Wang Xiyao said: "Mr. Pei, I will give you a piece of advice. Don't investigate this case again. You can't afford to offend the people involved. If you continue to investigate, you will have a catastrophe."

Pei Lun's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is very informative. You know even what case I investigate."

Wang Xiyao said to Pei Lun with a serious face: "I didn't joke with you. If you stop at the right time, you can barely survive. If you insist on doing your own thing... Lord Pei, don't forget that Wang is a fortune teller."

Pei Lun sneered: "Fortune telling? I don't believe it."

Wang Xiyao said, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. I can tell a fortune to Lord Pei, and I won't charge you. Within a quarter of an hour, you will pull out the embroidered spring knife and kill a dog. If it comes true, I hope Lord Pei will not cause trouble for me again in the future. The case you investigated has nothing to do with you."

Pei Lun smiled and said, "Okay. If I really kill a dog, it will prove that you are sure of it. I will believe you."

It was at this moment.

A Jinyiwei walked into the courtyard and whispered to Pei Lun: "Sir, the polite envoy asked you to go back to the yamen immediately. The Jinyiwei's document warehouse was burned."

Pei Lun was shocked: "Let's go. Let's go back first."

Passing by a butcher shop.

A big black dog suddenly rushed out.

Pei Lun was silent in shock from the burning of the desk warehouse, feeling restless. He was startled by the black dog.

Draw the embroidered spring knife.

He raised his hand and fell to kill the black dog.

Pei Lun's movements were clean and neat, almost instinctive reactions, and he had no brain thinking at all.

Pei Lun stopped and stared at the black dog's body.

But I recalled Wang Xiyao's words in my ears.

"In a quarter of an hour, you'll kill a dog."

It's fulfilled!

...

Ding Tai walked out of the capital with a mace.

This time he left the city, he wanted to find his senior brother Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu is introverted, unsociable, and greedy for money, but no one can deny his martial arts talent.

Ding Baiying only taught Ding Xiu three years of sword skills.

Ding Xiu's swordsmanship is better than that.

Ding Tai came to a dirt house.

Ding Xiu sat on the threshold, holding a rough large pottery bowl in his left hand and a steamed bun in his right hand.

He ate a bite of steamed bun and a sip of porridge.

"Senior Brother." Ding Tai was very respectful to Ding Xiu, even a little afraid.

Ding Xiu glanced at Ding Tai and said, "What are you doing?"

Ding Tai said: "It was my master and uncle who asked me to come."

Ding Xiu sighed and said, "If you have trouble, come to me. If you look for me, you just want me to help kill someone. Tell me, who do you want me to kill again?"

Ding Tai also wanted to explain the whole story.

Ding Xiu interrupted him and said, "Ding Tai, you don't need to explain so much. You can also see that I can't live anymore."

Ding Tai took out fifty taels of silver and handed it to Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu smiled on his face: "If you have money, you can say everything."

Ding Tai said: "Brother, Master and Master are really in trouble this time. They are not inconvenient to take action personally. Eliminating the two Jinyiwei and using the sword skills of the eldest brother, it will definitely be foolproof."

Ding Xiu jumped up: "What? Kill two Jinyiwei! No, you have to add more money."

Ding Tai said anxiously: "Brother, how can the master and uncle have any extra money? Even if there is some money, the master still has to make some money. Fifty taels of silver are already half of the master's savings. How can you ask for more money?"

Ding Xiu said, "Okay. My martial arts and sword skills are taught by my master and my uncle. I just have two Jinyiwei, I will help you with it."

Ding Tai said: "Master said it should be as soon as possible. It is best to be within two days."

...

Wang Xiyao had 300,000 taels of silver and 60,000 taels of gold in his hand. Such a large sum of money would be dead in the cellar.

Wang Xiyao wanted to spend the money.

However, after thinking about it, there is no good way. The money just can't be spent.

In the agricultural civilization, the people are almost self-sufficient. They will only buy necessary daily necessities, such as salt and iron. Even cloth can be weaved at home.

Men farming and women weaving are the norm for the people in feudal society.

In such an environment, if you have money, you really have no place to spend it.

certainly.

Wang Xiyao can buy food and arable land.

But in this way, land annexation is no different from the disadvantages of those local tyrants.

Only by having an in-depth understanding of the social situation can we realize the helplessness of people at that time.

"Business is underdeveloped. Without better investment products, purchasing land and carrying out land mergers has become an inevitable thing."

Just like people in later generations, rich people buy houses, while poor people want to buy houses. It seems that there is no other pursuit except a house.

The truth is the same.

The gentry and powerful families could only seek more land.

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food."

"Governing the country is the highest level of practice."

Wang Xiyao did not understand these words before. Now he finally has some experience and insights.

Among the various Taoist and Confucian classics, there are chapters about governing the country. The wisdom of ancient sages is indeed not something they can measure.

Once you have a clear idea, you will have different experiences when you read the "Tao Te Ching".

Wang Xiyao's temperament finally had the charm of being in harmony with the dust and being as good as water.

Bang.

The gate of the courtyard was knocked open.

Pei Lun broke in with blood and shouted, "Master Wang saved my life."

Ding Xiu followed Pei Lun with a two-meter-long Miao knife.

Just one more blow can kill Pei Lun.

Wang Xiyao's figure flashed, he left the room, grabbed Pei Lun's arm and retreated.

Avoid Ding Xiu's killing.

A trace of surprise flashed in Ding Xiu's eyes: "Little Taoist priest, his body skills are good. No wonder this Jinyiwei would run towards you. However, when you see my appearance, I will simply kill you too."

Kill one more person and you won’t make any money.

Ding Xiu felt that he had lost money.

Wang Xiyao said, "It's the Qi family army's sword technique again. When you go back, tell your master Ding Baiying, and say that Pei Lun is protected. If she has any objections, she can come to me."

Ding Xiu said, "Little Taoist, what you said doesn't count. Kill!"

The sharp blade slashed at Wang Xiyao.

Wang Xiyao arrived first and kicked Ding Xiu out of the courtyard gate.

Ding Xiu was shocked and said to himself, what a powerful little Taoist priest.

Ding Xiu turned around and left.

As a qualified killer, if you know that you cannot do it, you must escape immediately.

...

Wang Xiyao helped Pei Lun stop the bleeding and bandaged the wound.

Without glucose, Wang Xiyao put some salt and sugar in the boiling water.

"Drink this water and replenish some energy." Wang Xiyao said.

Pei Lun finished drinking the water and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Wang, for saving his life. Unexpectedly, Master not only has a good fortune-telling skills, but also has excellent medical skills. Pei Lun admired it."

Wang Xiyao said: "Actually, I don't understand medical skills. I just know the structure of a person's body better than others. Hemostasis, bone junction, bandaging wounds are not considered real medical skills. I told you last time that you should not investigate the case of Ling Yunkai and the emperor falling into the water. If you don't listen, the closer you are to the truth, the more dangerous you are."

Pei Lun asked, "Master, you have great supernatural powers and know everything, why don't you tell the truth?"
Chapter completed!