Chapter 242: The Water is Cold and the Wind is Like a Knife (Part 2)
The beginning of the midnight hour.
"Report!"
"The imperial army has passed the border of Yishan County, with the Imperial Guard as the vanguard, heading straight for Jizhou City!"
When a messenger soldier knocked on the tea room door hurriedly and said this sentence in a hurry, Wei Yanyu's expression did not look panicked, but rather relieved.
"Prince Wei"
She looked at Wei Changtian deeply and said calmly, "Excuse me."
"Madam Wei, you may go."
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "I'm waiting for your good news."
"I hope I won't disappoint you, sir."
Wei Yanyu answered meaningfully, bowed slightly and made a half blessing, then turned around and walked out of the tea room with the messenger, obviously to arrange for the defense of the city.
“This woman is very patient.”
Watching the two leave, Wei Changtian smacked his lips and muttered to himself:
"Although I don't know who the imperial spy in the Xu family is, I think Jizhou City should be able to be defended."
"Unless Ning Yongnian has a backup plan."
"Oh, what a hassle."
"The son of luck plus the ruler of a country, this is too much of a cheat."
"But luckily, my cheat is bigger than his."
“.”
The fragrant tea in the cup had become a little bland. Wei Changtian tilted his head back, poured the last cup of tea into his mouth, then stood up and walked out of the tea room.
Probably because Wei Yanyu had given instructions in advance, the guards guarding outside the house did not stop him, but allowed him to walk in Xu's mansion and just followed him from a distance.
There are many flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, which is kept tidy and quiet. In front of it is a small building whose purpose is unknown. The gray walls and black tiles have a strong ancient atmosphere.
The imperial army was approaching, but there was no panic in the Xu Mansion. Apart from a few guards in the mansion, there was not even a single soldier to be seen.
Maybe Wei Yanyu really had no intention of leaving a way out for the Xu family.
After standing in the yard for a while, Qin Zhengqiu also walked out of the house.
"Changtian, where is Madam Wei?"
"He left. I guess he went to make arrangements for the defense of the city."
"So the imperial court is indeed heading straight for Jizhou City?"
"Um."
Wei Changtian nodded: "Grandpa, the imperial court will most likely not be able to break into the city tonight. We will leave as soon as they withdraw their troops."
"good."
Qin Zhengqiu had no objection. After thinking for a while, he asked, "What about the grandfather and grandson who live in Luoguo Lane? Will they come with us?"
"this."
Wei Changtian hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go ask them. If they are willing, they can go with us. If not, forget it."
"Okay, I'll go with you later."
Qin Zhengqiu suddenly remembered something and then said, "Oh, by the way, about what you asked me yesterday, I just suddenly remembered someone."
"Xinghe Sword, Zhang Benchu."
"This man's surname is Zhang, he is a sword fanatic, he once reached the second rank, and his age seems to be right."
"but."
"But what?" Wei Changtian suddenly turned his head.
"But he died fifty years ago."
"Dead?"
Wei Changtian's first reaction was that he was faking his death, but Qin Zhengqiu seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and he shook his head and explained, "Yes, he is indeed dead."
"At that time, there was a sword master who claimed to be from the Far North and wanted to challenge all the swordsmen in the world."
"He killed more than a dozen swordsmen in Daning, and finally faced Zhang Benchu."
"The two fought all night on the Tianshan Mountain in Liangzhou. At dawn, Zhang Benchu showed a flaw and was beheaded by the swordsman with one blow."
"Many people saw this scene at that time, so it couldn't be faked."
“.”
The grass and trees beside me cast heavy shadows, and the wind was howling loudly through the deep corridors with raised eaves.
After Qin Zhengqiu finished speaking, Wei Changtian fell silent for a while.
It sounds like Old Zhang is not really that Zhang Benchu.
After all, his head had fallen off, and in this situation, even with a system, he wouldn't be able to save it.
"Forget it, let's not worry about this for now."
Shaking his head, Wei Changtian didn't ask any more questions.
He looked up at the night sky, and suddenly remembered what Old Zhang said while having dinner yesterday.
"I, the master, once killed Yama Luo with one sword."
Although I still don't quite believe it.
But I have to admit that Old Zhang's aura when he said this was indeed quite intimidating.
Half an hour later, Luoguo Lane.
"Old Zhang, the imperial army will soon be at the gates of the city."
"The city will be in chaos by then, and you probably won't be able to set up your chess stand anymore."
"If nothing unexpected happens, I will leave the city and return to Shuzhou tomorrow."
There was not even an oil lamp in the dilapidated house with drafts on all sides. Facing the old man and the child who were yawning all the time, Wei Changtian rolled his eyes and issued a "sincere" invitation.
"If you and Agou are willing to come with me, then pack your things now!"
“Heh~”
Another earth-shattering yawn, Old Zhang half-lying on the bed muttered vaguely: "It's the middle of the night, can't I sleep?"
"Aren't you leaving tomorrow? Then just come back and ask tomorrow."
"I clearly didn't sleep last night."
"Alas, those three young ladies are too proactive. I guess it's because our teacher is still as charming as ever."
Good man, can you please look in the mirror before you say this? ? "You."
Wei Changtian resisted the urge to curse and patiently asked again: "Are you leaving or not? Give me a definite answer!"
“No.”
“.”
Why are you talking about all this if you're not leaving?! Wei Changtian was furious and turned to ask Agou who was rubbing his eyes.
"Agou, do you want to come with me?"
“Heh~”
Agou opened his mouth and yawned: "I'll listen to Grandpa."
Okay, you two just stay here.
"Okay, if you don't want to leave, forget it."
Wei Changtian had no intention of persuading him: "But don't blame me if you die in this chaotic Jizhou."
"Disciple, you really underestimate me."
Old Zhang glared, looking a little unhappy: "Thinking back then, I was the same as your teacher..."
"Stop! You can keep these bullshit for yourself."
Wei Changtian waved his hand, took out a silver note worth one thousand taels from his arms, and threw it on the kang.
"Old Zhang, you and I are destined to meet, but I don't think we will have a chance to meet again in the future."
"You should be frugal with this money. Don't spend it all on those prostitutes foolishly. Save some for Agou's dowry in advance."
"Also, if you die early and Agou has no one to take care of her, then ask someone to take her to Shuzhou to find me."
"But let me make it clear in advance. Don't expect me to come to Jizhou to visit your grave. I don't have the time."
"Okay, go back to sleep, I'm leaving."
After saying that, Wei Changtian stood up and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, Old Zhang suddenly stretched out his hand.
"Disciple, wait!"
"Why? Changed your mind?"
"No, I don't. Disciple, can you call me Master again?"
“.”
Since they were going to say goodbye forever anyway, Wei Changtian didn't care about being taken advantage of by Old Zhang again, so he replied perfunctorily.
"Master."
"Hahaha! Great!"
Old Zhang responded with a smile on his face. The smile made the criss-crossing wrinkles on his face look like an ancient tree that has gone through countless years of wind and rain.
Wei Changtian didn't know why he was so happy, but he was too lazy to think about it. He just asked one more question before leaving just to try his luck.
"By the way, Old Zhang, have you ever heard of the name Zhang Benchu?"
"Zhang Benchu?" Old Zhang looked confused.
"It's okay, just pretend I didn't ask."
Wei Changtian shook his head, and the next second his attention was drawn away by a sudden loud noise from a distance.
"boom!"
“BOOM BOOM!!”
“BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!”
From one or two sounds to continuous ones.
The incessant roar was accompanied by the shaking of the earth, and even the tattered beam above the head was shaking and scattering sawdust.
There was no doubt that the fighting had already begun on the other side of the city wall.
Through the broken window, Wei Changtian turned his head to look at the "fireworks" exploding in the night sky, and no longer observed the situation of Old Zhang.
Nor did he notice the intense pain and struggle in the latter's eyes.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
