"The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight? Willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are a thousand kinds of styles, who can I tell them to!"

This is a popular song in Bianliang Qinglou, although it is old, but classic, the girl who played the song sang desolate and tactful, so that Yang Zhi also had a feeling of embarrassment; Yang Zhi directly gave ten taels of silver, let the pipa girl retreat and said: "I want to be alone, you go down first, close the door when you go out." ”

The pipa girl glanced at Yang Zhi resentfully, and was a little angry: "This person is too bad! ”

Yang Zhi smiled dumbly, this is just a small means commonly used by prostitutes to stimulate customers, but in Yang Zhi's eyes, there is really nothing special, and he doesn't care. Yang Zhi pondered in his heart, what was this cheap master of his own going to do in Liaoyang, he didn't care at first, he just quieted down, drank a few glasses of wine, Yang Zhi found something wrong, the bitter Taoist changed his temperament Yang Zhi didn't know, but Wang Laozhi didn't want gold and silver treasures to cheat and bury his name, how could he be interested in gold mines and treasures, and besides, he hadn't found it for so many years, he should have let it go a long time ago.

Yang Zhi slowly sketched the chaotic situation in Liaoyang in his mind, and found that everyone's identity seemed to be suspicious, starting from Wu Qimai to his master Kudaoren, these people all had obvious purposes, but they all seemed to be hiding something, so there were so many masters in Liaoyang Therefore, it was a good monk, Bo Lu Huo, Nine Kills and others who were out of the limelight. However, Yang Zhi remembered that he was in the Qinglou, or poured himself a drink, and slowly ate the wine and food.

Yang Zhi heard the footsteps and knew that the guy and the bustard had come, and finally the girl with the sword walked quietly through the door, and muttered to the bustard at the corner in front: "Mom, don't take it to heart." This person wants to be alone because he is irritable. ”

"Bihe. The old bustard whispered: "There are many strange guests, but this one is too strange, you have a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure, and people of this age usually flock to it, but he called Fang Kou that girl, just to listen to a song, did it arouse his heart?"

Bihe whispered, "Who knows, Mom, he seems to be asleep." ”

Yang Zhi made a lying down posture, and when someone was there, he didn't pretend to be drunk, and when he pretended, but Yang Zhi was lying on the bed, and he could hear it clearly in his ears, and Bihe could make such a judgment from a sound, not only was his martial arts not low, but his judgment of things was not bad. Yang Zhi changed his mind instantly, pretending to struggle to get up, stumbling to close the latch in the door, and then extinguishing the candle before going back to bed and sleeping, and after a while, he made an even breathing sound.

Yang Zhi didn't drink too much wine, he was just practicing, but in Bihe's eyes, Yang Zhi should have fallen asleep, and said to the old bustard: "A character in the rivers and lakes, more alert than ordinary people, mother doesn't have to care, as long as he pays enough for prostitution tomorrow, he will be a general guest who comes to relax......"

Bihe's tone of voice seems to be higher than that of the old bustard, Yang Zhi secretly remembers it in his heart, as long as it does not affect his escape plan, Yang Zhi does not want to meddle in things, it is the Qinglou of Bianliang, and there is a story behind every family that cannot be told. After practicing the internal skills for an hour, the guests of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion seemed to start walking outside; Yang Zhi took the opportunity to sleep for a while, and was woken up by the sound of the third watch, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion had become very quiet, although the sound of drinking and laughing could still be heard, but the sound of music was completely gone.

There was no one in the next room, but now there seemed to be a guest, and after a burst of turning the sheets, in the laughter of my sister's mouth, a man's wheezing voice said, "I'm tired, I really can't come out tomorrow." ”

Sister smiled and asked, "You didn't hurt yourself, did you?"

"Sassy hooves, what nonsense. The man said a little proudly: "I'm going to the Central Plains, follow the sea ships of the Song Dynasty, go to Dengzhou and Bianliang to have a look, and it will take about two or three months to come back." Obediently wait for the uncle, and bring you a gift when the time comes. ”

How could a person who could follow the fleet of the Song Dynasty go back to be an ordinary person? Yang Zhi condensed his mind, judging by the sound of a man's breathing, he was not an ordinary person, and he knew a little bit of effort; but what kind of person could go back with the fleet of the Song Dynasty, one was the envoy of the Jin Kingdom, and the other was a person like Meng Kang. Yang Zhi could tell that this person was not Meng Kang, but when he came back after two or three months, Yang Zhi understood that he was the one who followed Meng Kang.

The relationship between Zong Han and Yang Pu is not very harmonious, according to common sense, Zong Han will not open everything to Meng Kang so easily, Meng Kang went to the Central Plains to lurk, no one knows whether it can succeed, and even in the current situation, I don't know where Zhao Liangsi will arrange Meng Kang to go, and send someone to follow, just to get Meng Kang's final exact position, maybe to guide Meng Kang and help Meng Kang connect with others. No matter what the reason is, at least for now, this person is more valuable than Meng Kang, who is still a rookie.

The sister didn't let go of the man: "Duchen, you just blow it, some time ago you went with a guest who sold horses, but then you still didn't leave?"

Du Xing said unhappily: "You don't know, the people of the Central Plains are cunning, that Sky Eagle Li Ying asked me to sign a deed of sale before agreeing to let me follow him, you say, can I do that? This time it is true, there is money to be made." ”

Yang Zhi got up early the next day, asked for a pot of tea and breakfast, and drank tea in the room, until he saw the person next door coming out, Yang Zhi pretended to open the door and went out unintentionally, and happened to see Du Xing, who was sturdy and ugly, no matter how he looked at it, he was a person who couldn't do anything. Yang Zhi was surprised that Du Xing saw him and took the initiative to run over to say hello: "This brother doesn't look like a local?"

Yang Zhi smiled and said: "I came to buy horses, I didn't expect the city to be closed, it was okay last night, come out to have fun, see friends, it should be a local, right?"

Du Xing's face smiled: "Brother Tai is right, my ancestral home is Zhongshan Mansion, I have been doing business in Liaodong, I am most familiar with the line from Jizhou to Liaoyang, you want to buy horses, look for me, I know all the horse dealers in Beishi, I see Brother Tai and I fall in love, and I will take you around." ”

(End of chapter)