"Zou Xing is dead?"

Tian Mansion, Tian Feiyan's eldest brother Tian Cong heard the report of his subordinates, looked at the bamboo slip in his hand, and his face in his early twenties was a little surprised.

"Back to my lord, there are more than ten people in a group, and none of them are alive!"

The servant nodded.

At this moment, Tian Cong, who was dressed in the official uniform of Qi State, put away the bamboo slips, and under the wide cuffs, one hand quietly clenched into a fist.

Zou Xing was a pawn that his father was going to place in the Qin State, and now that Zou Xing was killed, there was no doubt that his father's previous plans had been disrupted.

Who is so bold to dare to kill people on the official road.

"You go down first!"

Tian Cong said.

When the servant heard this, he turned around and retreated after saluting.

In the study, Tian Cong's face gradually became gloomy, and he was a little puzzled.

Who is so big but, dare to come out at this time, make a mistake.

Thinking that his father had been planning for Zou Xing for a long time, he never expected that Zou Xing would be killed at this most critical time.

Tian Cong turned his head, looked out the window, sighed, and then left the study.

A moment later.

In the cool interior of Tianfu, the maids of Tianfu saw Tian Cong and hurriedly gave way.

"Your Excellency!"

"Your Excellency!!"

At this moment, the servants and maids lowered their heads one after another.

Tian Cong walked slowly in front of his subordinates.

And in the pavilion, Tian Feiyan and Tian's father were enjoying the shade inside.

"Father!"

Tian Cong glanced at Yan'er, a smile appeared in his gloomy eyes, and then bowed to his father.

"What?"

Father Tian held a roll of bamboo slips in the middle of the court, looked at the eldest son, and obviously felt that the eldest son was looking for him.

Tian Cong didn't answer in a hurry, glanced at Yan'er, and hesitated for a moment.

"Father, Zou Xing was killed halfway!"

Tian Cong opened his mouth and said, and then handed the bamboo slip in his hand to his father.

As an elder brother, he didn't want his little sister to hear this, after all, his little sister was still young. But thinking of what Xiaomei said two days ago, he finally decided to let Xiaomei try to know some things.

So at the moment, he didn't hide it, and directly told Zou Xing about being killed.

When Father Tian heard Tian Cong's words, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and after taking the bamboo slip, he slowly opened it.

"Father, do you want to go and ask the child to investigate?"

Tian Cong said that he knew that now that Zou Xing died, all the plans of his former father would be nullified.

He also wanted to know who would kill Zou Xing at this time.

"No need."

Father Tian looked at the bamboo slips, did not look up, and said in a light tone.

At this moment, in Tian's father's heart, he had already roughly guessed who was making the move. If the eldest son is allowed to track down, the dog may jump off the wall if he is in a hurry.

Although it is a pity, Zou Xing is dead. There is no need to fight for a dead man and make the people of the Qi court panic.

What's more, King Qi has never agreed with his previous plan, worried about offending the Qin State.

"Send the bamboo slips to Tian Xian's mansion."

Father Tian handed the bamboo slip to the subordinate beside him and commanded.

"Yes!"

When the subordinate heard this, he took the bamboo slip and turned to leave the pavilion.

"Tian Xian?"

Tian Cong muttered and looked at his father.

He knew that his father's words must have a deep meaning, and it was likely that his father already knew that the person who did it was Tian Xian.

Thinking of this, Tian Cong finally understood why his father asked him not to pursue it anymore.

This matter is not visible, if it is really Tian Xian, then my father really can't do anything to Tian Xian because of Zou Xing's death.

After all, after Tian Xian, there is also the prime minister who wins.

"Little Lord!"

At this time, a subordinate came to Little Lori's side.

Seeing this, little Lori nodded, and then got up.

"Father, eldest brother, Yan'er will go first!"

Little Lori said to Tian's father and Tian Cong, and then ran towards the pavilion with a smoke.

Looking at Tian Feiyan's back, looking at this scene, Tian's father and Tian Cong couldn't help but smile and shake their heads.

"Father, why did Yan'er suddenly want to study medicine during this time, and some time ago I invited many famous doctors to come to the house, do you want to ask the people around Yan'er?"

Tian Cong said to Father Tian with a smile.

During this time, the little sister Yan'er was like a demon, not to mention the original medical skills in the house, that is, the medical skills hidden in the school palace, all of which were brought back to the house by Yan'er.

It's a bit weird.

"No need, for my father, I don't want to let Yan'er hold a grudge anymore! Besides, studying medicine is not a bad thing, just like Yan'er. ”

Father Tian glanced at Tian Cong angrily. Although he was very curious, he thought that Yan'er had brought a subordinate to him and asked him why Shui Yan suddenly left to join a distant relative, whether it had anything to do with him.

At that time, Tian's father found out that he had always underestimated Yan'er's cleverness.

After all, the man carried the cigarette on his back and told them about the cigarette, only he and Tian Cong knew.

Obviously, Yan'er was careful, and after the man left, he noticed the strangeness of the next person, so he thought of him.

Now that Yan'er has finally disappeared a little, if he is studying medicine now, he, a father, will have to secretly check behind his back, then Yan'er is afraid that he will really hate his father.

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"Wooden hairpin! Come and see the delicate wooden hairpins! ”

"Wormskins, only two! The best insect skin!! ”

The streets of a city are full of traffic and pedestrians. With the hawkers on both sides of the street shouting vigorously, many pedestrians will stop and watch when they pass by.

And in the midst of the crowd.

A teenager with a package on his back, with a loveless look.

Behind him, there was an old man with white hair.

"I'm about to cross the Muddy River by boat! Don't follow! ”

The one who spoke was rushing along the way to Shui Yan of the Qin State.

Looking at the bad old man in front of him, Shui Yan looked helpless.

After explaining what happened that day, Zou Xing's ghost dissipated on the third day.

I thought I could hurry with peace of mind, but I didn't think that it wouldn't be long before I ran into a strange old man.

"Listen to the old man's advice, the Qin State is like a tiger, fame and fortune, but the clouds and smoke, the Qin State is definitely not a place to live, don't go!"

The old man wore a shabby cloth coat and followed Shui Yan behind, constantly persuading.

The old man's words made the pedestrians who heard it on the street couldn't help but look over.

Feeling the puzzled eyes around him looking at this side, the old man looked indifferent, but Shui Yan was already a little collapsed at the moment, looking at the old man with white hair and looking more than sixty years old.

"Let's go! Please! ”

Shui Yan looked at the old man.

This is already the fifth day, and for five whole days, the old man has been following him, babbling beside him and asking him not to go to the Qin Kingdom.

He was very curious, this was the old man from that family, and whether anyone had taken it away!

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have picked up the flask for you in the first place. Leave me alone! ”

Shui Yan cried and mourned, looking a little loveless.

At this moment, Shui Yan looked like a dog skin plaster, and the old man who couldn't get rid of it couldn't be driven away, and he regretted it in his heart.

On that day, when he was on his way, he saw the old man on the side of the road, and the old man's wine jug fell into the water. Shui Yan saw that the old man was old, and he couldn't go to the village or the store before, so out of kindness, he helped the old man go into the water to pick it up.

I never thought about it, but I picked up a trouble!

This old man is now following him, and he can't get rid of him, and he still talks that he wants to accept him as a disciple, and also says that all he has learned all his life is hidden in Quyang, and he hopes to go to Quyang with him.

Tell the truth.

If it weren't for the fact that it was now the Warring States period.

Shui Yan was very suspicious that the old man in front of him, who looked to be over sixty years old, was a human trafficker.

"Accumulate heavy numbers, punish infinitely, and kill thieves among the people; It is said to be a dead country. Don't really want to go to Qin! ”

The old man still said to Shui Yan with a look of nervousness.

Not to mention.

The old man's words are indeed quite reasonable.

Even Shui Yan, who had no love for his life, couldn't help but glance at the old man, obviously he didn't expect the old man to be able to say such a few words, quite a 'master's demeanor'.

However, no matter how great the truth is, no matter how high the master is, in Shui Yan's heart, it is no bigger than he wants to go to the Qin State.

Seeing that the old man didn't seem to have the slightest intention of going back, Shui Yan was helpless, turned around and walked in the direction of the turbid river.

The old man looked at Shui Yan, his face full of wrinkles, and he also shook his head and quietly followed.

A moment later.

When Shui Yan arrived at the Turbid River, he asked the boatman when he would cross the river, and after knowing that it would take another hour, he turned around and found a place to take off the package.

"There are no carriages and horses yet, so why bother!"

The old man watched Shui Yan take off the package, take out the food, and asked again.

He couldn't figure out why such a good young man had to go to the Qin State!

Qin and Zhao often have wars, this army is chaotic, isn't it good to be a disciple of him honestly?

Besides, Shui Yan doesn't have a carriage, just a pair of feet. If you don't go on for three or five months, you won't be able to reach the Qin State at all, so why suffer this crime!

Shui Yan still didn't want to pay attention to the old man and didn't say a word. In the package, his grandmother prepared food for him to hurry, broke off a little and soaked it in a bowl of water, and when it became softer, she took off the cloth roll wrapped in the package, cut a small piece with a sword and put it in the bowl.

After doing all this, Shui Yan finally sighed, and finally took the soaked food and gave it to the old man.

"Don't follow me after eating!"

Shui Yan glanced at the old man angrily.

Although it was very annoying, it was annoying to the old man in front of him. But looking at the old man's somewhat messy white hair, he still couldn't see that he was eating while watching the old man starving.

"It's delicious, don't talk to me! I'm deaf, I don't listen! ”

Seeing that after the old man took it, he seemed to want to nag again, Shui Yan hurriedly said first.

After honestly recovering the old man, he turned his head and prepared something to eat for himself.

The old man looked at the food in his hand, and then at the young man who was holding the package, the corners of his mouth went up, and he smiled softly.

"After five days of eating, I still don't feel bored, if the old man didn't guess wrong, the things in the bowl and the brewing process must be extremely cumbersome."

The old man took a sip, exclaimed, then shook the humble food in his hand, and began to eat again.

And Shui Yan, who was very annoyed by the old man, did not give the old man a blank eye this time, and there was a touch of pride on his face.

It was made by his maternal grandmother.

Of course it's delicious!

"You kid, what are you writing, can you let the old man take a look!"

After eating, the old man couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw Shui Yan holding a carving knife and carving words on the bamboo slips.

However, when Shui Yan saw the old man approaching, he didn't speak, but raised his hand, flashed the carving knife in his hand in front of the old man, and looked at him with straight eyes.

Looked at.

The old man had no choice but to retreat.

But looking at the bamboo slips in the young man's hand, the old man's heart was really itchy, and he really wanted to see what the young man in his picture was carving every day.

What is the situation in the world? Or is it a military book insight? Or the advice after going to the Qin State?

The more the old man thought about it, the more itchy his heart became, but no matter how close he was in the past five days, the young man just wouldn't show him the contents of the bamboo slips.

Even in the middle of the night, the boy padd his head with a package, and didn't give him a chance to steal.

No matter how much he asked, the boy would not say a word to him.

"Take the liberty of interrupting, may I ask if there is a Lu family shop in this city?"

Just when the old man looked unwilling, Shui Yan suddenly saw a vendor passing by by accidentally, so he got up and asked.