My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 152 I Really Don't Understand You

After hearing this, the young man in tight clothes wanted to refuse, but Manager Wei waved his hands again and again, so he could not refuse and had no choice but to agree.

Wait until we entered a private room inside.

Cao Duyou, who had gone silent from his rage before, widened his eyes and asked in a rough voice: "Sir, what's going on?"

He hadn't been back to the county town for several months. When he came back, he heard that a new restaurant with unique flavors had opened, so he wanted to stop by and try it.

Who would have thought that after entering the door, he would encounter such a situation. When did the restaurant owner become so impressive that he could make the son of the county magistrate surrender voluntarily?

"Ugh!"

The young man sighed. If the person in front of him was not his father's confidant, he would never have stepped forward to rescue him. Now that the other party asked him about it, he paused and had to explain:
"Don't cause trouble in Spring Breeze Tower in the future. As for why, my father didn't tell me. If you want to know, you can go and ask yourself."

"Forehead……"

Cao Duyou hesitated for a moment. He had a hot temper, but he was not stupid. He weighed it for a while and said hesitantly, "Is this restaurant owned by the King of Dai?"

In the Han Dynasty, the only people who could make the county governors retreat and remain secretive were the princes.

You know what, the bearded man almost guessed the answer.

"Ahem, I'm not sure. I just heard that, in addition to the North, there are also restaurants called Chunfenglou in Qi and Guanzhong."

That's all for this.

The young man stopped talking, and Inspector Cao on the opposite side also shut up and stopped asking questions.

The reason why he asked whether it was the property of King Dai was because the State of Dai was adjacent to Shanggu County, but now all the Manchus own it, so how could the King of Dai still afford it?

No prince can do it!

There seemed to be few royal families with higher status than the princes. It was not difficult to guess...

same moment.

Another group of people came into the outer lobby. They looked and dressed like they were not easy to mess with, but their words and actions were much more polite than the previous group.

"Dine in, bring some meat dishes."

The man who spoke was wearing a fur hat, with red and dry cheeks, a sheepskin coat, and a bulge in the bag on his chest. It was obvious that he was hiding something.

Manager Wei recognized the Wuhuan people's accent and could tell that they were poor, but there was no disdain on his face. He still greeted them with a smile and treated them well.

Everyone who comes is a guest.

This is what their boss passed down.

A few men of other races came into the lobby and sat down, attracting a few glances from the people around them, but they just looked and no one caused any trouble.

Those people ate with great enthusiasm. They finished their meals in no time, cleared the cups and plates, paid the bill and left.

They were no different from the Wuhuan people who had come to the city in the past to try something new.

just.

There was nothing different before leaving the store, but soon after leaving Chunfenglou and walking onto the busy street, something strange happened.

"Hey, brother!"

The man walking in the middle was caught off guard when his shoulders were suddenly hugged from behind, causing the four strong men around him to change their expressions suddenly and reach into their bags subconsciously.

"Haha, don't be nervous."

While embracing the man, Jin Midi said to the people around him in a relaxed manner: "It is not a wise choice for you to draw your swords in the county city. If your identity is exposed..."

He didn't need to finish.

Qu Bi, who had his shoulders put on him, waved his hand. Seeing this, the four guards around him slowly relaxed, but their eyes were still fixed on Jin Midi.

Jin Midi curled his lips, loosened his hand on his shoulder, and turned to the right side of an alley, "Come with me, let's find a place where we can talk."

Not long after.

In the back hall of a pancake shop in the east of the city, in a room where the two were alone, Jin Midi poured a bowl of hot tea for Qu Bi and said, "Next time you send someone to contact me, come here directly." Beep.

The tea bowl knocked against the table with a slight sound. Qu Bi glanced at the water with a few leaves floating on it, but did not move his hands.

"Tea, it helps to relieve the greasiness." Jin Midi sat down, his mouth slightly raised, "You just ate some meat, this is just right for you."

Hearing this, Qu Bi looked up, his eyes motionless, and said in a cold voice: "I took a huge risk to go south, not to listen to how you monitor me."

Jin Midi on the other side nodded, "That makes sense. Then you took such a huge risk to come south. Do you want to talk to me about your Hu Yanshi Yanshi?"

The words fell.

Qu Bi's cold face moved, becoming even more gloomy, and the look in his eyes as sharp as knives stared at Jin Midi!
Jin Midi remained indifferent and still looked relaxed.

"Look, I told you about monitoring you in the county town, and you were unhappy. I told you about monitoring you in the grassland, and you were unhappy again."

He spread his hands and said helplessly: "I really don't understand you."

Say it.

The room fell silent. Qu Bi stared at the person opposite him. Jin Midi looked at him calmly. One of them was vicious, while the other was calm.

After a while.

Qu Bi first looked away, took a sip of hot tea, and after he exhaled a stream of white mist, he said indifferently: "What's the matter that you are in such a hurry to call me south?"

Jin Midi wanted to reply, "Why can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?" However, considering the other party's tolerance, he didn't tell the truth.

Yes.

Jin Midi called Qu Bi to come south to meet him in person. There was really no serious business to do, he just wanted to reminisce about the past with him.

Lest this 'friend' become wild!

In the past six months, Jin Midi has been traveling around, trying to deploy the [A Guard] as much as possible. The results cannot be said to be rapid progress, but they can only be said to be satisfactory.

Establishing a local intelligence organization from scratch is not something that can be done overnight. Just like the layout of Chang'an City, it requires a lot of time.

Everywhere else it's just a framework.

But the north was the place that Jin Midi held on to most tightly, because of the little brother in front of him - the second son of the Great Khan of the Xiongnu!

Although the Xiongnu now have two great khans...

but it does not matter.

Jin Midi was the kindest man, he could help, "I heard that you now have two great khans, the grassland is becoming more turbulent, and there are fights every day."

"I called you here just to ask, do you need our help?"

The firewood in the brazier crackled, and the atmosphere in the room fell silent again after Jin Midi finished speaking.

Qu Bi's face was sometimes gloomy, sometimes ferocious, and sometimes fearful.

Sometimes it is full of hatred!
Jin Midi asked him if he needed help. Of course he did. If not, why would he travel thousands of miles to the enemy camp?

if there is not.

Why would Jin Midi ask this question on purpose?
When Wuwei and Julihu were competing for the position of Great Chanyu, the two men, after winning over the power of the royal court, went their separate ways. Wuwei went east to seek an alliance with King Zuoxian.

Go east from Juli Lake and seek the alliance of King Youxian.

however.

When Julihu went to the Western Regions to find the Right Wise King, he only took his eldest son with him, leaving his second son Qubi to guard the Chanyu's court, and that was all.

The key is.

Not long ago, news came from the west that Ju Lihu killed the former Right Wise King and supported his eldest son as the new Right Wise King, commanding the right department!

In the back hall of a pancake shop on the Han border, the young second prince of the Xiongnu whispered, "I think we do have some topics to talk about..."

(End of this chapter)