The next day, Daddy Liu got up early, grinded tofu, picked up the burden, and went straight to Xishi, still circling in his mind what Yang Fenglou said to him yesterday. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Although Zhang Zhifang took the lead in defecting to Huangchao, but according to the analysis of our intelligence officers of the Right Dragon Martial Army, he did not really betray the Tang Dynasty, but completely belonged to the momentary righteous indignation abandoned by the Son of Heaven, according to the analysis of his past life, this is just an expedient measure for him, so in the current Chang'an City, we have to act secretly, there is a need to fight for his value, and there is also a need to fight for him.

Fortunately, the Zuo Long Wujun has been supervising the court according to the orders of the Son of Heaven, and there have always been lurking personnel of the Zuo Long Wujun by Zhang Zhifang's side......

According to reliable intelligence reactions, since Zhang Zhifang defected to Huangchao, he often sighed and regretted the impulse at that time, and after Huangchao Dafeng Baiguan left him alone, this situation is even more obvious, and even after a drunkenness, he also threatened to cooperate with the court and fight against Huang again.

Judging from our observations, Zhang Zhifang is not only talking, but also has specific actions, that is, when Huang Chao asked the Tang officials hiding in Chang'an City to report to Zhao Zhang, Zhang Zhifang ignored Huang Chao's ban and hid many Tang officials at home, and contacted Zuo Longwujun, ready to ask them to take action and send these Tang officials out of Chang'an City.

It's a pity that Zuo Longwu's strength in Chang'an City is limited, and even if there are hidden personnel, they are also distributed in the homes of various officials, and they are mainly responsible for collecting intelligence and operational forces, so Zuo Longwujun found us......

This time, it is a joint operation of our left and right Longwu Army, and the goal of the action is to rescue these Datang officials......

And you, who are in charge of contacting the people of Zuo Longwujun's lurking around Zhang Zhifang......"

To tell the truth, this task, Daddy Liu didn't want to take it at all, he didn't believe that Zhang Zhifang's defection to Huangchao was a temporary expedient measure, in his opinion, Zhang Zhifang simply didn't get Huangchao's attention, and he was unwilling, so it was like switching to Datang again, such a person was purely a snake and mouse at both ends of the wall, and he was simply betting on both sides.

However, Yang Fenglou told him that no matter what Zhang Zhifang thought, it was a fact that he sheltered the Tang officials, and as the pro-army of the Son of Heaven, he could not sit idly by and watch these Tang officials being killed by Huang Chao, so no matter what, he should cooperate with Zhang Zhifang as much as possible, or with Zuo Longwu's army, to rescue them from Chang'an City.

Therefore, in desperation, Father Liu had to take over this task, and only then went to the West Market the next day according to Yang Fenglou's instructions.

Daddy Liu's place of residence is not far from the West Market, and this road is also familiar, not only to often buy things in the West Market, but also because Daddy Liu has to pick the tofu he grinds out to the West Market to sell when the year is good, so he is so familiar with this road that he can't be more familiar with, and even if he walks with his eyes closed, he will not go bad.

However, this road is very different from the usual day.

There are no more bustling crowds, no more crying children, no more noisy children, and even the arrogant city fox society rats on weekdays are also hidden, for fear that the arrogance of the past will attract the attention of the Huangchao rebels.

Father Liu secretly sighed, tightened his clothes, and came to Xishi against the cold winter wind.

The West Market is the most prosperous place in Chang'an City, with a crowd of businessmen on weekdays, and even beautiful orchids selling wine, a coquettish smile, an eyebrow, and occasionally inadvertently revealing their own white flowers, just to sell an extra can of wine.

In the past, Daddy Liu went to the West Market to sell tofu, but he couldn't grab any good positions at all, and it was the best situation to be able to put down his picks on the side of the road.

And now......

Father Liu smiled wryly, swaggered at the door of Hu Shang's wine shop, and shouted at the place where the orchid had attracted the attention of the crowd in the past.

"Selling Tofu ......"

A shout spread far away in the West Market, and the small traders on the left and right couldn't help but look sideways.

A young man selling pickles couldn't help but say hello.

"Daddy Liu, be quiet, recruit the military master, but it's troublesome......"

As soon as Daddy Liu saw it, he knew, he didn't know the name, he knew that others called him Pickle Xiaoer, and he also sold pickles for a living on weekdays, and he had been selling pickles for a living for many years, and occasionally he would compete with Daddy Liu for a better place, and he was familiar with it when he came and went, but he didn't expect that he didn't leave Chang'an City, and he was still selling pickles here.

"Little Er, why didn't you leave?"

Pickle Xiao Er smiled bitterly when he heard this.

A month ago, someone really approached me, saying that they could borrow me a big car to pull the old lady and let me go to Shudi to sell pickles, but my mother didn't leave, she said that she was born in Chang'an, and died as a ghost in Chang'an...... I also think, we Chang'an people eat pickles, who knows if Shu people eat them or not? Don't be unfilial when the time comes, you can't even feed my mother, isn't this unfilial......"

The pickle Xiaoer said nonsense, and Father Liu also understood it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly at him

"They're all hard-working people......"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to shout loudly, but was stopped by Pickle Xiaoer again.

"Daddy Liu, stop yelling, save your energy...... You see that the merchants in the West Market are closed for more than half of them, and even if they are open, they are still half open and half hidden...... If someone really wants to buy your tofu, they can see you at a glance and still use you to shout?"

Daddy Liu heard this, and sure enough, the depression in the West Market was terrible, and most of the shops had already closed down, and even the grandmother's house, which was the largest in the tofu business, was also on the board.

When Daddy Liu saw it, he simply got the tofu pick to the side of the pickle Xiaoer, sat down, and didn't say anything.

Pickle Xiao Er let go of the side and asked casually:

"Daddy Liu, there is no food at home, right?"

Father Liu was stunned by this question, but the pickle junior sighed to himself.

"Alas, if you don't say it, I also know that in these chaotic years, who has grain and still goes to the street to do business? It's too late to hide at home, who wants to show up? It's not that you want to buy a few copper coins and buy a few catties of grain to go home...... If you run into a military master under the command of Emperor Qi, hey!"

He snorted hatefully, but instead of going on, he sighed again.

When Father Liu heard this, he couldn't help nodding, but his eyes looked at the various vendors around him, and found that they were all sad and worried, and they must have been forced out by the lack of food at home.

At this moment, a person came from the other end of the West Market...... (To be continued.) )