Song Yujing is a top-notch catcher. Although he is young, only twenty-five years old, he has been dormant in the big net woven by Li Mibi for twelve years, and he has never made any mistakes. Xu Beizhi is extremely high on the sprite list.
Beimang has a vast territory, and there are only hundreds of people who catch Tinglang and butterfly girls. If everyone has to follow one-on-one, it would be too stretched. It is enough to show the importance of Xu Beizhi in the mind of the shadow prime minister Li Mibi. It has been six years since this Xu family concubine was born as a child, and he is probably the most familiar existence in the world who is familiar with Xu Beizhi's life habits. Xu Beizhi and Guan often went out to visit mountains and rivers. This time, Song Yujing didn't think anything unusual at first, but when the shocking news came out from Ruoshui hut, which was code-named six inside Zhu Yao, Song Yujing It can be said that Yujing was struck by lightning, the head of Xu Huainan, the king of the North Court, was beheaded, and the head was in a different place!
The whereabouts of the head of the first official in Beimang in the past is still unknown!
Li Mibi, the master who has been an official in the same dynasty as Xu Huainan for many years, has personally rushed to the source of the weak water and stayed in the hut. The king of the North Courtyard has a good relationship, and he can be called a gentleman's friend, so these years, it seems to be closely monitoring the hut, but he only sent Zhu Yao's number one killer, Yijuan Liu, not other characters who are good at finding clues. Killing, of course, is also good at killing colleagues. In fact, it is to protect Xu Huainan from being harmed by the royal clan. The iron cavalry is also given orders by Xu Huainan's old generals. Check it out personally, so that no rumors that are not good for the king of the North Court will spread to the palace and court. Song Yujing always thought that there is no one in the world who can kill Xu Huainan except His Majesty the Empress. The usual knife in the sleeve, since it is not Zhu Xi, who is it? Song Yujing couldn't figure it out even if he broke his head, and he didn't dare to think deeply. Along with the great secret, Song Yujing appeared on Song Yujing's side, and there were several men and women who were not inferior to him in the evaluation, three men and two women. With the military power of 1,200 cavalry, Song Yujing was not excited about holding power, only trembling.
When Xu Huainan died, his whole body would be affected by a hair. The collapse of this mainstay of Beimang was destined to shake up the temple. The Xu family was previously supported by Xu Huainan, and none of the vast majority of descendants could handle it. Only Xu Beizhi, who has not shown up until now, is the only key person who has the hope of supporting the family. It was not stated in the letter, Song Yujing needed to grasp the severity of the strength by himself. It's just that Song Yujing quickly felt the difficulty of this mission. Except for the servant Wang Mengxi, Xu Beizhi and the scholar with an unfamiliar face disappeared out of thin air. Song Yujing immediately cast a big net to catch fish, and dispatched most of them Go to the south of Jinchan Prefecture to find or intercept them. If the servant boy hadn't continued to go south instead of turning north, Song Yujing would have been able to save trouble and worry, leaving only a butterfly catcher to follow the servant boy. Then he traveled horizontally for hundreds of miles, and finally went north, stopped for a while, and then continued to go south. After walking for a whole ten days, he brought out an inexplicable big circle. During this period, Song Yujing followed the strange direction of the servant boy, did not dare to take it lightly, repeatedly established and overturned his own speculation, and changed orders several times. Not only himself, but almost all the poles were exhausted. When they met occasionally, they had no complaints on their faces. Song Yujing also knew that these guys who eat people and don't spit out their bones are bound to have a lot of slander, and some of them suggested killing the servant boy directly, which is a simple matter. Before the truth surfaced, Song Yujing didn't want to turn against Xu Beizhi. The centipede is dead but not stiff. Even if the big tree of Xu's family is going to fall, it will definitely not happen within a year or two, especially Xu Huainan's sudden death. Xu Huainan's Majesty the Empress, whose relationship with Xu Huainan is clouded and clouded, has lost the gnat in her throat, so maybe she will offer rewards to comfort the moths in the Xu family.
Song Yujing never expected that Xu Beizhi had been following the servant boy's buttocks far away, and the route was roughly the same, but they all kept walking for a day. Xu Beizhi put on the mask of a bearded man from Xu Fengnian's hand, and Xu Fengnian also changed it , no longer carried the bookcase, and changed a bag for Xu Beizhi, who looked like a servant, to carry it on his back. Today, the two of them ate in a quiet tavern in the middle of the bustle of Jinchanzhou. , I already looked down a bit in my heart, but along the way, seeing him communicate with a red robe monster with strange gestures in the wilderness several times, Xu Beizhi completely re-examined this future Beiliang who dared to go to Beimang alone king.
The two sat by the window of the tavern, and they seemed to be chatting about how to pass on military secrets in a relaxed manner. There is no taboo, but every time Xu Fengnian sees him drinking, he looks like he is squatting in a latrine and can't poop, and it feels uncomfortable to watch. Xu Beizhi drank alcohol into his stomach, but felt his belly was hot, couldn't help snorting, and then said slowly: "Guess how much money it took for the thatched cottage to learn about the news about you beheading the demon Xie Ling?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "There must be one hundred taels of gold, right?"
Xu Beizhi shook his head and said, "I didn't even spend a penny, this matter was told by the disciples of Yelu in the capital city in the brothel, and it was soon brought to the hut."
Xu Beizhi asked again: "How much did it cost you to guess the thatched cottage to confirm that you had stayed in Dunhuang City for a period of time?"
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, "I still guess a few hundred taels of gold."
Xu Beizhi smiled and said, "It's less, about nine hundred taels of gold."
Xu Fengnian clicked his tongue and said, "I'm really willing to spend my money."
Xu Beizhi was obviously not used to drinking wine, but he drank it boldly. He drank it down in one gulp, tapped the cup on the oil-stained tabletop, and looked out the window. He is as gentle as a woman, but fortunately only Xu Fengnian faced him face to face. This well-known scholar who did not know when he would become a blockbuster was full of emotion: "Looking for a spy who is proficient in disguise is like looking for a needle in a haystack. I told Grandpa several times. Turn on the lamp all night to figure out your route. During those days, he was very energetic. He joked that this kind of hide-and-seek was just as chewy as the southern glutinous rice dumplings he ate when he was young. You may not know it, just like Liyang Zhao The hooked Zhu Demon was not actually made by Li Mibi alone. His grandfather once helped to build the big frame. Li Mibi was able to become the empress's first close minister, known as the shadow prime minister and the ninth festival holder, and his grandfather had half of the credit. Both of them are scholars who were underappreciated in the Spring and Autumn Period of the Central Plains."
Having said that, Xu Beizhi paused for a moment, and looked at Xu Fengnian, "Empress Murong deserves to be number one in the world for her ability to support scholars, and the emperor of the Zhao family is not bad, the King of Beiliang."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "He, the old man, and the Spring and Autumn War, it was a contest between warriors, cavalry and literati. After overthrowing the rich and powerful, the scholars were homeless and had no trees. Naturally, I will hate Xu Xiao, let alone serve this butcher."
Xu Beizhi shook his head and said: "There are also two types of supporters, those who support the noble and those who support the poor. The term "need to know the scholar" was only a tourist at the beginning, such as those political strategists who are famous in history because of their intrigue. A talkative lobbyist, later the scholars got together and became powerful, and then they began to be pampered. Now that the building has collapsed, most of them have to seek advice from rice grains. Besides, the rise of the temples of the poor class is the general trend. Many things are difficult for the King of Beiliang. You can Scholars all over the world, originally there were tens of thousands of koi in your Tingchao Pavilion, but now it is like Tingchao Pavilion, which is connected to the river, where koi and wild carp are kept. If you can choose a few of them, you can get things done. Counselors since ancient times To take shelter of the Ming Lord is nothing more than wanting to take advantage of the dragon and take advantage of it to skyrocket."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "If you tell Xu Xiao such a big truth, he can doze off in front of you."
Xu Beizhi laughed it off.
In the weak water hut, a skinny old man dressed in luxurious Sichuan brocade arrived overnight from the important place in Gyeonggi, and sat by the water, with Xu Huainan whose head had been cut off beside him.
The old man personally inspected the wound and the area around the thatched cottage, then waved his men away, leaving only a young maidservant with a lantern without a wick, as if he didn't want any extra people to disturb him and his dead old friend.
In the night, the old man stretched out his withered arm like an old bamboo, stroked his frost-white temples with his fingers, and muttered to himself: "When I was young, we came to the chaotic Beimang together. The famous minister of the ages, also laughed at me for being small-minded, not for big things, just follow behind you to play tricks and tricks, and you can have a good death. Look, what is going on now, I can still walk at night in brocade clothes, Even when the eight festival-holders and the twelve generals saw me, they only dared to scold me behind my back and say that I would die without children or grandchildren. As for you, you don’t even have a descendant who has the guts to go to your funeral in mourning.”
"You think highly of Xu Beizhi, and give him all you have learned. For the sake of love, I have been hesitating whether to kill the killer. Old man Xu, why don't you entrust me with a dream? I will let him go."
"I thought I could fight for half my life, and I wanted to keep you from dying after her. You, you, why did you pat your ass and leave without saying goodbye, and you walked so aggrieved. What are you trying to do? Pay off the debt? To whom? Death is like a lamp going out, so I won't get to the bottom of it, lest you scold me from below. In this way, I am relieved. Don't worry, let alone Xu Beizhi, when the time comes when the Xu family has more than 200 lives, I will give them back. You leave one or two."
The old man who was muttering to himself sighed, remained silent for a long time, and raised his arm.
The blind, deaf-mute maidservant who was carrying the lantern immediately bent down, placed the unlit lantern in front of the powerful old man, and then handed out a pair of delicate scissors.
There are dozens of butterflies in the cage.
The old man took out one and cut it in half from the middle of the butterfly with trembling hands as if the old woman was embroidering flowers under the lamp.
"After you die, the Taiping Ling will be the biggest butterfly in the cage."