Flying snow was like catkins, slowly falling on the corpse leaning against the platform.
Some passers-by stopped blankly at the far end of the street, whether they were frightened or afraid to move rashly, and there was no movement for a long time.
The tip of Ye Jingtang's gun pointed diagonally at the snow, and drops of blood dripped down the tip of the gun. Sweat was steaming all over his body, forming a circle of white mist visible to the naked eye around his body, and his breathing was as heavy as a wild bull.
"Huh...huh..."
Tap tap tap——
Shang Jianli and She Long emerged from the hole created by the collision, and found that Duan Shengji had died. After feeling relieved, they lost their strength and sat on the ground, gasping for air.
Soon after, the chief arrests from all over the place came flying over, and under She Long's order, they displayed signs to clear the area and warn the surrounding area:
"The black office is doing business, and the rest are waiting to disperse!"
When Fan Qinghe jumped out of the Night Terror Hall, he had already followed him out and was always on guard outside to prevent any masters from ambushing him from the dark.
After confirming that the surrounding area was safe, Fan Qinghe emerged from behind the roof and came to the Night Terror Hall after a few ups and downs:
"Night Terror Hall, how are you doing?"
"call……"
Ye Jingtang was shot three times in a row. The burden on his body was too great. The left half of his body turned blood red, and there was a pool of blood on the ground under his feet. He gasped for breath and his heart beat like thunder. After he was sure that the sound was dead, he even became dizzy.
feel:
"I'm okay, let's find a safe place to rest first..."
Fan Qinghe held Ye Jingtang's arm and was about to check the injury, but he saw Ye Jingtang staggered after taking a few steps, hitting the ground with his spear before he stood firm.
Boom~
Fan Qinghe felt anxious when he saw this, and quickly got under his arm, supported Ye Jingtang on his shoulders and walked out.
She Long and Shang Jianli were also in a state of embarrassment, but they were still better than Ye Jingtang who was covered in blood. Seeing this, they quickly turned around and ordered the chief arresters not far away:
"Come and help."
Seeing this, several chief officers came to the scene quickly to help Ye Jingtang get weapons and take away the body.
Ye Jingtang put his arm on Fan Qinghe's shoulder. He was a little tired after the bloody battle. She Long and others didn't have much fighting power. If they were in danger at this time, it was really troublesome, so he took out a gold medal from his arms and threw it to Shang Jianli:
"Duan Shengji must have helpers in the city. Let's go to the Yamen and ask someone to find the county guard here with a sign. We can mobilize the soldiers and horses from the armed camp in the city to prevent the thieves from taking risks."
Seeing this, Shang Jianli quickly asked a chief constable to find the county guard to mobilize troops, and followed him to the Yamen in the city...
——
The sudden turmoil caused the entire Jinyang City to fall into silence.
Everyone walked out of the room and looked towards the direction of Dongshi. Even the Jianghu people who liked to join in the fun maintained the most basic sense of awe at this time, watching from a distance of less than half a mile and not daring to cross the Leichi.
On Jin Street, the county governor Wang Ning and some officials came to the window to watch.
When County Sheriff Wang saw the commotion, he wanted to send someone to capture the robbers, but when he found that the two of them fought and destroyed several streets in the blink of an eye, he silently closed his mouth. Just as he was hiding behind the guards and watching, a government servant quickly came up
Coming upstairs, holding a sign in both hands:
"Sir, go back to the Yamen quickly. What just seemed to be a night terror in the capital, Mr. Tang Ye..."
Commander Wang was slightly startled when he heard this. He turned around and saw the gold medal that said, "I am here in person" and staggered again.
Wang Ningneng worked as a county guard at the gateway to Yazhou, and must have had a close relationship with the commander of the Yazhou army, Duke Zhenguo Wang Yin, who was the empress's uncle.
Recently, the empress intends to confer Ye Jingtang with the title of Lord Wu'an. Although it has not been officially announced yet, decisions related to the situation of the world will definitely be discussed with the Duke of Zhen and other close ministers. Wang Ning also learned the news in advance.
Duke Wu'an is the Duke of the country. He has the first rank of real title, and his status is only lower than that of princes and county kings. In the absence of a vassal king in Yazhou, only the Duke of Zhenguo, Wang Yin, can sit on an equal footing, and the rest are standing and being scolded. He is
Even the county governors from all over the country are not qualified to sit at the same table when they go to the mansion to have a banquet.
Secondly, Ye Jingtang is the deputy commander of the Hei Yamen. He is basically the leader of the Hei Yamen. He is not under the control of the six departments and directly obeys the orders of the emperor. He has thousands of spies under his command, and his powers and duties are exactly the same as those of the "Nine Thousand Years Old" who had the exclusive power of eunuchs in history.
That's all. He still holds the gold medal of "I am here in person". This card can be killed first and then played, and the army can be mobilized above. It is impossible for anyone who is not the empress' absolute confidant to hold it. Disobedience is no different from resisting the decree and treason.
Wang Ning, a local official, if he is named by such a Tai Sui master, not to mention offending, even if he just fails to serve him well, he may be thrown into Tiannan to herd sheep in two days because he steps into the Yamen with his left foot first and is suspected of contempt for the imperial power.
.
When Wang Ning saw the gold medal, he woke up from the drunkenness. He quickly picked up his robe and ran downstairs, urging at the same time:
"You guys entertain the foreign envoys well, and the others call all the officials in the city for me, including the cooks, singers, dancers and Jin Jie Pai. They are all waiting..."
"Yes Yes……"
"Sir, please slow down and watch out for the stairs..."
…
At the same time, in another room at the back of the building complex.
The minister, Li Si, clasped his hands behind his back and frowned. After waiting for a long time to see any new movement in the city, he asked:
"Who died?"
Shen Lin had just discovered that Duanshengji and Ye Jingtang were fighting, and wanted to bring someone over to help.
But Wu Kui's life-and-death fight lasted only a few breaths. Before he could figure out how many people Ye Jingtang brought, the fighting was already over.
Although he couldn't see the situation on the street, Shen Lin already judged the outcome just by listening to the noise, and shook his head and sighed:
"The incident happened suddenly, and there was no time to provide assistance. The hidden child trained by the national master was in vain."
Li Si's hands behind his back tightened. Hearing these words, it was as if a piece of flesh had been cut out of his chest.
Duan Shengji was an important figure buried in the Wei Dynasty in Beiliang. Not only did he lose many connections after his death, he had just promised to hire someone, but when he turned around, his trump card was stolen. This also made Shen Lin
What to use for layout?
"Mr. Shen...do you have any ideas now?"
Shen Lin was good at planning, but he also had to have useful people under his command to implement the plan. Seeing that Duan Shengji was gone, he also noticed the evil sect of the Night Terror Hall, and he felt sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was dead, and he said:
"Ye Jingtang suddenly arrived in Jinyang. They should have found out the whereabouts of Duan Shengji from somewhere. I'm afraid..."
Li Si was silent for a while, but still cheered up and said:
"Even if Ye Jingtang knows that you are here, as long as the Southern Dynasty does not want to fight, he cannot seize the foreign envoys without authorization. You can stay with me without any worries. As for what your Majesty has told you... He has already sent someone to invite Hua Ling. , King Zuo Xian also sent his elite men to help out, plus these people under my command, as long as we find an opportunity, it will not be difficult to get rid of the Night Terror Hall."
Shen Lin knew that Hua Ling was only ranked below the Four Saints and was more powerful than Duan Sheng Ji, but in his heart he still preferred Duan Sheng Ji.
After all, Duan Shengji was a person trained by the Imperial Master. He was absolutely loyal to Beiliang and could help Beiliang get rid of serious troubles, without caring about his life.
And Hua Ling is a knight errant. No matter how many benefits he is given, he will always try to save himself for self-protection. If the situation goes wrong, he will definitely leave.
But now that Duanshengji was dead, Shen Lin had no choice but to nod slightly.
While the two were talking, there was a sound of rumbles in the corridor outside, and then soft words rang out:
"Mr. Li, what happened outside? My classmates in the academy are all asking and want to go see the fun..."
Li Siman's face was gloomy, but he immediately calmed down and returned to the appearance that a famous teacher should have. He turned around and said with a smile:
"There are some knights in the city causing trouble. It has nothing to do with us. Let them stay indoors. If they run around at night, they will be punished by copying the Book of Rites ten times."
"okay."
Gulu gulu...
The sound gradually faded away.
Shen Lin stood with his hands behind his hands, thinking secretly for a moment without any clue, so he stopped thinking about it and turned to ask:
"The song "Yun Song Ling" just now was written by this girl? She seems to be in poor health."
Li Si closed the window and sat down by the tea table:
"Master Hua's little granddaughter is well-known in Yanjing for her erudition and talent. However, her martial arts training went wrong when she was young, and she has trouble walking. I followed her this time to see Dr. Wang."
Shen Lin nodded slightly, said nothing, and continued to discuss the next countermeasures...
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It was already late at night, but the lights in Jinyang City did not decrease but increased.
Brigades of officers and soldiers, carrying shields and guns, poured in from the streets and surrounded the government office in the east of the city. The nearby blocks were cleared out, and there were three posts, one post, five steps, and one sentry. Even the sparrows passing by had to be caught and inspected.
The three doors of the government office were wide open. The government officers in black and green robes stood upright on both sides of the road with swords in their hands. More than forty officials, big and small, walked in quickly with their robes in hand.
Tap tap tap...
"Master Li, what's going on?"
"It seems that an imperial envoy came to the capital for an unannounced visit. He was assassinated just now in the city..."
"Mother! How dare an imperial envoy commit an assassination?!"
…
Behind the government office, there is a room facing the garden.
Outside the door, two chief catchers dressed in black stood with their swords in their hands, scanning the surroundings with concentration, while the birds squatted on the ridge of the roof and watched.
In the room, four lampstands were placed on both sides of the screen, and the bright yellow light illuminated the large room. These antiques were placed on the treasure shelves.
Behind the screen is a dark golden nanmu chess couch, and on the chess table are some wound medicine and the Chilong Ring Head Sword.
Ye Jingtang took off his outer robe and left his upper body naked. He sat on the couch and his face looked slightly pale, but his temperament remained calm.
Fan Qinghe's fair hands were stained with a lot of blood. He knelt down beside him and dealt with the shocking wounds on his shoulders. From time to time he would whisper:
"Does it hurt?"
After the fight in the Night Terror Hall, my shoulder was definitely in pain since I didn’t receive anesthesia.
But there was someone outside, and he still looked calm and indifferent, looking at a calligraphy and painting on the wall:
"This painting looks quite sophisticated. Which famous artist painted it?"
Sheriff Wang Ning and two officials, wearing official robes, stood respectfully outside the screen. Hearing this, Sheriff Wang quickly smiled and said:
"Master Ye has a good eye. My mother is the aunt of Prince Chihu, the king of the capital. In previous years, when he went to Beijing as an official, he accompanied Prince Wang to visit Prince Jing's Mansion. Prince Jing specially gave him this landscape painting. If Master Ye likes it..."
"Hey, no need."
Ye Jingtang just felt that the painting style looked familiar, so he asked casually. He turned around and talked about business:
"Let everyone outside leave. I'm here this time to investigate the smuggling case.
"Duanshengji collaborated with the enemy and treason, and smuggled corrugated steel to Beiliang. Although I brought him to justice today, I did not find any other accomplices.
"Sir Shang has seized a bodyguard agency in Bangyang, which contains a lot of prohibited items. King Hu, a local snake in the city, is also implicated in this matter.
"For these matters, please ask Your Majesty Wang to contact the Duke of Zhenguo and carefully investigate the officials and border troops in Yazhou. Don't let any fish slip through the net. In a few days, the imperial court will send someone to assist Mr. Wang."
Sheriff Wang quickly handed over his hand: "These are things that should be within the scope of lower-level officials, but I never thought that Duan Shengji would have such a reputation and status, and yet he would be so unpopular that he would secretly collaborate with the enemy.
"Thanks to Mr. Ye for being aware of everything and eradicating this thief on behalf of the people of Yazhou, otherwise I would still be kept in the dark..."
Ye Jingtang came from a martial arts background and was not used to these polite words. In addition, he was indeed injured. After arranging things, he saw off his guests.
Commander Wang was relieved to see that Ye Taisui had no intention of bullying him, and he quickly led the people out of the courtyard. He originally wanted to ask if he would arrange for some oiran dancers to serve him, but he saw that Ye Taisui had a concubine beside him, so he still did not speak.
Squeak~
The door opened and closed, and the room became quiet.
Fan Qinghe knelt down beside him. While tending to his injuries, he also secretly watched the Night Terror Hall talking to the officials, and secretly pondered in his heart - King Tianlang, who was famous all over the world at that time, woke up to hold the power of the world, and lay drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman.
It's nothing more than that...
While waiting for the outsiders to leave, Fan Qinghe wanted to praise Ye Jingtang for his good manners, but as soon as the footsteps disappeared, Mr. Ye's body in front of him softened and he fell straight back.
"Eh?"
Fan Qinghe was bandaging the wound. When he saw this, he quickly held his back with one hand:
"Don't move."
Ye Jingtang didn't want to move, but the consumption was huge and he had almost lost too much blood. When he came back, he was a little unsteady. He kept talking here for a long time, and now he didn't even want to move his fingers, so he said:
"How about I lie down while you heal the injury?"
Fan Qinghe turned around and took a look. The hardwood chess couch was fine for sitting on, but it would definitely be uncomfortable for lying on it. He moved inward and knelt down directly behind Ye Jingtang, letting him rest his head on his lap.
Ye Jingtang originally wanted to lie down, but the back of his head was pillowed between his elastic legs, and the faint fragrance of daughter came. When he raised his eyes, he could only see the upper half of Fan Qinghe's face. The off-duty part was blocked by a semicircular outline, and it was heavy. Over the head...
Ye Jingtang raised his eyes and took a look. He felt that the posture was inappropriate and wanted to sit up again, but his whole body was sore and he really didn't want to feel energetic, so he said:
"Why don't you find a pillow, so... um..."
Fan Qinghe looked natural, lowered his head and carefully applied medicine to his shoulder, and said softly:
"If you are ill and don't deserve medical treatment, why do you want to do so much?"
How can a female doctor treat injuries like this...
Ye Jingtang glanced at it, then looked away, looking back and forth in the room, looking for something to say:
"Well...how is your health?"
Fan Qinghe's expression was focused: "I've been fine for a long time, you should take care of yourself first. If your cruel wife sees you like this, you will be punished and not allowed to go out for three months..."
Fierce wife? When Ye Jingtang heard this adjective, he thought he was talking about stupid at first, but he immediately realized that he was talking about Ning'er, who was holding her down and spanking her. He said with a smile:
"Ning'er isn't usually mean. It's just that I misunderstood last time. I thought you were related to me and treated you as one of my own, so I wasn't so polite..."
When Fan Qinghe heard this, he couldn't help but recall the incident two days ago when she suddenly sat up in bed and shook her grandma in front of the Night Terror Hall.
Fan Qinghe's face turned slightly red, and his posture became a little more reserved. He bit his lower lip lightly and did not respond.
Ye Jingtang also thought of the unforgettable Dabai Tuan'er, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart. After saying a few words, sleepiness flooded into his mind, so he closed his eyes and his breathing slowly slowed down.
Fan Qinghe moved gently and slowly bandaged the wound.
After she finished, she looked around and saw some blood on Ye Jingtang's body, so she took a soft blanket from the chess couch and used it as a pillow, and put it behind Ye Jingtang's head. Then she quietly got up and came to the door to ask Hei Yamen The guard brought hot water and sat in front of him, wiping his cheeks, neck, and chest muscles with a towel...
Ye Jingtang's injuries had just been treated, so he didn't have a chance to take a shower. The left half of his body was covered in blood.
Fan Qinghe carefully wiped his chest and wiped away the blood on his abdominal muscles, then glanced at the waist area of his trousers. He felt that his trousers were soaked with blood and must be sticky and uncomfortable.
Fan Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and with the intention of not seeking medical treatment when he was ill, he thought about taking out the knife, preparing to cut open the black pants and continue wiping down.
But this time the hall was asleep, not unconscious. He realized that Miss Fan was going to do something stupid like Shui'er, so he woke up, held the hand at his waist, and looked down:
"Uh... no need, I'll just come by myself tomorrow morning."
As a serious doctor, Fan Qinghe was a little hesitant at first, but when she saw the patient squirming, she naturally calmed down and said seriously:
"My pants are full of blood and they are stuck to my body. The hair on my legs will be pulled off tomorrow morning. I am a doctor. Don't think so much and keep a normal mind."
"It's really unnecessary, this kind of thing..."
"Lie down!"
As if facing a disobedient patient, Fan Qinghe gave a serious expression, then took a knife and cut his pants again.
When Ye Tingtang saw that Miss Fan was so professional, he was naturally thinking wildly about it. At the moment, he calmed down and tried to think of himself as a patient receiving treatment from the doctor.
But Fan Qinghe said it lightly, how could he not be nervous in his heart? He slowly cut his trousers with a knife. Before he saw anything, his face was already visibly red.
When Ye Jingtang saw Fan Qinghe blushing, he knew that her heart was not as natural as she said. He gritted his teeth and stood up on the wooden couch:
"I'd better do it myself. Miss Fan is a daughter's family..."
Fan Qinghe really couldn't do it, so he stopped pretending, silently stood up and moved to the back of the Night Terror Hall, and found another hot towel:
"I'll rub your back. It's faster for both of you. After cleaning up, you'll feel more comfortable when you fall asleep. If you don't want to move, just tell me and I'll help you."
Ye Jingtang shook his head and chuckled, wiping the blood on his waist and legs with a wet towel:
"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Fan."
"Why is this hard work? Didn't you help me with cupping and acupuncture a few days ago to help each other..."
"hehe……"
…
After the two of them worked for a while, Ye Jingtang wiped away the blood and lay down on the lap pillow again.
Fan Qinghe helped massage his forehead to relax, while he closed his eyes and secretly reviewed the experience of this long trip.
With Duan Sheng's death, this trip to the West Sea has come to an end.
Although there are still undercurrents between the two dynasties, murderous intentions are lurking everywhere, and things are far from over, but he has overdrawn too much in successive bloody battles, water, water, green crops, and even She Long's injury and Jianli have all been damaged. It is too risky to continue running.
We must return to the capital to recuperate as soon as possible.
Just now, he had arranged for people to mobilize the elite Yazhou Army and find a few large ships. When daybreak, he could board the ships and set off down the Lan River.
The water of the Lan River is very fast, and going upstream is very slow, but going down the river is quite fast. Starting from Jinyang in the morning, I estimate that I will arrive at the Lanhe Pier in the afternoon, and then cross Yazhou from the Qingjiang River to the Yunzhou Plain, and follow the river.
It is estimated that it will only take less than ten days to arrive in Beijing.
When we set out, the mountains were full of autumn colors, and when we returned, it was already snowing all over the place, and we gained quite a lot during the trip.
Ye Jingtang lay there thinking about it for a long time. Half asleep and half awake, he suddenly thought of the Pisces Pendant again.
The Pisces pendant was an amulet given by Hu Niuniu before leaving, but he was reluctant to wear it for fear of breaking it. It was put in Sanniang's jewelry box together with the hairpin he picked up from under the ginkgo tree.
I remember that Huniu Niu promised that as long as he returned safely, she would fulfill his two wishes...
What should I want when I go back...
Let the Queen Mother and Shuishui marry into the Ye Mansion together...
Oh my god...
??
Ye Jingtang woke up suddenly and looked around.
Fan Qinghe gently pressed his forehead and found that he had just fallen asleep and suddenly woke up again. He looked around as if someone was chasing him with a knife. He couldn't help but wonder:
"Having a nightmare?"
Night Terror Hall is not a nightmare, but a dream in which one is seeking death.
He coughed lightly, suppressed his messy thoughts, and closed his eyes again:
"It's not a nightmare. It's getting late, so you should rest."
"You just experienced a fight and your heart is tense. You won't be able to sleep even if I leave. Have a good rest. I'll wait until you fall asleep before sleeping."
"Ah……"
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