Chapter 30 third quarter

Wang Yue said: "That woman, Tang Ji, is here?" In front of his eyes was an ancestral hall surrounded by pines and forests, and Xu Fu was hiding in the dark as always, without showing his figure. Xu Fu said: "Yes, after the grievance between you and her is settled, Taiwei Yang hopes that you will rush to Guandu as soon as possible." "Get rid of Yuan Shao?" "No, it's a person next to him, a person who is very important to us, his name is Xun Chen." Wang Yue tilted his head: "If it's Guandu, then I don't need to go in person. My disciples Xu He and Shi A are already in Guandu, and they can complete everything you ask for, including assassinating Cao Cao."

The ancestral hall in the dark was silent for a while, Xu Fu seemed to be thinking about Wang Yue's words.After a while, Xu Fu said, "Anyway, don't act rashly. Just do Xun Chen's job well, and I will give you detailed instructions later." "Okay, but you'd better move quickly. Shi A is lucky, if Xu's kid becomes impulsive, even I may not be able to control him - he is a survivor of the Xuzhou massacre." "It seems that your disciple is not very obedient." "The current situation is too chaotic, there are no good seedlings... I have seen one with good qualifications, but it is a pity that I have no fate."

Wang Yue sighed rarely, and looked in the direction of Xu Du.Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of rustling footsteps in the distance.Wang Yue showed displeasure. This was supposed to be a secret meeting, and no outsiders should hear about it.He pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to kill anyone who came at any time. "Don't make a move, this is my guest—in fact, to her, we are the guests." Hearing Xu Fu's words, Wang Yue took a closer look and saw a young woman in a green cloth skirt walking slowly, with a basket in her hand and her hair tied on top of her head.

"Tang Ying? You are still trustworthy." Wang Yue pursed his lips, watching with interest the woman who killed his brother approaching. Tang Ji walked to the front of the ancestral hall, as if she didn't see Wang Yue, she walked directly past him across the threshold, and put the offerings in the basket in front of the Hongnong King Tablet.She gently brushed the desks clean, straightened the offerings, bowed solemnly three times, then lifted her forehead hair, turned around and faced Wang Yue. "Wang Fu was not killed by me, but he died for me." Tang Ji said, and then told everything about that snowy night, including Wang Fu's affectionate glance when he bumped into her at the end, and her soft sentence. "Sorry".

After listening to Tang Ji's words, Wang Yue slowly raised his long sword: "It's a very good story, but unfortunately it doesn't make any difference to me. All I know is that the weapon you held in your hand pierced into my brother's body. That's all Simple. All you have to choose is to beg for my forgiveness, or to suffer death?" Tang Ji did not answer, but took out a polished bronze sword from the ancestral hall, and put on an aggressive posture: "This sword is the Emperor's Sword, which was sharpened by my husband. He once said to me, He has no power to protect me, nor the Han family, so he can only grind this sword, hoping that I can protect myself. When I was in Chang'an, I relied on this sword to break through the encirclement with Wang Fu."

"My brother rescued you, is this how you repay your kindness?" Wang Yue felt a little funny. "I failed the king's kindness, and I should have killed myself to repay it. But now I am entrusted by the emperors of the two dynasties, and I must not give up my life here in vain. Holding this sword is to make an oath with Your Excellency." "It's not up to you to decide." Wang Yue moves his arms lightly, and his long sword advances smoothly.Tang Ji hurriedly raised her sword to meet him.In the ancestral hall, the two swords collided fiercely, colliding three or four moves in a row.Tang Ji's disadvantage was obvious, and she had to take a few steps back, gasping for breath.Wang Yue's sword was as tight as a sword, so Tang Ji had to grit her teeth and resist with all her might.She only felt that Wang Yue's fast sword was completely different from the enemies she had faced before, like a dense net covering the sky and covering the sky, no matter how dismantled it was difficult to break free, she could only watch the sword light engulf herself.

Tang Ji was on the verge of desperation, and suddenly her arm shook violently, and the bronze sword in her hand suddenly turned into a dragon, rushing towards Wang Yue without hesitation.This is a tactic that kills both, and she will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary.As strong as Li Jue, he almost died under this move. The moment Jiaolong's dragon kiss touched Wang Yue's throat, Wang Yue's sword fell from the sky and struck firmly on the spine of the sword.Tang Ying suddenly felt a numbness in his arm, the tiger's mouth was shattered, and the bronze sword fell to the ground.

However, Wang Yue did not rush forward to kill, but showed a strange expression: "This is the secret biography of my Wang family's quick sword. Could it be that Wang Fu even taught you this move?" Tang Ji squatted on the ground without answering, her chest heaving and falling.The move just now was too exhausting for her physique. "You have a good grasp of this move, but your strength is too weak. After all, you are a woman." Wang Yue commented, and then said, "You know this move is a secret of my Wang family, and it can only be passed on to close relatives. , no outsiders are allowed to hear..." At this point, he stopped talking, as if he had realized something, he raised his head and looked at the dark ceiling, before he sighed softly for a long time, and looked away.

Wang Yue swung the sword fiercely, Tang Ji felt a chill on the top of her head, and a strand of black hair fell to the ground. "Since my younger brother is interceding on your behalf, let me let you go today. Remember, you owe me a head. I will come and take it when the Han Dynasty is restored." Wang Yue's voice is still there, but his figure has disappeared. ※※※ "It can't be done, it can't be done, if I continue to drink, I'm afraid I'm going to get drunk to death." Jia Xu waved his hand feebly, put the wine glass on the table with a bang, and a few drops of turbid wine dripped down his gray beard to the ground.Guo Jia glanced at him sideways, and laughed and cursed: "You old man, you pretended to be in Chang'an, Huayin, and Wancheng, and you are still pretending when you arrive in Xu. I don't think you should call Jia Xu anymore. , it’s better to call Jia Zhuang.”

"Bei Ze, send me back." Jia Xu ignored Guo Jia's provocation, and stretched out his hand towards Zhang Xiu.Zhang Xiu got up quickly, helped the drunken old man up, and forced an awkward smile at his master.Guo Jia put her arms around Mei Ji, and lazily raised the wine bowl a little high, as a way of seeing her off. Zhang Xiu was very uncomfortable with Guo Jia's slutty appearance, not because of etiquette and customs—from Dong Zhuo onwards, Xiliang generals were more corrupt than Guo Jia everywhere—what disgusted him was Guo Jijiu. The demeanor, that demeanor reminded him of Wancheng a few years ago.That night, Cao Cao hugged his uncle Zhang Ji's wife, Zou Shi, with such a proud face.

Wancheng in the second year of Jian'an was an indelible year in memory for both Zhang Xiu and Cao Cao.That year, Zhang Xiu voluntarily surrendered to Cao Cao. When Cao Cao went to accept the surrender, he violated Zhang Ji's widow, the Zou family. Zhang Xiu was furious and rebelled, killing Cao Ang, Cao Anmin and Dian Wei, and almost killing Cao Cao and Cao Pi. Zhang Xiu didn't want to recall too much about these things, but Guo Jia's eyes were like a pair of rough hands, stripping him of all his luck.Zhang Xiu couldn't wait to leave here, and Jia Xu's request was just at the right time. In fact, Zhang Xiu suspected that Jia Xu had seen her predicament long ago and deliberately left the meeting early. The two bid farewell to Guo Jia and Xun Yu, and walked out of the mansion.Jia Xu drank and shook three times, Zhang Xiu had to hold onto his shoulders tightly to prevent him from falling to the ground.The two walked all the way to the carriage, Jia Xu grabbed the shaft of the carriage with his hands, and climbed up danglingly.Zhang Xiu hurriedly supported her from behind, and reminded: "Wenhe, the road is bumpy, you have to sit still." Jia Xu suddenly turned around: "Hehe, this is my speech, but you said it first." There is still no hint of alcohol. "What?" Zhang Xiu was taken aback. "I mean, general, it's a bumpy road to Guandu, you need to sit still... Come on, give me a hand." Zhang Xiu put his arms together, and Jia Xu climbed into the car on hands and feet, coughing twice.Zhang Xiu asked worriedly: "Wen He, what exactly are you trying to say?" Jia Xu's voice came out from the darkened car house: "Guandu is about the battle of luck in the Central Plains, and the big clans from all over the country are on their side. The pond between Yuan and Cao is too deep. The winner does not necessarily win, and the loser does not necessarily lose. General, you have a simple mind. Before the old man goes, you must be cautious." "When will Wen and you go?" Zhang Xiu asked eagerly.Without Jia Xu, he really has nothing in his heart. There was silence in the carriage for a moment, Jia Xu said slowly, "Of course we have to wait for the little fellows in Xudu to settle down." After he finished speaking, he knocked on the wooden window, and the coachman understood, and drove the carriage with his whip.Zhang Xiu watched the carriage leave, rubbed his hands, got on the horse, and galloped away in another direction. Just as Jia Xu and Zhang Xiu were saying goodbye outside the door, Guo Jia invited Xun Yu into the back room. Compared with the decadent and obscene outhouse, the back room is quite normal.A jujube wood table painted black, on which there is a copper crane beak oil lamp and bamboo slips with brush and ink; on a bookshelf are a few volumes and a few maps made of animal leather; Plus two thick velvet blankets two feet square and a wooden bed covered with a thick silk curtain, this is all Guo Jia's possessions. "Women are not allowed to enter this room." Guo Jia explained.The beautiful concubine Ji stood at the door obediently, handing him the medicine pot, not daring to step in. Xun Yu smiled and said nothing.He understands the disposition of his little fellow countryman very well: if it is absurd, it is completely out of line; but if it is serious, there are very few people in the world who are his opponents.He paced, knelt before the desk, and scanned an open map with the oil lamp.This map is quite finely drawn, and the roads, cities, and nearby mountains are clearly marked geographically. "Guandu?" "Yes, this is the handwriting of Wenxi Pei's family, isn't it good?" Guo Jia sat down opposite Xun Yu, rubbed the dark circles under his eyes, and didn't know what kind of hard work caused it all night. "It seems that you won't stay here for long." Xun Yu brushed the curled edge of the map with his hand. The edges are a little gray, and it seems that people often read it. "Yes, it took me a long time to go south this time. Although Yuan Shao on the front line is standing still, his secret actions have increased a lot. I have to hurry back." Xun Yu nodded.Cao Gong personally presided over the hot battle at Guandu, and the cold war under the water was in charge of Jing'an Cao led by Guo Jia. Both sides assassinated, persuaded, used time, and resorted to tricks.Guo Jia went south secretly this time, but he still claimed to be in charge of the overall situation in Guandu, so he had to rush back as soon as possible. Xun Yu stroked his beard and said, "Bo Ning told you about Xu Du's recent events?" "Well, I've said it all." Xu Duwei, who is full of favors, belongs to Jing'an Cao. As soon as Guo Jia arrived in Xudu, he reported what happened during this period, from the bizarre corpse in the forbidden palace fire to the incident against Cao Pi. Bizarre assassination, no matter how big or small.Xun Yu believed that what Man Chong told Guo Jia was far more detailed than what he said to himself. Xun Yu has always felt that there is a vague power flowing silently at the bottom of Xudu. It is weak but tenacious.Even after Dong Cheng's defeat, Xun Yu still had a premonition that he never dispelled.Especially Cao Pi's assassination and Man Chong's reprimand gave him such a strong impression. "Feng Xiao, what do you think about this?" Guo Jia picked up a copper spoon and tapped the medicine pot rhythmically: "Let's put the assassination of Mr. Cao aside for the time being. Bo Ning was reprimanded. It must be that someone felt the direct threat from Xu Duwei and had to rely on it." Inciting Mr. Cao and Mrs. Bian to exert pressure. I asked Bo Ning about what he has done recently, and I have two doubts: first, why there was an uncastrated male corpse in the fire in the Forbidden Palace; , Why did Yang Jun fake the scene of his son's murder?" Xun Yu had doubts about these two matters, but the affairs were complicated and he had no time to think about them. He decided to leave these to professionals to think about. Guo Jia continued: "Bo Ning once thought that these two things were part of Dong Cheng's plan, but they were not at all. These two arrangements are superfluous to Dong's plan, and are of no help. The instigators must have other plans. Dong Chengzhi The chaos is just a smokescreen to cover up that attempt—even more boldly, Dong Cheng may not even be aware of it, and he has become someone else's scapegoat in a daze." "Could it be that there are still people in Xudu who want to harm Duke Cao? What is their purpose?" Guo Jia suddenly stretched out his arms, raised his head, and said to Xun Yu with a sunny face, "Wen Ruo, do you still remember what Teacher Yin taught us back then in Yingchuan?" "I only study Confucian classics, unlike you, who do all kinds of miscellaneous studies." When Xun Yu heard the name "Teacher Yin", he also had a look of emotion. "Teacher Yin once said that all things in the world are connected by causes. If you push the first, you will get the second. If you check the second, you will know the second. The rings are intertwined. Chen and Chen will know the world because of each other. This is the so-called way of insight. " Speaking of this, Guo Jia stood up and paced back and forth excitedly in the back room. The thumb and middle finger of his right hand rubbed the temples on both sides for a while, and waved them in mid-air for a while, chattering endlessly: "Why do you want to put A male corpse dressed in a yellow door costume? Naturally, it was to pretend to be the yellow door next to Tang Ji; The palace burned him beyond recognition again? Naturally, it was to conceal his identity—that is, we all know this person, we are all familiar with him, and only by being completely burned to ashes can his identity not be revealed." He had been walking barefoot on the ground, making the floor creak and almost stepping on Xun Yu several times.Xun Yu didn't interrupt Guo Jia. This is Guo Jia's habit. Every time he was thinking, he would talk to himself as if no one else was there. Sometimes he even danced and drew random sketches on the wall with charcoal sticks or brushes. Write scribbles. In the last year, Cao Gong has been hesitating whether to go to war with Yuan Shao.This is how Guo Jia smeared in the garden of Sikong Mansion while uttering the famous "Ten Wins and Ten Defeats Theory".Later, Cao Gong finally strengthened his confidence to go to war, and Mrs. Bian had to find someone to repaint the garden. "Looking back at Yang Jun. His son Yang Ping was also cut beyond recognition. What does this mean? It means that he doesn't want his son's face to be recognized. In Xudu, two people who don't want to be recognized by us appeared at the same time A dead body. Wen Ruo, do you know what this means?" Xun Yu shook his head, there was no need for such an answer, because Guo Jia couldn't listen, he was completely absorbed in his own imagination, his eyes were piercing. "There are only two possibilities for the message conveyed by a corpse that has been deliberately disfigured: either someone wants to conceal the death of the deceased, or someone wants to replace the identity of the deceased. Either way, the simplest solution is to find out the identity of the corpse. Appearance——for this matter, it is enough to find a painter and ask the close people of the deceased.” Xun Yu was startled: "Are you going to attack Yang Jun? Behind him are the Yang family in Huayin and the Sima family in Hanoi. Our army and Yuan Shao are about to face off. We must not increase the hostility of the scholars in Hedong." Guo Jia grinned: "How could I do such a stupid thing? Yang Jun is not the only one who knows what Yang Ping looks like? Yang Ping grew up in Sima's house, and everyone in Wen County may have seen him. " "It makes sense." Xun Yu exclaimed, "Just send someone to Wen County to trace the portrait, and everything will be revealed." "This matter is already being done. General Deng Zhan has gone to Hanoi in person today. I want to see what the son of Yang Jun looks like." Guo Jia said calmly, but his tone was extremely sharp. Xun Yu sighed: "If they are smart enough, they really shouldn't take the initiative to provoke you." "Who said that? Wang Yue assassinated Mr. Cao. I think some people can't help but show their heads. That's good, it can save a lot of time, and I can focus on another matter. " "What's up?" "One thing that makes Yuan Shao uncomfortable." Guo Jia showed a secret smile when he said this, he stood up and patted his sleeves, complaining: "Life is too short, I really don't want to waste time on these things! " After saying this, Guo Jia gestured with his hands to see off the guests: "Okay, Wen Ruo, it's over. Miss Ren is still waiting for me outside."