The word "Ali" has become silent over the years, but after Li abandoned his capital and went east, the name became famous all over the world in the shortest time, even overshadowing her reputation as the only orphan girl in Dingguo Palace.
Nie Huimo suddenly thought that if she was willing to stand up, raise her arms, and recruit talents in the name of Duke Dingguo, then the people of Daqian who were abandoned by Li Ju would definitely gather around her in the shortest possible time. under the banner of.
These loyalty and submission are not comparable to interests, but the existence of faith and belief.
So, did she have this plan when she suddenly appeared after being hidden for many years?
"So General," Xin Shun continued, "whether we can get any clues about Ah Li from Zhao Ning, we might as well make a second-hand preparation to find Tianrong Guard's hiding place in Hengxiang and rescue those Sir, this is a favor to both Dongping Academy and Ah Li."
Favor.
Nie Huimo withdrew his gaze and looked towards the distant sky again. The rolling white clouds were like huge sheets of cotton. Under the clear sky, half of Hengxiang City was filled with people.
"The favor..." Nie Huimo said softly, "The favor given to Ah Li? Don't you think, Mr. Fengcai, it seems familiar?"
Xin Shun was startled and suddenly recalled what happened at the Zhenguo General's Mansion four years ago.
"Master Zhu Xian was of high moral character and high esteem, and it was indeed not worth his while to die." Xin Shun murmured.
It was also his attention that year and suggested that Nie Huimo try to rescue Zhu Xian.
The men sent by Nie Huimo did indeed rush into the Zhenguo General's Mansion, but Lu Mingfeng saw that the situation was unfavorable and directly stabbed Zhu Xian to death.
This is a pity, a huge pity.
Xin Shun admired and made friends with Zhu Xian, not to mention his personal and public duties.
"I have never regarded Ah Li as an ally or someone to win over, that's why," Nie Huimo said, "so this favor may be exempted, but if you feel that it is still necessary to protect Dongping Academy, you can go a head."
Xin Shun lowered his head: "Yes, General."
"It's time for me to prepare," Nie Huimo said calmly, "Before I go to Zhao Ning, I have to meet someone first."
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Another piece of music on the stage was sung.
But there was almost no reaction from everyone in the audience, only sparse applause.
One of the people clapping his hands was Lao Tong, who was full of dissatisfaction.
Hua Dan sang reluctantly and absent-mindedly, while Qing Yi stopped singing at all, humming every now and then.
But no one cared at all. Everyone in the audience was discussing the murder of Governor Huang.
Lao Tong loved listening to opera and had always been dissatisfied with Qing Yi, but he still clapped his hands when the curtain ended.
Zhi Changle didn't like to listen very much, so he occasionally chatted with him. The rest of the time he spent the rest of the time eating, chewing melon seeds and looking around.
Xia Zhaoyi was not at the same table as them. She thought it was noisy here, so she went to a quiet corner near the back.
Zhi Changle discovered that she was painting, but it was not a painting in the strict sense. There were no mountains, no water, and no figures or flowers. It was neatly arranged horizontally and vertically, like a chessboard, but not as regular as a chessboard. sequence.
It doesn't look like a map.
But Ah Li wanted to be quiet now, so he couldn't ask more questions.
Another opera started, singing "The Lone Moon Boat". As soon as five actors appeared, it was extremely lively.
This play was Lao Tong's favorite. Zhi Changle listened to it several times and looked up towards the stage.
More and more people came to the theater, and the chat was lively. After Xia Zhaoyi finished the last stroke, he measured it again to make sure it was correct.
She left Old Man Qi here. First, Old Man Qi had been hiding in Tibet for the past ten years. He had been away from the world for too long, and there were many new things. His reaction was half a beat.
For example, the new porcelain produced in the past two years has different firing methods from the past, including new carving techniques for jade, innovations in paper, and re-evolution of paint colors, etc. Old man Qi doesn't understand them at all.
Zhao Ning is in the upper class and is a well-connected businessman. The new things she comes into contact with can open up a lot of horizons for Old Qi.
Second, another reason why she asked Old Man Qi to stay in Hengxiang, which was relatively stable, was to build a city.
Of course, it's just a transformation on paper.
A city construction that includes sewage discharge, urban river defense construction, and urban house planning.
The picture in front of her was just a prototype. She had to make a copy and send it back to her master.
The booklet she asked Zhili to bring back to Master in advance wrote down the many confusions she had in the past few years. Master should have read it by now. I wonder how Master will answer it, or maybe Master will also be confused by it?
On the stage, the song reached its most passionate point. The old student pulled out his sword and stabbed Qing Yi. The young student rushed to stop him. Amidst the overlapping singing, there was chaos.
Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyes and looked towards the stage, calculating in his mind that the time was almost there.
She had to go to the prison to take a look at Wang Changqi's current situation.
The things on the table were packed and Lao Tong took them back after watching the opera.
Xia Zhaoyi and Zhi Changle came out of the theater gate. Zhi Changle, who was bored, sighed: "We are finally out."
This theater is very close to the prison, less than three hundred steps.
The streets were full of people, jostling each other, and there were a large number of officers and soldiers walking through them.
Xia Zhaoyi did not go to prison immediately, but went to a clothes shop and changed into a simple and dull men's clothing.
If a woman wants to pretend to be a man, she can't just change her clothes and hairstyle, or put on a fake beard.
Half an hour later, Zhi Changle, who was waiting behind an inn, was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.
He turned around and saw an old man with a stooped figure, dull eyes, and a skinny and wrinkled face.
"What are you doing?" Zhi Changle shouted.
"Would you like to take a good look at me again?" The old man laughed, his voice clear and sweet.
Zhi Changle's eyes widened in fright: "Ali?!"
Her head and feet, including her hands and neck, were all the same dull and yellow color. She was extremely particular about details and even added a few age spots to herself.
But if you look closely, you can see that her original facial features are indeed there, but only a few points.
"It scared me to death," Zhi Changle said repeatedly, "Ali, you are so awesome!"
"I don't like dressing up in men's clothing," Xia Zhaoyi said as he walked forward with a hunched back, "just because it's troublesome."
"You can dress up like a handsome young man."
"It's hard to tell the difference between male and female, but it attracts people's attention."
Zhi Changle nodded: "That's right." After a pause, he added, "It can be seen that everything in the script is false. How can a beautiful woman disguise as a man not be discovered?"
"That's not true," Xia Zhaoyi waved his hand, "We don't need to study these in detail."
She was deeply involved in the drama, and when she said these words, her stature was always stooped, her waving gestures and her tone of voice all revealed that she was undoubtedly a bad old man who had suffered a lot in life.
Zhi Changle felt that there was no need for Lao Tong to stay in the theater to watch the show. Ah Li was so outstanding, wouldn't it be good to watch Ah Li?
