At the top of Qingzhou City, two veterans, Jiang Zhe and Ge Qiuwen, walked for a while holding guns. When they walked to the city tower, they saw that the flag officer was not there, so they sat down against the wall and began to enjoy supper. Jiang Zhe came from his arms.
He took out the big sugar cake that his wife had baked for him, tore open half of it and gave it to Ge Qiuwen. Ge Qiuwen also took out an oil paper bag from his arms, which contained two steamed buns, some pickles and minced meat. The two of them were wearing clothes.
Wipe your hands and eat one bite of cake and one vegetable.
Jiang Zhe took a bite of the big cake and gloated: "Hey, I heard that the day before yesterday, Prince Qi summoned several senior officials from our Qingzhou Command Division, Chief Envoy Division and Qingzhou Prefecture Yamen, and cursed them.
, I heard that it was because the prince knew about the assassination of Yang Xu, a scholar in this city, at home a few days ago. The prince was furious and reprimanded all the adults, saying that Qingzhou Prefecture was his vassal state.
Banditry is rampant in Qingzhou City, and the prince is going to dispatch three guards to take charge of the security of Qingzhou. Hey, this is great. If the prince is serious about it, we don't have to stand here all night choking, and we can go home and hug each other.
My mother-in-law is so happy that she can sleep happily."
Ge Qiuwen curled his lips and said: "Shit! This is just an opportunity for Prince Qi to have an attack. If the prince really sends troops to take charge of the security of Qingzhou, use your brain and think about it. Will it benefit you?"
Jiang Zhenahan said: "How can this not be a good thing? There are three guards of soldiers and horses patrolling the city to defend the city, and we can easily get paid. Isn't it a good thing?"
"you're so dumb!"
Jiang Zhe took a bite of the pie, rolled his eyes and reprimanded his old friend: "We don't know anything else, let's just talk about the city gate tax. If the three guards guard the city, is it your business? How much do you want to charge?
How much do we collect? How much is the collected amount? Can we still share it with you? It's hard work for us brothers standing on the night guard, but there is also oil and water when guarding the city gate. If we really need to replace the palace guards, why don't you drink the northwest wind?
Just pointing to the military pay, is your wife willing to make you white-flour steamed buns stuffed with minced meat?"
Ge Qiuwen touched his head and muttered: "I hope you have two sons. A well-fed man will not eat a hungry man. I only have three girls in my family. I would rather stay with my wife while I am young and strong. No matter what, I have to have a son.
Son comes out, otherwise who will use the money he makes and gives it to his mother?"
When he mentioned his son, Jiang Zhe beamed and said, "Speaking of sons, my two sons are both promising. Hey, old Jiang, in one year's time, my eldest son and your second daughter will be old enough to get married.
Now that we are old enough, how about we get an in-law? You know my mother-in-law, she is an honest person who can't be kicked out of her. If your second girl marries into our family, she will never be bullied by her mother-in-law."
Ge Qiuwen groaned and said: "Marrying into your family? OK, what about the betrothal gift? How much can you pay? The eldest girl from my family married the young man who is the old shopkeeper of Wangjia Oil Shop in Beicheng, and the betrothal gift is..."
Jiang Zhe said angrily: "Why do you just accept money? Talking about money hurts our feelings. You just said that the Wang family gave a lot of gifts, why didn't you say that your eldest girl was so angry at the Wang family? My mother-in-law is amazing,
Sister-in-law runs..."
Ge Qiuwen hummed: "That's better than being poor and suffering."
Just as he was talking, someone from the city shouted: "Open the door! Open the door!"
The two people ignored it at first, but the man below the city was still shouting. Jiang Zhe stood up, lay on the top of the city and shouted angrily: "The city is closed at night, don't you know the rules? Squat down, we will open again tomorrow morning.
city."
The man at the bottom of the city shouted sharply: "Open the city immediately and let me in. I am from Prince Qi's Mansion. I have something important to report to the Prince. If you delay the Prince's affairs, you will have many heads chopped off!"
"A person from Prince Qi's Mansion?"
Ge Qiuwen was startled, quickly put away his food, stood up, and looked down the city. He could vaguely see a figure, whose appearance and facial features were not clear, and he said: "What basis do you have for saying that you are from Prince Qi's Mansion?"
The man at the foot of the city said: "I have the palace-piercing brand of Prince Qi's Mansion on my body as proof!"
Jiang Zhe and Ge Qiuwen looked at each other and hurriedly went to get a basket and tied it with a rope. Ge Qiuwen shouted down: "Please, please put the sign in the basket. We have to verify your identity first."
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The man put the waist card into the basket as instructed. The two of them took the basket back and looked at the waist card under the light. Sure enough, it was the palace card of Prince Qi, and it was made of ivory. It was heavy and smooth and delicate to the touch.
From the looks of it, this gentleman in the city has a high official rank in Prince Qi's palace.
Although the city is closed at night and no entry or exit is allowed, the rules are set by people. Even in the Jinling City under the emperor's feet, the rules are not iron-clad and cannot be accommodated at all, let alone the Qingzhou Prefecture on the ground in Shandong. It is not that there have been no high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the past.
The matter of going in and out at night was now verified. Ge Qiuwen quickly put down the basket again and said: "This master, if you want to open the city gate, you must ask for the order from the commander-in-chief. I don't dare to make the decision."
, Master, please sit down in the basket and we will pull you up."
After saying that, he quickly greeted Jiang Zhe: "Hurry up, come over and help. If you neglect the noble man, you will inevitably be beaten."
The man sat in the basket as he was told and let two men pull him with a wheel frame, slowly rising to the top of the city.
Qingzhou City has been the political, economic, and military center of Shandong for more than a thousand years. Every time there was a war in the Central Plains, Qingzhou was the area with the most frequent wars. Therefore, after thousands of years of management and construction, Qingzhou City is tall and solid, easy to
It is difficult to defend and attack. The city wall is five feet high and the upper part is slightly sloping outward, making it extremely difficult to climb. The basket is halfway up and is no longer close to the city wall. The breeze blows and makes it slightly turbulent.
The basket was raised to the top of the city. Before Jiang Zhe and Ge Qiuwen reached out to hold each other, the man climbed up the city wall and jumped in. When the two people on the top of the city took a look, the man who entered Qingzhou at night was wearing a tile hat.
He has a beard that extends to his eyebrows and a beard under his chin. He looks about thirty-five or six years old. He is wearing a short brown shirt and a pair of tiger-catching Bai Na cloth shoes. He is exactly what he is dressed for on a long walk.
The man reached the top of the city and stretched out his hand. Ge Qiuwen hurriedly handed over the ivory waistband respectfully. The man held it in his arms and walked away without saying a word. Jiang Zhe lightly pouted at his back and whispered.
He scolded: "What's your air? You're just a bird. If you don't rely on the power of Prince Qi's palace, none of the men will look at you seriously."
The two people put away the basket and sat down against the wall again, continuing to eat and talk about their children and their marriage. As for the visitors on the city wall tonight, it was just an insignificant episode in their lives. They were just standing guard with guns.
Just to make ends meet, too lazy to pay any more attention to it.
It was late at night, and Feng Xihui had already fallen asleep.
Feng Xihui is not addicted to alcohol or sex, and has always maintained good living habits. Because of his unremitting and diligent practice of martial arts, even though he is over forty years old, his physical fitness has just reached the peak of a man.
"Dong dong dong!" There was a knocking sound on the window, and Feng Xihui woke up suddenly. When he woke up, he immediately realized that something was wrong. Liu Xu and An Yuanwei were not qualified to contact him on their own initiative. Only Zhang Shisan..., and Zhang
Thirteen has long since turned into a piece of loess. Who is knocking on the window in the middle of the night?
Feng Xihui sat up suddenly and shouted in a low voice: "Who is it?"
"Brother Feng comes out and sees you, won't you know?"
The accent of the man outside the window was very strange. Feng Xihui was well-informed, but he had never heard such an accent. Of course he had never heard of it, because this accent was that of Mandarin spoken more than six hundred years later, which was different from the pronunciation of that time.
There is naturally a certain difference in pronunciation. Feng Xihui was still waiting to ask again, but he heard the sound of footsteps and the man was already walking out. Feng Xihui had no time to think about it, so he hurriedly got up, put on his clothes, and chased outside.
Feng Xihui did not carry any weapons. His Xiuchun Dao was well hidden and inconvenient to use. Moreover, he was not an inspector and did not carry a sword with him. However, Feng Xihui was an expert and brave man, and with only a pair of fleshy palms, he was confident.
Few people could do anything to him, so he was unafraid.
Feng Xihui took down the crossbar of the door gate, opened the door and immediately stepped aside to see if there was anything wrong. Then he stepped out and saw a figure standing upright on the low wall in front of his yard. When he saw him coming out, he walked toward him.
He waved his hand and jumped down.
Feng Xihui did not open the courtyard door again, he immediately jumped over, stretched out his hand to press the wall, and flew out. At this moment, his legs gathered strength and he was already on guard, fearing that the man would crouch under the wall and attack him unexpectedly.
After landing firmly on the ground, he regained his composure for a moment, and with a sharp glance, he saw that the man was already running into the distance under the faint moonlight. Feng Xihui was annoyed and immediately started to chase him.
Feng Xihui was upset because he felt like he was being led by someone's nose. He didn't like this feeling. But he had to chase after him. There were too many secrets hidden in his heart. He couldn't figure out this person's identity and origins.
Purpose, he really had trouble sleeping and eating.
Feng Xihui's residence was already remote, and the direction in which the man fled was even more remote. This suited Feng Xihui's wishes, because he did not want the watchman to see him moving at night. However, this made Feng Xihui even more
Alert. The two men ran and chased each other, and soon arrived at a very open area in the West City. This place was originally a forest. Thanks to the gift of King Qi, in order to build a new palace, people have been digging here recently, moving trees, and digging.
The ground is bumpy.
The man stood at the edge of the forest, waiting for Feng Xihui with his hands behind his hands. Feng Xihui chased him closer, first slowed down and looked around warily. Due to excavation and felling, the trees here have become extremely sparse, and
Those uncles who were not hugging the trees, if they were hiding someone, it would be difficult to escape his eyes. Feng Xihui took a closer look and confirmed that there was only one person in front of him, and he was immediately reassured.
Feng Xihui stood still more than two feet away and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, your Excellency, and why did you bring me here late at night?"
"My officer?"
The man smiled softly, held up the brim of his corrugated hat, and said teasingly: "I wonder if this officer of yours is the inspector of Qingzhou Prefecture, or the chief flag officer of Jinyiwei?"
Feng Xihui changed his color when he heard that Youran had been lurking in Qingzhou for more than four years. Today, his identity was suddenly revealed and the biggest secret hidden in his heart was revealed. This shock almost made Feng Xihui jump up.
He tightened his iron fist and asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"
The man said: "Want to know who I am? Go on!" He raised his hand and something was thrown towards Feng Xihui.
The thing came at a parabolic angle, and even if it was a concealed weapon, it would be difficult to injure anyone. However, Feng Xihui was still very careful. He swung his sleeves around his hand and caught the thing through his robe. It was at the beginning of the month,
Although the sky was clear, there was only a crescent moon. Feng Xihui took the thing in his hand and looked at the thin moonlight carefully, then lightly touched the writing on it, and couldn't help shouting in shock: "Prince Qi's Mansion?"
The man said slowly and calmly: "I have already gone to the magistrate's office and carefully inspected your room..."
Having said this, he paused deliberately, but did not notice any panic or strange expression on Feng Xihui's face. He suddenly became convinced: "Sure enough, all the confidential and important things are hidden in his residence."
Having discovered the location of what he wanted to know, the man chuckled and said, "Mr. Feng Qi, you are very careful. I can't find anything in your pledge room that can catch you."
Feng Xihui secretly felt murderous intent in his heart, and said with a ferocious smile: "How did you find out my identity? Did Prince Qi order you to come here? Since you are from Prince Qi's palace, since you know my identity, why don't you lead a large group of people to come?
Come here and call me here to ask questions?"
"Oh? Should I call someone to capture you..."
The man seemed a little surprised, and then he let out a soft sound, as if he suddenly figured out something, and said hesitantly: "Mr. Feng Qi, you are so brave! The emperor has already issued an explicit edict: In addition to the responsibilities of the guards of honor and duty,
, all other duties were terminated, and you actually changed your identity and sneaked to Qingzhou to plot evil, what crime should you be guilty of?"
Feng Xihui is so sophisticated. Looking at his demeanor and listening to his words, he couldn't help but feel hatred in his heart: "Damn it! It turns out that this bastard just knew that I was a Jin Yiwei and didn't know the real purpose of my coming to Qingzhou. Hateful! I actually let it slip to myself.
Already."
From the reaction and tentative questioning of the man with the strange accent in front of him, Feng Xihui had already concluded that this man must have found out his identity through some means, and he might even be someone who knew him when he was in Yingtian Mansion.
Because he found out his identity, he felt that something was fishy about his appointment as the inspector of Qingzhou School, so he was lured out to meet him.
This person must have been planning to find out his purpose to please the King of Qi, and even get some benefits from him. Unfortunately, he accidentally let it slip. He simply told the other party clearly that he came to Qingzhou for no purpose.
It is strange that the other party is willing to let go of a person's deeds.
"Wait a minute!" Feng Xihui's heart moved, and he suddenly thought: "Since this person doesn't know the real purpose of my coming to Qingzhou, and lured me out in the middle of the night to ask for information, then he should be the only one who knows my identity at this moment, and won't he have already reported everyone
Wang, judging from the fact that he has only one person to help him, it is not just that he is still undecided on how to deal with me, but he also wants to monopolize this benefit. If I kill him..."
As soon as his mind moved, Feng Xihui's feet immediately began to focus. He moved forward intentionally or unintentionally, and replied: "Feng has been staying in Qingzhou for four full years. I didn't expect that his identity was revealed by this friend today. It is really God's will."
However, it will be of no benefit to you to find out my identity. You must know that my coming to Qingzhou is a big secret of the imperial court..."
The man asked anxiously: "What secret?"
Feng Xihui smiled sinisterly and said: "Since it is a secret, naturally it shouldn't be known to others. Otherwise, is it still a secret?"
The man suddenly noticed and exclaimed: "Stop and speak, don't pass..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Xihui jumped up, his fingers spread out like claws, and grabbed him hard...