Jinyi Night Walk

There is a restaurant by the Nanyang River outside Qingzhou Prefecture.The store sells both wine and tea.

The storefront of the restaurant is extremely small, and the shopkeeper, cook, and waiter are all the owner Liu Xu. Usually, except for the people in the village not far away, who come to sell some wine, they rely on the temporary guests and taxis on the passenger boats on the Nanyang River. The fishermen came to take care of them, so the business was very deserted, and the shopkeeper had no intention of running it. He often took away the wine flag tea and banner tea to find other livelihoods. The passing ships and nearby residents were used to it. The wine flag and tea banner will not come here anymore.

This small hotel seems to be closed today, and the thin pole in front of the door is bare, but if you get closer, you will find that although the tea and wine flags have been taken away, the door panels have not been fully installed, at least they are still left. The gap between the two door panels is used for ventilation.There were a few people sitting quietly in the shop.

Four people sat around the table, and the one sitting behind the door was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in green clothes, he looked like a servant of a rich family. His face was gloomy and pale, and he looked a little scary. It was Zhang Shisan, the personal companion of Yang Xu, the young master of the Yang family in Qingzhou Prefecture.

Sitting on his left is a burly man, wearing a round-neck soap suit, about thirty years old, with a thick beard under his jaw, each root as thick as a steel needle, with thick eyebrows and wide mouth, quite heroic His expression was very cold, he neither frowned nor roared like thunder, he just sat there quietly, and a murderous aura quietly emanated from him.

On the right side of Zhang Shisan is a fat man. This fat man is over 40 years old, with a big belly, a round face and fat cheeks. Tens of billions, always showing the current people, sometimes people don't know", the cloth bag monk thought that the old man had come to play in the world again.

This fat man was wearing a tunic with round collars and a crested gauze on his head. The shirt was made of fine cotton, but not silk. It seemed that although his family was rich, he was just a pure merchant, neither a scholar nor a businessman. Non-agricultural, so not eligible to wear silk brocade.Now that Emperor Hongwu sits in the Dragon Court, the line between superior and inferior is clearly defined, who dares to overstep the rules?

Just two years ago, there was an incident in the south of the Yangtze River. There were more than a dozen teenagers from ordinary families. Because their families were rich and could afford leather boots, they all wore boots to show off and went to the street to kick keys. The street patrolman caught it straight.At that time, the emperor had just issued an edict: common people, merchants, artisans, infantry, and miscellaneous workers are not allowed to wear boots.Some people commit crimes against the wind, and naturally they must be severely punished.In the end, more than a dozen unlucky ones had their feet cut off.

In view of this, although Qingzhou Mansion has the meaning that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, businessmen who have money but are not qualified to wear rich and brocade clothes have no choice but to wear brocade clothes at home and shake their prestige. It was meant to be covered with a cloth shirt, and at least it was a normal person to be a man with his tail between his legs. No one dared to flaunt it openly and directly challenged the majesty of Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty.

The fat man's eyebrows are very light, and he is born with a pair of smiling eyes. The corners of those smiling eyes are twitching constantly, and sweat is dripping from his forehead and temples. Wipe the sweat from his forehead and cheeks.

Sitting opposite Zhang Shisan is Liu Xu, the owner of this small hotel. The shopkeeper Liu has an honest and honest appearance. He opened his mouth, revealing the entire lining of the board, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his face was full of bitterness and hatred, as if the three people sitting next to him were all diners eating the overlord's meal.

The soap-clothed man is an inspector of the Qingzhou prefect's yamen, named Feng Xihui.The school inspector is an official, although it is lower than the ninth-rank official, just a low-level official with no rank, but he is an official after all. When ordinary people see him, they want to sing a fat song and call him an adult.

The fat man with a round face is surnamed An, and his name is An Litong. He is the shopkeeper of An's silk and satin shop in Qingzhou. He often goes to the south of the Yangtze River to buy silk, and then ships it to the north for sale. A pure businessman is nothing but a fart, but his family is rich, and when ordinary people see him, they have to fawn on him and call him a gentleman.

It was very hot, but the atmosphere in the shop was terribly cold. All four of them had gloomy faces and said nothing, depressing and suffocating.After a long time, An Yuanwai swallowed hard, and said cautiously: "Yang Xu is dead, our errand is a mess, what should we do now? It's not a problem if everyone is so bored and silent." , Feng Zongqi, you are the biggest official here, you have to give the big guy an idea to succeed!"

Feng Jianxiao's lips moved, as if he was taking a breath, and it took a long time before he said quietly: "What idea? What idea? Four years ago, the four of you and I were ordered to leave Yingtian Mansion and sneak into Qingzhou City, it took a full four years to use all the financial resources, material resources and contacts that Lord Qianshi could use, and then Yang Xu was supported. Last month, I just handed over to Lord Qianshi The news said that Yang Xu has become King Qi's confidant, and the adults can start the next step, who would have thought..., who would have thought that it would be just a fucking blink of an eye!"

Feng Jianxiao slammed the table hard, and the teacups jumped up together, then Feng Jianxiao said angrily: "Yang Xu has been slaughtered, once the news reaches the ears of Mr. Qian, we can imagine what will happen to us. Ladies and gentlemen, you all know Lord Luo’s tricks, if you don’t want to end up in a situation where you can’t survive or die, then kill yourself and find a good time.”

Thinking of the powerful method of the adult in Beijing to kill people without blood, several people couldn't help but fight coldly. Shopkeeper Liu gasped for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it, which turtle bastard is it? It's not good to kill anyone!" , but killed Yang Wenxuan. Yang Wenxuan was a person with a clean background, and he was not a figure in the world. Who could he offend, and somehow..., ah! My lord, do you think...our identities have been exposed? "

Zhang Shisan sneered, and unceremoniously reprimanded his colleague who was nearly twice his age: "Are you a pighead! We act so secretly, how can we be noticed? Take a step back, if we If the identity is really exposed, who will be against us? Only King Qi, but if it is under the hands of King Qi, he needs to use assassination methods? Will he only kill Yang Xu?

Even if I, Jin Yiwei, was at my best, how much weight would I have in the eyes of princes?Have you forgotten how the two commanders of the Fifth Military Battalion of Yingtian Mansion died?They were beaten to death by the prince's envoys in the street just because they bumped into the guard of honor of a prince who was going to Beijing for a pilgrimage. What happened?The prince was just reprimanded by the emperor to settle the matter.

Except for rebellion, there is no crime that can be imposed on the vassal prince. If there is any crime that provokes public anger, it is also the prince's mistake, and the long history of the crime. Unless it is a major crime of treason, who in the world can touch the prince?If Yang Xu's death was really ordered by the king of Qi, it would be as easy for the king of Qi to kill us as if he ran over an ant. "

An Yuanwai rubbed his hands and said worriedly: "What's the use of investigating the cause of Yang Xu's death right now? What's important is how we should explain to Master Luo..."

Zhang Shisan said coldly: "As soon as Yang Wenxuan died, I erased the traces on the boat and brought him here in a car. The news has not been publicized yet, so I don't even enter the city, but invite you here to meet each other." Yes, I just want everyone to discuss countermeasures together, I... have no choice."

An Yuanwai turned to Feng Jianxiao with a pale face, and said, "Master Feng, look...how about we explain the situation here to him? Yang Xu's death was completely an accident. It is not your fault. We are innocent. It's the time when the adults are employing people, maybe... maybe the adults will let you and me go."

Zhang Shisan sneered again: "Eat lamp plant ashes, and fart lightly! When did Lord Luo become so kind-hearted and soft-faced? It's not like you don't know the current situation at Yingtian, how difficult my Jinyiwei is now. , if you want to stand up, you are dependent on us. Four years ago, your lord could provide us with some help and help us support a Yang Wenxuan to come out. Now, your lord can no longer give us any help, and all your hopes for your lord have been ruined In our hands, do you still expect the adults to forgive you?"

An Yuan's sweat became more urgent.

Zhang Shisan has a special status among these four people.Feng Jianxiao is the head of the four, but when it comes to the relationship with Mr. Luo in Ying Tianfu, Zhang Shisan is Mr. Luo's confidant, so he can still maintain some respect except when facing Feng Jianxiao. The other two shouted back and forth, without any pretense.An Yuanwai and Liu Xu have long been used to his domineering.

At this moment, someone shouted outside the door: "Shop, I caught a few fresh fish. I wonder if the shop accepts them here. The price here is very fair, and it's much cheaper than the fish shop."

Shopkeeper Liu was in a state of distraction, he waved his hands and shouted: "Go, go, I won't open today, and the wine and tea flags are all closed, can't you see?"

He raised his head while cursing, and when he saw the appearance of the person outside the shop, his whole body was shocked, and he froze there as if struck by lightning. The three of Feng Jianxiao noticed that there was a difference in his expression, and immediately turned their heads. Looking towards the door, the three of them were also taken aback.

Yang Xu!

That Yang Xu who died last night and is now hiding in the carriage in the backyard, whose body is about to stink due to the heat, is actually dressed as a beggar, standing alive at the door of the store, holding a bunch of fish of different sizes in his hand , using willow branches to wear the gills of the fish, it seems that they are all freshly caught fish, and the fish tail will occasionally swing weakly a few times.

His hair was disheveled and loose, and he was randomly tied into a bun, and a branch of a tree was inserted horizontally as a hairpin. He wore a pair of tattered short brown clothes, the hem of which was broken like a thread, and his lower body was a pair of bloomers that had changed color. The rope was tied at the waist indiscriminately, leggings were worn on the calves, and a pair of broken straw sandals were under the feet, with dirty toes exposed.

After a while of shock, the four people found that this person was still slightly different from Yang Xu. First of all, this person's demeanor was far from that of the suave, young and rich Mr. Yang, but this didn't matter much, even if he was the emperor. Wearing a beggar's outfit and standing on the street corner with a broken bowl in his hand, he will never have the majesty of the ninety-five supreme. To a large extent, this is a problem of clothing.But this person is stronger than Yang Xu, and his skin color is much darker than Yang Xu's. In addition, there are some factors that cannot be said exactly. It is a feeling, a strange feeling.

The four of Feng Jianxiao carefully examined him with critical eyes like "finding trouble", and screened out the difference between this beggar and Yang Xu, and found that the difference between the two was really negligible. If they hadn't seen Yang Xu's death The corpse that couldn't die any more, I really thought that this person was simply Yang Xu who dressed up as a beggar to tease them.

The shop was not open today, the windows were closed, only two doors were open at the entrance of the shop, so the indoor light was very dark, the man couldn't see the expressions of the people in the shop clearly, but the four people in the shop could see him clearly.Although this man is shabby, his facial features are the same as Yang Xu's. If he were to change into this beggar's outfit and dress up better, he would be the romantic young man riding a horse leaning on a leaning bridge and full of red sleeves. what?

The eyes of Feng Jianxiao and Zhang Shisan lit up one after another.

The man stood outside the door, unable to see the expressions of the people in the store, but could feel that they were looking at him strangely.His identity of unknown origin is the most serious threat to him in this era of the strictest control over the household registration population. In order to avoid trouble, he rarely even enters the city along the way, otherwise he would not be confused with such an image At this time, he realized that the situation was different, so he immediately raised his vigilance. He laughed and said: "If the store doesn't buy it, I will leave by myself. Why are you so angry? Excuse me." Walk.

Officer An gasped and exclaimed, "Have you seen it? Did you see it? This man looks exactly like Yang Xu. The world is so big and there are so many surprises. If it wasn't for Yang Xu's body in the car behind, the rest of us I just checked it myself, and I really thought it was Yang Xu who came back to life! Alas, why didn’t this short-lived beggar die, but Yang Xu, who didn’t deserve to die, died?”

Foreign Minister An sighed. Feng Jianxiao and Zhang Shisan had turned their heads slowly and looked at him with eyes like idiots. Yuanwai An was a little scared by them. He touched the tip of his nose and asked embarrassingly. Said: "Uh... I... Did I say something wrong?"

Zhang Shisan teased: "An Litong, I only thought you were stupid before, but I didn't expect you to be more stupid than a pig."

An Yuanwai's face turned red, and he stammered and asked, "I... what's the matter with me?"

Feng Jianxiao said to shopkeeper Liu in a deep voice: "Follow him, keep an eye on him, and see where he lands!"

Shopkeeper Liu nodded, and went back to the inner room first. After a while, he brought out a knife. Feng Jianxiao frowned and said, "Tracking a beggar, you still need to bring a knife? If this knife comes out, once it falls into the eyes of someone with a heart, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?" What a disaster? Put it down!" Shopkeeper Liu put down the knife embarrassingly, and walked out of the store.

Only then did An Wai react, and exclaimed: "Ah! I understand, my lord, could it be... Could it be that you want to use this beggar as a fake?"

Zhang Shisan said harshly: "Old Ann, I was wrong just now. In fact, you are a little bit smarter than a pig."

Feng Jianxiao did not speak, but picked up the knife in front of him.It was a long, narrow and slightly curved knife, light and dexterous, and easy to fight in close quarters. Looking at this knife with nostalgia, Feng Jianxiao's eyes gradually became eager.He pressed the spring with his thumb, and the sharp blade popped out half a foot with a clang. Feng Jianxiao gently wiped the sharp blade with his fingertips, and muttered to himself: "Xiu Chun Knife, Xiu Chun Knife, how long will your majesty be?" Can we reappear in the human world?"

With the knife in hand, an invisible murderous aura rose up into the sky, covering every grass, tree, water and mountain by the Nanyang River.