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Chapter 88

The sound of horseshoes came, Shen Kai turned his head to look, and saw a guard beside Zhang Hongdao galloping towards him on horseback.

"what happened?"

"Goro was assassinated!"

"what?!"

"As soon as I came out of Jinglue Mansion, Ah Fu was hit by a crossbow arrow, and Goro fell off the horse... I rushed to ask for help..."

Shen was startled.

The failure of chasing Li Xia all the way has made him lose his previous self-confidence and decisiveness. Without Zhang Wulang's command at this time, he felt a little lost for a moment.

Quickly withdrawing his mind, Shen Kai ordered: "You guys keep watching, and I will protect Goro."

"Yes."

"Walk……"

Across the high wall and courtyard, on the small building in Yang Guo's mansion, a guard named "Yang Fu" was standing there looking out of the wall.

Seeing those people leaving in a hurry outside the wall, Yang Fu turned around and walked quickly to the study.

Candlelight shines through the paper window, and an old voice in the study is chanting words.

"Westerly wind blows, grasses and trees set in the setting sun, geese shadow into the high cold..."

Yang Fu pushed the door open and entered, calling out, "Ah Lang."

Yang Guo, who was writing the lyrics, didn't look up, and said, "Don't worry, wait until I finish filling in the lyrics."

"Yes." Yang Fu cupped his hands and stood beside him.

Yang Guo frowned, penned for a while, and recited the last sentence.

"Let's let the wine go, the road to Shu, it's even more difficult now."

This is a song "Tai Chang Yin", after filling it out, Yang Guo shook his head, threw the brush in his hand casually, and sighed: "It's not comparable, it's not comparable... that person is young, but his words are far away." Above my old age...terrible."

"A Lang." Yang Fu called again.

Only then did Yang Guo turn around and said, "Let's talk."

"Yes, a group of people were evacuated outside, but there are still more than [-] people scattered around and staring at us."

Yang Guo Nianxu pondered for a while, and asked, "How is the situation in the city?"

Yang Fu said: "There was a big fire at Chongyang Temple, and the south bank of Longting Lake is hunting for Song people..."

"Still being watched outside the mansion?" Yang Guo murmured to himself, "Prepare the carriage, I'll go to Jinglue mansion."

"Yes."

Soon, the carriage was ready, Yang Guo didn't bring any other attendants, only Yang Fu drove out of the house.

Not long after he left, he opened the curtain of the car to look at it, and sighed: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight, go west, circle the lake, enjoy the moon, and then go to Jinglue Mansion."

"Yes."

Yang Fu turned the car around, glanced back, and said in a low voice, "Ah Lang, ten people followed."

"understood……"

In the moonlight, the master and servant had no other words.

The carriage circled to the south of Longting Lake, and then drove towards Baogong Lake for a while. Yang Guo stood on the shaft of the chariot and watched the fire at Chongyang Temple before turning to Jinglue Mansion.

"Ah Lang, there are more and more people following behind."

"To Zhishiyuan..."

The carriage suddenly sped up and drove to the side door of Zhishi Garden. Yang Fu stepped forward and knocked on the door, and a servant in Tsing Yi opened the door to let them in.

A group of soldiers from behind chased him, and the servant in Tsing Yi flashed a signal, the soldiers did not dare to do anything wrong, they just waited outside the door.

In Zhishi Garden, the carriage stopped.

The courtyard was silent, and no one came to disturb it.

Yang Guo sat in the carriage, sang opera tunes, and sang a song he wrote.

"The sky also seems to have nowhere to spread my sorrows, dipped in frost and wrote all over the clouds. Singing and singing with a strong heart, don't teach Wanli Guanshan to rely on dreams..."

The old voice is leisurely.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

After a while, Yang Fu got out of the carriage, glanced under the carriage, and then circled around the back.

"Li Xia?" He suddenly called out.

No one answered.

"Ah Lang, that person didn't come."

Yang Guo smiled wryly, and sighed: "It's impossible to think about it, I think highly of that person, let's go..."

"Yes……"

Yang Fu drove to Jinglue Mansion, Yang Guo went in and out, and it didn't take long before he turned back to the mansion.

However, they were searched four more times along the way, and the master and servant also let the soldiers search the carriage.

Finally back home, Yang Guo shook his head and sighed, "It was a waste of time."

Yang Fu said in relief: "Ah Lang doesn't have to take such a risk, and let those people go."

"That's it, that's it..."

Yang Guo was 61 years old at the time, and was very tired after walking around the city tonight, so she walked towards the study with her hands behind her back.

There was a slight creaking sound, Yang Fu pushed open the door, and lit a candle...Suddenly, he was startled, almost shouting.

"Ah Fu." Yang Guo scolded softly, "What are you panicking about?"

"Who are you?! Let go of my family, Alang." Yang Fu pressed the knife and shouted in a suppressed voice.

In the room, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest was holding a long sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Yang Guo's chest.

"Don't move, anyone who dares to move, I will stab him to death."

Yang Guo seemed to smile, and said: "You are Li Xia? It seems that I have underestimated you, put down the sword... Fu, you go outside the house and watch, don't let anyone come in."

Yang Fu agreed, glanced at Li Xia again, turned around and left the study.

It can be seen that the figure of the guard was reflected on the paper window by the moonlight, and he did not call for anyone.

In the study, Yang Guo stared at Li Xia, confirming his identity with just one glance, and his face gradually sank, becoming calm and arrogant.

"What's going on with Song Ting? Why did you send someone here now?!"

Li Xia was slightly surprised.

In his eyes, the old man in front of him had an extraordinary bearing, but straight to the point, he seemed a little...too lacklustre.

Li Xia originally thought that Yang Guo would be an old fox who was good at political power, but now he looks like a scholar-official.

This made him faintly feel that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, it was precisely because he was a literati that he did the thing of delivering information for the Song Dynasty...

Li Xia put away the long sword in his hand, but didn't answer right away.

Yang Guo glanced at him, and the accusation on his face became stronger, and he said another sentence with hatred.

"In October last year, I sent someone to Lin'an to inform the south to send someone over, but now it's July, what a mistake! Where is the person? When will you come to see me?"

Li Xia didn't know who he was going to see, so he didn't answer again.

Yang Guo ignored the long sword in his hand, personally lit a few candles, put them on the table, sat down on the grand teacher's chair, looked up at Li Xia, and said, "Where is the master? Are you just a kid talking about big things?"

"I am the one who can call the shots."

"ridiculous!"

Yang Guo was obviously more excited and angry than Li Xia. After saying "ridiculous", she turned her head angrily, her chest heaving unceasingly.

It was quiet in the study for a while.

Finally, Yang Guo let out a long sigh, and said, "I'll understand if you don't tell me... It seems that Zhao Song never takes me seriously, does he?"

Li Xia still didn't answer, looking at the poem Yang Guo left on the case.

"Westerly wind blows, grasses and trees set in the setting sun, geese shadow into the high cold. And let the wine intestines be wide, the road to Shu, now it is even more difficult."

He doesn't know much about poetry, and he can't see the meaning in Yang Guo's words, but he can vaguely feel...the other party has some expectations.

Yang Guo followed his gaze, and sighed: "In terms of writing lyrics, I am not as good as you, and I can't match your two poems."

"I copied it, I don't know how to write lyrics." Li Xia asked, "Where is Lao Gui?"

"I don't know." Yang Guo snorted coldly: "It's been so long, he must be dead... Heh, three months have passed, and he still came to ask 'Where is the old man', it's ridiculous."

"What about the information?"

"I gave it to him."

"What kind of information is that? Is it important?"

"Is it important?" Yang Guo asked back, furious.

He stared at him with old eyes, and yelled at the desk: "Zhuzi! Who do you think we are? High-ranking officials are rich and have nothing to do, and taking the risk of killing your family can't entertain you?!"

~~
At the same time, in the distant city of Lin'an, someone was playing chess.

With a soft "pa", a pawn crossing the river was taken out from the chessboard.

"Eat you a pawn."

Smiling to the person sitting, he removed a "face" casually, and wrote lightly: "Pawns are useless...general."

"Good chess skills, I lost this game."

The little boy came forward to collect the chess and let the Alangs chat.

"By the way, the information from the north?"

"Useless things, what to do with them..."

~~
Inside Kaifeng City.

Yang Guo's anger, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally burst out again, and she kept patting the table with all her strength.

"Boom, bang, bang..."

"You're going to kill me with your anger! You'll kill me with your anger!"

Pained from the palm, the old man finally slumped down on the grand master's chair, his eyes full of disappointment and annoyance.

"The Tao of Shu, it's even more difficult now! It's even more difficult..."

(End of this chapter)