The Bandit’s Strategy

[Chapter 83 The Third Young Master of Peacock Gate] Why don’t you blow something festive in the middle of the night?

The terrain of Hutougang is steep, and it is inevitable that a strong attack will suffer losses. This is also the reason why Wen Liunian has been standing still. But as soon as it involves the Da Ming Wang Yun Duanhun who disappeared decades ago, the meaning of the whole thing begins to be completely different. The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses who attacked the mountain were all deployed by Xiang Yu himself. Even if the government wanted to intervene, it would still Intentional but powerless. Even if Xiang Xun has always respected Wen Liunian very much, he always asks beforehand when he does things, but it is only inquiring-there are anti-thief in the mountains, not to mention a small prefect, even if it is a member of the DPRK, I am afraid. Don't have the courage to speak out to block it.

Later the next day, a secret guard came back to report that the two sides had started a head-on confrontation.

"How is the battle?" Wen Liunian asked.

"There are many agencies near the Tiger Head Gang, but there are many people under the commander, and many of them are elite soldiers, so it is unlikely that they will suffer." The dark guard said, "On the battlefield, death and injury are inevitable."

"Previously, I would never have thought that a mere tiger-head gang would alarm the tens of thousands of troops led by the President of the Imperial Forest Army and the court." Wen Liunian sighed, "I only hope that it can be stabilized earlier."

"There are more soldiers and horses guarding all the gates, and no outsiders will come in." Zhao Yue said, "The text has been posted, and the people must be careful recently, and you don't have to worry too much."

Wen Liunian smiled and said, "Speaking these things, it seems that you are the prefect."

"I don't want to be a prefect." Zhao Yue helped him pour a cup of tea, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even enter the government office."

"You shouldn't be bound by these things." Wen Liunian touched his chin, "it is suitable to be a bandit leader in Cangmang Mountain."

"If I really became a bandit, the first thing would be to rush down the mountain with my horses and tie you back to Chaomuya." Zhao Yue hugged him on his lap and sat down, "Even if the emperor personally comes to ask for someone ."

"Are you stupid?" Wen Liunian chuckled at his face, "You are also robbing someone else's home, so that you can count as a gain." How can you rob... his own family.

Zhao Yue laughed, leaning close to want to kiss him, but Wen Liunian covered his mouth: "Go back to Xiangfu first."

"Why?" Zhao Yue held his hand.

"Master caught a cold last night, and there are still many official duties that have not been completed." Wen Liunian said, "You will be distracted if you are there."

Knowing that he had always been extremely serious in doing things, Zhao Yue didn't insist on staying, and took the Jiyue Knife out of the government office, planning to go out on the street to buy him some dim sum milk to eat.

"Mr. Zhao, go buy food again!" The bandits were fighting in the mountains outside the city, and the people on the streets of the city naturally decreased. However, as long as they saw Zhao Yue, the big guys would still enthusiastically come up to say hello and greet you. Recently, how are the gods in the heavenly court, it seems that he is about to be ranked in the immortal class, very high-end and majestic.

Fortunately, Zhao Yue has long been accustomed to all kinds of strange problems. With a calm expression on his face, he bought dried milk and camellia, and went to the west of the city to buy shepherd's purse wontons. The nerd seems to be very tired recently, and he has to eat more to be energetic.

In the government office, Wen Liunian put the brush in his hand aside and stretched hard.

The red wolf quickly crawled out of the pen holder and dangled his tentacles to look at him.

Let's play it.

Wen Liunian took out the small box, carefully pinched it in, took it out together, and went straight to the backyard.

"My lord." Fang Cui was washing clothes in the courtyard. When he saw him, he shook the drops of water on his hand and stood up.

"Miss Fang is doing laundry again." Wen Liunian said hello with a smile.

The dark guard who was in charge of staring at Fang Cui was a little puzzled when he saw it.

"My lord has something to do with me?" Fang Cui asked.

"Come here and take a look." Wen Liunian said, "Aunt Wang went back to the countryside recently for something. If the girl has any needs, she can speak, but it's best to go out as little as possible."

"It's chaotic outside?" Fang Cui took the opportunity to ask, "I also heard the discussion from the people in the mansion earlier, saying that the bandits had already begun to be suppressed outside the city."

"Yes." Wen Liunian nodded. "It is an army deployed by the court personally, and even the official can't intervene."

"Regardless of who made the move, it is good to be able to take the bandit's nest away." Fang Cui said, "If you report to the court for meritorious service, you will naturally receive awards."

"The girl is wrong." Wen Liunian shook his head, "No matter how cruel, the Tiger Head Gang is nothing more than a gang of bandits. How can the officer go to alarm the emperor because of this."

"Then why did the court send troops?" Fang Cui was puzzled.

Wen Liunian said, "Because there are anti-thief in the mountains."

"Anti-thief?" Fang Cui opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, it is said that the identity of the head of the Tiger Head Gang is weird, and it seems to be related to the King Daming decades ago." Wen Liunian said casually, "The girl is from the south of the Yangtze River. Have you ever heard of Yun Duanhun's name? "

Fang Cui shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

"The official doesn't know much about this, but it's not important." Wen Liunian said, "Whether he is an anti-thief or not, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses are currently attacking the mountains. When the net is exhausted, Cangmang Mountain will be calm, and Cangmang City will become prosperous with it."

Fang Cui felt a little cold sweat on her palms.

The identity of the tiger head gang leader has always been a mystery. Even Zhang Shengrui didn't know anything about his past, and Huang Ying didn't even know it. He was surprised to hear that he was actually related to Yun Duanhun.

Daming Wang Yun broke his soul. Even though he was deliberately covered up by the court for many years, there are still many stories circulating on the east coast. There are both good and evil, gods and demons. No one can say exactly what his identity is. The storyteller loves to tell his story. Although the name has been changed for a long time and the dynasty has been changed, the insider can still know who it is. Fang Cui naturally had some impressions of this name, but at the time it was only regarded as a myth and rumor, but he did not expect that one day it would really be involved.

After coming out of the small courtyard, Wen Liunian went to the garden to loosen the soil again. He just clapped his hands and planned to go back to the bedroom to change clothes, but just happened to see Zhao Yue coming over.

"Where did you go." Zhao Yue wiped his face, "a face of dirt."

Wen Liunian obediently said, "Garden, I stopped by Fang Cui before."

"What do you want her for?" Zhao Yue frowned slightly when he heard the words.

Wen Liunian said: "An error."

Zhao Yue:...

"Now that she can't reach the outside world, she will naturally feel anxious." Wen Liunian leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear, "What do you think?"

"The method is good, but you are not allowed to look for her in the future." Zhao Yuedao, "the demon girl who came out of the cult, who knows what else is on her body."

"I brought the Red Wolf." Wen Liunian said, "The heroes who are chasing the Shadow Palace are also in the dark."

"No one can do it." Zhao Yue twisted the hot towel and wiped the dirt on his face. "It wouldn't work without me."

"Yeah." Wen Liunian grinned, "not next time."

"I bought wontons for you." Seeing him being so obedient, Zhao Yue bowed his head and kissed him. "There are also dried milk and green plum snacks."

"But at night there was a cured fish, which was specially brought back from Huguang." Now if I ate wontons, what would I do for dinner?

Master Wen fell into hard thinking.

Zhao Yue didn't speak, so he touched him personally on the side, watching him in a daze while eating tofu, and his hands became more and more preventive.

"Ah!" Wen Liunian finally reacted when he was touched where he shouldn't be touched, and kicked him.

The two were fighting in the house, but suddenly there was someone outside saying, "My lord." The voice was a little bitter, because he didn't want to be disturbed at this time, but there was no way.

"Something?" Wen Liunian wanted to open the door, but was pulled by Zhao Yue. He straightened the collar of his clothes and the messy hair for him, shaved the bridge of his nose and smiled, "I can't bear to show this to outsiders. ."

After opening the door, seeing the flushing face of his adult, Jia Ding stepped back unconsciously so as not to be hung from the tree by the head of Zhao Da and beat him: "A visitor is coming."

"Who is it?" Wen Liunian asked, pretending to be someone from the chasing palace.

"I didn't say where I came from, and I didn't have a name post, only the last name Zhou." Jia Ding said.

"Zhou?!" Wen Liunian gasped in an instant and asked with wide-eyed eyes.

When Zhao Yue heard it behind him, he felt a little bit in his heart. His surname was Zhou. Could it be that he was the foster father of a nerd?

"Yes, Zhou." Jiading nodded, "I am drinking tea in the front hall."

Master Wen's first reaction was-it's over.

If the foster father came to the door, it must be because I had heard the wind at home and learned that I had sneaked into this vast city. I would like to know that my father and mother would not agree, and I would be taken back directly!

"Don't be afraid." Zhao Yue patted him on the shoulder, "I am still there."

"..." If you weren't there, I guess the foster father would be less angry. Master Wen began to look around, planning to hide in the cabinet first. Why did he want to study in the first place, he should learn how to escape with strange people and things!

Jia Ding said again: "I'm a young master, he looks like Yushu Linfeng." There is still half a word, which is not inferior to the big master.

"Young Master?" Zhao Yue was puzzled when he heard the words-in the arena, he only said that the veteran of the Peacock Men Zhou martial arts Gao Qiang Yi Bo Yuntian, did not seem to mention that he was still good at keeping his face.

"Young...Master?" Wen Liunian was also startled, and a person flashed across his mind quickly.

"Otherwise, I'll take a look for you?" Zhao Yue asked seeing his eyes become more erratic.

"It's not necessary." Wen Liunian said, "I'll go and see."

Zhao Yue said: "I will go too."

Wen Liunian hesitated and nodded: "Yeah."

The more you go to the front hall, the more vague premonition in your heart becomes, so that the speed under your feet is getting slower and slower. Zhao Yue was by his side. Although he didn't say anything, he still had doubts in his heart. He was not a foster father, whose surname was Zhou, who could make a nerd so uneasy. Who is it?

"Zichu." A smiley greeting came from the ear, and the white-clothed man's eyes seemed to be smudged with ink, so dark that he couldn't see the bottom.

Standing at the door, Wen Liunian seemed a little dazed for a moment.

Zhao Yue patted him lightly on the back, and looked up at the uninvited guest. There was a bit of murderous aura in his eyes unconsciously, even he himself didn't notice it.

"Don't come here unharmed." The other party didn't even glance at him.

"Very good." Wen Liunian said.

"That's fine." The other party smiled, "After so many years outside, I am most afraid that you are not doing well."

The atmosphere in the house instantly solidified, and Wen Liunian's mind was also a little confused.

Zhao Yue said, "Who is your Excellency?"

The other party chuckled softly: "Who are you again?"

"It's the person I want to get married." Wen Liunian replied for him, and before the two were surprised, he took Zhao Yue's hand, "Introduction, this is the third master of the Peacock Gate, Zhou Mubai."

"The young master is disrespectful." Holding his palms into a cold sweat, Zhao Yue held his backhand firmly, the expression in his eyes became less clear.

There was a strange trace across Zhou Mubai's face, even if he returned to normal, he smiled and said, "It's a pity that I didn't bring a gift."

"Then hurry up and prepare." Wen Liunian said, "It's still too late."

Having been together for so long, Zhao Yue has never seen him show resistance to a person so obviously-even if he is angry, nerds always smile, instead of like now, almost have to write three words on the face. superior.

But even with such hostility, Zhao Yue felt that he seemed to be a little... jealous for no reason, good or bad, at least the nerd was different to the Zhou Mubai in front of him and the others.

"Is the third young master looking for something to do with me?" Wen Liunian asked.

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?" Zhou Mubai laughed.

Wen Liunian said: "I'm very busy."

Looking at the person who looked hostile to him in front of him, Zhou Mubai raised his head and drank a cup of tea, stood up and walked out, "I will come and see you when I pass by the boundless city. I live at the Furun Inn in the city. If I have something to do, I will come anytime. Find me."

"If you didn't happen to pass by, you wouldn't come, would you?" Wen Liunian asked behind him.

Zhou Mubai paused: "Yes."

Wen Liunian said: "The Third Young Master is so easy to leave."

Zhou Mubai strode out the door, the corners of his mouth that had been rising slowly calmed down, and there was also a bit of bitterness in the bottom of his eyes.

He hurried thousands of miles from the south of the Yangtze River to the boundless city, almost endless sleep along the way, even sleeping in the forest for a night is considered a luxury.

It's just that I finally arrived, but there was only time to send a gift.

I'm getting married...

The courtyard was so quiet that there was no sound, Zhao Yue gently pinched his chin.

Wen Liunian's eyes were a little dazed, but there was no sign of crying.

Fortunately... Zhao Yue hugged him in his arms: "What the **** is going on?"

Wen Liunian said dullly: "Dizziness."

Zhao Yue picked him up sideways and strode back to the bedroom.

I asked the kitchen to cook the wontons I just bought and fed them three to five. Wen Liunian finally said: "We grew up together."

"Yeah." Zhao Yue smiled and continued to cool the wontons in the spoon, carefully feeding them into his mouth.

"When I was a kid, I didn't forgive people." Wen Liunian chewed wontons and swallowed, "It's delicious."

"You haven't seen anyone forgiving in your mouth now." Zhao Yue wiped the soup at the corner of his mouth with his fingers. "It's natural and delicious. The boss paid for a double portion of pork."

Wen Liunian smiled, and rubbed his side again, his mood has recovered a lot: "He has good skills and often fights for me."

Zhao Yue ate a wonton by himself.

Wen Liunian stiffened with his mouth open.

This is not to be fed.

Haven't eaten enough yet.

Zhao Yue laughed and drew close to his relatives and kissed him: "Go on."

"Later he left without saying a word. It is said that he was going to travel the rivers and lakes." Wen Liunian said, "It's gone."

"Nothing?" Zhao Yue handed him the bowl, "Drink soup."

"It's gone." Wen Liunian drank the clear beef soup obediently while holding the large sea bowl.

Zhao Yue looked at him.

Wen Liunian's eyes dodged a little, and then said: "He is really good to me." It seemed so good that as long as he wanted it, there was nothing to be gained.

Zhao Yue hugged him in his arms: "I will treat you well too."

Wen Liunian leaned on his chest: "At that time, I was young, and I didn’t even know what I was thinking. I didn’t worry about anything at the time. Where to arrange it."

Zhao Yue's hand tightened slightly.

"Just before I think it through, he left a letter and left, saying that he was going to travel overseas." Wen Liunian said, "never come back."

"This is the first time we have met?" Zhao Yue asked.

Wen Liunian said, "Yeah."

"You are not allowed to see him again." Zhao Yue whispered in his ear.

Wen Liunian hugged his neck and said guiltily: "When I was in the front hall just now, I was just a little bit...Don't take it to heart."

"I know." Zhao Yue hugged the person tightly, "It's okay." To blame, I can only blame myself for not meeting him earlier and letting others pick up the bargain for nothing. For more than ten years, there is a person who is always by his side to stay with him. He will be ignorant and understand the strangeness of the heart, which is not a surprise.

"Actually, it's fine." Wen Liunian said, "Write a letter to tell the foster father, he will definitely be very happy."

"Why?" Zhao Yue was a little puzzled.

"It's not just leaving me without saying goodbye." Wen Liunian said, "Foster father has been looking around for so many years."

"No wonder." Zhao Yue said, "It looks good at Kung Fu, but I have never heard of it in the arena."

"Follow him. Wen Liunian buried his face in his arms, "I want to sleep for a while. "

"Now I'm asleep, it's time to wake up again at night." Zhao Yue squeezed his neck, "Hold on for a while."

Wen Liunian looked at him sleepily: "Oh."

Zhao Yue:...

Wen Liunian pretended to be dead on the table.

Zhao Yue couldn't laugh or cry, so he called for hot water to come in and watched him wash and drill on the bed.

After a while, Wen Liunian fell asleep comfortably, and the red wolf lying on his pillow, also sleeping soundly.

Zhao Yue covered him with a quilt and leaned against the head of the bed to accompany him for a while. Time passed slowly, and the night outside became darker, but there was a slight noise and the voice of the dark guard.

Opening the bedroom door, Zhou Mubai was standing in the courtyard, without a weapon in his hand, only holding a handle of Bai Yuxiao.

"Master." Seeing him come out, the dark guard also put away the iron whip.

"It's okay, it's a guest." Zhao Yue closed the bedroom door and said coldly, "What's the matter with the three young masters?"

"Forgot this during the day." Zhou Mubai put a letter on the stone table, "Give it to Zichu tomorrow morning."

The dark guards took in air-conditioning in their hearts one after another, and then they all looked at Zhao Da's house.

Amazing, this man is not only slightly handsome, but also seems to know the adult's nickname!

Zhao Yue said: "What is it?"

Zhou Mubai smiled: "What he wants."

The dark guard began to roll up his sleeves to prepare for a fight.

Zhou Mubai had already jumped out of the wall.

The dark guard had to put down his sleeves again.

Slightly cold at night.

The night wind blew the white letter paper on the stone table, and there was nothing on it, except for a pink peach blossom.

The dark guards came up: "Who is this person?"

Zhao Yue said: "The third young master of the Peacock Gate, Zhou Mubai."

"The name is not bad, and I am from my background." The dark guard said in a rush, "Martial arts is not low, looks good, and can paint peach blossoms." While speaking, there was a melodious flute in the distance, so he hurried again. Added, "I can also blow flute."

"So?" Zhao Yue asked.

So be optimistic about adults! The dark guard urged tirelessly.

Zhao Yue:...

"It must be a love letter, and it smells good." The dark guard picked up the letter and smelled it. "Open it and have a look?"

"Good, good!" The other person also echoed, "Then we will write another fake letter, and we are scolding adults throughout the article!" It's so witty, just do it!

Zhao Yue shook his head, took the letter from their hands, turned around and entered the bedroom.

The Jianghu mascot was very disappointed.

Wen Liunian was sitting on the bed looking at him.

"I still woke you up." Zhao Yue reluctantly handed over the letter in his hand, "It's Zhou Mubai."

Wen Liunian was wrapped in the quilt and didn't want to stretch out his hand at all: "Take it apart and take a look."

Zhao Yue picked up the fire-lacquered seal and glanced hurriedly.

"What is it?" Wen Liunian yawned.

Zhao Yue said, "You might really want to see it."

"Oh?" Wen Liunian finally stretched out a hand.

Zhao Yue said: "It's about Qingqiu."

Wen Liunian's eyes widened, and his spirits really came.

Zhao Yue picked up the quilt that had fallen aside and wrapped it around him again: "Be careful of colds."

Wen Liunian asked him to light up the light and read the letter carefully.

In the waters to the north of the Wa, there is an uninhabited island group. Because the wind and waves are too big and there are countless vortexes, almost no ships will pass by on weekdays, so no one knows it, and there will be a group of southern Xinjiang hidden in it. Cult, the leader is Qingqiu.

"No wonder." Wen Liunian frowned slightly.

Zhou Mubai traveled frequently in the East China Sea over the years. He also touched this island by accident and found some news secretly. He originally saw that the other party did not harm the Central Plains martial arts or harassed the fishermen everywhere, so he did not want to intervene more. Who knows When he was about to leave, he overheard the three words Cangmangcheng.

Wen's house and his elders may not know, but Zhou Mubai knows who the prefect there is. Although it was still unclear what the cultists wanted, they sailed out to sea overnight, returned to the interior, and rushed to the boundless city without stopping.

Along the way, I was talking about the imperial court sending troops to the Cangman Mountains to suppress the bandits. I didn’t know what was going on in the city, and I became more worried. It wasn’t until I saw that everything was fine after I entered the city. To him, he was completely relieved.

But I didn't expect that when we meet again in seven years, there will be more people beside him.

Also, when he left without saying goodbye, why should he wait.

Even if you have to wait, three years and five years are fine, seven years and eight years, how many seven years can a person have in one life?

Zhou Mubai leaned against the tree, and Bai Yuxiao shone a faint light under the moonlight.

The voice was far away, as if someone was crying in a low voice.

The dark guard was holding a straw stalk on the roof, feeling quite resentful. He didn't blow a bit of joy in the middle of the night after the third shift, and his heart straightened. One night and two nights can still be tolerated, if every night is like this, then we must buy a few suona and do it!

Inside the house, Zhao Yue took the letter paper from his hand: "Okay, go to sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

Wen Liunian lay back under the covers, put his arms around his waist, and continued to think about his thoughts.

The sound of the flute from a distance still floated into the room intermittently, Zhao Yue frowned and stretched out his hand, gently covering his ears.

Wen Liunian was still in a daze, and he didn't react for a while. He laughed out after thinking about it. He looked up at him, his eyes gleaming.

Zhao Yue lowered his head and dropped a light kiss on his forehead.