Carefree Scholar Chapter 471: Qi Guo Nemesis

　　 "Are you still there?"

　　 In the backyard of the Qunyu Yard, under the outer wall, Lao Fang squatted on a stone. Hearing that there had been no sound from inside for a long time, he asked aloud.

　　 After a while, he heard the light footsteps again, and the girl said apologetically, “I don’t know what’s wrong today. There are many guests in the yard, so I’m too busy to talk to you. "

　　 Lao Fang smiled, and said: "It's okay, go ahead and I will go back too."

　　 "Then tomorrow..., tomorrow I will be here waiting for you." The girl quickly said, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

　　 Lao Fang stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, and walked back to the street. When he walked past the butcher shop next to him, he thought that his mother-in-law likes to eat fine pork belly, he had been talking about it for several days and walked to the shop. Before, asked the butcher: "Is this meat fresh?"

　　The meat seller is also a man with a full face. He patted his chest and said: "Guest, don't worry, this meat was just killed this morning. The fresh one cannot be fresh anymore."

　　 Lao Fang nodded, "Here is three catties of pork belly."

　　 "Good!"

　　 The butcher responded, and drew it twice with a boning knife, wrapped the meat in lotus leaves, tied the rope, and smiled: "Three catties and six liang, you can take it, the officer, wipe it. A fraction, just count your penny."

　　 Lao Fang is naturally not short of the money. In fact, although it is still difficult to buy a large house in Beijing, I have saved a lot of money during this period. The pillars can be taken from the wife of ten rooms. With a small balance, it can be regarded as a rich family. Only after touching his waist, I realized that I was walking in a hurry this morning and didn't even bring a penny.

　　 The butcher saw this, but guessed that he didn’t bring the money, and smiled: "The guest officer forgot to bring the money? It’s okay. You take this meat first, and you can pay for the meat next time."

　　 The old Fang laughed when he heard the words, and asked: "Are you not afraid that I will fall back?"

　　 The butcher smiled and said: "That can't be, the guest officer has been here every day. The villain sees that you are not such a person, and you are happy today. If you really want to go wrong, I will give you this meat! "

　　 "You are a meat seller, what can you do to please the mother-in-law at home?" Lao Fang took the meat, without refusing, and asked casually.

　　 "Well, my auntie hasn't gotten it yet..." The butcher sighed, thought of another thing, smiled again on his face, and said, "But if you want to say this is a happy thing, it's all about In the story, the guest officer actually doesn’t know, the villain has to tell you well..."

　　 "Also, the people of Qi are extremely arrogant, looking for faults everywhere in Kyoto, this time they are going to the court directly..."

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　　 After a while, Lao Fang’s expression on his face was astonished. Isn't this Li Xianzi talking about his uncle?

　　 I saw my uncle went to the palace in the morning. I didn't expect to have done such a big thing. Even the meat vendor on the street knew about my uncle?

　　 took the meat and left, but Lao Fang didn't go home directly. There was a checkbox nearby. He planned to go in and find an acquaintance to borrow some money and pay the meat money first.

　　 "Master, slow down..."

　　 Somewhere in Kyoto, outside the Goulan Gate, a pale, frail middle-aged man was supported by his servant and walked into the Goulan.

　　 "Master, let's go back, those people, those people..." The servant said with an embarrassment, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man waved.

　　 "It's okay, this curse, the officer can still bear it." The middle-aged man's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was unusually firm.

　　 Behind the two of them, a man carrying meat walked into the goulan, then looked back and said: "The body is so weak, not to raise it at home, what goulan come..."

　　The servant of Tsing Yi was about to speak, but the man only said this sentence and turned away.

　　 The two masters and servants walked into the Goulan, and found a quiet place to sit down. Just when they were seated, they heard a few people around them talking together.

　　"This Li Xianzi, really looks like Jingguo."

　　 "Yes, this time, how arrogant the people of the same country are!"

　　 "You said that if the Ma Zhongcheng won yesterday, wouldn't it be necessary to compete next? It's all because of that Ma, who is not good at chess, and has to be a hero..."

　　……

　　 Hearing everyone talking like this, the servant of Tsing Yi looked upset, but the middle-aged man only had a dim face and did not speak.

　　 At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd. The master and servant raised their heads and saw that an old man was already sitting on the table in front of him.

　　"Hey, Old Zheng, don’t talk about anything else today, just tell us, how did that Li Xianzi win against Qi people!"

　　 "Yes, yes, just say this!"

　　The storytellers in the checkboxes are not just telling stories, they often talk about current affairs and discuss the affairs of the state. After all, whether they are the people of the rivers and lakes or the people, they are all citizens of the Kingdom of Kings, and they should also care about the affairs of Korea and China. In addition to gossip, there are many things that are actually related to them.

　　 The old man on the stage smiled, stretched out his hand and pressed it down, and the noisy sound underneath was immediately gone. Then he said: "The matter of Li Xianzi's victory over Qi people, I believe everyone is interested, old man Naturally, I want to talk about it, but before that, the old man wants to talk about the match yesterday."

　　 The pale middle-aged man raised his head slightly, and after a period of silence, he immediately became noisy.

　　 "If you lose, you lose. What is there to say."

　　"Just say Li Xianzi, what do you do with the surname Ma!"

　　 "That is, let's talk about the morning test, we can't wait..."

　　……

　　The middle-aged man clenched his fists involuntarily, and his face became paler.

　　 The old man on the stage stretched out his hand again to stop the crowd and said, “I want to talk about Li Xianzi’s affairs, but yesterday’s incident has a hidden secret. Master Ma was plainly wronged and was scolded by the people in Kyoto. ."

　　 Hearing this, the Tsing Yi servant was startled, and the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man on the stage.

　　"Hidden love?"

　　 When everyone heard the words, their faces were also surprised. It was obviously the first time they heard about it.

　　"What's the secret? Could it be that the people of Qi State actually got into trouble in yesterday's competition?"

　　"Hurry up, talk about it..."

　　 Amid the urging voices of everyone, the old man slowly said: “Everyone thinks that Ma Zhongcheng lost to the unknown old man of Qi, but they don’t know that the old man, who is known as the “soul of chess,” is Qi. The true leader of chess, this time he kept his name incognito, just to depress my morale, even the chess sage Bai Yu was reluctant to lose his hand, who can win?"

　　" But since the people of Qi have already written the battle book, if no one comes forward, doesn’t it mean that there is no one in Jingguo? Ma Zhongcheng knows that he might be defeated, and he has to come forward at this time, doesn’t he know , If he loses, what kind of infamy will he carry?"

　　" But he still stood up, because if he were to stay behind, there is really no hope of winning this game. Losing is not terrible. We will always win back, but if the whole of Kyoto, even There is no one to challenge, how would the Qi people laugh at us Jingguo?"

　　 The old man talks freely, and the tick box is extremely quiet.

　　 The servant in Tsing Yi was beaming, the middle-aged man’s face was full of abnormal ruddy, and his hands trembled slightly. The expressions of everyone changed from doubt and surprise to anger, and even many people’s faces were full of thick The color of shame.

　　 "What, did this happen?"

　　 "That old guy is so amazing?"

　　"Bah, I thought he was just an ordinary old man!"

　　 "Yes, if no one really stands up, I am afraid that people will laugh at it even more..."

　　 "We have wronged Ma Zhongcheng!"

　　 "Damn, the people of Qi are so shameless, so to speak, Ma Zhongcheng..., alas, I shouldn't scold him!"

　　……

　　 Everyone didn’t doubt the authenticity of the old man’s words. After all, although this checkbox has just been opened, not only is the story and the repertoire wonderful, but also on some important things, they have never spoken out, unlike other checkboxes. Showcasing all kinds of false information to get money, can be regarded as a conscience hook.

　　, thinking of not cursing that Ma Zhongcheng less in the past two days, everyone is naturally full of apologies for him.

　　 Until the time when the whole Kyoto began to spread the matter, everyone also learned the truth of the matter from countless channels. The people of Kyoto walked to the Mafu Gate in droves to apologize, and the wind direction changed sharply. Ma Zhongcheng Within a day, from a national sinner to a national hero, everywhere in the bar, the legendary story of Ma Zhongcheng's defiance of power before death and admonition began to prevail. Countless young historians began to regard Ma Zhongcheng as an idol in life...

　　 Of course, these are all things to follow.

　　 At this time, on a spacious street somewhere in Kyoto, the middle-aged man flushed with a hint of excitement. He refused the help of the servant. He listened to a few people on the street chatting, and the smile on his face increased.

　　 "Justice is at ease, so fair!" Thinking of what the old man said just now, the middle-aged man stroked his chest and laughed.

　　"Even the low-ranking actors are worried about the country’s sufferings. The Imperial History of Korea should also visit these places frequently, so that they can absorb public opinion..."

　　 While this Yushi Zhong Cheng whispered these things, in a tick box, several storytellers were sitting on both sides of a long table. At the top, Old Man Sun slowly said: "Speaker Not just telling stories, we must be worthy of our own conscience, we must not follow the crowd, and be swayed by rumors. The more at this time, the more we must spread the truth, so as to gain the trust of our guests..."

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　　 "His Royal Highness, for some reason, within half a day, the wind direction above the market suddenly reversed, and we are afraid that our plan will be shelved."

　　 In a luxurious courtyard in Kyoto, a blue-robed middle-aged man said respectfully to the young man standing in the pavilion.

　　 "It's okay, it's just a leisurely time. I don't know when it will be used. If it fails, it will fail. It won't get in the way." The handsome young man turned his head and said with a sigh: " However, I have to admit that they have greatly exceeded my expectations. They are worthy of Jingguo and Kyoto. Minzhi is far from comparable to other places."

　　 A trace of regret also appeared on the face of the middle-aged man. At this time, I only heard the young man speak again: "How was the investigation done?"

　　 The middle-aged man's face became solemn, and he said, "His Majesty, I've found out everything. Li Yi, a son of Chang'an County, is the one who created the Heavenly Punishment, and it is also what the young king of Jingguo said. Sir, first, we were caught off guard that day, and we lost two cities in a row. The general of the auxiliary country almost apologized for death before His Majesty, and today we defeated Zhao Xiuwen, which made our plan stranded..., this Li Yi, it is just me. Country’s nemesis!"

　　 It is undoubtedly more difficult for the Qi people to inquire about some news in Jingguo’s Kyoto, but seeing the importance of the three princes to that person, the middle-aged people even used what they had not used in Jingguo’s Kyoto for many years Anzi, at this moment, he told all the news he had learned.

　　 The young man nodded and said, "I thought he was just creating the punishment, but he didn't expect that this Li County son actually has such a talent. It's no wonder that Jingdi valued him so much."

　　 A cold light flashed on the face of the middle-aged man, and he whispered: "Your Highness, the presence of this person is always a big threat to us, do you want to..."

　　The third prince of Qi State waved his hand and said, “Don’t always think about solving problems like this. Even Xiuwen praised him a lot. I have never seen him admire a person so much in his poems. It has caused great trouble to us. Poems, articles, medical skills, heavenly punishment..., why didn't such talents of heaven be born in my Qi country?"

　　 "You just said that he has an enmity with Jing Guo Qin's eldest grandson and King Shu?" The third prince of Qi State looked at him and suddenly asked.

　　 The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Yes, this Li County son has a deep hatred with the eldest grandson of Qin Guo Gong and the Shu King. Just a few days ago, he was in the palace in front of the full court. In the face of Wenwu, King Shu was severely injured and unconscious, but it was strange that Emperor Jing only confined him for half a month without excessive punishment."

　　The third prince of Qi State smiled and said: "If this king is Emperor Jing, he will not be punished severely."

　　He walked out of the pavilion, and while walking slowly in the courtyard, he murmured: "Although the king of Shu has no talent, he is also the one among the princes most likely to inherit the Datong. Obviously, it is impossible to let go of the grievances easily. The Qin aspect has high weight and is dedicated to supporting the upper king of Shu. The Qin family will become the humerus of the new dynasty in the future. At that time, the position of Li County in the middle of the court will be a little subtle... , This is not bad news for us."

　　 The young man’s voice just fell~IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly his face changed slightly, his figure shook, and he immediately moved a few feet to the side.

　　咻! call out! call out!

　　 Where he stood just now, three feather arrows plunged deeply into the soil.

　　 The face of the middle-aged man changed drastically, he immediately stood in front of the young man, and said loudly: "Protect the three princes!"

　　Several figures suddenly appeared in the courtyard, surrounding the young man, and separating out several people. A few leaps climbed onto the roof and disappeared in front of them in an instant.

　　 Not long after, the few people who left turned in from outside the courtyard wall, threw a corpse on the ground, and said, "Your Majesty, when I rushed over, the other party had already taken poison and killed himself."

　　The middle-aged man furiously said: "Damn Jingguo, actually did something like this, Your Majesty, I will revise a book now and give it to your Majesty..."

　　 The young man waved his hand, squatted down, and tore off the man in black's face towel. After looking at it for a while, he drew a feather arrow from the quiver behind him, and saw the arrow tip glowing With blue light, the middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and the cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

　　The young man threw the arrow on the ground, clapped his hands, looked into the distance, his eyes narrowed, and muttered: "Brother Emperor, are you so afraid of me?"

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