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Chapter 39 Backtracking
"China?"

Lin Xu and Zhou Nan originally wanted to continue discussing the song "Linjiang Fairy" with "Yang Shen" with great anticipation, but at this moment they lost interest because of the name, and became worried about Qiao Ju instead.

"China is the son of Daluhuachi of Bozhou, that is, the son of the Mongolian town guard, and he is somewhat different from the Jianzhang..."

"Yuanjiang." Lin Xu interrupted Zhou Nan, forced a smile, turned to Li Xia and said, "It's okay, Jianzhang has met an acquaintance, go over and have a chat, we'll wait for him."

"it is good."

Li Xia responded, meditating in her heart.

Because he heard Qiao Ju ask, "China? Or a Song person?", he came back to test it out.

He knows a little Mongolian, and knows that "China" means "wolf" in Mongolian, and it is also a person's name.

Although there is not much news at this time, it seems to be enough.

He clearly saw that although Lin Xu was smiling, the worry in his eyes was not less than that of Zhou Nan.

In short, after the matter was done, the pressure in Li Xia's heart was relieved a lot. Seeing that the dishes on the table were good, the chopsticks were like flying, and there was a lot of meat in it.

"Yongxiu eat slowly, we are not in a hurry, the night is still long..."

When Zhou Nan said this, suddenly, someone shouted outside.

"It's water! It's water!"

"Run... let's go to the water..."

The two scholars stood up and quickly opened the door.

"The briefing...the briefing...is it still there?!"

"Let's go! Jianzhang is no longer in the restaurant..."

Li Xia turned his head and took a look, carefully packed the four lamb chops on the table with oilcloth, tied them up and carried them, walked out calmly, and escaped from the restaurant with them...

~~
Once the fire started, it was unstoppable, and soon, the entire Huaxi Building was engulfed in the sea of ​​flames.

Fortunately, this was just an isolated building near the river outside the city, and the fire did not spread to more places.

"boom!"

As the fire grew stronger, with a loud bang, the luxurious restaurant collapsed and disappeared...

~~
It was night, in the Zhang family's backyard, there was a sudden clamor.

"What are you looking for? My brother-in-law must be dead! I let China kill him. Hmph, the Mongols killed our husbands and snatched our relatives, and they killed our Zhang family!"

The speaker's voice was crisp and clear, like a lark, with a childish air, but also very arrogant. It was Zhang Wenwan, the second sister of the Zhang family who was in his teens.

The name is "Wen Wan", but she is not gentle at all, waving her lotus-like arms and shouting again.

"Copy guys for me! Copy guys! Protect my eldest sister! I want them to know that the Zhang family's relatives are not so easy to grab... Ouch... Why did you hit me, mother? Woohoo..."

"Hurry up and send the second sister back, she's an 'old lady' all day long at such a young age, lock her up..."

"Woo... don't catch me! Try me again, Daddy will look good on you when he comes back! I'm going to kill those hozens! Let go... woo... Big sister, look at them bullying me..."

~~
On the same night, Li Xia had already returned to the Liufu Inn outside the city.

"Here, lamb chops, it's a little cold, but it's still edible."

Lin Zi took the oilcloth bag with a smile, but only took out one mutton steak, and said, "I'll just eat this one to satisfy my hunger, and you can eat the remaining three tomorrow. If you like meat, I'll just eat grain tomorrow."

Li Xia was also polite and said, "As you wish."

"Is it done?"

"It's done."

Lin Zi still didn't believe it, and asked again: "Did you really kill Qiao Ju?"

"Ah."

"Then... well, I have nothing to say."

The sound of Lin Zi smacking his lips as he gnawed on the lamb chops sounded in the room.

Li Xia stood by the window, holding on to the coffin with both hands, as if Qiao Ju was leaning on a railing in a restaurant.

He closed his eyes and retrace the whole thing, wondering if there was anything he missed.

……

"Tighten the outside and loose the inside, Qiao Ju is gone, but what are we doing blocking us in Shouzhou? It can only be...he calculated that we will go to Yingzhou, and he wants to ambush in advance...Nie Zhongyou, we must Are you going to Yingzhou?"

"Yes, only with a new identity as a cover can we enter Kaifeng smoothly."

"It's too dangerous. Once we arrive in Yingzhou, we will definitely die."

"why?"

"The right time, place and people are all on the opponent's side, and we can't beat him."

"Are you afraid of Joe?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of him, he took the lead, we have no chance."

"Li Xia, think of a way."

Method?

Thinking of this, many images from the previous life surged up.

"Coach, what do you say?"

"Remember, fencing is a sport for the wise, and the most important thing in the team competition is strategy... This match is too unfavorable, Li Xia, I want you to get the most out of the pot, you go first, suppress their strongest player, and then challenge again Three, do you have confidence?"

"Have."

"Okay, let's get to the bottom of the pot, let's go..."

"Old man, instead of watching my game, watch the Three Kingdoms?"

"Rolling Yangtze River~Eastern Passing Water~~The waves are gone~Hero... What is the next sentence, how did I forget, how did I forget? I am too old."

"Go to sleep, I will download it for you in a while, and you can listen slowly tomorrow."

"Okay, you can download it now, or you will forget it tomorrow..."

"Okay, let's go now...it turns out that this is a word written by Yang Shen in the Ming Dynasty...Yang Shen and Yang Yongxiu..."

His thoughts returned to this world, and pieces of news also floated in Li Xia's mind.

"The Zhang family valued culture and education. When Zhang Rou invaded Bianjing, Jinbo had nothing to take, but went into the History Museum and took away the "Gold Records" and the secret government books..."

"Hao Jing is determined to restore Northern Sinology. He has dozens of disciples. He opened a library to teach apprentices. He can't help but listen..."

"Yingzhou belongs to the Di family, not to the Zhang family, but Bozhou is..."

"Qiao Ju may be the son-in-law of the Zhang family..."

"..."

"Nie Zhongyou, go and buy me a dress, something gorgeous and expensive."

"Qiaoer, comb my hair again."

"Mr. Han, teach me the dialect of Guide Mansion, and then tell me the famous Confucianism and academies in Huaibei."

"Bai Mao, go and steal a pass for me."

"Ru Mu, lend me your fastest horse and dagger."

"Linzi, you are good at riding and have the most ordinary appearance. Come and take me to Bozhou on horseback, and then pretend to be my servant."

"Hero Liu, go and see if the fish soup is ready. I'll leave after I'm done."

……

"Li Xia, what are you going to do?"

"Draw the bottom of the pot."

"what?"

"I'll go to Bozhou first and kill Qiao Ju. This is our only chance to win him. Only in Bozhou will he be defenseless. When we arrive in Yingzhou, we will definitely not be his opponent."

"It's too risky."

"No, by surprise, this is the safest way. You wait here, and then go to Yingzhou after the Shouzhou checkpoint is loosened. After receiving a new identity, we will meet again..."

"Then be careful."

"Linzi, let's go..."

……

"Mr. Lingchuan's disciples, Zhou Yuanjiang, Qiao Jianzhang, and Lin Andao are the best friends..."

"That's Zhou Yuanjiang's academy..."

"I have admired the name of brother Yuanjiang for a long time, and I, Yang Shen, use Xiu..."

"Happy meeting with a pot of dirty wine..."

……

Li Xia replayed the whole thing, opened his eyes and looked at the moon, thinking that this thing was still not done perfectly.

But there is no other way, in the current situation, this is the only way to go.

At this moment, he took out Qiao Ju's belongings from his pocket, flipped through them casually, and finally opened the marriage certificate.

On the marriage certificate, a woman's birth date was written.

"Zhang Wenjing?"

Li Xia wanted to throw it away, thought about it, and finally put it back in her arms...

~~
At the same time, Fan Yuan was leading people to dig out a charred corpse from the ruins overnight.

"Fan Jing, there is only this corpse... It should be confirmed that it is Qiaodu's business."

Fan Yuan inhaled the gray smoke in the night wind, blew a long stream of snot and threw it on the ground.

He rubbed his nose, wiped his hand on his subordinate's shoulder again, squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "Qiao Ju was not killed by China, this is not China's style, otherwise he would have already carried Qiao Ju's at this time." The streets were full of people showing off."

"That is?"

"I have an interesting idea, but I have to prove it. You go, and then invite Andao and Yuanjiang to meet me. Buy some wine on the way to warm me up."

"Yes."

Fan Yuan scratched his thinning scalp, and waved again.

"You guys, protect me next time, remember, we must be inseparable."

"Yes."

"It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Only then did Fan Yuan walk away with his arms folded, muttering in his mouth: "Tuotuo...Tuotuo Timur...boy, it's not okay to blindly believe in assassination..."

(End of this chapter)