contend

Chapter 57
Pushing the door open, I saw Yuan Xiao's weird eyes, and even took a peek inside.

A look that all men understand.

Yang Zheng suddenly felt more wronged than Dou E. You are only allowed to warm the bed for others, but you are not allowed to increase your relationship normally?
Isn't this only allowing state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps?

I didn't know what happened just now, but I was alone in a room as I was walking.

"Hmm." Yang Zheng coughed twice, with a serious face.

Yuan Xiao quickly retracted his eyes, "General, you are ready."

Yang Zheng drove away the distracting thoughts in his mind. No wonder the country failed after the Wei and Jin winds played hooligans. He was addicted to wine and sex every day, so why would he be in the mood to deal with big things?
"go!"

Outside the door, there were two old soldiers dressed in normal clothes, one was slightly hunched over and looked sloppy, the other was of medium build and ordinary-looking like a passer-by, without the slightest murderous look of an old soldier in a bloody battle.

Yang Zheng couldn't help secretly praising Yuan Xiao's ability to handle affairs and his thoughtfulness.

But such a person, in this world, is nothing more than cannon fodder after all.

Only a few lucky ones from the bottom struggled up, and most of them suffocated in the shadow of the dark age.

The Western Jin Dynasty established the country. In view of the intensified Qiang-Hu rebellion, Yuhan set up guards to continuously strengthen the status of Yuhan.

100 years later, Ma Qiu led an army of [-] to attack Qianliang. The city was besieged several times. After a hundred days of fighting, the Zhao army suffered tens of thousands of casualties and saved half of Qianliang.

The city of Fanghan in this era was not big, but because it connected the north, south, east and west, and was located at the junction of Qiang and Han, it already possessed considerable geographical and commercial value.

That's why the Qiang people would plunder this place first.

After the Qiang chaos subsided, business travelers returned one after another.

Majia Guest House is one of them.

It is rumored that the shopkeeper is from Wuwei, and his business spreads throughout Guanzhong.

Since the Zhou Dynasty, there have been posthouses, but most of them serve the officials.

Wei Wu noticed the business opportunity, and issued a guest house order to allow businesses to operate.

From then on, guest house business became very popular in the state of Wei.

As the sky was getting dark, Yuan Xiao pretended to be a Luoyang businessman selling animal skins, while Yang Zheng and two old men dressed up as servants and guards, and stayed in the inn.

However, the guesthouses of today must not be compared with the hotels of later generations.

The inside of the museum is very simple, there is nothing to ask for.

All kinds of people gathered together, and even the horses were tied directly in the hall.

After paying the money, you can get the wooden sign of the guest house to check in.

Chaos also has the benefits of chaos, just to fish in troubled waters.

It was still early, and people coming and going led horses and tallied goods, and acquaintances talked and laughed loudly, mixed with the accent of Qiang people.

With Longshan as the dividing line, the Guanzhong accent is slightly different from the Longyou accent, and the Hexi accent is even more different.

The four of them waited in peace in the house.

Yang Zheng closed his eyes and rested his mind, while the two veterans took turns guarding and observing the situation outside.

The suspicious person is next door, and he brought a woman with him.

The sound insulation effect of this kind of guest house can be imagined.

In the dead of night, the constant sound of laughter came through the wall.

"Thief!" Yuan Xiao scolded.

Fortunately, Renren passed away.

A stick of incense fell into silence next door.

Then there was the sound of a woman opening the door and leaving.

Throughout the night, this was the biggest movement.

In the morning, Yang Zheng's eyes were red, "Could it be a mistake?"

Yuan Xiao said in a low voice, "Maybe the person he was waiting for didn't arrive."

It's possible, but unlikely.

There should be something suspicious about entering Fanghan, but it doesn't have to be the one next door.

It is impossible for Yang Zheng to keep an eye on this place all the time, city defense, training, reclamation, all kinds of things are intricate.

"I will leave this matter to you, and I will add two more people to you."

Yuan Xiao nodded.

Yang Zheng brought an old soldier to go back to the barracks.

Most of the guests were still awake, and only the servants slept with the horses in the hall.

On the way back, Yang Zheng felt the need to set up a dark force.

Doormen, dead soldiers, and assassins are not uncommon in this era.

The leader of Xianbei, Ke Bineng, died at the hands of the assassin Han Long.

According to historical records, the Sima family also raised many dead men?Jiang Wei of Shu was also famous for raising the dead.

But now I can't afford to support myself, so I can only win him over with kindness.

It is best to have a common goal.

"General!" While thinking, the old soldier beside him whispered, "Someone is following you."

It was still early and there were not many pedestrians on the road. Although the man was careful, he was still spotted by an experienced old soldier.

Yang Zheng was taken aback. He came to follow others, but he didn't expect to be followed.

Doesn't this mean that yesterday's stalking was correct?

It seems that the other party is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Don't disturb him, and don't go back to the barracks, go out of the city." Yang Zheng was very interested.

The two walked like nothing happened, sometimes stopping to watch.

The man followed.

Yang Zheng suddenly thought of a possibility, if the other party was a spy, he should leave the city immediately instead of staring at himself.

Although Fuhan City has strategic value, for the people of Shu, frontier towns such as Didao, Shangyu, Chencang, and Jicheng are more valuable.

It is very likely that the other party is not meticulous.

Yang Zheng thought carefully.

Isn't it why the secret service is so sneaky these days?

Could it be that he was sent to assassinate him?
Yang Zheng was startled. It seemed that this was the only possibility. He immediately thought of Li Mi.

Only he has this urgent motive.

"Capture this man alive!" Yang Zheng whispered.

The old pawn nodded.

The two suddenly parted from the left and the right at the corner of the alleyway.

Yang Zheng blocked the front, and the old soldier quickly copied the back.

Subtle footsteps came from the alleyway.

The man was very cautious, and seemed to be listening to the sound of footsteps, approaching slowly step by step.

Yang Zheng jumped out suddenly and shouted, "The thief is bold!"

The man jumped like a frightened cat, turned around and ran away, but was blocked by the old pawn behind him.

Yang Zheng pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand and stared at the man. He was not very old, in his thirties, short in stature, a little wretched in appearance, and didn't have much murderous aura on him.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?" The other party asked back, with more doubts on his face than himself.

This rhetorical question has exposed a lot of useful information.

For one, he doesn't know who he is.

Second, since he doesn't know who he is, he is not an assassin sent by Li Mi.

This is strange.

Not a spy, not an assassin, what are you doing so sneakily?
Yang Zheng slowly pulled out the horizontal knife and stared at the other party coldly, "You have only two choices now, either die or tell everything you know!"

The killing spirit on the battlefield was released instantly, and a cold wind seemed to blow in the alleyway.

One must die to be killed, one must live to be captured!
If this person had the will to die, Yang Zheng didn't want to talk nonsense, killed him, and then led his troops back to arrest everyone in Feng's guest house, and tortured them one by one.

The more unpredictable the other party's motives, the more tricky it is.

In front of Yang Zheng's murderous aura, the man was sweating profusely, and there was a ring-sword in his waist, but he dared not pull it out.

"If you don't reply within three breaths, you will be punished!" Yang Zheng said coldly, further breaking down the opponent's psychological defense.

"one!"

"two!"

Yang Zheng raised the knife and moved forward.

The man finally collapsed, "Don't, don't kill me, I am the guard of the Feng family and guest house!"

The guard of Feng's guest house?
Yang Zheng suddenly understood why he didn't hear anything all night.

It turned out that the person the other party was contacting was Feng's guest house.

When Yuan Xiao booked the room next door, others were already alert.

But things seem to be getting more interesting.

What does Feng's guest house want to do?
(End of this chapter)