The days when I ransacked the house in Jinyiwei

Chapter 322 This is incredible! Mr. Shouren committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake!
  In the second year of Zhengde, on the first day of the first lunar month, we were in the suburbs of Qihe County, Jinan Prefecture.

Thirty Jinan government officials and twenty Miaoshoumen masters stood upright like javelins. They all drew their swords from their scabbards.

In front of them kneeled two killers. Just now, the two killers tried to assassinate Wang Shouren, but were overpowered by Chang Feng and Basha.

Wang Yangming was lying in the carriage. Chang Feng sat on a tree pillar next to the carriage and scolded the two killers: "Whose stupid pigs are you? From the West Factory? From the Inner Factory? Are you a subordinate of Jin Yiwei Zhang Cai?"

"I call you stupid pigs not because you assassinated Mr. Wang. But because your assassination methods are full of loopholes!"

"Pretend to beg and beg, hide arrows in your sleeves, and look for opportunities to assassinate. This is an old method of assassination by factory guards. There is nothing to say about it."

"The question is, don't you need to use your brain before the assassination? Mr. Wang was injured by the imperial staff and his injuries are not healed yet. He can only lie in the carriage instead of sitting up. You should lower your sleeve arrows!"

"But what about you? Good guys, you shot all your sleeve arrows halfway up the carriage curtain. Can you kill an egg? It's two feet taller than Mr. Wang's body!"

"If I were still the handsome man of Jin Yiwei, I would have sent you to the Elephant Taming Center to raise elephants for stupid pigs like you!"

Chang Feng spits out foam and stars, quite angrily.

Chang Feng took the water bag handed over by Basha, took a sip, and began to scold the two killers again: "Moreover, the poison on your sleeve arrows is wrong! The poison that seals the throat with blood will make the arrows turn blue."

"Delayed-onset poison turns arrowheads black."

"The arrows of each of the twelve sleeve arrows you shot are black."

"Your master Liu Jin wishes he could get the news of Mr. Wang's death right away. Why are you applying delayed poison?"

"Even if you shoot Mr. Wang, I can take him to Qihe County for treatment."

"Ah! I am really convinced by you! You are so stupid! With such little ability, do you dare to work as a secret agent?"

"After I left the factory guard, the abilities of the factory guards became worse and worse!"

The two killers were stunned by Chang Feng's violent spray.

One of the killers said: "Ah, the little one has benefited a lot from Chang Shuaiye's teachings. I will definitely do it next time."

Chang Feng waved his hand and interrupted him: "There are only two results for the factory guard killer's actions. Success or death."

"Do you want another time? Basha. Just do it and leave them a whole body."

Basha thought to himself: I am not a mad dog, how can I still eat their corpses? Naturally, the whole body was left intact.

At this moment, Wang Shouren opened the curtain of the carriage: "Brother Chang, let them go. They are also doing this under orders."

Chang Feng shook his head: "You can't let it go. Something happened just now, and the government servants from Jinan Prefecture ran out to help."

"If you release them back to the capital, Liu Jin will know that the Jinan Prefect is secretly protecting you. Then the Jinan Prefect will be harmed."

Changfeng turned around and made a gesture of cutting his throat to Basha.

Basha raised his knife and dropped it, and the two killers were splashed with blood on the spot.

Shi Jian, the deputy head of the Miaoshou Sect, said to Chang Feng: "Master Chang, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. I got some dumplings from the county town. Shall we boil water to cook the dumplings?"

Chang Feng was stunned: "Oh, how could I forget that today is the first day of the second year of Zhengde. Lao Shi, have a great New Year, and I wish you good luck."

Shi Jian cupped his hands and said, "Happy New Year, Mr. Chang. I wish you good fortune."

A group of Jinan government officials and masters from Miaoshou sect hugged each other and wished each other happy New Year.

Chang Feng took out two five hundred taels of silver notes from his sleeves. He handed one to the head catcher of Jinan Mansion, and then handed one to Shi Jian.

Chang Feng said: "Let's divide this money among your sons and daughters. Just think of it as the lucky money I give them."

Smoke rose from the outskirts of Qihe County.

Everyone gathered around the fire and ate half-cooked dumplings. This year is over.

During the next trip, Wang Shouren encountered various assassinations.

Some people poisoned the food at the inn.

Some were lying in wait in the trees and setting off firecrackers.

Someone picked up a knife to break open the door and stabbed someone in the middle of the night.

There were even dozens of killers pretending to be bandits and brazenly robbing and killing people.

Many of the local government officials and Miaoshoumen brothers who protected Wang Shouren died.

Wang Shouren is still safe and sound.

There are two reasons why Wang Shouren was able to escape so many assassinations.

First, when it comes to precision cutting, Changfeng and Basha have long hair on their hands—they are veterans. They can often foresee dangers in advance.

Second, the killers were restrained by an order from Liu Jin.

This order is: Wang Shouren must be killed, but Chang Feng must not be touched in the slightest. Whoever hurts Changfeng even a hair on his head, I will kill his whole family.

The killers wanted to find a way to kill Wang Shouren. Also avoid accidentally injuring Chang Feng. The efficiency of assassination is naturally greatly reduced.

For example, the time the killers set off firecrackers in ambush in the trees. A gunman had clearly put the rear sight on Wang Shouren's head. Chang Feng directly protected Wang Shouren.

The gunman has no choice but to miss the opportunity.

In a word, it's not that Wang Shouren is lucky, but that he has an amulet around him.

This amulet is Chang Feng.

The group of people stopped and went and arrived outside Hangzhou in early spring of February.

At this time, Wang Shouren's injury was almost healed. He was finally able to walk, albeit with a slight limp.

Chang Feng discussed with Wang Shouren in the carriage: "Brother Shouren, I don't know how many people are going to kill you on the next journey."

"I can protect you eight times ten times, but I can't protect you thirty times or fifty times."

Wang Shouren sighed: "Life and death are determined by fate. If I am killed by the killer sent by Liu Jin, it means that I should be destined for this disaster."

Chang Feng said: "In the [-]th year of Chenghua, I first joined Jinyiwei. There is an old man in Jinyiwei named Dong Tianbao, who holds the position of governor of Beizhen."

"The Governor of Dong Zhen has a mantra - I have no control over my destiny!"

"I have figured out a way to silence the killers sent by Liu Jin."

Wang Shouren asked: "What method?"

Chang Feng replied: "Fake suicide! Let's go into Hangzhou City!"

Wang Shouren was a great scholar, and because he was not afraid of powerful officials, he became the idol of scholars in the Ming Dynasty.

When he arrived in Hangzhou, the Confucian students in Hangzhou naturally came to visit him and discuss knowledge with him.

On February [-], the dragon raises its head. Scholars in Hangzhou held a classics discussion meeting by the West Lake and invited Wang Shouren to give lectures.

Wang Shouren talked eloquently for three whole hours. As the sun set, he raised his hands to the students and said, "What Shouren has learned throughout his life has been given to you. This farewell is an eternal farewell."

A group of Hangzhou scholars felt a little strange when they heard this.

Even if you can no longer come to Hangzhou, we can still go to Longchang to see you and seek knowledge.

Why did it become a farewell?

One of the scholars raised his hand and said: "Mr. Wang, we have held a few banquets to entertain you tonight. Please don't laugh at the vegetables and drink wine."

Chang Feng interjected: "Ah, let's wait until the banquet is over. There is a saying that people have three urgency, monkey urgency, feces urgency, and urination urgency. Mr. Wang has been preaching for three hours. Now it's time to go to Gongfang to take a rest."

After speaking, Chang Feng helped Wang Shouren get down from the podium.

After a stick of incense, a group of Hangzhou scholars saw a scene in the distance.

Wang Shouren, dressed in white, stood by the West Lake, with the setting sun shining on his face. Suddenly, he jumped into the sparkling West Lake.

Chang Feng booed among the scholars: "What a disaster! You are dying! Mr. Wang committed suicide by jumping into the lake!"

"Everyone, go and save him! Mr. Wang doesn't know how to swim, and he's about to die!"

"Mr. Wang, you, you, you, why can't you think about it so hard! Woohoo!"

Chang Feng was coaxing, and then the scholars reacted. Rush to the place where "Wang Shouren" threw himself into the lake.

Some scholars who were good at water jumped into the water and searched everywhere.

After struggling for two moments, the scholars got nothing.

Chang Feng sat paralyzed on the ground, hammering his chest with both hands and crying bitterly: "Mr. Wang! You died so miserably! Why can't you let go and sacrifice your life to feed the fat carp in the West Lake?"

"Ooooooo! Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Chang Feng cried so hard that his heart broke, and he even barked like a dog.

Sadness is contagious like a bacterial infection.

All the scholars were infected by Chang Feng's emotions and cried bitterly: "Ooooooo! Mr. Wang is the conscience of the literati of the Ming Dynasty! Today's conscience sinks in the West Lake, God is unfair!"

"Ouch! Mr. Wang, the student wants to ask you for advice again. Why did you just go like this?"

By the West Lake, the sound of crying was loud.

Chang Feng snorted with a big snot, and raised his hands to all the scholars: "Mr. Wang has passed away. I have to trouble you all to help organize his funeral."

"No matter what, I have to go to the water and land dojo for three days, and find a monk and Taoist priest to give him a good salvation."

All the scholars agreed: "That's right! Mr. Wang should be saved!"

"I'll pay for it!"

"I know Zen Master Fahai from Leiyin Temple! I'll go ask the Zen Master!"

"I know Taoist Master Yimei from Wanzi Temple. I'll go and ask for the Taoist priest!"

"My family is engaged in papermaking. I will make the paper figures, horses, and cranes for Mr. Wang!"

Chang Feng sniffed his nose and said, "Mr. Wang is my most beloved relative, friend, and brother! I leave it to you all to mourn his great loss!"

In fact, it was not Wang Shouren who threw himself into the lake just now.

Basha changed into the same white clothes as Wang Shouren, pretended to be Wang Shouren and jumped into the West Lake.

Basha has excellent water quality. With a reed pipe, he quietly swam to the "Xiao Penglai" lake center pavilion in the West Lake.

Chang Feng suddenly pointed at a big stone: "Gentlemen, look, what is that?"

A scholar picked up a letter on the stone and saw the four characters "Shouren's last work" written on it. Obviously a suicide note!

The scholar opened the letter and recited Wang Shouren's last words to everyone.

The general meaning is: I, Wang Shouren, used to be obsessed with pursuing knowledge and rarely had the opportunity to be filial to my father.

Now he has offended Liu Jin, who has the most power in the world. Afraid that my father would be implicated.

It would be better to die, lest my father suffer the consequences and lose his official position as Minister of Civil Affairs in Nanjing.

This suicide note makes perfect sense. All the scholars believed it.

There is a killer from the factory guard lurking among the scholars.

The killer secretly rejoiced: Wang Shouren threw himself into the lake before I took action? This is really a no-brainer.

The next day, the West Lake was so lively!
  Most of the scholars in Hangzhou came from aristocratic families and were very wealthy. Wang Shouren invited hundreds of monks and Taoist priests for this water and land ceremony (dojo).

The monks "dong dong dong adze, dong dong dong adze" looked at the wooden fish.

The Taoist priests "rang, rang, rang, rang, rang, rang" and shook the soul-inducing copper bells.

The monks began to sing a funeral song: "The Dharma assembly will be completed, and the relief will be completed. The worshiper is pious, offering incense and worshiping."

"The sea of ​​suffering is surging, and evil has summoned itself. It is so charming that I can't wake up even a little bit. If the world doesn't remember Amitabha, it will be a waste of time for me to live in this world!"

"Looking closely, the mountains are colorful, listening carefully to the silent water, spring has gone and the flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come!"

"In the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, wild geese fly south, roaring and mourning. The wild geese will come back someday, but their dead souls will not return!"

"I am Buddha, Tathagata, quick and quick."

Not to be outdone, the Taoist priests also began to sing Taoist funeral songs: "The beautiful scenery of Hangzhou is unparalleled in the world, and the exotic flowers and plants on the shore of the West Lake are fragrant all year round. When you go to Su Di in the spring, the peach trees are red and the willows are green, and in the summer when you enjoy the lotus flowers, the pond is filled with reflections."

"Your Majesty, Laojun! Be as urgent as the law!"

In a carriage in the distance.

Wang Shouren opened the curtain of the carriage, revealing a crack, admiring his "mourning ceremony."

Chang Feng on the side laughed and said: "These monks and Taoists are making it quite lively. I hope I can deceive the factory guard's killer and stop chasing you."

Wang Shouren smiled and said: "I think this funeral ceremony is more like a temple fair, very lively and interesting. Look, even a three-year-old baby is being carried out by adults to watch the fun."

At the same time, in a courtyard house in Hangzhou city.

A foreman from the west factory and a foreman from the inner factory were having a secret discussion.

These two men were the specific commanders who went out to the capital to hunt down Wang Shouren.

The commander said: "Wang Shouren committed suicide by jumping into the lake. Our errands can no longer be carried out. Look, why don't we go back to Beijing?"

The foreman shook his head: "I think there is something fishy about Wang Shouren's death. No one has seen his body. Could it be a fraud?"

The manager smiled slightly: "Wang Shouren is followed by Master Chang. With Master Chang's methods, pretending to be a 'suicide' is just a piece of cake."

"But, we have to think this way. With Master Chang's amulet by Wang Shouren's side, it will be difficult for us to succeed in our assassination."

"We have failed seven times and lost more than thirty brothers."

"If we can't kill Wang Shouren and we can't complete our mission, Eunuch Liu and Eunuch Gu will kill us."

"On the other hand, what if we succeed? Wang Shouren is Chang Shuai's best friend. If we kill him, Chang Shuai will definitely take revenge."

"Don't think Chang Shuai has lost his power now. But thirty years ago Hedong, thirty years Hexi."

"The Queen Mother and the Empress are facing him. The Emperor is thinking of him. The chief minister of the cabinet is still his in-laws. It is very likely that he will rise and regain power in the future."

"Can he spare us brothers then?"

The foreman echoed: "Yes, yes! Over the years, few people who offend Mr. Chang Shuai have a good ending."

The commander said: "In other words, if we can't kill Wang Shouren, we will die, but if we kill Wang Shouren, we will still die. It is simply certain death!"

"Now that Wang Shouren has committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake, our two brothers have narrowly escaped death! Regardless of whether it is true or not, we will treat it as true and return to Beijing to recover our lives."

"Everyone has committed suicide. Who are we going to kill? How long will it take if we don't return to Beijing now?"

The foreman said: "Yes, yes! We can report this. Let's just say that our seven assassinations made Wang Shouren panic all day long, causing him to go crazy for a while and commit suicide."

The supervisor clapped his hands: "Brother, how wonderful! In this way, the two father-in-laws Liu and Gu can do business, and we will get a share of the credit in vain."

"We didn't push Wang Shouren into the water, and we won't offend Mr. Chang Shuai."

The young couple exchanged words with each other, and finally decided to lead the factory guard killer back to Beijing to resume his life.

It was so high, it was so high that these two of them finished cumming!
  According to historical records: In the winter of the first year of Zhengde, Shouren was demoted to Longchang, Guizhou, and Jin wanted to intercept and kill him. Passing through Hangzhou, Shouren committed suicide by throwing himself into a lake, and Jin then gave up.

(End of this chapter)