Travel through the heavens

Xianyang, the capital of the Qin Dynasty, stands majestically in the heart of the 800-li Qinchuan Plain. It got its name because the Wei River runs through the south and the Zong Mountain stretches to the north, and both the mountains and the water are sunny.

On this day, on the highway in front of Xianyang City, a team of elite cavalrymen exuding bravery were escorting a gorgeous carriage slowly. Leading the team were Meng Yi and Fang Muye.

Looking at the Xianyang City lying on the banks of the Wei River like a prehistoric beast in front of him, and feeling the domineering and heavy aura of the world's number one imperial capital, Fang Muye couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions in his heart. Although he could appreciate its charm in film and television dramas, it was not as profound as the feeling of seeing it in person.

Under the leadership of Meng Yi, the Meng family army entered the city through the city walls and came to the gate of Xianyang Palace. The palace had received the order in advance, and the eunuchs and palace maids were ordered to wait here to welcome Yu Shu into the palace.

Meng Yi looked at Yu Shu's carriage leaving, feeling lost. After a long time, he turned around and said to Fang Muye and others, "You have been running around for days and have made great contributions. You should go back and rest first." After that, he went into the palace to report to the First Emperor.

The Meng family soldiers around him dispersed one after another, but Fang Muye stood in front of the Xianyang Palace, stunned: Who am I? Where am I? Where should I go?

Thanks to the great mysterious power, Fang Muye only got an identity but no information. He had no idea where Nangong Yan lived. Now that he had entered Xianyang City, he didn't even have a place to go.

Just as Fang Muye was thinking about what to do, three generals from the Meng family army came over. One of them, with a full beard, laughed and said, "General Nangong, it's still early. If you are not in a hurry to go back home, why not go to the wine shop with us and have a drink."

Fang Muye was overjoyed and said loudly: "Good!"

At night, Fang Muye finally returned to Nangong Mansion, but he was drunk and was carried back.

"Hurry up and take your general to have some rest!" From the voice, it was the bearded Wang Feng who was speaking.

Fang Muye felt that he was picked up by two other people, who should be servants in the mansion.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps approached, and then Fang Muye heard an old but vigorous voice: "This old servant greets General Wang, General Zheng, and General Bai."

"Uncle Fu, I'm happy. General Nangong must have been tired from traveling for so many days. He drank a few more cups and got drunk like this. Uncle Fu, don't worry." Wang Feng's voice sounded: "Now that we have sent General Nangong back to the mansion, we will take our leave first."

"This old slave sends three generals."

Fang Muye felt that he was taken into the house by the servants, and then carefully placed on the bed. At this time, he opened his eyes and sat up. His deep eyes were clear, without a trace of drunkenness.

When the two servants saw Fang Muye sitting up, they quickly bowed and greeted him respectfully, "General."

Fang Muye waved his hand and said, "Back off."

"Yes."

As soon as the two servants left, an old man who looked to be in his fifties came in with a maid holding a basin of water. Seeing Fang Muye sitting there, he couldn't help but said happily: "Master is awake! Wash your face first, and don't drink too much in the future."

Fang Muye heard the voice and recognized that the old man was Uncle Fu. He felt that Uncle Fu's concern for him was from the bottom of his heart, not like the attitude of an ordinary servant towards his master. He guessed that Uncle Fu and Nangong Yan must have a close relationship, and said with a smile: "I know, Uncle Fu."

Fang Muye took the face towel soaked in warm water from the maid and wiped his face. He felt much more comfortable. He handed the face towel back and told the maid, "You leave first."

"Yes, General." The maid responded and left.

"Uncle Fu, please take a seat." Fang Muye said to Uncle Fu again.

Uncle Fu realized that Fang Muye must have something to say, so he sat down as he was told.

Fang Muye looked at Uncle Fu without saying anything, but he was constantly thinking in his heart.

On the way back to Xianyang, Fang Muye thought that although there should be no fighting on the battlefield before the battle for the elixir, and it seemed worry-free on the surface, there were actually crises lurking. Some of his considerations when he first came to this world were that he thought things were too simple.

I am now Nangong Yan, but I know nothing about Nangong Yan. I am not familiar with the people and things of Daqin. I don't know the names of my colleagues, their past, the depth of their friendship, or whether there is any grudge. The simplest thing is that I don't know where Nangong Yan lives or where he "works".

If he had not been sent back by his colleagues today under the pretext of being drunk, he would have had difficulty finding even his mansion. The news that "General Nangong Yan can't find his home" would probably spread throughout Xianyang City soon and be known to those who were interested.

We still have some time to spend in Xianyang City. If we don't figure out some things, we may find it difficult to move forward and even face disasters. Not to mention wanting to eat the elixir of immortality while still alive, which is simply a foolish dream.

It's hard to escape, where can you escape to! In troubled times, people are like grass. Not to mention whether they will be killed by bandits and beasts, food and daily life are also a big problem.

What's more, according to the plot, Nangong Yan will take the elixir of immortality. Faced with the temptation of immortality, how could Fang Muye be willing to escape and miss this supreme opportunity.

Therefore, how to obtain information more effectively has become a problem that needs to be solved urgently. It concerns our life and property and cannot be delayed!

If he were to grope like a headless fly, it would be like an old man eating arsenic. This Xianyang City, this Great Qin Dynasty, is a den of dragons and tigers. How could it give Fang Muye the opportunity to make mistakes? For Fang Muye, mistakes are not big or small, but only life or death. How dare he try and make mistakes?

After much speculation, it seems that consulting directly with someone who knows Nangong Yan and will not betray him is the best method that can be taken at the moment.

And Uncle Fu in front of him is a good candidate.

Through his careful observation just now, Fang Muye believed that Uncle Fu should not only be the manager of Nangong Mansion. He showed great concern for Nangong Yan, and it was a concern from the bottom of his heart. In addition, Nangong Yan should also respect him very much. This can be inferred from the attitude of the three Meng family army generals Wang Feng, Zheng Tong and Bai Yu towards him today. If not, the three of them should have addressed him as "Manager Fu" instead of "Uncle Fu".

Moreover, in the social system of that era, domestic slaves were closely related to their masters. If something happened to the master, no domestic slave could escape.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Muye made a decision. He stared at Uncle Fu in front of him, and with the idea of ​​trying it out again, he asked solemnly, "Uncle Fu, can I believe you?"

Uncle Fu, who had been waiting there silently, heard Fang Muye's question and saw his serious expression. He guessed that Fang Muye might be facing some difficult things. He couldn't help but show worry on his face. He stood up, bowed, and said sincerely: "Master, I was saved by the old master and entered the mansion as a slave. The old master entrusted me with the important task of managing things. It has been thirty years now. During this period, the old master treated me with courtesy, and the master also treated me as a relative. I watched the master grow up. I am alone in the world, and the master is my relative. As long as the master has any instructions, I will tell you. I will never regret it even if I die nine times!"

Fang Muye thought to himself, as expected, Uncle Fu and Nangong Yan have a close relationship. From what he said, it seems that Uncle Fu clearly treats Nangong Yan like his own son.

"Uncle Fu, you are too polite. We still need you to take care of the Nangong Mansion. How can we let you make any mistakes? This is the case. I accompanied General Meng on a mission to welcome the bride. We encountered the Tuan rebels at the border. During the battle, I accidentally hit my head and fainted. Although I was not seriously injured, I didn't remember many things after waking up. I dare not let outsiders know about this, for fear of causing disasters. However, I have no clue now and it is inconvenient for me to act, so please tell me in detail about the matters related to me."