"Childe, you don't seem to be happy along the way." Wang Hu asked.

"What's there to be happy about?" Huang Chong smiled and asked rhetorically.

"Then why did the son go back to Beijing early?" Wang Bao asked, he thought that Huang Chong was unhappy because he was going to return to Bianjing, although the emperor only promised Huang Chong three years of study tour, but in fact, Zhao Ji later relaxed the time limit, in all fairness, the emperors of the Song Dynasty were more benevolent and easier to talk to among the emperors in Chinese history.

"Bianjing." In fact, Bianjing is not a Longtan tiger's den for his current self, at least it is much safer than Luoyang in the early days of the Detective Plane, at most it is restricted from freedom.

"Childe is worried about Jin Guo?" Wang Hu asked in a low voice, although he looked rough, but his heart was very fine, he found that Huang Chong's anxiety began when he heard about the fall of the Liao State.

"Hmm."

"This, what's there to worry about, the Great Song Dynasty and the Jin State jointly destroyed the Liao State, signed a contract, and took back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, isn't this a great thing?" Wang Bao asked puzzled.

Fourteen years ago, the Song and Jin had already hooked up, and for the sake of their common enemy, the Liao State, the two countries also signed a contract, known as the "Maritime Alliance", and the goal of the Song Dynasty was to reclaim the sixteen states of Yanyun.

After the conclusion of the alliance, the Great Song Dynasty had sent troops several times, twice to the Liao State Nanjing (Yanjing) City, but were repelled by the Liao State, just two years ago, the Liao State captured Nanjing, the Song Dynasty could only spend money to redeem Nanjing, and internally it was propaganda that the Song Dynasty forbidden army took Nanjing and recovered the sixteen states of Yanyun, in fact, what the Song Dynasty got was just a ruin, and the people there had long been plundered by the Jin people to the northeast as slaves.

However, for the rulers of the Song Dynasty, this was enough, and they made a lot of publicity, especially after the Jin State destroyed the Liao State, and this propaganda was even more unscrupulous.

Now many Song people even think that the Jin soldiers are just auxiliaries in this war of annihilation, and the Song army is the real main force, dragging the main army of the Liao State to give the Jin soldiers a chance, and even public opinion believes that letting the Jin State occupy the land is the benevolence of the Great Song Dynasty.

Huang Chong didn't know what to say about this.

"What is the combat effectiveness of the forbidden army, it's not that I haven't seen it, just with those wastes, it's better than the people who just put down their hoes, if the Jin country goes south, how can they resist?" Huang Chong smiled disdainfully and asked.

"It's, it can't be." Wang Bao said that Huang Chong didn't know where he got the confidence to come up with such a "beautiful" answer, and he said it so confidently.

It was Wang Hu, whose face was a little heavy, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Childe, what should we do then?" ”

Huang Chong smiled: "What should I do, hehe, this is what his Zhao family has to do with me, let's go, go back to Bianjing first, even if the Jin people want to go south, it won't be now, what's the matter, let's talk about it then." ”

"This place is not far from Bianjing, and it can be reached in two days at most."

"Hmm."

In the Song Dynasty, horses were a scarce strategic resource, and the three of them couldn't get horses at all, so they could only walk.

At night, because they missed the stay, the three of them could only find a broken Taoist temple to settle down.

It's not that every night in a broken temple or a broken Taoist temple can encounter things, but since it is written, it must not be calm, because calm does not need to be mentioned.

"Someone." Huang Chong, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly opened his eyes and spoke out, waking up the two.

After being woken up by Huang Chong, Wang Bao jumped up, walked out of the temple gate, and lay on the open space outside, with his left ear on the ground.

"It's horses, and there are six of them from the north." Wang Bao said that this "art of listening" was learned from an old sergeant when he was a thief in the early years, and it was very accurate.

"You two leave at once, and wait for me five miles north." Huang Chong said immediately.

"Yes." After being by Huang Chong's side for two years, they knew that at this time, the only thing they could do was to be obedient.

The two left from the back window, Huang Chong hid on the roof, uncovered the tiles, and observed the situation in the Taoist temple through the gaps, six horses, this is not a small number, the person who came must be a very powerful person, and may even be a person in the court, Huang Chong has a hunch that they will stay in this broken Taoist temple.

After a while, sure enough, six people rode horses to the broken Taoist temple, and after placing the horses, six people walked into the main hall one after another, these six people were all Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, five of them carried swords behind their backs, and the remaining people held dust.

The Taoist priest who held the dust looked around, found a place under the broken statue of Sanqing, swept the dust with his hand, and a gust of wind swept away all the debris on the ground, and then sat down cross-legged, and the other five people sat down around him, faintly forming a formation, and did not say a word throughout the whole process.

About another pillar of incense, I heard another movement, still the sound of horses' hooves.

This time it was four people, three of whom were wearing strong suits and carrying sabers around their waists, judging from the figures and demeanors of these three people, they should be soldiers, and they were soldiers on the battlefield who had experienced life and death.

The other man was dressed in a mysterious way, wearing a black cloak that covered his whole body and was masked, revealing only his eyes and forehead, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, but the white hair peeking out of the cloak showed that this person must be quite old.

Seeing the four people coming in, the six Taoist priests stood up one after another, and the two sides did not exchange any greetings, and the Taoist priest who was holding the dust said directly: "This time Tong Gong went north, what do you need to do with the poor road?" ”

"What do you mean by that?" The black cloak asked, his voice loud, not like an old man.

"Since Tong Gong summoned the poor Dao here with the 'Flying Dragon Order', it must have something to do with this trip north." The Taoist priest smiled.

"I need you to kill someone."

"Who?"

The black cloak nodded to the subordinate beside him, and the subordinate took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to the Taoist priest.

"Is this some shady deal?" Huang Chong secretly said in his heart, thought about it, and refocused his attention on the Taoist temple.

"This man is not easy to kill." The Taoist priest had already tucked the paper into his cuff and said.

"Within three months, this man must die." Black Cloak said.

"Okay."

The Taoist priest suddenly said, "By the way, do you need Poor Dao to help Tong Gong get rid of the rats?" ”

"Not good!" As soon as the Taoist priest's words fell, Huang Chong on the roof had a loud alarm in his heart, and without the slightest hesitation, he swept towards the right with light skills.

Boom......

The place where Huang Chong was before, as if it had been bombarded, suddenly exploded, bricks and sawdust flew sideways, Huang Chong hurriedly drew his sword to protect his body, so it was not affected.

Before Huang Chong could catch his breath, five Taoist priests with sharp swords in their hands appeared behind Huang Chong at some point.

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