qualified to receive others in the main hall at other times.

When Wang Xian saw Gu Zhun coming in, he immediately greeted him respectfully, with a smile on his face: "Shizi, I don't know if my son Wang Chuan is staying in your mansion? This child likes to play outside since he was a child, and I don't know if he has caused trouble to your mansion!"

Gu Zhun glanced at Wang Xian, this is really a scholar?

"Yes, Wang Chuan is staying in my house!" Gu Zhun replied casually, and added in his heart, staying in the dog cage in the backyard, whether he likes to play in it or not, I don't know.

Seeing that Gu Zhun admitted that Wang Chuan was in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, Wang Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then, he opened a few boxes behind him, and said with a smile: "The first time I visited the prince, a small gift, not a respect." ”

Gu Zhun took a look at the things in these boxes, and saw that they were all ordinary belongings, although they were worth a lot of money, but he had already copied the Fu family, of course, he didn't look at these things very much.

"What a small gift!" Gu Zhun scratched his ears.

Seeing this, Wang Xian also showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and then he said: "In addition to these small gifts, there is also a big gift, that is...... Lord Li Jingqian has officially left Yongzhou for the capital today!"

"What?" Ma Shiyuan was surprised.

Gu Zhun also subconsciously asked, "Li Jingqian is finished?"

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"Li Jingqian is finished?"

On the Jiedu Embassy's Mansion, Wen Zhenyan stood in the courtyard, holding a pen in his hand, and was drawing the winter snow and plum in the garden on the drawing paper.

A man of short stature stood respectfully beside him and said: "Yes, my lord! According to the news from Yongzhou, last night this Li Jingqian actually made a big rebellious remark in public, and last night Yongzhou handed over a fold to the imperial court, and I heard that the monarch was furious in the court today, and all the princes in the court were scolded a lot for this!"

"Hehehe, then my cousin, has our Dazai-sama been scolded?" Wen Zhenyan asked with interest after a pause.

The short man shook his head and said, "Dazai-sama has not been scolded, and even this time it is very contrary to common sense, and it is all Dazai-sama's suggestion to let Li Jingqian go back to Beijing to report on his work first." ”

"Okay, he's really a saint!" Wen Zhenyan suddenly seemed to lose all interest, and casually drew a horizontal line on the drawing paper that was about to be completed, and this painting, which was originally very likely to be handed down, was destroyed like this.

The maid on the side hurriedly handed over the hot towel, Wen Zhenyan took it, wiped his hands, and said: "Li Jingqian is a garbage who only reads some dead books and can only make articles, so it's okay to leave!

"Then Yongzhou Don't drive Wang Xian is also a fool, and he actually reported Shangguan? Unless he can become the chief official for the rest of his life, and not be a deputy......!"

"Huh!"

Listening to Wen Zhenyan's words, the short man bent down respectfully and did not dare to say a word.

Wen Zhenyan said again: "By the way, Li Jingqian must have sent someone to me again, wanting to do some with me...... No matter who Li Jingqian sent, don't let him in!"

"Yes!"

The two maids beside him respectfully draped a snow-white tiger skin on Wen Zhenyan's back.

Wen Zhenyan strode on the frozen lake in the garden and walked towards the pavilion in the center of the lake.

Standing on this pavilion, there was no one around, only wind and snow.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wen Zhenyan's mouth: "This is a good snow!"

Suddenly, a man dressed in black knelt on one knee and appeared behind Wen Zhenyan.

"How?" Wen Zhenyan asked simply.

"Lord Hui, it has been determined that the old man named Du Jian has already left Hexi Road. ”

Hearing this, Wen Zhenyan nodded, and asked again: "So, do you have any understanding of the old man's strength and identity?"

"I'm sorry for my incompetence!"

Hearing this, Wen Zhenyan said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, that person can suppress two thousand people with the momentum and ability of one person, and he can even regard the Wind Breaking Divine Crossbow as nothing, this kind of existence has long exceeded our cognition of cultivators, and it is normal that it cannot be found." ”

The man in black hung his head respectfully.

Wen Zhenyan took out a note from his sleeve and handed it out: "Place it in the third lantern on the south wall of our Jiedu Mansion from left to right." ”

"No!" the man in black took the note with both hands and disappeared into the snow.

Wen Zhenyan's brows furrowed slightly, and he whispered to himself: "Could it be that the old man named Du Jian belongs to the destiny that Dazai said?"

"Among cultivators, the Jindan Realm is really not the end?"

"Moreover, is there really that kind of legendary realm in the world that moves mountains and reclaims the sea and destroys the dynasty with one thought?"

Wen Zhenyan shook his head slightly, cutting off this gratuitous reverie.

Looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, a smile appeared at the corner of Wen Zhenyan's mouth: "This is a good snow!"

"It's just that with such a heavy snowfall, how many people in your fiefdom can survive Gu Jiuming? What if you add that there are roving bandits attacking the village? When the time comes, will your grain storage be used to relieve the people of the fiefdom, or will it be left for your Zhenbei cavalry?"

"It sounds like a good thing that the army under your command can be expanded to 10,000 people, but in the spring of the next year, if there are not a few people in your fiefdom to farm the land, once the Jiedu Embassy restricts the grain trading and circulation of the entire Hexi Province next year, what will you use for your 10,000 people?"

Just as Wen Zhenyan was talking to himself, the note in the lantern on the south wall of the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion was taken out by a slave who was responsible for wiping and lighting the lamp, and the slave saw the number written on the note and hurriedly took the note to a candle shop in Tingzhou.

The shopkeeper took out an envelope from the ledger that he had been holding at some point, and immediately sent the letter out.

Go all the way around and around.

Entrenched in a cottage in the Wanbao Mountains at the junction of Hexi Road, Hedong Road, and Longyuan Road, a tall man received the letter.

A peculiar liquid was dropped on the letter, and the tall man saw the contents of the letter.

"Tell the brethren, pick up the fellows, and follow me to Hexi Road. ”