Chapter 245 Encounters without coincidences make a book
Although the figure flashed past, Shi Jin's sharp eyes still caught it without missing a beat. The chatting and laughing figure fell into Shi Jin's heart, making Shi Jin feel indescribably familiar. However, Shi Jin couldn't remember where he had seen this person before, who he was, and why he looked so familiar. In other words, it was just a misunderstanding that gave rise to the specious illusion.
When Shi Jin took another look over there, the figure had already disappeared into the crowd of people. Shi Jin simply put the matter behind him and walked into a teahouse next to him and asked for a cup of tea. I sat down at a small table next to me.
"It seems that Marshal Cao is starting to set up a stage..."
A faint whisper, mixed with the noise from the teahouse, reached Shi Jin's keen ears. Shi Jin could understand the slang in the world, but even though he was surprised, Shi Jin did not want to attract the attention of others. But he just slowly turned his head and glanced in the direction of the sound from the side of him with his peripheral vision.
The man who just spoke turned out to be an old man with a white beard, with a pair of deep gray eyes on his skinny cheeks. At this moment, the old man was picking up a small cup of tea, bringing it to his mouth and taking a sip, while sitting next to him. There was a man and a woman on both sides. The man was handsome and the woman was quite pretty. They both lowered their heads at this moment and looked at the tea in their hands politely. Obviously, what the old man just said was not meant for them. Yes, but the man sitting opposite.
This man Shi Jin couldn't see his face. He could only see a very burly back. I guess this man's kung fu was not bad at all.
At this time, a short man sitting on the side of the table leaned towards the center of the table and said in a low voice: "Don't talk about that yet, Old Mo, where did you get this news?"
"You're a loser, you have a lot to do. At least Mr. Mo has some news, so why don't you tell me first," said a man with a straight nose sitting next to the short man.
The short man obviously didn't like being called that. He frowned and gave the man next to him a hard look. He said without any sign of weakness: "Idiot, you know nothing. The wind is coming from the wrong place." , it’s useless to hear it again,”
Seeing that the two of them were about to raise the bar higher and higher with each word, the old man at the beginning ignored them and said to the strong man opposite: "The wind is blowing out from between the teeth. Why? I still have questions." What,"
Shi Jin listened carefully. The word "wind" in Japanese means "news", and the word "teeth gap" alludes to "yamen". With this change, the meaning of the slang can be clearly seen. .
The news came so seriously that those people immediately lost all intention of arguing and listened quietly to the old man as he continued: "The funeral of Marshal Cao is about to be held. Now Qingyi people all over the place have received secret orders and are cleaning up. I guess The wind will blow over in a day or two, just wait and see." (Explanation of Jianghu slang: Mourning is opposite to life, so "mourning" refers to birthdays. Officials of the Song Dynasty stipulated that purple should be used for grades three and above, and vermilion should be used for grades above five. , green above the seventh grade, cyan above the ninth grade. During the reign of Emperor Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, it was changed to purple above the fourth grade, scarlet above the sixth grade, and green above the ninth grade. Therefore, "Qingyi" was used to represent "officials from various places" because the Song Dynasty taxed donations There are many names, and gradually, "ox hair" is used to refer to the convergence of "people's fat and people's ointment")
"Then Qing Yi on the stage is going to sing a few lines," the sturdy man seemed to have something in mind.
"Isn't that right? We have to sing a few lines in a day or two. The big plays are sent to the top, and the small plays are done by ourselves. As long as we keep an eye on the big plays that contribute to the performance behind the stage, we don't have to worry about not being able to catch the wind." (slang: this In a day or two, the county magistrate will cleverly create a name for taxation and donation, and hand over the large amount of looted money to the superior, and he will keep a small part for himself. As long as we stay in the dark and watch the handed over finances, we can Don’t be afraid that by then, there will be no news about the whereabouts of this money)
"I still say the same thing: use as big a bowl as you want to eat," the white-bearded old man said very calmly: "It's better to support the big show and earn this vote, which will be enough for you to applaud. "
The short man snorted coldly, and immediately refuted the old man's words: "Old Immortal, you are already a person with two feet in the ground. You can save enough money for a coffin, but I still have to pay for it." At this young age, my wife is counting on this." The meaning of these words is self-evident, and the typical example is greed.
As soon as the short man finished speaking, the man with a high nose next to him sneered at him again: "You lose money, the hair on your head is almost gone. You are still young and handsome, and you don't know how bright you are." Do you have the word "shame" on your forehead? Besides, even fortune tellers say it. You just don't have a wife, and you still go around with a voice that sounds like you can beat a cock every day..."
Before the man could finish speaking, the short man who was called the "loser" jumped up and stepped on the bench. He looked at the man who was shorter than him with a condescending look and said angrily. : "Idiot, don't be proud. If you say I don't have a wife, then I will marry one for you. If I can't marry, I will share it with you."
The "idiot" couldn't help laughing when he saw the loser dancing around in anger, especially when the loser angrily said that he wanted to marry someone, which made him feel like he had heard an extremely funny joke. , However, after laughing for a moment, he slowly thought about what the loser said, and then he realized it. He felt annoyed, pointed at the loser, and threatened: "You loser, what are you talking about? You can't speak clearly." ,"
"I'm just going to get over it, what's going on?" The loser seemed to be angry at the gamble.
The idiot was no longer angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "What can I do? I can make you kneel in front of me obediently, but with a bang on your head,"
"Don't think I can't beat you. Today, let's just show off." The money-loser was serious. He stood on the bench and let his breath sink, and he firmly planted himself on the bench.
The sturdy man sitting opposite the old man saw that the two of them were about to fight, and before he could say anything to stop them, the idiot had already stood up.
Boom, followed by a "bang,,," sound.
The white-bearded old man stared carefully and saw that the idiot stood there laughing happily, while the loser got up from under the table with a curse. It turned out that the moment the idiot stood up, the balance on both sides of the bench After being broken, the money-losing product dodged down naturally without any precautions. And because this person stepped down steadily, he stepped on the bench and hit the head. This is great. The money-losing product not only folded. He somersaulted and let the idiot play well. Now his face suddenly turned red, and it looked like he was really hairy.
"Okay, what a shame in public," the sturdy man said at this time. The loser and the idiot immediately lost their temper, suppressed their inner discomfort, and sat down obediently again.
Shi Jin listened to every word they said in his heart. From this conversation, Shi Jin could guess that this was a group of people who were interested in the birthday card. It seemed that what Liu Tang said was true. It's true, there are really a lot of people in the world who are jealous of the birthday card. Just when Shi Jin wanted to listen more carefully, hoping to get some more valuable news, the white-bearded old man suddenly became alert and quite... He said in a low voice as a reminder: "The dog is coming," and stood up, grabbing the cane and walking away without caring about other people's faces.
As soon as the white-bearded old man left, the two young men beside him followed closely, supporting the old man on the left and right. At that moment, the group of people each brought tea and talked about other things. Come.
Shi Jin looked out the door and saw two men dressed as officials stepping in with arrogant looks on their faces.
"Staff, please have two cups of fine Longjing." One of the officials sat down in the lobby of the teahouse. Shi Jin took a look and couldn't help but look at the man twice. Both of them were very muscular. The one sitting facing Shi Jin had a pair of very bright eyes with two heroic eyebrows, and he was very happy when he spoke. However, the one sitting opposite him could not be seen by Shi Jin, but he could only look at it. It can be seen from the attire of the two men that these two people are not ordinary officers and soldiers, but must also be officers of Dutou and his ilk.
However, the ranking of officials was secondary. What really caught Shi Jin's attention was not this, but the place where they sat. In the teahouse, there was an unruly rule, that is, regardless of the size of the teahouse, in the teahouse There will be a table and two benches in the middle of the lobby. You can often see that even if the teahouse is full, no one will dare to come there without permission. Why, it is because this table is called the Pier, and this teahouse is the only one. The boss of the land he belongs to can sit up, even if he is an official, he is just a petty official in official robes. Without a strong enough background, there is no way to stroke the beard of the local snake.
Now, if there were one or two people from the world sitting here, Shi Jin would be sure of it. However, there were two official servants sitting here. Seeing how they looked at it calmly, and the tea drinkers around them were also He was not surprised. He must have been sitting calmly and calmly. However, officials have always been most taboo about getting involved in political affairs, but this was the first time Shi Jin had seen this.
Shi Jin quietly glanced at the two of them with his peripheral vision, and saw the two of them holding their heads close to each other, secretly discussing something. Shi Jin held his breath, but because the distance between them was too far, the noise of the teahouse had already obscured the two of them. Devoured by the secret agent, Shi Jin did not dare to look at the official's mouth shape for a long time. However, intermittently, he could see the word "Chao Gai" in the mouth shape. Shi Jin My heart couldn't help but tighten...