Just when Ximen Qing was thinking about it, Yan Qing, the prodigal son, had already finished making a booklet and recorded all the valuable jewelry: "Brother Ximen, take a look at it when it's all done!"
Ximen Qing took a look at the booklet on which Yan Qing's ink was still wet, and suddenly felt dizzy. Although he had been in this world for a long time, he was still used to looking at things horizontally. He really didn't care about the vertical rows of small regular script.
interest.
"Well, very good!" Ximen Qing pretended to look at it, then threw it back to the prodigal Yan Qing: "I will leave these jewelry to your care, you can do things, I can rest assured!"
Yan Qing was a little surprised. When he was in the Lu Mansion, no matter how good his relationship with his master Lu Junyi was, he could not just leave things worth seven or eight thousand guan to his care, and even hand over the inventory booklet.
for myself.
If the prodigal Yan Qing is really interested, as long as he checks some off the list, the jewelry will belong to Yan Qing.
But the prodigal Yan Qing is the prodigal Yan Qing, and Ximen Qing treats him like this. Naturally, he will not have such thoughts, but instead he will feel that this trust is his responsibility.
"Wait a minute." Ximen Qing seemed to have remembered something: "I see you did a good job with the inventory booklet. There is also a booklet here, which was dug out from a wooden box left by Monk Dayuan of Fahua Temple. Here is the running account.
It seems to have recorded a lot of things, please help me take a look."
As he spoke, Ximen Qing took out a pamphlet from his arms and handed it to Yan Qing.
The prodigal Yan Qing took it and opened it, flipping through a few pages. Sure enough, there were some running accounts, such as how much money he got for sesame oil on a certain day, and how much it cost to renovate the house on a certain day.
"Look inside to see if there is any information related to Zengtou City." When Yan Qing was confused about what to read in a journal, Ximen Qing reminded: "Monk Dayuan's identity is not simple. He is the Imperial City Secretary.
The spies are specially focused on Zengtou City. This pamphlet is on top of the belt, there must be something unusual in it."
The prodigal Yan Qing nodded and flipped through a few more pages. He suddenly noticed something was wrong and immediately pointed it out to Ximen Qing: "Brother Ximen, look, here... and here, although it is the same as before, it looks the same on the surface.
A running account, but there are some small words between the two lines..."
Ximen Qing took a closer look, and sure enough, there were some smaller characters mixed in between the two rows of small characters, and he suddenly felt the urge to curse.
Why do you need so many tricks to record information, a secret room and a box, and write it in such a small font... Master Jueyuan didn't have such a hard time learning the Nine Suns Sutra from the Chinese characters in the Lankavatara Sutra.
!
Well, it's the Northern Song Dynasty now, and Master Jueyuan still doesn't know where the Six Paths of Reincarnation is.
All in all, this kind of small handwriting is absolutely torturous!
"Brother Xiao Yi, copy out all these words for me." Ximen Qing reluctantly handed over the burden to the prodigal Yan Qing: "I have a headache just reading these small words."
Yan Qing nodded and said: "It does look a bit difficult for people with average eyesight, but like Xiao Yi, who has practiced crossbows and trained his eyesight from time to time, the fine print is not a big deal. I'll copy it out for you in the next few days."
"Then we'll have to wait for your manuscript." Ximen Qing shook his head helplessly: "This Zengtou market is not easy either. Elder Zeng's family are all from the Jin Kingdom. They borrowed money here to do business. In fact, they collected the people around Lingzhou.
The information was secretly reported to the Kingdom of Jin."
"Xiao Yi knows how to be attentive." Yan Qing nodded seriously and said, "What Zeng Sheng did at the Fahua Temple is indeed different from the ordinary people of our court. Brother Ximen said this, so we can understand it. That Jin
The country is located in a bitterly cold land in the far north. We did some ginseng business with the Song Dynasty. We usually bought and sold ginseng by the pound and dried it in the sun. The merchants in the Song Dynasty could make a profit of ten times or a hundred times as soon as they changed hands. The Zeng family had been here for several years.
, I’m afraid the profit is not trivial.”
"Otherwise, how could we have so many soldiers and spend a lot of money to hire Shi Wengong as a teacher?" Ximen Qing felt the same way: "I heard there are hundreds of soldiers a year!"
"The Kingdom of Jin has long regarded our people of the Song Dynasty as if they were fat sheep.\\..\\" Yan Qing sighed: "The old master did business with them in the early years. They were still called Jurchens at that time. I understand this deeply.
These words were all told to me by my old master."
"This Lu Junyi is not a good bird who keeps to himself. He probably did some smuggling with the Kingdom of Jin, otherwise he wouldn't have such a big family fortune." Ximen Qing was a little slanderous, but when he saw Yan Qing mentioning Lu Junyi with some feelings, he hurriedly interrupted.
Opened the topic.
"Although the Jin Kingdom is located in the north of the Liao Kingdom, it currently has no direct conflict with our dynasty. It is currently mainly occupying the capital of the Liao Kingdom. However, judging from Zengtou City, the Jin Kingdom's ambitions cannot be ignored."
Wu Song suddenly stopped what he was doing and continued: "Whether it is the Golden Dog or the Liao Dog, they are not good people. If they come to attack our Song Dynasty, I, Wu Song, will kill them all on sight, and I will show no mercy!"
Ximen Qing's heart moved and he asked: "Where did the second brother come from?"
Wu Song hesitated for a moment and said: "To be honest, I was wandering around in the world a few years ago and gained some fame. However, I met a man in Tokyo and was impressed by his martial arts skills and became my master."
"After studying for several years, I have made some progress in martial arts, but I haven't made any progress in other aspects. I ran away secretly and still hang out in the world, so I am ashamed to mention the teacher's name."
"Sure enough, sure enough." Ximen Qing beat a small drum in his heart: "Wu Song did become a teacher in Tokyo. I don't know which one in the army he was. Then he learned the martial arts of killing people, and some military skills.
Knowledge."
"Since the second brother refuses to tell me, I won't ask." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "When we get to Tokyo, the second brother will have the opportunity to visit his teacher. A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime. If you hide and disappear,
I’m afraid it’s not what your master wants to see.”
Wu Song hesitated, and after thinking about it, he lowered his head and sharpened the knife.
Ximen Qing saw that Wu Song didn't want to say more, so he just let it go. He talked to Shi Qian and Yan Qing for a while, and Xiao Tianqing happened to bring a bucket of hot soup to soak everyone's feet to relieve their fatigue. Everyone immediately washed their feet and went their own way.
Rest.
"When I have enough strength, I will fight Zengtou City!"
"What! How is this possible!" Elder Zeng looked at the two craftsmen he sent out in front of him, and his hands couldn't help but trembled: "Did you really see clearly?"
"Both of us have seen it. It's clear under the firelight. It's unmistakable." Na Xizuo replied: "The Liangshan night watch soldiers also discussed it loudly. It's absolutely unmistakable."
"Stay back first! Go and ask two teachers to come see me!" Elder Zeng clenched his fists and squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Call everyone!"
After a while, two teachers, Shi Wengong and Su Ding, and the other three tigers of the Zeng family, Zeng Tu, Zeng Mi, and Zeng Suo, came to the hall one after another after getting the news.
"You called me here. Could it be that there is news from Fahua Temple?" Assistant teacher Su Ding asked: "Zeng Kui and Zeng Sheng are procrastinating. If they want to capture Fahua Temple, they should send someone to report it early...
"
Shi Wengong saw from the side that Elder Zeng Zeng had a somewhat ugly face and his eyes seemed to burst into flames, so he hurriedly pushed Su Ding secretly to tell him to stop talking.
Zeng Tu stepped forward steadily and asked in a low voice: "Father, something happened to the fourth and fifth brothers?"
Zeng Nong seemed to have been out of his body and didn't respond. Zeng Tu asked him several times. Only then did Zeng Nong come back to his senses. He weakly pointed at the two craftsmen: "Tell me what you see and hear."
Lang talks about..."
"The fourth young master and the fifth young master are all..."
One of the craftsmen was hesitant, as if he couldn't bear to say it. Zeng Mi, who was on the side, was so impatient that he stepped forward and picked up the craftsman with his hands and shouted: "I have something to say, you guy is hesitant and makes people listen to you. If you don't say it, believe it or not."
I will kill your tongue and prevent you from speaking for the rest of your life!"
Zeng Tu and Zeng Suo knew that their second son, Zeng Mi, had always had a hot temper, and his subordinates were often whipped, so they hurriedly stepped forward to fight him off. The Xizuo was almost scared to the point of peeing, and could not speak. The other Xizuo helplessly continued: "
The two young masters failed to seize the Fahua Temple and were beheaded by Liangshan. They are now hanging in front of the gate of the Liangshan village for public display."
"Which Liangshan traitor is so bold!" Zeng Mi was furious after hearing this: "You two birdmen, why don't you come back with the head?"
"Second brother!" Zeng Tu advised: "They are just doing meticulous work, and it is their duty to bring the news back. How can they have such ability! Please step aside first and let me ask!"
The eldest brother Zeng Mi was unconvinced and furious: "I'm going to lead my troops and snatch the heads of my two younger brothers back overnight!"
"Don't be reckless!" Shi Wengong on the side stepped forward and shouted: "At present, two people, Zeng Kui and Zeng Sheng, have been killed, and no remnants of the Fahua Temple have been seen returning. There must be 500 people inside. I, Zeng Toushi, am very weak.
There are thousands of people in Liangshan, how many people can you bring to rob the camp? We still need to discuss it carefully!"
"Discuss and discuss! Fahua Temple was also the one you proposed to capture!" Zeng Mi seemed to have remembered something: "You sent hundreds of people there without incident! I think you are a spy in Liangshan!"
"Nonsense!" Zeng Nong stood up abruptly, stepped forward and slapped him unceremoniously: "Stand back!"
Zeng Mi, who was eight feet tall, looked at his father in front of him who was already shorter than him, glared at him, said nothing, and ran out of the hall angrily.
"Father, you... don't need to beat your second brother." Zeng Tu looked at the angry Zeng Nong and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zeng Nong looked up to the sky and sighed, looked at Zeng Tu and Zeng Suo, and then cupped his hands to Shi Wengong and said: "Quinzi was rude and made a mistake and contradicted the teacher. I will apologize for him."
"Erlang also heard the bad news suddenly. Shi will not care." Shi Wengong also knew that Zeng Mi was reckless by nature, so he didn't take it seriously: "The current situation is not good for me, Zengtou, so we need to discuss it carefully."