Bamboo horse, bamboo horse, cheating and fraud

Chapter 65 Acquaintances

I thought to myself, it's not an option to spend it like this, so I gritted my teeth: "Okay, one person does the work and the other person is responsible. I am willing to accept the punishment."

He said flatly: "It's good that one person does things and one person is responsible. Don't tell me this, but tell those dead brothers; also, you are the king of Dongyue, and Yan Yinshang is [-]% afraid of you. Besides Heavenly King Lao Tzu, who else can punish you?"

I was stunned by what he said, and for a long time, I turned my back to him with some dejection, and asked, "Okay, what do you think?" Dead face!

"Nothing to do, things have already happened, and it's meaningless to pursue them now. Besides, if you just look at the results, three thousand elite soldiers exchanged for a Yangcheng, and it's not a big loss..."

His remarks, which can be called "the prime minister can pull a boat in his belly", made me a little embarrassed. I always felt that I should say something to prove myself: "By the way, Xiao Luo, guess what I saw when the Yue Ming army entered the city? what?"

He followed my words and asked, "What?"

I turned over and stared into his eyes, saying word by word: "I saw a foreigner!"

Hearing this, he really frowned.

The look of astonishment that flashed across his face was very helpful to me, and I continued: "Yes, it is the foreigner with the hook nose and blue eyes. But the foreigner appeared out of nowhere and saved our lives."

Afterwards, I recounted the situation that day to him, and his face became more solemn, staring at me and asking: "You mean, that man in white also uses a fan?"

I nodded: "And the skill is very good!"

Hearing this, he nodded: "I probably know who he is, but I didn't expect that evil person to be alive!"

I heard that he seemed to know a lot of things, but when he wanted to get up, he touched the wound again, and gasped in pain.

He motioned me to lie still, and explained to me slowly: "Actually, there is another reason why Shen Qingcheng didn't accept disciples. It's just that people in the rivers and lakes keep it secret, and there are very few people who really know the inside story. If I'm not wrong, The person you met should be called Mei Liangxin."

I was so excited that I slapped my thigh: "Yes, yes, that's him, no mistake, I heard Ge Chengfeng call him 'good handsome'!"

He nodded, not surprised: "Actually, in a real sense, he is Shen Qingcheng's only apprentice."

I was horrified, and quickly held my chin that was about to fall.

He continued to speak unhurriedly: "Mei Liangxin's behavior style corresponds to his name'conscientious'. Back then, Shen Qingcheng saw that he was very talented, so he picked him out of a group of dead people and accepted him as a The only apprentice who taught him martial arts from hand to hand. But Mei Liangxin was very suspicious, very suspicious, greedy, and cruel. Qingcheng. Shen Qingcheng expelled him from the school in a fit of anger. Mei Liangxin has always held a grudge and designed to frame Shen Qingcheng. He became a rat on the street, and everyone got to punish him. Later, after the matter was clarified, there was no news of Mei Liangxin in Jianghu... that's all I know, I didn't expect him to be alive!"

Xiao Luo, who cherishes words like gold, said so many words in one breath, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, if Yun Rong was alive, I would definitely not let him off easily.

Xiao Luo also rarely showed a trace of regret on his face: "Mei Liangxin's reappearance in the world is not a trivial matter. Shen Qingcheng owes me a favor, and I am duty-bound to clean up his house. You don't have to blame yourself too much for what happened that day, after all, soldiers are impermanent." Victory, besides, we have finally taken down Yangcheng, a battleground for military strategists. You should rest well, keep your spirits up, and then we can discuss in the long term."

I nodded: "I would trouble you to order someone to investigate the matter of foreigners. I always feel that this matter is not trivial... In short, I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."

After I finished speaking, I suddenly realized sadly that precisely because of this sentence "I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake", the person who had spent countless long nights with me under the Geng Geng Galaxy became a victim of the struggle for the interests of the powerful.

I hurriedly changed my words: "Well... I mean, it's always better to be cautious."

He heard my subtext, and patted me on the shoulder as a comfort: "I also found that the frequency of foreigners seems to be unusually frequent during my trip to Beijing. Don't worry, I will order someone to investigate thoroughly in the future. I will notify you immediately if there is any news."

I suddenly thought of something, grabbed him and asked: "By the way, what are you rushing to the capital this time?"

He didn't answer me directly, but just prevaricated: "It's all trivial things that are not worth mentioning."

I am no longer surprised by this result, Xiao Luo's whereabouts have always been a mystery to me.

He said "have a good rest" and left the door, and then You Maobing walked in and handed me something—it was a letter.

"Brother, we found this from the clothes we changed for you. It seems to be a very important letter, and we dare not throw it away..."

Looking at the blood-stained letter, my heart suddenly became extremely heavy.

After a long time, I sighed and asked him quietly, "Do you know what kind of letter this is?"

He scratched his head: "Could it be a love letter written by a big girl to my big brother?"

I was not in the mood to joke with him, so I just said word by word: "This is the letter that General Shi gave me before he died."

"This..." He choked on my words.

"Don't call me big brother from now on, I'm not worthy to be your big brother!"

He seemed to feel a little reconciled: "No, you just..."

I frowned and waved my hands: "Go out, I'm going to rest!" Then I fell asleep with my back to him and ignored him.

He stood there hesitated for a while, and finally walked out, and then I heard the sound of the door slowly closing behind me.

I got up and looked at the letter for a long time.

Lao Shi is a rough northern man who is careless in everything he does. Only this letter, he folded it extraordinarily evenly, glued the seal carefully with paste, without any overflow.

I sighed, and slowly smoothed out the folds above and pressed them under the pillow.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the door, the sound was getting closer and closer, and soon came to the door—there were the screams of several men, the begging of that boy You Maobing, and the coquettish shout of a woman: "Don't stop me!" , Xiao Luo, come out and tell me where that heartless Chen Lang went?"

I feel that this situation and this scene are somewhat familiar, but too many things have happened recently, and I can't remember when I saw them.