In the private room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After three rounds of drinking, Zhang Pu and others were a little drunk, and began to talk and discuss the current situation. Talking about the current situation when the army is in turmoil, but the imperial court is overstretched and unable to supply the food and salary of the border army, Hou Fangyu took advantage of the wine to shoot the case, and said loudly: "The world is based on agriculture, and national affairs are inseparable from a field character. When my father was still in the office of the head of the household department, I put forward a tuntian proposal for him, scoring the official tun, the military tun, the bingtun, the mintun, the merchant tun, the belly tun, the border tun, the reclamation, the examination, the trust, etc., as long as the saint adopted the tun recital, why worry about no food? ”

The amount of alcohol that Nan drank in the summer, this kind of daughter's red and soft nature is really not lifted, and the people around him can drink it, but he is still sober. When he heard the statement that this scholar was angry, he couldn't help but sneer disdainfully, which is similar to Emperor Jin Hui's "why not eat minced meat".

Hou Fangyu originally looked down on this martial artist who was knighted for his military merits, and the other party was not too old than himself, and he was even more blind to him, in contrast, he was only twenty years old but he had achieved nothing, and he was still struggling for the fame of a jinshi. After he heard this sneer, he tilted his head and said with a snort of wine: "Why is Ping Nanbo laughing? But I felt that there was something wrong with my recital. Could it be that in addition to dancing knives and guns, Ping Nanbo also understands the current situation? ”

Originally, Xia Nan laughed and didn't plan to debate with this little boy, but when he heard the other party's sarcasm, his face sank, Lao Tzu has hundreds of years of knowledge more than you, not only understands the current situation, but even knows when you hung up. said coldly: "Hou Gongzi is young after all, and he studies hard behind closed doors, so he inevitably lacks experience, and this statement is suspected of being on paper." ”

Hou Fangyu's face turned red, at his age, he hated others saying that he was young and inexperienced, which was no different from pointing to his nose and saying "I can't do things with hair on my mouth".

Zhang Pu and others were also interested, and asked one after another: "What is Ping Nanbo's high opinion, I would like to hear it in detail." ”

Xia Nan glanced at Hou Fangyu and replied disdainfully: "Now the overall situation has become a trend of boiling fish and rotten, and the folk have the word 'Tian' poems, the so-called 'the foundation of wealth in the past, and now it has become a tired word', and those who have land would rather wander away from the road and beg for a living, rather than return to their hometowns to farm, so as to escape the 'plus faction'." In this case, what is it to talk about reclamation instead of talking on paper? ”

The bustling room fell silent for a moment.

Xia Nan pointed out a fact that everyone may not understand, or may understand, but also play stupid: Because of the serious land annexation, the peasants, who occupy only one-tenth of the world's fields, have to bear the burden of taxes across the country, as well as the increasingly heavy "additional distribution," the fields have become a shackle around their necks, and it has become a common phenomenon that the more they farm, the poorer they become. One of the root causes of this strange phenomenon is that the families of the members of the Restoration Society are either rich or expensive, and their families have a large amount of fertile land, and they do not have to pay taxes.

Although Zhang Pu and others did not understand the truth of class antagonism and land annexation, they still knew these facts, but their butts decided their positions, and it was impossible for them to jump out and agree with Xia Nan's views and reform their own lives. Only Hou Fangyu opened his mouth to break the silence: "It's just nonsense, my father used to be the head of the household, and he also agreed with my recital." He is in charge of the world's taxes, isn't it as good as you to understand things as a martial artist? ”

When Zhang Pu heard this, it was too late to stop him, and he glanced at Xu Hongji worriedly.

Xu Hongji's face sank. Before, it was okay to sarcastically say that Xia Nan only knew how to dance with guns and sticks, at least it didn't affect him, but now he opens his mouth and closes his mouth to martial arts, which makes people very unhappy. He himself is a nobleman and a military minister, and this map cannon swept him in. It's just that he cares about his identity, and he doesn't want to scold a junior with the respect of the country, so he resisted the urge to scold.

Xia Nan was a little surprised, "Your father is still a Tobe Shangshu?" ”

Hou Fangyu puffed out his chest proudly. Xu Hongji said coldly on the side: "It was the former Shangshu Hou Sui, who was impeached last year for 'misgiving the country' and has been cut to prison. ”

Xia Nan suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the son of the former Hubu Shangshu, disrespectful and disrespectful." But Lao Tzu is still in prison, and his son is still in the mood to linger in the Qinglou, his mentality is really good, admire and admire! ”

Hou Fangyu's face was red, and he almost wanted to go crazy, and the two of them sang and harmonized, hitting the thing he didn't want to mention the most.

Just as he was about to go out of his rage, the door of the concealed room was kicked open with a "bang", and several black figures rushed in, kicked Hou Fangyu who was blocking the door and gnawed the mud, and then jumped high over the desk, raised his knife and slashed down towards Xia Nan.

There was a discordant debate at the party that was supposed to celebrate Ping Nanbo, which was already surprising, but now that the peak has turned around, there have been assassins again, and everyone can't react, seeing that Xia Nan is about to die under the knife.

In an instant, Chiyo Shimazu, who was sitting motionless like a stone statue behind Minami, jumped up and pulled out his katana in mid-air.

With a "bang", the sound of drawing a knife like a dragon's groan sounded, a bright light flashed in the air, and before everyone could see what was going on, Shimazu Chiyo and two black shadows landed at the same time.

Shimazu Chiyo stood with his sword raised, maintaining the same posture as he swung his sword, and the two black shadows fell to the ground with a deep cut on their necks, bleeding profusely, and they were already dead.

There were three black shadows who rushed in, and the remaining one saw that his companion was killed in seconds within one move, knowing that the woman in front of Xia Nan was an opponent that he could not defeat, he gritted his teeth, changed direction, and rushed towards Xu Hongji, the Duke of Wei.

In a short period of time, the repeated changes in things caught everyone off guard, how could the assassins who came from the south in the summer go to assassinate Wei Guogong again?

Shimazu Chiyo hesitated, not knowing whether to stop it, after all, her duty was to protect Xia Nan.

After all, Xu Hongji was born in a generational general's family, not a scholar who was powerless, and with the buffer of the two assassins being killed, he had already reacted, and when he saw the remaining assassins rushing towards him, he yelled, lifted the table in front of him, let the drinks and snacks spill on the ground, and smashed them at the other party after lifting them.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the assassin who assassinated Xu Hongji, and almost no one saw that the little girl sitting next to Xia Nan quietly pulled out her hairpin, aimed the long spike at the side of Xia Nan's neck and stabbed it fiercely.

At such a close distance, without any defense, Xia Nan didn't know that someone behind him was attacking him, seeing that the hairpin was about to pierce into the flesh, at the last moment, a hand reached over to block it, allowing the spikes to penetrate deeply into the back of his hand, and the blood flowed.