After leaving Sujia Xiaoyuan, Chen Ping first went to Tianxiang Pavilion.
After finding Chen Tianrui and understanding the accounts of Tianxiang Pavilion, he asked him to be careful while he was away from the capital.
"Is the young master going to leave Beijing?"
"That's right, take a good look at Tianxiang Pavilion for me, remember?"
Chen Tianrui was stunned for a moment, then nodded in a muffled voice. He would do whatever Chen Ping said without asking any questions!
The two brothers Chen Tianrui and Chen Tianling can now take charge of their own business. Of course Chen Ping is relieved and pleased.
After the previous incident of establishing a state in Qingzhou, the mysterious organization became alert. In view of the fact that the imperial court was also conducting strict investigations in various places, they seemed to have disappeared overnight.
Now, he finally has a new clue, and Chen Ping doesn't want to miss this opportunity!
Even though he is now the youngest Huiyuan of the Dayu Dynasty, he has never forgotten who led him into the path of studying, and the man-made disaster in the eighth year of Tianqi will not be forgotten in this life! p>
If it weren't for his mentor's upbringing, Chen Ping would most likely still be staying in Nanxi Village, a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky, with no chance of success in his life.
Moreover, Chen Ping seemed to have smelled something amiss about Lingzhou's affairs, and then thought of a series of things such as the postponement of the palace examination, the emperor's absence from ministers, and his absence from officials.
He felt even more necessary to go to Lingzhou.
Chen Ping called Luo Li and walked out of Tianxiang Pavilion. At this time, he was wearing a plain robe, a square scarf on his head, and a cotton robe outside, looking like a poor scholar.
As for Luo Li who was following him, he looked like a clumsy villager. No one would take a second look like this when walking on the street.
What people didn't expect is that Luo Li's camouflage skills are also very good.
After leaving the capital, the two of them came to Zhuangzi, where Tianxiang Pavilion was located outside the city. Then they got on the carriage and headed south along the official road towards Lingzhou.
"Just the two of us?" Luo Li asked while driving.
In the carriage, Chen Ping laughed: "Brother Luo, I believe in your strength."
"You are quite discerning."
Chen Ping then added: "But to be on the safe side, I have already written to inform Brother Zhao, and General Tang Hao is also in Lingzhou, so we can take care of each other."
"You can arrange other matters by yourself. I am only responsible for protecting you."
Chen Ping opened the car curtain, clasped his fists at Luo Li and said, "It's all up to Brother Luo to protect me. I'm grateful."
Luo Li did not look back, waved his hand and continued driving.
Although the two met by chance, by now, they have developed a bond that makes them close friends.
Chen Ping didn't know why Luo Li followed him, but he could roughly guess that he should also have a grudge against that mysterious organization, so that was enough.
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Qianzhou, in the valley at the foot of Qianlong Mountain.
The mountains here are high and densely forested. The top of the mountain is covered with a layer of snow all year round, and the valley is often filled with mist. Not to mention ordinary people, even hunters and herb collectors walking among the mountains will not enter easily.
But in such a place, there is a group of people hidden.
"簌猌!"
As a breeze blew by, the dead leaves on the mountainside were blown, and a group of figures covered with grass and leaves suddenly appeared on the originally calm ground.
I saw this group of people moving quickly and with nimble skills, as if they had received professional training, and in their hands, they all held powerful crossbows that were also covered with fallen leaves!
You know, crossbow armor is a murder weapon strictly prohibited by the imperial court!
"Beep beep——!Beep beep beep——!"
As a rapid whistle spread across the valley, a group of "straw men" began to move forward more quickly than steadily. The team of dozens of people still maintained their formation as they moved forward.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The sound of crossbow arrows piercing the air suddenly sounded, and the human-shaped targets at the foot of the mountain not far away were all hit by arrows, and they were deeply engulfed.
"Brother Nangong's training has been very fruitful! Although this group of people are selected experts from Jiulong Hall, they have never fought in a battle formation. I didn't expect that under your training, in just a few months, There have been such big changes.”
In the valley, the leader of Jiulong Hall, Zhao Jin, looked at the group of warriors with bright eyes, and the praise on his lips was obviously not a lie.
During these days of training at Qianlong Mountain, he really felt what it means to be strong!
Let’s not talk about personal strength. When they first met, everyone including him, Zhao Jin, had dueled with Nangong Ming. However, without exception, they all lost heartily. No one even survived ten rounds. .
As for the training staff? From top to bottom, there are not many literate people in Kowloon Hall. They are all rough guys, let alone this thing.
As Zhao Jin, who had worked in a yamen before, was deeply shocked by the skill of Nangong Ming's trainers.
If a martial arts master like Nangong Ming was in the army and was proficient in the art of war, he would at least be a general.
Zhao Jin was sure that this person must have had experience in the military, because he sensed a restrained and fierce murderous aura from Nangong Ming!
"It is true that they have been trained to the extreme, but these people cannot be called elites yet. The real elites have to survive rounds of battlefield fighting, otherwise, they will just be mere charades."
Nangong Ming's expression was indifferent, with no mood swings at all, as if to him, the things in front of him were just playing house.
Zhao Jin couldn't agree more when he heard this. He had learned about the cruelty of the battlefield from veterans returning from the army.
"By the way, I heard something happened in Lingzhou next door? Do you know?"
Zhao Jin nodded: "That's true. It seems that the Lingzhou government has seized a batch of smuggled grain. The amount is quite large, as much as one hundred thousand stones!"
After saying this, Zhao Jin paused and asked: "Brother Nangong asked this, do you think there might be something fishy here?"
"Whether there is something fishy or not, we will know soon. But this group of people is beyond training and will ultimately have to rely on actual combat to improve."
"Brother Nangong thought of coming with me." Zhao Jin naturally knew that actual combat is the best training subject.
"But if you want to go out, you must have an identity." Nangong Ming looked further. If such a group of people appeared rashly, if they were discovered by the government, those who were interested could label them randomly.
"Hey, identity? How about letting them return to Jiulong Hall and call them back when necessary?" After Zhao Jin finished speaking, he overturned his own idea: "No, no, they are no longer ordinary gang members.
I’m afraid it won’t be good if they continue to spread out...”
Before Zhao Jin could think of a suitable identity, a fast horse rushed in from outside the valley.
"Hall Master, an urgent message from Mr. Chen!"
When he heard that it was Chen Ping's letter, he rushed forward to take it, and after reading the content, he happily said to Nangong Ming.
"Brother Nangong, just now we were talking about looking for opportunities for actual combat. Look, here it is!"
Chapter 252
What is the most exciting thing for the No. 50 people of Jiulong Hall who have been training hard under Qianlong Mountain for several months?
It’s neither fair-weather and beauties, nor money and treasures, but the words they heard at this moment!
"Boys, the day has come for you to go out!"
As soon as Zhao Jin's voice fell, he heard bursts of roars from the fifty people.
Aren’t these months of hard training just for today?
These gangsters, who grew up in poverty and had neither food nor sleep nor warmth before joining the Kowloon Church, are now selected to live in a well-fed society and given to the church to lurk, eavesdrop, and assassinate people with stunts that were once beyond their reach. p>
Each one of them is filled with passion and is always ready to devote himself to Kowloon Hall.
After all, when Zhao Jin selected people, in addition to physical fitness and endurance, he also specifically examined the loyalty of these people.
Therefore, these fifty people are so loyal to Jiulong Hall that they can even be called "dead soldiers".
"Haha, Fifth Hall Master, I think these guys are going crazy because they are holding themselves back. We have arranged good wine and delicious food today!"
Zhao Jin waved his hand and was very satisfied with the number 50 elites of Jiulong Hall who had been trained by Nangong Ming's devil, and ordered the fifth hall master next to him.
The Fifth Hall Master was also happy to see the Jiulong Hall becoming more powerful and echoed.
"Have you heard everything? The hall master has spoken and you haven't thanked him yet?"
"Hey, you should thank Coach Nangong. Thank him quickly!" Zhao Jin corrected.
Immediately afterwards, a group of people below were heard shouting: "Thank you, Coach Nangong!"
Seeing this scene, Zhao Jin turned around and found that Nangong Ming, who had always been as cold as a glacier, actually had a hint of movement on his face.
This feeling is like a person who was originally depressed, but suddenly saw sparks sputtering, and his ashes were revived!
That night, when everyone in Kowloon Hall gathered around the bonfire, eating meat and drinking wine, Nangong Ming was the only one missing.
Zhao Jin searched all over the valley and finally stopped. He looked up to the top of the mountain in the distance.
On the dome, there is a figure sitting sideways, holding a bamboo flute, accompanied by the full moon.
When the faint sound of the flute came, Zhao Jin felt an indescribable loneliness and stood there in trance for a long time.
Nangong Ming, what kind of story is there?
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Lingzhou, Congxing Mansion.
After Gong Heng was silenced, it stands to reason that it would be very difficult for the government, which has lost clues, to trace anything.
To be precise, it was very difficult for Tang Hao to know the state. Even if he caught one or two minions, it would not help the matter. At most, they would be used to explain to the court.
Pixiu, who came all the way from the capital on orders, thought so, as did the subordinate officials and Shenjin in Lingzhou.
Therefore, they sat and watched as if they were watching a show. Tang Hao sent people to rummage through boxes and cabinets in Lingzhou and even dug three feet into the ground, laughing at the fact that this man was just a martial artist after all.
However, they soon discovered that the person Tang Hao was pursuing did not seem to be the person who killed Gong Heng, but when he pointed the knife at the moles like them, they finally could no longer sit still.
"Dong dong dong!"
In front of the magistrate's office, a rumble of drums sounded, and it didn't take long for a crowd of people to watch.
When the people saw the man beating the drum of resentment, they all became strange.
"Isn't this Qin Yuanwai? Why did you come to the Yamen and personally beat the drum of injustice?"
"Hey! It's really weird. We usually only see us people beating drums and shouting for grievances. Didn't you expect that the famous member Qin also has grievances?"
"Could it be that his concubine is committing adultery? Haha, but I look at Yuan Qin's drum-beating style, and it doesn't look like he can't do it?"
More and more people gathered around the yamen, and the officers who usually should have moved forward to drive the people away from gathering to block the yamen were now motionless, as if they hadn't seen them.
"Whoop whoosh!"
"Master Prefect, Mr. Qin has..."
"I know you are wronged!"
After beating the drum a few times, Qin Yuanwai was out of breath. As soon as he could speak, he was interrupted by a voice.
He was already unhappy, but when someone interrupted him, his nameless anger suddenly arose. After all, he was one of the best in the entire Lingzhou realm.
He usually interrupts others, but this is the first time he has been interrupted.
Officer Qin's eyes widened and he turned around to glare, but then he withered in the next breath.
Because the person who came was none other than Yang Anguo, the magistrate of Lingzhou!
Yang Anguo walked slowly from the street and walked straight to Yuan Qin.
This made Qin Yuanwai a little unexpected. He didn't expect that the prefect would come in person, so he quickly adjusted his mood and started to complain.
"My Lord, you don't know that I have been having a hard time sleeping and eating these past few days. Every day, soldiers from the government find some excuse to search the old man's house. The female family members in the house are all frightened."
"I think I, Mr. Qin, come from a kind family. Although he is a humble businessman, he has also contributed to the court and donated a few people and was laughed at. How can he be slandered by the government even though he works hard to run the family business?
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Qin Yuanwai wiped his tears and continued: "Then, those officers and soldiers actually said that my Qin family was colluding with thieves. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I came to the Yamen to beat drums and cry out for injustice!"
Your acting skills are really good, old boy!
Yang Anguo looked at Qin Yuanwai with a hint of pity. If someone like Qin Yuanwai were placed in other states or in the past, he would be a great squire.
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After all, this old boy usually treats the tenants of his family fairly well, at least better than those evil gentry who bully men and dominate women in the fish and meat village.
But now?
He stared at Yuan Qin with cold eyes. Since he decided to investigate with Tang Hao, he would not give the squire of Lingzhou any good looks.
If we take it seriously, none of these gentry landlords has a clean butt.
Even if you really didn't collude with the thief, you can still find out other dirty things.
"Search by officers and soldiers? Think about it, slandering the government is a serious crime!"
Yang Anguo immediately shouted loudly, which made Yuan Qin tremble in fright. He tried to search for something on Yang Anguo's face with a blank look on his face.
This script is wrong. Hasn’t Yang Anguo always been a good man during the years he has been the magistrate of Lingzhou?
I treat landlords and squires like me as guests, so why do I act like a different person today?
"This...this...how dare this old man lie? He is really an officer and a soldier!"
"Oh? Since you are so sure, then tell us who sent the officers and soldiers." Yang Anguo asked curiously.
Qin Yuanwai was startled for a moment, gritted his teeth and pointed in the direction of the Zhizhou Yamen not far away: "I dare not hide it from the Lord, the people who searched the old man's mansion were soldiers from the Zhizhou Yamen."
Yang Anguo nodded heavily, but instead of comforting him as Qin Yuanwai thought, he narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly.
"Since they are soldiers sent by Lord Zhizhou Tang, they are naturally justified. How can they slander you out of thin air?!"
"On the contrary, it's you, an old thief, who beats the drum and screams for injustice for no reason, and also wants to deceive me into provoking a dispute between the prefect and the state!"
"Come here, let me capture it on the spot!"
Yang Anguo gave an order, and several government officials rushed out of the government office and pushed Qin Yuanwai to the ground on the spot.
This scene not only stunned the people who were watching, but also made the subordinate officials in the prefecture's Yamen tremble.
Just because they all know that if they arrest people in this manner, they will not be able to escape soon!
The sky in Lingzhou has changed!
The situation in Lingzhou has indeed changed, and the root cause naturally lies in Zhizhou Yamen.
"Sir, there was a member named Qin who went to the magistrate's office to beat a drum and cry out for injustice. Now Magistrate Yang has taken it down!"
The voice of joining the army came from far away, and Tang Hao had the same expression, rubbing his chin against the map in front of him.
"If I remember correctly, there are many natives in the southwest of Lingzhou, right?"
Natives are people who have lived in the local area for generations, and their leaders are called chieftains.
Regarding Tang Hao's question, which had nothing to do with the current situation, Join the Army looked confused.
"Yes, yes, sir, what's wrong?"
Tang Hao shook his head and saw that he had nothing else to say, so he wisely withdrew.
Native???
Why do adults suddenly ask this?
Joining the army scratched his head and walked out, while in the room Tang Hao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
He doesn't pay attention to things outside of Qin Yuan. It's not that this matter is unimportant, on the contrary, it is very important. This is a new path he has opened up to track down the thief.
It's just that this road was full of thorns and difficulties, but in the end he chose to push through.
If there was no support from the capital, if there was no reply from Chen Ping, if there were not more than a dozen brothers who died that night, perhaps Tang Hao would have chosen to stand still.
"Chen Ping, where have you been? If you don't come again, they will overturn the table..."
The drum beating outside the Qin Yuan was a signal. Tang Hao guessed that the subordinate squires in Lingzhou would do this, but he had the support of the capital to rely on, so he could still suppress them for a while.
As for the future, we have to look at this boy who went all the way to the capital and won the Huiyuan crown.
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