The Bandit’s Strategy

Chapter 83: [Third Young Master of Peacock Gate] Why don't you blow something festive in the middle of the night

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The terrain of Hutougang is steep, and a strong attack will inevitably suffer losses. This is also the reason why Wen Liunian had been standing still before. But once it involves the soul of Daming Wang Yun Duanhun who disappeared decades ago, the meaning of the whole thing starts to be completely different. Intentional but powerless. Even if Xiang Lie has always respected Wen Liunian very much, he would always ask in advance when doing things, but it was just a question - there are rebels in the mountains, not to mention a mere small magistrate, even if he is a high official in the court, I'm afraid there will be no Have the guts to speak out to stop him.

Later the next day, a hidden guard came back to report that the two sides had started a confrontation.

"How's the battle going?" Wen Liunian asked.

"There are quite a few institutions near the Tiger Head Gang, but Commander Xiang has many subordinates, many of whom are elite soldiers and strong generals, so they are unlikely to suffer losses." The dark guard said, "It's just that on the battlefield, casualties are inevitable."

"In any case, I would never have imagined that a mere tiger-headed gang would disturb the president of the Imperial Forest Army and tens of thousands of troops from the imperial court." Wen Liunian sighed, "I just hope that it will be stable sooner."

"The gates of the four cities have been guarded by soldiers and horses, so no outsiders will sneak in." Zhao Yue said, "The notice has also been posted, telling the people to be careful in everything recently, so you don't have to worry too much."

Wen Liunian smiled and said, "Say these words as if you are the prefect."

"I don't want to be a magistrate." Zhao Yue poured him a cup of tea, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even enter the door of the government office."

"You shouldn't be bound by these things." Wen Liunian touched his chin, "It's suitable to be a bandit leader in Cangmang Mountain."

"If I really become a bandit, the first thing I will do is to rush down the mountain with my men and horses, and tie you back to Chaomu Cliff." Zhao Yue hugged him on his lap and sat down, "Even if the emperor himself came to ask for someone, he would not let him go." .”

"Are you stupid?" Wen Liunian tugged at his face, "Even robbing is robbing someone else's house, that's how you get an advantage." How can you rob...your own family.

Zhao Yue laughed out loud, and leaned closer to kiss him, but Wen Liunian covered his mouth: "Let's go back to Xiangfu first."

"Why?" Zhao Yue held his hand.

"Master caught a cold last night, and he still has a lot of business to do." Wen Liunian said, "With you around, I will be distracted."

Knowing that he has always been very serious in his work, Zhao Yue didn't insist on staying, and went out of the government office with Jiyue knife, intending to go to the street to buy him some snacks and dried milk.

"Young Master Zhao, go shopping again!" The mountains outside the city are fighting against bandits, and the number of people on the streets inside the city will naturally decrease, but as long as they see Zhao Yue, the big guys will still enthusiastically gather around to say hello and ask for a few words. The recent situation of Tianting, it seems that he is about to be ranked in the fairy class, very high-end and majestic.

Fortunately, Zhao Yue has long been used to all kinds of strange problems, so he bought dry milk and camellia with a calm face, and went to the west of the city to buy shepherd's purse wontons—the nerd seems to be very tired recently, and he needs to eat more to be energetic.

In the government office, Wen Liunian put the brush in his hand aside and stretched vigorously.

The red-armored wolf quickly crawled out of the pen holder, shaking its tentacles to look at him.

I want to play around.

Wen Liunian took out the small box, squeezed it in carefully, took it out the door together, and went straight to the backyard.

"My lord." Fang Cui was washing clothes in the courtyard, and when she saw him, she shook the water off her hands and stood up.

"Miss Fang is washing clothes again." Wen Liunian greeted with a smile.

The dark guard who was in charge of watching Fang Cui was a little puzzled when he saw this, it was so good, why did your lord come here suddenly.

"My lord has something to do with me?" Fang Cui asked.

"Drop by, just come and have a look." Wen Liunian said, "Recently Aunt Wang has returned to the countryside for something, if the girl needs anything, feel free to ask, but it's best to try to stay away from the house as much as possible."

"Is it chaotic outside?" Fang Cui took the opportunity to ask, "I also heard the discussion from the people in the mansion earlier, saying that bandits have started to be suppressed outside the city."

"That's right." Wen Liunian nodded, "It's an army dispatched by the imperial court, and even the official can't intervene."

"It doesn't matter who makes the move, it's good to get rid of the bandits' den." Fang Cui said, "Your Excellency will be rewarded if you report your achievements to the court."

"Miss, you are wrong." Wen Liunian shook his head, "No matter how cruel they are, the Tiger Head Gang is nothing more than a gang of bandits, how can I alarm the emperor just because of this."

"If your lord has not reported it, why did the imperial court send troops here?" Fang Cui was a little puzzled.

Wen Liunian replied, "Because there are rebels in the mountains."

"Rebel?" Fang Cui's eyes widened.

"Yes, it is said that the identity of the leader of the Tiger Head Gang is strange, and it seems to be related to the Daming King decades ago." Wen Liunian said unhurriedly, "The girl is from Jiangnan, have you ever heard of Yun Duanhun's name? "

Fang Cui shook her head: "I've never heard of it."

"I don't know much about this matter, but it's not important." Wen Liunian said, "Whether he is a traitor or not, the tens of thousands of soldiers from the imperial court are now attacking the mountain, and it won't be long before they will surely be able to defeat him." If we catch them all in one go, Cangwu Mountain will be peaceful, and Cangwu City will become richer."

Fang Cui's palms broke out in cold sweat.

The identity of the leader of the Tiger Head Clan has always been a mystery, even Zhang Shengrui didn't know anything about his past, and Huang Ying didn't even know about it. He was surprised to hear that he was actually related to Yun Duanhun.

Daming King Yun Duanhun, even if it has been deliberately covered up by the court for many years, there are still many stories circulating on the east coast, both good and evil, gods and demons, no one can tell what his identity is. The storyteller loves to tell his stories the most. Even though the years have passed and the name has been changed and the dynasty has changed, the insider can still tell who it is just by hearing it. Fang Cui naturally had some impressions of this name, but at the time it was just a myth and rumor, but she didn't expect that one day, it would actually be related to it.

After coming out of the small courtyard, Wen Liunian went to the garden to loosen the soil. Just now, he clapped his hands and planned to go back to the bedroom to change clothes, but he happened to see Zhao Yue walking over.

"Where did you go?" Zhao Yue helped him wipe his face, "It's dirty."

Wen Liunian said obediently, "Hua Yuan, I stopped by to find Fang Cui before."

"What do you want her for?" Zhao Yue frowned slightly when he heard this.

Wen Liunian said: "Correct."

Zhao Yue: ...

"Now that she can't get in touch with the outside world, she will naturally feel anxious." Wen Liunian leaned over and whispered something in his ear, "What do you think?"

"The method is good, but you are not allowed to look for her again in the future." Zhao Yue said, "Who knows what else is on the witch who came out of the cult."

"I brought the red-armored wolf." Wen Liunian said, "The heroes of Chasing Shadow Palace are also in the dark."

"No one can do it." Zhao Yue twisted the hot towel and wiped off the dirt on his face, "I can't do it without me."

"Yeah." Wen Liunian smiled, "Not next time."

"I bought wontons for you." Seeing that he was so obedient, Zhao Yue bowed his head and kissed him, "There are also dried milk and green plum dim sum."

"But at night there is cured fish, which was specially brought back from Huguang." Now if you eat wontons, what will you do for dinner

Mr. Wen fell into difficult thinking.

Zhao Yue didn't speak, just kissed and touched the side, watching him in a daze while eating tofu, his hands became more and more presumptuous.

"Ah!" Wen Liunian finally came to his senses when he was touched in a place that shouldn't be touched, and kicked him.

The two were arguing in the room, when suddenly a servant came out and said, "My lord." The voice was a bit bitter, because he didn't want to disturb at this time, but there was nothing he could do.

"What's the matter?" Wen Liunian wanted to open the door, but was held back by Zhao Yue, who straightened the collar of his clothes and messed up hair, scratched his nose and said with a low smile, "I don't want to show this to outsiders." look."

Seeing his lord's flushed face after opening the door, the servant stepped back unconsciously, lest he be hanged from a tree by Mr. Zhao and beat him: "There is a visitor."

"Who is it?" Wen Liunian asked, thinking it was someone from Shadow Chasing Palace.

"I didn't say where I came from, and I didn't have a name post. I just said that my surname is Zhou." Jia Ding said.

"Zhou?!" Wen Liunian gasped for an instant, and asked with wide-eyed eyes.

When Zhao Yue heard it from behind, his heart paused a little. The surname is Zhou. Could it be that he is the nerd's adoptive father

"Yes, Zhou." The servant nodded, "I'm drinking tea in the front hall."

Mr. Wen's first reaction was - it's over.

If the adoptive father really came to the door, it must be because the family has heard the wind and learned that he has sneaked into this vast city. I also know that my parents will not agree, and they will be taken back directly in all likelihood!

"Don't be afraid." Zhao Yue patted him on the shoulder, "I'm still here."

"..." If you weren't here, maybe the foster father would be less angry. Mr. Wen began to look around, planning to hide in the cabinet first, why did he want to study in the first place, he should follow strange people and strange things to learn Tudun!

The servant said again: "It's a young master, he looks like a beautiful tree." He didn't say a word, and he was not inferior to the big master.

"Young master?" Zhao Yue was puzzled when he heard the words - the world only said that the old man Zhou of the Peacock Clan had high martial arts skills, and Bo Yuntian didn't seem to mention that he was also good at looking good.

"Young...young master?" Wen Liunian was also taken aback, and a person quickly flashed through his mind.

"Otherwise, I'll take a look for you?" Seeing that his eyes were more erratic, Zhao Yue asked.

"It's not necessary." Wen Liunian collected himself, "I'll go and have a look."

Zhao Yue said: "I will go too."

Wen Liunian hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "En."

The further you walked towards the front hall, the more obvious the vague premonition in your heart became, so that the speed of your feet became slower and slower. Zhao Yue was by his side, even though he didn't say anything, he still had doubts in his heart, it wasn't the adoptive father, whose surname was Zhou, who could make the nerd so uneasy, who the hell was it

"Zi Chu." There was a greeting with a smile in his ear, the eyes of the man in white seemed to be smeared with ink, so dark that he couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Wen Liunian stood at the door, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Zhao Yue patted him on the back lightly, and looked up at the unexpected guest. Unconsciously, there was a bit of murderous expression on his face, even he didn't notice it.

"Don't come here without any harm." The other party didn't even look at him.

"Very good." Wen Liunian said.

"That's good." The other party smiled, "After all these years outside, I'm most afraid that you will have a bad life."

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly, and Wen Liunian's mind was also a little confused.

Zhao Yue said, "Who is your Excellency?"

The other party asked lazily, "Who are you?"

"It's the one I want to marry." Wen Liunian answered for him, and before the two of them were surprised, he held Zhao Yue's hand, "Let me introduce, this is the third young master of Peacock Sect, Zhou Mubai."

"Young master, I'm sorry." Cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand, Zhao Yue held it firmly with his backhand, and the expression in his eyes became more and more unclear.

There was a trace of strangeness on Zhou Mubai's face, and he returned to normal immediately, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I didn't bring a congratulatory gift."

"Then hurry up and prepare." Wen Liunian said, "There's still time."

After being together for so long, Zhao Yue has never seen him show resistance to a person so clearly - even if he is angry, the nerd always smiles badly, instead of almost writing the words "exit order" on his face like now .

But even with this attitude, Zhao Yue felt that he seemed to be a little... jealous for no reason, no matter whether it was good or bad, at least the bookworm was different from Zhou Mubai in front of him from the rest of the people.

"Is there anything the third young master wants from me?" Wen Liunian asked.

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?" Zhou Mubai laughed.

Wen Liunian said, "I'm very busy."

Looking at the hostile person in front of him, Zhou Mubai raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, stood up and walked out, "I'll come to see you when I pass by Cangwu City. I live in the Furun Inn in the city. If you have something to do, come here anytime." Find me."

"If you hadn't happened to pass by, you wouldn't have come, would you?" Wen Liunian asked behind him.

Zhou Mubai paused: "Yes."

Wen Liunian gritted his teeth: "Third Young Master, it's easy to leave."

Zhou Mubai strode out the door, the corners of his mouth that had been raised slowly calmed down, and there was a trace of sourness in his eyes.

Traveling thousands of miles from the East China Sea to Cangwu City, the journey was almost non-stop, and even sleeping in the woods for one night was considered a luxury. If this is also called going along the way, then there is nothing in the world called not going along the way.

It's just that he arrived with great difficulty, but he only had time to send a congratulatory gift.

Getting married...

The courtyard was so quiet that Zhao Yue gently pinched his chin.

Wen Liunian's eyes were a little dazed, but there was no sign of crying.

Fortunately... Zhao Yue hugged him into his arms: "What's going on?"

Wen Liunian said sullenly, "Dizziness."

Zhao Yue picked him up horizontally and strode back to the bedroom.

Asking the kitchen to cook the wontons he just bought, and feeding them three or five, Wen Liunian finally said, "We grew up together."

"En." Zhao Yue continued to cool the wontons in the spoon and carefully fed them into his mouth.

"I was not forgiving when I was a child." Wen Liunian chewed and swallowed the wonton, "It's quite delicious."

"You haven't spared anyone in your mouth now." Zhao Yue wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, "Naturally delicious, I paid the boss to add a double serving of pork."

Wen Liunian smiled, and rubbed against him again, his mood has recovered a lot: "He is good at martial arts, and he often fights for me."

Zhao Yue ate a wonton by himself.

Wen Liunian froze with his mouth open.

This is not feeding.

Not full yet.

Zhao Yue laughed out loud, and leaned closer to kiss him: "Continue talking."

"Afterwards he left without saying a word. It is said that he was going to travel around the rivers and lakes." Wen Liunian said, "It's gone."

"No more?" Zhao Yue handed him the bowl, "Drink the soup."

"It's gone." Wen Liunian hugged the big sea bowl and obediently drank the clear beef soup in it.

Zhao Yue looked at him.

Wen Liunian's eyes dodged slightly, and then he said: "He really treats me very well." So good that as long as he wanted it, there was nothing he couldn't get.

Zhao Yue hugged him into his arms: "I will treat you well too."

Wen Liunian leaned against his chest: "At that time, I was young, and I didn't even know what was going on in my mind. I didn't worry about anything at that time, but I only worried about what to do if I won the first prize in the exam and stayed in Wangcheng as an official. Where did he arrange it?"

Zhao Yue's hand tightened slightly.

"It's just that before I could think it through clearly, he left a letter and disappeared completely, saying that he was going to travel overseas." Wen Liunian said, "I have never been back since then."

"Is this the first time we met?" Zhao Yue asked.

Wen Liunian said, "Yes."

"Don't see him again." Zhao Yue whispered in his ear.

Wen Liunian put his arms around his neck and said guiltily: "When I was in the front hall just now, I was just a little...don't take it to heart."

"I know." Zhao Yue hugged him tightly, "It's okay." If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not meeting him earlier, and let others take advantage of it for nothing. Having been together day and night for more than ten years, it is not surprising that there is a person who is always by his side, and it is not surprising that he will feel strange in his heart.

"Actually, it's also good." Wen Liunian said, "Write a letter to tell foster father, he will definitely be very happy."

"Why?" Zhao Yue was a little puzzled.

"It's not just me who left without saying goodbye." Wen Liunian said, "For so many years, the adoptive father has been looking for him everywhere."

"No wonder." Zhao Yue said, "It seems that the foundation of kung fu is also good, but I have never heard of it in the world."

"Never mind him. Wen Liunian buried his face in his arms, "I want to sleep for a while. "

"I'm sleeping now, and I should wake up again at night." Zhao Yue squeezed his neck, "Hold on for a while."

Wen Liunian looked at him with sleepy eyes: "Oh."

Zhao Yue: ...

Wen Liunian lay down on the table and pretended to be dead.

Zhao Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he called for hot water to come in, and watched him get into bed after washing.

After a while, Wen Liunian fell asleep comfortably. The red-armored wolf lay beside his pillow, with its tentacles drooping down, sleeping soundly.

Zhao Yue covered him with the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed to accompany him for a while. Time passed slowly, and the night outside was getting darker, but there was a slight sound and the voice of a hidden guard.

Opening the door of the bedroom, Zhou Mubai was standing in the courtyard with no weapon in his hand, only a white jade xiao.

"Big boss." Seeing him coming out, the dark guard also put away his iron whip.

"It's okay, it's a guest." Zhao Yue turned around and closed the bedroom door, "What's the matter with the third young master?"

"Forget this during the day." Zhou Mubai put a letter on the stone table, "Give it to Zichu tomorrow morning."

The hidden guards all gasped in their hearts, and then looked at Master Zhao in unison.

It's amazing, this person is not only slightly handsome, but also seems to know the adult's nickname!

Zhao Yue asked: "What is it?"

Zhou Mubai smiled: "What he wants."

The dark guard began to roll up his sleeves to prepare for a fight.

Zhou Mubai had already jumped out from the wall.

The dark guard had no choice but to put down his sleeves again.

It is slightly cold at night.

The night wind blew the white letter paper on the stone table, there was nothing on it, only a pink peach blossom was drawn on it.

The dark guards came up: "Who is this person?"

Zhao Yue said: "The third young master of the Peacock Gate, Zhou Mubai."

"The name is not bad, and the background is good enough to make a living." The dark guard said in a hurry, "Martial arts are not low, he looks good, and he can draw peach blossoms." While speaking, there was another melodious flute sound in the distance, so he hurried Added, "I can also blow dicks."

"So?" Zhao Yue asked.

So watch out for adults! The dark guard tirelessly warned.

Zhao Yue: ...

"It must be a love letter, and it's still delicious." The dark guard picked up the letter and sniffed it, "Open it and have a look?"

"Okay, okay!" Another person also echoed, "Then we will write a fake letter, which is full of scolding adults!" It's so witty, just do it!

Zhao Yue shook his head, took the letter from their hands, turned and entered the bedroom.

The Jianghu mascot was very disappointed.

Wen Liunian was sitting on the bed watching him.

"It still woke you up." Zhao Yue had no choice but to pass the letter in his hand, "It's Zhou Mubai."

Wen Liunian was wrapped in the quilt and didn't want to reach out at all: "Take it apart and have a look."

Zhao Yue lifted the sealing seal and took a hasty glance.

"What is it?" Wen Liunian yawned.

Zhao Yue said: "Maybe you really want to see it."

"Oh?" Wen Liunian finally stretched out a hand.

Zhao Yue said: "It's about Qingqiu."

Wen Liunian's eyes widened, and he really regained his energy.

Zhao Yue picked up the quilt that fell on the side and wrapped it around him again: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Wen Liunian asked him to turn on the light and read the letter carefully.

To the east of the Wa Kingdom, there is a vast uninhabited island group. Due to the strong wind and waves and countless eddies, there are almost no ships passing by on weekdays, so no one knows that there is a group of cults hidden in it. The leader is Qingqiu.

"No wonder." Wen Liunian frowned slightly.

Zhou Mubai has traveled frequently in the East China Sea these years, and he came across this island by accident, and found some news secretly. He originally saw that the other party did not endanger the Central Plains martial arts, nor harassed the fishermen everywhere, so he didn't want to intervene any more. Who knows When he was about to leave, he overheard the words Cangwu City.

The elders of Wen Mansion and Peacock Gate may not know, but Zhou Mubai does know who the prefect there is. Although they still couldn't figure out what the intentions of this group of cultists were, they still sailed out to sea overnight, returned to the inland all the way, and then rushed to Cangwu City non-stop.

Along the way, they talked about the imperial court sending troops to Cangmang Mountain to suppress the bandits. I didn't know what the situation in the city was like, so I became more and more worried. It wasn't until I entered the city that everything was fine, I was a little relieved, and I will see you again in the government office. Seeing him, I was completely relieved.

It's just that he didn't expect that there was already someone beside him.

That's right, when I left without saying goodbye, why should I ask him to wait.

Even if you have to wait, three or five years is fine, seven or eight years, how many seven years can a person live

Zhou Mubai leaned against the tree, and Bai Yuxiao glowed softly under the moonlight.

The voice was distant, as if someone was sobbing.

The dark guard was holding a grass stalk in his mouth on the roof, feeling quite resentful, and he didn't cheer up in the middle of the night. One night and two nights can still be tolerated, if it is like this every night, then we must buy a few suonas to fight against it!

Inside the house, Zhao Yue took the letter paper out of his hands: "Okay, go to sleep, we'll talk about things tomorrow morning."

Wen Liunian lay back on the bed, put his arms around his waist, and continued to think about his thoughts.

The sound of flute in the distance still drifted into the room intermittently, Zhao Yue frowned and stretched out his hand, gently covering his ears.

Wen Liunian was still in a daze at first, but he didn't react for a while, after thinking about it, he laughed out loud, looked up at him, his eyes sparkled.

Zhao Yue lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.