Liang Xiao was sweating profusely, but he had to admit that Tu Niuer was right.

Before the Wu and Chu Rebellion, Guangling belonged to the State of Wu and was ruled by King Liu Bi of Wu for forty years.

There were mountains and seas in the Wu Kingdom. Liu Bi boiled the sea as salt, opened the mountains and minted coins, and exempted the taxes from the people of the country. Even the task of going to the capital was handled by Liu Bi. Of course, Liu Bi did not do this with kindness, but for the people of Wu Kingdom, those decades were indeed the best days. Even with the prosperous times of the Wen and Jing rule as the background, the people of Wu Kingdom were still living well.

Liu Bi died and was a rebel minister of the Han Empire, and had a reputation for being infamous for thousands of years. However, for the former people of Wu, it was a rare and good situation.

The people do not understand any great principles, they only care about their own personal interests. When Liu Bi asked them to live a good life, they would like to think of Liu Bi's good. As for whether Liu Bi was a loyal minister or a rebellious minister, it had nothing to do with them. Besides, they were subjects of the Wu Kingdom and had nothing to do with the Han Dynasty far away in Chang'an.

Until now, the corpse of King Liu Bin of Wu was almost destroyed, and its reputation among the people is still very good. During the folk sacrifices, King Wu was also one of the gods, enjoying the incense of the people of Wu. This is almost a semi-public secret. The King of Wu was on the God-Madam Chu summoned Liang Xiao’s soul. In contrast, Tu Niuer’s feelings were normal, but Liang Xiao, the time traveler, had a little wrong reaction.

Liang Xiao knew that he had not truly integrated into Liang Xiao's original thinking, and if he continued, he would inevitably reveal flaws. He quickly changed the topic and discussed with Tu Niuer about spying on military affairs.

When he heard that Liang Xiao had to deal with Hu Lai according to the routine of marching and fighting, he even had to use spies. Tu Niuer was so happy that he scratched his ears and his face. Without Liang Xiao's words, he volunteered to go to the streets and was determined to act as a counter-essay.

"A Xiao, I think the best way is to use counter-espionage. Let's fight and pretend to be rebellious, and then I will meet Hu Lai and make Hu Lai's mind clear. At that time, take the time to give him some medicine and make him weak, and you can win without a fight."

"Are you a spy?" Liang Xiao looked at Tu Niu'er and shook his head repeatedly. Even if the prisoner Huan Jun didn't tell him that spies should use smart people, he still felt that Tu Niu'er was not suitable. This big mouth is not the material for being a spy.

"Do you look down on me?" Tu Niuer became anxious and grabbed Liang Xiao's arm, looking like he broke up if he didn't agree.

"It's not that I look down on you." Liang Xiao changed his mind. "I have something more important to ask you to help. Only you can do this, but no one can do it."

"Oh, is that?" Tu Niuer turned angry and happy. "What is important?"

"Since it's a marching war, of course we have to investigate the terrain. If we don't understand the terrain, how can we arrange troops and arrange troops?"

"Opinion, opinion." Tu Niuer was dancing with joy. "A Xiao, this prisoner has a few tricks. He was not a soldier before, right?"

Liang Xiao smiled but said nothing.

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The name of Jinkui Mountain is very famous. In fact, it is just a large earth slope and there is no steep terrain. Apart from the tombs scattered there, there are only some miscellaneous trees.

The Han people regarded death as life and liked to be buried with grand burials, which also led to the people's popularity of tomb robbing.

In addition to a few people venting their anger for revenge, most of them are to seek wealth. The rich property in the tomb chamber always tempts those poor people on the verge of bankruptcy, and even some people who have no worries about food and clothing but want to make a fortune.

Liang Xiao himself often does this. He was killed by a black brick while robbing the tomb.

He revisited the old place, especially standing in front of the newly dug hole, Liang Xiao sighed. It was here that his soul traveled through two thousand years and became a naughty boy from the Western Han Dynasty.

"A Xiao, Hu Lai was hiding there at that time." Tu Niuer pointed to a grave not far away, and pointed to the grass next to him. "I found your crossbow here. He hit your slap, you can beat him back and ambush him here. A crossbow shot him to death and threw it into the hole and buried it."

Liang Xiao scoffed at Tu Niuer's suggestion. It's so light, it's easy to kill Hu Lai, but it's not that easy to get out. Not to mention Hu Lai will definitely bring a lot of followers. Even if he comes alone and kills him, will the Hu family not follow him?

The government may not care, but the Hu family will definitely not give up. He will just wait for the escape.

To take revenge, you have to use some other method, not so simple and crude. It is not impossible to fight one life, but it depends on who it is. How can a mere nonsense be compared with me?

Liang Xiao carefully recalled what the prisoner Huan Jun said to him, checked the surrounding terrain, and looked for places that were beneficial to him and were unfavorable to others.

He walked around and returned to the position he had just stood.

This is a good place, surrounded by three graves about ten steps apart, two wild mulberry trees with branches horizontally and horizontally. The thick tree is more than two meters high. The bark is rough. More than a meter above the ground, a thick branch extends out diagonally and points directly to the vast river.

Liang Xiao looked at the terrain, took a few steps back, tried his best to run, stepped on a grave, jumped up, reached out to grab the branches, shook them twice, swung up, held the trunk, and looked around.

"It's here." Liang Xiao smiled with satisfaction: "Niu'er, we'll wait here tomorrow."

"Here?" Tu Niuer raised his head and looked at it for a while. "This is not high enough, you can't die if you fall."

"It's not like falling to death, but I can definitely win." Liang Xiao knew that he could not reason with the violent murderer, Tu Niuer, so he said directly: "Niuer, come up and take a look. Standing under and looking is different from standing above."

"And, what's the difference?" Tu Niuer looked at the tree and hugged the tree, used the ability of a bear to climb up the tree, and climbed up. He stood on the oblique branch, looked down, and couldn't help but smack his lips. "A Xiao, it seems different."

Liang Xiao smiled proudly. Everyone has a different degree of altitude fear. The first time he stood on a high place, he felt dizzy, let alone fighting. He was used to climbing tall buildings in front of him, and his adaptation to the sense of height was not comparable to that of people of this era. Fighting on tree trunks can give full play to his advantages and put Hu Lai in an unfavorable place.

The angle of the lower plate needs to be stable. If he can't even stand steadily, how can he exert the power of the angle of the angle?

Liang Xiao held the tree trunk, looked around proudly, and suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

In front of an old grave a hundred steps away, two people stood side by side, one of them was hunched, with a cane in one hand and a cover of the other, as if they were crying.

Tu Niuer also saw it and was shocked. "Hey, isn't that the prisoner who lives in your house?"

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