There is silence in the north of Xiaoshiqiao in Xicheng. This is a large gathering place of residential buildings. The people living along the river are ordinary Yangzhou people. The people have little fun. When the first watch comes, they all go to bed. Those with wives hug their wives, and those without wives
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Therefore, on a moonless night, this area is deathly silent and frighteningly dark.
However, there have been some exceptions in recent times. A house along the river is often brightly lit with extravagant lights. Until midnight, from time to time, the sound of fisting and drinking can be heard, as well as the melodious music of a charming singing girl.
The people nearby are very curious, who suddenly made a fortune? It is said that good things rarely happen in the slums around Xiaoshiqiao every few years, but unlucky things happen one after another. It was not Zhang San who was killed by an official on the street.
After beating her, the old lady of the Li family died on the bed because she had no money for medical treatment. It is unusual for anyone in a place like this to have great luck and make a fortune.
No matter how hard the days were, the curiosity of the people could not be quelled. They spared no effort to spy secretly and inquire persistently, and finally got the exact information from the owner of the rented house: This house is the property of Shen, the criminal director of Yangzhou Prefecture.
It was rented by Ti Xing, and it is said that a commander from the capital was imprisoned.
The common people are extremely unfazed by the word "detention". Is this also called "detention"? It's obviously just for enjoying life. They drink, eat, eat, punch and listen to music every day. If this is considered detention, everyone is willing to be locked up for ten or twenty years.
Years old, it is more comfortable than working hard and working hard to earn a living.
After discussing for several days, the people also lost interest in talking. Happiness belongs to others, and they still have to get up early and go to the streets every day with unkempt hair to earn money to support themselves. The only thing worth talking about is that they can occasionally watch
Just look at the white neck, water snake-like waist, and rolled-up eyes of the singer who left the house.
Su Jin and Ma Han dismounted quietly in the distance. The sound of horse hooves was too loud, not because they were afraid of disturbing the people, but because they were afraid of disturbing Long Zhen.
The two stepped on dead branches and leaves and quietly entered the house. It was midnight, and the lights were still on, but there was no sound. Su Jin gestured to Mahan, and the two gently pulled out their swords and pushed away.
When you enter the courtyard through the ajar gate, you will see that the people's small courtyard does not have a front hall or a back hall. There are three adobe houses in front of you, with a hall in the middle and wing rooms on both sides, which is easy to distinguish.
"Sir, which room?" Mahan asked quietly.
Su Jin pointed to a room with a light on the east end and said: "Long Zhen lives in this room. The west end is where the guards of the Criminal Division live. This son of a bitch actually knows how to enjoy himself. He lives alone for a whole day.
Big room.”
Ma Han said: "Sir, you go to the east end, and I'll go to the west end to block it. If there's a fight, just take the dragon and leave first. You don't have to wait for me."
Su Jin nodded and said softly: "It's just five or six guards. Don't be so nervous. Together they are no match for you."
Mahan puffed up his chest and said, "Do I look nervous?"
Su Jin smiled and rushed out of the shadows with a knife and a cat's waist. Mahan quickly followed. The two came to the door of the house. Su Jin flew up and kicked on the door, kicking the two wooden doors open. Mahan was one.
He rushed in, and in a flash he had arrived at the door of the west wing. He swung his knife and split the curtain on the door in half and shouted: "Don't move, I've been ordered to bring the prisoner Long Zhen to court!"
Su Jin also quickly rushed to the door of the hand room, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain and stepped in, but suddenly, both the master and the servant were frozen there like clay and wood sculptures.
The rooms on both sides were completely empty, not even a single person was seen.
"Master, there is no one!"
"I don't have anyone here either..." Su Jin's head was getting big. How could it be possible? Song Xiang had already sent people to keep an eye on this place, and he had also come to see it. Could it be that someone had escaped? Or was it someone sent to keep an eye on it?
Is there a problem? Otherwise, why wouldn’t people come back in return after they left?
Su Jin secretly cursed himself for being too careless. He couldn't count on that idiot Song Xiang for such a thing. If it weren't for the fact that he had too few people at his disposal, and the Forbidden Army soldiers were originally under Long Zhen and were not suitable to keep an eye on Long Zhen, how could something like this happen?
thing.
Su Jin stepped into the east wing, came to the table, picked up the teapot on the table, shook it, and tested the temperature. Then he walked to the bed and reached into the bed, touched it, and cursed: "It's been a long time since I left.
, the tea is cold, the bed is also cold, I didn’t sleep here at all today.”
"What should I do? Master."
Su Jin looked at the candlelight on the table and pondered. The long candle had burned down to its last section. The wax oil overflowed and slowly collapsed. The cotton wick sank into the wax oil and went out with a 'chi' sound.
"They probably haven't left the city. This candle must have been lit before leaving. This kind of thick wax can burn for up to an hour. In other words, they had left here an hour ago. By that time, our people had already controlled the four gates?"
Su Jin asked in the darkness.
"It should be so. The master gave the order at the first watch. Pan Jiang mobilized troops and horses to guard the four gates and it would not take more than an hour. It is the third watch now, and an hour ago it was the second watch. At that time, the city gate should be at our
Even if Long Zhen ran away in his hand, he might not be able to escape Yangzhou City." Ma Han said.
Su Jin slapped the table and said: "No matter, let him hide for now. Things are more urgent tonight than catching him. Let's go to Beikou Sanli first and have a look. There are too few cavalry troops. If we don't make any mistakes, we will be in trouble."
The two of them left the house and quickly returned to the street, got on their horses and ran towards Beicheng at full speed. Just after they passed the central area, they heard faint shouts of killing, and the direction was exactly the direction of Sanli Hutong at the north entrance.
Su Jin was shocked. Could it be that Zhao Dutou and Zhang Long rushed in stupidly? They would suffer a big loss. They were fighting hand to hand in the alley. How could the Ma army be their opponents?
Su Jin was so anxious that he whipped the horse's buttocks wildly. The two horses galloped like crazy on the street. The shouts of killing became louder and louder as they got closer. The sound of clashing weapons could already be heard.
Mixed with the screams of injuries, the residents of Sanli Hutong near Beikou were also awakened by the shouts of killing. The timid ones hid in their homes and listened, while the bold ones got up, dressed and went to the street to check.
Su Jin waved his horsewhip and shouted loudly: "Fathers and fellow villagers, please go back to your houses, close the doors and bolt them, and never come out. There are rioters in the city, and the soldiers are suppressing them. Don't move forward if you have no eyesight with your swords, or you will hurt your life."
This is no joke."
When the people heard this, they quickly turned around and ran back. Some people with sharp eyes recognized Su Jin and shouted loudly: "Su Qingtian, where did the mob come from?"
Su Jin shouted: "Don't ask any more questions. Go home quickly. The government will make an announcement tomorrow morning."
Someone shouted: "Su Qingtian, do you want me to help? You can't do this alone."
Su Jin galloped past, leaving a murmur of words: "Thank you very much, but I still don't care about the chaos. It will be the greatest help to Su if you go back and stay."
When everyone thought, it was indeed true. This Special Agent Su was pulling out the tiger's teeth. The fierce bandits were not afraid of these mobs. So they all greeted each other: "Go back, don't cause trouble to Su Qingtian. We will wait and see the notice tomorrow."
"Do you still need to watch? The place where the killing took place was Mr. Feng's residence in Longhumen, three miles from the north entrance. They must be causing trouble."
"Oh, that's a bit tough. Feng Laohu has many men, and they are also tough."
"Don't worry, no matter how ferocious he is, can he be more ferocious than the Bagong Mountain bandits?"
"This...is true. But this Su Qingtian is really smart. Even Feng Laohu dares to touch him. I'm afraid things will change in Yangzhou Mansion."
"..."
Amidst all the chatter, Su Jin and Ma Han had already flown by, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the south end of Sanli Hutong at Beikou. From a distance, they saw dozens of horse soldiers patrolling restlessly outside the alley, but there was no fight.
It seems that there was a fight at the north entrance of the alley.
"Who?" someone shouted.
Su Jin shouted: "Where is Zhao Dutou?"
Zhao Dutou quickly rode up to meet him, cupped his hands and said, "It turns out he is the special envoy."
Su Jin didn't have time to exchange greetings and said: "What's going on? There's a fight at Beikou?"
"The humble official is also wondering, but he doesn't dare to leave without authorization. He just sent two people to check up on the north, but they haven't come back to report yet."
"What are you still asking about? It's obvious that Feng Laohu's thugs are protruding from the north. How many men are there in the north?"
"Brother Zhang Long brought more than seventy people to the north."
Su Jin said anxiously: "It's broken. How can more than 70 people stop it? Are you just watching here?"
Zhao Dutou said aggrievedly: "I want to help despite my humble position, but what if I lead the team to leave and they turn around and rush out from the south?"
Su Jin gritted his teeth and said: "It took two hours for the Song Prefecture's troops to retrieve someone. I don't know what happened. It seems we have to rely on ourselves. Zhao Dutou, please send two cavalry troops out quickly."
Go to Beicheng to urge Magistrate Song, and the rest of you will follow me into the alley."
Zhao Dutou said: "Enter the alley? Isn't this a taboo?"
Su Jindao: "It was a big deal earlier, so what are we afraid of now? They must have concentrated all their forces when they rush out. There should be no ambush. We rush over and apply pressure from the front and back, otherwise Zhang Long's side will not be able to hold on."
Zhao Dutou nodded and said: "Listen to your Majesty."
He turned around and shouted: "Everyone, listen, string your bows and arrows, and a small team of ten people will search and move forward."
Su Jin added: "Everyone dismounts from their horses and walks. If there is resistance, shoot and kill them. This is not the time to be merciful, but the old, weak, women and children in the alley are not allowed to be killed indiscriminately."
Everyone agreed with a roar, dismounted one after another, took out the bows and arrows on their backs, and loaded them with arrows. Mahan led the way, with Su Jin and Zhao following behind him. Three or four archers on both sides protected the flanks, and the ten-man team passed through the fire.