Ruishan is located in the suburbs of Beijing, there are dozens of large and small Taoist temples and temples on the mountain, hidden among the trees, and the pilgrims are continuous in all seasons.

In recent days, due to the imminent war, there have been fewer pilgrims than in the past, but one after another, some people have come to pay their respects.

Whether it's three steps and one bow, or a hurry, everyone is in charge of their own affairs, and no one cares about others' minds.

The further up the hill, the fewer pilgrims there are.

And the heavy fog of the autumn and winter mornings lingered around, making it more and more lonely.

At the top of the mountain, facing the wind, Qin Luan looked at the capital.

The fog has not cleared, and the vision is not clear.

She smiled and said to Lin Fan beside her: "Climbing up and looking at the fog like this, it seems to have returned to Tianyiguan." ”

Lin Fan turned his head, looked at her, and listened to her say the old things in the view.

Tianyiguan is on Mount Tai, and the climate varies throughout the year.

When it comes to immortals in the book, it is necessary to say that the clouds are driving the fog to show the immortal assets.

Of course, Qin Luan had heard it when he was a child.

After going up the mountain, I pondered when I had nothing to do, and under this cloud and mist, she was a little Taoist boy who couldn't even draw talismans, and she became powerful.

"That's what I thought, so I'll tell Master." Qin Luan said.

Lin Fan liked to hear her say those trivial things, so he handed over the words: "And then?" ”

"Then," Qin Luan's eyes bent, "Master handed me a pu fan and asked me to fan the stove." The useless little Dao Tong apprentice could only look at the Dan furnace. ”

Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh.

The two of them came to stay high and observe the situation in Beijing.

Dressed as an ordinary person in the village and town, it is not conspicuous at all among the pilgrims who go up the mountain.

When I got to the mountain, there was hardly anyone else around, and while waiting for the fog to clear, I told some interesting things to pass the time.

For Lin Fan, knowing his identity, to entering the imperial city, this road has already taken ninety steps.

The remaining ten steps are much more difficult than the previous ones.

Jingshi is close at hand, and there are many ways to enter the city.

direct attack, even the destruction of the city walls; continued to exert pressure, forcing the city to run out of food; Waiting for Huang Taishi and them to drag their feet in the city, they made a disturbance and made peace inside and out......

There are many means, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, but what Lin Fan and Yongning Hou want, in addition to being safe, is also as peaceful as possible.

Therefore, they need to observe the situation of the Jingshi more.

Seosan is undoubtedly a good location to observe.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the scout's abilities, but Lin Fan wants to see it for himself.

Qin Luan also wanted to go up the mountain for a walk, and when Yongning Hou heard it, he responded.

The loyal Qinbo who garrisoned the capital had no intention of coming out to fight, let alone searching around, and only a few scouts who came out to investigate sporadically were not Lin Fan's opponents at all.

In the east, the long-awaited daylight finally emerged from behind the clouds.

As the sun rose, the fog gradually dispersed, and the outline of the capital became clearer and clearer.

"There is a guard at the city gate," Lin Fan pointed and said to Qin Luan, "There are long queues in and out of the city." ”

Qin Luan looked at it and said, "When our army presses forward again, the city gate should be completely closed, and we can't enter or exit." ”

Lin Fan bowed his head and said, "There are more defenders on the city wall than before. ”

Qin Luan looked at it carefully and asked, "The defenders seem to be hoarding something?" ”

"Stones," Lin Fan said, "for dealing with ladders." ”

The two of them analyzed the various situations they could find.

I have to say that Zhong Qinbo is very attentive, and his preparations for war are extremely thorough, and he has an attitude of stalemate with the attacking army to the end.

"They want to wait for support from all sides," Lin Fan said, "betting that we won't survive this winter." ”

In the past few days, Beijing has notified the state governments of various prefectures to transfer troops to Beijing for rescue, and the scouts have also gained a lot.

The old marquis is not worried about the flying gate at all.

Mao Gu'an made it clear that he would not come to mix, and honestly guarded Xizhou City.

Liu Ben is his own person, if he brings troops to come, not only will he not save the Beijing Division, but he will follow the old Marquis to fight the Beijing Division.

And the number of soldiers in various places is limited, and if they really gather together, there is also a lack of a person who can take the lead.

Instead, the defenders stationed in the cities of the south should be of paramount importance.

It's just that their first priority is to guard, not to let the Nanshu people find a fault, even if they come to save the Jingshi, they will not be stupid enough to dispatch all the staff.

Qin Wei sits in Qiyang City, which is not only the retreat of Baolin Fan and Yongning Marquis, but also to guard against the movement of troops in the south.

As for the follow-up supply of grain and grass, in the hands of the eldest princess of Pingyang, after so many years of accumulation and preparation, the most important thing is silver and grain and grass.

Therefore, it is difficult for the capital to wait for the help they want.

Lin Fan observed carefully, smiled and said to Qin Luan: "Let's go, go down the mountain." ”

Qin Luan answered, and when he turned around, his wrist was buckled.

She raised her eyes to look at Lin Fan.

The wind on the mountain has the coolness of late autumn.

The sunlight fell on Lin Fan's body, with a layer of velvet warmth, flickering in his eyes.

The power on his wrist slid down, Qin Luan understood, and his five fingers were lightly buckled.

"Let's go." She raised her hand, waved it, and smiled.

A smile overflowed from the corner of her lips, and Lin Fan led her down the mountain.

The capital, under the south gate.

Zhongyibo looked at the crowd in and out coldly, and went to Ruyi Fang with a gloomy face.

Today's Ruyi Fang, there are many guards and pedestrians.

Someone recognized Zhongyibo and hurriedly came forward to salute.

Zhongyibo looked at it, it was the person who commanded the envoy of Jingwei, and his face became even more ugly when he thought of his son who had just been suspended.

Bad luck!

Extremely unlucky!

Wan Chengben only had a position in the yamen, and because of his good relationship with the Yongning Marquis Mansion, he was sent home.

Holding his breath, Zhongyibo didn't have the heart to walk around the street, so he asked the little guy to find a sedan chair and go home.

As soon as he bypassed the shadow wall, Zhongyibo met Wan Cheng head-on.

Wan Cheng arched his hand and called "father".

Zhongyi Bo said: "I went to the city gate to see before, and it is getting stricter day by day, and when the anti-thief army gets closer, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter and exit." I'm worried about your mother, she's alone in the Zhuangzi, in case something happens......"

Wan Cheng lowered his eyes.

He knew that his father wanted to bring his mother back.

This is not the first time this has been mentioned.

Previously, his father was taboo about Dingguogong, so he acquiesced in sending his mother who did something wrong.

After the emperor designated Dingguo Gong as a thief, my father didn't have to worry about that, and he had already mentioned it once.

Wan Cheng refused, on the grounds that the situation was unclear, and at least he had to wait for the army to return to the DPRK.

A while ago, Lin Fan turned into the emperor's grandson, and his father mentioned it again, but Wan Cheng still gave it no.

What he said is that the emperor is angry for the sake of the anti-thief, and he has nowhere to vent his worries.

The words were very serious, and the loyal and righteous uncle was so angry that he couldn't do it, but he also gave up.

Today, when my father brought it up again, he used a bitter meat trick.

Wan Cheng had thought about how to deal with this strategy before, so he said: "They are surrounding the Beijing Division, and they will not move the villages and towns on the side, but in the city, maybe there will be chaos." Seriously, if it weren't for your father, it would not be appropriate to leave Beijing at this moment, and I would like to send you to Zhuangzi, which is safer than in the city. ”

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