Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

The fat man followed Mr. Wei to the side hall.

The lights in the side hall flickered on and off, just like the fat man's mood at the moment.

The lord stood in front of the window with his back turned to him, his back straight. Behind the rows of houses outside the window was the endless pasture, but now it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Mr. Wei Er said: "Master, we have been brought here."

He didn't turn around and said in a low voice: "You go down first."

Mr. Wei bowed his hands and stepped back.

The fat man stood behind him, looking at him silently, his eyes full of doubts.

The Lord said: "Come forward."

The fat man walked up and stood in front of the window.

The Lord looked into the distance. After a long time, he slowly said: "What are you seeing now?"

The fat man said: "It's so dark that you can't see anything."

The Lord said: "But I can see it! This is an invisible land, and it is mine!"

His expression suddenly became a little excited, the muscles on his face twitched a few times, and he loudly said: "All life and all property on this land also belong to me!"

The fat man didn't answer, he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, his excitement finally calmed down, and he sighed: "It is not easy for anyone who wants to own this land."

The fat man also sighed: "It's not easy."

He glanced at the fat man and said, "Do you want to know how I got this land?"

The fat man said nothing.

His emotions became excited again, and he suddenly tore open his clothes, revealing his chest full of scars, and said:

"You get it with these injuries!"

Fatty had never seen so many stab wounds on a person's chest, some old and some new, and there was almost no intact skin to be found.

He said: "This is the price I paid. This land was bought with my blood, my sweat, and the lives of countless brothers!"

The fat man said calmly: "I understand."

He said: "No, you don't understand, none of you understand."

His chest heaved, his voice became more excited, and his eyes flashed fiercely, saying: "So no one can take this away from me, no one!"

The fat man was still calm: "I understand."

He turned around, looked at the fat man, put away his sharp eyes, and became softer. He patted the fat man on the shoulder, and his voice became kind, and said: "This is what I admire about you. You are not afraid of being favored or humiliated, and you have a big heart." He has wisdom and means, but lacks a little opportunity."

The fat man said: "So you want to give me a chance?"

He said: "Yes."

The fat man said: "What opportunity?"

He said: "Help me kill someone!"

The fat man said: "Can't Mr. Wei go? He is a master of murder."

He said: "Only you can kill this person."

The fat man said: "Who to kill?"

He said: "A person who wants my land goes crazy, but I don't want to give it to him."

The fat man said: "What if I don't go?"

He stared at the fat man with an elusive expression on his face, whether he was happy or sad, and said: "You will go."

He straightened his back again, and then said to the fat man: "Follow me."

With that said, he walked straight to the back of the side hall.

The fat man followed him to the back of the side hall.

This place is very different from the luxurious layout of the side hall. The back is empty, dimly lit with oil lamps, and there is a lonely tomb in the middle of the room.

It's strange, why is this person sick? He would build a tomb in the house, and in front of the side hall is his living room. He sleeps with a solitary tomb every day. Is he out of his mind?

He seemed to see the fat man's confusion and said, "Do you think it would be strange to have a grave in the house?"

The fat man said: "Yes."

"Aren't you curious who is buried in this grave?" He stared at the fat man, who became calm.

The fat man said: "Who?"

He sighed and said, "This is your grandpa!"

This time it was the fat man's turn to be surprised and said: "My grandpa! How is that possible?"

He said: "It's true, I don't need to lie to you."

The fat man said: "That's not right. My grandfather's grave was well buried in my hometown. Why is there an extra grandfather? How many grandfathers do I have?"

He said: "The grave in my hometown is just a burial mound. His old man is indeed buried here."

The fat man said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. How could my grandfather know you and be buried here?"

He said: "He is my benefactor, he saved my life!"

The fat man asked in shock: "How could you save me?"

He said: "Listen to me and tell you a story."

The fat man said: "Speak."

“I was 30 years old that year, at the age when a man is most ambitious, and all I could think about was serving the country with loyalty.

It was a year of severe drought, the people were in dire straits, corpses were everywhere, the government withheld relief grain from the court, and the rice distributed to the refugees was rice mixed with sand, and we could no longer survive.

There was an uprising in the village. They killed the local officials and opened warehouses to stockpile grain, thus saving a whole village.

My parents were both starving to death. I didn’t have a wife. I had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry, so I rebelled with the villagers. "

The fat man interrupted him and said, "Wait a minute, aren't you the eighth prince? The eighth and fifth prince who plans to rebel?"

He looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "Hahaha, when did I admit that I am the eighth fifth master? He is not even worthy of carrying my shoes, that coward, that coward!"

The fat man said: "Who are you?"

He said: "You'd better listen to me finish the story, please don't interrupt me again."

The fat man said: "Okay."

"No one thought that we, a bunch of mud-legged people, could be so brave when facing the officers and soldiers of the imperial court. Soon we captured the entire township, and more and more people came to seek refuge. Our team is gradually getting stronger. We I don't have much ambition, I just want to have something to eat.

Later, the Eighth Prince found us.

Originally we thought that Master Bawu was here to persuade us to surrender, but who knew that he really came to persuade us to surrender, but he did not persuade us to surrender to the court, but to follow him.

In fact, many people at that time hoped to submit to the imperial court and earn a living, but when the Eighth Prince came, he brought us another kind of hope and ambition.

He promised us a lot, and we believed his lies at that time. Who knew that this was the beginning of a nightmare.

The pasture you saw during the day is the land we built. It took us 20 years to build this land into a fortress and a city.

There is a paradise-like pasture here, the grass here is fatter, the water here is sweeter, there is no need to worry about famine again, it is a good place to recuperate.

It's perfect to use this place as a base. We will soon go to Chang'an, the place where all our dreams can come true. "

The fat man said: "But you are still here, and Chang'an is still fine."

He smashed the wall with hatred, gritted his teeth and said, "This is all thanks to the Eighth Prince!"