The Bandit’s Strategy

[Chapter 87 I want to grab someone from the court] The nerd is very domineering

Wen Liunian had previously thought about going to the academy after the case was tried, but he didn't expect the relationship between this level of brothers and sisters, so in the following time, Zhao Yue has been chatting with Zhou Dingtian about Lu Fangmingzhi The thing, unknowingly, is even the sky is dark.

When resting at night, Wen Liunian sat cross-legged on the bed in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Yue asked.

"Unexpectedly, you actually had a good conversation with your foster father." Wen Liunian looked at him.

"Where did you go halfway?" Zhao Yue took him into his arms, "I'll be back almost half an hour."

"Go to the Lord Shangbao." Wen Liunian said, "Tell him about the night attack on the tiger head gang."

Zhao Yue:...

"In the afternoon, I received the battle report, and the commander planned to launch the ultimate battle in five days. At that time, the main force of the tiger head gang will definitely be restrained, and we will attack." Wen Liunian said, "Tomorrow I will send a letter to Xiaowu. Be in charge of Lu Er, so that they should also be prepared.

Zhao Yue said, "This matter is not the same."

"But it's not too complicated." Wen Liunian said, "and this is the best opportunity." Only by preemptive strikes can secrets become secrets.

Zhao Yue hugged him tightly and sighed in a low voice: "You don't have to do so much for me."

"It's not all for you. It's good for the people to eliminate banditry." Wen Liunian leaned on his chest, curling a strand of hair with his fingers and tugging.

Zhao Yue wanted to say something, but seeing that his eyes were dimly sleepy, he had to swallow the words: "Go to bed earlier."

"Remember to call me tomorrow morning." Wen Liunian exhorted.

Zhao Yue lowered his head and touched his lips: "Yeah."

Wen Liunian wrapped his quilt and closed his eyes. By the way, he wondered, why is the kiss time so short today?

…

In the morning of the next day, Wen Liu went to Chengbei Academy with Zhao Yue, and took a day to select more than 20 books. They all mentioned the battle between King Daming and that year. After thanking them, he brought them back together. The government office happened to hit Zhou Dingtian at the door.

"Godfather." Wen Liunian greeted with a smile.

"Going to buy a book again?" Zhou Dingtian reached out and flipped through it. "Why are they all in tatters."

"It's an ancient book." Wen Liunian put the book in the study room and asked by the way, "Mu Bai, why didn't one come here."

"Go to Cangmang Mountain." Zhou Dingtian said, "It's okay to be idle, it's better to help fight the war."

"Xiang leader will definitely be very happy." Wen Liunian handed the tea cup to Zhou Dingtian.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Dingtian said.

"About Daming Wangyun's Broken Soul." Wen Liunian closed the door of the study and sat beside him with a chair. "Have Godfather ever heard of it?"

"Naturally heard." Zhou Dingtian wondered, "What happened decades ago, what did you suddenly ask this for?"

"Let's not talk about the reason." Wen Liunian grabbed his sleeve with both hands, "I want to listen."

"Listen to what?" Zhou Dingtian didn't react.

"I want to listen to all things about King Daming." Wen Liunian said.

Zhou Dingtian frowned: "It will be a while, how can I remember it so clearly, besides, I had been practicing martial arts in Yunding Mountain at that time, and I didn't understand the maritime battle in the southeast."

"Then you can know something." Wen Liunian worked tirelessly, "Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me..."

Zhou Dingtian was dizzy by his quarrel: "Well, I'll tell you." The little **** made a lot of trouble.

When the goal was achieved, Wen Liunian diligently helped him pinch his leg.

When Yun Duan Hun was invincible in the southeast waters, Zhou Dingtian was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. He practiced martial arts and swords all day, and rarely went down the mountain. So he didn’t know much about the whole thing, he could only be vague. Remember some rumors.

After half an hour, Wen Liunian dragged his cheeks listlessly: "I've heard all of this." There is nothing new. If you switch to a teahouse storyteller, you will definitely not earn any money.

Zhou Dingtian had chest tightness, and it was rare to tell a story, but he was even disgusted.

Wen Liunian yawned, not giving face to his godfather.

Zhou Dingtian said: "There is another rumor that is not mentioned in the book."

"What?" Wen Liunian really pricked his ears.

Zhou Dingtian shook his head: "Children can't listen."

"I'm not a child." Wen Liunian emphasized, "It's an adult!" Then he added in his heart that he was about to get married!

Zhou Dingtian had no choice but to say: "It is said that Emperor Chu has an affair with Yun Duanhun."

Wen Liunian opens his mouth wide, what does it mean to have an affair? !

Zhou Dingtian started to regret when he said it, and felt that this kind of thing shouldn't be told to his son.

Wen Liunian was still immersed in the sky thunder, because according to his previous guess, he had always regarded Yun Duanhun as Zhao Yue's biological father, but had an affair with Emperor Chu...

"It's so good." Zhou Dingtian couldn't laugh or cry. "It's just a rumor, and it may not be true. Moreover, there are still rumors that Yun Duanhun was secretly executed by the court because he had an affair with Emperor Chu's concubine. Everyone was secretly executed. With a mouth, what he said may not be true. After so many years, I am afraid that no one will be able to find the truth."

Wen Liunian didn't know what to say.

Why does the whole thing sound so chaotic?

"Why are you suddenly interested in Yun Duanhun?" Zhou Dingtian asked.

Wen Liunian swallowed, wondering if he should tell the truth-in the godfather's mind, the image of King Daming didn't seem very good.

"Stupid?" Zhou Dingtian waved in front of him.

"Then King Daming is still alive now?" Wen Liunian asked again.

"I don't know, for so many years there has been no news, I am afraid that most of them are no longer there." Zhou Dingtian said, "However, no matter whether the rumors are true or false, he can be regarded as meritorious to the people." , I am afraid that the southeast waters will not enjoy peace for decades.

Wen Liunian thought for a while, and said, "The reason Xiang Tongling led his army to attack the mountain is because he saw a pattern similar to the totem of King Daming in the mountain, and suspected that the tiger head gang leader was related to him."

Zhou Dingtian was slightly surprised when he heard this: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yeah." Wen Liunian nodded, "The court plans to attack the mountain in five days."

Zhou Dingtian said: "If the person in the mountain is really the Cloud Broken Soul—"

"He's not." Wen Liunian shook his head and interrupted, and then said with a heartbreak, "I want to grab someone from the court."

Zhou Dingtian was startled: "What does it mean to grab someone from the court?"

"I want to attack the tiger head gang at night before Xiang leads." Wen Liunian was serious.

Zhou Dingtian became more puzzled: "Why?"

Wen Liunian said: "I said, godfather wants to help me." After thinking about it, he added, "Even if you don't help me, you can't stop me."

"So serious?" Zhou Dingtian frowned.

Wen Liunian bit his lower lip and whispered a word in his ear.

Zhou Dingtian was shocked: "You said he is the son of Yun Duanhun?"

"It's just a guess." Wen Liunian said everything roughly, and then said, "Whether it is or not, the tiger head gang is the most important place. I can't let the court take the lead."

Zhou Dingtian meditated.

"God father." Wen Liunian had a guilty conscience.

"I'll help you." After a while, Zhou Dingtian nodded.

"Really?" Wen Liunian felt so happy that it went so smoothly.

"It's not for the kid surnamed Zhao, it's for you." Zhou Dingtian patted him on the shoulder, "But if he is really related to Yun Duanhun, I am afraid that you and him will have to be considered again."

"Why?" Wen Liunian frowned.

"Unless he is willing to keep this matter in the bottom of his heart forever, otherwise I will not promise you to be with him." Zhou Dingtian said, "You are the imperial court commander, absolutely should not be related to the son of the traitor, otherwise I am afraid of endless troubles. "

Wen Liunian was silent.

"The urgent task now is to clean up the Cangmang Mountain in advance." Seeing his depression, Zhou Dingtian didn't say anything, "Don't think about the rest, go back and rest earlier."

Wen Liunian nodded: "Thank you godfather."

Zhou Dingtian watched him all the way out of the study, and sighed deeply in his heart.

Why do you want to find someone like this?

In the bedroom, Zhao Yue was wiping the knife at the table. After seeing him come in, he asked: "Have you finished talking with Senior Zhou?"

"Yeah." Wen Liunian said, "asked some things about King Daming, but my godfather doesn't know much."

"Don't rush for this moment." Zhao Yue stood up and rubbed his temples, "Don't worry too much."

Wen Liunian stretched his arm around his waist: "If you are really a descendant of King Daming, what should you do?"

"What do you do?" Zhao Yue smiled, "Even if he really is my father, he hasn't seen each other since he started to remember, and now there is no news. Even if he meets, I'm afraid I won't recognize him."

Wen Liunian was dull and silent.

"Did you tell Senior Zhou?" Zhao Yue asked in his ear.

"...Hmm." Wen Liunian looked up at him, "I'm a little confused."

"Then don't think about it." Zhao Yue said, "I am here."

Wen Liunian closed his eyes and involuntarily tightened his arms, holding him tighter.

The night breeze flickered, and the candle on the table beat slightly.

Stars on the horizon are like water.