The tavern has a very interesting name: take one step and take three steps.
Such a name, on the one hand, means that the wine in the tavern is fragrant and strong. People who come out of this tavern, no matter whether they drink too much or too little, always look like they are shaking one step at a time. Secondly, it also means that the tavern is naturally It's of good quality and cheap. Anyone who passes by can't help but come back in the end to taste the fine wine.
However, tonight, the diners in this tavern cannot recall their interest in tasting fine wine.
In their hearts, there is nothing but fear.
"Everyone, don't stop. This Jiannan Shaojiu is a major specialty of Chengdu. Now, in addition to His Majesty being able to taste this pure wine, only you can have this good taste!" Zhang Wenshan stretched out his hand and picked it up with chopsticks. He picked up a piece of green vegetables, chewed it for a while, then picked up a small wine and took a sip of it happily. He raised his head and saw these powerful families who usually showed off their power in Chengdu Mansion, now sitting in front of him, trembling all over. It was amazing. Even the drink in my hand was spilled all over my body because my palms were shaking too much.
Zhang Wenshan frowned, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. After putting down the wine glass, he glanced at these people coldly. He smiled slightly, looked at them and said, "Could it be that Jiannan, which I have worked so hard to obtain, Burning spring is not to your liking? Huh?"
As soon as these words came out, the little heat left in the tavern was immediately replaced by a biting chill.
The heads of powerful families who were doing this couldn't help but tremble all over. They quickly picked up the big bowls in their hands, raised their heads, and drank the remaining less than half of the bowl of strong liquor in one gulp.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Zhang Wenshan's face. He stroked his beard, nodded, and smiled.
Tonight was the day he and Lu Heng had planned to close the net. In order to do things better, Zhang Wenshan used his status as the magistrate to "invite" the heads of these powerful families to come here to talk.
Nowadays, most of the powerful families present were named by Zhang Wenshan and approved by the emperor to go to Taiyuan to guard the border.
In other words, these people are the people Zhang Wenshan wants to deal with.
They have been entrenched in Chengdu Prefecture for several generations, bullying men and women, taking plunder and plunder, and have caused countless people to have their families broken into pieces and their families to die. Their families have been separated from their families. They have committed numerous crimes, even if they are killed on the spot, they will not be able to pay back their debts. Pass.
However, God is kind enough to give them a way to survive. This can also demonstrate His Majesty's benevolent heart.
Ahem, there is also the kindness of Lord Zhizhou.
Thinking of the day when Lu Heng said these shameless words with a compassionate look on his face, Zhang Wenshan's face still felt as hot as fire.
Ahem, that’s so shameless!
If you ask people to guard the border, you might as well give them a happy life. It's a long way from Yizhou to Taiyuan. On the way, more than half of these people were probably killed or injured.
It is estimated that those who can reach Taiyuan Mansion alive in the end are only two out of ten.
This method of killing people with soft knives is really extremely dangerous.
However, although it is very dangerous, hehe, it is indeed very effective.
No, it was just a matter of sitting here for a while. The people at these two tables, including ordinary people, decided to go to Taiyuan.
The remaining people who are ready to fight to the end, haha. Of course Zhang Wenshan knows, why do they dare to fight against the official?
However, Yongzheng said well, my territory is mine. The governor of Yizhou is now Zhang Wenshan, not An Peng.
This is enough!
Just when the heads of the powerful families were sullenly staring at Lord Zhizhou, suppressing the anger in their hearts, the door of the tavern opened with a creak.
A strong man with a bow and arrow on his back and a golden sword strode in.
Seeing this man, with a strong body and lightning-like eyes, he seemed to have the aura of a tiger descending from the mountain. Many of the guests who were there suddenly shuddered in their hearts and secretly praised the good man.
After the strong man walked in, he first glanced at the family heads who were working. After finding that nothing was abnormal, he moved away and stood aside.
After he opened the door, a thin but handsome scholar walked in slowly with a kind smile on his face.
"Haha, Yongzheng, you are finally here!" In the shocked eyes of many family heads, Lord Zhizhou actually stood up to greet the scholar in person.
Who is this person? Is he worthy of being greeted personally by Mr. Zhizhou?
Many family heads looked at each other with surprised expressions, and asked in low voices.
Among these heads of the family, the head of the Chen family suddenly changed his face when he saw the scholar walking into the tavern. His body shook violently, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he stared blankly.
This scholar felt extremely uneasy in his heart.
Isn't he dead?
The head of the Chen family's eyes were full of sinister eyes as he stared at the scholar who was holding his fists and joking with Master Zhizhou. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Duan Yi, the sick man, is the warrior that Mr. An relies on most. He will never miss. So, is this scholar a human or a ghost?
The head of the Chen family stared at the scholar, feeling more and more uneasy. Thinking of tonight, Lord Zhizhou happened to invite him and other heads to come and talk about guarding the border. The head of the Chen family felt more and more that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.
.
And, at this time...
He raised his head and glanced at the waiters who had stayed up all night but were still in high spirits.
The head of the Chen family suddenly understood something!
This trap is too deep, I probably won’t be able to climb out!
The head of the Chen family was shocked. He secretly moved his chair and relaxed his numb legs. He turned his head and glanced at the door. He found that there was only that man guarding the door. The head of the Chen family felt certain in his heart and bent down.
, stretched out his hand to lift up his gown, and rubbed a small back tui.
"Everyone, this is my best friend, Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng!" Just when the head of the Chen family was feeling uneasy, Zhang Wenshan had already stood up and introduced him to the other heads of the family. This person has an extraordinary identity.
scholar.
"Hello, Mr. Lu, I have admired you for a long time!" The heads of the family hurriedly raised their hands and, whether they knew it or not, laughed along with them and said "I admire you for a long time."
Seeing the hypocritical smiles of these people, Lu Heng didn't care at all. He just smiled, clasped his fists at these people, and nodded. When he saw the head of the Chen family in the crowd, Lu Heng's eyes seemed to be
She paused inadvertently on him for a moment, then smiled at him, bowed her hands, and then continued to greet the others.
But Lu Heng's seemingly random action made the head of the Chen family feel trembling.
After that, the banquet officially began!
After Zhang Wenshan said something to the waiters, the waiters, who were tall, strong and obviously possessed of special skills, began to carry wooden trays and serve food to each table.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the heads of the house not only did not drink soju, but relaxed a little. As time went by, the atmosphere inside and outside the tavern became more and more tense. These people who are usually very impressive
The house owners in front of them were even more restless. Some people had begun to raise their sleeves and secretly wiped the slight drops of sweat on their foreheads.
In the tavern, an old luthier with gray hair and shabby clothes was sitting next to the counter. There were various musical instruments beside him, including pipa and flute. However, as a performer, the old man was not quite up to par.
His expression was a little unnatural, as if he was in a panic. Occasionally he would raise his head and secretly glance at these people, then hurriedly lower his head and continue playing the piano.
The current song is of mountains and flowing water. The smooth and elegant melody carries the ancient charm condensed over thousands of years. It makes people intoxicated by listening to it. However, this song praises the intimacy between two friends. It seems that,
Hmm, it doesn’t seem to fit in with today’s atmosphere.
Just look at the uneasy heads of the aristocratic families and you will know that they did not hear a single note of such a beautiful piano sound.
Lu Heng put down the wine cup, took a look and sat down. The heads of the powerful families who were trying to calm down took a look, smiled slightly, and shook their heads.
Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, I saw this scholar. After thinking about it, he asked the waiter to bring him pens, inks, paper and inkstones. After the waiter spread these things on the table, the scholar took the brush and greeted the waiter very politely.
He smiled. Then he lowered his head, held the brush in hand, and began to splash ink on the slightly yellowed rice paper.
After a few short breaths, the scholar stopped the brush in his hand and sighed with some regret: "Oh, I can't remember everything!"
He smacked his lips and said regretfully: "It would be better if I had an MP5 player or an iPad!"
Although there was something funny in the words, no one in the household could laugh. Everyone focused on the piece of paper, wanting to see what was written on the paper that made the scholar look regretful.
Object?
"Oh, it's a tune!" As if he knew what they were thinking, the scholar held the paper with both hands, picked it up, blew on the ink on the paper, turned his head, smiled, raised his neck at the targets, and secretly
The looking house owners smiled slightly and handed the paper with the tune written on it to the waiter beside them.
Well,……
song?
The owners of the house suddenly had black lines in their heads!
The waiter held the rice paper respectfully, walked to the counter, placed it in front of the old luthier, and whispered something to the old luthier. Then when he saw the old luthier who was still uneasy just now, he suddenly had a look of surprise on his face.
The waiter turned around, clasped his fists and saluted the scholar. Then he turned around and nodded to the old violinist.
After the old violinist confirmed which scholar composed the music, he immediately stood up. After tidying up his wrinkled clothes, he bowed respectfully to the scholar.
Then, the old luthier sat down and put the guqin aside. After taking the pipa beside him, he adjusted the strings and pressed the surface of the qin with both hands.
when……
Amid everyone's complex expectations, a sonorous and powerful crackling sound suddenly sounded.
It was like the sound of the army's drumming before the war, which made people feel at ease. The sonorous and powerful sound of the pipa shook people's hearts in this deathly silent tavern.
As the crackling sound became more and more rapid, the faces of these house owners became more and more uneasy.
Under the calm eyes of Master Zhizhou and the scholar, those who were originally in a state of confusion and did not know how to make a decision gritted their teeth amidst the mysterious and strange sound of the piano, and finally stood up and walked to
In front of the fake counting house, registration started.
After seeing this, the scholar's face was still so calm. It was as if he hadn't seen the family heads who were actively registering in front of him. He was holding the teacup in one hand and gently tapping the table with the other. His body was leaning lazily on the chair.
Up, head raised, eyes slightly closed, as if immersed in the wonderful sound of the piano.
Occasionally he would lower his head, open his eyes, take a look at the head of the Chen family who was still sitting still, and a few people around him, then smile faintly, pick up the tea cup, take a sip of fragrant tea, and continue to enjoy the original juice.
Original piano sound.
"What's the name of this piece?" Beside him, Zhang Wenshan stroked his beard and asked curiously, looking at the scholar next to him with a hint of surprise on his face.
After hearing this, Lu Heng opened his eyes and smiled lightly, with a hint of joking in his eyes. He glanced at the pale-faced head of the Chen family. He shook his head slightly, turned around, and said to Zhang Wenshan: "Ambush from all sides!"
"...
In the tavern, the atmosphere was still depressing. "That's it!" Zhang Wenshan glanced at the hourglass beside him and saw that there was not much sand left in the hourglass. After thinking about it, he said to Lu Heng beside him.
"Well, that's almost it!" Lu Heng nodded slightly and replied.
"Are you coming?" Zhang Wenshan thought for a moment, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and said to Lu Heng with a smile.
"No, let's talk about it. In fact, Ting is a wicked person, and you are the right person to come!" Lu Heng winked at Zhang Wenshan, smiled, and said something that could make people faint from anger.
"Uh..., you better do it!" Zhang Wenshan shook his head without giving up, as if he was giving in to something. I don't know, but I really thought this old man had a noble character.
Lu Heng coughed, put down the teacup, glanced at Zhang Wenshan, shook his head and said, "I am a senior official than you, old man, you must obey orders and follow orders!"
Zhang Wenshan: "..."
What did these two people say?
Listening to the scholar and Lord Zhizhou pushing and shoving, the heads of the household who were doing this were not only in panic all day long, but also more suspicious. They looked at these two people with confusion, and they really couldn't figure it out.
What are these two people talking about?
And in the crowd, perhaps except for the Chen family and several family heads who participated in the assassination of Lu Heng, no one really knew what these two people were talking about.
Hey, the official rank is overwhelming!
Zhang Wenshan shamelessly despised Lu Heng in his heart, and then he put down the tea cup in his hand, turned around, glanced at the heads of the houses with different looks, and then stopped at the head of the Chen family.