I have a long pupil

Chapter 56

"Great work... where does the work come from?"

Chu Shiyuan took a sip of his wine, his expression cold.

Although he took refuge in the Li family, he was worried.

Relying on Li Guiren's favor and the emperor's backing, the other party gained a lot of limelight for a while, but was looked down upon by others.

After all, Yujing City has been prosperous for 300 years, and some of them are rich and well-established families.

To put it bluntly, they are just upstarts.

He doesn't care about face, but he is afraid of being implicated. After all, the other party colludes with the warlock, who knows what plan...

Seeing the other party's appearance, Li Jia's eyes were slightly mocking, but he didn't point it out. He just took something out of his arms and slowly spread it on the table.

"Map of the capital city...huh?"

Chu Shiyuan didn't care at first, but when he took a closer look, his eyes suddenly widened, and he took a map to examine it carefully.

"This is the authenticity of Yujing City!"

After a while, Chu Shiyuan raised his head, his eyes full of alertness, "This thing... where did you get it?"

Li Jia smiled, but didn't answer. Instead, she held her wine glass, raised her legs, and looked out the window leisurely.

"Because of the turmoil in the previous dynasty's feudal town, the Liang Dynasty has always been wary of the Wu Xun family. It seems to be favored, but in fact the three generations are bound to decline."

"You, the Chu family, have won the rebellion of the three kings. Even if you can get the position of the Jinwu Guard commander, it has come to an end. If you want to go further, under this chaotic situation, you must do your best to turn the tide!"

"General Chu, since you are at the gambling table, you can't worry too much..."

What he said made Chu Shiyuan's eyes uncertain, then he gritted his teeth and carefully stuffed the map into his arms.

"I will arrange it, but what about Liang Dingshan?"

"Don't take over the defense of the Autumn Kitchen Festival."

"understood…"

After Chu Shiyuan took the map and left, the fox-faced scholar Bai Yan walked out from behind the screen, covered his mouth and smiled and said, "Sure enough, he is a rising star, much better than us, but is it appropriate to donate the map?"

"What's wrong?"

Li Jia smiled, "The monks of Lianhuazong are really stupid, maybe they will do bad things."

"Since this is the case, it will make the water more muddy, people's desires will be everywhere, and the situation will become more out of control."

"Wait until the saint in the palace wakes up from his dream and looks around with nowhere to go, that's the chance for you to enter the palace..."

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"Auntie, my condolences and condolences!"

"Guanshan, if you need anything, you can come to me directly..."

In the small courtyard of the Wang family, people flowed back and forth.

This is a folk custom in the Liang Dynasty. After the funeral, the head of the family will arrange a banquet to thank the neighbors who came to help.

Although there were many people, there was a sense of desertion.

After Zhang Biao and Wang Guanshan finished talking, he insisted on leaving a hundred taels of silver notes.

Although he and Wang Butou's son grew up together, but because of their different paths, one studied martial arts and the other studied literature, the relationship can only be said to be pretty good.

In the courtyard, a young man came over.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao nodded and left.

The man's name was Zhou Xun, the son-in-law of the king's catcher, and his family drove a cloth, and he was considered a wealthy family in the capital.

Wang Butou and Aunt Du wanted to betroth the girl to him, but they only had brother-sister friendship and they didn't want each other, so they married Zhou Xun.

It was fine at first, but this guy was a little narrow-minded. After learning the reason, he always showed off his wealth in front of Zhang Biao intentionally or unintentionally.

When they came and went, they looked at each other and hated each other.

Looking at Zhang Biao's leaving figure, Zhou Xun's eyes flashed with disdain, and then he sighed to Wang Guanshan: "Brother, by the way, my condolences, this family will need you to support it in the future."

Wang Guanshan's eyes were numb, "When my father was here, he was like a mountain. Although he was harsh, it was reassuring. Now... I always feel empty, so I know that I have nothing to offer."

"What did brother say?"

Zhou Xun said with a smile: "Brother is very talented in mathematics and has won the praise of the master. He will soon be a guest on the throne of Yue. He is much better than my younger brother."

Wang Guanshan was silent for a while, "Father won't let me..."

Zhou Xun shook his head and said, "A man should make contributions. If he wastes his life, won't he regret it when he grows old?"

"Just like that Zhang Biao, I'm afraid he will have no future in this life and lose his public office. It's better to have less contact with him in the future, so as not to mess around and come to borrow money..."

Seeing that Wang Guanshan was displeased, he quickly changed his words: "Forget it, forget about him, brother, the garden poetry party is no small matter, we have to plan it carefully..."

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After leaving Jiaxingfang, Zhang Biao turned his head and looked at it again, sighing slightly in his heart.

After all, he was an outsider. After Wang Butou passed away, the owner of this house changed, and it was not so casual to visit again.

Shaking his head, he turned around, his eyes had become cold, and he strode into the crowd.

Before, the funeral was the most important thing, and I didn't care about other things.

He didn't say anything to Wang Guanshan.

But this hatred,

He is absolutely going to report!

By whatever means...

The footsteps were hasty, and it didn't take long to arrive at Tongzhengfang.

The security around here has been lifted, but there are still guards guarding the gate of the square, even if the people of the square come in and out, Marquis Wu will check them one by one.

"Excuse me, please call the head catcher Wang Xin."

"Go, go! Idlers are forbidden to enter!"

Seeing the vicious voice of Xiaowei guarding the gate, Zhang Biao didn't bother to pester him, and was ready to go around the gate with a thought.

At this moment, there was chaos in the street and the sound of horseshoes.

Zhang Biao turned his head and looked, but a large number of Jinwu Guards came in line, all carrying heavy crossbows, and there were still large and small bags on the carriage behind, and I don't know what they put there.

The person in the lead, wearing the golden armor of swallowing the mouth of the brave, is Chu Shiyuan, the deputy general of the Zuoying of the Jinwu Guard.

Riding on a tall horse, he came to the gate of the square, showed his token, and said coldly: "By the order of the emperor, the Jin Wuwei came to support!"

The soldiers guarding the door didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly let them go, and a large number of Jinwu guards also swarmed in...

How did this guy get here?

Zhang Biao felt a little strange.

He has also dealt with this Chu Shiyuan, although the other party is a famous general, but he is not slippery, and he is careful everywhere.

This kind of bad thing has always been kept at a respectful distance.

Also, for the funeral today, Wang Xin and Tie Shouming didn't come, not even a messenger.

Something must have happened...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately turned around and came to the depths of a dark alley nearby. Seeing no one around, he jumped up the wall of the square with his strength and jumped down.

He is very familiar with Tongzhengfang.

There is a row of restaurants and inns along the street, which were originally used to accommodate foreign debriefing staff, but now that something happened, all of them were naturally closed.

Zhang Biao found one at random, avoided the dozing clerk, and hid in a guest room facing the street.

Through the window slit, I immediately saw the scene on the street.

In the distance, the tunnel entrance of Tongzhengfang has been dug out, and even the surrounding houses have been demolished.

Chief arrester Guo An stood on the spot with his hands behind his back.

After Chu Shiyuan brought people to arrive, he got off his horse and cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Mr. Guo, I have other important matters. I am a step late, and I hope you will forgive me."

Guo An was obviously in a bad mood, and he glanced coldly, "General Chu, I'm sorry."

Chu Shiyuan didn't care, nodded and said: "I heard that the entrance of the tunnel has been dug out, can I need the help of the Jinwu Guard?"

Guo An said coldly: "No need, hundreds of people from six doors, bad guys and Xiaowei have gone down..."

"Someone is up!"

Just then, a shout interrupted the conversation.

I saw Jiao Xiong crawling out of the deep pit covered in mud, with a disfigured face, he cupped his hands and said with a wry smile, "Reporting to Mr. Guo, the underground tunnels extend in all directions, and those monks have blown down a few more tunnels."

"We almost lost our way. We searched in batches, and we didn't have enough manpower. Master Xu asked us to send more people down."

"not enough people?!"

Guo An squinted his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "It is said that Emperor Wu once set up the gossip trap array, could it be this tunnel... Get out of the way, I will go down in person!"

After all, he led people into the tunnel.

He didn't pay attention to Chu Shiyuan at all. After all, everyone knew the strength of the Jinwu Guard. They were all the children of Beijing and Zhongzhong, so they didn't go through any killings.

Chu Shiyuan on the side was not angry when he saw this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and ordered his subordinates to rest on the spot.

In the guest room, Zhang Biao frowned slightly.

The original entrance has been found,

It seems that Wang Xin and the others also went down the tunnel...

This place is still far away from the center of the gossip trapping soul formation, and there are many branches, like a spider's web.

Not to mention hundreds of people, even if tens of thousands of troops enter, they will be dizzy.

The Bones Camp should be hard to find.

However, if the Lianhua Sect hides an ambush and the tunnels are narrow, they will not be able to take advantage of their numbers, and they will just lose their lives in vain.

The best way is to find the opponent's trace, or blow up the tunnel to bury him alive, or block the route, attacking with poisonous smoke and water...

Even so, it is not necessarily successful.

Forget it, let's think of a way first, get Wang Xin and Tie Shouming out, he doesn't want the only remaining friend to die.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately sat cross-legged, holding the Moyu black cat in his hand, and gradually fell into samadhi.

Just as he expected, groups of people went in and out, but nothing was found.

Before you know it, night falls.

The sergeants lit the brazier, and the night wind was howling, and the flames and figures were swaying.

Swish!
A black cat jumped onto the roof.

Under the bright moon, green eyes staring down...

(End of this chapter)