But Jia Cong cried and told Lin Hai that he didn't dare to save him. Lin Hai didn't know how to respond. After a long time, he sighed: "It's all just guessing. I know you must be able to protect yourself from reading Ling Xiao."
Jia Cong said: "It is too frustrating for me to defile myself in order to protect myself. I am even more unwilling to help him regain the world but have to flee overseas."
Lin Hai hummed: "You are young and your tone is not young. Now that the world is in chaos, how much ability do you have? Do you dare to say that you can turn the tide?"
Jia Cong said: "I know what I am capable of. If he were a British master, I could, but he is not. After thinking about it, it is better not to recognize him as the master."
Lin Hai glanced at him: "Who do you want to recognize as your master?"
Jia Cong shook his head, took the opportunity to glance at the two people fighting and the two people watching and said: "I don't know yet. Therefore, I will not stay in the capital and hide on that wild island in the south. There.
It is quiet, there are few people, and there are few things to do, so I can devote myself to studying and practicing martial arts. After many years, the conduct, vision, and abilities of the kings will gradually become apparent, and most of the counselors and generals they rely on will become clear. I will decide at that time. Sir,
The most true saying in the emperor's family is that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. The Supreme Emperor attacked his brother first, not wanting to be defeated because he was not as skilled as the others, so he did not lose unjustly."
Lin Hai thought for a long time and asked, "How sure are you that he is there?"
Jia Cong said: "Not at all, it's just pure guessing."
Lin Hai was silent for a long time and then asked: "In your opinion, even if we rescue him, King Lu is the only one in the world who will take him in?"
"Apart from Prince Lu, which other prince needs a father who has been an emperor? And which general dares to take in an emperor who has lost his throne for no reason? If he accidentally leaks it, the whole world will attack him."
Lin Hai sneered and said: "The whole world will fight against the true emperor?"
Jia Cong said: "The whole world is fighting against the fake emperor pretended to be by someone. How many ordinary soldiers have seen the true face of the Supreme Emperor? Whose words will these people believe? Is it because they believe in the enemy country hundreds of thousands of miles away?
Leader, or your own prince and general? Do you believe in the words of a certain family or the words of all the kings in the world? Sir, when many people speak loudly, when all the kings say he is a lie, he is a lie."
Lin Hai was startled again.
Jia Cong sighed: "If I rescue him and let him pretend that he is an ordinary citizen and live his life farming and doing business, do you think he will be willing? Or will he go to King Chen, King Lu and others based on wishful thinking? He will go
How many days can King Chen Guolu live?"
After a long time, Lin Hai smiled bitterly and said: "It seems like there is no way for him to survive."
Jia Cong said: "Actually, he has little chance of survival from the moment he takes the throne. Even if he is not pushed down by the princes, he will have to exhaust himself to death. Sir, he is not strong enough to carry the country, unless King Yan helps him
He carried it together. And depending on his temperament, it was only a matter of time before he became suspicious of King Yan. I once saw a couple in the temple. If you work as a monk for a day, you will eat as much food as you have. If you don't have enough belly, you have to eat.
If you eat too much, you will starve to death."
Lin Haicai opened his mouth, closed it again, and shook his head.
"Sir, let me think about it, in the early years when he was suspicious of King Yan, you were chilled."
Lin Hai blurted out: "The King of Yan has indeed rebelled."
Jia Cong frowned and said: "A noble scholar must be reasonable! Everything has a cause and effect, right? He is suspicious of me and I can run away. Can King Yan run away if he gets his suspicion? If not, he will die. King Yan simply asked him to force him to do so.
It's the other way around." After a while, he couldn't help but add, "You know everything in your heart, so don't make excuses for yourself. Even if you make excuses, you can't convince yourself."
Lin Hai choked him so much that he couldn't say a word and stared for a long time. Jia Cong looked at him aggrievedly for a while, lowered his head and said nothing. Lin Hai sighed again and called him to get up. Jia Cong got up in a hurry.
Even more nimble than Uncle Yang just now, he stepped forward and held Lin Hai's arm, laughing.
After a while, the two men finally stopped. It turned out that Uncle Yang's palm had pinched the man's neck. Jia Cong took a closer look and smiled: "It's you." Uncle Yang's opponent was at the starting point.
"No wonder Mr. disappeared in the blink of an eye. Did you help him?"
Qi Dian said angrily: "Mr. Lin was hiding behind the vendor's stall at that moment, but you ran forward like a stick, and even led a group of people to follow you to the wrong place."
Jia Cong scratched his head: "I always thought that the old man was so angry that he just ran away when he saw the road. How can he still have the energy to dodge? We are not chasing soldiers."
Qi nodded and said: "He was tired from running, so he squatted down to take a breath."
.........Jia Cong was embarrassed for a long time, looking at Yang Song and giggling. Yang Song couldn't laugh or cry, and said to his second uncle: "One of our own."
Only then did Yang Erbo let go of his hand and praised: "Little girl, you are very capable!"
He stood up and bowed down to salute: "I've seen Senior Yang."
Uncle Yang nodded: "What is this little girl's background?"
Jia Cong said: "This Chen Siniang was originally hired by us as a bodyguard. Seeing that her skills are really good, we were wondering if we could pry her over."
Uncle Yang looked at it, nodded for a moment and said, "It's really good to be young."
Jia Cong said: "If Uncle Yang has the time, let's go back to the inn to have dinner together?"
Uncle Yang said disgustedly: "What delicious food is there in the inn? Come and eat at my house!"
Jia Cong turned to look at Lin Hai. Lin Hai thought for a while: "That's fine. I'll send someone back to talk to him first."
He started and said: "Since Senior Yang came here, after listening to what he said for a while, I felt that it was credible. I have already gone out and asked someone to deliver a message to the other end of the inn."
Lin Hai praised her for "everything is ready", then stood up and said goodbye to the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest saw them off personally, and the little Taoist priest Yang helped find a carriage at the intersection. Lin Hai asked Uncle Yang to get on it and walked away.
.A few people had a meal of authentic local dishes at Yang Erbo's house. Yang Erbo was straightforward and interesting, and told a lot of custom jokes, which made Lin Hai feel very good. It was already late when we returned to the inn, and although Daiyu had received the news, she still didn't see anyone.
I was anxious and couldn't help complaining for a long time.
Yang Songyin asked: "Why did you mention that the name you ordered was Chen Siniang?"
Jia Cong said: "Although I have learned some martial arts, I can't see the fight between the two of them clearly, but the old Taoist priest can. I'm afraid whose spy he is, he doesn't dare to tell the truth. Besides, the name Chen Siniang is right.
, it is not appropriate for a woman’s maiden name to be revealed casually.”
Yang Song smiled and said: "I'm too cautious. That is Taoist Master Zhenming. He has been practicing in Tianning Temple for many years. He has been there since I was young."
Jia Cong said: "After all, I was kidnapped once, so I am a little timid."
Lin Daiyu recited the Buddha's name: "Wang Wu actually cured your audacious temperament, which can be regarded as a good deed."
Thinking that Yang Song would not come home for a long time, Lin Hai ordered him to stay for a few more days. But Yang Song couldn't stay because Yang Erbo often wanted to coax him into the flower house. Instead, he urged him to leave quickly.
On this day, everyone got up and went south. Jia Cong went to say goodbye to Xie Jing. The soldiers outside the city set up camp and walked through the city. When they arrived at the south gate of Nanchang City, Uncle Yang sat down with a baggage on his back and a dry pipe in his mouth, chatting with the gatekeeper.
Seeing his nephew leading a group of people over, he stood up and faced them.
Yang Song and others hurriedly dismounted and asked him if he had anything else to do. Erbo Yang said: "Anyway, I have collected everything that needs to be collected and hidden everything that needs to be hidden. I have nothing to do, so I will go for a walk with you."
Yang Song was stunned: "You always...come with us?"
Uncle Yang nodded and said, "I'm afraid you fooled me, so I have to keep an eye on you."
Jia Cong and others couldn't help laughing. Yang Song looked embarrassed and whispered: "Second uncle, stop making trouble."
Yang Erbo said: "Who is making trouble? I just can't trust you! I want to follow!" Nai shouted, "Brother Lin—Brother Lin—"
Lin Hai got out of the carriage: "Brother Yang!"
"Shall I go with you?" He pointed at Yang Song and said, "I'm afraid this kid is not easy to learn, so it would be better if I just keep an eye on him."
Lin Hai smiled and said: "Since I am willing to go, it is naturally good."
With such a master following him, Jia Cong was naturally eager to say: "It's so, so much! We really can't control Brother Yang. Without you, he's not sure how to cheat and hide." Because of his fate, the brother with two horses behind him was given to him.
His one.
Uncle Yang waved his hand and said: "No need for a horse. The horse is not as fast as me."
Jia Cong said: "Uncle Yang, you, an elder, walk, while we, the younger ones, ride horses, there is no such rule."
Lin Hai also advised: "Brother, it is better to ride a horse."
Uncle Yang had no choice but to mutter for a long time before getting on his horse. Yang Song stared anxiously, but no one paid attention to him. The leader Cheng Chi gave an order, and thousands of people left the city in a mighty manner.
Because they had to meet Wang Ziteng first, they walked south and passed Ji'an at the foot of Jinggang Mountain. Out of curiosity, Jia Cong asked people about the situation of the mountain king.
The innkeeper actually raised his thumb and praised: "The kings of Jinggang Mountain are really from the Shuibo Liangshan Mountains. They are doing justice for heaven and eradicating violence! They will attack all corrupt officials and unkind local rich people."
Scatter his wealth to the poor people around him."
Jia Cong rolled his eyes: This trick was originally prepared by the young master to come to Japan, so why did he use it first? Then he asked: "I heard before that the king on this mountain is named Xu?"
The boss said scornfully: "That kid has died long ago."
Jia Cong asked curiously: "What do you mean, you don't think highly of King Xu? Wasn't he a senior official here before?"
The boss sighed: "Xu Hong, that bitch! When he was here, he shaved off thirty inches of the entire Jiangxi land! I heard from the guest officer that the taxes in Guangdong over there were only 23/10 of ours, and the remaining taxes were
All went into Xu Hong’s own pocket! We burn incense and pray to Buddha every day and curse the Xu family to annihilate their descendants!”
"That's it." Jia Cong nodded repeatedly. Because he went back to the room and told Lin Hai and everyone else one by one, he also asked Uncle Yang if this was the case.
Uncle Yang shook his head and said: "The taxation was very heavy in those years when Mr. Xu was here. Fortunately, our family was originally engaged in green forest business, so the money was not a problem. Ordinary ordinary people who work hard to make a living have a difficult life. Thank you for this section.
It’s better to come.”
Lin Haidao: "So Xie Jing has never added taxes?"
Erbo Yang hummed, "How has he ever been clean? He's just better than Xu Hong." Lin Hai nodded.
Daiyu said: "That being the case, if someone wants to take over the Xu family's troops, it won't be difficult. Just do it slowly to reassure the people. The children of the Xu family are used to being arrogant and indulgent, so they may not be able to bear the hardship of being bandits."
Jarvis said: "Officers and soldiers don't have to worry about food. Bandits have to go grab food or buy food. In this way, people's hearts are more important than when they were officers and soldiers."
Lin Hai sighed: "People's hearts are more important when you are a bandit than when you are an officer and soldier. How ridiculous!"
Jia Cong said: "What brother Yao'er said is true. There is a saying that those who are favored are confident, and the same is true for those who eat the royal food. Without military regulations, who cares about the life and death of the common people?"
Everyone sighed again and went back to their houses to sleep.
When he got up the next day and was about to continue on his way, Lin Hai hesitated for a moment, then picked up Jia Cong and asked, "Do you really know that the Emperor is not here on this mountain?"
Jia Cong smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, I have told you countless times how I guessed it! It's purely a guess! Even if I really guessed it, there aren't enough people with such ideas! I have to go back to Lingnan and ask Uncle Wang to transfer him.
When the army comes, you have to ask Xie Jing to send him an official message, asking him to assist in the suppression of bandits across the province. If you were the King of Yan, would you be heavily guarded?"
Lin Hai thought about it for a long time, and the younger generation held their breath and did not dare to speak. Only Erbo Yang shouted: "Brother Lin, what are you still stunned for? I have packed my baggage and given my money and still don't want to leave? I still have to meet Mr. Cheng."
"Lin Hai had no choice but to get on the carriage.
Just after he left the city gate to meet Cheng Chi, he walked south along the official road for only an hour. Suddenly, there was a square table in the middle of the road. There was a large teapot and four thick tea bowls on the table. Four tea bowls were placed beside the table.
There is a long bench and a tea stove. There is a copper kettle on the stove, and the kettle is steaming. A man is sitting on the east side, wearing a Confucian scholar's robe and a high-level crown, shaking a folding fan.
Jia Cong was not afraid of the ostomy industry. He opened his mouth and said, "I give fifty points to this pretense! Even in cold weather, you don't have to worry about getting cold." Erbo Yang's ears were sharper than those of young people. He could hear clearly and burst into laughter.
Arriving in front of the Confucian scholar, Jarvis jumped off his horse and asked, "This gentleman is blocking the road in the middle. Is he robbing or begging for money?" Erbo Yang laughed again.
Jaconte approached his horse and muttered: "Did you hear that? This is Jarvis, who is recognized as an honest man, and his mouth is more poisonous than mine."
The Confucian scholar waved his fan and said: "As the saying goes, you should not pass by an expert when you meet him. I heard that Mr. Lin and two Mr. Jia were passing by here, and I specially invited them to have a bowl of tea to quench their thirst."
Jia Cong said: "It's extremely insincere. You didn't even ask us if we were thirsty. What if we weren't thirsty? Besides, if you wanted to invite us to drink tea, you could just build a tea shed. It's such a cold day.
I sat on the vent, and the hot tea immediately went cold."
The Confucian scholar was startled for a moment, then he clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Jia's words make sense." He clapped his hands twice.
Dozens of young men suddenly appeared from the thatched houses on the roadside. Some were carrying hammers and axes, some were carrying green bamboos, and some were carrying bamboo fences. They actually set up tea sheds on the spot! These people were obviously
Skilled workers quickly built it, and moved a lot of straw to spread on the roof, and even brought a bamboo door to install it! Finally, two women came out, with graceful figures, both wearing ordinary blue floral cloths, each holding a
He was holding a piece of blue floral cloth, thinking it was a door curtain. Now it was better. Originally, it was a table blocking the way, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a room blocking the way. The Confucian scholar had been sitting inside, motionless!
Jia Cong couldn't help but change his words: "This pretense is completely Gu Long's style, and it can already be given full marks."