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Chapter 158
These days, Li Xia saw the corruption of the Song Dynasty, but also felt the prosperity of Lin'an.

The small Miyagi is crowded in the southernmost mountainous area of ​​Hangzhou, neither occupying the beauty of the West Lake nor the tide of the Qiantang River.

There are more than [-] tile cities in the city, and the streets are lit up all night long, and stalls can be set up along the streets, with a wide variety of categories.

The so-called "everything in the world is gathered here", the market culture is very prosperous.

The common people dare to talk about the officials when they are chatting, and the high-ranking officials and dignitaries can also stand in the same road with the pawns and traffickers.

Thanks to this prosperity, as long as the poor are willing to work hard, it is not easy to starve to death.

There may be bullying, exploitation and oppression, but compared to the north, its cruelty is hidden in the dark, and it will never be blatant. A death on the street can alert the government.

People don't have to worry about meeting a Mongol on the road, and they will be shot and killed by the other party as prey.

Because this city is full of people from the Great Song Dynasty, rather than exorcists and untouchables.

This time, Li Xia also thought about going to the north for a moment, and he was confident that he could make a breakthrough.

But it suddenly occurred to him that even if he became a prince, he would often meet Mongolian children like China, who would take the people under his rule as robbers, plunder and kill them at will.

No order can stop, not even a corrupt order.

What to do then?
Forbearance and forbearance are of course over. In fact, a China can't kill a few people, and the Northland has a looser rule over generals.

But he didn't want to endure it.

There is strife and corruption here, but compared to battlefields and places under the rule of foreign races, this place is still the most stable place in the world.

Even if it is better than the bad times, at least he and his old, weak, sick and disabled friends did not lose their lives in Lin'an.

They strolled around Hangcheng Street and bought a lot of items, feeling like they were traveling freely.

When I went to Fenglelou for dinner in the evening, Li Xia was quite generous, asked for a private room, and ordered the best stir-fried dishes.

This time Gao Mingyue inevitably wanted to sit at the same table with everyone. Knowing her temperament, Li Xia and Gao Changshou picked up some dishes immediately after each dish was served, and placed them in front of her and Han Qiaoer so that they would not have to get up to pick up the dishes. .

In short, this group of people is getting used to getting along and tolerates their own strange habits, such as Li Xia's fastidious life, Liu Jinsuo's loud talk...

Just as I was eating to my heart's content, there was a knock on the door, and someone opened the door and came in, but it was Guihepu.

Guihepu only took a look with his head, and Li Xia had already stood up, holding a bundle in his hand.

"Let's go."

"Yes, Ah Lang is next door."

Walking through the long corridor, I heard shouts and shouts from a private room. It was someone fighting crickets.

Guihepu pushed open the door of another private room, and Jia Sidao was standing alone by the window looking at the West Lake.

"Feiyu is here, let's chat?"

"Jia Xiang is playing Cuju with the officials today, will he win or lose?"

"King Rong lost."

Neither of them mentioned this incident again. In short, Jia Sidao failed to keep Li Xia and let Li Xia earn his own way out.

It's subtle, and there's nothing to say.

Jia Sidao smiled, motioned for Guihepu to take over the burden in Li Xia's hands, and said, "Have you given all the information?"

"Yes."

"Han Qiaoer memorized this, and you still boasted to me about your good memory."

"It's okay, you can't touch me now."

"Don't be too arrogant, you're just a small county lieutenant with no foundation, I can easily kill you."

"Ah."

Li Xia didn't care either, and it wasn't because of his official position as county lieutenant that he was proud.

Jia Sidao sighed: "You can also see that the Privy Council does not value your information because it is useless."

"useless?"

"What if we know about the affairs of the North, such as taxation, population, and the faction of the Mongolian Khan Court? There is nothing we can do to recover the three capitals, so how can we manage so far."

Li Xia said: "What about sending envoys to the north to contact Yang Guo?"

Jia Sidao shook his head and said, "The time has not come yet."

"Then I'll go find Zhao Kui."

"What's the use of those who fail in the Three Capitals?" Jia Sidao patted Li Xia on the back and said, "What's the rush? When the Southwest War is over, I promise you this matter. At least, there must be a victory."

"You want to use me as a pawn again?"

Jia Sidao laughed loudly, and said, "You are used to this. The heart of a villain is the heart of a gentleman. What else can I say after I have promised you."

After he laughed, his face turned serious, and he said: "Yan Mading may be able to help you for a while, but when it comes to political opinions, everyone is in the court, and I am the only one who agrees with you. You must know who you will rely on in the future."

Li Xia knew in his heart that what he said was serious, but in fact it was to control himself, and he didn't bother to answer him, so he said "hmm" again.

Jia Sidao handed over a letter and said, "I'll give you another letter of introduction. If you need something, you can go to Lu Wende."

As he spoke, he pointed to a booklet on the table and said, "Please accept the gift I gave you."

"Thanks."

"Tell me something."

"it is good."

"You keep your promise, I believe you." Jia Sian said good-bye, smiled, turned and left.

Li Xia picked up the books on the table and flipped through them.

This is what Jia Sidao wrote after he became an official...

After just reading a few sentences, Li Xia already had another understanding of the official system of the Song Dynasty.

This is indeed what he needs most at the moment.

From this point of view, Jia Sidao has more than one means of dealing with people and attracting people's hearts.

Li Xia put the booklet in his arms, walked through the long corridor, and saw Jia Sidao's master and servant walking into the cricket-fighting room, and several people with extraordinary bearing gathered around the table in the room...

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"Jia Xiang is back."

"Hey, I said it, come out to play, just call the name..."

Among the few people who were fighting crickets, the number one scholar in Jiachen Branch and Liu Mengyan, the editor of the Secret Pavilion, took out money and put it on the table.

He heard the sound of the door being pushed, and when he looked up, he saw Li Xia walking through the corridor.

Liu Mengyan smiled wryly, then lowered her head again, thinking of Zhang Hongdao's letter in her heart.

Zhang Wulang actually asked himself to kill Li Xia. It was simply inexplicable. He sent a message as soon as he sent it. How could he kill someone?Jia Xiang will see it.

After several times of fueling the flames, Li Xia is not dead, and he is about to take office in the southwest, what else can he do?

As soon as I thought about it, I only heard the whole room shouting.

"Bite it! Bite it..."

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After eating in Fengle Building, Gao Mingyue noticed that Li Xia didn't do the usual unshakable exercises all night.

She hid in the house, leaned over the crack of the door and watched him pacing and meditating in the yard.

There are noises coming from the lobby from time to time, they are packing up their belongings and preparing to leave Lin'an.

Gao Mingyue also went to pack her luggage, feeling a little confused.

"Go to bed early, and leave at dawn."

Following these words, the small house in Dimwick Lane became quiet...

Li Xia went back to the house, took off his clothes, and changed the cloth bandage that was used to bind the wound.

Suddenly, he turned his head and became vigilant.

"Who?!"

Gao Changshou in the house woke up quickly and asked, "Is it the killer?"

Li Xia nodded, picked up the long sword, opened the door and went out.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon was bright and the courtyard was full of brilliance, but there was no one in the courtyard.

"who is it?"

"No one from the Song court dares to kill me now, only the Sun family or people who have hidden knowledge of Mongolia."

"Run faster."

"Be careful on the road..."

The sound of the conversation spread into the room of Gao Mingyue and Han Qiaoer.

Gao Mingyue was standing against the door, beating her heart lightly, feeling still in shock.

There is no killer, I just want to see if he is injured...

(End of this chapter)