Hidden Blade Chapter 24: Tianhan
In the next few days, Xu Han's days were much calmer.
The Zhezi handed up about Su Guwei's bizarre death in prison was also restored by Yu Wenluo. The jailer in charge of the guard was taken to the prison, and the Tingwei Da Zhou was responsible for the care. As previously thought, it is indeed unrealistic for such a thing to have a substantive impact on Zhu Xian, but Xu Han also didn't care, after all, the original intention was to seek justice for Su Gu Wei. That jailer is not all fairness, but it is also one of them.
Mr. Lu and Hou Ling also arrived in Dahuang City. With them, the situation in Dahuang City has improved a lot, but the shortage of money, food and manpower is still a big problem, and Mu Qingshan also sent back news, Daxia It seemed that he was not in peace. Although Cui Ting was defeated, the remaining two pillars of the country were eager to fight, trying to take advantage of Jianlongguan and Dahuangcheng to be a waste of time, and to gain a great fame for opening up the territory.
In the blink of an eye, in October, the city of Chang'an in early winter ushered in the first snow since the beginning of winter.
The snow is not heavy, and it melts on the ground, but the weather has become more and more cold as a result.
The raising of money and food still hasn’t made progress. The people in Jizhou lack food to survive this winter due to the chaos of the war, and the soldiers in Dahuangcheng and Jianlongguan lack clothing to protect against the cold. The letters of assistance from two places are in Tiance. The government had already piled up like a mountain, but Xu Han still couldn't think of a solution to this matter.
"Palace Master Xu, my master is in a ill condition today, and he really can't go out to meet, please go back."
In the evening, Xu Han, wearing a blue fleece sweater, stood in front of a house for a long time, but what was greeted was a reply from a housekeeper.
"Let's go, Xiaohan, it seems that no one in this city of Chang'an is willing to borrow money from us." Chu Qiuli on the side curled his lips, with a little drunkenness on his face that hadn't disappeared after the hangover yesterday.
Xu Han frowned, did not speak, and of course did not intend to leave.
Seeing his appearance, Chu Qiuli's heart jumped, and the words that came to his lips were also taken back at that time.
"I have to think of a way..." Xu Han muttered to himself.
"What can be done? In this Chang'an city, we have asked all the family members, how can anyone want to see us?" Chu Qiuli curled his lips again, and swallowed the words in his stomach. It seemed that he had found an exit, and he vented out of his head.
"You think, everyone knows that this is a troubled world. Maybe one day Zhu Xian will usurp the position, or the barbarians of Xia Dynasty will come in, whether the clan or the palace, some money will be left. If you raise some private soldiers yourself, when the day of chaos in the world really comes, you will finally have the capital to settle down, don’t you think?"
"Besides, there is Zhu Xian. Anyone with a discerning eye can see who is strong and weak between us and Zhu Xian? Who would offend a tiger for a young wolf?"
It's just that Chu Qiuli's painstaking advice still didn't get Xu Han's response. The young man raised his head and looked at the two big characters on the plaque in front of the mansion-Yin Mansion.
The Yin family is a well-known wealthy gentry in Dazhou, whose family business is distributed throughout Liangzhou. There are many people in the family who are officials in North Korea, and there are many unspeakable interest relationships with Zhu Xian. The influence in Chang'an can be described as intertwined and extremely complicated. Because of this, a little housekeeper in his family dared to talk to Xu Han like this.
In the final analysis, whether the palace chief of Tiance Mansion or Taiwei Dazhou, Xu Han is nothing but a pitiful bug with a high hat in the eyes of Chang'an's dignitaries, but without any real power.
Looking at Xu Han with a gloomy face, Chu Qiuli probably guessed how bad Xu Han was at the moment. The middle-aged man with a big beard is a wonderful person. He patted his forehead at that time and said pretentiously: "Should someone Chu come back to the old business and steal this Chang'an city upside down?"
When Xu Han heard this, he finally looked back at him, and then the boy shook his head and smiled, "Brother Chu, you go back today, I have something to do." What Chu Qiuli said was naturally just a joke. Imagine that he is just as capable as he is, and if he wants to steal enough of the whole Jizhou to spend the winter, that is to exhaust Chu Qiuli, and the income may only be a drop in the bucket.
"Xiaohan, what are you going to do?" Chu Qiuli was taken aback, unavoidably worried, and asked cautiously now.
"Wander around." Xu Han smiled faintly, and the haze on his face disappeared. At that time, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction of returning to Tiance.
The snow is a little bit heavier, with a white cloth tied to his right arm, and the young man with a long sword on his back is walking through the snow. His body is extremely thin in the snow.
Chu Qiuli stared blankly at the young man's leaving back, a trace of unbearable flashes in his eyes.
Xu Han is a little too mature sometimes. Such maturity is often easy for people to ignore that the boy's true age is actually only eighteen years old.
And what he is carrying is far heavier than he thought.
"Such a good boy...Cang Hai Liu why did you choose him for help?"
Chu Qiuli muttered to himself, at that moment, a figure dressed in green yarn came to his side and stood side by side with him.
The figure gave birth to a very delicate face, which is different from the lively waves of a girl, but more like a plum blossom that is still stubborn after years, with a seductive charm.
"This is the seed you found?" The woman asked softly at that time, her voice soft, as bright as the moonlight, the snow was flawless, and it was extremely clean.
At that time, Chu Qiuli glanced sideways at the woman beside him, as if he was surprised that her sudden appearance hadn't rushed to half a minute.
The middle-aged man grinned, but said a little arrogantly: "How is it?"
"Yes, it's not bad. It's a pity that no matter how good the seed is, it takes countless winds and rains to grow into a towering giant tree. No one can guarantee that he will make it to that day~ IndoMTL.com~ The woman nodded, The look on his face is indifferent, but Rao is so indifferent, but still has a fascinating charm.
"I think he can." Chu Qiuli turned his head when he heard the words, looked in Xu Han's departure direction again, and smiled again. This smile revealed his yellowed front teeth, which made him smile. Looks a bit silly.
Then he suppressed this smile, pretending to ask casually: "Would you like to think about it, let's work together..."
"The Sacred Gate of Thieves is gone." It's just that he was interrupted by the woman before he could finish his words.
"I don't dare to bet, and I can't afford to bet."
There was an unquestionable determination in the woman's decisive voice.
And this determination also burned Chu Qiu's only fantasies.
There is a rare look of solemnity on the face of the middle-aged man. He looked directly at the woman's beautiful face and said every word.
"Then let me bet."
"You lost for half your life, but this time, I think I will win."
After the man said, the silly smile on that rough face was raised again.
The woman was stunned, she took a deep look at Chu Qiuli.
"You already owe three lives, don't die too early."
After these words, she turned around resolutely and disappeared before Chu Qiuli's eyes without looking back.
The snow is still falling, and a thin layer has accumulated on the streets of Chang'an.
The man took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the smell of a woman in the air into his nose.
Then, he smiled as if he was self-deprecating, and returned to his usual dangling appearance.
"October is snowy, the fire is warm and the wine is warm."
"Haha!"
"Today, if you are not drunk, you will not return, if you are not drunk, you will not return."
After speaking, he laughed three times, and then stepped into the wind and snow.