Zhang Liang asked again very directly.

"?"

Upon hearing this, the group of soldiers who had just collected Wu Liang's gold immediately looked suspicious.

What does this mean?

This person had just said that he was a businessman passing by, and now he recognized this identity. How could he be lying?

Could it be that this person was not a businessman, and Zhang Liang saw the clues at a glance?

But why didn’t we see anything?

The soldiers immediately looked at Wu Liang and Dian Wei with wide eyes, trying to find the flaw in Wu Liang that they did not see but Zhang Liang saw at a glance.

But Wu Liang knew very well that what Zhang Liang asked about was not his identity at all.

After all, he closed his eyes and smelled the smell before stepping forward to ask. He was asking about the source of the strange smell.

He had already concluded that the strange fragrance was on his body, and the soldiers had questioned him but found nothing, so Wu Liang naturally lied.

However, just through this question, Wu Liang has already seen that Zhang Liang is a person who does not like to beat around the bush, and it is definitely not a wise choice to continue to fight with him.

So he also raised his hand and said: "Mr. Zhang has really good eyesight. There is indeed an ancestral fragrance on this little man."

In fact, it should be said that it has a good sense of smell.

However, if he said "Mr. Zhang really has a good sense of smell", it always felt like it was a bit of a curse. No matter how he said it, it sounded nice. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he changed it to another one.

statement.

"..."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers became a little unhappy.

Boy, you don't know how to praise me. Why didn't you say anything when we asked you just now? You had to wait until Mr. Zhang noticed it before admitting it. You were toasting and you were fined with wine.

Without waiting for Zhang Liang to respond, Wu Liang then explained with an embarrassed look: "Because the incense passed down from ancestors cannot be passed on to others, villains rarely show it to others. They only wear it on the winter solstice as a token of appreciation."

There has never been anything wrong with commemorating and remembering our ancestors before. Only when I passed here today, it was just

He just passed by, but he didn't expect to be noticed by Duke Zhang. When the military lords came to interrogate him just now, the villain already knew that the fragrance might have been exposed, but at that time there was still a trace of luck in his heart, so he tried to lie.

I came here to hide the truth from the sky, but now that I see Zhang Gong’s ability, I realize that this move is a bit self-deceiving.”

"Um……"

Listening to Wu Liang's words, Zhang Liang closed his eyes again, took a long breath and tasted it with enjoyment, then slowly opened his eyes and said, "It is indeed an extraordinary fragrance, and it deserves it."

According to the secret of not passing it on, you are the inheritor of this incense, do you have a recipe for arranging this incense?"

"Just keep it in your heart."

Wu Liang decisively chose the safest statement.

No matter what kind of person Zhang Liang is, if Wu Liang has a ready-made recipe, Zhang Liang will have the possibility of killing people and seizing the throne, and this will be done once and for all.

And if he only keeps it in his mind, in order to get the prescription or this strange fragrance, Zhang Liang naturally cannot rob it, but can only get it skillfully. No matter what Zhang Liang wants to do, he still has room for manipulation.

"In that case, can you bring this incense and teach me to taste it carefully?"

Zhang Liang did not continue to ask Fang Zi's question, and then asked again.

"If Mr. Zhang appreciates it, I will give this sachet to Mr. Zhang."

Wu Liang hesitated for a moment, then finally took out the sachet hidden in his arms and offered it with both hands.

A follower next to him quickly took a step forward, preparing to take the sachet and pass it to Zhang Liang.

"Get your dirty hands away!"

Zhang Liang suddenly shouted, frightening the attendant, who quickly lowered his head and retreated. Then Zhang Liang stepped forward in person under the protection of the soldiers, and first showed a kind smile to Wu Liang,

Then he took the sachet with both hands as if he was returning a gift.

"Um……"

Putting the sachet in front of his face, Zhang Liang closed his eyes and sniffed it gently once more, then shook his head slightly, looking extremely intoxicated.

"It smells so good! It is indeed a unique fragrance! Even I can only smell the aroma of osmanthus and sandalwood, but these two aromas are only supplementary flavors, and the main flavor is the most wonderful thing.

It's a pity that I can't smell any clues. Your ancestor's incense-making skills must have reached the pinnacle!"

Without opening his eyes, Zhang Liang was like a drug addict who couldn't extricate himself from the strange fragrance for a long time, but he kept mumbling something.

Aroma of osmanthus and sandalwood.

Naturally, it was the original scent of Zhen Mi's sachet, and the main scent that he could not distinguish confirmed the aroma of the "reviving incense" that Wu Liang got from the tomb of Marquis Haihun.

"..."

Wu Liang was thinking about how to answer the call.

Just then.

"Plop!"

There was a muffled sound in the distance. Wu Liang looked around and saw an unexpected scene.

I saw something suddenly fall from Zhang Liang's carriage. To be precise, it should be a person.

The man was tied up all over like a rice dumpling, even his mouth was stuffed with linen, and he was writhing on the ground like a worm.
Chapter completed!