After the assassination in the Zhong Mansion, everything in the mansion was still in order. General Zhong Shentong didn't even show up. Only Zhong Liang stood in Lu Gui's courtyard for a while and asked the maid Liu Daogu a few questions casually. He then glanced at the ground that was affected by the sword Qi without any serious expression. Seeing the tall and sturdy Zhong Liang, Lu Gui sighed in relief. Although he didn't like this person's rebellious behavior when he was young, sometimes he felt lucky that he wasn't the enemy of the second son of the Zhong Family. In Lu Sibu's eyes, Zhong Liang's behavior was absurd and unfathomable. When he and his peer, Zhong Shentong, were still studying hard at home, the young Zhong Liang had already killed many people. It was said that he went to the Princess's Tomb before reaching the age of 20, so he missed the ceremony. Later, when he got married, the bride was carried into the Zhong Mansion in a sedan chair with eight carriers, but the groom was nowhere to be seen. His misdeeds made the old master of the Zhong Family so angry that he fumed with anger. When the old master died, Zhong Liang didn't even get to see him.
Lu Gui felt relieved not only because he saw the devil Zhong Liang in the mansion, but also because he didn't know. He had heard about Zhong Gui's sudden death from his daughter Lu Chen, but he didn't believe it at all. However, right after Zhong Gui's death, there was a brilliant assassin who openly entered the mansion to target Zhong Tan, which indirectly proved Lu Chen's words. This was great news for the Lu Family. Fortune and misfortune came hand in hand. His daughter's disfigurement, Minghun, and entering the Emperor Qin's mausoleum would give the entire Lu Family a generous reward once they returned to the Southern Dynasty. Lu Gui thought of his poor daughter and said something contradictory, "It's a pity she's a daughter, but fortunately she's a daughter."
In Helian Wuwei's family, the only thing that was worthy of the title of the Commandant was probably the spring water into the mansion to make a lake. It was late at night, but he didn't feel sleepy. Without Lu Yang's presence, the three men were talking enthusiastically. They were all rough people and seldom talked about the classics. After talking, Hsu Fengnian knew that in the eyes of the Commandant of Helian Wuwei, Chen Zhibao was worthy of being called a commander among the six adopted sons of Xu Xiao. However, for the next two generals who were slightly inferior, Chu Lushan actually talked about the fat man who brought shame to the Commandant of Helian Wuwei's army before Yuan Zuozong. The Commandant of Helian Wuwei, who held the power of a province, didn't hold a grudge. On the contrary, he didn't hide his admiration for Chu Lushan. He said that Chu Lushan's management of the army was strict and he was especially good at leading a lone army deep into the hinterland of certain death. He was truly a lucky and fierce general who had fought hundreds of battles on the battlefield. Because of his age, Hsu Fengnian missed the national wars during the Spring and Autumn Period. As for Chu Lushan, he only remembered his smiling white and tender fat face. He was so bloated that his eyes and neck couldn't be seen. It was hard to imagine him leading an army to break through the enemy lines. Today, after hearing Helian Wuwei's praise, he suddenly realized that if Chu Lushan really rebelled, it seemed that there would be endless troubles in the future compared to Yuan Zuozong secretly supporting Chen Zhibao.
Helian Wuwei drank a mouthful of wine. His face was red and his skin wrinkled like pine grain. He looked more like an old farmer. "I've heard of some gifted sons of aristocratic families who practiced martial arts and eventually became masters. I've never heard of a son of a feudal lord who could achieve great things."
The white-haired Old Man said, "This kid is lucky to have Jian Jiuhuang and Li Chungang as his masters. If this Old Man had a Tide-listening Pavilion when he was young, I'm sure he would have reached Level One before the age of eighteen. With the guidance of a master, he would have reached the Finger Mystery Realm before the age of thirty. "
Helian Wuwei squinted. "If you were the Heir of Beiliang, you would have been reincarnated eighteen times."
The Old Man glared at him. Helian Wuwei was not afraid of his demonstration and was too lazy to pay attention. Hsu Fengnian laughed at himself. "It's just good luck. Taoism says that from the time of conception, a man's innate talent is based on eight. After the age of seventy-eight or fifty-six, there is no vitality left. Only the acquired Qi is left. That's why rich old people, when they are old, believe in Huang Lao and seek immortality, it's often an extravagant hope. They can only slightly prolong their life. Practicing martial arts is very important before the age of eight. If one doesn't work hard before the age of sixteen, it's almost impossible to become a master. When I was young, I wanted to become a top swordsman or a first-class swordsman. But it was delayed. Later, it was because I went to Wudang Mountain and was taught by Master Wang. Later on, my realm climbed rapidly. In the end, those who rely on themselves are few. Those who rely on their family background are many. "
Helian Wuwei shook his head. "I don't like to hear that. I've been there and I know how difficult it is. "
The white-haired Old Man finally spoke some words of conscience. "Actually, you have some tenacity. This Old Man is embarrassed to deny it. But let me pour cold water on you. In this lifetime, you won't be able to catch up to those monsters. "
Helian Wuwei scolded, "You're the one who talks the most nonsense!"
Hsu Fengnian laughed. "When it comes to martial arts, it's better to practice it first."
The Old Man was stunned. He muttered, "He's the same as Jian Jiuhuang."
Hsu Fengnian acted as if he didn't hear that. He asked a key question, "Uncle Helian, did you agree to intercept the river and let the Emperor Qin's mausoleum surface and see the light of day again?"
Helian Wuwei narrowed his eyes and drank. He pondered for a long time. Then he slowly said, "Originally, this old man didn't want to bite the bait. Later, when the big idea came to the mansion, I changed my mind. Who is the cicada, the mantis, the oriole, or the slingshot? It's up to the heavens. "
Hsu Fengnian suddenly laughed. "Uncle Helian, I want to learn from you about managing the army and politics. Whatever I can learn is still a little bit."
The old Head of Discipline said frankly, "I won't hide it. I don't have a son or a daughter. It's not easy for me to save up some ink and knowledge. I can't take it all to the grave. I'll say it first. If you really want to learn, you have to come with me. I don't know much about books, and I'm not willing to teach you. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and nodded. The Old Man muttered, "You officials and soon-to-be officials don't have a moment of leisure. It's even more boring than practicing martial arts."
The old man and the young man looked at each other and laughed. If talking about military and politics with the Old Man wasn't like playing the lute to a cow, what was?
While drinking, Hsu Fengnian was silently calculating in his heart, as if he was playing a chess game.
The Princess's Tomb was divided into two parts. The greater part was in Luoyang. It seemed that other than the Foreign Official Helian Wuwei, there were no other forces that could be mobilized. The fatal thing was that this Commandant of Discipline did not want to get too involved. He wanted to watch the fire burning on the other side of the river. Even if he had substantial support, it was impossible for him to brazenly mobilize the powerful and well-trained Jade Army. Fortunately, there was the white-haired Old Man Chu Kuangnu. If there were no accidents, he would personally get involved.
On the other side, Little Idea had colluded with Zhong Liang. He should at least turn a blind eye to the opening of the Emperor's Tomb. It was even very likely that he wanted to get rid of the shackles of his identity as the 800-year-old Guardian of the Tomb.
There was no need to talk about the Zhong and Lu families. Even the powerful minister Zhong Shentong, who was on the same level as Helian Wuwei, had personally come to Xihe Province. The power of the aristocratic families was bound to be shocking.
Apart from this, it was not clear whether there would be some disorderly mountain heads that would come for profit. However, there would definitely be some, and they couldn't be underestimated.
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