Yi Song

Chapter 83: Make arrangements to stay safe
  In early October, the weather is even colder.

Liu Guozhang was wearing a green robe and a fur coat, riding a horse, carrying a bow on his back, an ordinary single sword on his shoulder, and two plain wood spears hanging on the saddle.

The sound of horse hooves was particularly loud on the street in the early morning, which made people feel a little panicked.

All the way to Houdeyuan, Liu Guozhang got off his horse, tied the horse to the horse post, and knocked on the door.

Bang, bang, bang, the silence of the early morning was filmed into pieces.

"Squeak!" The left corner door opened, and a doorman poked his head out. When he saw Liu Guozhang, his face was instantly filled with a smile.

"Erlang is here. So early?"

"Good morning! Is Mr. Xiang, the director of the hospital, here?"

Ah, you are looking for Liu Guanyuan, not the Palace Master?
  Menzi was in a daze for a few moments before replying: "Oh, Mr. Xiang followed the palace master and went to Bodhi Zen Temple at the fourth watch."

"Ah, so early?"

"Hui Erlang, today is the birthday of Patriarch Bodhidharma. The palace master is in a hurry to burn incense and recite scriptures for a day in Bodhi Temple."

Liu Baoxiang is an old chamberlain in the palace with a very high seniority. He also watched Master Houde grow up and follows him every day, never leaving her.

Since the palace owner is going to recite sutras in Bodhi Zen Monastery today, Xiang Lao will definitely accompany him for the whole day.

But I don’t have time to wait.

Liu Guozhang hesitated for a moment, took out a bag of things from his arms and handed it to the doorman.

"This is what I gave to Mr. Xiang. There is a letter inside. Mr. Xiang will know it at a glance. When Mr. Xiang comes back, please be sure to give it to him."

After that, he stuffed a lot of money over.

Menzi smiled brightly and replied calmly, "Don't worry, Erlang, I will definitely give the things to Elder Xiang."

Liu Guozhang cupped his hands and left.

Not far away, a few riders came over from the other side of the street, guarding an ox cart. The leader was Xue Qi, who saw Liu Guozhang's back from a distance.

Liu Erlang!
  This guy came very diligently.

He thought he was an upright man, but in fact he was just a follower of the crowd.

Soft rice man!
  Seeing the ox cart coming from the palace, the gatekeeper quickly opened the corner door.

"Why are you back?"

"It's a bit cold. Mr. Xiang asked us to come back and bring two thick jackets and a fox fur cloak to the palace master." The maid in the car replied.

When he dismounted and waited at the door, Xue Qi asked the disciple, "Did Liu Erlang come just now?"

"Yes."

"what's up?"

"I have something for Mr. Xiang."

"For Xiang Lao?"

"Okay, I'll save you the trouble." Menzi handed the small package to Xue Qi without hesitation.

In the morning, Murong Shisan was talking to Wu Fugui in Yuxian Tower.

After taking over Yuxian Tower from Gao Qiu, Murong Shisan hired Yuan Renhe, the shopkeeper of the restaurant, and Wu Fugui to be the shopkeeper.

"Housemaster, Erlang has done a good job. With a little renovation, Yuxian Restaurant has been given a new look. It is about to surpass Changqing Tower, Liu Tower and Ban Tower, and catch up with Eight Immortals Tower."

Wu Fugui's body was still as round as ever, and his mouth still had lotus flowers sticking out of his mouth.

Murong Shisan smiled faintly and said: "These are just Erlang's small tests. He said that he would also conduct a market survey, and called more than a dozen people to run around the inner and outer cities, asking everyone he met, what kind of questionnaire survey they were doing. I don't know. It’s not a big deal, it’s just a waste of paper.”

Wu Fugui replied: "Erlang has a big heart, and the younger one is full of admiration. We are now waiting for Erlang to show off his skills and give Yuxian Tower a new look. It will surpass the Eight Immortals Tower and catch up with Fan Tower."

"Can't catch up with Fan Lou." Murong Shisan shook his head.

"Ah, why?" Wu Fugui asked curiously.

"Erlang said that the business philosophy is different, and the management methods are also different. Yuxian Tower and Fan Tower have different positioning, so there will be no direct conflict. Naturally, there is no talk of who can catch up with the other."

Wu Fugui rolled his round eyes.

Liu Erlang's benefactor was Master Murong of the Courtyard, and recently he had become Master Houde Palace. Both of them were nobles from Tianhuang, with astonishing power, but they were born as daughters.

Yuxian Tower will definitely not do the kind of business method that Fan Lou has, which is full of prostitutes and luring customers with their beauty.   Then what methods will Liu Erlang use to make Yuxian Tower stand out?

Wu Fugui was looking forward to it.

After talking about the matter, Murong Shisan rode back to Lingguang Academy.

Along the way, wearing a Feiyu suit, she became the most beautiful "boy" in the entire Kaifeng City. Women and girls stood on both sides of the street, looking at "him" with unwavering devotion.

Murong Shisan also seemed to enjoy this kind of treatment, riding a horse and walking calmly on the street.

Arriving at the entrance of Lingguang Yuan, Murong Shisan dismounted his horse and threw the reins to his entourage. As soon as he entered the left side door, Old Ding came over.

"Housemaster, Liu Erlang came here this morning."

"Well, what is he doing here?"

"Put something here, saying it is entrusted to the master of the courtyard."

"what?"

"Master, please come with me. Erlang will be placed in the concierge."

Murong Shisan followed him to the concierge. When he reached the door, his eyes suddenly opened.

Silver Dragon Iron Spear, Hundred Flowers Slash, placed neatly on the table in the concierge.

Murong Shisan's heart skipped a beat, and he asked Lao Ding sternly: "What was different when Liu Erlang came this morning?"

Old Ding thought for a while and replied: "He is riding a horse, wearing a strong suit, carrying a bow on his back, a knife on his shoulder, a quiver and two plain wooden spears."

Old Ding's face changed, and his voice was trembling, "Liu Erlang is dressed like this, as if he is going to fight with someone. Oh my God! This man is a murderer like mowing grass. How much will he charge if he goes out dressed like this?" I won't give up until I save my life.

Well, no, since you want to go out and kill people. How could he keep the Silver Dragon Iron Spear and Hundred Flowers Slash that he was famous for? "

Murong Shisan looked serious and asked, "When did Liu Erlang come?"

"In the morning, as soon as the master of the hospital went out, he turned his back and came right back."

Murong Shisan understood that Liu Guozhang came here just to see him go out.

"When did you leave? In which direction?"

"He gave me the things, said a few words, and left in a hurry. Either running east, south, or north. It's been a long time, and the horses ran faster, and they all arrived at Fengqiu or Chenliu."

Murong Thirteen stood at the entrance of Lingguang Academy, looking around, feeling panic in his heart involuntarily, just like the panic he felt when he was sent out of the imperial city at the age of thirteen.

At that time, she could still hold Magu's hand and force herself to be calm. This time, she didn't know whose hand she should hold.

Or maybe the person she wanted to shake hands with disappeared somewhere.

Liu Erlang, what happened to you? Where have you gone?
  Can't you even trust me?

In the north of Fengqiu County, there is a small earthen fence, which is barely called a city.

It is Fengqiu Prison City. All convicted criminals in Gyeonggi Province are escorted here first. After being tattooed, a few stay in this city to serve as laborers, and most of them are distributed to prison cities in various places.

There was a hill nearby. Liu Guozhang rode his horse and stood on the top, looking north.

The foggy area to the north should be the Yellow River, and going to the left is Hedong.

It connects Guanzhong to the west, Yanyun to the north, glimpses Hebei to the east, and controls Henan to the south. Those who win the east of Hedong can compete for the world. The Early Tang, Later Tang, Later Jin, and Later Han all used it as their foundation to strive for world hegemony.

To the right is Hebei.

The Wangba foundation of the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Later Zhou Dynasty, with fertile fields thousands of miles away, was originally the rear area to fight against the nomads in the north. It is a pity that during the more than 100 years of the dynasty, it became the front line of the confrontation with Beiliao.

Withered and broken, plagued by disasters.

In another ten years, the Jurchens will move south from these two places, cross the Yellow River, and besiege Bianjing.

I originally wanted to develop something obscenely in Kaifeng City, but it's a pity that God didn't let me!

If you don’t leave me here, you will have a place to stay; if you don’t leave me everywhere, I will become a bandit!
  This is the worst of times, but it is also the best of times.

In the distance, on the north road, six people were walking slowly.

coming!

Liu Guozhang pulled the reins, started his mount, and ran down the hill in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)