Da Wei Chun

Chapter 33 Professionals
Having said that, he turned around again and explained to Li Chengzhi: "The printing of the monk's dharma name is done by the officials of Zhaoxuan Temple.

Cao Yinmiao, who was responsible for burning the food and defecting, was his senior brother. Today, the leader of the army to attack your Li family, Bo Yinguang, was his junior brother. The three of them were both disciples of Daweina and their assistants...

Don't look at this monk's long eyebrows and kind eyes, he is definitely a character who can stop children from crying at night, and he is decisive in killing, much stronger than my military commander..."

Li Chengzhi's heart moved.

Do officials work?

Let me just say, in this era when the literacy rate is tens of thousands to one, where do so many talented people come from?

It turned out to be bad luck and met a professional inference tracking?

The so-called Duguan Engagement is the warrior monk officer of Zhaoxuan Temple who is specially responsible for catching bandits and robbers, investigating cases and protecting the people, and maintaining law and order.

If you have to compare it with modern times, it is equivalent to the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

A figure similar to a policeman, or even a high-level policeman, guessed the Li family's strategy through some traces, and it can be said...

Presumably Hu Baozong also guessed this and said "no wonder"!
Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

He still thought that he was unlucky, and that he could run into someone as wise as Zhuge casually?

How will you mess around then?
Fortunately, I scare myself...

However, this monk is also very powerful, even Hu Baozong admits that he is not as good as him, saying that he can stop children from crying at night, but he can think of his ruthless means.

If you think about it, it's right. There really aren't many good people in this great Wei Dynasty monk. Otherwise, why would he force Emperor Wei Wu to destroy the Buddha?
It is not uncommon for monks to sell their sons and daughters, or even change their sons for food, in the name of Buddha.

Compared with these monks, the clansmen are powerful and benevolent like bodhisattvas...

What's more, this monk is still one of the three chief officers of Wei Na's subordinates, and he should do most of the activities of chasing down escaped households and killing people. If there is some kindness in his heart, he can't sit still.

No wonder he felt that there was a sharp aura in him, maybe this monk had killed more people than he had ever seen...

Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi gave birth to a little bit of vigilance.

When dealing with such people, it is better to be careful...

"This is Mr. Li Jialang!"

Li Chengzhi was in shock when he heard Hu Baozong introduce him again.

"Master is polite!" Li Chengzhi bowed.

"Be polite, be polite!"

The responder in Yinzhen's mouth glanced at the armor on Li Chengzhi's body and the main seat under his buttocks, his eyes brightened:

"The monk was still thinking of a way to cooperate with your castle inside and outside, and put this seal off. I didn't expect to go under the castle to find out that your castle was already prepared?
Today's battle must be the handwriting of Lang Jun, right?The end is foresight, and the monk admires..."

"Overwhelmed!" Li Chengzhi smiled lightly, "The master is the real genius!"

He really isn't fake modesty.

If it wasn't for Li Song's far-reaching consideration and dispatching scouts early, would it be his turn to "have an idea"?
Li Songcai should be the one who deserves the most credit.

Therefore, behind a successful man, there is not necessarily only one woman who gives silently, maybe there are many men who silently output...

"Don't be in a hurry to brag!"

Hu Baozong knocked on the table dissatisfied, looked at Yinzhen and said, "I knew you were a good master at arresting robbers, but I didn't expect you to be so smart?
Tell me now, how did you see through the Li family's scheme? "

"I don't dare to be a good player, it's just practice makes perfect!"

Yinzhen smiled slightly: "I'm ashamed to say it, but Yinguang mentioned that he smelled a strange smell. Song Chang said that it was when the butcher in Guizhuang was scalding pig hair, and the monk realized something was wrong..."

"What's wrong with this?" Hu Baozong asked.

Afraid that the thieves would be suspicious of the smell of lard, Li Song did kill a few pigs, and there were indeed butchers scalding the pig hair at that time.

"But the monk also smelled a hint of soybean oil!"

Well, can't it be used for cooking...

Just thinking about it halfway through, Li Chengzhi understood.

Stir-frying a dish with woolen yarn, there is no such way of cooking in this era...

And the soybean oil in this era has only one function: to light the oil lamp!
This is already infinitely close to the word "arson". If you had been skeptical before and smelled the smell of soybean oil, and then guessed that the Li family was going to set fire to it, it might not have been.

But Li Chengzhi always felt that Monk Yinzhen saw more than that.

"What else?" he asked softly.

The monk lowered his head and thought for a while: "The traces outside the wall are very messy, and I can't see the clues, but if you look closely, you will find that the chariots in some places are not solid, as if they had just been rolled...

Intrigued, the monk followed the direction of the cart and went to the river to have a look. He saw the roads on the ice beach where the carriage was going to be driven. They were covered with grass, sprinkled with straw chaff, and sprinkled with a little water. , and frozen together..."

"What's so strange about this?" Hu Baozong couldn't help asking.

The ice is so slippery that if you want the carriage to go, you naturally have to lay a layer of grass and straw chaff on it, but you are afraid of being blown away by the wind, so you can only sprinkle some water on it and freeze it together to increase the friction. .

When Li Chengzhi came up with this method of building the road, he was still amazed.

Li Song was also full of doubts. He couldn't figure out what he could see from this road.
It is estimated that all the county towns and county towns in Jingzhou, as well as the Wubao of the noble family, are all building ice castles with this method of Lang Jun, and the Li family only has more methods. What's so strange?

Hu Baozong and Li Song didn't expect anything wrong, but Li Chengzhi already had an idea.

He pondered for a while: "Master must have seen some pits, the chaff is still wet, right?"

"Lang Jun Gao see!" Yin Zhen praised and said, "It was only when the monk accidentally stepped into the mud pit.

Since the slightly deeper pit has not been frozen solid, and the car mark on the wall has not solidified, it means that at noon, at least in the morning, there are still people building roads, pulling ice, and even more people in the city. Build a wall over your head...

But when we came, Zhuangmen was actually sealed? "

Hu Baozong and Li Song suddenly realized.

If it weren't for the vigilance, this morning was repairing the ice wall and transporting ice to the Zhuangzi, and the Zhuangmen must have been wide open.

It would be hell if it wasn't weird.

But if you don't seal it up, you can see that the village gate is still there, how can the thieves enter the village from Wubao?

There is no way to form an ambush circle without leading the thieves to the straight road facing Dock Castle...

The two looked at each other: who would have thought that there would be so many flaws?
Fortunately, this Yinzhen monk is not a thief, otherwise there would be no victory today...

(End of this chapter)