?The spring rain always comes suddenly in spring, and countless rains hit the eaves and splashes of water.

Aqi was lying on the bed. Although the wound on his body had been treated, it still felt unbearable. He didn't know that the conversation in a house in Xianyang City was closely related to him at this moment.

?Xianyang was a little quiet under the heavy rain. The shops on both sides of the street were raining heavily. It was evening again, and they were all closed and they closed to thank the customers. Under the faint lights illuminated by oil paper, the entire street seemed to have a trace of fireworks.

However, after a moment, the sound of soldiers trampling everywhere sounded, destroying the silence. A pair of imperial guards were walking through the streets, completely ignoring the heavy rain. Their steps trampled on countless splashes of water in the rain.

The team was led by a man holding a huge oil-paper umbrella. He hid under the umbrella, and the huge umbrella covered his body. He walked smoothly and walked slowly, as if he was walking in the rain.

These people came all the way to a dilapidated yard north of Xianyang City. The street where this yard is located is called Youjie, which is a slum in Xianyang City. Those who live here are all those without power. This is a real urban area.

Logically speaking, the imperial guards should not appear in such places. After all, if a poor man commits a crime, it will not be the imperial guards' turn to arrest people. Naturally, there will be people from Dali Temple and the city defense camp to deal with it.

These imperial guards came to this yard but did not take the next move. They all stood outside the yard. The man with a huge oil paper umbrella also held on in front of the yard. He did not knock on the door or push the door in, but stood there, motionless.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed like a down-and-out scholar in the courtyard was drinking the cheapest cup of tea in front of the window. A pot of carbon fire was burning on the wooden table behind him, and the teapot on it was steaming. The whole room was very warm. After taking a sip of tea, he exhaled, and then said, "It's so heavy rain in Xianyang tonight."

The man standing outside the yard with an oil paper umbrella seemed to feel that the person inside had almost finished drinking tea, so he pushed the door open and entered.

The scholar drinking tea looked at the person who came in and said, "It's too heavy, why don't you take a cup of tea and take a break?"

Walking under the eaves, the man holding an oil-paper umbrella put away his umbrella and revealed his tall and slender figure. He was wearing a black long gown, with a long sword hanging around his waist, and his face was ordinary, but his eyes flashed from time to time.

The man walked into the house, rubbed his hands, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: It really takes a cup of hot tea for such heavy rain to make it warmer.

The middle-aged man in black looked at the man in black pouring tea alone in a teapot, and then started drinking on his own without saying a word.

The man in black took a sip of tea and then said, "The Lord knows that the general was entrusting his orphans back then, and Meng Tian is now investigating this matter."

The middle-aged man who looked like a scholar asked, "Meng Tian?"

The man in black: "Yes."

The middle-aged man who looked like a scholar turned around, looked at the man in black, and said, "Do you think there is something wrong with this?"

"At first, I didn't think there was something wrong with this. After all, only a few of us knew about the gentleman taking away the young master, but why did this news leak? After all, among the few people back then, only you and I were still alive."

The middle-aged scholar thought for a while and said, "What do you mean are we missing?"

The man in black said, "Don't forget that everyone knows that the prince only has two friends, one is the old man from the Bashu Mu family, and the other is the gentleman. However, even Mr. Mu doesn't know the gentleman and his whereabouts, and he will even tell a little information. Someone must know about this, but who is this person?"

The middle-aged scholar turned around and looked out the window, but didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he said, "It's been so many years since the incident, and the sir has not heard anything yet. The kilometer has brought up the old things again at this time. I think he should be planning to take action against the old people back then, but the people back then were almost dead, and we two lonely ghosts were left. It shouldn't be for us. There is only one possibility that the person in the palace is going to attack a big man in Xianyang."

The man in black said: "From the current situation, this is the only reasonable explanation."

The middle-aged scholar continued, "But you still feel uneasy, afraid that there will be some danger in the general's orphanage, so come to me?"

The man in black glanced at the scholar and said nothing.

"It's him" the middle-aged scholar suddenly remembered someone.

The man in black said at this time: "This is the purpose of me coming to you today. I can't leave under such circumstances, so I'll come to you."

The middle-aged scholar smiled bitterly and said, "I knew there was no good thing for you to look for me, and this job is not easy."

The man in black said, "I know you have any objections to the prince's choice back then, but so many years have passed. Now I can't watch the only bloodline left by the prince is ruined."

The middle-aged scholar took another sip of tea and said, "Do you want to keep a living?"

The man in black said, "No, since the palace has tried his best to set up such a game using old things, he will never care about the life or death of one or two pieces. So why should we care about the life or death of their pieces? Pull out the piece directly, so as not to cause some disaster when he dies."

The middle-aged scholar said, "It is not an ordinary chess piece to survive what happened back then."

The man in black said, "But his sword has lost its original appearance. It is no longer the Bing sword from the past, but your sword is the most suitable sword now. After all, that piece would not have thought that there would be such a person like you and a Bing sword in a market like Xianyang."

The middle-aged scholar immediately laughed: "Are you praising me?"

The man in black: "That's right!"

"hehe."

Then I left, the man in black turned around and walked out of the house, opened the huge oil-paper umbrella, then turned around and said, "Be careful, remember to bring an umbrella, it will rain heavily tonight!"

When the middle-aged scholar heard this, he suddenly felt his nose a little sore, and then said to his back that had disappeared from the rain: "It's okay!"

After a while, the middle-aged scholar calmed down from his emotions, picked up a paper umbrella, turned around and left the small courtyard where he had lived for more than ten years. He had forgotten how long it had been since he left here last time. His figure slowly disappeared on a rainy night.

After the scholar left, the courtyard collapsed in heavy rain, splashing countless splashes and ash.

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Ten miles east of Xianyang City, there is a peach blossom concave, and there is a large manor in it. There is a man whose surname is Xia and whose name is Qingyan.

It means that people are light in words, but many people in Xianyang City know that his sword is not as light as his name.

At this moment, the man was wearing a green dress and was drinking. There was a charcoal fire on the table in front of him, and a pot of wine was being boiled on it.

Although the entire manor was brightly lit, no guards were seen, and there was not even a single servant.

The man drank wine and then said to the open hall, "Since you are here, why not come down to have a glass of wine? It would be better to drink two cups of hot wine in such weather."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged scholar walked in with an umbrella. There was a lot of rain on his feet, so he put away his umbrella, stomped his feet on the ground, and then walked over and sat down.

As if he had come to his old friend's house, he picked up the wine from the fire, poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "Good wine."

Xia Qingyan said, "The peach blossom wine I brewed is a good wine, but I have been drinking alone these years, and it is boring to drink. Just today, you are here, so I can drink something else."

The scholar said, "Maybe this is the last drink you have, drink more."

Xia Qingyan said, "When you were far away from the border. A few days ago, I wanted to send someone to send you a message, but the prince refused. He said he would always keep someone to look at Xianyang in the future, because no matter what, we are always Qin people, even if we hide in the corner and watch its scenery."

The scholar drank another glass of wine and said, "Why do you say this?"

Xia Qingyan said, "If what I expected was, Zuo Mu would have asked you to come here today. I knew he was not dead, but had been working for Zhao Gao in the Right Prime Minister's House. I originally thought it would be him who came today, but I didn't expect it was you. It seems that he is still afraid of me over the years."

The scholar was a little puzzled, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "What do you mean by saying these words?"

Xia Qingyan said, "People all think I am the one who was most afraid of death in the royal palace back then, so when they were all killed in the palace, I ran away. They all think I was afraid of death and turned against me in the last days, so I survived. But why have I been living in this Taohua Lou for so many years, for fear that you can't find it and have no place to kill me?"

The scholar said, "This is indeed irrelevant."

Xia Qingyan said at this time, "If I tell you that the real traitor is Zuo Mu, would you believe it?"

The scholar changed drastically before his death and immediately said, "How is that possible?"

Xia Qingyan said, "Since my surname is Bai, there is nothing impossible."

The scholar's expression was even more shocked.

Xia Qingyan said, "Actually, you had doubts back then. Why did the prince's personal soldiers change wave after wave? I will always be in there, because I was not called Xia Qingyan, but Bai Qingyan, and he is my eldest brother."

The scholar looked at him and the cup holding the wine was trembling. He calmed down and said, "Why are you always being a personal soldier by the prince? And the prince never said this."

Xia Qingyan said, "This is just a private matter between me and him. I have finally figured out his painstaking efforts over the years. He is really the best brother in the world."

The scholar said, "How can it be proved?"

Xia Qingyan said, "Do you know why I have been having a lot of peach blossoms over the years? Because I know that Zuo Mu dares not kill me, and I live to take a look at my nephew. After all, he is my elder brother's only bone and blood, and the last inheritance of our Bai family."

The scholar said, "Can you find a sir?"

Xia Qingyan said, "Or why am I alive? Now my brother's bones and blood are in Xianyang City. He is the new disciple of Zhushan Sword Academy, Bai Qi, the tenth in the Tianxing List. Zuo Mu asked you to kill me tonight to disrupt the water in Xianyang City. If what I expected is right, Zhao Gao will rebel."

But there must be a reason for rebellion. The more you stir the water, the better it will be. In this way, Zhao Gao will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman, which is really easy to plot.

After pondering for a while, the scholar finally figured out everything. In fact, he had doubted Zuo Mu, but everyone had fought together for many years, and he was unwilling to doubt it. Now that he thought about it, the reason Zuo Mu said about survival was actually very ridiculous.

At this time, Xia Qingyan put down the wine glass and said, "It's almost time to drink wine, it's time to take action."

The scholar said, "The movement must be made bigger, and it will inevitably ruin your peach blossom depression. It's better if I'm setting a fire for a while, so that's about it."

Xia Qingyan said, "I am worthy of being the genius military advisor Xu Changfeng."

The scholar said, "Thank you for the praise"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Soon, the sword light of Taohua Concao surged into the sky, and the sound was huge. Finally, Taohua Concao turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the fire light that soared into the sky spread throughout the sky.

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Chapter completed!