The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 109: 1 book page
(There are only two chapters today.)
There is a side house in Huaiyangguan Duhu Mansion. It is rumored that sour scholars gather together, sourness is not smellable. They are full of officials the size of sesame and mung beans. In addition, there are very few people visiting this side house.
Different from what the outside world imagined, the house is not deserted, only some old scholars gather their heads and sigh. On the contrary, the popularity here is very popular, and the appearance of many young faces makes the house look particularly vibrant. Hanging on the east and west walls of the house is a picture of the situation, including the geography of the three states of Beiliang, and the map depicting the two states of Beimanggusai and Longyao. The contents of the map on the two walls are the same, but they are divided into two parts. Old, the east wall hangs the old, the west wall hangs the new.
There are two people sitting opposite each other at a table, and there is always one person standing and waiting at the table holding a pen, and is responsible for recording some words. Those desks were piled with local chronicles and secret files, many of which might not even have the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households in the Southern Dynasty. The reason why the east and west walls are divided between the new and the old is the suggestion made by a younger generation in the house. Since the enemy coach Dong Zhuo has been standing still and has not shown the slightest sign of arbitrarily dispatching troops, then Beiliang might as well start from the northern border of these years. The army explores clues about the changes in the two states bordering Liang and Mang, circled the cities and military towns that have increased their forces in the past few years, as well as the new post roads that cost a lot of money, and focused on finding out the past years of military exercises on the border of North Mang and Mang. site. The young man who gave this advice was surnamed Yu. I heard that he used to be a leisurely out-of-town scholar, who had nowhere to find refuge and could not find a well-oiled government office, so he entered here with the help of the surname Yu. There are six or seven other officials, including those from Beiliang who have studied military books for the first time and have a bookish spirit, and they have roots and feet similar to those of the young man surnamed Yu. They are all foreigners who are left behind Son, the heart is higher than the sky and thinner than the paper.
The elder seniors in this room are mostly frustrated people who have not been in the officialdom. They have one thing in common. They have harder necks and harder knees. They don’t know how to bow to their knees. They like to use alcohol to pour their sorrows on weekdays. Naturally, I couldn't stop talking about the country, and then suddenly one day was carried by the spy in the water room to the border. They couldn't even say hello to the family, and disappeared out of thin air. They were frightened at first, thinking that they were going to be chopped off by the moody Demon Chu to play. Later, they realized that they were helping to analyze the situation of the war, and they gradually calmed down, but even though they were guests of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, they were Helping adults to do things, but there is no official character, no salary, no land and no land, it is really not a good thing, but fortunately, these people have long polished their ambitions in the officialdom, and they are boring in the house. The boring business affairs can also stand the temper. In addition, Chu Lushan's name is too horrible. Everyone is dedicated to his work. I am afraid that one day he will make Chu Lushan feel that he is unwilling to work and complain, and then he will be clicked. Cut off his head.
The outsiders who often come in and out of this house are the guys who walked out of the Fushui room, constantly sending some weird things to everyone in the house, including documents about the recent promotion of the Ministry of War of the Southern Dynasty, and the Ministry of Households about the level of food and grass loss in various places. The papers, and even some papers of different textures, are written on the specific repairs of which beacon and which post road. And these spies came and went in a hurry, entered the house without saying a word, put down the file secret record and left silently, never squinting. Master Hong, who is temporarily in charge in the house, said in private that those are cruel people who kill people without blinking and sleeping without closing their eyes. Older people, like Master Hong, believe in doing more work and talking less, and at most occasionally sigh with emotion, while young people like Yu Dezhi must be more newborn calves and not afraid of tigers, dare to speak freely in the house, and young scholars who go to Liang. Li Yu and his father Zhao Ying, the magistrate of Lingzhou, had a big quarrel two days ago. Whether the Beimang army was mainly attacking Liuzhou or pretending to attack Liuzhou was upset, even Mr. Chu was alarmed.
At twilight, Lord Hong, who was staring at him, even if he was sitting next to the window with the best light, started lighting up an oil lamp. Then when he twisted his neck, he heard the usual sound of footsteps and turned his head to look. He was an extremely young and immature-faced spy. After entering the house, he handed a thing in his arms to Lord Wang Guifang, who was in charge of receiving the objects. Master Hong is no longer so afraid of the people in the shadows that once made all the officials in Beiliang feel terrified. It is not that Master Hong is fattened, but after all, he is doing errands for Master Duhu, which is no different from posting on his forehead. What is there to be afraid of? However, it is absolutely impossible to say that Lord Hong has a good impression of these people. Not only him, but most of the people in the house, don't want to get half a coin with Fushuifang.
Master Hong accidentally discovered that after his old friend Wang Guifang was waiting for the young spy to go out, he showed a carefully concealed disgust and misfortune. He pinched the copy with his fingers and quickly placed it on the book case of Yu Dezhi.
Master Hong stood up, pretending to look at the map on the wall, passing by the table of Yu Dezhi, and glimpsing that it was a page that should have been torn off by someone, most of which was soaked in blood, but the blood was dried.
Master Hong shook his head helplessly, and these spies were not paying attention to them. The things delivered every three and five times were either crumpled, as if they were taken out of the water before, or they were paid. I was able to shake out the grit, which is even more exaggerated this time, still stained with blood.
In the twilight outside the house, the young spy raised his arm, wiped his eyes violently, and then walked down the steps and strode away.
The spy saw a young man in casual clothes standing at the gate of the courtyard and looked at each other. The spy's eyes were full of hidden guards. He intuitively told that if the guy in front of him is an enemy, he might only have a dead end. . The two passed by, even if the young spy knew that this person could appear in the Protectorate where Master Chu was personally staring at him, he would definitely not be Bei Mang's spy. But the young man still bends over slightly imperceptibly, with one hand tucked into the sleeve, and when the two are apart, he is relieved and found that the palm of his hand holding a dagger is full of sweat. The young spy is a little curious, the guy is not very old, why can he subconsciously put himself in a posture like a big enemy?
When Xu Fengnian quietly walked into the house, Wang Guifang, whose book case was near the door, lifted his eyelids, just as another spy in the water room, stood up and stretched out his hand.
Xu Feng asked in a young voice: "Where is the thing I just sent?"
The Yu Dezhi suddenly raised his head. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw the king of Beiliang who had been visiting in a private visitor slightly shaking his head, knowingly he just stood up and handed the piece of paper to Xu Fengnian.
He is the Yu Luan knife of the eldest grandson of the elder Yu clan of the Central Plains. He is aliased as Yu Dezhi. As long as Yu Luan Dao wants to get an official position, not to mention others, the Liangzhou governor Hu Kui, who is highly respected by Xu Fengnian, can give him a regular fourth-rank military commander. The piece of paper that Yu Luandao handed to Xu Fengnian was a page from Liu Jingsheng’s famous prose collection "Xiao Chuang Xian Qing" by the writer Liu Jingsheng of the former Southern Tang Dynasty. It's so valuable, and the text on the page is also popular, but the line of hurriedly written words added to the back of the page may not be a lot of money, but it is definitely more expensive than the life of the person who wrote the pen.
Before the war, the scout died first.
But many people don't know one thing, the spies will die before. And it will only die silently, not even tragic.
Yu Luandao wanted to explain those scattered and obscure unwritten words, and why should be explained in series in Fushuifang’s unique secret file. Outsiders do not know that Fushuifang has a very concealed "Book of Interpretation of Characters". Different spies correspond to their respective explanatory characters, so even if a confidential espionage is intercepted by Beimang, it is still meaningless. The code name of the spy who sent this book page is twenty-four in Fushuifang, and Yu Luandao needs to turn to the twenty-fourth chapter of the "Book of Words" at the desk to get the accurate content.
Xu Fengnian was silent, holding the page tightly, walked under the wall, and looked up at a picture of the situation in Gusai Prefecture.
Master Hong is confused, unlike those stereotypical spies, guessing whether this person is the younger brother of the general in the Thuhu Mansion who has a close relationship with a big figure, otherwise he will not be able to get in. This room. Depending on the situation, Yu Dezhi, who he and Wang Guifang privately described as "depressed and unwilling to meet the situation", is mostly familiar with this person. Master Hong pulled Yu Dezhi's sleeves and said softly, "Xiaoyu, is your friend? This is not compliant. If the Master Protector knows about it, you and I can't bother to eat..."
Yu Luandao whispered: "It's okay."
Master Hong, who is always good at talking, can't help but be impatient. The rules set by Chu Duhu are bigger than the sky at the border of Beiliang. Are you a little scholar saying it's all right? When the time comes, everyone in the house will be troubled by you, Yu Dezhi, who has broken the rules!
Master Hong was about to remind the young man that it was time to leave the house. He suddenly heard the man muttering, "The historian is unfortunate for the country, but the country is not happy for the poetry..."
Master Hong, who has been studying in Han Chuang for many years, immediately understood that this is not the passage written by Liu Jingsheng, a master of prose in the Old Southern Tang Dynasty, in "Xiao Chuang Xian Qing".
Next, Master Hong saw that the young man gently smoothed the wrinkled pages of the book and handed them back to Yu Dezhi.
After Yu Luandao took the page, handed it to Master Hong, and said calmly: "Master Hong, this page can be archived. Subordinates have completed the interpretation of the text on the page. Later, Master Lao will ask someone to send it to Chu. Duhu study room."
Master Hong took the page and gave a glimpse. He didn't have a deep impression. He just felt that the outline of the words was rigid and the turning point was stagnant.
Women's swordsman and men's embroidery are average~IndoMTL.com~ It's really unsightly.
Master Hong suddenly raised his head for no reason, and saw the young man looking at him expressionlessly, which made the adult suddenly shocked.
But soon the young man laughed and said softly: "Does an adult think the words on the page are a bit unsightly?"
Master Hong, who was seen through his mind, smiled and couldn't answer.
The man didn't care about anything, he just raised his voice slightly, "Everyone in the room has worked hard."
After saying this, Lord Hong didn't have time to slander him when he saw him walking straight to the door of the house.
Master Hong first saw Wang Guifang stupefied as a wooden chicken standing at the door, and then he saw Chu Lu Mountain, the capital of Beiliang, standing outside the house, Yuan Zuozong, the commander of the cavalry, Yan Wenluan, the commander of the infantry, and there were many people behind. Read on.
If this is not shocking the world, then it is the young man who makes Hong Daren's scalp numb even more, so he crossed the threshold and walked out.
Outside the small group of people who deserved to be the most powerful in Beiliang, they were all giving way to him.