Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 163: A Lonely Shadow Under the Moon Can’t Warm Itself (1)
Ruan Lang slowly walked out of Xiaoxiang Villa and walked on the deserted street with a heavy face.
What King Yi just said made him enlightened: if you want to defeat your enemy, death is the most stupid way. Only by surpassing him and completely destroying him can you truly win!
And only when you become stronger can you truly do all this. What others give is always charity and use! However, the road pointed by King Yi is extremely dangerous, and it is a bet of nine deaths.
If he chooses to take this path, he will either achieve great success or die without any trace of his body!
Although his heart was surging and he was eager to give King Yi's advice, his final rationality still made him cringe.
While he was hesitating, several short and frightened shouts suddenly came from not far away, and they disappeared in an instant.
Ruan Lang's heart moved, and he immediately picked up the knife and ran away.
He stood up and rushed into an alley that was out of reach. In the shadows, he seemed to see the figure of a man.
Ruan Lang immediately shouted in a stern voice: "Who is where?"
The figure seemed stunned for a moment, turned around suddenly, and a hearty voice sounded: "Master Ruan?"
Ruan Lang was suddenly startled: Because this voice is very familiar to him!
He immediately put the knife into its sheath and flashed the flame to reveal the man's face: yellow and thin, with a scar, it was indeed Hei Si!
Ruan Lang shouted in a low voice: "Pingsi, why is it you? What was that sound just now?"
The weak firelight reflected Ping Si's charred face, and he said calmly: "I just killed a few people, and I'm about to deal with the aftermath!"
Ruan Lang couldn't help being shocked when he heard him talk about the murder in such a casual manner. He didn't bother to ask in detail, and hurriedly shook the fire stick and shined it on the ground.
Sure enough, the corpses of men were lying on the ground! Surprisingly, these corpses were all wearing goose hats and brocade clothes, with embroidered knives at their waists, and they were actually Yamen servants of the Imperial Guards Department!
Ruan Lang stood up angrily, grabbed Ping Si by the collar, and shouted sternly: "Are you crazy? Don't you want to live if you killed the person who killed Yu Shou Si?"
Pingsi smiled lightly and said without fear: "These people humiliated you with Wang Jing at the Xiaoxiang Villa yesterday. I know you feel uncomfortable, so I killed them all to vent your anger!"
Ruan Lang changed his color in horror, quickly held up the fire folder, and took a closer look at the corpse: one of them had a pair of triangular eyes. Sure enough, this person was the yamen servant who humiliated him with Wang Jing!
For some reason, although Ruan Lang knew that this was against the law, if Wang Jing knew about it, he and Ping Si would be in great trouble. But seeing the person who bullied him die miserably on the street, he still felt very happy in his heart, a kind of
The pleasure of having a great revenge avenged arises spontaneously.
He stood up slowly, looked at the dead bodies on the ground, and sighed: "That's it! They are all people who deserve to die, let's deal with them quickly!" After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and bent down to carry the bodies.
Ping Si immediately stopped him and said in a low voice: "Sir, don't do anything, let me do it! If this matter happens in the future, you will never be implicated!"
Ruan Lang couldn't help but laugh: "You did this just for me, how could I just stand by and watch! Stop arguing, come help me, let's carry them away!"
Hei Si whispered: "Sir, there is a carriage in the back alley. Just lift the bodies onto the carriage. After daybreak, people transporting dung and water will come and transport these people and the dung and water outside the city for disposal.
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Ruan Lang hesitated and said: "Are these people...reliable?"
These people are all brothers of the caravan, but Pingsi cannot reveal his identity.
"Don't worry, they are all trustworthy fellow villagers! I have already given them money. After leaving the city tomorrow, they will never come back again!" He patted Ruan Lang on the shoulder and smiled vaguely.
Ruan Lang had no choice but to trust Ping Si. After spending some time together, he discovered that although Ping Si's whereabouts were mysterious, he was very kind and his kung fu was extremely high, not even inferior to his own!
The two quickly put all the corpses on the carriage, drove the carriage to an empty yard, and left in a hurry.
Ruan Lang stood at the door of the courtyard, feeling the pleasure of having his great revenge avenged.
Afterwards, I felt a little at a loss.
Ping Si saw through his thoughts and quickly comforted him: "Master Ruan, don't think so much! Even though we can't defeat that father and son now, we can't give up! We have to preserve our strength, sooner or later we will surely kill them!"
Ruan Lang looked at him and said with a smile, "We?"
Hei Si chuckled: "Of course! We will be on the same boat from now on!"
Ruan Lang was suddenly startled, patted Pingsi on the shoulder, and sighed: "Sometimes, I really feel that you don't look like someone who lives in an official family, but rather like a knight in the world!"
Ping Si was startled, seeing that his face looked as usual, and he didn't seem to see through his identity, so he laughed loudly.
When the sky cleared, the two of them walked to the Royal Guards Office, chatting and laughing.
In the quiet cross street, there was a faint noise. A four-person sedan with a silver roof slowly stopped in front of the red gate of the Royal Guards' Yamen.
The person guarding the door today was none other than Hei Si. He recognized the small sedan chair and immediately went up to it and bowed respectfully.
The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and Liu Rong, dressed in a mouse-grey brocade robe, slowly walked down from the sedan chair, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Is Mr. Wang here?"
Ping Si cupped his fists and raised his hands, his voice loud and clear: "Master Liu, Master Wang is in the prison!"
Liu Rong said "Hmm" softly, then walked slowly into the door with square steps.
Even in late autumn, the stench in the prison still did not lessen. As soon as he entered the door, Liu Rong was so smoked that he could not open his eyes, but he had to resist the desire to vomit and walked inside.
Ping Si led him straight to the torture room. The smell here was even worse, and the stench was mixed with the smell of fish and alcohol.
On a rosewood Arhat couch, there was a person lying crookedly. His feet were hanging on the edge of the end. His bare feet were not wearing socks. His head was resting on his own arm, and the pillow had been thrown aside.
He was wearing a white underwear on his upper body, but the clothes were wide open, revealing a white belly that was as round and bulging as a toad. His legs were probably not wearing pants, and were only covered with a woman's bright red shawl.
waist.
His mouth was open, his face was glistening with alcohol or sweat, and his snoring sounded like a broken gong. The couch next to him was empty but very messy. It could be seen that someone had slept there, but now he didn't know it.
Whereabouts.
The table in front of the Arhat's bed was filled with wine and food, but men's clothes were scattered on the floor, and a bright red woman's bellyband lay quietly in the middle, eye-catching and eye-catching.
"Hey, commander, what's going on?" Liu Rong, who always went to Fengyue places, felt that this scene was unsightly. He turned away without leaving a trace and muttered awkwardly.
Ping Si also felt embarrassed and quickly asked him to go to another room later, then he went to wake up Wang Jing.
Liu Rong was drinking tea in the room. After waiting for a long time, he saw a disheveled Wang Jing, swaying and walking in the door with the support of Ping Si.
He saw that Eunuch Shuangxi did not speak, but sat down in the Grand Master's chair on the other side, and snapped his fingers at Pingsi. Pingsi understood and immediately poured him another glass of wine, and Wang Jing drank it all in one gulp.
He licked his dry lips with his sticky tongue before lazily speaking: "Hey, aren't you a relative of the emperor? What kind of wind brought you to this hellish place like ours?"
The effect of sobering up with wine is good. He speaks with a half-rolled tongue and can be heard clearly.
"You can't say that!" Liu Rong said with a smile hidden in his face: "This is the most important place in Shengjing, how can it be a ghost place? It's just that I'm busy with work on weekdays, so I haven't been able to visit you. Today I have to
When I had some free time, I went straight to the Imperial Guard to have a look at his style."
"I wonder what Mr. Liu thinks? Is it better than expected? Or worse?" Wang Jing looked at him with bloodshot eyes and asked with a half-smile.
Liu Rong was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "The Imperial Guardsman has a great reputation. It's better to be famous than to meet him!"
He spoke very implicitly.
Wang Jing rolled his eyes, shook his head and sneered: "It doesn't matter, you all think this place is dirty and smelly, like a hell on earth. But to me, this place is more comfortable than a brothel! Listening to the prisoners being tortured
The screams he made were more sweet than the sound of the pipa played by the singer. Watching a prisoner being skinned off was more exciting than taking off a woman's clothes!"
Liu Rong's face was full of smiles, and he could only try to smooth things over: "Master Wang really knows how to enjoy hardships, Liu admires him."
Wang Jing suddenly leaned forward, stared at his plain face, and asked: "Master Liu, you are here to chat, right? If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly!"
Liu Rong chuckled, and then glanced at the guard beside him. The guard immediately exited the door, followed by Pingsi and other officials who followed suit.
When there were only two people left in the room, Liu Rong lowered his voice and said, "I am here this time because I have a huge benefit to give to Commander Wang!"
Wang Jing picked up another glass of wine, drank a gulp of yellow soup, and then asked: "Don't be so mysterious, I don't have the patience!"
Liu Rong immediately took out a brochure and patiently explained: "Master Wang, please take a look at this."
Wang Jing took the booklet suspiciously, flipped it through twice, threw it on the table, and coldly snorted: "What is the meaning of so many names on this booklet..."
Liu Rong laughed gloomily: "Does Mr. Wang really not know? This is the roster of all the wealthy households in Shengjing City!"
Wang Jing sneered: "So what?"
Liu Rong stared at him and said seriously: "Sir, don't underestimate this booklet! Everyone in it is the God of Wealth for you and me in the future!"
"Mr. Liu, why don't you speak more clearly? I didn't understand!" Wang Jing leaned back, with a faint hint of anger in his hoarse voice.
Liu Rong saw that he was not on the right track, so he had to speak more bluntly: "The reputation of the Imperial Guards Division is far and wide, and the Imperial Prison has long been famous. As long as you slightly change the file when handling the case in the future, the people on the list will be implicated in the case. These
Rich people who are extremely rich will naturally spend money to keep themselves safe!"
Wang Jing finally understood what he meant and suddenly burst into laughter. Her body, with slender limbs and a belly as big as a toad, staggered on the chair and almost fell down.
After drinking another cup of yellow soup, his mind became clearer: "How could Mr. Liu give such a long-term and cost-effective deal to me?"