Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 415 My official Jia Ping'an, Uncle Wuyang of the Tang Dynasty, Commander of Baiqi

"etc!"

  Ming Jing suddenly stopped Xu Jingzong, then carefully took out a piece of leather to wrap his hands, then took the letter, and said casually, "Go and wash your hands."

  This **** actually knows that you need to wash your hands and disinfect when touching something of unknown origin?

  Jia Ping'an smiled, "Not at all, besides, what kind of poison can kill people by touching it with hands?"

  This is not a later life, there are no such biological and chemical weapons made by humans themselves.

  Yeah! But how could I, Mingjing, lose?

  Ming Jing frowned, "What about an epidemic?"

  Do you think the disease is everywhere? It is summer now, and there is no epidemic disease here in Luozhou. Where do you go to get the epidemic virus?

   "Open it and have a look." Jia Ping'an was too lazy to argue with her.

  The letter was opened and spread out on the desk.

   "The handwriting is ugly and unnatural." Ming Jing frowned, "Could it be written by a person who has just learned to write?"

   "You forgot one thing, left hand." Jia Pingan looked carefully.

yes! Holding a pen in his left hand, isn't that what he writes in such ugly fonts?

  How did Jia Pingan know so much?

  The writing in the letter is very simple, but the content is shocking.

   "It is said that someone in Zhechong's mansion in Wuding wanted to silence him, and it is not clear that Chang Dai, the captain of Zhechong, committed suicide..."

   Hiss!

  Xu Jingzong didn't expect the problem to be so serious, "I'm afraid this matter is no longer in Zhechong Mansion."

  Jia Pingan nodded, "It happened after outside intervention, but this person said that Chang Dai's suicide was unclear. Why?"

  Bao Dong was thinking, "Could it be silence?"

   "I can't be sure at the moment." Jia Ping'an's first reaction was that someone silenced him, but...

   "The origin of this letter is unknown. If someone wants to mislead us, it is a trap." Xu Jingzong looked wise, "I think I should check with those people in Los Angeles."

   "There must be a discovery in the Zhechong Mansion below. Who suppressed the doubts in the middle, that person must be eloquent." Jia Pingan glanced at Ming Jing.

   Am I eloquent?

  Ming Jing was furious.

   "This matter needs to be investigated."

  Jia Pingan got up, "Bao Dong brought some brothers, let's go to Zhechong Mansion in Wuding together."

   A group of people left the station, Jia Pingan glanced at it, and then went straight to a man squatting diagonally opposite.

  The man hid under the wall and took a nap, when he heard footsteps he looked up blankly, "Lang Jun..."

   Jia Pingan grinned and said, "Who told you to come?"

  The man stood up slowly, "What did you say?"

   Jia Pingan took off the long knife and slapped it with the scabbard.

  Boom!

  The man's cheek was hit hard, and he opened his mouth to spray a mouthful of blood, with teeth mixed in the blood.

   "Take down the interview."

   Jia Ping'an turned around and left.

   The two hundred riders punched and kicked for a while, and then dragged the man back to the station like a dead dog.

   Bao Dong asked: "Why did Uncle Wu Yang find this person inappropriate?"

Jia Pingan said lightly: "The man seems to be taking a nap, but he is resting his chin on his arm. The most comfortable way to take a nap is to rest his forehead on his arm. When he rests his chin, his center of gravity will be unstable and his neck cannot be relaxed. Can you take a nap? And when I came out, this person looked up quickly. Just look at it, and then lowered your head, there is no ghost in your heart, why are you afraid of me?"

  I think I was also a member of the snoozing army back then, and I was an expert in the research on various napping positions.

That time period…

   Jia Pingan was a little bit embarrassed.

   Arrived at Zhechong Mansion in Wuding later.

  Zhechong Mansion only maintains a team on weekdays, while the others are farming at home, and they will gather when the time comes, and the drill will be directed by the captain and others. Zhechong Mansion organizes a large-scale military exercise every winter during the slack season, which is equivalent to an exercise.

   This is the government military system of the Tang Dynasty, farming on weekdays, practicing in leisure time, and integrating soldiers into farming.

There were not many people in Zhechong's mansion, Guo Yi's captain Lu Shi welcomed them in, and said with a wry smile: "Since the Zuo Tunwei incident broke out, Chang Dai committed suicide, Wu Huan ran away, and only the subordinates are left here. The higher-ups did not appoint a new Zhechong Captain, and the entire Wuding Zhechong Mansion was in panic."

  Lu Shi has a rough appearance and a burly figure. With every gesture, the heroic aura of the warrior is very strong.

   Entered the duty room, someone made tea.

  Who knows if there is any internal response here? If a cup of tea poisons me to death... Jia Pingan said with a smile: "Don't mess with the tea, it's just for questioning."

  Lu Shi waved his hand, and the tea maker went out.

  The room became quiet, with only a slight smell of **** and garlic. Fortunately, the suet has not been put in, otherwise it will be no different from the kitchen.

  Jia Pingan said in a deep voice: "Tell me about the whole story of Wuding Zhe Chong's residence."

"Yes." Lu Shi said: "At the beginning Zhechong Mansion transferred a lot of people to Chang'an Fan, and later the brothers who came back in rotation said that many people from Luoyang were in Zuo Tunwei. I asked Chang Dai about it, and Chang Dai said that His Majesty just Ascend to the throne, Guannei Road is not stable..."

  Guannei Road is indeed not safe. Later, after my elder sister ascended the throne, she directly chose Luoyang as the capital because she wanted to stay away from that place.

   "Chang Dai said that Luoyang is loyal to His Majesty, so he dispatched some brothers to fill it."

   Jia Pingan nodded.

  Lu Shi sighed, "Later when the Zuo Tunwei incident broke out, Chang Dai was on duty...here..."

  He raised his head and pointed to the beam, "Chang Dai hung the rope on it and hanged himself on..."

  He pointed to the place where Bao Dong was standing, and Bao Dong couldn't help stepping back a few steps.

  Everyone felt chills down their backs, as if they saw Chang Dai hanging from the beams, swinging his body back and forth.

   "Where's Wu Huan?"

   "Wu Huan..." Lu Shi smiled helplessly, "He ran away first, and Chang Dai committed suicide."

   Later, when everyone left Zhechong Mansion, Ming Jing analyzed: "Wu Huan fled, and Chang Dai knew that he would not be spared, so he committed suicide. It seems that Wu Huan is the big boss."

   Jia Pingan frowned, "But Wu Huan is at large, go back and ask Mr. Xu."

  Old Xu is not popular in the city, and those officials have never invited him to have fun since the reception banquet.

   "The world is going down! The world is going down!"

  Xu Jingzong was a little heartbroken.

   "Grand Xu, have you asked about the hunt for Wu Huan?"

   "I asked." Xu Jingzong scolded: "A group of low dog slaves, they only said that they had done their best. They searched the city several times and chased them out of the city, but they found nothing."

   "Where can he go?"

  Wu Huan is an important person in this matter. If he can be captured and his mouth opened, half of the matter will be found out.

  Jia Pingan changed into casual clothes and took Ming Jing to the market.

   Later, he found a wine shop.

   "Who are you looking for?"

  A young man with tattoos visible on his neck asked in that awkward gesture.

   "Looking for death!"

   Ming Jing, who had been suffocated for too long, really started to explode, and stepped forward with a punch.

  Boom!

   Young Master Evil was punched, then knocked open the door and fell into the room.

  Ming Jing clapped her hands and walked in.

  In the wine shop, more than a dozen big men are drinking shirtless, each of them is as strong as a cow.

  They looked at Ming Jing slowly, then bent down, and picked up the horizontal knife from the side.

   Choking!

   More than a dozen horizontal knives were unsheathed.

   Is this what you call the evil young man? How is it like a den of thieves who kill people and steal goods? He must have gone to the wrong place... Ming Jing had a forced smile on her face, "Everyone... are you all discussing business and drinking? I'll go out now."

  Her skills are pretty good, but look at these ten or so big men, when they came over with horizontal knives, Ming Jing felt that she would be torn to pieces.

  A big bald man got up and walked over, his burly body approached, full of pressure.

"you…"

  Ming Jing was about to leave when she saw the bald man laughing, and said, "Mr. Jia Lang came to Luoyang again. Monk Chen is overjoyed."

   "Monk Chen, how did you become so polite?"

  Jia Pingan walked in from Ming Jing's side, "Why? Where is Huo Bin going?"

   Monk Chen said with a smile: "Recently someone wants to take my territory, no, brothers, if they come, kill them."

   "Come on, please sit down, Mr. Jia Lang."

   Monk Chen went over, kicked a big man away, picked up a piece of clothes that had been taken off, wiped the table, and cursed: "Jia Langjun is here, why don't you hurry up and change the food and drinks?"

  Jia Pingan sat down, smiled and said, "I remember when I came last time, you didn't have so many people here, and now your family business is not small."

   Monk Chen smiled and said: "In the past two years, I have made some brothers, but I have also provoked a lot of enemies. But if a man is alive, what's the point of living if he doesn't have enemies?"

  Jia Pingan nodded, "Before you come, Duoduo asked me to say hello for you."

   "Hahahaha!" Monk Chen laughed loudly, and then asked, "How much would you like?"

   "Very good, the one-stroke writing is getting better and better."

  Monk Chen was one of many old brothers who used to be brothers, and later came to Luoyang to start a new business. The last time Jia Pingan came to Luoyang to investigate Li Ji, he was asked for his help.

  Ming Jing stood at the side, a little at a loss.

  Jia Ping'an and these villainous young men were talking and laughing happily...

   Moreover, these people are evil young men from Luoyang, how did he know them?

  Who is a lot?

  A series of questions made Ming Jing a little confused.

  After drinking a few glasses of wine, Jia Pingan said what he wanted to do, "Have you heard about Zuo Tunwei?"

   "This incident caused a lot of troubles in Luoyang a while ago, I've heard of it." Monk Chen smiled and said, "Did Mr. Jia Lang come to investigate this matter?"

smart people!

  Jia Pingan nodded, "Wu Huan has escaped, I need your help to find out about him."

   Monk Chen squinted his eyes and remained silent.

  Are you showing no face?

  Ming Jingxin wanted to change herself to be Jia Pingan, so she would definitely scold her.

   Jia Ping'an drank with a smile on his face, and didn't think he was disobedient.

After a long time, Monk Chen said: "Then Wu Huan is a local. If he escapes...the only mountains outside of Luoyang can hide people. Zhou Mountain is not steep enough, and there are many tourists. It is not a good place. Longmen Mountain is smaller and cannot hide people. Wan'an Mountain is also So... there is only Huaguoshan, but Huaguoshan is too far away, if Wu Huan goes all the way there, the checkpoints on the way will intercept the inquiry, so..."

  It turned out that he was not trying to lose face, but was planning...Ming Jing felt that she had learned again: be calm!

  Jia Pingan smiled and said, "As I thought, Wu Huan is either dead or still in Luoyang City."

  Here is the boundary of Henan in later generations, the horizon is flat, and it is a large grain-producing province. If you change to the Southwest region, escape alone... There are mountains everywhere, and looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

  Monk Chen raised his glass, and Jia Pingan took a sip, "You have a lot of people, help me check this matter."

  Monk Chen nodded, "It's easy to say. Don't worry, Mr. Jia Lang."

   Suddenly someone shouted outside: "Monk Chen, come out and die!"

   Monk Chen's eyes turned cold, and he said with a smile: "The enemy has come, but Jia Langjun laughed."

   It's not a cheap laugh, but why does this voice sound a little unscrupulous?

  Jia Pingan nodded, he was not good at getting involved in such matters, and could only wait until their fight was over before discussing the business.

   Monk Chen suddenly got up, "Mr. Jia Lang wait a moment, I will come to drink with you after I kill those sluts."

   More than a dozen big men rushed out.

   Several big men came from the outer south, Monk Chen laughed and said, "Yang Wei, are you here to die?"

   "Chop him up!"

  The big man behind him was roaring.

   This is the Datang version of land grabbing. As long as you don’t hack people to death and feed the officials, you can fight no matter what.

  The people of the Tang Dynasty were also very courageous. When they heard that there were evils here, they were immediately overjoyed. Many people flocked here, and some women even carried their children to watch the fun.

  The big man on the opposite side sneered and said, "I never yell at anyone for fighting or killing. Naturally, in business, we want to make money with peace."

   "Ahem!"

  Several officials broke through the crowd and came out, the leader turned out to be Yuan Ren, the city magistrate.

  Yuan Ren frowned slightly, and there were three horizontal lines on his forehead. He said lightly: "Holding a horizontal knife...Is this to kill someone?"

   Monk Chen immediately withdrew his knife.

   It is not uncommon for evil young men and rangers to have weapons. The Jinwu Guards in Chang'an City don't care. Are you, the magistrate in charge of the market, going to do it for you?

  Yang Wei smiled sideways: "Yuan Shiling, this Monk Chen robbed three of my shops, and today he is still bringing people with him, carrying a knife to trouble me. Please ask Yuan Shiling to be the master for the people."

  He actually found Yuan Renlai... This is using the government to suppress me! Monk Chen said angrily: "Those three shops are not yours, they were robbed by me, what have you got to do with them?"

  These villainous youngsters rent out shops in the market, and earn a lot of money every year. One is to grab the protection fee, and the other is to grab the store. You rob me and I rob you, and the weak and the strong prey on the strong, which is the embodiment of the law of the jungle.

  Yang Wei sneered and said: "That is my property, why should it be snatched by you? Is there such a reason in this world?"

  The rules of the underground world are naturally different from the law, and they follow the law of the jungle. But Yang Wei suddenly abandoned this set of rules, and actually found the government to suppress Monk Chen, which became collusion between officials and thieves.

   "Brother!" You Evil Young Master said in a low voice, "Yang Wei probably gave Yuan Ren a lot of benefits, otherwise Yuan Ren would stand up for him?"

  Yuan Ren's eyes turned, he glanced at Yang Wei first, and then facing Monk Chen, he said flatly: "Illegal things should be returned to their original owners!"

   Monk Chen had blue veins popping up on his forehead, and his fists were clenched.

   That was snatched from the hands of the enemy by the brothers desperately! Why give it to Yang Wei?

   But if he didn't give it, Yuan Ren, the order from the sixth rank, could block him at any time, and even ordered the sergeant to suppress his group. Immediately, the death of death, the exile of exile, disappeared in an instant.

Facing Yuan Ren, the sturdy Monk Chen could only plead: "Yuan Shiling, those shops were owned by other evil young men earlier, and after that evil young man disappeared with Renhuo, they were robbed by Yang Wei... Later I So he brought his brothers to fight with him, and took it away... This is not his thing! Please also ask Yuan Shiling to investigate clearly."

  Most of the onlookers around knew these things, and someone said: "The evil young man was hacked to death at night, and then he was buried somewhere. Then Yang Wei took the shop, he is not a good person."

   "But Yang Wei has someone to support him, but Chen Monk has no one to help him. This loss is for sure."

   "It's just a trivial matter to suffer a loss. Yang Wei and him are enemies. With Yuan Ren as the backer, Monk Chen and his group may have no way to survive from now on."

   Monk Chen knew this truth, otherwise he would have cut off his wrists without hesitation and handed over the three shops in exchange for Yuan Ren's forgiveness.

   "Small and evil, so bold!" Yuan Ren sneered and said, "This is the Luoyang market. I told you to hand it over. Why? Who disagrees? Stand up and let me take a look."

   In the market, Yuan Ren is the sky!

  Yang Wei was smiling triumphantly.

   Monk Chen glanced at him, and Yang Wei's eyes burst out with a bit of ruthlessness, which meant to cut grass and roots.

   First got three shops, and then forced Chen Monk to retreat step by step... In the end, there was no way to retreat, and Chen Monk's brothers naturally broke up.

  At that time, Monk Chen is the meat on the chopping board, and he can dispose of it as he pleases.

"I disagree."

   A lazy voice came from the restaurant.

  Jia Langjun!

  Monk Chen secretly complained, thinking that you can't suppress Yuan Ren!

   "Who?" Yuan Ren became angry when he pretended to be contradicted by others, and cursed: "You bitch, get out!"

  He waved his hand, and two small officials rushed in.

  The people around exclaimed.

Puff puff!

  The sound of fighting came from inside, and after a while, the two little officials were beaten out, fell to the ground and screamed.

   Ming Jing came out first.

   What a handsome man!

  Even Yuan Ren was fascinated by this beauty for a moment.

   Immediately Jia Pingan came out.

  He glanced at Monk Chen, saw that his face was flushed, and dared not speak out.

   Monk Chen helped him last time, and this time he brought some belongings as a thank you. It depends on the situation... The money can basically be saved, and by the way, Monk Chen still has to owe him favors.

  Thank you very much!

   Jia Pingan stepped forward, even in casual clothes, but Yuan Ren narrowed his eyes and said, "Who is your lord?"

   This is to root your feet!

  Jia Ping'an asked: "Monk Chen, is Yang Wei a little evil?"

   "Yes." Monk Chen said: "This Yang Wei also has a group of brothers who often do some shameful things on weekdays, and even the most evil ones disdain this group of people."

  Yang Wei scolded: "You cheap slave, do you dare to slander Yeye?"

   Jia Ping'an wanted to save money, so naturally he wanted to make it bigger.

  He hurried over, drew the knife out of its sheath, reversed the edge of the knife and made a knife.

   Before Yang Wei could yell out, he was slashed on the arm with a knife from the back.

   "Aww!"

  Amidst the screams, Jia Pingan stepped forward again, and slapped Yang Wei on the cheek sideways with a horizontal knife.

  Boom!

  In the crisp voice, Yang Wei's miserable howling came to an abrupt end.

   Then Jia Pingan took one knee.

  Yang Wei knelt on his knees, covered his lower abdomen with his hands, leaned forward, and put his forehead on the ground, his body trembling from the severe pain.

   Jia Pingan retracted his knife and looked sideways at Yuan Ren.

  Who is this person?

   How dare you use a knife in front of me!

  Jia Ping'an came out of the wine shop, and Yuan Ren felt that this person was a wicked young man.

   No, this kind of boldness, only the ranger!

   "Take it!"

  He sternly shouted, and was afraid of You Xia'er's wanton lawlessness, so he backed away.

  Jia Pingan pressed the hilt of the knife, and said calmly to the small officials who rushed over: "My official Jia Pingan, Uncle Wuyang of the Tang Dynasty, commander of Baiqi!"

  In an instant, the petty officials stopped in panic.

  Yuan Ren's face was pale.

  Monk Chen looked at Jia Ping'an in disbelief.

  (end of this chapter)