"Great work... Where does the work come from? ”

Chu Shiyuan took a sip of wine, and his face was cold.

Although he took refuge in the Li Mansion, he had concerns.

The other party relied on the grace of Li Guiren and the support of the emperor, and was in the limelight for a while, but he was looked down upon.

After all, Yujing City has been prosperous for three hundred years, and some of them are high-ranking families with profound heritage.

To put it bluntly, it's just a nouveau riche.

He doesn't care about face, but he is afraid of being implicated, after all, the other party colludes with the warlock, who knows what the plan is...

Seeing the other party's appearance, Li Jia's eyes were slightly mocking, but he didn't break it, just took out something from his arms and slowly spread it on the table.

"The map of the capital... Well? ”

Chu Shiyuan didn't care, but after taking a closer look, his eyes suddenly widened, and he took the map and looked at it carefully.

"This is the authentic Yujing City!"

After a while, Chu Shiyuan raised his head, his eyes full of vigilance, "This thing... Where did you get that? ”

Li Jia smiled and didn't answer, but carried the wine glass, cocked Erlang's legs, and looked out the window leisurely.

"Due to the turmoil in the former dynasty, the Great Liang Dynasty has always been wary of the Wuxun family, which seems to be a favor, but in fact, the three generations will inevitably decline."

"You Chu Jiaping Three Kings Rebellion has been meritorious, and now even if you can get the position of Jin Wuwei's commander, it has come to an end, if you want to go further, under this chaos, you have to turn the tide!"

"General Chu, since you are on the gambling table, you can't worry too much......"

The words made Chu Shiyuan's eyes uncertain, and then he gritted his teeth and carefully stuffed the map into his arms.

"I'll arrange it, but what about Liang Dingshan?"

"Don't take over the defense of the Autumn Stove Festival."

"Got it..."

After Chu Shiyuan took the map and left, the fox-faced scholar Bai Yan walked out from behind the screen, covered his mouth and smiled: "Sure enough, he is a rising star, much better than us, but is it appropriate to donate the map?" ”

"What's wrong?"

Li Jia smiled, "Those monks of the Lianhua Sect are really stupid, maybe there will be bad things." ”

"In this case, the water will be more mixed, people's desires will be everywhere, and the situation will get even more out of control."

"When the saint in the palace wakes up from his dream and looks around, it will be your chance to enter the palace..."

…………

"Auntie, the festival mourns smoothly!"

"Guanshan, if you have anything, you can come to me directly..."

The small courtyard of the Wang family is full of people shuttling back and forth.

This is the folk custom of the Great Liang Dynasty, after the funeral, the main family will arrange a banquet to thank the neighbors who came to help.

Although there are many people, they reveal a sense of coldness.

After Zhang Biao finished talking to Wang Guanshan, he insisted on leaving a hundred taels of silver tickets.

Although he and the son of the king have grown up together since childhood, due to different paths, one learns martial arts and the other learns literature, and the relationship can only be said to be quite good.

Inside the courtyard, a young man walked up.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao nodded and left.

That person's name is Zhou Xun, he is the son-in-law of Wang Zhutou, and his family is a cloth shop, and he is also a wealthy family in the capital.

Wang Zhutou and Aunt Du wanted to marry the girl to him, but the two only had the friendship of brother and sister, and they didn't want each other, so they married Zhou Xun.

Originally, there was nothing to do, but this guy was a little small-minded, and after learning the reason, he always showed off his net worth in front of Zhang Biao intentionally or unintentionally.

When they come and go, they look at each other and hate each other.

Looking at Zhang Biao's departing figure, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhou Xun's eyes, and then he sighed at Wang Guanshan: "Brother, by the way, this family will have to be supported in the future." ”

Wang Guanshan's eyes were numb, "When my father was here, he was like a mountain, although there were many harsh criticisms, but it was reassuring, and now... I always feel empty, and I know that I have no interest. ”

"What did my brother say?"

Zhou Xun said with a smile: "My brother has great talent in arithmetic, and he is deeply appreciated by Mr., and he is about to become a guest of honor on the throne, which is much better than my younger brother." ”

Wang Guanshan was silent for a moment, "Father won't let you..."

Zhou Xun shook his head and said: "The eldest husband should make meritorious contributions, if he wastes his life, when he is old and white, won't he regret it?" ”

"Just like that Zhang Biao, I'm afraid that I have no interest in this life, and I have lost my public office, so it's better to have less contacts in the future, so as not to be able to go down and borrow money..."

Seeing that Wang Guanshan was displeased, he hurriedly changed his words and said: "Forget it, don't talk about him, brother, the garden poetry meeting is not trivial, let's plan carefully......"

…………

Out of Jiaxingfang, Zhang Biao turned his head to look at it again, and sighed slightly in his heart.

After all, he is an outsider, Wang Zhutou died, the family changed owners, and it was not so casual to come to the door again.

Shaking his head, he turned around, his eyes had become cold, and he strode into the crowd.

Before the funeral, I didn't care about anything else.

didn't say anything more to Wang Guanshan.

But this hatred,

He's absolutely going to get revenge!

No matter what means...

The footsteps were hurried, and it didn't take long to come to Tongzheng Fang.

The perimeter guard here has been removed, but the gate is still guarded by guards, even if the people enter and exit, there are also Wuhou to check one by one.

"Lao Jia, please call the head-catcher Wang Xin."

"Go, go, go! Idlers are not allowed to enter! ”

Seeing the evil voice of the guards guarding the door, Zhang Biao didn't bother to entangle, his heart moved, and he was ready to go around the door.

At this moment, there was a lot of chaos in the streets, and the sound of horses' hooves.

Zhang Biao turned his head to look, but a large number of Jinwuwei guards came in line, all carrying heavy crossbows, and there were large bags and small bags on the carriage behind, and I don't know what was there.

The person at the head, dressed in Pixiu swallowing golden armor, is none other than Chu Shiyuan, the deputy general of the left battalion of Jin Wuwei.

He rode a tall horse, came to the front of the fang, showed his token, and said coldly: "On the order of the emperor, Jin Wuwei came to support!" ”

The guards who guarded the door didn't dare to ask more, so they hurriedly let them go, and a large number of Jin Wuwei also swarmed in...

Why did this guy get here?

Zhang Biao felt a little strange in his heart.

He also dealt with this Chu Shiyuan, although the other party was a famous general, he was not slippery, and he was careful everywhere.

This kind of bad thing has always been respected.

Also, when the funeral was buried today, Wang Xin and Tie Shouming did not come, and they did not even send someone to notify them.

Something must have happened......

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately turned around and came to the depths of the nearby dark alley, and when he saw that there was no one around, he jumped on the wall and jumped down.

He is very familiar with Tongzheng Fang.

There is a row of liquor inns along the street, which was originally for the accommodation of foreign debriefers, but now that there is an accident, all of them are naturally closed down.

Zhang Biao found a random one, avoided the dozing guys, and hid in a guest room facing the street.

Through the crack in the window, I suddenly saw the scene on the street.

In the distance, the tunnel entrance to Tongzheng Square has been dug up, and even the surrounding houses have been demolished.

The chief catcher, Guo An, stood in place with his hands in his hands.

After Chu Shiyuan brought people over, he dismounted and said, "I've seen Lord Guo, this official has other important matters, and if you come one step late, I hope to forgive my sins." ”

Guo An was obviously in a bad mood, and glanced coldly, "General Chu, I'm tired." ”

Chu Shiyuan didn't care, nodded and said, "I heard that the entrance to the tunnel has been dug out, do you need Jin Wuwei's help?" ”

Guo An said coldly: "No need, there are hundreds of people who have gone down to the six gates, bad people, and Xiao Wei..."

"Someone's coming up!"

Just then, shouts interrupted the conversation.

I saw Jiao Xiong's gray face, crawling out of the pit with mud, and he smiled bitterly: "Back to Lord Guo, the tunnels below extend in all directions, and those monks have blown up a few more." ”

"We almost got lost, we searched in batches, and there were not enough people, so Lord Xu asked us to send more people down."

"Not enough people?!"

Guo An squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully: "According to legend, when Emperor Wu was in power, he once laid down a gossip trapping soul array, could it be this tunnel... Get out of the way, I'll go down personally! ”

With that, he led the people into the tunnel.

He didn't pay attention to Chu Shiyuan at all, after all, everyone knew Jin Wuwei's combat power, and he was all a mess with the children of Beijing, so he didn't go through any killings.

Chu Shiyuan, who was on the side, was not annoyed when he saw this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he ordered his subordinates to rest on the spot.

In the guest room, Zhang Biao frowned slightly.

It turns out that the entrance has been discovered,

It seems that Wang Xin and the others also went down the tunnel...

This place is still far from the center of the Bagua Trapped Soul Array, and there are many forks, like spider webs.

Not to mention hundreds of people, even tens of thousands of troops will be dizzy when they enter.

Camp bones shouldn't be easy to find.

However, if the Lianhua Sect was hiding in an ambush, coupled with the narrow tunnels, it could not give full play to the numerical advantage, and it was just a waste of life.

The best way is to find the traces of the other party, or blow up the tunnel and bury it alive, or block the route, and attack it with poisonous smoke and water...

Even then, it doesn't necessarily work out.

That's it, let's find a way to get Wang Xin and Tie Shouming out first, he doesn't want his only remaining friends to die.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately sat cross-legged, holding the black jade cat in his hand, and gradually settled down.

As he expected, groups of people went in and out, but nothing came of it.

Before you know it, night falls.

The sergeants lit braziers, and the night wind was blowing, and the light of the fire and the figures of people swayed.

Swish!

A black cat jumps onto the roof.

Under the bright moon, green eyes stared down......