Fisherman's Song Dynasty

If Xu Zizhen was here, he would be very surprised. Since the last time I saw it in Pingyang Mansion, it has only been a few dozen days, and Wang Fu has become a lot haggard, with white hair on his sideburns, and even more wrinkles. It's like being ten years older.

He was not surprised when he heard the news, but raised his eyelids and asked indifferently: "Who wants to take... my life? Where did the news come from?"

The housekeeper said: "It is said that it is the righteous bandits from the Hebei Road, who will set up an ambush at the foot of Guaizi Mountain outside Chenliu City. Master Min, the peace envoy of Beijing's Xi'an, found out the news by accident, and sent someone to inform the villain early in the morning."

Wang Fu frowned, and said with a sneer, "Hebei road bandits? This is absolutely impossible."

The housekeeper asked cautiously: "Master, Master Min..."

Wang Fu waved his hand: "Min Xian'an will not dare to bully me. I don't know who has a problem with me, and I am afraid that it will be exposed later, so I just use my name."

"Yes, yes, the master clearly sees it." The butler promised, and then asked in a low voice, "Then the master's opinion...is it ignored?"

A look of helplessness flashed across Wang Fu's face, and he sighed softly: "Forget it, let's change the road. Tomorrow morning, after leaving Beijing, we will go west and turn from Henan Mansion to the waterway. You only need to know about this matter. Don't pass it on first, so as not to leak it." News...Xu Zizhen said that day that Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, but he didn't expect it to be bullied by me today."

"Yes, master." There was also a bit of sadness in the housekeeper's eyes. After following the master for so many years, he did not expect to be so downcast in the blink of an eye.

The butler withdrew, and the deathly silence returned to the yard. Naturally, Wang Fu would not know that there was a figure hiding on the roof. After the butler withdrew, the shadow also moved, like a ghost, in the dark. After a few silent flashes, it disappeared.

……

It's late at night, this is an inconspicuous house in Bianjing City, in a certain room in the backyard, two people are sitting and drinking, with a young man and a big man beside them, there are more than a dozen empty tables The wine jug was removed, but the eyes of the two were still bright, and there was no hint of drunkenness.

"Brother Wang, there won't be any problem with Min who sent the news, right?"

"In Min Xian'an's mansion, there are many people from the Jianghu who act as followers, so it is not difficult to spread some news about them. Moreover, he and Wang Fu have a friendship of the same age, so it is the most suitable choice for him to deliver the news."

These two people are Xu Zizhen and Bianjing Jiuye Wang Zhongfu. They have been drinking and chatting for several hours since the evening. Bao'er next to him is young, already sleepy and can't help but yawn continuously. Ma San beside him couldn't bear it any longer, and he stretched out his hands to rub his face from time to time.

Wang Zhongfu raised his brows suddenly, but he didn't move any more. The window was suddenly pushed open, and a black shadow came in and knelt down on one knee in front of Xu Zizhen. lucky.

Before he could speak, Xu Zizhen stretched out his hand and pulled him up: "They said don't kneel here... How about it, is the old thief scared to pee?"

There was also a rare smile on Luo Ji's unchanging dead face: "No, but the old thief has decided to change his route. He will go west after leaving Beijing tomorrow morning, and then change his waterway to the south when he arrives at Henan Prefecture."

He repeated the conversation between Wang Fu and the housekeeper verbatim, and a gleam flashed in Xu Zizhen's eyes: "Hey! Absolutely impossible? Hebei Road Rebels really have traitors, and they have connections with old thieves, otherwise how could he Can you be so sure?"

Wang Zhongfu also frowned, nodded and said: "It seems that you are right, brother Xu."

Xu Zizhen sneered a few times, and suddenly asked: "Brother Wang, there are mountains in Henan, right?"

Wang Zhongfu already understood, and said with a smile: "Of course there are."

Xu Zizhen slapped his hands and stood up: "Okay! Brother Wang, can you come on a business trip with me?"

"Business trip?" Wang Zhongfu was slightly startled, and then smiled, "Going to kill that old dog with Brother Xu, this is a good job, why don't you tell me?"

Xu Zizhen grinned, and patted Luo Ji on the shoulder: "Go and tell Zhifu Nie, I'm afraid he's already waiting."

"Yes, master." Luo Ji replied, and disappeared into the night in a flash.

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Autumn in Henan is very cold, and the westerly wind blows like a gust. The driver shrank his neck, glanced at the road ahead, turned back to the car and said, "Master, we will be going around the mountain road in a short while. I'm afraid it's a bit bumpy. You guys can sit still."

The curtain of the car moved, revealing Steward Wang's face, he said dissatisfiedly, "Why do you want to enter the mountain? Is there no other way?"

The coachman smiled and said: "Yes, but master, you have to take the waterway early, if you don't take the mountain road, you have to go around a long way. I'm afraid it will take a long time to go back and forth. When you get on the boat, you will be afraid of tomorrow." .”

Steward Wang frowned, but when he was about to speak, he heard Wang Fu's voice behind him: "Then let's take the mountain road, and more delays will cause troubles."

"Yes, master!" Butler Wang had no choice but to answer, waved to the coachman, and said nothing more.

The car rattled and turned into a quiet mountain road. This is outside the city of Henan Province. The mountain is not very high and the mountain road is not long. It takes less than two hours to walk from here to the waterway. It makes sense for the driver to choose this road , because this mountain has never had any ferocious beasts, and it is very comfortable. Many pedestrians traveling from north to south will walk here for convenience.

Wang Wei closed his eyes slightly, feeling the bumpy car. He was too tired these days, not physically, but mentally. He had offended many people in a high position for a long time, and now he didn't know how many people would come to make trouble for him. This time The so-called assassination can't be separated if you think about it, what kind of righteous bandit, hmph, cheating, hiding your head and showing your tail!

Suddenly the horse pulling the cart let out a long hiss, and then the car came to a stop with a violent shock. Wang Fu's thoughts were interrupted immediately, and his heart sank instantly.

The coachman cried and jumped out of the car, shouting: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The villain is just a hard worker. Please, Grandpa Wang, let the villain go!"

An impatient voice sounded from outside the car: "Why are you crying? The old man is asking for money, how much money can you give? Get out of here!"

The butler had already turned pale with fright and trembled like a sieve, but he managed to pick up a knife, and without taking off the sheath, he pointed it at the curtain of the car and said inconsequentially, "Bandit, there is a mountain here!" Thief? Don't come here, don't come here..."

Wang Fu and his party had a total of three cars, he was the one in front, the middle one was the mother-in-law of the family, the former Mrs. Gao Ming, and the last car was the property and savings of several long-term companions who had accompanied him for so many years. The corner of Wang Fu's eyes He twitched, he didn't believe that he would meet a bandit by such a coincidence in broad daylight, and didn't the coachman say that there are bandits walking on this road all the year round?

Before he could think about it, the curtain of the car was pulled open abruptly, and there were more than 20 people standing outside the car at some point, all of them masked in black scarves and holding steel knives, the bright blades gleaming in the noon sun A chill suddenly rose in Wang Fu's heart.

This is by no means a bandit, the knife they hold... Isn't this the thin-edged wild goose feather sharp knife in the yamen?