Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 451
"what is this?"

"This is a silver pancake. It is made of silver. A silver pancake is worth a lot of money!" Xian Yuzhong patiently explained.

The servant rolled his eyes slyly, and suddenly said: "One is not enough, I want two!"

"Okay, okay, okay, just two!" Xian Yuzhong was angry and funny, he took another one out of his bag and put it in his hand: "Look, as long as you bring them, these are all yours! "

"Then, then you wait for me here, I will go in and get the tableware he finished eating later! Then I will take it out to you!"

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"Is this what you took out of that Japanese room?" Cui Hongdu asked while looking at the white papers on the case.

"That's right! The villain spent two silver pancakes and asked the servant who delivered the food to steal them out of the house!" Xian Yuzhong replied, he hesitated for a moment, and asked: "The villain can't read, I don't know if there is something written on it What!"

"The pirates who can't be killed! They still want to play tricks like this!" Cui Hongdu's face was gloomy, and the fierce light in his eyes made Xianyu Zhong lower his head subconsciously, lest he would look at him.

"You did a good job!" Cui Hongdu suppressed the anger in his chest, and turned his gaze to Xian Yuzhong: "I will reward you with the rest of the bag of silver pancakes I gave you!"

"Thank you Yu Hou for the reward!" Xian Yu Zhong said.

"I remember you were an evil boy in Chang'an before you joined the army, right?" Cui Hongdu asked thoughtfully.

"That's right! Back then, the villain opened an old clothes shop in the west of Chang'an City. He was sent to Baekje because he offended the subordinates in the government!"

"So that's what happened!" Cui Hongdu nodded with a smile, "Then did you kill someone before joining the army?"

"No, no!" Xianyu Zhong waved his hands quickly after hearing the words: "Although the villain did some illegal activities at that time, he really never did murder!"

"Okay, okay!" Cui Hongdu waved his hand: "I don't care if you killed someone before joining the army or not, even if you killed someone after joining the army, it will be written off. I just want you to kill the Japanese man tonight, but you can't implicate him. I'm here, can you do it?"

"This—" Xianyu Zhong was taken aback when he heard the words, he hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "It's not difficult, it's just that a villain alone can't do it!"

"As many people as you want are up to you, just get things done! I will have a big reward!" Having said that, Cui Hongdu yawned: "That's it, it's getting late, I'm going to rest! "

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The night is dark.

The soles of Masato Mishima's feet were itchy because of the straw mat. He yawned and lay down, with the back of his head pressed against the pillow filled with wheat bran. He turned his lower neck, stretched his hands and feet, and found a comfortable position. Soon, he snored evenly and fell asleep.

About half an hour later, or a little longer, the moonlight poured in from the window, sprinkled on Mishima Masato and his bed, and dyed the straw mat and his clothes pale white.Suddenly, the door was opened without making any sound. Xian Yuzhong looked inside the room, and after confirming that everything was normal, he entered the room silently.

When asked by Cui Hongdu just now, Xian Yuzhong didn't lie, but he didn't tell the whole truth either. It's true that he opened a used clothes shop, but what he didn't say was that it was one of the largest underground dealerships in Chang'an City. Many of the properties acquired by rogue youngsters such as pickpockets, bosses, and burglars were "cleaned" by him, and then sold as second-hand goods. So he took advantage of the opportunity of the imperial court enlisting the wicked boy to join the army, and put his name on the list.So he just "returned to his old business", injected oil into the door pillow, opened the door latch, and pushed the door silently into the house.

He waved his hand, and four people came in behind, grabbed the hands and feet of the person on the bed, and held them firmly.Xian Yuzhong turned over and sat on the chest of the man on the bed, took out the pillow and pressed the man's face, pressing hard to death.The man woke up suddenly and struggled desperately, but his hands and feet were firmly held down, his mouth and nose were crushed to death by the pillow, he couldn't breathe, and after struggling for a while, he gradually weakened.Xian Yuzhong didn't relax, and after a while, he felt that the person under him had stopped moving, so he let go of the pillow, and saw that the person had a ferocious face and protruding eyes, it was the Japanese man.

Xian Yuzhong stretched out his hand to check his nose, and pressed his pulse again to confirm that he was out of breath, so he heaved a sigh of relief.He asked someone to light the oil lamp, then rearranged the body of the deceased, cleaned up the traces, and was about to leave when he suddenly found a short knife on the ground. When he picked it up, he found that it was not an ordinary object. Putting the knife in his arms, he carefully closed the door, used the short knife to pick the bolt again outside the door, and then left in the air.

In the early morning of the next day, Judge Di got up and had breakfast, and was thinking about whether to visit the real person Mishima, but he heard the voice of a servant from outside: "Lang Jun, Lang Jun, it's not good, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?" Judge Di stood up: "It's a fuss, it doesn't look like it at all!"

"Lang Jun, that Japanese man is dead!"

"What? The Japanese are dead? You mean that Masato Mishima is dead?"

"Master Mishima? So the Japanese man has such a strange name!" The servant sighed: "Mr. Lang, when I went out to fetch water just now, I heard that the person who brought him breakfast knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came." I ignored it, and ran to the window to see what was going on with that guy, and found that the Japanese man was lying on the bed, grinning so frighteningly. When I went in, I found that he was already dead, and his body was hardened!"

"How could this be?" Judge Di's mind froze, he had no idea that overnight, San Dao Zhenren and himself had been separated from each other.

"Let's go! Go and have a look!" Judge Di stood up suddenly, and ran quickly to Mishima's courtyard. The servant hurriedly grabbed his coat and chased after him: "Mr. Didn't put it on!"

When Judge Di arrived at the courtyard, he found that someone was guarding the door. Apparently the news of Mishima's death had spread. He identified himself and walked quickly into the courtyard, only to see that Mishima's body had been placed on the ground. The iron was blue and the veins were exposed. It was obvious that he had experienced pain and struggle before his death. He looked around the room and found that there were no traces worth noting. He also checked the body of the deceased, and there were no wounds.

"Huaiying, what's the matter?"

"Yuan Gong!" Judge Di hurriedly got up when he heard the voice, and saw Yuan Yizhi also coming, he nodded: "Did you find anything?"

"Not yet!" Judge Di shook his head: "I looked at him, but I didn't find any wounds! There are no strangle marks on his neck either!"

"Could it be a poisoned killing?" Yuan Yishi asked.

"It depends on what you do!" Judge Di replied.

"Yeah!" Yuan Yizhi nodded: "I have already sent someone to call, and I will be there later!"

"Yuan Gong, talk here!" Judge Di invited Yuan Yizhi aside: "Yuan Gong, there is one thing that I think is related to the death of this Japanese man!"

"whats the matter?"

"Yesterday, I went to the Japanese from you again. When I left there, I met a man who claimed to be Xian Yuzhong, who claimed to be Cui Yuhou's subordinate. He took a package and said it was an earthen instrument brought by the Japanese country. Give me a copy!"

"It's nothing, right?" Yuan Yishi smiled and said, "He also gave me a copy. They are all furs, and they are not bad. Huaiying, did you accept it?"

"You will not be rewarded for meritorious deeds, and my subordinates refused!" Judge Di said, "At that time, I just dropped the folding fan on the Japanese, and the Immortal Mishima sent it out, just in time to bump into Xian Yuzhong."

"Just because of these, you suspect that he killed the Japanese?" Yuan Yishi shook his head and laughed: "You are too whimsical, right? Although Xian Yuzhong went to the Japanese country with the king's governor, he is not the same as all the Japanese. If there is a grudge, is it possible that he will kill a Japanese person when he encounters it? Or the person behind my yamen? Isn't this too ridiculous?"

"Yuan Gong, do you still remember? The identity of the three real people?" Judge Di asked.

"identity?"

"Yes, he claims to be the half-brother of the prince Zhongda!" Judge Di said: "According to Cui Yuhou, in the battle for the throne among the Japanese, the prince Zhongda was the one who lost and died. In other words, the real Mishima and Cui Yuhou have enmity!"

When Yuan Yishi heard this, his expression became serious: "Huaiying, what do you mean, at that time, Xian Yuzhong recognized the real Mishima, so Cui Yuhou sent someone to kill him last night?"

"That's right, that's what this subordinate means!"

"No!" Yuan Yizhi said: "Whether it's the governor of the king or Cui Yuhou, it's a state matter for them to kill brother Zhong in the Japanese country, and it's not a personal enmity with the real three islands. If they want to kill this fellow, they will directly kill him." Report the whole story to the Ming court, and then deal with this fellow! Why bother to use so many hands and feet to send people to assassinate? Isn't this superfluous?"

"Yuan Gong!" Judge Di gritted his teeth, and then he conspired with Wang Wenzuo, who was mentioned in the written conversation between Master Mishima and him yesterday, with the princess of the Japanese kingdom, and killed the brother of Master Mishima.This person narrated things such as recruiting brave heroes, raising taxes, building large-scale construction projects, building ships, and other things with ulterior motives, and finally said: "Let's not mention the killing of the eldest brother and prince by the king's capital. If what I said later is true, then That would explain his death!"

Yuan Yishi fell into deep thought after listening to his subordinate's reasoning, and after about half a minute, he said, "Huaiying, let's stop here!"

"Ah?" Judge Di almost thought that he had heard it wrong. Although Yuan Yizhi always looked helpless on weekdays, he still grasped the joints tightly. once.

"Let's end this matter!" Yuan Yizhi waved his hand and signaled all the servants in the house to go out: "This Japanese man suddenly fell ill and died of a nightmare. Later, the coordinator will come. After confirming that nothing happened, he will be sent to the hospital. Find a place to bury it outside, and pretend nothing happened, isn't that great?"

"Yuan Gong!" Judge Di said angrily, "You clearly know that's not the case? Why do you say that? Don't you understand what he said?"

"What do you understand? What don't you understand?" Yuan Yizhi sighed: "You also know that this Japanese man and Wang Dudu have a vendetta for killing brothers, so how do you know that what he said is true? It's not just nonsense for revenge. gibberish?"

"If what the Japanese said is all false, then why did Cui Yuhou send someone to attack secretly? Isn't this a guilty conscience?"

"Huaiying! Everything in this world is not black and white, and white is white!" Yuan Yizhi sighed: "This king is in a foreign country, surrounded by enemies, and has only a few hundred soldiers under his command. If he honestly does not break the law and is a moral gentleman, not to mention making great achievements, he will not even be able to save his own life. As for the things that the real Mishima said, what are they really worth? What Wang Dudu did was close to death. Those who are willing to go with him are all desperadoes, there are few loyal and filial people, and the barbarians he recruits have a heart of tigers and wolves. If he doesn’t take a lot of money in the Japanese country, what will he get to reward the warriors who accompany him through life and death? No more killings, How can we deter the barbarians? If you and I are obsessed with these trivial matters and forget about the country's major festivals, how can we be considered wise men?"

Judge Di turned pale and speechless at Yuan Yishi's words. After a while, he said, "What Yuan Gong said is true, but if he has an affair with the Japanese queen, how can this be explained?"

"Huaiying, are you and I the censor?"

"no!"

"Isn't that enough? You and I are not censors, so why bother with these things?" Yuan Yishi smiled and said: "Besides, you also know how the royal family is? Is there a risk of the emperor being unhappy and writing a letter of impeachment?"

This time, Judge Di was completely convinced, and he nodded in frustration.Yuan Yishi was very happy when he saw this, and patted his subordinate on the shoulder: "Huaiying, don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing, I will naturally handle this matter properly!"

Judge Di returned to his residence, and just sat there for a while, when he heard voices outside, and when he got up, he saw that it was Xian Yuzhong, and he said with a smile on his face: "Judge Di, my Marquis Yu heard from Yuan Gong, Thank you very much for your kindness, thank you for this little thing, please accept it!"

Judge Di didn't bother to refuse this time, he nodded: "In that case, I'm not welcome, thank Cui Yuhou for me!"

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Wa country, Namba Tsu, Shitennoji.

"These are the new silver obtained by using the ash blowing method!" Cao Sengnu lifted the curtain and pointed to the silver ingots piled up behind the curtain.

Wang Wenzuo didn't speak. There were pieces of silver-white metal ingots neatly stacked in the room. These metal ingots exuded a charming luster, as if there were invisible hooks that caught people's eyes firmly.Wang Wenzuo now understands the various descriptions of precious metals in Chinese and foreign literary works. Indeed, when you look at these beautiful pieces of metal, you can feel an invisible magic power that drives you, draws you in, seduces you, and devours you. , making you involuntarily seem to be another person.If you think you're immune to this magic, it's just not enough!
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