The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 47 Closing
"Hubing, Hubing sprinkled with sesame seeds—"

"Borrow, borrow, be careful!"

"Handsome guest officer over there, do you want to go into the small shop to taste new dishes, I will keep you satisfied!"

The long street is bustling with people, pedestrians pass by, peddlers with tables and chairs are holding pancakes and shouting loudly, and women walking together stop at the shop, looking at the pieces of cloth spread out on the shelves, thinking about their husbands Body shape, pursed lips and laughed; a little Hu Yin was far away in the street, the aged orchid was shaking her waist vigorously, attracting the eyes of others, the Hu merchant holding the money box drooped her eyelids, and slapped her long yawn.

Holding his chin with one hand, he was hit by someone the next moment, and the figure shouting "excuse me" walked quickly to the side of the street, meeting his waiting companions, whispering softly in the noisy surroundings, pointing to the street behind from time to time.

"Guess what I asked about just now?"

"What is so mysterious, tell me quickly!"

"The high gang leader died, just half an hour ago."

"Oh, this is a big deal."

"Let's just talk about it, but don't join in the fun and walk away, go to the Red House. I heard that there are a group of young girls who are beautiful."

The few people whispering to each other staggered away from the oncoming man and woman. The man looked back at the backs of the few people, turned back, and said softly.

"Gaosheng is dead. Did you hear that just now?"

Passing by a peddler selling candied haws, Tang Baoer pursed her lips and nodded quietly. At this time, she had changed her attire, her hair was tied up in a high bun, wrapped in rough linen, and her face was also stained with oil. Like a woman in her thirties.

"It should be true. What he said that day has come true today. Even if he says he can be the emperor, I will believe it."

The corners of Chen Shujiu's mouth twitched. The words of the woman next to her were too dangerous. If the headmaster listened to her, she might be punished.

"Don't talk about it, just treat it as the reincarnation of Crouching Dragon, let's go and have a look first."

Going north through the noisy long street, behind the Jialefang is the residence of the Golden Knife Gang. It's not the first time they've been there, and it's easy to find.

A street away, many people have gathered on the side of the road, teahouses and restaurants are full of guests, drinking tea and talking in whispers, their eyes are not glanced at the towering courtyard gate in the distance, in front of the two stone lions, the word "Dian" in white Paper lanterns were hung high, a white seal was pasted on the lacquered red gate, and many carriages from afar came slowly to stop.

After the accompanying servants handed over the name cards, they helped the gorgeously dressed people down and went inside. The smell of burnt yellow paper penetrated into the nostrils. Looking at the plains and white flags all over the courtyard, they walked to the back hall with a sullen face and burned them in front of the brazier. After a few money papers, they handed over a few middle-aged men who were also luxuriously dressed, their calm expressions turned into smiles, and they started talking and laughing.

"Brother Li, I left the county office that day, and I disappeared for some time."

The square-faced man smiled and cupped his hands in return: "Then go out later, and then drink and talk with Brother Wang Xunjia Restaurant. Now I'm joking like this, I'm afraid something is wrong, and the county captain will blame it. We can't afford to offend you." .”

"Phew~~ You're right and you're right, God is so weird, Gang Leader Gao is highly skilled in martial arts, he gets sick when he says he is sick, and he dies in a matter of a moment, alas~~"

"Who says it's not, yesterday I was talking about it, I came here to beg for a bowl of tea and drink from Gangzhu Gao, and today I'm gone."

"By the way, Gao Xianwei is inside right now?"

"Why not, but when I came here, I heard from someone in the gang that there was also a brother who was a sworn brother of the gang leader. You and I both know each other."

"Who?"

"It's that Geng Qing!"

hiss~~
Someone grinned, grinned and took a deep breath, subconsciously looking in the direction of the backyard, "Why is this guy everywhere?" Following the sight of his friend, the spirit-calling flag was swaying in the wind, and there was faint crying in the backyard, and smoke curled up, A large amount of yellow paper was blown into the air with the wind, and some of them were thrown into the brazier and turned into ashes, flying everywhere.

Geng Qing tied the hemp rope, burned the last piece of money paper in his hand with red eyes, bowed to the coffin parked in the inner hall, and wiped the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, took a choked breath, and went to put on his clothes. A beautiful woman in Ma Daixiao is Gao Sheng's wife. Her original spouse died a few years ago, and she was married to him the year before last.

"Sister-in-law, let go of your heart, don't be angry, and be careful of hurting your body." He took a breath, moved away from the pretty face of the woman with pear blossoms and rain, and looked at the spiritual tablet standing on the tribute table. It's a marriage, but you can treat me like a family member, this friendship, Geng Qing dare not forget, if the sister-in-law encounters difficulties in the future, you can send someone to let her know, even if you give everything, you will help the sister-in-law."

When it came to the emotional part, there was a choked cry, and the swaying fire light shone on the handsome woman's face. She was only in the number of double ten. Hearing her husband's sworn brothers, she felt the same way, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and squeezed Covering his mouth with a handkerchief, he cried again.

Geng Qing
Gao Jun, who returned the salute with the condolence guests, turned around, looked at the sad looking back, and felt a little bit tangled in his heart. He never liked to trust anyone easily, but the young man in front of him was busy helping with the affairs of his brother. Weeping bitterly, as if a loved one had really died.

Did he really regard Gao Sheng as his elder brother?

The money paper was burned, dust was flying, and the official robe was stained. Gao Jun, who was lost in thoughts, sank. Although he was sad in his heart, it was not on the surface. Facing Geng Qing in front of him, he grinned and slowly Called him up in the past, and walked out together.

"Since you are Gao Sheng's brother, you are my brother."

Gao Jun was dressed in official robes, he was bold and burly, and Geng Qing was tall and slender, wearing a men's suit and black boots, walked out of the back hall together, and walked half a step slowly between the flower paths in the backyard, as if discussing business.

"If you need anything at home, just talk to brother Wei. The girl you saw before was captured from outside. She is a girl from the land of Yanzhao. She must be very wild in bed, right? I like it. You send it."

Geng Qing wiped the corners of his eyes, his voice was still gasping, and he shook his head: "The county lieutenant was joking, how can I do such a thing now that my brother has just died. For the rest of the time, I just want to bury my brother in the ground, that's all. The feeling of sworn brotherhood."

"Brother, I have heard what you said in my heart." Gao Jun folded his hands, turned his face sideways, nodded appreciatively, took two steps, and then turned back, looking at the winding path in front of him, "Before If you are in the bedroom, you continue to do it, and the Golden Knife Gang will have half of you in the future!"

"This"

Geng Qing was stunned, hesitated for a moment, stepped back half a step, stopped and looked back at the figure, bowed and arched his hands.

"Since brother entrusts you, Qing will not hesitate to do so!"

"Okay! Hahaha——" Gao Jun slapped the young man on the shoulder with one hand, embraced him, and walked back together, laughing boldly.

"Tomorrow, you go outside the city and wait for a convoy going out of the city, and lead them to do things. As for where to go, someone inside will know the way."

Lowering his voice, he whispered a few words in Geng Qing's ear, the latter nodded in response, and then followed Gao Jun back to the back hall to carry out the heavy funeral etiquette.

In the afternoon, the sky was going to be dark, and in the slanting sun, Geng Qing was about to stand up and say goodbye.

"I'll see you off for brother." Gao Jun also looked tired, he sent him to the door and looked at the young man who turned around and clapped his hands, got on the donkey cart and drove away, his eyes became serious again.

The same jug of wine he drank with Gao Sheng showed no signs of being poisoned. He also personally arranged for the funeral. It should not be him, but Gao Sheng's death was full of strangeness.

Is it really those assassins?

Gao Jun frowned, and after a while he turned around and went back to the courtyard.

At the far end of the street, the sad look on the donkey cart subsided, and Geng Qing's face returned to normal, but he kept silent with his lips pursed. He went back to the blacksmith's shop and called Dachun and Master Wang to follow.

"Here are two letters, one to An Sibing, and the other to a ruined temple in the southeast of the city. Remember, don't let the people of the Golden Knife Gang notice you."

Back in the back room, took the brush, sharpened the ink, wrote some handwriting with the tip of the pen, folded it and handed it to the two of them respectively. Soon, the two of them left the shop one after the other with the letter in their pockets.

'It's time to wrap up. '

Geng Qing raised his face, outside the open window, the sky was getting darker, and the long street outside was as noisy as daytime.

　Chunfeng has never written about the role of treacherous minister, and I don't know how it is.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)