Waiting for the wind and rain, the city of clouds is light

Fatty Ding walked out of the hut and went to the small courtyard behind.

Now that the Mo family has fled in the wild, the search has not yet weakened, the doctor is too conspicuous, Zhang Liang is the only one in the group who has a little knowledge of medicine, even if he is seriously injured, he can only be wronged to heal himself.

The Mohist school had been prepared since Tianming Shaoyu went down the mountain. On the night when the Confucian disciples fled, the leaders rushed to Xiaoshengxianzhuang after hearing about the incident in the general's mansion, and rescued Zhang Liang, who was seriously injured and exhausted.After all these things happened, Sanghai couldn't stay any longer, so a group of people took a shortcut in the mountains and fled to a nearby county town, where they found an abandoned house and settled down.

Nearly a month has passed since the turmoil, and the situation in this small town across the mountain from Songhai City was quite tense a while ago, but now the ban has been lifted.Although the empire ordered a large-scale arrest of Confucian disciples, there were hundreds of people who fled. Even if a portrait of each person was posted all over the county, it would not fit in the posters, and no one knew their appearance and body shape.The search for the third leader lasted for a long time, but the army reported that he was seriously injured when he broke through the siege, guessing that he would not be able to escape far, so he searched in the suburbs of Songhai City.

Once Little Shengxian Village was overthrown, a big stone in Shihuang's heart finally fell to the ground.Prince Fusu failed to investigate the Confucian treason. Although he himself was not punished, many Shihuang felt dissatisfied and alienated because of his defense of Confucianism. He was appointed to govern Sanghai on his behalf in the name of sharing many affairs for him. The power was divided.And the part that was distributed naturally fell on Zhao Gao, who had made great contributions in assisting the government in this matter.

One of the hundreds of scholars, Xian Xian, has exhausted his academic energy and has begun to need troops for the east tour. The so-called search is just for show.It’s just that those ordinary people who have nothing to do with Confucianism have suffered. The superiors ordered strict investigations, and the pressure was pressed down on the soldiers who searched. abound.After such a toss, the originally prosperous land of Qilu has also begun to show a state of decay.Coupled with the cost of the parade, although the land of Qi was saved from slaughter because of surrender during the conquest, it has now become a piece of fat that can be slaughtered, and the people have been squeezed to make a living.

Fatty Ding kept shaking his head while cooking the medicine.Today, I walked around the town, the rich and powerful passed by in sedan chairs, but there were starving people lying across the roadside and street corners.The Mohist respects and loves life together, how can he not feel sorry for him now in this situation.

The Mohist school has been far worse after these few twists and turns, and now it only takes a breather in a remote corner, but compared to the Confucianism... Fatty Ding couldn't help sighing heavily. The Dazong with nearly a thousand disciples in the past was destroyed in an instant, and the two senior brothers died in Sanghai. After such a huge blow, Mr. Zhang Liang can still be so calm, it is really awe-inspiring.

only……

Fatty Ding's thoughts could not help but drift to a few days ago.

That day Zhang Liang's health improved slightly, so he discussed the future with several other leaders of the Mohist family.Even though he was sick, he still sat upright, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and calmly analyzed the recent changes in the situation in a cold voice, judging the changes in the garrison forces on the outskirts of Songhai, and then said what he thought was still in Songhai. The best plan for the Mohist disciples to transfer here.

Things happened in a hurry, and the leaders almost lost contact with the disciples who stayed in the stronghold. Seeing that the search was getting tighter day by day, anxiety inevitably arose in their hearts.And Zhang Liang sitting there quietly, seemed to be able to cool down the boiling water, making the listener's state of mind return to tranquility.

After explaining the matter, Zhang Liang stood up with the help of the table, and bowed deeply to the leaders of the Mohists: "The Mohists help each other and save people from the fire and water. This kindness, Zhang Liang will always remember it in his heart, and there will be springs to meet each other in the future." report."

"Mr. Zhang has done a lot of money since he came to Sanghai from the Mohist family, and it's not enough to repay his kindness at this moment," Gao Jianli hastily bowed to him, "Sir, get up quickly."

Zhang Liang still kept his half-kneeling posture, which made everyone present feel embarrassed and stepped forward to help him.At this moment, Zhang Liang's eyes moved, and after a while, he slowly said, "Liang... I have one more merciless request."

Seeing him like this, everyone was a little surprised. They looked at each other, and then Gao Jianli said, "Mr. Zhang, please tell me."

"Liang wants to ask the Mo family to help find out the whereabouts of one person."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into silence.

Everyone knows who he is talking about, but...

Tianming and Shaoyu had already told them about the situation that day.When Yun Wei was escaping, the priest threw an arrow into his left shoulder and flew out of the cliff, and then pulled out the arrow, bleeding so much that his clothes were stained.He was injured so badly and fell into the sea. The weather in early spring is still cold, and the sea water is even more icy cold. Several months have passed, and the possibility of finding it is too small.

Everyone is silent.Before, they all tacitly refused to mention this matter with Zhang Liang. Confucianism had just suffered such a catastrophe, and who would deliberately poke his sore spots, and didn't want him to take the initiative to talk about it.

Everyone exchanged glances, not knowing how to respond, but Zhang Liang spoke first: "Liang knows that this matter is inconvenient. You are hiding here. The first emperor is coming soon, and the number of Qin troops stationed will also increase. Liang is now alone. Such a favor cannot be repaid right now, it's just..."

The eyes in the room were focused on him, Zhang Liang stopped at this point, the room was so quiet that the chirping of orioles could be heard outside the window.After a while, he inhaled lightly:

"If you don't want to, just give up."

Thinking of this, Fatty Ding let out another heavy sigh.Zhang Liang is kind to the Mo family, moreover, inquiring about the whereabouts of a person is not such a dangerous move as he said, it is a little effort, there is no reason not to do it.It's just that everyone knows well that finding a needle in a haystack requires a needle, and inquiring about a person who is probably no longer there, I'm afraid no matter how long you inquire, there will be no results.

It's just that Mr. Zhang Liang has already said so... how can they refuse with this reason.

The cars of the first emperor's parade had already started, and the counties and counties along the way were guarded by heavy soldiers one after another. The hard laborers who built the roads were sent to the north to build the Great Wall before they even had time to return home.Even if there is plenty of rain and no one is farming, the harvest looks like it will fail again.The hearts of the people were in panic, and there had been several minor disturbances, but they were all suppressed.

Today, Robo Zhi came back from the town, and he, who always had a playful smile on his face, went straight into the house without saying a word, took out a jar of wine, opened the jar and poured a whole bowl full of wine.

Fatty Ding originally wanted to persuade, these days are difficult, and everyone can’t eat enough on weekdays, so they should save some drinks, but seeing Robo Zhi’s expression, he swallowed his words back.

The attention of several people who were originally in the house was attracted.After drinking a bowl, Robber Zhi put the wooden bowl on the table so hard that Gao Jianli frowned.

"I went to the street today and saw that Qin dog blocking the road, so I wanted to avoid him." Bandit Zhi said angrily, with his eyebrows raised, "The girl behind me brought her father out to seek medical treatment, and the person blocking the way asked her You have to pay a tael of silver to enter the city. The dress on the girl is already too worn out, how can you get such a large amount of money, and that Qin dog speaks rudely and contemptuously of the girl."

"This is too much!" Hearing this, the sledgehammer punched the table, shaking the cups and bowls.

"I haven't even talked about the excessiveness," Robber Zhi continued, "The girl didn't want to obey, but this guy actually stretched out his hand to pull her father, saying that if he had no money, he would use someone else to help him. The old man is sixty years old at least. Still sick, this Qin dog still wanted to arrest him as a corvee. The girl wanted to stop him, but the dog started beating the old man with a gun. I couldn't stand it anymore and shot him dead. The pole couldn't hold back its momentum, and it was bloody when I hit it, and the people around me chased me all the way and failed to catch up, but the old man couldn't be rescued!"

"It's simply inhumane!" Big Iron Hammer stood up angrily, clenched his fists at the sides, and stretched out his hand to grab Thor's Hammer. "This Qin army simply doesn't treat people as human beings. There's no reason for them not to die!"

"Big hammer, don't be impulsive." Xue Nu stood up to stop him, and then sighed angrily, "Such a reckless disregard of human life, Ying Zheng is really tyrannical!"

"When I went out this time, I saw that the road was full of people who were dying of hunger," Robber Zhi folded his hands and trembled with anger, "The people have suffered so much, yet Yingzheng still wants to cruise the East China Sea. The corvee has been conscripted again and again , Few of the people who went there can come back. If Qin never perishes, it will be intolerable!"

"What are you waiting for, can't wait!" The big iron hammer's eyes were shattered, and he pulled out Thor's hammer, "Go kill that guy Ying Zheng now!"

"Don't act rashly!" Gao Jianli said, his tone was cold, "Now is not the time."

The old man Ban was watching, but saw a figure standing outside the door, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ovary?"

People in the house looked out one after another, and it was Zhang Liang who was standing at the door.

"Mr. Zhang Liang..." Big Tie Hammer couldn't hold back his temper and wanted to speak. Zhang Liang signaled him not to speak any more, stepped into the room, remained silent for a while, and said slowly: "Indeed, the time has not come yet."

Gao Jianli's eyes changed.Robo Zhi stood up from the table and took a step forward: "Zifang, you...you..."

"Ying Zhengguo is so brutal that no one in the world would want to punish him." Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes, "But no one has succeeded yet."

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of several leaders were shocked.

Ever since the organ city was destroyed and the former giant died, the dissatisfaction of the Mo family towards the empire has never stopped.And there was Jing Ke's assassination of Qin, the Mohist family suffered a lot after the plan failed, and then the King of Qin swept Liuhe, and the Mohist disciples suffered from the disaster of subjugation. Although no one said it clearly, everyone wanted to eat Yingzheng's bones and flesh.

The leaders have never given up their plan to assassinate Qin, but now they are on the run and don't know much information, so they can only press the button and don't talk about it.The Mohists had thought about enlisting Zhang Liang to join them before, but because the assassination of Qin was too dangerous, and the Confucianists were in a delicate situation, they expected that he would not take risks, so they gave up.Now that Confucianism is in sudden disaster, Zhang Liang's words are implicitly showing that he also has the same idea.He has lived in the Eastern Land for many years, and he has traveled all over the world, so he is naturally much clearer about the surrounding customs and things than the Mohists who have just arrived.If he is willing to join forces, the assassination plan may be restarted.

"Mr. Zhang Liang," Gao Jianli collected his face, stepped forward and bowed quickly, "Mr. just said that the time has not come yet. May I ask what is the best policy in Mr.'s opinion?"

"The purpose of the first emperor's east tour was to go to the fairy mountains in the East China Sea in search of the elixir of immortality. I heard a few months ago that the convoy set off from Xianyang, left Hangu Pass, traveled along the river, and passed through Dongjun to enter Qi. The county and arrived at Sanghai." Zhang Liang turned sideways and disassembled one by one, "Hangu Pass is naturally dangerous and has always been heavily guarded; Dongjun is a big county, and the situation is even more tense when the Yinghuo stone incident occurs; from Dongjun As far as Qi County, the garrison is constantly replenished, and the guards along the way must be tight; if we go to Songhai, we will have no chance."

He looked out of the window, and saw the verdant trees and luxuriant branches and leaves: "The car has already started, and it is still in Hangu Pass; after Dongjun, the chances are slim. In the area near the east of Sanchuan, there are criss-cross rivers and undulating sand dunes. When you drive here, you must let go." Travel slowly. Yangwu crossed the north and south of the river, and there was no one at Reed Gao in midsummer, and it was very difficult to track down when he escaped."

Everyone's state of mind gradually became clear following his words.The white-clothed man in front of him looked calm, and his analysis was impeccable. What was originally impossible, he deduced a chance to turn it around.The little sage's village is dilapidated, but in his words there is a weight comparable to that of the entire Confucianism.Gao Jianli clasped his fists together, and added a touch of respect in his tone: "What do you think is the best time, sir?"

Zhang Liang pondered, his eyes swept over the people in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"June, Bolangsha."