Chapter 1777: It's our turn!

My memory is not bad, and it is indeed a good memory that was honed when I followed Fu Bazhen. As long as I spend a little energy or see something that really makes me interesting and memorable, then I will really memorable.
And now, the starry sky I saw flashed slightly in the dark blue sky.
This scene reminded me of the huge screen that almost occupied a wall before in Yu Wenkang's room.
Stars flickered countless lights on that dark screen. In retrospect, it was very similar to the galaxy that I saw in front of me!
Could it be that--
I don't know if it's a cold wind or a chill in my heart, I can't help but take a breath.
Come to think of it, Yu Wenkang, as one of the Eight Pillars of the former dynasty, listened to Xie Ting's tone, and should be deeply versed in stargazing. Moreover, the match between him and Xie Datong made Xie Datong remember all these years Even after making his descendants go through all the hardships, he has to go back to Zhongyuan to ask him to win or lose. As Yu Wenkang himself, of course, it is also unforgettable.
It's hard to forget, so just put it in front of you and watch it day and night.
However, I was really surprised. Although my memory is good, so many years ago the astrology should be completely memorized and made into a huge screen, which is not what ordinary memory can accomplish. Sometimes, people focus too much on remembering one thing, and even run out of blood and die. Fu Bazhen quickly grew old in order to recite the ancient books burned by Liu Qinghan because of his excessive blood consumption. Yu Wenkang remembered such a huge astrological picture, but he was afraid that his body was weak.
I just don't quite understand.
A stargazing contest, the results in reality, day by day, year after year, will naturally emerge, why should it take so much effort to record a whole astrological chart, and also make a screen display By the bed, how about watching day and night?
Is there anything unwilling or unwilling in his heart?
I almost wanted to find Yu Wenkang and ask, or take another look at the astrological picture, but Huazhu was back at this time, and some simple hot soup rice was also sent in the kitchen. When I saw me standing at the door, Huazhu was scared and almost picked me up and dragged me back into the room. I didn't dare to bother her any more. Without saying anything, I sat down and ate.
When you're done eating, rub your stomach and digestion, and it will be dawn.
Huazhu made another cup of tea for me and asked, "Ms. Yan, would you stop taking a break?"
I shook my head. I slept enough from yesterday afternoon until early in the morning. I was so energetic now that I couldn't even escape the ears in this Yuwen House.
I looked up and asked her, "Is anyone here again? How can I hear the noise over there?"
Huazhu took a look at me, and did not hide it, saying: "It seems that news came in at midnight. It was just the master and Miss Zitong who invited Song Gongzi to come to the house to discuss something."
"Oh……"
I will not ask more.
It seems that Song Xuan's strategy has worked.
In the current situation, there is really no better option than him to play forward, but-I am now in order to avoid suspicion, and I can no longer have any contact with him, and I have no idea what he plans to do.
As for the news from the middle of the night-if I didn't guess wrong, it should be Shengjing, or the group of people who went south of Shengjing, that is, the news from the evil Houqi.
Now it's time for Pei Yuanxiu to make an appointment with him.
Thinking of this, my emotions could not help but a little tense-even the battle of Beijing, even Song Xuan went to strike, but after all, he is not the chief commander of this war, there are always some he can not care about, Moreover, the soldiers and horses of Shengjing, I have already seen them when I was in Dongzhou. The momentum of destroying everything is not to lose the prestige of the cavalry. They go south and the capital returns. What are the odds?
What's more, we don't even know what is going on in the capital.
In the winter morning, it was very slow, but because it was covered with white snow outside, I didn't feel so dark. I sat in the room and just watched the light from the window brighten little by little, pondering How much did they talk about.
Today is March 12th.
Previously, Pei Yuanxiu's agreement with Xie Houqi was to join the capital in March at the latest. Now is the right time. If I want to attack, I am afraid that it will be in these two days.
I sat for a while, listening to the voices outside getting more and more chaotic, and I could n’t sit still, so I got up and went out. Huazhu asked me where I was going. I said I was so anxious that I wanted to go, and she did her duty. Is behind me, but neither of us is familiar with this mansion. After strolling around, we went to the place where the trouble happened yesterday.
As soon as he approached, he saw Song Xuan walking out of it with several people.
His face was dignified, and he seemed to be thinking about it. He didn't notice that I was close to Huazhu. The people behind him who looked like vice generals were very happy. They were talking all the way out--
"I'll just say, it's definitely only us who can play forward!"
"That is, who knows more about Beijing than we do?"
"Son, this time, it's our turn!"
...
Among these vice generals, only one or two looked less excited. They walked next to Song Xuan as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't care about the surroundings.
At this time, Song Xuan just looked up and saw me coming from the other side of the road.
The two looked at each other at first, and his eyes flashed immediately.
However, as soon as he saw the flower bamboo beside me, he immediately pursed his lips, nodded to us only, said hello, and then greeted a few people behind him: "Time is not waiting for someone, hurry back and go on the road I'll talk about it later. "
After speaking, several people left.
My steps stalled a little.
What did he mean by that sentence, are they going to leave now?
What about us?
Just when I was in doubt, a few more people came out of it, led by Xie Yan and a tall man, with Han Zitong behind him, and several generals including General Zheng. They were talking What, Han Zitong probably didn't understand what they said, his eyes moved and he just saw me.
"Light face?"
As soon as she called me, Xie Yan stopped talking.
The tall man standing next to him also turned to look at me.