The saint suddenly drove to Linqing, and he was about to leave suddenly, and the personal guard division that had just been stationed was about to set off immediately. The officials of Linqing County also panicked and ran outside the shogunate of the Tenth Army to ask for a meeting.

But Wang Rong didn't see anyone, not even the people around him. In the past, the Marquis of Linhe, who was always with him, also went to work in the barracks.

Only Wang Xu knew that the two of them, Shengshang and He Ju, the commander of the Jizhou Branch of the Detective Guard, whispered for nearly an hour.

The next day, the Holy Emperor set off for Beijing. Before leaving, the king drove back to Chang'an, Song Shilun was promoted to the commander of the Tenth Army, and the Tenth Army was handed over to Song Shilun's command.

The car drove away from Huai'an slowly, Wang Rong slightly lifted the corner of the curtain, looked at the city wall in the rain behind him, and his eyes were colder than the rain.

This time Yu Guo really annoyed him, how can he repay it.

There is rain in Linqing County, and Chang'an City is also cloudy.

In the Yanjia Palace, Emperor Taishang Wang Yu held a warm cup of tea and looked at the clouds in the sky.

"It's time to come back, too?"

Shen Su said beside him, "It's almost there!"

"I don't know if he's grown this time!"

Shen Su responded, "The posture of the Holy Heavenly Man......

"We're not talking about him!" Wang Yu laughed and said, "In our lives, we have never been afraid of fighting and killing. But all my life, I have been on guard against how others harm me! It's always easy to dodge with open guns, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows! In this world, the most vicious and the most incomprehensible thing is the human heart! As the saying goes, who has ever seen a ghost talk? Whoever tells nonsense is a man!"

As he spoke, Wang Yu suddenly frowned and said, "It's hard to prevent thieves!"

Shen Su said, "After this incident, the Holy Lord must have his own plan in his heart!"

"That's another story, mainly to let him know that the hearts of people in this world are sinister!" Wang Yu sighed, "People, for some obsessions, anything can be done!"

As he spoke, Wang Yu took out two letters from his arms, handed them to Shen Su and said, "You take them first!"

"What is this?" Shen Su was puzzled.

Wang Yu smiled and said, "When we die, one for the eldest and one for the second!"

"What are you talking about, the Emperor!" Shen Su said urgently.

"At our age, it's time to take care of the aftermath!" Wang Yu stood up and sighed, "Old!"

Then, he walked slowly towards the apse.

Linqing County, by the canal wharf, a secluded residential courtyard.

The afternoon sun lazily sprinkled into the house, forming a warm pillar of light in the small hall.

These pillars of light fell on the ground, on flower pots, on a bed, on the bald head of a monk.

The bald head seems to have not been shaved for many days, and in addition to the dark ring scar, there is already some black stubble.

Inside the room, there was a monk.

Monk, sitting at the dinner table.

On the table, there are exquisite porcelain that do not match this ordinary, and the utensils are filled with delicacies that ordinary people can't eat at all.

In the pure white porcelain, there is a large carp in the river with a bright color and a shiny oil and soy sauce color.

Among the celadon painted with flowers and birds, there is a crystal clear braised sheep's trotters.

Among the painted porcelain is tofu that looks like jade fat.

There is also a green vegetarian dish and a bowl of meatballs.

Four dishes and one soup, each placed in different colors and styles of porcelain, is pleasing to the eye, with full color and flavor.

The monk was very happy to eat, especially the dish of sheep's trotters, and the chopsticks fell again and again, and every bite was carefully savored.

With a squeak, the door of the hall was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe slowly walked in and sat down in a dignified manner opposite the monk.

The monk raised his eyelids, smiled, and bowed his head again to enjoy the deliciousness.

"You monk is so wise and almost demonic, but I didn't expect you to be a foodie!" The middle-aged man smiled gently, his tone unhurried, and he spoke with it

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The monk picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and said, "The little monk has two great loves in his life, food."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "There is also a poison plan!"

"You're wrong to say that!" The monk seemed to be displeased, "Planning, using it can become a plan, and planning the overall situation is a plan." There are good and bad people, and there are no good or bad things!"

The middle-aged man pouted with a smile and said, "I can't talk about you!"

As he spoke, he asked, "How's the food?"

"Cheongha-gun's dishes!" The monk continued, "Especially the carp in this river, you can't see it in the bitter cold land of Liaodong. And under the big oil and salt, this fish meat can be delicate and fragrant, which is rare!"

As he spoke, the monk shook his head and sighed, "Although the carp is small, the green onion and ginger cooking wine, soy sauce, rice vinegar, can't take away its freshness!"

"You're a monk who's much more interesting than Zhi'an!" The middle-aged man laughed.

The monk made a Buddha name and exclaimed, "Hey, poor brother. I have only sought fame all my life, and I have never enjoyed any benefits, so I will go first!"

"You didn't hurt it!" The middle-aged man said again.

The monk did not refute, but smiled and said, "The path was chosen by himself. Or is he greedy and wants to soar to the sky!"

As he spoke, the monk suddenly smiled evilly and said, "It's like a matter of men and women, there is a handsome young master in the little monk's hometown, with unparalleled talent, rich family, and better appearance than Pan An, which has attracted countless women's hearts! Suddenly, a woman sued the official, saying that she had been deceived by the young master. At first, the people were in an uproar, how could you, a young master from a rich and noble family, do this. Later, it was found that the woman was not deceived, but willingly......

"What do you mean, flies don't bite unslit eggs?" The middle-aged man said, "But in this world, who is really clean!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's tone suddenly became cold, and he said, "My Hong Bin is a good boy who is clean and clean!"

"Faithful to the Lord, of course a good boy!" The monk smiled and said, "This is the case, the little monk should spend three days and pray for General Hong Bin!"

"When people are dead, you are ten thousand times over, and he can't hear them!" The middle-aged man sighed.

"He died for a great cause, and he died a well-deserved death. To die for the master, to die for morality!" Monk Dao.

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and then said, "I understand your plan. Only here do not understand, why does Hong Bin have to die?"

"Ever since the battalion general in the front yard died, he has been exposed, and with the ability of the Detective Division, it will be a matter of time before he is found. If he doesn't die, under the protracted search of the Detective Affairs Department, the secret agents of our Yuguo country will inevitably suffer heavy casualties. Moreover, if the search of the Arrest Department fails, the Arrest Division will be mobilized. In that case, it's even more troublesome. Therefore, the death of a Hong Bin can keep more spies alive, and this account is easy to calculate." Monk Dao.

The middle-aged man was silent and did not make a sound.

"The situation of the Yu Kingdom is already very dangerous, since the Hou Ye so hopes to assassinate the puppet Tang Emperor in order to disrupt the Tang Kingdom, then it should be clear that there can be no worries and hesitations." The monk smiled gently, "After this incident, the puppet Tang Emperor will have suspicion in his heart towards his good eldest brother, and you must know that once the suspicion takes root, sooner or later it will sprout and grow. Sooner or later, the Tang Kingdom will be chaotic, and if it is chaotic, we will have a chance to win!"

"You're right." The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth showed a bit of mockery, "There has always been rumors in the Tang Kingdom about how good the relationship between the pseudo-Tang Emperor and the acting king is, and how harmonious the brothers are, this time let's see how they can continue to be harmonious."

Hearing this, the monk re-ate and said, "It's good that Hou Ye knows, and then, it's up to Hou Ye to defend against the pseudo-Tang. Monk, I look forward to Hou Ye being able to win and defeat the pseudo-Tang Xiaoxiao."

"Over the years, I can always dream of that big defeat outside Ganling City!" The middle-aged man's face became more and more hideous, "I dreamed of those soldiers who died in battle, and said to me, revenge!"

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!" The monk said, "If you have this heart, and you have strong reinforcements from outside, there will always be a day when you will get revenge!"

The monk continued: "You and the master of my family, one lord and one side, will break through Chang'an, and you will raise your eyebrows!"

The middle-aged man's face showed a bit of fanaticism,

But he immediately retreated and said, "How to divide the land of the Tang Kingdom?"

The monk smiled and said, "As long as I Jing Kingdom is in the land of Bashu and Hanzhong, north of Huaishui and Qinling, it will all belong to Yu Kingdom."

"Hahahaha!"

The middle-aged man suddenly lay on the table and laughed, tears coming out of his eyes.

"When I was a child? 100,000 tigers enter Chang'an, and after the fall of the pseudo-Tang Dynasty, your knives will then be aimed at my Yu Kingdom!"

The monk changed color.

"But the matter has come to this point, my Emperor Yu has agreed to the alliance of Jing State, and he can't go back!" The middle-aged man continued, "What should I do?"

"Do you regret it?" The monk asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Regret? If I regret it, I won't come to you today."

As he spoke, he looked at him and said coldly, "It's to let people come and strangle you!"

The monk said, "You are here after all, you can't let go of it in your heart, and you won't go over!"

"Yes, I'm not willing to lose to him! My Yuguo boy died tragically, I am unwilling! Wagging my tail at him and begging for mercy, I am even more unwilling!" The middle-aged man roared, "I'm also an arrogant man. To beg for pity on the enemies of the family and the country is to confess the thief as a father!"

"Just!" The middle-aged man's tone slowed down a little, "You think well and calculate well, but you ignore one thing!"

"Please advise!"

"The Puppet Tang Emperor and the Acting King are not easy to be separated!" The middle-aged man said.

The monk smiled: "Of course it won't be easy, we also have secret agents in Chang'an, and we will keep adding oil and vinegar, I don't believe they don't centrifuge."

The middle-aged man said, "Go back and tell the Emperor of Jing that I will help him!" However, until he gains the upper hand, Yu Guo will not show up! We've been in the shadows,"

The monk nodded and said, "This is nature, you are the key sword!"

The middle-aged man said: "If I can really achieve great things, I don't want any vain Huaishui and the north of the Qinling Mountains to be included in the Yu Kingdom, as long as the pseudo-Tang Dynasty is destroyed, the remaining land, how much can be taken, each depends on his ability."

The monk pondered for a moment and said, "Understood."

The middle-aged man stood up and said, "Tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to take you off the canal."

The monk said, "The little monk can go back by himself!"

The middle-aged man walked to the door, looked back and smiled, "My people will send you, so that I can feel at ease."

The monk smiled, "Are you afraid that the little monk will be caught and bite you out!"

"Be careful, there's nothing wrong with that, you said it!" The voice fell, the middle-aged man, who had already gone away.

"Hey!" The monk sighed and picked up the chopsticks again, "Obsession! Obsession! You are the devil in the heart of man!"

Out of the dwelling, the middle-aged man walked along the river, and finally sat down in a private room in a restaurant. I ordered a few side dishes, looked at the busy river scenery outside the window, and was slightly distracted.

It's just that the corners of his mouth are always full of sarcastic sneers, and he thinks in his heart, "Take my Yuguo as a knife? Oh, you don't know you're not the knife in my hand!"