The late autumn wind swept away a few remnant clouds, dyeing the sky red.

Through the vicissitudes of life, the Yitong River flows into the distance.

Thirty-five miles away from the southwest of Changchun City, there is a town on the bank of the Yitong River that is Leshan Town, the former name is Luck Mountain, there is a Taoist temple group at the foot of the temple mountain in the west of the town, it was built in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, it is called "Longquan View", pilgrims are flocking, and the cigarette smoke is misty. The old streets in the center of the town are dotted with pots, oil mills, grocery stores, blacksmith stoves, and carpenter shops, and merchants from the north and south are bustling. From time to time, the big bell in Longquan Temple rings, which is thick and melodious, and the sound is broadcast hundreds of miles away.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Luo Shuangchen accompanied Nalan Songhan on this old street, and Zhang Shuofei followed closely behind, watching from both sides vigilantly.

Nalan looked at Luo Shuangchen's preoccupied appearance, and still looked at him with a smile like that, his calm kung fu after the big event was not cultivated overnight, "Hansheng, not far from the southwest of Leshan Town, there is a place called Dalingtun, and there is a grinding stone mountain behind it, grinding stone, Manchu is called 'Luck', about a hundred years ago, Leshan was called Luck Mountain, and the grinding stone of that year was transported to Guannei and Northeast China. In the early years of the Ming Dynasty, the Luck Mountain Guard was one of the seventy-two guards of that year. To the north of the town, there is a small section of low moat, which is the remains of the wicker side more than 300 years ago. ”

"Third brother, I've also heard that there is a wicker edge in Liaoxi, and there is also one in Jilin?" Luo Shuangchen responded absentmindedly, he was wondering where he had lost the peace buckle around his neck, this object that had been worn on him since birth, made him cherish it.

Nalan thought that he was a little frightened that the arms were successfully transported out of the city under the noses of the Japanese, and that he was worried about whether the arms could reach Dongman Harba Ridge safely. As early as the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Kanto region is vast and sparsely populated, and the tribal boundaries of the Jurchen, Mongolian and other nomadic peoples are also uncertain. Subsequently, the boundaries of General Shengjing, the deputy capital of Jilin, and the jurisdiction of Mengqi were also clarified. The wicker edge is divided into old side and new edge. From the bottom of the old side of Shengjing 'U' shaped in the west of the Great Wall and the sea in the east, starting from the Weiyuan Fort of Kaiyuan, it extends to the northeast, passes through Yitong Prefecture under the jurisdiction of Jilin Vice-capital, and ends at Shulan Liangjia Mountain in Wula Territory as a new side. There are 4 side gates on the new side of the wicker, including the Burtu side gate, the Hersu side gate, the Yitun side gate, and the Bayan Ofoluo side gate, all of which belong to the Jilin general. The specific location of this Yitun side gate is about 25 miles in the northeast corner of Leshan Town, on the west bank of the Yitong River, there is a brick gatehouse, that is, the defense yamen, which is now also abandoned. In the era of Qianlong, this Leshan was a prosperous place for goods to pass north and south, and now it has declined a lot. I still remember that Lord Qianlong was stationed here and wrote a poem: The tribes are all over the place, and Jilin is not far away. The mountains are close to the people, and the road is swelling and disappearing. The village villa is maple leaf, and the side wall is wicker. When I first came to my original homeland, I encountered new tricks from bandits. What is the heart, how hard work is arrogant. The province is auspicious, and the treasure is abundant. ”

"Good...... Brother, I'm ...... It's the first time I've heard that there is so much more to this town. Luo Shuangchen looked aimlessly at the town store on the street.

"I said you kid, what's the matter, you can't give up? You are also a person who has experienced a great battle, what do you want to talk to me? Nalan said deliberately angrily.

"Our brother Lu is missing Miss Lu. It's ......," Zhang Shuofei jokingly answered.

"You, eighty percent of you are to the point. Shuofei, you see the wine flag hanging in front of you, let's go in and sit down, let's accompany Master Lu to have a drink---- and treat you kid, you can order delicious food. Nalan looked at Zhang Shuofei, who had long been hungry, "Your kid has done a lot of credit in the past two days." ”

"Come on, Third Master. My belly is already drumming. Zhang Shuofei hurriedly ran to a place where the wine flag was fluttering in front of him.

"Third brother, I haven't worried about today's matter, Changfeng and the four seas will definitely be able to handle things safely." After all, it was on the street, and he didn't break it, "I lost one of my personal belongings." ”

"Well, something is lost like this. Let's go to the front and sit for a while, it doesn't matter what we lose, there is a third brother. Nalan pulled Luo Shuangchen and walked straight to the place where Zhang Shuofei was standing on the side of the street.

The door face of the four rooms of this restaurant, the bucket arch flying eaves, the carved beams and painted buildings, the five blue background Wei stele gold characters on the door --- "Eight Treasures Jubin Building". Obviously, Zhang Shuofei has arranged everything.

The three of them entered the restaurant, passed through the elegant gray brick hallway, and pushed the door into a room called "Xinlan".

As soon as the three of them sat down, Zhang Shuofei hurriedly brought the tea.

As soon as Luo Shuangchen sat down, he drank all the tea, his face was sad, and his brows were tightly locked.

"What the hell is it? Shouldn't it be the Hetian Yu Ping'an buckle that Yu Zhishan handed over to you when you first came to Xinjing? ”

“…… Well, that's it. It's a long story, but in fact, my surname is not Lu, and I don't know what my surname is. Luo Shuangchen's eyes were full of autumn water, and he was in a daze, "When I was nine years old, I didn't hear my Chengde's father and mother talking, and the only thing that can prove my life experience is this peace buckle, I asked my father, and I didn't dare to ask after being slapped; When I returned from Japan, I asked my father again, and my father was so angry that he said that if I asked him again, he would kill himself. So, I only looked for it secretly, I saved Chief Yu's mother that year, and I lost it, but fortunately her old man picked it up, why did I lose it again this time? Where was it lost? For the rest of my life, I must at least know whose blood is in my body. I need to know what caused them to give birth and abandon me? ”

"I didn't expect my old brother to have such troubles. Is it because there are a lot of people tossing in the city these days? Or which one of them didn't steal it? ”

"You let go of me, I can't walk, master, I want to eat!"

There was a loud shouting from outside.

"Boy, you can toss us hard along the way, let's eat, you just watch. When you get to the torture room of the National Police Department, there is something delicious for you. ”

"Third master, Brother Lu, why does this voice sound so familiar?"

(End of chapter)