"When the next September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The fragrance array soars into Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor!"

Tang Yi grabbed a piece of waste paper and recited it silently three times.

This is the only thing I found from the room of the doctor in the Jianghu. When Zhou Yu was ordered to investigate, the building was empty. Perhaps the other party had noticed it and knew that Qian De was unreliable, so he ran away.

Tang Yi carefully examined each handwriting and wrote it very neatly and had some skill. He could see a trace of the foundation of the Pavilion style. If it was expected, this person should have participated in the imperial examination.

Most of them failed the exam, otherwise they would not have written Huang Chao's poem "The Unsuccessful Joy".

"The sky-summing fragrance array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor. What a great courage and a great ambition!" Tang Yi sneered slightly.

Qian De was trembling with fear and sweating on his face. At this time, he also understood that most of the doctors who treated his illness and taught him qigong were most of the problems. He was so good at it. Who would write a poem against the poem?

If he has any problems, he will come to see him every winter for five years, ranging from one or two months to two or three months. What did he do during this period and whether he leaked important military information?

When he thought of this, Qiande's head buzzed and he really wanted to die.

"Master Tang, I really don't know! I'm so unfair!" He cried on the ground, cried bitterly, and burst into tears.

"Stop calling!" Tang Yi waved his hand in disgust, and Qian De immediately stopped crying.

"If you really collude with the demon and betray the Ming Dynasty, I will have cut you off!" Tang Yi changed his tone and sneered: "But even if it is an unintentional mistake, he is still stupid and incompetent. He is in a major town on the nine sides, and is so negligent and lazy, he will be dead!"

Yes, no matter how dead it is!

Qian De lay down and became meat on the chopping board.

"Listen, you will go back to the garrison office immediately, just as usual." Tang Yi paused and said, "You just say that the old illness recurs, you need to find someone to treat it, and find that doctor in the martial arts world for me."

"Abide by the order!"

Qian De's eyes lit up. There was still a chance to reform and there was a way out. He went down immediately, and Zhou Yu followed the people guarding the yamen and the Jinyiwei to go out together.

Looking around in Xuanfu, Tang Yi also secretly sent someone to investigate and search for it for three days, but there was no news.

Tang Yi raised his heart and told him that the doctor in the martial arts world was definitely not simple. A few days ago, I heard Ma Fang say that Altan had hundreds of thousands of Han people under him, and he also heard that there were many of the White Lotus Sects among them.

The connection between the front and back, coupled with Altan's actions, Tang Yi was frightened and always felt that something was going to happen.

"Go and call Yang An and Ma Fang over."

After a while, the two of them rushed over. Tang Yi brought the two to his study and invited Zhu Xian and Wang Yin. Both of them were proficient in military affairs and accompanied Tang Yi as staff. They discussed for an entire afternoon and formulated a complete set of strategies. After careful consideration and confirmation, Ma Fang and Yang An went to prepare separately.

Tang Yi finally relaxed a little. Liuying held an exquisite tray and arrived at the study room, putting it in front of Tang Yi with a smile.

"Master, eat candy."

"Oh? It's the stove candy!" Tang Yi picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. It was sweet, crispy and had a very good craftsmanship. "Did you make it? What a skillful hand!"

Liuying smiled slightly and went to boil water and tea. After eating a large piece, Tang Yi stopped. It was another Little New Year. A few days later, the new year has come again. Close your eyes and recall the past year. First, he replaced the Minister of War, then King Jing took the vassal, Yan Song retired, and Yan Shifan was exiled. The conflict between him and Xu Jie was highlighted, from the capital to Xuanda...

It's really ups and downs, unpredictable!

I subconsciously touched my chin, and my hard and black stubble grew out. I reached the age of raising my beard and was no longer a niche!

Tang Yi sighed and looked at Liuying for a few more times, and found that she was still the same as before. Whether it was delicate facial features and fair skin, there was no change in the eyes except for a slightly mature eyebrow and eyes.

It seems that time has times when time is a pig-killing knife.

"Liuying, when the New Year is about to turn, spring is warm and flowers are blooming. You can go back to the southeast. Xuanfu is not the place for girls to live." Tang Yi said casually.

Liuying was making tea, her hands shivered, and hot water sprinkled on her fingers. She shrank her hands so much that she shrank. The teacup fell on the sandalwood tray and broke into a mouth. Liuying's face was stunned and she was at a loss.

Tang Yi saw it and felt inexplicably distressed. He quickly reached out to take the kettle, "Why are you still standing there? Go and wash it with cold water and apply some scalding medicine. Girls' homes are not as thick as us."

Liuying nodded, got up and ran towards her room. Her steps were so fast that she disappeared in a blink of an eye. Tang Yi looked blankly for a while, shook his head and sighed.

"Men, you shouldn't be pretending to be garlic! It's so hypocritical, even though you think in your heart, you don't want to admit it!"

For two days, Liuying did not show up and left her daily life to others. Until the third day, she helped Tang Yi prepare a table of good dishes, all of which were Tang Yi’s favorites.

"Master, I have something to say." Liuying bit her lip, "Liuliyuan has a lot of business, so it's better to go back to Jiangnan than to..."

Tang Yi seemed to have not heard it, and suddenly interrupted her and said with a smile: "There are a few days left for the Chinese New Year, and the market outside must be very lively. Let's go out with me later. Let's have a good stroll."

Liuying hesitated for a moment, Tang Yi had already gotten up, picked up the fox fur cloak, and threw it to Liuying one more.

"Go away quickly, otherwise it will be too late."

The two of them came out from the back door of the General Administration with their guards, walked around two streets, and finally arrived at the market.

The Spring Festival is the most important day of the year. Even in Xuanfu, where fighting will break out at any time, the people will still spend their only money to exchange for some flour and pork, and go back to make dumplings.

If you are a little more generous, you will buy a pair of Spring Festival couplets and firecrackers. As for pulling a piece of fabric and making a new piece of clothing, it is something that the landlord can do.

Ordinary people are all black cotton-padded jackets, and I don’t know how many years have they worn them. Some people are wearing animal skins directly, which looks very pitiful.

People's livelihood is difficult, which is much worse than that in the mainland.

There is a City God Temple in the New Year’s goods market. There must be a City God in a city. Like the Land Lord, it is the standard configuration of any city. There is a large open space in front of the City God Temple.

There are some people who play tricks in the open space, some who play strings and sing songs, some who stab the throat with silver spears and big stones on their chests. They perform very hard and have a lot of cheers. However, when it comes to paying money, there are only a few responders, at most one and a half copper coins, and even those who sell their skills can't hide their disappointment.

Tang Yi and Liuying walked around again. There was a hexagram stall not far away, with a couplet posted, "If you have something in your heart, you will regret it when you are at the forefront."

The man sitting behind the divination stall looked like he was in his forties or fifties, leaning on the chair, holding a broken fan in his hand in winter, shaking it from time to time.

Liuying looked funny, "Master, do you want to do a fortune teller?"

"Telling fortunes? If he has the ability, would he change himself into a fur coat first? It would be better to listen to music than to listen to them nonsense!" Tang Yi's voice was not loud, but he didn't expect that the other party's ears were good. He stood up and rushed to Tang Yi in front of him in a few steps.

"This friend, one person has the same way of living. Although the mountain man is dressed in a mess, the mountain man has a lot of skills. He knows five hundred years ago and five hundred years later. All things in the world cannot escape the mountain man's eyes."

While he said, he looked at Tang Yi up and down, "Friends, don't be sure that you are so glorious now. You are dressed well and used well. There is money in your pocket. If you can't keep your head alive, your life will be lost!"

"Bold madman, you dare to talk nonsense!"

The guard behind Tang Yi was about to rush up and take him down.

The fortune teller straightened his chest, looking higher than the top, and he didn't care at all.

Tang Yi smiled, "I'm a little brave, that book... I'll just be a fortune."

After saying that, he took a big step, arrived at the front of the divination stall and sat down.

The fortune teller was not polite, so he grabbed the paper and pen and sent it to Tang Yi, "You write a word!"

"A character is like the person. The font, handwriting, and writing habits of a character can determine whether you are studying, your family background, or even your personal temper. The character is not about fortune-telling, but about your eyesight. What I said is correct?"

The fortune teller laughed, "Sir, it's really amazing, and he has overturned all the bottom of our people. But the mountain man is different from those trashed people. You don't need to write it, you can tell it."

This is interesting, Tang Yi smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll test a word, you can tell me."

"I would like to ask my friend again, what are you going to ask about, is it a future, marriage, or a state affairs!"

He bite the last two words very much.

"Hahaha, I'm a little fortune teller, and I dare to talk about state affairs. I'm really a big tone, so let's talk about state affairs."

The fortune teller pretended to behave, pinching his fingers and muttering constantly.

"Oh, something big is not good!"

Tang Yi sneered: "Don't make a fuss, why is it bad?"

"Please look, this word has a big character on it, and a stroke is missing, and the word Ming is on it. Isn't this mean that half of the Ming Dynasty is gone, and half of the country is going to be lost?" The fortune teller laughed in a low voice: "This is a huge danger. You have to pay more attention!"

Tang Yi chuckled and said disdainfully: "You are wrong. I'm talking about friends, not with them!"

The fortune teller was silent for a while, and suddenly he was shocked and shouted: "The word "you" is even more unlucky. Look, the word "you" means "rebellion" to lead, and "rebellion" means "rebellion" to lead, and "rebellion" means "rebellion". If the rebels lead, wouldn't it mean that the world will change a lot?"

"No!" Tang Yi changed his words again: "I'm talking about You at the hour of You."

"Oh, look, the word You happens to be the word "Zun" and beheaded and removed. The Emperor of Ming Dynasty is the Supreme Emperor of Nine Five. He was beheaded and his feet were removed. What did he become?"

Three words in a row made this guy mess up, and Tang Yi was speechless for a moment.
Chapter completed!