"Huh?" Wang Xian was a little angry. Was all his talk in vain?
"I also want to know where he is..." Zheng Hui said with a wry smile, "But only my seventh uncle knows his whereabouts."
"Are you going to use this answer to exchange for your own life and that of the Zheng family?" Wang Xian frowned and spoke in a stern voice.
"If I knew where he was, I wouldn't have to pay attention to my grandfather and Uncle Qi. I would have told the Mingjiao to find him long ago." Zheng Hui whispered, "But I know that he is living in seclusion in the mountains."
"Living in seclusion in the mountains?" Wang Xian heard a thought in his heart, but frowned. Jinhua and its adjacent Quzhou constitute the Jinqu Basin. The so-called basin is naturally surrounded by mountains, so this is basically not said. "What?
Mountain?"
"He has no fixed abode." Zheng Hui said: "In order to prevent being discovered, he will move every once in a while, but mostly in remote mountains and forests, in inaccessible places." In order to provide something of value.
He searched for information and said: "I heard that in order to avoid attracting attention, there are only about twenty people around him, except for a few serving eunuchs, and the thirteen eunuchs who were trained by Emperor Taizu since childhood to protect him. Although there are few people,
But these people are all top masters. They use the terrain to guard Jianwen Jun. Anyone who tries to get close will be discovered by them. As long as they are not known to them, they will kill them all. For example, those missing woodcutter, tourists and so on.
, he entered the forbidden area by mistake and was killed as a result.”
"How often will your seventh uncle go?" Wang Xian asked again.
"The situation is tense now. My seventh uncle will not go to see that person. He will only contact that person through his subordinates. The details are unknown. He will not reveal even a trace of this kind of thing to me, my nephew.
"
"Think about it again, what did your seventh uncle and your father reveal to you?" Wang Xian asked again.
"My father..." Zheng Hui thought for a while and said, "My father once told me that your Majesty is talented, noble and elegant. Despite the hardships, he still maintains many elegant interests in life."
"What's the point?"
"Your Majesty must live among the lush forests and bamboos, beside the clear springs and blue streams. He can't live there without the lush forests and bamboos. Without the clear spring water of the clear springs and green streams, he can't brew a good Longjing, and he will have a bad temper. Only.
When both are satisfied, he can live in peace and contentment. What he loves most at ordinary times is to stand in the wind among the pines and rocks, walking elegantly in the quiet empty mountains. The boy behind him is carrying a guqin and playing music.
Wherever he arrived, he would play the harp and sing loudly, his clothes and belts catching the wind, and he would forget all his worries."
"..." Wang Xianxin said, what would such a deposed emperor want from him? Wouldn't it be nice to let him live in the mountains and forests as his? Then he asked Zheng Hui, "What else is there?"
"And..." Zheng Hui thought hard and said: "Oh, by the way, my father said that the people around your Majesty are very crazy about Feng Shui. Wherever you live must be a place where Feng Shui is born, and you will never live there.
Deadly."
"Yeah." Wang Xianxin said, this is a useful piece of information, and asked further: "Did your father tell you, if Jianwenjun leaves Pujiang, where will his next stop be?"
"Fujian." Zheng Hui now has no sense of moral integrity. As long as he can use it as a bargaining chip, he said everything: "My father and others have opened a road to Fujian for Your Majesty. When we arrive in Fujian, the next step will be
Going to sea..."
"Going to sea..." Wang Xian suddenly had an idea. In fact, becoming an overseas Chinese is also a good ending.
"Yes, there are many seaports in Fujian. My father didn't say which one specifically." Zheng Hui said: "But in any case, it is right to go to Fujian first."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and asked, "Does your seventh uncle also intend to cooperate with the Ming Cult?"
"He is very excited, but my grandfather makes the decision on matters within the clan," Zheng Hui said in a low voice, "My grandfather wants your majesty to leave Pujiang as soon as possible, but I beg my seventh uncle to wait first." He paused and said:
"My seventh uncle also feels that now is a great opportunity. With the power of Mingjiao, your majesty ascends to the top and gives a shout, and Zhejiang, Fujian and Guangdong will surely surrender."
Wang Xian disagreed. He felt that Mr. Zheng was right. Ministers were nostalgic because of the Confucian idea of loyalty. But everyone knew very well that when Emperor Jianwen controlled the world, he was killed by Zhu Di, a vassal king. Now,
Zhu Di is now the emperor, but Emperor Jianwen only has a reputation of righteousness. How can he be Zhu Di's opponent?
Moreover, you got involved with the Ming Cult and asked the ministers to serve as ministers with a bunch of cultists. How could they agree?
After emptying out all the food in Zheng Hui's belly, Wang Xian let him go.
"Aren't you afraid that he will go back and report the news?" Xianyun said as he looked at Zheng Hui's boat with murderous intent in his eyes.
"No." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "He is already frightened. If that person leaves, what can he do to save his life?"
"Yeah." Xianyun always believed in Wang Xian's judgment, so he skipped this question and said, "Did you ask anything?"
"The harvest is not bad." Wang Xian smiled and said: "First, the man did not leave Pujiang. Second, although he was in the deep mountains and old forests, he lived in a beautiful place with forests and water, and it was a Feng Shui birthplace.
.Third, given the current situation, he should be ready to move to Fujian at any time, so probably in the south."
"so what?"
"So we need a county chronicle, a map, and a Feng Shui master." Wang Xiandao.
"As for Mr. Feng Shui, there's no need to invite him." Xianyun said, "I'm barely qualified."
"Haha, I forgot that you are a Taoist priest." Wang Xian smiled and said, "But are you good at your craft?"
"Of course the craftsmanship is good," Xianyun said angrily: "How can this become a craft? This is called Taoism."
"It's almost the same..."
After returning, the two found the mountain and river maps stored in the county, compared them with the county annals, and based on Feng Shui considerations, they delineated nineteen areas in the south and southeast of the county that generally met the requirements.
"Can you narrow the scope further?" Wang Xian asked.
"You have to go and see it on the spot." Xian Yun said: "The map cannot show the specific landforms, the county annals are also unclear, and Feng Shui is not a simple matter of orientation. All of this needs to be seen with your own eyes."
"Then let's go and have a look." Wang Xian handed over the task to him.
Xianyun took the order and left. Eight days later, he came back with his head dirty and dirty clothes. He circled four directions on the map and fell asleep for a whole day and night.
When he woke up, he knew that Master Wuque had invited Lingxiao to go sightseeing again. Xianyun frowned and said, "This Wei Wuque is so abominable. Pujiang County has already been flooded with refugees, and he still has the mood to go sightseeing."
"I have said before that he is not a real scholar. Scholars are very timid. Once the situation is unstable, they will hide away. But he is still in the mood to travel around." Wang Xian's smile gradually faded: "
I think he probably knows your whereabouts in the past few days."
"It's possible..." When he said this, Xianyun suddenly realized: "In the first two days when I went out, I felt someone was snooping behind me, so I hid it deliberately to see who it was. In the end, I waited for a long time
, and I didn’t see anyone. After a few days, I didn’t feel this way anymore. I thought I was overly nervous.”
"Is Wei Wuque's martial arts very high?" Wang Xian asked.
"It looks like his steps are frivolous, just like yours." Xianyun accidentally hit Wang Xian and said, "Didn't you guess that he is from the Ming Cult? Maybe there are some masters around him."
"Yeah." Wang Xian nodded and said, "Since this guy moved in across the street, apart from checking in with Lingxiao every day, he spends the rest of the time sitting in the yard studying. I have to doubt my own judgment."
"But at this juncture, I think there is probably something wrong with him." Even Xianyun realized that there were too many coincidences in Mr. Wu Que: "This guy has been following our footsteps. I think
He probably has the same purpose as us." Although Lingxiao is very beautiful in women's clothing, but she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she is a female tyrannosaurus, so he does not believe that Mr. Wu Que will be obsessed with her.
"Yes." Wang Xian said in a deep voice: "He probably wants us to take him to find Mr. Jianwen." He paused and said, "No matter what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd, since we bump into him, we can use him as a weapon."
bait"
"You mean?"
"Yes, fishing." Wang Xian nodded, looked at Lingxiao and said, "Understood?"
"That's it." Ling Xiao's little face solemnly said: "I'll go."
"Relax." Wang Xian smiled and said, "I'm not asking you to be used as bait. With your brother and sister's skills, if you find danger, you can run away immediately. It should be no problem."
"What's the use of running away?" Ling Xiao said suddenly: "You want us to leave that Wei Queque behind?"
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said, "That's exactly what I mean."
"As long as he doesn't eat human flesh, he will definitely be chopped to death with one palm." After all, Ling Xiao has a girlish nature. Although it is very annoying to Na Wei Wuque, she can't bear to see him greeting and giving gifts all day long, hitting, scolding and kicking him as he pleases.
He was sent to death.
"Don't worry, he won't die." Wang Xian said calmly: "Without twos and threes, he wouldn't dare to go to Liangshan. Since he dares to go to Liangshan, he must have a way to protect himself."
"That's right." Ling Xiao felt that both his brother and Wang Xian said so, so there must be nothing wrong.
"Okay." Seeing Lingxiao agreed, Wang Xian thought about it carefully, and when he saw that he was ready, he stood up and said: "I will report to Zhou Zhitai and ask him to coordinate the overall situation.
"Hmm." Xianyun said, "For the sake of safety, I'd better go this way."
"No need." Wang Xian smiled faintly and said, "I'll just let Shuai Hui go." Then he called outside and said, "I'm feeling uneasy. Go and ask a fortune teller on the street."
"Yes." Shuai Hui outside responded, and soon a fortune teller came in with a Taoist crown, a Taoist robe, and a copper bell in his hand.
Xianyun was shocked when he saw it. This fortune teller turned out to be Zhou Zhitai.
Only then did he remember that when Wang Xian went to capture Zheng Hui, although he had summoned archers from the county, when they arrived to ambush outside Zheng Zhai Town, they had all been replaced by unfamiliar faces, presumably Zhou Zhitai's men!