After noon, the sun rises and the sun becomes stronger.

The two chatting with each other are still not finished.

Above the nine heavens, between the white clouds.

The six black crows that had traveled south together finally flew to the edge of Yueyang City. At this moment, for the first time, they finally changed their flight paths from each other. Two were still south, two west, and two northeast, each of which flew away.

If nothing else, let's start with the two crows facing south.

"Papa~"

With a flick of the wings, it is a hundred and ten miles in an instant. A cloud streaked through, leaving two faint black afterimages, silent.

This kind of streamer can only be noticed by the family member sitting outside the south courtyard and in the carriage.

But I've only noticed it.

In the blink of an inadvertent snooze, he saw this black line falling from the sky. Just when I was curious, I raised my eyelids again and wanted to take a closer look, only the scorching sun, the blue sky and white clouds were still there, where was there any black line?

Even if there were, it could only fall into the elegant Nanting Garden behind him...

"Papa~"

"Papa~"

Flapping their wings, the two black crows turned into entities from streamer shatters.

From a thousand feet in the air, the diameter fell into the back garden of Nanting Garden.

The back garden here is not magnificent, but very magnificent. However, it continues the elegance and chic of the entire South Pavilion Garden, with a unique charm. A gazebo with green trees and flowers. A pool of clear ponds, there are fish swimming, and there are also people fishing. The murmuring of the water corresponds to the light and crisp birdsong, which is quite leisurely.

"Bang Bang..."

The two black crows that swept over landed on the stone table under the gazebo.

A white palm stretched out in front of the crow's pointed beak.

"Give it to me. ”

"Whew!"

The black crow in front of the palm of his hand screamed strangely. Immediately after, a tiny bamboo tube spits out of his mouth and falls on the palm of his outstretched hand.

"Huh..."

"Yinhua is right, this thing is disgusting. ”

The one who spoke was a scholar. In his thirties, he was fair-skinned, and he was one of the predators of the business road upstairs in Yueyang. He curled the corners of his mouth in disgust as he placed the paper fan in his hand on the stone table. Fang Cai used his fingers to carefully open the wet and sticky bamboo tube, pulled out the roll of paper hidden inside, and opened...

"Where did it come from?"

At this time, in addition to the scholar, there is another person here.

Forty or fifty years old, half-old man. Without him, there can only be Yueyang upstairs, another predator, the master. He was sitting on the right hand side of the scholar, outside the gazebo, fishing alone.

"Beibi Pass. After reading the letter, the scholar showed a little surprise and responded.

"Oh?" the master was also a little surprised when he heard this.

“......”

The scholar didn't say much, walked two steps directly, and handed the letter paper from his shoulder to the master's side.

"Look at it. ”

Da...

The master gently lowered the fishing rod. Take the letter in one hand, put it in front of you, and look at it carefully.

Half ringing, this master has been reading the letter for a lot longer than the scholar. It took him nearly ten breaths to finish the short page of the letter, from beginning to end. The surprise faded slightly...

"The one in Beimang actually released Xia Yuan, a ruffian. ”

"Wow..."

"Expected. ”

The scholar picked up the fan again, fanned it gently, and shook the wings of the fan gently.

"According to the analysis of the First World War of that year. Under the saint, Xia Yuannan is the most suitable candidate at present. ”

"It's hard to say. I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

After the scholar finished speaking, the master suddenly changed the topic: "This thing came too coincidentally, I think... Lao Jinna, there should still be something hidden, and he never gave us a breath. ”

"Huh?"

The scholar frowned slightly.

is also a predator who fights in the business road, although the master's words are only a little hint, but the scholar already knows what he wants to say.

Silent...

"Whoa..."

The clear water of the pond flows from the rockery into the pond. The fish in the pond swim freely with their tails waged. The solitary fishing line was hung with an earthworm that had not yet died, and it was bouncing in the pond.

Maybe it's timidity, or maybe it's overeating. The fish in the pond are all wary of this fresh insect. Don't dare to get too close, let alone go up and take a bite.

"Lao Jin's attainments in scheming are indeed much higher than ours. However, I don't think he can count Xia Yuan's southward movement. After pondering for a long time, the scholar looked at the fish in the water and said affirmatively.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be so precise. ”

Master picked up the fishing rod again and continued: "He only needs to guess that he will play this move at this time..."

"Are you kidding me?"

Without waiting for the master to finish speaking, the scholar said a word, and at the same time looked at his back very strangely, and said hurriedly: "In this world, except for that heavenly immortal, who else can calculate the mind of the ghost? Even if Lao Jin is ten times higher than a hundred times, he will not be able to touch a toe of the ghost. How can this be calculated?"

"Yes. ”

Ignoring the excited scholar, the master nodded lightly and responded: "That's why I said that Lao Jin still hasn't ventilated us with something." ”

“......”

It's not simple,

Master's words are not simple. The excited scholar stopped moving for a while, calmed down his impetuousness, and fell into contemplation again.

The letter that came today is not simple, and there are some things that he may really have to remember and think about.

Drifting away for a long time.

The paper fan stopped swaying, and the scholar slowly took two steps and sat down beside the master.

"The kid surnamed Xia, the time he came to Yueyang was the beginning of autumn, and the time he was assassinated by Chunyang was the beginning of winter. However, Lao Jin decided to enter the game at the end of winter, and the village was a few days ago. The timing here is completely incorrect.

Unless..."

Speaking of this, the scholar suddenly quickened his words and affirmed: "Unless, he already knows who the person who entered the game is and the secret of the village!

"Yes. ”

The master smiled and nodded heavily: "It can only be so." ”

The scholar's eyes were propped up, and he was suddenly surprised: "The reason why he let the four of us monopolize the prices in the Southern Regions for two years, so as to hoard armaments. That's because he already knew or calculated the time of the opening game!"

"That's all there is to it..."

The master nodded again: "Only if you know the secret there in advance, and only if you calculate it in advance, that kid will go to that village sooner or later, Lao Jin dares to gamble with all his strength at this critical moment." This seems bold, but in fact he is more cautious than anyone else.

With his thoughts and methods, we can't compare, we can't compare..."

“......”

"Huh!"

After the master finished speaking, the scholar thought for a while, and suddenly made a strong fan, and took the fan: "That old gold and silver flower, go to the iron fan door today, it's not just as simple as being a peacemaker for that kid." ”

"Inevitably, it's not that simple. ”

As he spoke, the master turned his face sideways, looked at the scholar and asked with a wry smile: "Most likely, they have planned to sell us a long time ago." ”

“......”

His eyes gradually darkened, and the scholar furrowed a deep brow. From his tense lips, it was clear that anger and tangle were intertwined.

The conversation changed suddenly.

"How much cloth have you eaten?"

"Twenty percent..."

The master stretched out two fingers and said, "Where is your land?"

"Ishei. The scholar replied gloomily.

"Then we all have a way out..."

The master withdrew his palm and re-grasped the fishing rod with both hands: "Since there is a way out, then it will be enough to eat another thirty percent full." Don't have to eat, otherwise you won't be able to run in the future, and you'll have to let the mermaid meat. ”

The scholar glanced at the master deeply, and couldn't see his emotions: "I know that there are tigers in the mountains, and I prefer to go to the tiger mountains, which is not like your character." ”

"Hehe..."

"If your father was still alive, he wouldn't have said that..."

After a pause, the master sighed and said: "People in business are talking about business. When we do business, we only pay attention to the word profit. Over the years, thousands of miles of trade roads in the southern region have been crisscrossed by the six of us. It is better to say that it is an alliance than to say that it is a mutual check and balance. Although we are not afraid of offending the gold and silver, they are not necessarily afraid of us.

Therefore, if you stop now, it will be like turning your face, and the final result will only be one shot and two scattered. In the end, no one has a good life.

This is a loss-making business, and we can't afford it. ”

"If they turn their faces at the moment of falling, then we won't be able to escape," the scholar said.

"So, we have to start preparing for the back road. ”

"Anyway, there's more than one ship..."

“......”

"That's rebellion. ”

"It's just a hindsight. ”

"They'll show up. ”

"From the moment we read the letter, they are also reading the letter. If we can show up, how can they not show us?"

“......”

Under the scorching south wind, whispering outside the gazebo.

Talking and laughing, the wind and clouds have changed thousands of miles.

When the decision is made, the trick is hidden a thousand times.

As the old saying goes, business is the way of seeking, and business is not treacherous, that is, there is no way.

Even if it is not as good as the golden predator, if we can deduce a few causes and consequences from a page of letter paper and a short 100-word message, this path may not be much worse than that of gold without exchange.

However, in the way of strategy, the difference of one point is the distance between heaven and earth. Many things, one bad move, that is the consequence of death without a place to be buried. It won't be long before many people regret a lot of things. Because, everything was premeditated...

However, this is a later story, so let's not mention it for the time being.

west

Follow the setting of the scorching sun and look west.

Listen to the rain lake, up and down the lakeside.

The water waves welcome the sunset and dance neon clothes, flickering ten miles of sparkling glow, the willows on all sides are still caressing, and the tourists on both sides of the strait gradually become homecoming.

"Driving~"

"Dada~"

The golden chariot moored in the shade of the willows by the lake closed the curtain as its master squeezed into its massive body. When the coachman sat down in front of his horse again, he whipped it, and the eighteen Humvees were immediately in unison. swaying, leading dozens of warriors with swords and golden armor, left.

Under the scenery of everything shining in the sunset, this long golden convoy looks so magnificent and arrogant.

It's just that they seem to be in a hurry. The degree of the groom's whip is a little less, and he is calm and calm on weekdays. One more point, the strength of the whiplash. It's like the master in the chariot, who has something urgent to deal with, and has no grace.

"It's really going to be windy this time..."

"yes. ”

“......”