Sheriff, give me a smile~

When Li Bai returned to the government office, he saw Di Renjie sitting at the table alone.There is fine rice paper on the table, and a pen slightly dipped in ink is placed on the inkstone beside it.

"Is there any progress on the case?"

"Have."

Li Bai lifted his clothes and sat next to him: "Let's listen."

"A good news, a bad news, which one to listen to first?"

Li Bai raised his eyebrows: "There will be good news, I thought it was all bad news. If that's the case, let's hear the good news first."

"The King of Han is no longer in danger, and those people will not attack him again."

"Oh, why is that?"

"This is the bad news I want to tell you," Di Renjie paused, "because their target is you."

Li Bai was startled: "It's me."

Di Renjie picked up the brush on the side and dipped it in the ink: "Do you still remember what the female assassin said before she died?"

"remember."

Di Renjie said while writing ink on the paper: "Eighteen sons, Li; one person, Tai; the setting sun, Bai. Li Taibai."

Di Renjie took back his pen, and on the white rice paper were the words Li Taibai.

Li Bai looked at his name with a complicated expression.

"Are you wondering why the target is you?" Di Renjie said slowly: "I was also very puzzled at first, but when I connected something, it seemed that everything had a root to be found."

"what?"

"Remembrance of past lives."

Li Bai added another layer of doubt: "What do you mean?"

Di Renjie didn't answer but instead asked: "Let me ask you, if a mysterious person or force in Chang'an, rich and powerful, informs in a strange way that he wants to attack you, what do you think his motives are for attacking you?" ?”

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Li Bai's mind, seeking fame and fortune, but he was just a poet wandering in the rivers and lakes, and it seemed that these reasons were unreasonable.It seems that there is no other reason other than remembrance of past lives.

"They...are for remembrance"

"No, it's the holder of the memory of past lives. There must be some secret in you," Di Renjie pondered for a moment: "It probably has something to do with your memory."

Li Bai was silent for a while, feeling a little complicated: "Since the target is me, why do you want to assassinate Liu Bang?"

"It's just a pretense, they didn't intend to kill Liu Bang at all." Di Renjie said lightly: "If they really wanted to kill Liu Bang, the assassin's weapon should have been poisoned. This is just to mislead everyone and divert their attention. When everyone When you pay attention to Hanwang and his party, it will be much easier to attack you."

"Everyone in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City knows that the King of Han was assassinated, and many people are also very worried about the alliance between the Tang Dynasty and the King of Han. After all, such an incident happened at such an important palace banquet, and the Tang Dynasty must bear a heavy responsibility. Facts Since the assassination happened, His Majesty has accompanied the King of Han a lot, and even re-negotiated the terms of sending troops. According to His Majesty's temperament, the alliance, sending troops, and the safety of the King of Han are the most important things now. As for the Qinglian Sword Immortal Association What happened." Di Renjie gave Li Bai a meaningful look: "It's not in His Majesty's consideration."

Things that have no interest value, no matter how good they are, will not be placed on the balance of power.

She can tolerate your presumptuousness, including your rudeness, even if you break into the Daming Palace with a sword, she will allow you to retreat unscathed, because she appreciates your talent, but more importantly, because you have no interest in her conflict.

When conflict arises, she will abandon you without hesitation.

This is the crown of the king.

After Li Bai was silent for a while, he suddenly smiled: "That is to say, even if His Majesty knows that those people are targeting me, he won't care about me right now?"

"It's not that I don't care about it, it's just that I won't put it in the first place. The assassin has already offended the majesty of the emperor, and His Majesty will not take it lightly. But there are priorities, and the priority is the alliance right now."

Daming Palace.

There are two memorials on Wu Zetian's table, one is Di Renjie's and the other is Liu Bang's.

Wu Zetian looked up at the purple-haired monarch sitting quietly drinking tea, and raised his hand to open Liu Bang's memorandum.

It was originally a request to return to Chu and Han, to the effect that Xiao He sent an urgent report saying that the military situation in Han was urgent and asked Liu Bang to return quickly.

Wu Zetian frowned, the matter of the assassin was not over yet, even though the reinforcements from the Tang Dynasty were ready, there might be many dangers on the return journey at this time.

Wu Zetian pondered for a moment, then opened another playlist.Di Renjie said concisely, only stating that the King of Han is no longer in danger, and the assassin's target is Li Bai. If the King of Han intends to return to Han, please let him leave with peace of mind.

Di Renjie has always been at ease in handling Wu Zetian's affairs, and seeing this statement, he feels at ease.But the target is Li Bai... Forget it, it's too late to deal with him now.

Wu Zetian put down the memorandum and smiled at Liu Bang: "Since the King of Han has this intention, I shall allow it. However, we need to leave one person to deal with the follow-up matters. Whom the King of Han thinks is more appropriate to keep?"

Liu Bang's hand holding the teacup stopped, Han Xin had to go back with him, and Zhang Liang was the only one who could trust him.

Do you want to keep Zhang Liang?

At the thought of being separated from him for a period of time, a strong reluctance spread in my heart.

Unfortunately there is no other way.

Ever since he kissed Zhang Liang crazily and rudely that night, Zhang Liang became more and more alienated and respectful towards Liu Bang, as if he was avoiding himself intentionally or unintentionally everywhere.

Liu Bang sighed secretly in his heart, was he really too anxious, maybe it would be better to separate for a while.

"Then Zhang Liang."

Wu Zetian nodded: "Of course. The soldiers and horses of the Tang Dynasty have also been prepared, and they will conquer Chu and Han together with the King of Han. I also appointed a Tang general to dispatch troops and horses to fight with the King of Han."

"I don't know which general it is"

"Li Jing."

"So, who exactly wants to attack me?"

"No hurry, they will come out by themselves."

"How to say"

"The answer to this mystery is deliberately thrown out, isn't it just to lure me to pay such a price. If you just give up after this step, it would be too uneconomical." Di Renjie looked at the three words on the paper, and there seemed to be a chill in his eyes: " If it is not as I expected, something will happen within three days after the incident happened. And today is just the third day."

As if to confirm Di Renjie's words, the voice of the yamen outside the door suddenly came: "Master Di, there is a Westerner outside the door asking to see you."

"Let him in."

Immediately after a sound of hurried footsteps, Marco Polo walked in quickly with an anxious face: "Your Majesty the Sheriff, it's not good, the little mouse is gone."

Di Renjie obviously didn't expect Yuan Fang to be the price of the accident, he was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted: "Don't worry, tell me what happened first."

Marco Polo told Di Renjie how Yuan Fang came to play with him, how he took him to the Star Picking Tower, and how he disappeared in the Star Picking Tower.

"You just said that Yuan Fang disappeared suddenly when you were talking with that old man."

"Yes, I didn't pay attention to him at the time, and when I finished speaking, I found that the little mouse disappeared at some point."

Di Renjie pondered for a moment: "What time is it?"

Li Bai glanced out the window: "About a quarter after Shen time."

He disappeared for an hour and a half, either because he was deliberately investigating something, or because of an accident.

"Wait a little longer," Di Renjie said, "I have a conjecture, but it will take some time to prove it."

Royal Palace.

The setting sun slanted.

It was dim and warm, but I saw a white-haired man sitting at a table by the window, quietly flipping through a book.

When Liu Bang came in, he saw this scene.

The man seemed to be looking at it seriously, and he didn't even notice that he came in.

Liu Bang couldn't bear to disturb him, so he stepped lightly and stood quietly behind him.

The jerky and obscure words seem to have spirituality in his eyes, and everything they pass is rejuvenated.

Liu Bang couldn't understand the words, and he didn't like to read those words. He only liked to look at the person in front of him.

As it was then.

Back then when he was not the well-known King of Han, but just a street gangster, Zhang Liang liked to sit in his dilapidated hut and read like this.

I also often quietly stand behind him, watching him read a book, standing for an hour or two.

When Zhang Liang saw him, he was surprised at first, then with a look of comprehension, he raised his single mirror and asked, "Do you want to learn?"

The feeling person mistakenly thinks that he wants to learn, but it’s okay, let’s go on with the misunderstanding, and he nods and says yes.

For a long time thereafter, Zhang Liang taught himself those wonderful words every day, and he looked at Zhang Liang carefully with his chin propped up, but he never understood those words.

Zhang Liang was helpless: "You don't read books, why do you keep looking at me?"

Liu Bang smiled like a ruffian: "Because Liang is good-looking."

Every look in that person's eyes, in my heart, is a quiet time.

"When did you come, Your Majesty?"

Liu Bang pursed his lips: "I just came here, and I haven't been standing for long." After saying that, he lit a lamp on the table.

"It's getting dark, why don't you light the lamp, what do you do if you see bad eyes?"

Liu Bang sat down beside Zhang Liang and turned his head to look at him.

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, and at some point, the person in front of him had such a calm and resolute temperament. He remembered that this person was just a frivolous little ruffian on the street back then.

More and more like a king.

Whether it's speech and behavior, or making decisions.

He taught him the art of war and strategy, taught him a thousand years of history, taught him the way of tyranny, and taught him a hundred schools of thought, but he didn't teach him the emperor's mind, but the fastest he understood was the emperor's mind.

You have to admit that some people are born with the talents of emperors, that kind of talent engraved in their bones, which can't be lingered without teaching.

This man, this is his king, the king he made with his own hands.

Back then, the man put his arm around his shoulders and made fun of: "If I were king in his year and Liangliang was so talented, it would be nice to be my military advisor."

"it is good."

"So easy to agree"

"I made a divination for you, and you are destined to have the appearance of a king."

"Tsk, that Liangliang has predicted my marriage for me."

"Marriage"

"Yes, marriage."

"Well, yes."

"What did you see?"

"Can't see anything."

"It's so eh, it's possible that I was born to be lonely forever" Liu Bang's expression was disastrous, but in the next second he changed into a serious expression, and he held Zhang Liang's hand: "But, if there is The ovary is with me, so it doesn't matter if Ji is alone forever."

so fast.

The memory of that year is vivid, as if it just happened yesterday.

"what are you thinking"

"Something from the past."

"Well," Liu Bang nodded: "Zifang, I'm leaving for Chuhan tomorrow."

"I know."

"You need to stay and deal with the rest."

"I know."

"This is for you." Liu Bang handed him a short bamboo whistle.

"This is" Zhang Liang took it hesitantly.

"The bamboo whistle can transmit sound across thousands of miles. If you are in any danger, blow it and I will rush over to help you immediately."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Liang accepted it." Zhang Liang raised his eyes: "Is there anything else, Your Majesty?"

"Is Zifang driving me away?"

"No, it's just that it's getting late, Your Majesty, um..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Bang grabbed his waist and lowered his head to seal his lips.

It didn't go deep, but it was just a shallow kiss covering the man's lips like this, but he was reluctant to let go.

Biting his lip lightly, he clearly felt the man tremble in his arms.

Liu Bang released Zhang Liang and looked at him seriously: "Liangliang, don't doubt my intentions."

He stood up and pressed a kiss on Zhang Liang's forehead.

"Chu Han will be mine, and so will you."

Watching Liu Bang leave, Zhang Liang looked down at the bamboo whistle in his hand.The delicate texture glows in the candlelight.

If a hundred flowers melt into snow, they will return to swallows once.

If the spring water is facing the wind, ask for love in the south of the Yangtze River.