There are two chapters today, the second chapter will be delivered in the afternoon or evening.
"Your idea won my heart." Lin Lingsu nodded happily: "Then I will leave this matter to you, and the sect's resources are at your disposal."
"Thank you, teacher." Zhang Ruhui saluted and went down to figure it out by himself for a long time. Then he called two or three close Taoists to discuss it and then made a specific plan.
Ximen Qing, who was being plotted against, felt his nose was itchy and had the urge to sneeze, but he rubbed his nose and endured it. The seasons change at the turn of summer, and it is most likely to catch the flu." Ximen Qing secretly wondered whether he should do it.
There are some things to prevent it, but conditions are limited these days, so the only thing I can think of is to put more vinegar in the diet.
At this moment, Ximen Qing was sitting carefree under the tree in the yard. There was a stone table in front of him, and Wu Song was sitting next to him. Opposite him was Lao Zhang, who was known as the oldest among the Imperial City's inspectors. He was arranged to give orders to the two commanders and deputy commanders.
Explain matters related to the Imperial City Division.
When Ximen Qing was about to sneeze, Lao Zhang was explaining the meanings of the various gestures of the Imperial City Secretary.
In the era before time travel, Ximen Qing often saw quick reaction troops and special forces troops making dazzling gestures from film and television works or some documentaries. He did not expect that the gestures used by the Imperial City Division were so complicated.
According to Lao Zhang, there are a total of 108 types of gestures, and the different subtleties represent vastly different meanings.
Seeing Lao Zhang spread his hands and demonstrating various gestures flexibly, as if he was moving like clouds and flowing water, Ximen Qing couldn't help but praise: "Second brother, look at Lao Zhang's hands, which are white and tender, as soft as boneless, even better than Er Niang's.
Your hands still look like women’s?”
Lao Zhang was enjoying the demonstration, making a shape with his hands, like flowers, when he heard Ximen Qinglai's words, and almost locked his fingers. It would have been really embarrassing if he did that.
In order for the hands to make various movements smoothly, a lot of hard work is naturally necessary. In addition, they also have to be soaked in potions to make the hands so soft.
Of course, there are many beneficial ingredients in the potion. After soaking for a long time, it will indeed become whiter and tenderer.
Therefore, in the Imperial City Division, saying that someone else's hands look like a woman's is one of the top three on the list of taboos.
If these words had come from the mouth of another policeman, Lao Zhang would risk his life to seek justice from the other party. But this is the commander who has just taken office. Although he is not concerned about himself, Lao Zhang can only treat him as a commander.
did not hear it.
After listening to Ximen Qing's words, Wu Song touched his chin and thought for a while, "Brother, when you say this, it's true that Er Niang's hands are not so white."
Lao Zhang held back a mouthful of blood and almost didn't spit it out. He quickly stopped the display at hand. If he continued, these two unserious commanders and deputy commanders might not know what to say. Anyway, these more than a hundred movements would not be possible.
I hope you can all remember it, so it won't matter if you don't demonstrate as much.
Seeing Lao Zhang deliberately retracting his hands into his sleeves, Ximen Qing's face was full of disappointment. Lao Zhang is fifty years old and his hands are more flexible than a peacock dancer. If he can be trained to do a few magic tricks, it will be easy for Lao Zhang.
Zhang didn't seem to appreciate Ximen Qing's "praise" just now.
Of course, Ximen Qing would not let it go, but asked Lao Zhang: "Is this the end of the demonstration?"
"The whole set is done." Lao Zhang coughed lightly, intending to fool him: "Have the two commanders seen clearly?"
Ximen Qing naturally knew in his heart that he had not finished demonstrating this set of 108 gestures. He smiled and stretched out the three fingers of his left hand to make two gestures, and asked: "Old Zhang, what gesture is this?"
"You can't afford to be called that by an adult." Before Lao Zhang could finish his words, he saw Ximen Qing's gesture, and his face suddenly changed slightly: "My lord, this is"
I saw this gesture from Monk Dayuan at Fahua Temple. To be precise, Hua Rong made it when he came to Fahua Temple.
According to Ximen Qing's opinion, this gesture must be one of the gestures commonly used by the Imperial City Division to indicate one's identity and ask for assistance, but judging from Lao Zhang's reaction, it is not the case at all.
"has a problem!"
This thought quickly flashed through Ximen Qing's mind.
After all, he was a veteran Chazi from the Imperial City Division. Lao Zhang raised his hands slightly and covered his face with his sleeves, as if wiping his sweat.
When the sleeves were put down, Lao Zhang's face had returned to the calmness it had when he first arrived, as if he had never seen that gesture before.
"Imperial City Secretary doesn't have this gesture"
Before Lao Zhang could finish what he was trying to cover up, he was interrupted by Ximen Qing banging the table.
"Nonsense!" Ximen Qing stared at Lao Zhang's face that looked like a mountain collapse but his expression remained unchanged, and said word by word: "Not only have you seen this gesture, but you also know what it means, right?"
Wu Song coughed and seemed to want to stand up and walk around after sitting for a long time, but within two steps he cut off Lao Zhang's escape route.
"Two adults, what do you mean by this?" Seeing this posture, Lao Zhang dared to sit still. Just as he was about to stand up, Wu Song reached out from behind and pressed his shoulders with two big hands.
Feeling Wu Song's power, Lao Zhang was a little dumbfounded: "Two adults, there is no need for such villains to just say whatever they want."
"Then just tell me and listen." Ximen Qing played with the thunder stone and squinted at Lao Zhang, who was sweating on his forehead: "Don't worry, what you say won't be heard again if it reaches our ears.
go out."
Wu Song loosened his hands, and Lao Zhang felt that two big rocks were removed from his shoulders. He thought for a while and said: "This kind of gesture is not among the 108 types of the Imperial City Division, but I have been in the Imperial City Division for a long time.
, I still recognize that this kind of gesture is generally used by brothers on the periphery, and represents key figures."
"Key person?" Ximen Qing looked at Lao Zhang thoughtfully: "You mean this gesture represents a certain person? Not a specific person?"
Lao Zhang nodded and said, "Yes, but this person is a key figure in a certain plan. As long as someone makes this gesture, it means that he was sent by that key figure."
"Then why are you panicking?" Ximen Qing smiled softly: "Old Zhang, I think you still haven't told the truth."
As soon as Ximen Qing said these words, Lao Zhang suddenly felt Wu Song's hands pressing down again. He gritted his teeth helplessly and said: "This matter should not be known to the villain, but the villain overheard the recent incident."
"Hahahaha." Ximen Qing burst out laughing: "Isn't it Tan Goudang and Commander Bai who did it? Do you think I don't know?"
Lao Zhang smiled bitterly and said: "It turns out that the adults know everything and are here to entertain the villains."
Regarding Song Jiang, Ximen Qing had learned part of it from Qian Gui earlier, and this time it was confirmed by Lao Zhang. Ximen Qing secretly sneered: "Tan Goudang did a good job in this game. If Song Jiang hadn't been too greedy,
The huge Liangshan is really beyond his control right now, but it is in my brother's hands."
"What do you think of Commander Bai?" Ximen Qing suddenly changed the topic and asked straight to the point.
"Your Excellency, of course, you know the two major factions within the Imperial City Division." Seeing that Ximen Qing knew everything, Lao Zhang simply told him everything he knew: "The two gangsters have always had some disagreements, and they both secretly exerted their influence. There are also two commanders under Tan Goudang.
Envoy, the other one is just fine, but this Commander Bai is a strange person, Tan is doing tricks, and Commander Bai is probably the one who comes up with the idea behind the scenes."
"Commander Bai is usually mysterious and his whereabouts are uncertain. He seems to have gone to Jiangzhou some time ago." Lao Zhang thought for a while and said, "I have been in the Imperial City for a long time, and the brothers on both sides know each other.
Then I heard some rumors."
Ximen Qing nodded slightly, ordered Wu Song to take out something from the house, put it in front of Lao Zhang and said, "Do you recognize the things recorded here?"
What was placed in front of Lao Zhang was naturally excerpted by the prodigal Yan Qing from the pamphlet found among the relics of Monk Dayuan. The following pages were filled with incomprehensible records.
Lao Zhang bravely flipped through it, and found that those in front were all anecdotes. Lao Zhang glanced at them and was secretly shocked.
"Where did the things here come from? Why are there secret transactions with merchants from the Kingdom of Jin?"
As the saying goes: Only fools live longer.
The more you know, the more dangerous it is.
This is what Lao Zhang keeps in mind all the time. He didn't expect to come into contact with this kind of thing today. Lao Zhang was complaining in his heart as he looked through it.
"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, I think you have had enough."
"Look from here." Ximen Qing stretched out his hand and pointed out the target for Lao Zhang.
Lao Zhang followed his words and turned to that place, his expression changed and he said: "This is a cipher text."
"Can you figure it out?" Ximen Qing asked: "Don't ask where this thing was copied from. The less you know about such things, the better."
"Yes, yes." Lao Zhang couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead: "I just pretend I didn't see you."
Ximen Qing seemed to nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. How can you decipher this cipher text?"
"This kind of cipher text is a substitution method." Lao Zhang swallowed his mouth and said: "Use two books as templates. Write something first, find the position of each word in the first book, and then put it in the second book.
Copy the words in the corresponding positions and it becomes cipher text."
"The advantage of this kind of cipher text is that if you don't know what the two books are, no matter how capable you are, you won't be able to guess it." Lao Zhang continued: "Even if you can get one of the books, you still won't know which one to get.
Is the book I received the same one? What’s more, the two books are replaced every year.”
"It's so troublesome!" Ximen Qing took a breath, admiring the 900-year-old secrecy method. Who created this kind of cipher text? It's obviously disgusting!
"So what are the names of these two books now?" Ximen Qing asked with a frown.
Thinking of today's vertically arranged books, it would be a lot of work to decipher each translation.
Hearing Ximen Qing ask this, Lao Zhang suddenly felt a sense of pride on his face: "Actually, these two books are not available in the market."