Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 4 Encryption
"Cut off that long stick and see if there is anything hidden inside!" Liu An shouted sharply.

"Yes!" Li Tong cut the stick into two pieces with a single knife, checked it carefully under the torch, and threw the stick on the ground in disappointment: "No, there is nothing!"

Wang Wenzuo picked up the strip of silk cloth and looked at the light of the fire, then picked up the half of the wooden stick that was thrown on the ground and compared it, he had already thought about it, so he carefully put away the half of the wooden stick.

"Say, who sent you here? What is written on this silk cloth?" Liu An sternly said.But the man sat on the ground without saying a word, with a mocking look in his eyes.

"Brother Liu, it's not that easy to pry this guy's mouth open!" Wang Wenzuo said in a low voice, "It's better to leave it to the superiors, and let the superiors have a headache! Our most important thing now is to ensure that he is sent back alive and endured that. All of a sudden, he bled a lot!"

"Yeah!" Liu An also came to his senses at this time, and immediately had someone take him to the hut, and bandage him up first. At dawn, everyone stopped hunting and hurried back to the city.

Sibi City.

"Is this what you found from this fellow?" General Zuo Xiaowei and Liu Ren, the governor of Xiongjin, asked Liu An, who was looking down, after looking at the strip of silk cloth in his hand.

"Not bad!"

"You tell the story from the beginning to the end!" Liu Renyuan put the silk cloth on the table with a solemn expression.As the saying goes, "Kandong is a prime minister, and Guanxi is a general." He was born in the Liu family of Diaoyin County (now Suide, Shaanxi). It is said that his ancestors were descendants of Liu Bao, the right sage king of the Huns in the Western Jin Dynasty. He became an official in the Northern Wei Dynasty and moved to the Guanzhong area with Emperor Xiaowu of the Northern Wei Dynasty. After the Northern Wei Dynasty split from east to west, the children of Diaoying Liu were incorporated into the Fubing, and the Turkic people, Tuyuhun people, Rouran people, and Kanto people in the north Northern Qi, Liang and Chen in the south fought desperately.Although Liu Renyuan himself obtained the official position through his ancestors, he still maintained the simplicity of a Kansai warrior. As a high-ranking official, his clothes were not elegant, his utensils were not inlaid with gold and silver, and he did not have the flashy style of the sons of nobles in Luoyang and Chang'an at that time.

"Yes!" Liu An went out of the city to hunt in Luwei Lake, stayed at the edge of the lake at night, heard the noise, searched for it in the dark, and narrated it carefully from beginning to end.Liu Ren was willing to listen quietly, without urging him, and when Liu An finished speaking, he asked, "Then who was the one who found the messenger?"

"Fire Chief Wang Wenzuo!"

"You call him in!"

"Yes!"

After a while, Wang Wenzuo came in and saluted Liu Renyuan like a ritual.Liu Renyuan looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "You have captured the thief's messenger, and I will reward you with five bolts of silk!"

"Thank you, General!" Wang Wenzuo hurriedly thanked him.

"Pass down the order, let the doctor check the injury first, and then torture him severely, we must find out what happened!"

"General!"

The eyes in the room immediately focused on Wang Wenzuo, Liu Renyuan frowned, and asked with some displeasure: "What's wrong? Do you have anything else to do?"

"Without execution, the subordinates can figure out what is written on the silk cloth!"

Liu Renyuan became serious. He took off the iron horn black gauze head on his head, put it on the table beside him, picked up the chopping knife, put it on his knees, and said coldly: "Say it!"

"Please give the silk cloth strip to your subordinate!"

Liu Renyuan nodded, and the attendant handed the silk cloth to Wang Wenzuo.Wang Wenzuo asked people to bring the half of the stick, fixed one end of the silk cloth to the other end of the stick, carefully wound it tightly around the stick, and said: "General Qi, this piece of silk cloth It says, 'His Royal Highness Feng will cross the sea next year, great aid is coming, and there will be an incident of food burning on November [-]. Daochen, Guishi Fuxin.'"

The attendant took the stick from Wang Wenzuo and presented it to Liu Renyuan.I saw the piece of silk cloth spirally wrapped around the wooden stick, with the words dictated by Wang Wenzuo just now written from top to bottom.It turns out that the person who wrote the letter first wound the thin silk cloth around a wooden stick, and then wrote on it, but after removing the cloth strip from the wooden stick, there were only a bunch of messy gestures left on the cloth strip. No one can understand what is written on it unless it is rewound on a wooden stick of the same thickness.

"What a cunning intention!" Liu Renyuan snorted coldly, put the stick and silk strips aside, a smile appeared on his face: "Wang Huochang, the thief's method is very clever, how did you come up with it?"

"Reporting to General, this was not thought up by my subordinates, but recorded in a book I read when I was young."

"Oh? What book will record these?"

"It's a copy of the Shurangama Sutra in my subordinate's home. Someone wrote it between the lines!" Wang Wenzuo said according to the original fabricated answer: "I don't know exactly who wrote it?"

"Do you still have the Shurangama Sutra at home?" Liu Renyuan widened his eyes curiously. No wonder he was so curious. At that time, knowledge was monopolized by many aristocratic families. Generals like him who came from generations of generals could easily read and write. However, more formal articles and letters have to rely on office documents, and Wang Wenzuo, a fire chief, actually has the Shurangama Sutra at home. This is like a white crane suddenly appearing in a crow.

Wang Wenzuo knew it was wrong as soon as he said it, but at this time he couldn't change it, so he nodded in agreement. Liu An who was on the side interjected, "I tell the general that Wang Wenzuo is a descendant of the Langya Wang family!"

"Oh? It turned out to be a descendant of the Langya Wang family, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Liu Renyuan's expression changed drastically, he removed the knife from his knee, put on the black gauze with iron horns on his head, and said with a smile : "Please get up!"

"Sure enough, it's an evil feudal society, and the attitude is completely different if you have a relationship with the gentry!" Wang Wenzuo stood up while cursing, Liu Ren was willing to ask the guards to send two beds, and Liu An also had a seat.Liu Renyuan asked a few words about the situation in Wang Wenzuo's family, and Wang Wenzuo recounted the life photos that he forcibly memorized at the beginning.

"The ancestor of my family was ordered by the imperial court to go south to Jiankang, and had a knee-to-nee conversation with Er Gaozu Wang Yuanchang (the sixth grandson of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Prime Minister Wang Dao, a writer in the Southern Qi Dynasty, and one of the eight friends of Jingling). Today, you and I meet in a foreign country, it can be regarded as fate!"

"Gaozu? This friendship is too far away, isn't it? Don't say that I have nothing to do with the Langya Wang family, even if I am really a descendant of the Langya Wang family, who knows that the ancestors of the two families met each other hundreds of years ago. Once? But it seems that this ancestor must have been in a bad situation at the time, otherwise he would not have remembered it so clearly." Wang Wenzuo thought to himself, but he also pretended to be full of emotion on his face.No matter how my identity as the Langya Wang family is true or false, but now he is the majestic Zuo Xiaowei Lang General and the Protector, if there is a pole hanging down, how can I not climb along it?
(End of this chapter)