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Zhao Yushu, with his arms open and wearing a fur hat, was pulling a cart towards a restaurant on Mingde Street in Seoul.

Hancheng is not a city, but another name for the southern city of Linhuang Prefecture. Because a large number of people from the Central Plains live here, it is a bit like the large Chinatown in Zhao Yushu's previous life.

Seeing Zhao Yushu coming, two assistants came out in a hurry to help move the wine jars off the cart. Then the shopkeeper came out and counted the copper coins and put them in Zhao Yushu's hand: "Madam Fang's wine is indeed different from other wines, but the quantity is too small. Here's the money!"

Zhao Yushu counted the money three times, put it back in his arms solemnly, uttered "ahh" twice, nodded and bowed to the shopkeeper, then happily pushed the empty cart away. A sigh came from behind: "The kid is a good kid, but it's a pity that he is mute."

Zhao Yushu is certainly not a mute, but being a mute has its advantages. At least no one will ask him questions.

Although Lan Ling's small winery is just a decoration, it cannot be completely a decoration. When someone comes to buy wine, it still has to sell it, just in small quantities.

So the two of them still pretended to brew wine and deliver the goods every day. Of course, Zhao Yushu was responsible for the hard work of delivering the goods.

And selling alcohol is not something you can do just anywhere. The one Lan Ling chose is the farthest away, but the closest to North City.

There is no clear boundary between the north and south cities. Zhao Yushu pulled the cart slowly on the road, and his eyes kept scanning the area where the Liao nobles gathered in the north city from under his fur hat.

How can I go about my past in a reasonable way?

Don't worry, Zhao Yushu. There will be bread, there will be milk, and there will always be a way. Although the Imperial Master may not care about the life or death of the Fourth Prince, we still have to do the superficial work. At least before the Fourth Prince comes back, Second Senior Sister will be fine.

It is not impossible for a person from the lower class, especially a Tang person, to enter the powerful area of ​​the northern city, but it is too conspicuous. The patrolling yamen runners will come to cause trouble when they see you. If you want to disguise yourself as a rich man, it is not impossible, but it will be more conspicuous.

Zhao Yushu considered going in directly at night, but he believed that the National Master must have already set up a tight net and was waiting for him to get there. Moreover, as long as the National Master was willing and carefully investigated his past battles, one or two eyewitnesses would know his general skills, and it would not be too difficult to develop a targeted defense.

So sad.

However, he soon stopped worrying.

Back at the winery, Lan Ling told him a piece of news that her father-in-law had mentioned once before, but he didn't pay attention to it at that time.

The Tang Dynasty delegation is arriving soon.

The delegation came to ask for someone.

Although Yelu Rang was publicly killed by Zhao Yushu, that was done within the territory of Liao. Li Tong had already released him. Now she asked the Liao ruler to release Li Li immediately. Then the Tang Dynasty would bring the fourth prince to Youzhou, and everyone would exchange people in Youzhou.

In the eyes of the Liao Emperor, Li Tong should not be so brave. After all, half of the Tang Dynasty is still in the hands of the Red Lotus Sect, and even the most important retreat, Jiannan Road, has been taken away by them. Li Tong, who has finally ascended the throne, should now have difficulty suppressing those old ministers who are clamoring that the heroine cannot be the head of the country. Where does he get the courage to continue to challenge him?

But Li Tong did it anyway because she was qualified.

Of course she would not completely believe the Red Lotus Sect, but Tubo Gampo came to Chang'an.

The young Gampo followed the advice of the Lord of the Cemetery. Although he did not apologize, he was very humble. He even asked the Tang Dynasty to make him a king and then borrow 30,000 troops to enter Tubo to quell the rebellion.

This road was built by Li Huan and Li Jian’s father a year ago, but now the situation has been reversed.

At the same time, the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions were completely unified with the support of the Tang Dynasty. Yue Ji, the ruler of Hanhai Kingdom, also went to Chang'an to ask for a title. She was personally bestowed with a golden seal by Li Tong, and then sent 5,000 troops to intimidate the western side of the Liao Kingdom.

Under normal circumstances, the Liao ruler would not take such a large force seriously at all. He might just wave his hand and send a Wan Hu to lead the troops to destroy the so-called Hanhai Kingdom, but that is not possible now.

He knew that as long as he moved, Li Tong would also move. Even the scouts reported that they had discovered that a thousand elite cavalrymen from the Andong Protectorate had quietly sneaked into the Liao territory. They fought to support the war and came and went like the wind. The Liao Kingdom was already under attack from three sides.

But the Imperial Master still told him to be patient. He was waiting for someone, but he refused to tell him who he was waiting for. Even if this person was an old immortal, what could it matter? Would the Tang Dynasty collapse if the old immortal was killed?

The Tang Dynasty's envoys have entered the country from Youzhou, and are heading north along the road that Yelu Rang took. They are led by a royal relative, accompanied by an inner guard and five hundred elite cavalry. If they are intercepted again, the two countries will have to fight a war of annihilation.

Zhao Yushu decided to try to contact this delegation. This was one of the few ways for him to sneak into North City, but he didn't know who was coming.

"This is the news from our informants."

Lan Ling placed a stack of papers in front of Zhao Yushu: "There aren't many useful ones, just these few pages. I've sorted them out."

"Where do we get our spies?"

Zhao Yushu was very surprised. One of them was the proprietress of a small winery, and the other was a mute helper. How could they have spies?

"You men, what do you talk about when you go out to chat and drink?"

"It's just bragging."

"So what do you think we women usually talk about when we get together?"

Zhao Yushu suddenly realized: "Village situation six!"

Lan Ling didn't understand, but she was used to it. She pointed directly to the top few papers and said, "I picked these. They list the preferences of several Tang people who are doing well in North City, such as where they like to drink, which brothel they like to go to, and even some gossips that mention some of their privacy. I just don't know if they are true or not."

Zhao Yushu read the intelligence carefully and felt relieved. These things were useless now, but once he sneaked into North City, they might be effective.

Moreover, these people are obviously Tang people, but they can gain a foothold in the northern city of Linhuang Prefecture, which means that they either have a background, or have means, or both.

No matter which one it is, in this era, it is almost impossible not to have some evil on your hands.

What Zhao Yushu likes most is to bully bad people, and it would be even better if he could take advantage of them.

"Do you have any idea?"

"I just happened to see that this person likes to come to South City to drink."

Zhao Yushu pointed at a line of words on the paper and tapped it lightly.

"Then I'll send him two bottles of good wine. I'm sure he won't refuse."

Zhang Tianshi waited for his dinner, which included a bottle of the finest Lihua Bai.

The one who brought the wine was not the Taoist boy, but the man as expected.

How could he not come? He must find out what I want to do.

"The Imperial Master is in a very elegant mood."

The two sat opposite each other, and the table was filled with delicious food.

"Everyone has the desire for food and drink, I just follow my heart."

"Haha, follow your heart, follow your heart, this word is well used. I wonder what heart the Heavenly Master follows?"

"Of course it's from the heart of the greedy worm in the stomach. It can't be his heart."

Zhang Tianshi picked up the chopsticks and casually pointed at the courtyard wall. The man opposite him changed his expression slightly, but did not respond.

Zhang Tianshi smiled slightly, picked up a piece of fish, put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, then leisurely put down his chopsticks.

"Master Yan Hui told me before that Mr. Six, Zhao Yushu, once said something to him that he thought made a lot of sense."

"Oh? What are you talking about?"

“Not answering is also an answer.”