After resting for a night at Zunguan, Zhao Wuxi took everyone away from the stone fortress that spanned the peaks.

The road ahead is full of thorns and bushes, where wolves live and foxes live. Many places can only accommodate one car, so the team stretched a distance of more than a hundred paces, like a long snake crawling in the mountains.

Riders straddling the horses explored the road ahead, and the guards guarded Zhao Wuxi, Zhao Guangde, the two gentlemen, and the four chariots that Le Qi was riding.

Further back, the luggage that Wu Jing and others were holding was protected by the spearmen who were ready to fight at any time. They were the main force who helped the wheeler and Yuren repair the cart when the wheel fell into the ravine or the axle broke.

Zigong was also in the queue, looking at the road ahead, he couldn't help but worry about the porcelain on the car.

"Zigong." At this moment, Feng Rin came over and climbed into Zigong's car without a word, and the big cake face looked at him with a smile.

"I checked again. The flags used on the road, the talismans and ultimatums used at the pass, and the coins and silks used for employment are all missing. How are you doing here?"

Zigong sighed and said, "Cizheng is worried about the porcelain on the carriage. Although it is stuffed with straw and packed in bamboo baskets, it will inevitably be broken and damaged. I am afraid that when it reaches Shangqiu, only half of it will be left." already."

Feng Rin smiled and said, "I heard that Zigong used to be a businessman, but now he has done a repayment, and he has his duties, but he is still worried about these things.

His words were sarcastic, but Zhao Wuxi had summoned him a lot in the past two days to inquire about the history of the road. On the contrary, Zigong was busy managing the convoy, giving gifts to the friendly rulers of various passes along the way. The number of subpoenas is low. So Feng Rin has a feeling, at least in his own job. I am taking the place of this peer!

So, he couldn't help coming. Want to show off.

Seeing Zigong being mocked, but still smiling, Feng Rin continued: "Zigong and I are both returning people, and we are the gentleman's second-in-command on this mission, and the words of pedestrians and related etiquette are essential. Little. I've been on the road for five days, and the etiquette is a little unfamiliar, why don't you and I practice in the car, how about it?"

Zigong's smile became more intense, and he kept his attitude low: "Ci also thinks so. I was a businessman and suddenly became a returnee. Many things are not clear, so I have to learn from you."

Feng Rin was elated, but half a moment later, his bowels turned blue.

He found that Zigong could memorize the thousand-word diplomatic essay "Jueqin Shu" without omission, and Zigong was also perfect in the words of the pedestrians he had come across at the pedestrian bureau.

And as the poetry and etiquette that must be skillful in returning a person, Zigong taught him a good lesson.

"If it is taken out of context. This sentence is not as good as the other sentence, and it is easy to cause misunderstanding, it is better to use it sparingly..."

"This ceremony is to treat a small country. Although the Song country is inferior to Qi and Qin, it is a guest after Weizi, and Zhou's guests cannot be treated with the usual courtesy..."

Feng Rin ate several times in a row and deflated. Unable to bear it any longer, he asked tentatively, "Zigong...why are you so familiar with poetry, books, and rituals? Even the master of ceremonies at the pedestrian bureau is far inferior to you."

Zigong smiled humbly: "Ci was born in a family of merchants, and he didn't know the etiquette. He didn't hear poetry and books until a few years ago when he was in Qufu, Lu, watching Confucius' lectures. In the seventeenth year, he learned six arts, and within one year, he was promoted from a current student to a disciple, and was rated as good at speech by the master. Eighteen years of studying history, watching Lu's "Spring and Autumn", and reviewing poetry, books, rituals and music with the master every day, or teaching new The disciples who came, recited 200,000 words before and after, and kept them all in their hearts.”

I see! Feng Rin lost his confidence, and felt that his performance today was really like a funny and vulgar advocacy. He was about to flee, but Zigong was held back.

"Fengzi does not dislike that I used to be a businessman, and is willing to discuss words and etiquette with me. I am very grateful. The master once said, learn and learn from time to time, not to mention, you and I should communicate more in the future, so as to assist the gentleman to complete this. secondary mission."

Feng Rin's face was flushed with shame, so he had no choice but to obey. He secretly thought that Dr. Zhao's subordinates really have all kinds of geniuses. This time, with Zigong by his side, he had no chance at all, so he could only try his best to perform as a guide and guide. .

After subduing Feng Rin, Zigong sat in the car and looked up at the dark sky with the mountains in the distance, and murmured, "Is it going to snow?"

...

At the same time, in the four cars in front of the team, a conversation is also going on.

After the close contact that day, the cold war between Le Lingzi and Zhao Wuxi disappeared. Although he still ignored him in front of Le Qi, it was no longer because of lingering thoughts, but because of shyness.

Zhao Wuxi also ran more and more diligently in the four-wheeled car. During the boring journey, he talked with Le Qi about chess, the scenery of the Song Dynasty, and even the historical evolution, while watching the girl's red temples, It's also a good way to pass the time.

"The Assassin Biography?" But at this time, Zhao Wuqi frowned slightly after listening to Le Qi's brain-opening idea.

"Exactly, for more than two hundred years, there have been astonishing assassinations in various countries, some successful, some unsuccessful, but the ambitions and intentions are very clear. The reputation of the assassins has spread all over the world, and the common people love to talk about it. These strange people, so it is necessary to list them separately, so that future generations can know the current atmosphere."

Seeing that his wife was in a good mood, in desperation, Zhao Wuxi had no choice but to participate in this discussion and accompany him.

But chatting and chatting, Zhao Wuxi himself became full of interest.

"In chronological order, the assassin who bears the brunt is naturally Cao Gu."

Back then, when Duke Huan of Qi took the throne, he secretly hated that Lu had helped his elder brother, Gongzi Jiu, and almost sent someone to shoot him, so Qi Lu fought endlessly for a while. Cao Gu, a national of Luzhuang Gong, did not abide by the rules of war at that time in the battle of Changshao.

However, on the altar of the League, Cao Gui made a cameo appearance as an assassin, hijacked Duke Huan of Qi with a dagger, and threatened Qi to return to the lost territory of Lu. This incident, coupled with the previous "Cao Gui debate", he is naturally eligible to enter the biography.

"Kongsun Jiujiu, a retainer of the Zhao family who assassinated Gongzicheng, and Hujuju, who assassinated the father of the Jin State Tai Fu Yangchu, can also join in side by side. How about it?"

These two are their masters, and both acted as assassins in the struggle between Zhao and Hu. The outcome was different. Hu Fangju was executed by Zhao Dun, Gongsun Chujiu lived for another 30 years, and Cheng Ying made great contributions to protecting Zhao Wu in the difficulty of the lower palace, and assisted him until he reached adulthood - although the story of Zhao's orphans in later dramas is very big To a certain extent, it is made up, but these two loyal ministers who protect the Lord do exist in Zhao's family history.

Le Qi nodded, recorded it on the brief with a writing brush, and said, "In this case, the chuni cannot be missing."

This man was a famous Hercules in the time of Duke Ling of Jin. Under the orders of Duke Ling of Jin, he went to assassinate the authoritarian Shang Qing Zhao Xuanzi.

He sneaked into the Zhao family's mansion at dawn, only to find that the door to the bedroom had been opened. Zhao Dun was diligent in state affairs and was already dressed in court clothes and was ready to go to court. Because it was still early, I sat and closed my eyes and meditated, murmuring words of persuasion in my mouth.

This move of Zhao Dun moved Fang. Although he was an assassin, he also had the bottom line of loyalty. Really unable to kill the killer, he backed out. In embarrassment, he sighed outside the door and said: "Zhao Qing never forgets to be respectful, and is the leader of the people. Killing the leader of the people is disloyalty; betraying the mission of the monarch. Unbelief. As a scholar, disloyalty or unbelief is one of the violations, and also It's better to die." He bumped his head to death under the locust tree at the door.

Subsequently. There is also the favorite minister of Duke Li of Jin, Chang Yujiao, who asked to assassinate Sanque, was also selected. This man knows the situation. After the assassination, he successfully retired and was not implicated in the death of Duke Jin Li. A wise assassin.

However, he didn't want to leave next. Zhao Wuxi learned from Le Qi that there was no such thing as "leaving Qingji" in this era, and Qingji, the son of Wu State, is living well now. This oolong was so shocked that Zhao Wuxi hurriedly swallowed the words back, only saying that he heard rumors in the market, but he secretly thought that Taishi Gong had tricked him again.

Zhuan Zhu's assassination of Wang Liao is the last highlight of this biography. The plate of delicious and fragrant fried fish, the sword with the fish intestines of the gods in the world, the oath of Gongziguang, the hatred of Wu Zixu, and Zhuanzhu's brave and fearless death, all add a magical color to this story.

"Hu Zhuan Zhu's assassination of Wang Liao, the comet hits the moon..."

Le Qi also greatly appreciated this southern warrior. With the growth of the warrior class, the trend of good rangers and fencing has quietly emerged in the Central Plains, and assassins are even more talked about.

"It is said that Zhuanzhu's son was named Bo Yu, and he was honored by King Helu of Wu as a doctor.

There are also many warriors under Zhao Wuxi, who are very keen on collecting heroes from all over the world.

Immediately, he thought of another question: "In history, Yu Rang, who had a grudge with Zhao Xiangzi and assassinated him many times in a row, where is he now?"

After walking for a few hours, the convoy had already climbed over the highest peaks and ridges, and turned around to the outside of Yangchangban.

Zhao Wuxi got out of the cart and looked at the road in front of him. Yangchangzhang is the name of the ancient slope. It was named because of its rugged winding, winding, and shape like sheep intestines in the mountains.

Yangchangban starts from the original county of the Zhao family in the south and reaches Zeyi of the Han family in the north, with a total length of about ten miles. This is the most dangerous section of Taihangxing, which governs the throat of the ancient Jingluo road. The terrain is dangerous and the cliffs are towering. Looking around, I saw deep ravines, rugged and curved roads, and stubborn stones on the road.

Although it was only after noon, there were dark clouds over Yangchangzhang, fearing that it was about to snow, so Yu Xi, who was in front of him, sent someone back to ask whether he should continue walking or set up camp.

Zhao Guangde suggested: "The weather in the mountains is changeable, and the snow won't fall for a while. If you stay in the mountain pass, the roads are narrow and it's not easy to set up camp. You might get cold at night. road."

Wu Xie nodded, agreed with his suggestion, and ordered the team to move forward.

The convoy began to squeak and squeak again, and on a peak in the intestines of the sheep, where the riders couldn't see them, there were also several pairs of eyes silently watching the long snake-like prey lined up on the mountain road.

"The strong man~lightnovelpub.net~ is the black and red four-legged car." The young man with a bun in a gray suit and a simple three-footed sword pointed at the foot of the mountain.

"There is also the military chariot with the flag erected, which is a gift this time, and I hope the strong men will kill it together."

"Someone knows!" The person who answered was a sturdy and majestic man from the same land. He was nine feet tall and had an obvious scratch on his neck. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he placed the weapon tied with leather and silk on his back on the ground, and then skillfully untied it.

The weapon showed its true colors. It was a number of short spears with a golden cyan luster. The whole body was cast in bronze.

The big man held the short spear in his backhand, raised it high, and aimed at the motorcade that was walking down the mountain.

"With me Guyezi as an assassin, and on such a terrain, the other generation will surely die!" (To be continued. . . )

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