The conversation between the old man and the young continued.

The old man in gray was not annoyed when he heard the other party's angry words, but just stroked his beard and said, "I naturally can't control what you want to do, but I'm curious why you want to go to the Spirit Academy?

Xu Changan was slightly stunned, this old man... That's right!

Looking at the other party's curious look, he rubbed his eyebrows a little depressed, as if he was thinking about how to talk about it.

Then he smiled instantly, coughed lightly, and said solemnly with the black sword in his hand: "You also saw it just now, if I cause something, that person will help me, so naturally it is impossible to want to go in and hide from someone." As for why we have to go to the Spiritual Academy, we young people today think that we are good students to study, work hard to make the country strong, and serve the country! Besides, isn't the Spiritual Academy founded precisely to educate students? What is wrong with me going to study? It is not that I do not pay tuition. ”

The old man listened to those deafening and self-motivated words and looked at Xu Changan with some surprise, and said mysteriously: "Could it be that you can't even help you with the Imperial History Mansion?" ”

......

Xu Changan's face twitched slightly, and he said angrily: "When did I say that!"

I have to say that Xu Changan suddenly felt that this old man's view of people and things was really very accurate.

This also made Xu Changan more and more flustered, this old man guessed that it was okay, if the people from the Spirit Academy guessed it, what should I do if I didn't let myself in?

As the old man guessed, he caused trouble, and the Imperial History Mansion really couldn't help him, not to mention how powerful the person who was going to kill him was in this city, and not to talk about whether Bi Siqian would mobilize the Imperial Spirit Division to treat him when he found out that he was growing.

Just if he wants to seek justice for Sifang City, he has to face His Majesty the Emperor.

He wanted everyone to know that the crisis of Sifang City's slaughter in the autumn of the ninth year of Qing'an was not because we did anything that deserved to be killed, and we did not deserve to die.

And these words are tantamount to exposing that His Majesty the Emperor wants to kill innocents indiscriminately at will, and can casually attack a city for something that he can't do.

To seek justice from His Majesty the Emperor for such a thing, and behind this justice will inevitably affect the emperor's rule and shake his regime, which no monarch can bear.

If it weren't for those words, Xu Chang'an had only said to Lin Ying, he would even wonder if His Majesty the Emperor had already started to do it to himself.

And people like His Majesty the Emperor are naturally not something that an Imperial History Mansion can meddle in.

Xu Changan needs the Imperial History Mansion to help him, but he will not drag the people who help him into the quagmire, and the people who have helped him will never treat him like this.

So after he came to the capital, he didn't think about going to find Liu Chunsheng, who had come to the capital before him, and maybe relied on the wind and water that had been mixed with handwriting.

That's because he was assassinated, he knew that someone wanted to kill him, so he couldn't show any handle and weakness to the other party, and a young man was not familiar with the place in the capital, and he didn't have any relatives, so at this time, the first handle was only Liu Chunsheng.

He could go to the Spirit Academy to hide, but Liu Chunsheng couldn't.

The old man in gray smacked his lips, as if he felt bored, and then left with the bun and the swallow on his shoulder.

Xu Changan suddenly thought of something, and shouted loudly behind him: "Wait a minute, do you know Sister Huarong?"

The old man was slightly stunned, and muttered in a low voice: "Huarong, what is the relationship with Huaxia?" Then he reacted, and replied casually with a lewd smile on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know any Huarong, but I know a lot of sister, if you are interested, can I introduce two to you?"

......

Xu Changan looked at his white-haired appearance, the sister he knew... That has to be older than him, right?

The black sword in his frightened hand almost fell to the ground, and then followed the other party, a little further away from him.

The old man looked at this kid with a smile, and said with strange eyes: "Really interested? Old man, I really underestimate you." ”

Xu Changan hurriedly shook his head with his hands, looked at the few pedestrians around, and asked in a low voice, "Did you push me in front of that building in the morning?" Could it be that you are also a cultivator?"

"Cultivator?um?mmmmmm

Xu Changan was a little speechless, he thought that he had met a master, but in the end, he was still the same as the man at the city gate.

But it's not good to send it away directly, and said seriously: "I want to be admitted with my own efforts! This kind of way of going through the back door, the master disdains to use it!"

The old man smacked his lips again, glanced at Xu Changan with a little disdain, looked up at the sky, and sighed: "It's time for dinner again." He looked down at the buns left in his hand, hurriedly carried them behind him, and then said, "Boy, you won't die, why don't you have a meal to celebrate?"

Xu Changan lazily ignored him and walked straight forward.

What does it mean to be immortal in a great calamity? How could a young master die like this? What kind of great cultivator, what kind of celebration and celebration, and still don't want to eat and drink?

The old man beckoned forward, looked at the bun he had raised, shook his arm hard, and then blew his beard and took one from it and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the Imperial History Mansion, the housekeeper had already returned to the backyard to explain the situation in the field.

Imperial Doctor Cui Ren flicked his sleeves back and said fiercely: "Hmph! A mere Kyoto Prefecture Yin actually dares to do against Lord Ben, I don't think he wants this four-grade official hat anymore!"

Steward Cui nodded yes, and then continued: "That young man is just like the master said, it's not simple, he said that this time he just tried the Imperial History Mansion. ”

Cui Ren was shocked, waved his hand to signal the other party to leave, and said: "Test whether what I said in the Imperial History Mansion by risking my life counts, this kid seems to be really different from ordinary people." ”

The housekeeper bowed and retreated, and Cui Xianggong smiled and said, "Father, don't worry too much, this young man is cautious by nature, and it is normal for him to be able to do this when he first comes to the capital." ”

Cui Ren slowly sat down, then nodded slightly, and suddenly asked, "On that way, apart from the assassination, did you encounter anything else?"

Cui Xianggong nodded, stepped forward and replied, "Lord Si Zheng, the Imperial Spirit Division, went to the southern border. There was another person who had also gone to the place where Wanqiu City was located not long ago. ”

Cui Ren frowned, "The eldest prince and His Majesty the Emperor sent people to visit Commander Lin one after the other, and it is time to come back even if the day comes." ”

Cui Xianggong reminded: "Is it difficult, going to the southern border is just a pretense, the real purpose is to cover up something?"

Cui Ren waved his hand, "This matter can't be guessed without permission. ”

Cui Xianggong continued: "What the child said is not about the assassination of the convoy. ”

Cui Ren thought carefully for a moment and nodded slightly, "That should be the matter of aiding Qi, it seems that His Majesty has other conditions for sending troops." Did the other students know about this?"

Cui Xianggong shook his head slightly, "Even if the other students see it, they don't know that it is Master Si Zheng of the Imperial Spirit Division." ”

Cui Ren stroked his beard lightly and nodded slightly.

In the Honglu Temple, Yuan Jiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites of Qi, couldn't hide the smile on his face, and tried his best to ensure that he didn't laugh out loud, and said to Zhao Xian, the secretary of the Honglu Temple in front of him, with difficulty: "Lord Zhao, this kind of thing has happened in the city, and our Qi country... Burst... Ahem, it's also deeply sad, and hopefully... I also hope that the courtiers in the city will be able to come out of their grief as soon as possible..."

Zhao Xian glanced up and down at Yuan Jiang, who did not have the slightest sorrow on the other side, and even had a gloating expression, and the subordinate officials behind him, licked his lips and said angrily: "This is our state affair, you Qi State should not get involved in these things." ”

Yuan Jiang laughed twice, stepped forward and said, "What Lord Zhao said is very true, and we are just feeling unfortunate for what happened to your country, and we are just from the heart. ”

Zhao Xian waved his hand, too lazy to listen to him gloating here, and said: "Your Majesty has already said that you agree to aid Qi to fight Chu, and the specific conditions will be handled according to the current agreement between the two sides." I have to prepare my own grain, grass and ordnance, and the Qi State of the war dead needs to pay double the pension, and all the taxes of Qingyun County in the next ten years will be transferred to my Dachang treasury, which is a condition for sending troops, and the distribution of the spoils of war needs to be discussed later. ”

Yuan Jiang finally couldn't help laughing, clapped his hands and said happily: "Great!

A row of black lines appeared on Zhao Xian's forehead, and his face was gloomy: "Dare to ask Lord Shangshu, why is the other happy?"

......

Yuan Jiang hurriedly shook his head with a tense mouth, and a subordinate official behind him finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

Zhao Xian said fiercely: "I suddenly changed the conditions and asked for twenty years of taxes from Qingyun County!"

Yuan Jiang was slightly stunned, couldn't laugh anymore, hurriedly stepped forward and patted the other party's back, and said, "Lord Zhao dissipates his anger, dissipates his anger." This, Qingyun County is the county with the largest population and the largest circulation of goods in the nine counties of my Qi country, and it is also the main source of tax revenue in my Qi country.

Zhao Xian shook his sleeves fiercely and said angrily: "On the occasion of the marriage of the two dynasties, Lord Shangshu must distinguish the situation clearly!

Yuan Jiang stepped forward and saluted with a smile: "Yes, yes, what Lord Zhao said is that I, the whole Qi country, thank Lord Zhao." ”

Zhao Xian snorted coldly and left, Yuan Jiang hurriedly wiped a layer of sweat from his forehead, and said fearfully: "I almost missed a big thing." ”

A subordinate official stepped forward and said, "Qingyun County's ten-year tax revenue, this... Can the king agree?"

Yuan Jiang leaned into the other party's ear and whispered: "This battle is related to the survival of my Qi country, before leaving, the king guessed that the other party was fighting Qingyun County's idea, and the ten-year tax was already expected by the king." ”