Volume 2 Funeral Post Chapter 87 The fog lost the platform
After a long time, when I came back to my senses and thought of the coming Jiankang, I couldn't help but feel refreshed, so I wanted to go out for a walk, and walked out of the inn and walked towards a nearby lake.
The lake is a hundred miles in circumference, rich in fish and rice, and the people of Lujiang rely on it as the capital of life. There is a restaurant by the lake, called the low tide building, more than five zhang high, climb to overlook, the water and sky by the lake are colorful, quite spectacular. There is a wharf in front of the low tide building, there are more than a dozen fishing boats floating horizontally and vertically, each bow hangs a bucket-like bamboo basket hanging into the water, there are caught fish and shrimp aquatic products, several fishermen are repairing nets at the stern, all of them are tanned and dark-skinned, but they all have a contented smile on their faces.
Nian Nu walked here, the breeze was blowing, the water on the lake was not rippling, and a few fishermen on the wharf suddenly saw a delicate girl standing on the shore, and immediately turned their heads and ears, squeezed each other's eyebrows, and laughed strangely from time to time. Niannu squinted at them, and flicked his sleeves up the tide building.
I saw that the upstairs was carved on all sides, and there was a stone table in the middle, and a golden flute was placed on the table, and a Taoist was drinking by himself. When Niannu saw that someone was there, he didn't have time to take a closer look, so he wanted to turn around and leave. Suddenly, I heard the man: "Isn't this the girl of the Silver Snake Village?" I didn't expect to see my old friend in this foreign land in the south of the Yangtze River, which was really unexpected. I don't know why it has come to this?" The man put the golden flute on the table into his arms, and said with a smile: "Poor Dao was ordered to come to Jiangnan on an errand, and when he came here, he saw that the lake scenery was quite strong, so he came to visit, and he didn't want to meet rare guests." Girl, please sit down, why don't you have a drink together?" Nian Nu took a seat and said, "The Taoist and my wife have been saying goodbye to the Yanwang Mansion for several months, but I didn't expect the Taoist to be so strong and have arrived in Huainan leisurely. The slave family is presumptuous, and I don't know what to do in the long run?" He knew that the slave was Mrs. Silver Snake's own person, and Mrs. Silver Snake was the confidant of King Yan, so he was defenseless against her, and said with a smile: "Poor Dao came to Jiangnan to set off a bloody storm. ”
Nian Nu was stunned for a moment and said, "I want to hear the details." Huang Youdao smiled and said coldly: "If the old prince wants to level the world, he must first make the south of the Yangtze River cause trouble and Xiao Wall, and then he will take advantage of it, so he specially ordered the poor road to muddy the water." Seeing that she was still puzzled, she continued: "Wang Yanzhang, the captain of the Jiankang Division, betrayed the lord to seek glory, deliberately colluded with Shihu, and wanted to lure the people south, so he once instructed the three of us to go north to the Yanwang Mansion to assassinate the old prince. Now the old prince will make a plan, and he will turn into the appearance of his henchman Yang Baibu, return to Jianjian to recover his life, and pretend that the matter has been done, and he will be fooled. Nian Nujiao laughed and continued: "He is overjoyed, and he will definitely urge Shi Hu to send troops south as soon as possible, and he will take the opportunity to make trouble in Jiankang, thinking that he should respond." Huang Youdao laughed and said, "The girl sees things wisely and doesn't let her eyebrows." Nian Nu lowered his head and chuckled, and said: "The Taoist chief has a good reputation, and the slave family is just speculating with common sense." ”
Huang Youdao smiled and said, "Then please speculate again, can this matter be successful?" Nian Nu smiled slightly, and said, "What is the Taoist referring to?" "Naturally, Wang Yanzhang made a mess." Huang Youdao was surprised, and continued: "Could it be that the girl thinks there is something else to do?" Nian Nu covered his mouth and smiled, and said: "The Taoist is thoughtful, few people can do it, and he does not hide his feelings, and there is indeed something else." Huang Youdao withdrew his smile and asked, "Please make it clear to the girl." Nian Nu said: "Wang Yanzhang's rebellion will fail, this is needless to say." There is another thing, whether it can be done or not, but it is difficult to speculate. "What's the matter?" asked Huang Youdao hurriedly. Nian Nu said: "On that day, Wang Yanzhang sent the three of you to the north to assassinate, and now only Yang Baibu, who is pretended by the Taoist chief, has returned to his life, and if he doesn't see the other two, it may be difficult to win his trust." Huang Youdao pondered for a long time and said: "In this matter, Poor Dao also thought that only Yang Baibu came back, which would inevitably make him suspicious. However, Poor Dao and Mrs. Guizhai are not his subordinates after all, but they are just helping him do things, and since the matter is over, it should be gone, and it is reasonable, and Wang Yanzhang also understands this reason, so he is not suspicious, and he does not know. Nian Nu shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "Suffering is born from many desires, and harm is born from Fubei." If he does not doubt, it is naturally the best, and if he is doubtful, it will not be a failure. At that time, in front of the old prince, how should the Taoist chief explain?" Huang Youdao was silent in thought, and asked, "According to the girl's opinion, what should be done about this matter?"
Nian Nu smiled: "The slave family is a female streamer, how can there be any high opinions, it's just speculation, but the Taoist Taoist smiled." Huang Youdao knew that she must have a good plan, so he got up and said: "The girl doesn't have to be too humble, she still wants to be in front of the old people, and she doesn't hesitate to teach." Seeing him like this, Niannu quietly pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Where did the Taoist chief speak." My generation walks the rivers and lakes, it is our duty to help people in distress, and it is also our duty to eliminate adultery and punish evil. Wang Yanzhang is a Jin minister, but he thinks of the opposite, the people in the pass, luring the wolf into the house, such a traitorous villain, everyone gets to be punished, the Taoist chief was ordered to go south to eliminate the evil, and the slave should help a little. Rolling his eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "The slave has a plan, maybe you can try." The Taoist chief is still disguised as Yang Baibu, and the slave family disguised himself as my wife, saw Wang Yanzhang, and only said that when he assassinated King Yan, Huang Youdao was unfortunately seriously injured and was divided by the palace guards. He saw that we had described the situation in the palace of King Yan in a real and detailed way, and he saw this golden flute, and there was no reason not to believe it. That's it. Huang Youdao's complexion changed slightly, his eyes flashed cold, and after a while, he laughed and said: "This is very good, since I am Yang Baibu, I naturally can't see the golden flute that Huang Youdao is carrying, so it is reasonable for this golden flute to be held by the 'Silver Snake Lady'." Then he took out the golden flute from his bosom and handed it to Niannu.
Nian Nu took a closer look, and the flute was golden all over, and it was actually made of pure gold. I was very happy in my heart, but I didn't know whether he was true or false, so he refused to accept it, and said with a smile: "The slave's whimsical words are inappropriate, this thing is the Taoist chief's personal belonging, how can it be given to others at will." Huang Youdao said with a smile: "The girl is willing to help me, and the poor Dao is grateful, so it is also appropriate to give this thing to the girl, but this flute is passed down by the family teacher and the poor Dao, so I dare not transfer to others, since the girl likes it, I will take it to play for some time first, and then I will finish Wang Yanzhang's matter, and then please finish it." Nian Nu was overjoyed, and said coquettishly: "Since the Taoist is so generous, the slave family is disrespectful." With a hand, he took the golden flute.
At this time, it was past noon, the surface of the lake was sparkling, and in the distance, a few flat boats could be seen swaying, like duckweed. It turned out that the fishermen at the wharf had already left the boat lake and started a busy life.
Nian Nu and Huang Youdao were on the low tide upstairs, enjoying the light and chatting. Suddenly, there was a sound of horses' hooves, although it was a ride, but the momentum was like a trapped army, and it seemed to be coming straight to the tide building.