After Xu Ziling accompanied Yao Mengling back to the village, the villagers had already cleaned up her house and turned the main hall into a simple mourning hall.

When the villagers saw her coming back safely, they were very happy. When they saw her face low, they all comforted her and led her into the mourning hall.

Someone noticed Xu Ziling who came back with her. After Yao Mengling entered the house, he asked him about the incident, and during this period he mentioned Fang Jie and Zheng Biao's affairs.

Xu Ziling was careful and said that he had saved Yao Mengling from Bao Daoyi's hand, and had never seen Fang Jie and the other two.

Xu Ziling could naturally guess the villagers' favorable thoughts, but Fang Jie could not have brought Bao Daoyi back, and the money was just given to the villagers as bargaining chips.

After chatting with the villagers for a long time, Yao Mengling brought out a lunch box and said to him with a red face: "Xu, Mr. Xu, you have some food."

Xu Ziling was not polite either, so he took the lunch box and opened it and started eating.

After Yao Mengling returned to the house, a woman looked at Xu Ziling who was eating voraciously and sighed: "Mengling is so well-behaved, but why is her life so miserable? My father left early, and the orphan girl and widowed mother depended on each other for so many years, but she had not yet married her family. She encountered such a thing again, alas."

Xu Ziling heard it clearly, but remained silent, just raising the bowl of the meal.

Seeing that he was unmoved, the woman moved closer to him and asked softly: "Looking at the face of the young master, it must be that she has not yet been married?"

"Auntie, don't say it anymore," Xu Ziling looked up at her, "The boy already has a woman he likes."

The woman said, "It's easy to say. Any capable man has three wives and four concubines. The young master will take her with him first and be a maid. She has no relatives, so how can she live alone here?"

Xu Ziling put down the bowls and chopsticks, pondered for a long time, and said, "I understand what my aunt meant, and I will recommend a good place for her."

The woman immediately smiled and said, "I knew that the young master was kind-hearted. It was already late at night, so I'll go back to rest first." After that, she left with satisfaction.

Looking at the woman's back, Xu Ziling shook her head helplessly. He definitely didn't want to leave the girl by his side, but he could recommend her to Fang Baihua, but he didn't dare to determine whether this was a good destination for her.

You know, the Fang La Uprising will most likely fail. Even if Fang Baihua is in connection with him, he may be on Fang La's side.

The next morning, Xu Ziling left a note at the door and left the village and went to Hangzhou City. Yao Mengling wanted to mourn her mother for seven days, and he was about to find Fang Baihua first and pick her up in seven days.

As one end of the Grand Canal, Hangzhou has been a prosperous metropolis since ancient times. As soon as noon approached, Xu Ziling entered the Hangzhou city gate, and the overlapping buildings spread in front of him. In the distance, there is a busy freight terminal, which is not much inferior to Bianliang and Jiangning.

Taking advantage of Fang Jie's prompt, Xu Ziling came to a villa in the east of the city and knocked hard on the door.

After a while, a servant opened the door and saw Xu Ziling standing outside the door. He said in surprise: "Young Master Xu?!"

Seeing that he knew him, Xu Ziling looked at him carefully and remembered his identity. It turned out to be the Manichae disciple who gave him the deed for Bai Mei.

"It's you? What's your name? How could you fall into the door here?" Xu Ziling asked after entering the door.

"The little one is Wang," the servant said, grinning, revealing two front teeth, "Brothers call me big teeth. I made some mistakes before and was punished by the White Guardian here to guard the door."

Xu Ziling nodded at him and asked, "Where is Sister Baihua now?"

The servant replied: "Master Fang should now discuss important matters with the distinguished guests from Qingxi County in the main hall. Mr. Xu can go and see him."

Xu Ziling responded and walked towards the hall.

The gate of this villa is not quite grand. From the outside, I thought the courtyard was not big, but when I entered the courtyard, I found that there was a different world. The whole courtyard was in the shape of a "l" and came in from the gate. The main hall was in the center, and from the hall to both sides were bedrooms. All the houses were in the yard. Once there was a turbulent movement, the people in the house could quickly gather in the yard.

There were two people guarding the door in front of the hall. Seeing Xu Ziling coming, they stopped him. After hearing his identity, one of them turned around and reported. After a while, the man walked back and signaled that Xu Ziling could go in.

In addition to Fang Baihua, there were two other people in the conference hall, one in the old and the other in the face of a Confucian scholar, who were talking to Fang Baihua. Seeing Xu Ziling come in, the two of them immediately kept silent.

Xu Ziling saw Fang Baihua, who was full of heroic seats in the main seat. Although her hair accessories were from the Song Dynasty, her face was still so familiar and friendly. He ran up in two steps in three steps, hugged her in surprise, and murmured: "Sister. Long time no see."

Fang Baihua frowned slightly, pushed him away with a palm, and asked, "What are you doing here? Have you found the girl you are looking for?"

"Sister, I found Mingxia," Xu Ziling looked at her seriously, "but I came here to help you."

Fang Baihua's face froze and she snorted coldly: "I don't need your help, go back."

"You are planning a rebellion, right?" Xu Ziling said suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Baihua and the other two changed their faces. However, Fang Baihua asked in a deep voice: "You met Fang Jie on the way you came, was he telling you?!"

Other than the Fang family members, close friends and core Manichaeism personnel, no one else knew about the major events of rebellion. Xu Ziling could suddenly say that Fang Baihua had to blame Fang Jie for his disobedience.

Xu Ziling looked at her, shook her head slowly and said, "It's not his business. It was something I guessed."

Fang Baihua frowned: "How did you know that I want to rebel?"

"No, it's not that you want to rebel, sister. It's that your elder brother Fang La is going to rebel, and he has been planning for a long time. He will cause trouble within a year." Xu Ziling glanced at the three people with shocked face and continued: "There are three reasons.

First, you have worked hard to raise food and grass before, and even robbed Huashigang. As the saying goes, before the three armies move, food and grass will go first. This is your preparation for rebellion;

Second, you are eager to transfer the Manichaean tribe to Jiangnan to preach to encourage the people's hearts in order to make the people who are oppressed by the government respond to the uprising;

Third, the Huashigang poisoned the Suzhou and Hangzhou area for a long time, and the people have accumulated poverty and resentment. In Jiangning earlier, I heard that the Lord Fang La was about to rise up. Of course, the rumors stopped at the wise, and most people sneered at it. After all, the foundation of the Song Dynasty was still there, and it was tantamount to the destruction of a mere bandits. At first, I didn’t believe it, and it was not until my sister, you suddenly went south that I remembered the above joints.”

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

A few applauses sounded, and the white-haired old man sitting beside him smiled and said, "Young Master is quick and admirable."

Xu Ziling waved his hand quickly: "I just say it based on the truth, but I can't say that I am agile."

At this time, Fang Baihua no longer concealed her and introduced to Xu Ziling: "This is Lou Minzhong, our family friend, this is Zu Shiyuan, and my brother's friend." As he said that, he pointed to the white-haired old man and the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and then pointed to Xu Ziling and introduced to the two: "He is my brother, Xu Ziling."

Xu Ziling was not pretentious and called "Mr. Lou" and "Mr. Zu" to the two of them respectively.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar named Zu Shiyuan looked at Xu Ziling and asked, "I think Mr. Xu has a very good talent. Since I said I was here to help me, I don't know what kind of insights are there for the uprising?"

Xu Ziling bowed and said, "I dare not take it for you, but the boy does have some ideas."

Zu Shiyuan shrugged: "But it's okay to say it."

Xu Ziling looked at Fang Baihua, saw her nodding slightly, and said seriously: "No matter how you plan, the uprising will eventually end in failure."

Hearing this, Zu Shiyuan said angrily: "You still have a stingy boy knows so much, and you dare to assert that the uprising will be defeated. Do you know how much preparations we have made for the uprising?"

Fang Baihua and Lou Minzhong also frowned and looked at Xu Ziling. Before the uprising began, he reached such an arbitrary conclusion, which was tantamount to a blow to their morale.

Xu Ziling picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said slowly: "Since ancient times, all those who have succeeded in uprising have occupied the right time, the right place, and the right people are indispensable. Regardless of the right place and the right people, they only look at the right time.

When Emperor Gaozu of Han and Emperor Gaozu of Tang were in chaos, the world was in chaos. The court was exhausted to deal with various rebels, so they were able to rise from the chaos and achieve hegemony. Now, although the court of the Song Dynasty was corrupt and the emperor was incompetent, the foundation was still there, and hundreds of thousands of imperial guards were still there, so what would you do to resist?”

After hearing this, Lou Minzhong and the other two were silent. To be honest, they did not think so far, and they did not think that it would be too difficult to overthrow the Song Dynasty.

What they thought was to be able to break through Su, Hang and other places and occupy Jiangnan. With the strength they have accumulated at present, it would be no difficult to sweep Jiangnan in a short time. In addition, because they live in Jiangnan, their understanding of the imperial guards is almost the same as the Xiang army, and there is no deeper concept.

"I heard that the Liangshanbo Uprising Army defeated the imperial guards led by Hu Yanzhuo, and even surrendered Hu Yanzhuo." Zu Shiyuan said.

Xu Ziling said lightly: "These bandits may win a few games while the court is despised. When the court sends regular troops to fight, Song Jiang and others will have no way to die if they are not recruited."

Seeing Xu Ziling's expression calm and answering in a slight manner, Lou Minzhong was shocked and said, "Young Master Xu is not as old as a young man, how can he know this? Is there really someone who is born to know it?"

Xu Ziling chuckled and shook his head: "I just thought of it by chance, not being good at this."

Before the memory wakes up, he really doesn't know it, but since he awakens the memories from "nine hundred years later", he can't understand these things more. Although this world is not the real Song Dynasty, the historical trends are not far apart.

Hearing this, Fang Baihua's belief in the uprising was shaken a little, but soon became firmer again.

She said coldly to Xu Ziling: "No matter how much you say, it's just a matter of talking about war. At this time, the uprising is on the string. If you don't like us, leave quickly and don't lose your life in vain."
Chapter completed!