A scholar of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

"The old man is already on the shelf!" Li Xiaogong had nowhere to vent his anger, so he just crushed the letter in his hand, "Gu Qing, if things go wrong this time, you will have nothing to eat."

"Be polite." Gu Qing smiled and waved his hands.

On the other side, Su Dingfang and Chu Suiliang were also making arrangements to cut off several major rivers in Guanlong according to Su Dingfang's plan.

"The troops in Guanlong will definitely take action." Su Dingfang looked at Chu Suiliang, "Can we do it then?"

"You can do it." Chu Suiliang nodded, "As long as you don't hurt the people, you can kill them directly if you encounter soldiers and horses from the powerful. We don't have to be too polite. Standing behind us is His Majesty Tang. As long as Guan Long dares to To make trouble with them is to make trouble."

"The Dugu family has been convicted of rebellion, but the other clans in Guanlong have not been convicted of rebellion." Chu Suiliang instructed, "If possible, it is best to arrest the living and torture to extract a confession. You must be convicted of rebellion. When the time comes You can open a hole, and we don't have to take it too seriously."

"That's true." Li Tai agreed with Chu Suiliang's point of view, "I heard that the Dugu family was burned down, who did it, and the head of the Dugu family is also missing."

"It is said that it was done by the ranger. I don't know the specific reason here. It happened very quickly. I just heard some news and I didn't enter Guanlong." good thing.

There are many doubts, not only Su Dingfang, but Lian Chu Suiliang can see that what happened in Guanlong these days is very confusing, and I always feel that something is wrong. Since Di Renjie went to take people from the Dugu family, what other forces have also entered this place? In the second battle.

After the matter was arranged, Su Dingfang sent several generals to cut off the water sources in the upper reaches of several rivers in Guanlong. At the same time, the various clansmen who received the invitation letter from Li Xiaogong also made a decision.

They did not reject Li Xiaogong's invitation to a banquet, but turned around and sent invitations to Hejian County King.

"The old man won't go!" Li Xiaogong turned his head step by step, "Gu Qing, don't waste your time talking! The old man won't go."

"Of course you can't go!" Gu Qing said, "When the river in Guanlong is closed, we will hold a banquet in front of the army and invite them to come. I don't believe they won't go out."

"That's about the same!" Li Xiaogong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then the King of Hejian County took Fang Tian's painted halberd and chopped off the dogs' heads of those powerful figures, as a warning to everyone else, and the troubles of Guanlong were settled." Gu Qing nodded solemnly, "Mmm! Isn't it beautiful?"

"Can you be dissatisfied with nonsense, kid? If you talk nonsense again, I will go back to Chang'an, and I won't go to Guanlong for this muddy water!"

Li Xiaogong stayed away from Gu Qing again, and never left his camp again!What Gu Qing came up with was nothing to worry about, looking towards Chang'an and muttering to himself sadly, "I really want to go home."

"How can you say that you are anxious." Gu Qing sat alone in the camp tent worrying.

Chapter 477

Officials sent by the imperial court sent out invitations, which provoked the big clans in Guanlong to send invitations, and no one agreed to anyone. It seemed that after some Tai Chi, only Li Xiaogong was left hesitant. The atmosphere was very embarrassing. It was very embarrassing for a time, the bleak autumn wind blew through and left a mess on the ground.

"It has been dispatched to cut off the water flow." Su Dingfang walked into the tent and said, "What should we do next?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's a doorman, what are you going to do?"

"No way, nothing to do." Gu Qing raised his head 45 degrees and sighed.

"So you really plan to kill them with your eyes?" Su Dingfang was surprised.

"Not everyone is full of conspiracies and tricks." Gu Qing said sadly, "I am a good person, although you don't think so, but at least I want to be a good person now."

"You say this like His Royal Highness King Wei said that he is going to lose weight." Su Dingfang was speechless.

Gu Qing stood up straight and waved the folding fan in his hand, "Old Fang, you are wrong to say that His Royal Highness Wei Wang, at least His Royal Highness Wei Wang has tried hard, although he is intermittently complacent, and continues to eat and wait to die."

"Hahahaha." Su Dingfang smiled very unkindly, and looked back vigilantly outside the tent.

Gu Qing put away his fan and greeted a soldier who came and whispered to him, "Hurry up and do it, hurry up and go back."

"Yes!" The soldiers immediately left to do their work.

"What did you order just now?" Su Dingfang asked suspiciously.

"Nothing." Gu Qing smiled leisurely.

It was going to be late, the first match between the clan and Gu Qing ended in a draw, both sides had a tacit understanding and focused on Li Xiaogong, but he refused to buy it, the clan's soldiers were still replenishing, it seemed that they were forcing conscription among the people members.

"After the new rain in the empty mountain, the sky will come later in autumn." Gu Qing thought of Wang Wei's poem. Although it was a bit out of date, it was a dry autumn and the rainless Guanlong area actually had a downpour at this time of year. .

"Ah Qiu!" Li Tailin sneezed loudly in the rain, and hurried back to the tent, "This rain came at an inconvenient time, it seems that our plan is going to fail."

"No and no." Su Dingfang took the words, "In fact, this is better, the river has been closed, but the rain will make the closed river rise, and maybe it can still be flooded."

On Mang Mountain, the Second Young Master Zhao was wearing ragged clothes and sitting in a thatched hut sheltering from the rain. Beside him was an attendant who was reporting the situation of Guan Long.

"I was thinking about going down to meet this Gu Qing." Second Young Master Zhao listened to the rain in the dark night.

On a rainy night, a figure came towards the thatched cottage, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, "May I ask the owner if he can let us rest."

Zhao Rui, the second son of Zhao, asked suspiciously, "It's so late, and it's raining again, what are you doing here?"

"It's just that I'm seriously ill, and I want to find the antidote in Mang Mountain." Chen Guanzhu's voice was hoarse, he rolled up his sleeves, and showed the white hair on his wrist to Second Master Zhao.

"Come in." Zhao Rui said cautiously, "You can't enter the house, you can hide from the rain under the eaves."

"Thank you, that's enough." Chen Guanzhu whispered, came to the eaves, curled up and sat down, staring blankly at the rainy night.

"Little boy, is there a guest?" The old man's voice came.

Zhao Rui hurried into the room, "Here came a guy who said he came to Mangshan for an antidote because of an illness, and he had white hair growing on his body."

"White hair." The old man walked to the eaves with a cane and looked at the figure curled up in the corner, "Who are you?"

Chen Guanzhu raised his bamboo hat and looked at him, "Who are you?"

"Say! Who are you!" Zhao Rui looked at Chen Guanzhu and spoke.

"I'm a Taoist priest, there's nothing to mention." Chen Guanzhu put down his bamboo hat, closed his eyes and waited for the heavy rain to pass.

"It's not you, it's not you." The old man muttered to himself, shaking his head and entering the room with a cane.

"Wait!" Chen Guanzhu seemed to have thought of something, "This old man, did we meet a few years ago?"

The old man walked back to his thatched hut with old steps, ignoring him.

"You know me, right!" Chen Guanzhu hurriedly got up.

Zhao Rui immediately pulled out the horizontal knife that was going to be in the room, "You can't come in, get out, I can't keep you here."

Chen Guanzhu looked at the darkness in the house, and looked at Zhao Rui's appearance for a long time, remembered the appearance in his heart, stepped back into the rainy night, and left with muddy steps.

Back in the quiet room, Zhao Rui asked the old man, "It seems that that person knows you."

"Hehehe..." the old man said with a smile, "I haven't been out for decades, how could he know Laoxi."

"That's right." Zhao Rui thought about it. This guy has been here since he can remember, and he hasn't gone out for so many years. How can anyone know him? I still feel worried.

Zhao Rui walked into the dark rainy night and talked to the servant who came out, "You follow the guy who just came."