After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Moonlight and starlight.

Quiet streets.

When Xia Hua was shocked beyond measure by the blurted words of this senior named Li Xiaofeng, an old man wearing a uniform outside Wan Ke came out of the restaurant where Wan Ke came.

The old man holds a lamp in his left hand and a jug of wine in his right hand.

He came to the front garden.

He stood in the front garden for a while, looked around, and then walked in a certain direction with the lamp in hand.

He walked to a flowerbed and stretched out the lantern in his hand. He saw a few petals and leaves falling on the ground.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He walked into the flowerbed, bent down, and picked up a throwing knife under a bunch of flowers——

Li Chenan threw two throwing knives.

A handful is in Xia Hua's hand.

The other one is in the old man's hand at this moment.

He walked out of the flowerbed and sat on the stone outside the flowerbed.

He put down the wine jar in his right hand, and took out a throwing knife from his sleeve pocket.

Like Xia Hua, he overlapped the two throwing knives, and after being surprised for a moment, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He carefully put the two throwing knives into his sleeve pockets, picked up the wine jar, walked out of Wankelai as if nothing had happened, and walked into the deep alley.

He went to the east of the city.

But it's not the little fisherman's family on the small pier.

It was a mansion located in the east of the city that occupied a huge area but was very fortified.

This mansion is very famous in Zhaohua City.

It's called Homecoming!

There are square courtyards in Guiyuan.

But in the middle of the garden, there is a nine-story tower!
It also has a nice name.

It's called Lita!

Leave away.

It is said that there are many wild geese in the big wild goose lake in Guiyuan. Every winter, they fly south in groups.

It is said that the owner of Guiyuan loves those wild geese very much, and will cry when they fly away, so he built this tower to climb up and wave goodbye when those wild geese flew away.

It's for Li!
It is to look forward to the reunion next year.

No one knows who the owner of this garden is.

Because even if the vermilion gate of Returning Garden is opened occasionally, all the people who come out of the gate are airtight and dark carriages.

Even the driver of the cart is wearing a silver mask.

Judging from the appearance, the coachmen in Guiyuan are all powerful and skilled in driving carts, and they all carry weapons. They presumably are masters in the Jianghu, or strong men in the army.

The owner of this garden is probably an elegant scholar, he must be an extremely rich owner!

Ascot is a guess, but the rich master is definitely not a guess.

Because in Wu country, there is more than one place to return to the garden!
There is another one in Dongxu City, Kyoto!
It is five times bigger than the Garden of Return in Zhaohua City!
With such a huge manor in Dongxu City, where every inch of land is precious, the wealth is simply unimaginable.

I heard that there is also such a nine-story pagoda in Guiyuan in Dongxu City, and it is still called Li Pagoda.

But that Li Pagoda was not built because of the parting of the geese. As for the parting of the geese, very few people know the reasoning behind it.

The old man has a lamp in his left hand and a jug of wine in his right. It seems that he has been a little drunk in Wankelai, so his feet are a little frivolous.

It seems that walking is a little unstable, as if it may fall at any time.

But he just didn't fall.

He walked to a remote alley and stopped when he passed an octagonal pavilion.

He walked into the octagonal pavilion and put the lantern and wine jar on the stone table.

He went to the back of the pavilion.

Behind is a big yellow jue tree.

He looked left and right, but there was no one around. He stood under the tree and unbuttoned his trousers.

He peed half comfortably!
He turned his head suddenly.

Stop urinating.

There is a person in the octagonal pavilion.

This person had just slapped the mud seal off the wine jar and was pouring wine at the moment.

The sound of pouring wine urges to urinate.

He suddenly smiled, looked away and continued.

After a while, he walked back to the octagonal pavilion very comfortably, and sat opposite to the old man in the pavilion.

"Mr. Ding Da, why did you come here when you weren't fishing in Huaishan County?"

That old man turned out to be Mr. Ding Da!

Mr. Ding Da raised his snow-white eyebrows slightly, "The fish in Huaishan County are almost caught by the old man, and I want to go fishing in Dayan Lake next."

The old man waved his hand: "The owner of the garden is not at home, and without the owner's permission, the fish in the Big Wild Goose Lake...you can't catch it no matter what."

Mr. Ding Da didn't take it seriously.

He poured two glasses of wine, passed one over, looked up at the old man opposite, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Tu Er, how have you been all these years?"

Mr. Big, Mr. Second...the two should have been very familiar with each other, otherwise they wouldn't be so casual at this moment.

Mr. Tu Er picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, sighed leisurely, and said two words:
"not good!"

Mr. Ding Da was startled, "Thinking of the homeland?"

"Think fart!"

Mr. Tu Er put the wine glass in front of Mr. Ding Da, "What's there to think about breaking Ningguo? The master is in a bad mood, and my housekeeper... life is not as easy as it used to be!"

Mr. Ding Da raised his eyes:

"Do you know about Ningguo?"

Mr. Tu Er stared:

"I'm not deaf, so how could I not know! Even if those brats from the Imperial City Division no longer give me information, let me tell you, the master's information... I'm afraid it will come sooner than the Imperial City Division!"

"Changsun Jinghong, that bastard died outside Huaishan County. What did he say to you when he died?"

Mr. Ding Da also drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and he poured two more glasses of wine.

"Some things were said, and some things were guessed."

"He guessed something wrong."

"What's the matter?"

"His guess about Xi Wei was wrong, and his judgment about Concubine Li was also wrong."

Mr. Tu Er frowned slightly, "Is Xiao Wu the son of Empress Lu?"

Mr. Ding Da pondered for three breaths and nodded: "Yes."

"How to be sure?"

"Madam Fan herself."

"The old woman... She was a very wealthy person when she was young, otherwise, she would not have married Zhong Lipo. Her words... I still say what I said in the Imperial City Department, I can't believe it all!"

Mr. Ding Da looked at Mr. Tu Er, "I didn't come to ask you these things."

"Last year old, Changsun Jinghong came to Huaishan County and told me something. He said that Empress Lu's personal maid was named Siqin. On the night Empress Lu died, she escaped disguised as Li Chunfu's book boy and married Li Wenhou, son of Li Chunfu, was renamed Ding Xiaoe."

"Ding Xiaoe sent him a letter."

"There are only three sentences in the letter."

"The eldest son of the emperor is alive!"

"There are Yunshan Mountains in Shuzhou." (see Chapter 362)

Mr. Tu Er leaned over, but Mr. Ding Da raised his glass.

"... What's another sentence?"

Mr. Ding Da drank another glass of wine, looked at Mr. Tu Er, and said very seriously:

"Back then, Wang Zhengjinzhong sent Princess Yun'an and his wife to Suyang County, Qianzhou, Lingdong Road, but when he went again the next year, the small courtyard was empty."

"You were originally the commander of the Imperial City Division stationed in Wu, but in the first month of the fourth year of Zhaohua, you left Wu and went to Suyang County, Qianzhou!"

Mr. Tu Er frowned slightly, but Mr. Ding Da suddenly changed the subject:
"Ding Xiaoe's last sentence in the letter is..." (end of this chapter)