After Yang Wenyu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Real men never look back at the explosion, and top lobbyists never look back after speaking, what they want is this feeling of confidence.

Unless Li Shanchang speaks to save it.

But when he walked out into the courtyard, he didn't hear the phrase, 'Mr. stay'.

Unexpectedly, Li Shanchang ignored him......

This made Yang Wenyu feel a little frustrated, so he had to go back to the guest room and wait for a reply.

Who knew that after waiting for two days and never seeing Li Shanchang again, Yang Wenyu finally couldn't help but ask to see him, but the housekeeper Li Gui only said that the old man occasionally felt cold, and he was afraid of infecting his husband, so it was inconvenient to see him.

After three more days of cheekiness, Li Shanchang's 'illness' has not improved, and Yang Wenyu has no choice but to leave.

Li Shanchang only asked people to seal him up, but he still didn't show up. To Yang Wenyu's surprise, it was Li Cunyi who came to send the plate.

After stuffing a wad of treasure money into Yang Wenyu's scholar, Li Cunyi sent him out of the house.

After half a year of cultivation, Li Cunyi no longer has to be on crutches, but his legs are still a little lame. The two walked out of the manor silently, and Yang Wenyu suddenly woke up and said, "Can my brother come out?" ”

"Hehe, thanks to Mr. Lao, my brother has just lifted the ban under him, and I will return to Beijing in two days." Li Cunyi smiled: "I have been suffocated to death in the past two years." ”

"Oh?" Yang Wenyu looked at Li Cunyi, Li Shanchang let him out at this juncture and asked him to see him off, this is an obvious signal.

Then he asked in a low voice, "Brother Ling, do you have something to tell me?" ”

"Yes." Li Cunyi nodded, and after holding back from the left and right, Fang Fu said: "He said-'I am old, my life will be short, and when I die, you can do it yourself'." ”

"Oh, and what?" Yang Wenyu asked.

"Nope." After Li Cunyi finished speaking, he sighed depressedly and said: "It seems that my eldest brother has eaten the scales and has an iron heart, and he wants to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and let the old master run away for nothing." ”

"Hahaha......" Yang Wenyu shook his head with a smile, patted Li Cunyi's shoulder and said, "That's not necessarily." You taste, you taste. ”

"My product?" Li Cunyi couldn't fix it until Yang Wenyu got in the car and went away, but he didn't make a second or three, so he gave up dejectedly: "I'll taste a few!" ”

The most annoying thing about these readers, if they don't say anything directly, it always makes people guess riddles.

~~

After leaving Fengyang, Yang Wenyu hurried back to Nanjing non-stop and came to Hu Xiangfu in Hudou Lane overnight.

Hu Weiyong came to see him in clothes and listened to Yang Wenyu tell the detailed story of Fengyang. Hu Weiyong was overjoyed when he heard this, got up and held Yang Wenyu's hand tightly, and shook it vigorously: "I can say that I can move Han Gong, Mr. has made a great contribution!" ”

His comprehension is much higher than Li Cunyi's, and he knows that the point of Han Gong's sentence is 'you do it yourself'. As for what 'after I die', it's just a torii that can be set up and erected, and it's useless.

Could it be that if you support their rebellion after you die, you won't support them when you are alive? It doesn't make sense.

"Hehe, the truth is obvious. It's just that Han Gong was blinded by comfort and fear, and the old man just woke him up. Yang Wenyu withdrew his hand without a trace, so as not to be shaken apart.

"Okay, good, the old man has no worries now!" Hu Weiyong waved his fist excitedly and said: "I will order the north to start as soon as possible and send the general on the road!" ”

"What about this side?" Yang Wenyu asked tightly: "Once the news of Xu Da's assassination reaches the capital, the emperor will definitely strengthen his vigilance, and it will be difficult to do it again." ”

"In fact, the reverse is also true, if the general knows the news of the emperor's assassination, he will return to his military camp as soon as possible, and no one will think of attacking him at that time." Hu Weiyong said in a deep voice:

"So it has to be done in the north and south at the same time, and the difference between the front and back is at most two or three days."

"It's so hard." Yang Wenyu was worried about him.

"Yes, only when the general returns home, he has the opportunity to do it, but the general has not been home all year round, fortunately, there is no endless road, and our people have a way to call him home." Hu Weiyong said slightly proudly:

"As long as the date over there is confirmed, we can do it at the same time."

"Hu Xiang is really too fine." Yang Wenyu exclaimed: "If you have a heart or not, you will be able to succeed in one fell swoop." ”

"Promise your good words!" Hu Weiyong smiled faintly, as the favorable conditions continued to converge, he finally gradually had the feeling of victory.

~~

Although Hu Weiyong looked forward and backward, it seemed that he was shaking forward too long, but once he started to make moves, he was resolute and out of control.

That night, he wrote a secret letter and gave it to Hood.

At dawn the next day, on a painting boat on the Qinhuai River, a female historian carried a pigeon cage to the stern tower and opened the cage door.

In the cage, the professionally trained carrier pigeon spreads its wings and flies straight towards the northern sky.

Three days later, after a relay, another carrier pigeon flew to Beiping City, which was like a large construction site.

The pigeon circled over the city of Beiping, discerning its direction, and landed in a secluded alley in Houhai.

A grim-faced rickety old man catches the pigeon with both hands, removes the small bamboo tube from its leg, and puts it back in the loft.

The old man entered the house and closed the door, lit the oil lamp, poured out the secret letter in the small bamboo tube, and pulled out an inconspicuous copy of "Yanbei Magazine" from the bookshelf, and then looked up the corresponding words on the secret letter.

Every time you find a word and write it down on paper, you can decipher the secret letter.

After reading the instructions from the south, he burned the secret letter and the deciphered note, and inserted the book back into the shelf. Then he went out of the room and went to the room to get busy......

~~

As soon as the next day dawned, the old man pushed a cart full of cage drawers, barrels, tables and chairs, slowly went out, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to the south of Shichahai, Deshengmen Inner Street, and began to sell breakfast at the roadside stalls.

The style of the old man's breakfast is relatively monotonous, and he sells those kinds of southern breakfasts, and the taste is also sweet, which does not meet the taste of the locals, so the business is very cold.

However, there are also people from the south who regularly support the party, such as the Menzi Fushou of the nearby General's Mansion, who comes over for breakfast from time to time.

Today, Fushou came to the breakfast point on time, he was tall, white and clean, and his demeanor was also very elegant, worthy of being the 'face of the general's mansion'.

"Fu Ye is early, is it still the same?" The old man hurriedly greeted him warmly.

"Hmm." Fushou nodded, picked up a corner and sat down.

"Okay." The old man responded, quickly served breakfast, and while placing the dishes, he said in a voice like a gnat: "Do it as soon as possible, and the day will be reported immediately." ”

After speaking, he raised his voice and said: "A drawer of xiaolongbao, a bowl of sweet bean curd." Use it slowly. ”

"Okay." Fushou took the chopsticks handed by the old man and nodded with a heavy expression.

After eating breakfast, he got up and left, forgetting to pay for the meal.

"Hey, Master Fu, you are so forgetful." The old man caught up with him again and begged him for food, and took the opportunity to warn him in a low voice: "Don't be a moth." Wait for you for ten days at most, and then the scandal between you and your wife will reach the ears of the great general. ”

Frightened, Fu Shou was excited, and he hurriedly whispered while paying: "Got it, I'll do it as soon as possible." ”

(End of chapter)