The dream of a lonely hero

Yan Feng worked hard after taking office as the commander of Xijing Infantry. He led his soldiers to patrol the streets of Xijing from 08:00 in the morning to 02:00 the next day. But strangely, there was no one on the street, just like a ghost town. This continued for several days. When he asked his subordinates, they couldn't tell him the zodiac signs of Zi, Wu, Mao, and Chou. He simply ignored them and was free and easy. At 04:00 in the morning on this day, he couldn't sleep and got up to wander the streets. When he arrived at Taiping Street, he saw that teahouses, wine shops, foot shops, and butcher shops were lined up on both sides of the street. The shops sold silks, jewels, spices, incense, paper horses, etc. In addition, there were medical clinics, cart repairs, fortune-telling, facials, and cosmetic surgery. There was everything you could think of. The big shops also had "colorful pavilions and happy gates" at the front of the door, and hung banners to attract business. Pedestrians were shoulder to shoulder and the streets were crowded.

Yan Feng thought: The streets are so quiet during the day, but so prosperous in the early morning. The people living in Xijing are so strange. No wonder the government offices in Xijing are so idle during the day. How can you make achievements in such a leisurely place? After walking around for a while, he found a tavern to have breakfast and chatted with the waiter, saying: "Waiter, you are so busy now, what do you do during the day?"

The waiter said: "Sir! You are a foreigner!"

Yan Feng said: "Oh-oh!"

The waiter said: "You are not used to it, but you will get used to it after living for a while."

The owner of the tavern urged: "Waiter! It's already Chenshi (07:00 in the morning), and you haven't closed yet. Wait to see the King of Hell!"

Yan Feng thought: I chatted with the waiter in his shop for a few words, but he was so rude, it was obviously directed at me; "Pa" He slammed the table and said, "Hey! You are so rude. I just finished my meal and you are trying to drive me away. I won't leave. What can you do?"

The boss was shocked and hurriedly came forward to apologize, saying, "Sir, please calm down! I can't even dream of inviting a noble like you, how dare I drive you away! Even if I have three heads, I dare not scold you in a roundabout way! The store is indeed closing."

Yan Feng inferred that people here usually rest during the day and work in the early morning, but for some reason, he wanted to force him to tell the truth, saying, "We are closing at dawn, you are lying! Don't use sweet words to liven up my grandpa! You can talk all the time but I won't leave. Just bring me good wine and good meat. I will drink in your hotel all day. If you dare to say "no", I will smash your store!" He threw a silver ingot of ten taels on the table.

The boss was trembling with fear and said, "Master, let's do this. I will close the door of the shop. You can eat and drink as much as you want in the shop. I won't charge you a penny."

Yan Feng rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean! Grandpa is so ashamed to come to your shop to drink? Can't you afford it? If you dare to close the door, Grandpa will break your door!"

The boss had no choice but to do as he was told.

After a while, a table of wine and food was served. Yan Feng drank by himself. When he passed the door of the shop, he saw people running around in a panic on the street. The waiter looked panicked. The boss prayed silently. Chen Zheng (08:00) arrived. The street was silent and the shop was quiet.Silent. Yan Feng was drinking and eating, and the "squeaky" sound seemed particularly loud, as if the sound was vibrating the tiles. The boss and the waiter were trembling with his drinking and eating, and the hotel seemed to be shaking with him.

"Thumps" a series of slow footsteps, a dozen people walked in from the door of the store, with good hand exercises, and the leader was a burly man with a face full of flesh and bare breasts, in his thirties. The leading man unscrupulously picked up a chair in the middle of the store and sat down, saying: "Boss, boss! You are so good! You dare to go against the young marshal in broad daylight!"

The boss knelt down and said: "Master, calm down! Calm down! I will close the shop now, I will close the shop now!"

The big man sneered: "Haha! No need to trouble you!" He said to the dozen men around him, "What are you waiting for, smash it!" The dozen men raised their clubs and were about to smash the shop.

Yan Feng stood up and said: "Wait! This shabby little shop is worth your fuss, you are really capable!"

The big man turned his head and looked down, saying: "Haha! Going into the toilet with a lantern - looking for death!" He told his men, "First smash this suicidal man, then smash this bird shop."

The men rushed to Yan Feng with their clubs and smashed him. Yan Feng was no ordinary person. He was the last disciple of Wang Lie, the owner of the Golden Snake Manor and one of the four great martial artists. His martial arts skills were naturally good. He had fought on the battlefield with Shi Yanzhao, the governor of Tianping Army, and Yi Ding, the governor of the Central Secretariat, Zuotian County, and had made many outstanding achievements. Now it was easy for him to deal with a dozen rogues. In a moment, a dozen of his men were beaten to the ground. The tables, chairs, plates, bowls and chopsticks were all over the floor in the store, making it a mess. The big man was stunned and thought: This man is very skilled. Even if he is skilled, he dare not offend the young commander? Maybe he was a foreigner and didn't know the situation in Xijing, so he said, "You are so good, warrior! May I ask your name?"

Yan Feng brushed off the dust on his body, sat down steadily, and said, "Yan Feng, the commander of the Xijing Prefecture."

The big man thought: A small ninth-rank commander dared to offend the emperor. He may really not know that he is the young commander's man. When I reveal my identity, he will definitely beg for mercy; he said, "I have heard of Commander Yan for a long time! You have heard of the Ten Young Commanders of Xijing, my master is Ma Yanhui, the young commander of Ma Renyu, the commander of Yingzhou, the Marquis of Yingting, and I am Ma Fu, the steward of the young commander." He thought Yan Feng was going to apologize to him immediately, but Yan Feng didn't move. At this time, the waiter hugged the boss and cried bitterly. It turned out that the boss was scared to death.

Yan Feng said, "Ma Fu, come with me to the official residence of the Infantry Commander."

Ma Fu thought: How dare this ninth-rank official ask the housekeeper of Ma Shaoshuai to go to his official residence! He said, "Yan Feng, you are just a small commander, but you injured such a person under Ma Shaoshuai's command, and you didn't even say a word of apology, and you asked me to go to your doghouse. How can my young marshal let you go if he finds out!"

Yan Feng didn't answer, but jumped up and kicked him over, and he fell to the ground and howled. Yan Feng grabbed his ankle and dragged him away, and said to Ma Fu's men who fell to the ground, "Ask Ma Yanhui to come to my Infantry Commander's official residence (office)Take the man away. If you are late, you can collect Ma Fu's body!" Ma Fu's men saw Yan Feng dragging Ma Fu away, so they got up and stumbled back to Ma's house to report to the young commander Ma Yanhui. Ma Yanhui was facing a table full of food and preparing to have breakfast. Hearing this, he flew into a rage and overturned the table. He gathered thirty servants and took their weapons and ran straight to the Xijing Infantry Commander's Office. The soldiers outside the office saw that it was Ma Yanhui's group of people and dared not stop them and dodged. Ma Yanhui and his men rushed into the hall of the office and saw Ma Fu hanging on the roof beam of the office, with his head facing down, and more than a dozen arrows stuck in his legs, buttocks, and arms. From a distance, he looked like a big hedgehog. Yan Feng stood not far away, holding arrows and throwing them at Ma Fu. Ma Fu saw his master coming to rescue him, and shouted "Young Marshal, save me! Save me! "Ma Yanhui was furious when he saw this, and threw his sword at Yan Feng. Yan Feng dodged the blade and grabbed the handle, then leaped to Ma Fu's side. "Crack, crack" Ma Fu's bloody arm and thigh fell to the ground. Ma Yanhui roared: "Today, I will not stop until I have demolished the office of the commander of the infantry and killed Yan Feng!" His servants waved their weapons and rushed towards Yan Feng. Yan Feng waved his sword like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Suddenly, there were flashes of swords and shadows, blood and flesh flew everywhere. In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, more than a dozen bodies of servants fell to the ground, and the rest were so frightened that they dared not move forward. Yan Feng jumped to Ma Yanhui's side with his toes, grabbed his collar, put his right sword on his neck, and shouted: "Don't you retreat!" Ma Yanhui was scared out of his wits and shouted "Retreat, retreat! "His servants turned and ran away.

Yan Feng took Ma Yanhui outside the hall and kicked him down. He dropped his sword and picked up a stick to smash his arm. His arm was broken with a "crack". He screamed in pain. A kind soldier under Yan Feng came over to persuade him to stop. Yan Feng said angrily: "The thieves rushed into the official residence of the Jinzhi Commander. You are all cowards. The court has supported you in vain! "He knocked him down with a stick, and then he hit Ma Yanhui who was lying on the ground until he died without crying. Yan Feng threw away the stick and ordered his soldiers to gather. Soon, three or four hundred soldiers hiding in the corners gathered together and listened to their superiors' instructions tremblingly. Yan Feng shouted: "You eat the emperor's food, and you usually only oppress the good. You are scared to death when you see Ma Yanhui's evil slaves. Now Ma Yanhui leads dozens of evil slaves to the military station. Everyone is running away with their heads in their hands. According to military law, they should be beheaded!"

"Plop" The soldiers knelt down and said: "Lord Yan, spare my life! Spare my life!" A soldier who was a little braver said, "Lord! Even the prefect of Xijing Prefecture is afraid of the ten young marshals. How can we not be afraid of them?" Yan Feng sneered: "Haha! That makes sense. If I can't control the prefect Jia Yan, can I control you too? You are afraid of Ma Yanhui and the Ten Young Marshals, fine! Are you not afraid of me? You want me to spare your lives, fine, I will keep your heads for the time being." Pointing to Ma Fu, who was hanging half to death on the ceiling of the lobby, "Next time if you neglect your duties like you did today, Ma Fu will be your fate!" He gave a domineering scolding and ordered the soldiers to clean the inside and outside of the government hall. How dare the soldiers neglect their actions? They acted quickly. After a while, the government hall was cleaned up, and the deputy commander of the infantry rushed in.Commander Chen Shen carefully accompanied Yan Feng into the hall, which was filled with a pungent smell of blood. Yan Feng sat down in the hall, and the soldiers served tea and hurriedly left. Chen Shen carefully stood aside and said, "Commander Yan, the bloody smell here is too strong, let's go to another place to manage it?"

Yan Feng looked at him and laughed: "Haha! I was just worried that I couldn't smell the blood!"

Chen Shen was scared and smiled and said, "Ah! Ah!"

Yan Feng said, "Thinking back to the time when I was in Yiding to suppress the rebellion, every day was spent in the bloody storm, and how could there be hundreds of rebels who died under my sword!"

Chen Shen said, "Lord Yan is a martial arts master with extraordinary courage and invincibility!"

Yan Feng chatted with him for a while and asked him about the Ten Young Marshals of Xijing. Chen Shen answered carefully.

The Northern Song Dynasty court was worried that the military governors stationed in various places would lead their troops to rebel, so in the name of favoring their children, the court ordered the military governors to send their own sons to Luoyang, the Western Capital, to be granted idle positions, which were actually hostages. The sons of these military governors relied on their fathers being local lords and did evil and acted recklessly without any scruples. The most notorious ones were: Wang Chengze, the third son of Wang Zhongqi, the military governor of Zhongzheng Army, the sworn brother of the emperor; Ma Yanhui, the son of Ma Renyu, the military governor of Yingzhou, the Marquis of Yingting; Feng Zhengsheng, the son of Feng Jiye, the military governor of Jingnan Army, the Marquis of Lingting; Zhang Guofa, the son of Zhang Mei, the military governor of Dingguo Army, the inspector of the imperial guard; Zhang Ruiguo, the son of Zhang Tinghan, the military governor of Jizhou; and The ten rich young men called themselves "Ten Young Marshals Guarding Xijing", causing troubles for the officials of Xijing. No one dared to offend them. The people secretly called them "Ten Evils" and "Ten Hades".

Chen Shen continued, "The fathers of these ten young marshals - no - 'Ten Hades' are all princes who are in charge of one side. Not to mention Xijing Prefecture, even the current emperor will give them three points of courtesy."

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