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At this time, Yelu Hongji had just sat on the Dragon Throne for less than three years, and he was still very young.
And Empress Xiao is naturally very young.
The Xiao family is a big family, so large that there are more than one hundred direct descendants, not counting direct descendants.
Almost all the previous empresses of Khitan came from the Xiao family, and the current empress is no exception.
Just when the queen was returning to her natal home, Lu Sen, with a beard and his hands in his cuffs, walked by not far away.
He saw the strict defense in front, and knew that there must be big figures from the Khitan Kingdom coming in and out here, but he was not interested in doing anything.
Although he intends to weaken the Khitan country, it is meaningless to kill only one or two high-ranking officials of the Khitan country, and someone will make up for it soon.
The really good way is to allow them to internalize themselves for a long time, involuntarily, and consume Khitan's resources until they are not enough to pose a threat to the Central Plains.
Lu Sen walked by, and Empress Xiao, who had been talking to her father, suddenly turned back. Through the gap between the guards, she looked at Lu Sen's back with a solemn expression.
The middle-aged man next to him looked over suspiciously, and then asked, "Queen, is there something weird over there?"
Empress Xiao shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I just seem to see someone I know, but I don't look like it when I look at the back."
Oh The middle-aged man didn't think much about it. After all, it's not strange to occasionally see outsiders who are similar to his acquaintances.
Lu Sen wandered around the Linhuang mansion, not afraid of being disturbed by the Khitan people.
Here not only the Khitan people often wear Song clothes, but also a large number of Song people come and go, and some are even high-ranking officials.
Currently, the Khitan's official uniforms are similar to those of the Song court, they are almost all carved out of the same mold, so it is easy for Lu Sen to identify the other party's identity.
After walking two or three streets, Lu Sen sat down in a restaurant.
After he has been walking for so long, this restaurant has the most people, and looking at the decoration of the store, it is also the most luxurious.
He didn't have a box, so he just sat in the lobby on the second floor. There were a lot of people talking here, and it was a good place to collect information.
After ordering two or three dishes, he shook his head after tasting them.
The taste is so-so, really not as good as the dishes made by ordinary restaurants in Hangzhou.
He was originally extremely handsome, and it stands to reason that he should have attracted much attention, but after putting on the cognition-fuzzy mustache produced by that formula, he became ordinary in the eyes of outsiders.
After listening for a while, he heard a lot of interesting content.
For example, some time ago, Zhang Tianci, the head of the household department, was ambushed by soldiers from the Song Dynasty. He was hit by a sword and almost died.
For another example, in the middle of last month, Yu Shi An Yinan was assassinated by a Song warrior and lost his arm. Although his life was saved, he was unable to contribute to the country. .
However, a few days ago, the group of warriors who ambushed the Khitan officials were found, and they were almost caught in a pot. Nine times out of ten, they were arrested and killed, only two or three escaped.
Hearing this, Lu Sen admired it a little. No matter how bad his impression of the group of knights is, it is undeniable that there are always exceptions.
For example, Zhan Zhao, or these knights who are willing to lurk in Linhuang Mansion with their heads tied to their waistbands.
It's just that these news are still not what Lu Sen wants.
He really admires these warriors who dare to stand up to death, but he knows better that the starting point of these warriors is not very important.
After listening for a while, Lu Sen waved his hand and asked Xiaoer: "Shopkeeper, I'm here for the first time, and I want to hear some interesting stories about people in Linhuang Mansion, can you tell me something?"
After finishing speaking, a piece of broken silver the size of a finger was placed on the table.
The waiter in the shop was a Khitan, he put the broken silver into his arms with a smile, and said: "This guest official from the Song Dynasty, you have asked the right person. Although I don't know what anecdote, there is someone who knows very well. I can tell you, the guest officer, where he is."
"That person is very powerful and well-informed?"
"The old man has no roots!" The shop waiter said in a low voice: "He is over eighty years old and has served two kings in the palace. Now that the new king takes office, he is released. Make a living selling secrets."
"The current king is not afraid that he will leak news from the palace?"
The waiter said hehe: "Of course I'm not afraid. The defense in the palace will change the password and patrol time every once in a while. When you leave the palace gate, you only know some secrets."
Lu Sen understood.
Newly appointed Yelu Hongji did not want toIf you are in a panic, I will tell you about ancient times, and talk about the miraculous things I have heard since I was a child and I have seen with my own eyes. "
Lu Sen immediately took out the notebook and pen and ink from the system backpack, put them on the table, and prepared to take notes while listening.
When the old man saw something that suddenly appeared, his eyes froze. After a brief absence, he looked at Lu Sen in surprise, but quickly calmed down, and slowly told him what he had heard in the past eighty years, I've said everything I've been through.
After about three hours, the old man drank three times of water and finally finished telling the story.
After Lu Sen put away his notebook, pen and ink, he took out another silver ingot, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "The old man has told so many good stories. The boy is very grateful, thank you very much."
After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave.
The old man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he put it down and said instead: "Young man, I have trouble walking, old man, please walk slowly."
Lu Sen nodded, turned around and walked to the door, and frowned slightly as soon as he opened the door.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and there were two people standing outside the door, one of them was dressed like a monk, the other was a young man wearing a bamboo hat, he looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, but there was something strange about him, obviously She is young and has black hair, but a pair of thick eyebrows are white!
White as snow.
And these two people, with solemn expressions, looked a little wrong.
Lu Sen clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me, can you let me go?"
The two people on the opposite side took two steps back. As soon as Lu Sen walked out of the door, the man dressed as a middle-aged monk next to him entered the room with a whizzing sound, extremely fast. Lu Sen, on the other hand, was blocked by the white-browed boy.
"This Xiaolang, you should be from the Central Plains, what do you mean by blocking my way?"
The young man clasped his fists in both hands, and also clasped a long sword in his chest. He said coldly: "My master didn't let you go, so you can't go."
Lu Sen turned around and saw the middle-aged monk standing in front of the old man.
"The guest outside the door is just a guest who came to ask some questions, two friends from the Central Plains, how about letting him go?" This is the old man in the room talking.
The middle-aged monk said with a smile: "The person who can come to you is not a good person."
The old man was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "After I came out of the palace, there were not ten thousand visitors, but several thousand. Could it be that the two friends from the Song Dynasty couldn't kill them all?"
"It's enough to kill you and the traitor in front of you."
Hearing this, the white-browed boy took another step back, unsheathed his long sword, pointed at Lu Sen's chest, and shouted loudly: "Master said you are selling your ancestors for glory, damn it, so you are going to die. Remember, my nickname is Shanxi Xu Liang of Yan, whose father is the famous mountain rat Xu Qing, after you go down to the underworld, the King of Hades will ask who killed you, you can report my name."
Lu Sen's expression was ugly. Four years ago, the experience of being hit between the eyebrows with a hidden weapon by Han Zhang came to mind again.
His mood suddenly became irritable, and he said unhappily: "If you don't ask the matter clearly, you will do it. Are you afraid of unjust killing?"
"Those who achieve great things don't care about small things." The white-browed boy snorted: "Master said, if you are timid, you will never achieve great things."
Lu Sen sighed and said: "As expected of the descendants of the Five Rats, even the ruthlessness to hurt others is exactly the same."
The white-browed boy froze for a moment, and asked, "Do you know my uncle?"
Lu Sen was about to speak, but the monk in the room suddenly said: "Liang'er, don't talk nonsense with him, he is just trolling you to delay your time, since you have decided to do it, you can't hesitate, mother-in-law, what are you talking about?"
At this time, the old man in the house laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" The middle-aged monk was a little puzzled.
"I laugh at you idiot."
The middle-aged monk was taken aback for a moment, then immediately reacted, turned around and rushed out the door.
At this time, Xu Liang, a white-browed boy, had already made a move, and Changyin turned into a silver light in the night, piercing Lu Sen's throat.
But at this time Lu Sen had already put himself in the posture of going forward and punching, and the space around him seemed to be distorting slightly.
When the silver light approached him, he stepped forward and punched out.
Simple goose step punch.
A violent airflow formed in front of Lu Sen's body. It was not blown out by fists, but suddenly vented out of a hole in the void.
It seems that a terrible hurricane rushed out of a huge cave.
"Liang'er, flash."
The young man's reaction was extremely fast. The silver light was almost in front of Lu Sen, and he could change his moves midway. He suddenly dodged aside, and then a terrifying force brushed past him.
A deep ravine was drawn on the ground.He was able to change his move halfway, he suddenly dodged aside, and then a terrifying force brushed past him.
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