The king will never go to court

Chapter 4 Scholar "Wrong Country"

In the lobby on the first floor of Fenghua Building, hundreds of people have gathered, including wealthy sons, warriors from the rivers and lakes, merchants in the city, and generals in the army.

The waiter walks among the guest tables, serving tea and water, and presenting various gourmet pastries.

It was a lively scene, and there was no tension at all about the upcoming war with Qian.

"Brother Peilin, you're here too?" A noble young man in a blue gown patted the shoulder of a young young master at the next table, and frowned, "Why did you go to Youlan Pavilion again because you smelled of makeup?"

As he spoke, everyone knew how to smile on his face, and then squeezed into the table with each other.

The four middle-aged strong men at the same table frowned slightly when they saw this, but the young master just shook his head slightly, and the four strong men moved out of a seat that could accommodate one person.

"Let me tell you, brother Peilin, you haven't been together with your brothers for a long time, is it possible that you are really afraid of those dry dogs?" Your son patted his chest, with a confident expression, and vowed, "I can assure you, A dry dog ​​doesn't dare to attack the city, it's just pretending."

"What do you say? What news did Brother Xueshan get?" The young boy looked at your son with great interest, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

The young master's name is Liu Peilin, and he is the eldest son of Liu Shuhong's family, the garrison general of Bohai City.

He came here today because he learned that Fenghua Building had some healing herbs, and wanted to buy some for his father.Once Qianguo attacked the city, Liu Shuhong, as the garrison general, would definitely go to the top of the city to defend the city. If an accident happened, he could still use precious grass to save his life.

The aristocratic son wearing a blue gown is Zhang Xueshan, a supervisor of the Kaijing Guozijian in the State of Yan. He usually hangs out at the Kaijing Scholar's Poetry Association, so he has his own secret channel to get news.

"I heard it when I opened the capital. This time the dry dog ​​coach is their third prince. He is a pussy. He is submissive and is often bullied by his brothers." Zhang Xueshan put his hand on his lips, and his voice was extremely suppressed. Low, for fear that a third person will hear it.

"I've also heard of this third prince, is he called Xie Wufeng?" Liu Peilin casually picked up a cup of tea that was just served on the table, slowly pushed it in front of Zhang Xueshan, and reminded, "Brother Xueshan, drink some tea first." .”

"Okay, thank you, brother Peilin." Although Zhang Xueshan is a supervisor of Kaijing Guozijian, he has no official position, so he can only hang out with these young sons whose parents hold real power in order to get a job.

Two months ago, Zhang Xueshan heard that the Qian State was going to use troops against the Yan State, so he asked many friends in Kaijing, hoping to get some useful information and sell it to those who needed it.

Then learned that the cavalry of the Qian Kingdom went south, and Kaijing was shaken at that time. Some courtiers even suggested that Emperor Yan move south, but he was killed outside the Meridian Gate with a stick.

After that, none of the court officials and military generals dared to mention moving south again.At the same time, the people of Kaijing also learned of His Majesty's determination to fight the Qian Kingdom to the end.

However, as the supreme commander of Yan State's northern front, Zhao Zongliang, Marquis of Dingguo who has guarded Bohai County for generations, did not ask Kaijing for help. It is impossible to cross Balhae County half a step.

"We all know about this. Otherwise, how could the people in Bohai City be so relaxed?" Liu Peilin narrowed his eyes and waited for Zhang Xueshan's next words.

"Brother Peilin doesn't know about this. I've heard that the few Qian Guoqinghou who accompanied him are all capable of conscripting and fighting. Each of them has tens of thousands of private soldiers under their command, and even raises a large number of Jianghu warriors to serve them. "After Zhang Xueshan drank the tea in his hand, his complexion became much ruddy, and he continued, "However, these Qinghou Ke and the third prince of Qianguo are not of the same mind."

"Is there such a thing?" Liu Peilin suddenly became interested, leaned his body towards Zhang Xueshan, and said softly, "If brother Xueshan has any inside information, you must tell me."

Seeing Liu Peilin's nervous expression, Zhang Xueshan swallowed what he was about to blurt, and stretched out his right hand in front of Liu Peilin, whirling continuously.

Liu Peilin understood what he meant, and quickly took out a 500 taels bank note from his pocket.

Zhang Xueshan glanced around, seeing that no one had noticed them, he quickly reached out and grabbed the bank note in Liu Peilin's hand, shrunk it back into his robe, and then told Liu Peilin all the news he knew, like beans poured into a bamboo tube.

After listening to Zhang Xueshan's low-pitched narration, Liu Peilin's initially frowning brows gradually relaxed.

"It turns out that Emperor Qian dotes on a noble concubine in the harem, and ordered five princes to command [-] troops to the south. The purpose is to increase the prestige of the third prince Xie Wufeng. However, the forces behind these princes are intertwined, and they are not of one mind. Some princes The forces behind Hou are the other princes of the Qian Kingdom, and even the prince of the Qian Kingdom."

"The [-] troops of the Qian Kingdom are like more than a dozen wolf dogs tied to a chain, but they all have their own plans and cannot be twisted into a single rope."

Liu Peilin originally wanted to tell his father the news as soon as possible, but just in case, he decided to wait until the auction of Fenghua Building was over before leaving, at least to get a few rare grasses.

"Although Qian Kingdom's [-] troops may not really be able to attack the city, but prepare more precious herbs for life-saving and healing, so as to be prepared."

After getting what he wanted and solving his embarrassment, Zhang Xueshan thanked Liu Peilin, returned to his guest table, and began to chat with several scholars over wine.

At this time, the lobby on the first floor of Fenghua Building was full of seats, and there was a lot of voices.On the high platform in the middle, it is a special place to display this auction. Two young and beautiful women have already presented a brocade box.

Half an hour ago, the young maid from Fenghua Building came to the Accord where Xie Wufeng was, and told him that the auction in the afternoon was about to start.

After checking the bank notes on Xie Wufeng, the young maid specially arranged Xie Wufeng in the quiet room outside the circular corridor of the lobby.

It is said to be a quiet room, but it is actually separated by a screen on the left and right. There is a bead curtain hanging on the side of the corridor near the lobby. People in the lobby outside can't see things in the quiet room.

"My lord, is there really no danger in this way?" Wang Ensheng was still a little worried. After all, this is Bohai City of Yan Kingdom, and there are so many people around.

On the way to the quiet room, Wang Ensheng also met several generals wearing the armor of the Yan Kingdom, and the cold sweat on his forehead was almost frightened.

"Don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will take care of it." Xie Wufeng waved Wang Ensheng to sit down, don't be nervous.

Seeing that Wang Ensheng was still looking out of his mind, Xie Wufeng coughed, gave him a hard look, and reprimanded him in a low voice, "If you embarrass me again, be careful that I will lose you directly."

Hearing that His Highness no longer wanted him to follow, Wang Ensheng was even more frightened, so he could only step forward quickly, knelt down in front of Xie Wufeng and sobbed softly.

"Okay, don't cry anymore. You are such a big man, I don't want to pamper you like a child." Xie Wufeng shot a chilling palpitation between his brows. "stand up!"

It was the mighty aura of his previous life, exuded in an instant, it was oppression that Wang Ensheng had never felt before, his legs trembled in horror, he stood up tremblingly, and came to Xie Wufeng's side, his face was already pale as paper.

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