The news of the border of the neighboring Chen Bing has long spread, and dozens of princes and ministers of Dahua have died recently, but these have not affected the daily chatter of the people in the capital.

In a tea shop called "Qingfeng", the tea customers are full, and there are many people of all ages, squatting or standing, surrounding an old man with a sharp mouth in the middle.

"No, the old Duanwang is old, how many days do he have to live?, how can he toss like this?" a short middle-aged fox said suspiciously, "Fall into a bad reputation of usurping the throne and seeking power." ”

The sharp-mouthed old man saw that someone refuted him, his face sank, and he replied loudly: "That reckless man, what do you know! Isn't this a louse on a bald man's head—an obvious thing?"

"Is this happening?" said a voice from the crowd.

"Hey, where else can there be a fake? You go to Zhaijia Lane to inquire and find out if I have deceived you. The sharp-mouthed old man said with a flushed face, and the spit spurted several feet away.

Everyone was muttering, and someone at the door answered: "This thing is really no more, my house is from Zhaijia Lane." ”

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the door.

The person who spoke was a lame man, who was sitting on the tea table outside, and when he saw everyone looking at it, he cleared his throat and said, "What this uncle said is true!"

As soon as these words came out, the tea guests became more interested, and their faces were full of expectation.

"The kid is the fire apprentice of the iron shop at the end of Zhaijia Lane, and he has been in the master's iron shop for four years. This tailor Xu is a well-known family in Zhaijia Lane, and he has made dragon robes for the royal family for decades. Their knives and scissors are all made by my master, and they are often brought to the shop to be sharpened and sharpened. Yes, the kid and Mrs. Xu and Mr. Xu can often bump into each other, and they are also familiar with each other. When something happened to the Xu family, the master and I were not happy, and the iron shop was not open today. The lame man said, "Alas, I don't know if the Duanwang Mansion will let their family go after making a dragon robe." ”

He not only told his origin, but also explained his relationship with the Xu family, and by the way, he also mentioned why he was here, so that the eldest friend could understand it. At this time, he lowered his head slightly, and his face was full of worry.

After hearing these origins, the tea guests became more energetic, and urged the lame man to talk about last night's events.

... ...

The smile on Zhang Suiguang's face became more and more intense, and his hands gradually clenched into fists.

"Gang Master Zhang, how do you feel after seeing these things?" Duanmu Jing squinted and chuckled.

"Serve the wine bowl!" Zhang Suiguang did not answer him, turned his head and shouted to the outside.

The little servant took two lotus bowls, put them in front of the two, and then slowly retreated.

"Haha, today's wine is strong, the general turned out to be a guest, it is better to drink a bowl of wine from my Danyang City. Zhang Suiguang laughed. After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Duanmu Jing should or not, he went straight to the wine bowl in front of him, poured it and put it down, and then filled it for himself.

When the wine is full, how can there be any reason to say goodbye?

Although Duanmu Jing is not good to drink, however, smelling the strong aroma of wine overflowing from the lotus bowl, he also has a sense of wine, holds the wine bowl with both hands, touches Zhang Suiguang, and takes another sip.

Hot.

The wine only entered his throat, and Duanmu Jing felt a hot pain in his mouth.

The country is located in the southern part of Xinjiang, close to the sea, mountainous and hot, and the people like tea more than good drink. And it is drinking, and it is mostly rice wine mixed with water.

Although he doesn't drink it often, he can't drink it, and he can drink two or three catties of ordinary yellow rice wine, which is five or six bowls in a large bowl. However, Duanmu Jing had never drunk such a strong wine, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"Another bowl of general?" Looking at Duanmu Jing's choked throat, Zhang Suiguang said a little playfully.

Another bowl?

Duanmu Jing wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but he couldn't speak, he hurriedly waved his hand vigorously, and said for a long time: "Don't drink it! Don't drink it!" As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed a few more times, and said for a long time: "Your wine is too strong..."

"Ahem... Cough... Your wine is too strong for me to drink. Duanmu coughed and almost burst into tears.

In recent years, he has never been so embarrassed, and at this moment, a wave of anger slowly rose in his heart, "He did it on purpose!"

"Hehe, it turns out that General Duanmu is not good at drinking, and he was negligent, please bear with me. Zhang Suiguang said with an "apologetic face".

"Out of the way. Duanmu Jing cleared his throat and replied with a smile, his voice was a little hoarse, "The business is over, I am waiting for your good news." Say goodbye!"

Zhang Suiguang stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, it's not convenient to stay for a long time, please!" After finishing speaking, he sent Duanmu Jing outside the hall, and turned his head to say to the steward who was waiting on the side, "Send your guests!"

Obviously, he had no intention of sending Duanmu Jing out of the house.

Pour a glass of wine and take a sip.

Fill another glass of wine and take another sip.

In the end, simply lift the wine jar and drink wildly...

"Duanmu Yu, I have to say, I still underestimated you before. However, I, Zhang Suiguang, am not Xia Muyan, you'd better see this clearly, otherwise... Hehe!" Zhang Suiguang leaned on the red sandalwood chair, holding the empty wine jar with one hand and the other, and muttered softly, "Xia Muyan naturally has to deal with it, but I can't rely on your methods, I don't want to become a pawn of last resort." ”

... ...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, just as the meal was ordered, the "Grand Hyatt" restaurant was full.

This restaurant is located at the intersection of Cross Street, opposite the brothel and the inn on the right, and the flow of people is constantly coming and going, which is really a great location.

"Little Er, why haven't the dishes I wanted been served, we're waiting to get out of the city!" a bearded man yelled at the counter.

With his roar, the entire floor of diners cast their eyes. Seeing this, Xiao Er hurriedly ran over, looked at the four people at the strong man's table, and replied with a smile: "Master, wait a while, I'll go to the room to urge, I can't miss your trip." Haihan!Haihan!" After speaking, he ran to the room and shouted inward, "Hurry up with the roasted and stuffed fat chicken, steamed snail fish, fried beef kidney, and sour fruits and vegetables of the honored guests of the second table!"

"Alas, baby's father, why don't you eat it first, and hurry out of the city. The bearded man sat opposite a middle-aged woman wrapped in a headscarf, and said to him with an anxious face, "It's important to save your life!"

"We don't care, but we can't starve the two babies. The strong man shook his head and said with a straight face, "Although tens of thousands of soldiers have gathered outside the city, it will not be enough to fight for a while, and in terms of having a meal, it will not be a mistake." Sharpen the knife and cut wood, this is nearly 300 miles away from Quzhou, we have a good meal, and we have the strength to hurry. ”

The two of them spoke in a big voice, and the people at the few tables within a radius were very curious when they heard that they were going out of the city, saving their lives, and fighting.

A young man dressed as a scholar at the next table leaned in and asked, "This big brother, what did you say about going out of the city to save your life, this... Where did this begin? I haven't heard anything unfair from the capital. ”

The bearded man looked around, and when he saw that everyone was aiming at him, he lowered his voice with some "taboo" and replied: "Don't you know?

"Is there such a thing?" the scholar asked, looking shocked.

"You can't be wrong. The bearded man approached him and said, "My uncle is a servant of the white-clothed army, and yesterday he sent someone to deliver an urgent letter saying that they might attack the capital in the near future, and asked me to take my family out of the city and flee for my life as soon as possible." ”

"How dare this white-clothed army come to attack the imperial city?" the scholar scolded loudly, "Do you want to rebel?"

More and more diners listened to the conversation and gathered around without realizing it.

A black-faced man in the crowd suddenly exclaimed, "Well, I think it's weird, and that's true!"

Everyone was curious when they heard this, and they all looked at it.

The scholar asked, "What's the matter?" Why don't you make it clearer?"

"Alas!" the black-faced man sighed in frustration, "this white-clothed army has always been stationed in Xiahe County, and it actually drove to the south of the city a few days ago. You say, what are these tens of thousands of elite soldiers doing when they come here for hundreds of miles?"

Tens of thousands of white-clothed soldiers Chen Bing Chengnan could not hide it, and this matter had already spread in the capital. It's just that no one thought that they would come to attack the capital.

Another old man also came up and said, "I heard that King Duan transferred them. Do any of you know who the commander of the White Army is?"

"It's Prince Zhen, who doesn't know this. Someone in the crowd replied.

Xia Muyang is known as the "King of Martial Arts" because he is the commander of Dahua's most powerful white-clothed army.

"This time and that time. The old man who spoke before sighed, "King Wu was framed by the Turks in Pinan, and now the commander of the white-clothed army is his deputy general Xia Jingyu." Then Xia Jingyu is King Duan's protégé!"

"Oh, there's such a relationship? Could it be mistaken? The bearded man "Qi" asked.

"I've heard about it, too. The scholar answered, "Duanwang has been teaching in Huazi for many years, and many of the generals in the army are their students, Xia Jingyu is the son of the Pingkang Hou Mansion, and it is reasonable to enter Huazi to study." It's just that all of this is enough to prove that it was the instruction of King Duan to lead the army to the south of the city. It's not enough to show that he will attack the capital!"

"Yes! The little boy has a point. Many people echoed the scholar's words.

"You know one thing, you don't know the other. The old man who spoke before said, "Think about it, when did the three kings die? When did King Duan start to control the government? When did the white-clothed army come to the capital? Haven't you heard that the Xu tailor family in Zhaijia Lane was abducted by the people of Duanwangfu last night. What did the tailor Xu do, it was a family of three generations who made dragon robes for the emperor. Gee... Don't say much, talk too much and get into trouble. ”

The old man stopped halfway through his words, and his face was full of self-danger.

East City, West City, South City, North City...

Inside the wine shop, in the teahouse, outside the inn...

The news of Duanwang and Xia Jingyu's conspiracy to usurp the throne spread more and more widely, and gradually spread true.