After the incident of Yangguan City, Meng Juntong's disgust towards Xiang Ming can be said to have risen to the extreme.

This guy who treats human life like a mustard is simply a cold-blooded animal in Meng Juntong's eyes.

It is said that in troubled times, human life is not as good as a dog, but Meng Juntong is from Shaohua City, the Pure Land, after all, she can't understand and recognize Xiang Ming's statement.

Meng Juntong refused to go with Xiang Ming, but Xiang Ming didn't keep up.

There is an unnamed teahouse more than ten miles away from Yangguan City, the owner of the teahouse is a middle-aged uncle, and the familiar guests will call him Uncle Tu, just because no matter what kind of tea the uncle uses, the tea brewed will always have an earthy smell.

But the strange thing is that even if the tea he brews is not so delicious, many merchants who pass by will still come to the small tea shed where he is a few steps square, and have a cup of tea, and talk to this uncle for two or three words.

After coming and going, this small tea shed has become a popular place on this official road.

It's just that recently, the tea shed is a little calmer, and after autumn, there are many fewer merchants from various countries in Qin, and the land of Qin is bitterly cold, and not everyone can survive the climate here.

However, Uncle Tu didn't seem to be anxious about the calm and no business of the teahouse, and he was alone with a cigarette gun, reclining on the simple and rough bamboo recliner, basking in the sun leisurely.

Pass through.

"After using it for so many years, I didn't change the smoking pen, and it was all black. Xiang Ming walked over from the end of the official road, holding a grass root in his mouth.

Since he came to Qindi, he often likes to fold such a grass root from the side of the road and hold it in his mouth.

The locals call this bitter grass, and when you chew it in your mouth, it is bitter at first, and it will become sweet after chewing it slowly for a long time.

Legend has it that when the old Qin people were the most difficult, they survived by digging this bitter grass from the ground, but who would have thought that the Qin people, who could survive by eating the bitter grass back then, would now become the recognized tiger and wolf overlord of the Six Kingdoms.

Uncle Tu and this Ming looked very familiar, and he seemed to have guessed that Xiang Ming would come to him early in the morning, so he casually tapped the cigarette pot on the stone next to him twice, squinting his eyes and not looking at Xiang Ming: "It's different, some things, once they are changed, the meaning is different." Find your own place to sit, the tea is ready. ”

"I don't like to drink your tea," Xiang Ming said, but he had already walked in the direction of the teapot.

Uncle Tu ignored his duplicity and said lightly: "If you can drink, you can drink a few more glasses, and when you go back to Da Chu, even if you want to drink, you can't drink it." ”

"You know I'm going back?" Xiang Ming was a little surprised.

Uncle Tu is the first batch of spy spies in the Chu State to enter the Qin Land, mainly responsible for the intelligence transmission between the two countries, in terms of qualifications, at present, among all the spies in the entire Chu State, few can catch up with him.

Uncle Tu took out the cigarette pouch, added some tobacco to the smoke pot and lit it, took a deep breath, and the curling smoke came out of his mouth and nose: "It's time to go back, you've been here for almost ten years." ”

Xiang Ming snorted and nodded: "Counting this year, it's been ten years." ”

Uncle Tu reached out and touched his bearded chin: "How do you want to explain it after you go back?"

Of course, Xiang Ming knew what Uncle Tu was referring to here.

At this point in Yangguan City, he has been tied for a full ten years.

The high hopes placed by the country and family on him Xiang Ming are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But the current situation in Yangguan City, it is obvious that the nail that took ten years to lay is completely wasted, if there is no reasonable explanation, Xiang Ming will probably have a chance to turn over when he returns to the Moon City in Kyoto of Chu State this time.

Xiang Ming chewed the bitter grass in his mouth, savoring the faint sweetness that flowed out after the bitterness was exhausted.

"You know, there are no less than a dozen people in Kyoto who want you dead. Uncle Tu added.

"I know this better than Uncle Tu," Xiang Ming finally spit out the bitter grass in his mouth, "ruined Yangguan City's plan, and also folded almost the entire Dragon Shadow Forbidden Army, this sin, I'm afraid it is enough for me to be removed from the Xiang clan." ”

Uncle Tu stopped swallowing clouds and spitting out fog, sat up slightly and turned his head to face Xiang Ming: "Since you kid knows everything, and you dare to go back to Kyoto, I think you already have enough hole cards in your hand, it seems that I am worrying blindly." ”

"Uncle Tu, look at what you said. Xiang Ming said haha: "In this Yangguan City, you are the real great bodhisattva with hands and eyes to the sky, who can escape your eyes." If you hadn't shown me the way, would I have survived this decade?"

Uncle Tu didn't listen to this kid's whiskers, shook off the ashes that had burned with his hand, and took out a booklet from his sleeve with the other hand and threw it to Xiang Ming: "Before leaving, I didn't prepare anything for you, so I'll take this roster back to Kyoto for you." ”

Xiang Ming took the roster but didn't open it, he had already guessed what it was. He was a little surprised that Uncle Tu would give this thing to himself.

With this roster, even if he really messed up the affairs of Yangguan City, he didn't need any explanation, and the credit of this roster could also ensure that he was safe and sound from all parties in Kyoto City.

"Uncle Tu, this is the capital you paid to go back to the Chu State, so give it to me?" Xiang Ming shook the booklet in his hand and asked with a serious face.

Uncle Tu smiled: "Go back, what are you going back for, you're at this age, and you don't have those messy thoughts for a long time." Do you think that at my age, when I return to Kyoto, I will still be able to command the Dragon Shadow Forbidden Army, or will I be in charge of the Ouchi Guard?"

Xiang Ming was speechless, Uncle Tu was a smart man, and he Xiang Ming was not stupid.

As a spy, in an enemy country, willing to be the eyes and ears of his country, Uncle Tu's credit is terrifying. But back in the state of Chu, what is he?

He has so many state secrets on his body that it is impossible for him to be allowed to leave no matter how much he is in power. But what can he do for the royal family at his age?

If you return to the Chu State, there is no doubt that Uncle Tu's best result is to be under house arrest to death, if it is not good, he may be directly given a broken bowel red, and he will be scattered, and he will disappear into this world without saying a word.

"Xiang Ming, you do everything very well, but this mind is too heavy. At your age, it's easy to crush yourself with such a mind. Uncle Tu said meaningfully.

Xiang Ming pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Let's go, let's go. Seeing that Xiang Ming was reluctant to speak, Uncle Tu let out a long sigh, got up and left the bamboo chair, and hobbled towards the tea shed.

Xiang Ming looked at the teapot next to the table beside him, if he didn't drink enough today, he wouldn't be able to taste this earthy tea in the future.

At that moment, the young man poured himself a drink, drank three bowls in a row, until the kettle was empty, then turned to the figure of the old man in the tea shed, and deeply said: "Uncle Tu, take care." ”