Ye An doesn't care about those false names. Maybe they will bring some confidence to the Song Dynasty, but they are limited to the families of officials and the scholar class. As for the people of Tokyo City, haha...
Who among the people who work all day long to make a living would know about these major national events?
There may be news that spreads and becomes a topic for people to talk about after dinner, but that's all.
Only the scholar-bureaucrats couldn't stand it, and only the civil and military officials above the court couldn't stand it. They were the ones who least wanted to see the little remaining majesty of the Song Dynasty being wiped out!
People who are obsessed with saving face are like this after all. They have to guard their pitiful self-esteem even after losing everything.
In the view of Ye An, a man who came out of the military, a country's self-esteem does not lie in its diplomatic rhetoric, or even in its words and deeds, but in what it says and does, and whether any of its enemies can be trusted.
The ability to speak well!
After leaving Honglu Temple, he did not get on the bullock cart, but asked Tieniu to drive back first. This was the bustling and lively city of Tokyo, and he really hoped that he could get lost in this bustling city.
Tieniu drove away in confusion. It was a good time for him to go back now. Xuan'er had already started making steamed buns before leaving. Houfu's steamed buns were one of the most delicious foods he had ever tasted!
And it comes from the madam's craftsmanship. It is similar to ordinary steamed buns, but the filling inside is just right. Although it is pork, it does not have any fishy smell, and the top is soft but the bottom is as crispy as a pot helmet.
Xiao Langjun said this thing is called "water fried buns", but Tieniu never knew where the water was?!
Pan-fried buns are also Ye An's favorite thing to eat. Qin Mumu is not good at cooking, but the pasta she makes firmly captures Ye An's stomach.
Wandering on the street, the sun set very early in the west in winter. Ye An looked back and saw that his shadow was stretched so long that it extended to the palace wall he had just left.
For some reason, Ye An suddenly felt no sense of security when looking at the towering palace in front of him. The more he understood, the more frightened he became. Looking at the current court, he couldn't help but wonder, a dynasty shrouded in fear of its enemies, a dynasty that cares so much about what others say.
Can the dynasty be saved?
The sour soup drink that used to be so sour in the past didn't feel at all in his mouth. Ye An just walked numbly on the streets of Tokyo. He didn't even know which road he was on. He didn't have a deliberate goal. He just
Free your mind and follow your feet.
A lively market, pedestrians coming and going, men carrying poles selling cooking cakes, children chasing after dough-making vendors, and an old man sitting under a big tree watching the sunset.
Only here can Ye An feel the strong atmosphere of life and feel that he is still living in a real world.
"Alas! That little official can't go any further, or he will fall into the Bian River!"
The people on the edge shouted loudly, and the people around him also screamed in surprise, which actually made the noisy market quiet and brought Ye An back from his dissociated state.
Looking at the shocked eyes around him, Ye An crossed his arms and saluted the shouting old man: "Thank you, father-in-law! I just lost my mind and almost fell into the Bianhe River if my father-in-law hadn't helped me!"
The old man was not pretentious at all, he just crossed his hands and said in return: "If you see this, of course you should be alert. Small officials should be more careful. It is getting dark, so it is safer to find a servant to come with you." After saying that, he left.
But Ye An suddenly grabbed him.
"Old man, have we met before?"
The old man was slightly startled, then suddenly grinned and said: "How did a young official come to be born? I have never seen an official wearing scarlet like you in my life! At most I have seen one wearing green! You are noble
Officer, how can you see it so easily?!"
Looking at the old man's ears and nose, Ye An shook his head and said: "No, we must have met before! I recognize your ears and nose! And the shape of your face!"
"What?!"
The old man was confused, but Ye An suddenly said: "Who are you Zhou Can?"
"Zhou Can? I don't know him, I've never heard of him, but the old man's son is named Zhou Cang..."
Zhou Can, Zhou Cang... Ye An recited it twice in his mind before crossing his hands and saying to the old man: "Old man, I'm a little thirsty. Can I go to your house to ask for a bowl of water?"
The old man laughed loudly: "What did you say, little official? If you are thirsty, just go to my house, which is on Nanjiaomen Lane. I am not bragging, but my well is the best sweet water well on East Cross Street!"
As the old man spoke, he reached out and pointed. Ye An followed with a smile, but his eyes were full of thoughts. The old man was probably Zhou Cang's father, and Zhou Cang was the Zhou Can he was pursuing so hard.
He is also the leader of those who robbed and killed his own soldiers. As long as he catches this person, he can know who is behind him. It is true that "you can't find anything even if you break through iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there"!
Therefore, it is not a bad thing to be sentimental when people are fine. Maybe you will get unexpected gains or inspiration.
Through conversations along the way, Ye An learned that his father-in-law's name was Zhou Shiru. He was originally a scholar and his ancestors had high-ranking officials, but the old man obviously didn't want to tell him.
His home is not far from the Bian River and on East Cross Street. It is a simple small house. Although the place is not big, the location is quite good.
The interior has been tidied up. Judging from the decorations on the porch and the paintings in the side rooms, it must have been a wealthy official's family.
But these did not attract Ye An's attention. He had been observing the old man, and now he was more and more certain that the man in front of him was Zhou Cang's father.
The lines on his ears and the shape of his nose were exactly the same as the description forced from the dead soldier at that time, and he also made a sketch to remember the appearance more concretely.
These are dominant genes, which can basically be passed on to one's son to the greatest extent, which is why there is a saying that father and son are similar, and it is even possible to identify who is whose son at a glance.
Genetics calls this phenomenon dominant genetic inheritance. Ye An has been tracing the origin of the dead soldiers since he was killed by the dead soldiers. Zhou Cang is his only clue. Even the Imperial City Division has not found this person.
, and now I bumped into him accidentally, no one else is so lucky.
After entering the door, he lifted up his front and sat down on a small stool. Ye An untied his tight collar and rolled up his sleeves and said, "I wonder who the ancestors of my father-in-law's family are?"
Zhou Shiru frowned slightly when he saw that Ye An looked like Zhou Zheng, he was young and knew etiquette, and he was an official in vermilion.
Marquis of Zhongjun?!"
This actually surprised Ye An. He didn't expect him to guess his identity so quickly. Although the public uniform he wore was a bit eye-catching, it wasn't so fast! This is Tokyo City, and people can wear fifth-grade clothes.
There are not a few young people in public service.
Zhou Shiru saw Ye An's confusion, smiled slightly and said: "At Ye Hou's age, most of the people who can get the fifth-rank official status are Enyin and enter the officialdom. Young people are full of energy, and they will not be so polite when meeting an old man.
, After much thought, I still feel that only Yehou can have such courtesy."
Ye An laughed loudly: "As expected of a man from a noble family!" After saying New Year's greetings, he crossed his hands and said, "I wonder who my father-in-law's ancestors are?"
Zhou Shiru crossed his hands with thoughtful etiquette and said: "My father is Shaoyang Zhouyi, and he is a direct minister of the late emperor."
A very simple introduction, even a bit shabby, without even an official position or rank, which shows that the old man is low-key and reserved. Ye An never expected that such a polite and kind-hearted person would have a person like Zhou Cang.
A family has a great influence on the education of its children. It is impossible for Zhou Cang to do anything that goes against the family tradition, let alone command the dead soldiers to rob and kill the imperial officials.
Could it be that he was looking in the wrong direction? This Zhou Cang is not Zhou Can at all, nor is he the villain he is looking for? But everything will be known after Zhou Cang comes back.
After being robbed and killed that day, Ye An rushed out of the alley immediately. Since it was Zhou Cang who ordered people to kill him, he must make sure whether he died on the spot.
Ye An's temporary memory is very good. As soon as he rushed out of the alley, he firmly remembered the people watching on Jinxiu Street, and then sketched them in the shortest possible time.
This is a skill he learned in the army. He can describe the main characteristics of the opponent with just a few strokes, and then slowly add them to form a picture album.
If Zhou Cang is among them, he must be in that picture album and cannot escape.