Chapter 230 When the fake becomes the real, the real is also fake
In the faint morning mist, the dawn breaks slightly.
The stone pavement on the ground was soaked by the fog of this night. Now, it reflects the melting light in the morning light.
Because it was early in the morning and it was in front of Fuyin Yamen, there were few pedestrians.
Several servants in green clothes and hats held brooms and yawned while sweeping the dead branches and leaves on the ground.
At this time, a servant raised his hand and looked towards the place where the morning light was shining. He put up an awning with his hand and looked there.
Gradually, two figures appeared in the gentle mist.
One scholar, one warrior.
The two walked side by side, talking and laughing.
That martial artist is really an ungrateful person!
In this great Zhou Dynasty, literati had a very high status. Moreover, looking at the scholar's dress, he seemed to be a man of great fame. The martial artist actually dared to walk side by side with the literati. Although his expression was respectful, his behavior was
Not respectful.
The servant curled his lips and continued to sweep the floor with his head down.
"This little brother!"
The martial artist walked in, clasped his fists and said to the servant.
"What's going on!" The servant raised his head and saw the warrior's face clearly.
This man has a face with a Chinese character, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and eyes like lightning. His temples are raised high, his shoulders are strong, and his steps are steady. He actually has a lot of skills in him, and he looks like a good man.
After saying something to the martial artist, the servant stuck his head out and looked behind him, where the scholar who was standing there quietly looking at the government office was looking.
Hmm, looks very familiar!
After the servant glanced at it, he was about to turn around and talk to the warrior.
Suddenly, I remembered who the scholar was.
"Lu, Xianggong Lu?" The servant looked at the scholar with an indifferent expression in disbelief and stammered.
"Oh, brother, do you know me?" Lu Heng was slightly surprised, looked at the servant in green clothes and hat, and asked.
"I know you, I know you," the servant nodded quickly and said with a smile: "In the past, when Lord Hong was here, I have met the young master!"
"Oh, that's it!" Lu Heng nodded, cupped his fists and said to the servant: "Hello, little brother!"
Seeing that Mr. Lu was still as friendly as ever, the servant immediately let go of his nervousness and restraint and started chatting with Lu Heng in a familiar manner.
"Master Lu, you must be careful!" the servant lowered his voice and whispered to Lu Heng.
"Oh?" Lu Heng's eyes flashed and he asked with a smile: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"
The servant glanced around secretly, and then said: "I heard from people in the house that this man named Wei is not a good person. He seems to have said bad things about you!"
"Thank you for reminding me, little brother! I can't thank you enough, Lu!" Lu Heng smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said to the servant.
"That's not all!" The servant hurriedly said to Lu Heng: "There have been a lot of strange people in the mansion recently. I heard from other people that they were invited by Master Fu Yin to deal with you, young master!"
weirdo?
After Lu Heng thought for a while, he looked at the servant and asked, "What kind of people are they? Can you tell me?"
As he said this, Lu Heng winked at Agui. Agui understood, stepped forward, took out a silver ingot, and secretly gave it to the servant.
The servant took the silver ingot and smiled happily.
He coughed, recalled hard, and said to himself: "We can't understand what those people said! Moreover, none of them are high-ranking!"
The servant raised his hand and made a gesture in front of his forehead. After thinking about it, he nodded affirmatively and said, "Well, it's just that high!"
Don't you understand what you're saying?
Lu Heng was slightly confused.
It is said that the servants in charge of the gatekeepers in a mansion are smart people with broad vision and extensive knowledge. Although they do not understand the general southern accent and northern accent, they at least understand the general meaning. Now, what these people say, this servant actually
I can't understand a word.
This is a little strange!
Is it possible that they are not from Dazhou?
Could it be that they are Turks?
No, Turkic people are generally tall and tall, and they are extremely strong. Looking at the height that the little brother just made, it is definitely not what Turkic people should have.
So, who are they?
Where does it come from?
Lu Heng's eyes flashed slightly, and he thought about it carefully, but still couldn't figure it out.
At this time, the door of the government office had been opened. Several government officials, yawning and arranging their clothes, walked out of it.
"Master Lu, the villain has gone back!" After seeing the Yamen servant come out, the servant who was talking to Lu Heng suddenly started up, bowed his hands and apologized, then ran back with the broom on his shoulders.
"Master, after listening to what the servant said, Agui feels that these people look like Fusang people!" After thinking for a while, Agui came up and lowered his voice and said to Lu Heng.
"Fuso?" Lu Heng was slightly surprised when he heard this name.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, Lu Heng suddenly realized.
"You mean, ***, oh no, Japanese?"
"Agui is not sure, but if Agui's prediction is correct, it should be them!" After thinking for a while, Agui said in a deep voice, cupping his fists.
Oh, *** people!
It’s really nonsensical!
It seems that since the Tang Dynasty, no matter which dynasty there are, there are traces of Japanese people. Moreover, they are always traces of people who are causing harm to the people of the country.
Lu Heng stood there, looking at the golden plaque of the government office, and couldn't help but laugh.
If we say that because of political struggles, there are many tricks, and even people's lives are framed. It makes sense. After all, everyone knows and understands the cruelty of political struggles.
However, in order to win the political struggle, they collude with foreigners and seek glory.
Then it’s time to die!
No one in any country, at any time, will accept such a thing.
Lu Heng looked at the empty government office, sneered in his heart, and his expression became complicated.
After submitting the invitation, the yamen officer quickly passed it in.
Not long after, a meaty butler came out.
This person...
When Lu Heng saw the butler, his eyes suddenly shrank and he narrowed his eyes. Looking at the plump butler, the suspicion in his heart became even stronger!
It’s so similar!
When he saw the butler holding his belly in his hands and buying over the high threshold, Lu Heng was already sure who this person was!
When the housekeeper walked out of the door and saw Lu Heng standing there, he couldn't help but be startled.
Then, seeing the scholar's half-smiling expression, the housekeeper picked up the book and touched something on his face, and he suddenly understood.
Damn, I was recognized!
Just recognize it if you recognize it, sooner or later the secret will be revealed anyway!
The butler stopped, stood at the door, and blinked at Lu Heng very understandingly. Seeing that the other party quickly recovered his expression, the butler coughed, assumed a arrogant attitude, and glanced at Lu Heng with a arrogant look.
Later: "That man wants to visit Mr. Fu Yin!"
Haha, good acting!
Seeing such a superb performance by this fat man, Lu Heng secretly praised in his heart, walked forward, slightly cupped his hands and said: "I'm Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng, pay a visit to Mr. Fu Yin! I hope the housekeeper will inform you!"
"Oh, it's you!" the butler responded in a pretentious manner, glanced at Lu Heng arrogantly, then rolled off his sleeves and said, "Follow me!"
Entering the mansion, you will see winding covered bridges, beautiful lakes and mountains, and among the pavilions and pavilions, the scenery of a Jiangnan water town emerges vividly.
When he reached a deserted place, the housekeeper stopped. After taking a look around, he turned around, cupped his fists and said to Lu Heng, "I've met the Grand Tutor before!"
"Hey, Manager Fang, long time no see!" Lu Heng crossed his arms, looked at the fat man in disguise, and said with a smile.
"Ha, I knew I would be recognized by the young master!" Manager Fang sighed in frustration, then raised his hand and pulled the things off his face. After revealing his true face, he put it on again.
"Young Master, hehe, you have such good eyesight!" Manager Fang smiled, extended his thumb and praised: "Even His Majesty didn't notice such an outfit! I wonder how the Young Master discovered the flaw?"
Lu Heng smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "Manager Fang looks up to Lu. In fact, Lu didn't see the flaw in your mask. It was just from your trademark fat!
"
Lu Heng said, pointing at Mr. Fang's fat belly and said with a smile.
"Is it because of this?" Manager Fang looked at Lu Heng and blinked, with a look of disbelief on his face. He lowered his head, um, and looked down hard. But he found that he couldn't see his toes at all.
Damn, no wonder. I guess I am the only one in the world with this kind of belly!
He stretched out his hand to hold his round belly, and pressed it back hard, but found that it was of no avail. In the end, Manager Fang had to give up, and said with a helpless smile: "I didn't expect to be here.
A flaw has been exposed!"
"Sir, can you do me a favor!" Manager Fang let go for the time being and said to Lu Heng with his fists clasped.
"Don't worry, I don't know who you are! We've never met before!" Seeing the pleading look in the fat man's eyes, Lu Heng didn't know what he wanted to say.
As an agent, the biggest fear is to be recognized! Once recognized, he will die without a burial place, and more importantly, the responsibilities he shoulders will be leaked.
"Well, thank you for your humble position, sir!" Manager Fang said gratefully to Lu Heng,
"By the way, Master, you must be careful of those Japanese people!" Manager Fang suddenly remembered something and said to Lu Heng.
Lu Heng had just heard this from the servant. However, when the servant talked about it, he was just guessing without any real evidence. But now, Manager Fang's status is extraordinary, so what he said should be true.
"Wei Fuyin has already established a relationship with the Japanese people. He is planning to steal our great Zhou Jiangnan. Moreover, Wei Fuyin has asked the Japanese generals, Sasaki, to deploy experts to put the young master to death!" Manager Fang lowered his voice,
Said to Lu Heng.
Lu Heng was surprised when he heard the news.
It's not because of the matter itself, but because of the accuracy of the previous servant's guess.
Just by virtue of having a few more people in the house, rumors can spread that someone is unfavorable to him. And there are people who are honest and accurate.
Oh, the eyes of the people are indeed sharp!
Lu Heng touched his chin and said with a smile in his heart.