With the first rays of sunlight scattered in the morning, Yan Sidao bathed his whole body in the morning sun, and stretched his waist exaggeratedly. He lit the tobacco in the pot www.biquge.info took a deep puff, and brewed in his lungs for a long time before slowly exhaling a faint wisp of smoke.

The old lady Zhang behind him rubbed a pair of withered big hands, looked at the rising sun on the Yueyang city wall in the east, and muttered: "The breath is condensed here, the killing machine is dark, and there must be a master in it." Sir, you need to be careful and don't act rashly. ”

Yan Sidao smiled faintly and said, "It's okay. He then handed over the dry tobacco stick in his hand, and used the dry tobacco stick to push open the two broken wooden doors in front of him, and stepped sideways into the courtyard behind the wooden door.

This place is the Yueyang Mansion set up by the imperial court more than ten years ago, and now Yan Sidao and Mrs. Zhang stepped into it one after another, thinking that it must be a deserted scene, but it was surprisingly neat. I saw that on the clean bluestone ground, not even a single fallen leaf could be seen, as if it had just been carefully cleaned.

Yan Sidao swallowed the smoke in his mouth, turned back to the old lady and smiled: "It seems that my guess is really not bad, you and I have come to the right place today." No, the flower path is swept by the guests, and the door is open for you, and it seems that the owner here has already set up the number of gifts to welcome guests. ”

Old lady Zhang nodded slowly, he has lived a long time, what storms have he not experienced? Knowing that this sentence "Mr. Xiao" seems to be talking and laughing with himself, in fact, most of them have no confidence in their hearts, so they want to relieve themselves a little by speaking. He immediately replied: "Sir is like a god, and he admires him to the extreme. Now that the other party has put on a posture, I wonder what Mr. has planned?"

Yan Sidao sneered: "It's still the old saying, a strong dragon still doesn't suppress the head snake. At this moment, since I am the 'comer', it is the best policy to endure the humiliation and wait for the opportunity to go. Hehe, but since Fang Dongfeng is known as the chief thinker of Dongting Lake, and he has clearly calculated that I am coming, he can naturally think of this. He couldn't help but take another puff of dry tobacco and continued: "So today I have to do the opposite, step by step, or I won't be able to stop him." ”

Speaking of this, Yan Sidao had already made up his mind, and immediately shouted loudly: "Fang Dongfeng, welcome guests!"

At this moment, the front of the courtyard is where a hall is located, which is also the former public hall in the palace. With Yan Sidao's shout, a middle-aged man's voice immediately came out of the hall, and he said with a smile: "Presumably this is Mr. Xiao who has been famous in Yueyang City recently." In the name of Mr. Xiajiu, I look forward to seeing my dignity, and now that Your Excellency is here, please come into the house for a while. ”

Although this voice is extremely peaceful, there is a faint majesty in it that directs the country and turns things around, and the words are extremely indemgent, which is very different from the Fang Dongfeng he imagined, and he can't help but be a little surprised. At that moment, he strode towards the court, and as soon as he stepped on the bluestone stairs at the door, he had already figured out the reason, and couldn't help but smile: "Who should I be, it turns out that the Lord of Dongting Lake is here, it seems that I have really made this trip in vain." ”

As he spoke, he stepped on the stone steps step by step, and said as he walked: "It's a pity that although Zunjia can lead Huguang for more than ten years and benefit the people of one side, it is not right and bad after all. So please forgive me for being disrespectful, and I have to dare to call 'Brother Jiang' here. ”

As he spoke, Yan Sidao stepped into the public hall, but saw that in the dim morning light, there were still four oil lamps the size of bowls burning in the four corners of the room, reflecting the three seats on the left, the center, and the right, and there were three mahogany tables respectively, and there was only a pot of tea and a cup on each table. And the seat in the middle, just under the tattered "Justice and Strictness" plaque, was sitting at this moment a thin old man, with white hair and high hairpins, and two thin eyes closed, as if he was asleep. Yan Sidao's heart immediately moved, and he said secretly: "This old man can't see the slightest peculiarity in his body, but he can pretend to be deaf and dumb in front of me, and he is as steady as Mount Tai." The person who can have such a bearing must be this 'Dongting One Phoenix' Fang Dongfeng, and it is also the 'Lord Lu' that Rose Thorn has seen before. ”

But seeing that the person sitting on the left chief seat suddenly stood up, Xiang Yan Sidao clasped his fists and smiled: "Unexpectedly, this Mr. Xiao, who is overturned, turns out to be so young, which is quite surprising. In Shimoe Wangcai, ask the name of the gentleman. ”

You must know that since Yan Sidao messed up his disguise last night, he no longer pretends to be old at this moment, but has become a mediocre-looking young man, wearing a dusty robe at random, and I don't know if this is his true face or another disguise. Now that he heard Jiang Wangcai's question, he turned his head to look at Jiang Wangcai, and saw that Jiang Wangcai's face was like a crown of jade, with three long beards and chest, and he was actually a gentlemanly and elegant, and he couldn't help laughing: "I have been looking up for a long time, and I met for the first time, but I didn't expect Brother Jiang to be so young, which is also surprising, but it reminds me of a person." This person is also a party that is divided by mountains and rivers, and even his appearance is similar to that of Brother Jiang. Speaking of which, everyone here must have also heard of this person's name, which is the former lord of Shuibo Liangshan, the leader of Wang Lun, who is known as the white-clothed Xiushi. ”

Yan Sidao teased in his mouth, and his eyes quickly glanced at the room, but he saw that except for the little old man in the middle seat and Jiang Wangcai in the left chief seat, in the entire public hall, there was only one burly old man, who was standing behind Jiang Wangcai with his head down, who seemed to be Jiang Wangcai's personal guard, and there was no one else. As for the empty seat on the right, most of them are for themselves.

Jiang Wangcai saw that this young man surnamed Xiao not only refused to reveal his name, but in the "Legend of Jianghu Hawkers", which has been circulated in the market recently, Wang Lun, a white-clothed scholar from Liangshan, was compared with himself, obviously satirizing that he was being usurped by Zheng Qianjin, and he couldn't help but be furious in his heart. His face was silent, and he still smiled: "I didn't expect that Mr. Xiao was young, but he was a good mouth, and Jiang was willing to bow down here." ”

With such a prestigious position as Jiang Wangcai, he actually admitted defeat to Yan Sidao in a word, which can be said to be affordable and can be put down, and it is indeed the demeanor of the lord of Dongting Lake. Yan Sidao was also a little impressed for a while, and immediately arched his hand and said: "Under the surname Xiao, a single name of a German character, that is, the heavens have the virtue of a good life 'De'; the grass word Elk Fei is taken from the meaning of 'the elk is prosperous in the world, and the deer chaser is happy to fly'; After a pause, he added, "But it's just a pseudonym." ”

That Jiang Wangcai was slightly stunned, but although this young man was a little frivolous in his words, he was quite honest, and he couldn't help but have a good impression of him. At that moment, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the little old man in the middle seat, and said with a smile: "This is my military advisor of Dongting Lake, Mr. Fang Dong Fengfeng." Just now, Mr. Feng and I had nothing to do, and we were discussing how to play a game of pot throwing. There is a way that it is better to meet by chance than to invite each other, since Mr. is here, why don't the three of us go down together and play a few games randomly, how about it?"