Chapter 1175: No Depth
Standing on the city tower, Yang Zhi could see that after the city gate was opened, the merchants and herdsmen rushed in and out of the city gate, and camels, horses and mules carrying goods crowded each other at the city gate, and the chariots and horses were noisy and noisy. Qinzhou seems to be a good city now, but it is still a lot worse than Puzhou and Jincheng, and it is not comparable with Bianliang;
Perhaps they felt the presence of big figures, but the atmosphere at the city gate was a little strange, the officers and soldiers checked very carefully, and the crowd of people who passed through the gate lined up in a long line; although the people who entered and left the city one by one were anxious, no one dared to complain, because there were rare heavy armored cavalry at the city gate, and unless they did not want to die, who would dare to offend Yang Zhi's personal guards. Because the two alleys in the city not far from the city gate are full of diners, all of whom are not in a hurry to hurry, and they just take advantage of this time to eat something to fill the temple;
Yang Zhi smiled, this is the city gate to the east, no matter what the accent, those who are still in business are all people with a bit of background, otherwise the competition of the Taiping business and the centigold along the way will make them have no income; most of the people who rely on themselves to do business are detouring to the territory of the Dingbei Army, or going out of the south gate to take the Bashu line. Yang Zhi encouraged Shaanxi merchants to take the road from Chen Cang to Hanzhong, Bashu is a paradise in today's Great Song Dynasty, with abundant materials, and did not participate in the battle between the court and China, as long as there is real money and silver, materials can be transported.
Yang Zhi saw a smiling face, at the door of the noodle shop in Dongji Lane, dressed as a businessman, it was clear that he was a little monk who had become a layman; this was Yang Zhi's proud stroke, after the abbot of Baihui Temple, Kongwang Zen Master, went back to the White Horse Temple, the little monk Wushen and Wuhe of Baihui Temple went to Hebei under the persuasion of Yang Zhi, and replaced the position of the original Kou Yi and others, Wuhe had been mixed into Liu Yu's army, and Wushen traveled around as a businessman to deliver news for Yang Zhi.
The two did not show up much in the army, and after returning to the vulgar, there was too much difference from their original image, and almost no one knew them; Yang Zhi also took secrecy measures, except for Kou Yi, who was originally in charge of Hebei, and did not let anyone contact Wushen, even if Kou Yi was not there, Yang Zhi would personally go to the safe house to meet Wushen. Yang Zhi was very surprised that Wushen appeared in Qinzhou today, and after Wushen left in the noodle restaurant, he went down to the city tower Yang Zhi asked Ao De and the others to go first, and he went to the safe house in Meihua Lane as usual.
Before Ao De and the others could react, Yang Zhi, who was dressed in civilian clothes, had already disappeared into the crowd; one by one, they knew Yang Zhi's kung fu, and besides, the Dingbei army was all over the streets and alleys, so they had to laugh at each other helplessly. When he arrived at Meihua Lane, when Yang Zhi entered the house, Wushen was eating steamed buns with his head down, and saw Yang Zhi saluting, and said while eating: "Yes, the monk has been confined to Youzhou, although he can wander around, but there are quite a lot of people following around, it doesn't seem like it's to prevent assassins, but I'm afraid that the good monk will merge inside and outside." ”
This was unexpected news, Yang Zhi looked at Wushen and asked, "How did you think of going to find the whereabouts of a good monk?"
Wushen smiled and said: "There are still many people in the Double Dragon Society who are loyal to good monks, they want to find out what the Jin people want, so they release news everywhere, I also followed a group of Dingzhou heroes to Youzhou; ”
Yang Zhi said happily: "That's not easy, Youzhou is a place where the elites of the Jin Kingdom gather, there are countless masters, you move around at will like this, there is a great risk in itself; ”
Wushen was shocked, he knew that Yang Zhi was worried that he had fallen into the eyes of people with a heart in Youzhou, and if he left safely this time, he would fall into a trap if he went back; ”
Yang Zhi said lightly: "It should be fine, the Jin people have not determined your identity, otherwise you will not be able to come out, it is normal for a businessman to find a way to make money and stay somewhere for a year or two." But in Puzhou, remember not to go to the White Horse Temple, if you are really bored, come to Qinzhou. ”
Wushen knew that the reason why Yang Zhi said this was because he was afraid that someone would track the sphere of influence of the Dingbei Army, so Wushen sighed: "When I was with my teacher before, I thought that the master was careful enough, but I didn't expect you to be more careful, uncle." ”
Wu Shen was about to continue, Yang Zhi said slowly: "The two armies are facing each other, and the means are all at their best, I am responsible for your safety, and I will explain to my senior brother in the future." Yes, the monk can live, not because the sun rises from the west, but because he still has value; it depends on whether the monk agrees to the conditions of the golden man, if he agrees, he may be able to survive; but the tiger is the tiger, and the nature of the good monk will not change, don't have contact with this person, and don't care if this person lives or dies. We don't carry enough weight when we say something we shouldn't say. ”
There is no dark color change, just this sentence shows Yang Zhi's taboo against this person; Yang Zhi is now a grandmaster-level figure, holding hundreds of thousands of troops, and even said that he is not qualified enough, Wu Shen asked: "Uncle Shi is still worried about the identity of a good monk?"
Yang Zhi nodded and said, "If one day the Dunzong Academy confirms the identity of the good monk and says that he is the son of Zhao Shiju, then whether it is a friend or an enemy of a good monk, he will be involved in a huge whirlpool. I still can't figure it out about Li Shining, it won't be too troublesome for him to get Zhao Shiju's son out of Bianliang, so why bother looking for a Xibei goods, so we don't need to take the risk of mixing. ”。
Wu Shen thought about it carefully, and suddenly sweat on his forehead, more than ten years of good monks everywhere showed that he was the son of Zhao Shiju, but Dunzongyuan has always accused the good monk of being swaggering, so the government and the opposition think that the good monk is an impostor;
If this matter is shaken out, it will not be beneficial to those who want to kill a good monk and those who follow a good monk, and I don't know what measures the royal family will take against them, so Wu Shen smiled and said: "Uncle Shi, we can make a little fuss now, the truth of this matter can also hurt Jin Ren." ”