lonely king

Nanming Palace, in the study.

Nanming Wang Gongsun Zhi frowned tightly, as if something extremely headache happened.

When the doctor Zhang You entered the study, he happened to meet a man wearing a straw hat who came out of the king's study and left in a hurry. Zhang You looked at the figure of the man, and saw that the clothes looked like civilians, and the straw hat seemed to be untied. With a few dead grasses, he looks like a horse breeder who came out of a stable.

Zhang You frowned, and entered the king's study.

"I see the king,"

"You're here, don't be too polite, come here quickly." Gongsun Zhi beckoned to Zhang You.

Zhang You hurriedly stood up and leaned next to Gongsun Zhi, "Did something difficult happen to the king, that's why he summoned the minister?"

Gongsun Zhi looked at Zhang You, "It's true that something difficult happened."

Zhang You turned his eyes slightly, "But it has something to do with the king's carrier pigeon?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Gongsun Zhi's eyes, he looked at Zhang You, "How does Zhang Aiqing know?"

"When I just came in, I saw a servant wearing a straw hat passing by, so I guessed that this person was a pigeon breeder for the king. Seeing that person's expression in a hurry, there must be something wrong with the pigeons of the king."

Gongsun Zhi nodded. There was indeed a problem with his bright-eyed carrier pigeons. This batch of carrier pigeons was also old. This was the first time something like this had happened.

"What happened? What made the king so anxious?"

Zhang You knew that Gongsun Zhi's bright-eyed carrier pigeon had never seen the king so anxious about the carrier pigeon, so something extremely urgent must have happened.

Gongsun Zhi handed the paper in his hand to Zhang You, "The pigeons were fine a few days ago, but the pigeons that flew to the west came back a little later, but these days they have also returned, and just these few days, the pigeons are like It was like being bewitched by something, calling all day long, and the person who raised the pigeons didn't know what happened. After a few days of calling, these pigeons began to fly around like crazy, and many pigeons had already hit Dead on the wooden pillar, half dead already."

"Why does it seem to be in a daze?"

Zhang You also frowned. From the paper Gongsun Zhi gave him, he saw the disability of these pigeons. Most of them were indeed dead, and the person who raised the pigeons did not find out the specific reason. The person who raised the pigeons was an old man. He can cure all diseases, but this time there is no way.

"Isn't the pigeon breeder good at singing birds? Didn't he hear anything from the calls of the pigeons?" Zhang You asked quickly.

Gongsun Zhi shook his head, he had thought of this a long time ago, if he could hear something, he would not be so melancholy.

"I only know that the pigeon's call is miserable, and the call is much sharper than normal, and the breeder can't hear anything. Has this pigeon been tampered with?"

Gongsun Zhi frowned, he looked to the west, this happened after the group of pigeons from the west came back, he looked at the setting sun in the west.

"Could it be Baili Nian? These pigeons were sent to the west to convey information, and the dead soldiers sent to Cangyu Mountain in the west have not returned..."

Gongsun Zhi murmured, the more he thought about it, the more he doubted Baili Nian. Although this matter seemed to have nothing to do with him, the dead men and pigeons sent to other places were all fine, why only the carrier pigeons to the west It's been a few days late, and there's no news from the dead man?

"No way, Mr. Baili has no reason to move the carrier pigeon on the king."

Zhang You also frowned, but he didn't suspect Baili Nian, how could things like the pigeon's madness have anything to do with Baili Nian.

Zhang You still shook his head and denied Gongsun Zhi's guess, "Mr. Baili doesn't know the carrier pigeons of the King, not to mention that the carrier pigeons of the King are not ordinary pigeons. Non-professional people can't move this pigeon at all, Mr. Baili Go to Cangyu Mountain alone, and there is no one around who can tame pigeons, so how can you tamper with this red-eyed carrier pigeon?"

Zhang You never believed that it was Baili Nian who did it. He admired Baili Nian's talent and skill the most. He didn't believe that a person like Baili Nian, who was out of the dust, would do such a thing of harming living beings.

Although Gongsun Zhi doubted Baili Nian, he also agreed with Zhang You's words. Zhang You's words were very reasonable, but Baili Nian didn't understand bird language.

"Cangyu Mountain is connected to the desert. Maybe there is something strange and weird that startled the pigeons. It's not certain at this time. Baili Nian is just a wild man after all."

Gongsun Zhi looked at the white paper in his hand, "It's just that this king has killed a lot of pigeons this time, and the news line that I worked so hard on will be put on hold for a while."

Obviously, this batch of pigeons can no longer be used. Gongsun Zhi can only raise another batch. The pigeons going to Beiyan Country are still good. There may be no news about Nian in the near future.

"At present, the Xizhao Kingdom is not a problem. Mr. Baili who is going west, I feel that there is no need to follow. As long as the Beiyan Kingdom in the north is under the eyes of the king, everything will not be a problem."

Zhang You poured a cup of tea for Gongsun Zhi. At the moment, the two great kingdoms of Beiyan and Nanming were confronting each other. Zhang You naturally considered Beiyan first.

Gongsun Zhi nodded, "Ai Qing is right."

"However, you can't ignore the matter of the pigeons and let it go. This king will hand this matter over to Ai Qing. Ai Qing will be my king. Check it out!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

……

Inside the Wangshu Pavilion in Qiangma Kingdom.

The person who trains pigeons for Baili Nian stands aside. He was called to Wangshu Pavilion for two cups of tea, but Baili Nian didn't say a word, and drew a picture on the white jade paper with a vermilion bird pen in his hand. Even the pigeon trainers dare not speak.

"The wild pigeons are well trained." Baili Nian said suddenly.

"It's just as long as the husband likes it. It's the grass people's honor if the husband likes it." The pigeon trainer was much smarter than last time.

But the pigeon trainer also looked up a few times, and there was no sign of pigeons in the huge Wangshu Pavilion, so he didn't dare to declare because he was suspicious.

According to the creed given by Baili Nian, the pigeon trainer taught the pigeons’ frightened calls every day to make the pigeons feel frightened, and also used the calming medicine given by Baili Nian to ensure that the pigeons would not die of fright, although He was very surprised why the pigeons were trained like this, but he didn't dare to ask.

"It's your reward on the table, and you don't have to come to Wangshu Pavilion again." Baili Nian said.

The pigeon trainer glanced at the table, and now there were two boxes of gold and silver treasures in one brocade box. He was unavoidably happy, but he didn't dare to be too arrogant.

"Thank you sir!"

"But don't you need to train pigeons in the future?" The pigeon trainer asked again.

But Baili Nian, the painter, didn't say a word, and continued to write and ink, as if he didn't hear the pigeon trainer's words, and he trained the pigeons to stay where they were, and he didn't know what to do.

"Mo Yan, send him out." Baili Nian said softly.

"Yes, my lord."

Standing by the side, Mo Yan held two brocade boxes, and stretched out his hand to ask the pigeon trainer to go out. The pigeon trainer first glanced at Baili Nian, then turned around and walked out with Mo Yan, thinking that Mr. Baili is really unpredictable If you think about it, you are a cold-tempered person.

Mo Yan, who was walking in front, kept his face tense, holding a cold sword in his hand, and the air-conditioning was threatening. The pigeon trainer looked up at Mo Yan, a little scared, and there was a foot away from Mo Yan.

Mo Yan understood Baili Nian's meaning, he asked him to send the pigeon trainer out, he just wanted him to say a few words, don't be suspicious or talk too much about things that have nothing to do with him.

Wangshu Pavilion had been quiet for less than half an hour, when Sai Jian's heroic laughter sounded downstairs, he rushed all the way to the top of the building, before Mo Yan came back, Sai Jian's people had already rushed in front of Baili Nian.

"Mr. Baili is painting again?" Sai Jian glanced forward, and happened to see Baili Nian holding a Zhuque jade pen, writing the last stroke on the moist white paper.

"Did your majesty come down just now?" Baili Nian raised his eyes while putting down his jade pen.

"Yes, my king discussed with the courtiers today to build a bookstore to store the articles and paintings of literati from all over the world, especially the articles of Beiyan and Nanming. It's just..."

Sai Jian, who was beaming with joy, paused at this point, and looked at Baili Nian.

"Your Majesty, just say whatever you want."

"It's just that the writing of Qianghao is different from the writing of the Central Plains. This king can't understand the writing from the southern border at all. Although my king's heart also yearns for the calligraphy and calligraphy of the Central Plains, you also know this king's temper. This king is a Reckless man, what kind of writing and calligraphy do you know, but you can't even read a single word!"

Sai Jian was unceremonious, never before had a monarch teased himself like this, Baili Nian's lips curled into a slight smile, this Qiang Zhu was indeed different from Beiyan, Nanming and other countries, people were much fiercer, and even their words were unique At that time, there were many powerful generals in the court and no civil servants. Although Sai Jian had a heart for the Central Plains, he could not read his articles and books because of the different writing.

"If your majesty wants to read it, I can read it for you to listen to. If you also want to learn the characters of the Central Plains, I can also teach you."

Baili Nian raised his eyes to look at Sai Jian, probably Sai Jian had the same meaning in his heart.

Sai Jian's eyes shone brightly, and he grabbed Baili Nian's hand, "Okay! I've made an agreement with my husband to set up a bookstore in a few days, and I will regard my husband as the chief historian, and take care of books and calligraphy. For the matter, how about teaching me the writing, calligraphy and ink of this king?"

Baili Nian lowered his eyes slightly, and withdrew his hand from Sai Jian's, "It's natural to take care of books and calligraphy for the king, but this official position is still unnecessary. I'm a lazy person by nature, and I don't like this government affairs , it is useless to have an official name, do you think so, Your Majesty?"

"Sir, you don't want this king's official position?" Sai Jian frowned.