Arranged the matter at Shenlong Villa, a group of ten people took four carriages to leave Yushan at the quiet dawn and headed for Tianshan thousands of miles away.
Butler Tong accompanied Xiao Zhao, went to Tongcheng to worship his parents-in-law and returned to Yushan.
Fang Xuejian was somewhat self-aware, and learned from the lessons that he almost got into trouble last time. Before leaving, he humbly asked Lao Ma about various skills for driving a car. He went through many personal practices along the way, and finally integrated the technology of driving a car before the third day sunset. He used a whip to control the running direction of the horse, speed and coordination. During the twists of his wrist, he also understood a lot of tips on using the Dragon Whip Method.
The group detoured westward, and the carriages passed by Raozhou, Yìyang and Guixi, and rested in Yingtan that night.
Yingtan was named after the Tang Dynasty. It was just a small town at that time and belonged to Guixi County under Raozhou Prefecture.
Yingtan has always been a saying that it connects Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the east, Ou and Fujian in the south, blocks the throat of Po water, and blocks the gateway of Xinjiang (the version of "Raozhou Prefecture Chronicle" in the year of Renshen), and is also adjacent to the Taoist holy land of Longhu Mountain. It has a very important geographical location, with endless tourists on the road, trade and humanities development much more prosperous than ordinary prefectures and counties.
"Guangxin Mansion Chronicle" records: More than 300 merchants and civilians are in the hustle and bustle of trade in all directions, with praises of boats passing by and lights around the bank.
Xiangshan Inn comes three times in front and behind, with a total of more than 60 rooms, and is both food and accommodation. It is the most decent place to stay in the town.
Manager Min brought 20,000 taels of silver for this trip. Her waist was already thick, and she wrapped it up with tens of thousands of silver coins, making her even more like a crab.
She is versatile and doesn't have to save money for the villa. She can't get along with everyone. She has a single-door backyard for Fang Xuejian's threesomes, and the rest of the people have a room for each one.
When Chuheji broke the melon, the foreplay was very thorough, and Fang Xuejian's movements were relatively gentle. After two days of rest, he could walk slowly.
After a short rest, Fang Xuejian took Chu He and Xiao Zhao to the inn lobby for dinner.
Half of the sun remains on the horizon, and there are not many people eating in the lobby. He turned his eyes and saw that the people in the villa were waiting in the corner facing the window, and he smiled apologetically
Lao Ma and four grooms sat at the same table, butler Tong and General Manager Min sat at another table. Four or five cold dishes, cold noodles, braised phoenix pine nuts and sauce beef, etc., the bowls and chopsticks were all in place, and the hot dishes had not yet come.
The seven people stood up together when they saw the owner of the house coming.
Fang Xuejian hurriedly signaled everyone not to be polite, holding Chu He and Xiao Zhao's hands with a smile, and sat down with the two housekeepers.
He picked up a peach-shaped wine bottle on the table, pulled out the plug and smelled it. He smelled it. He turned around and saw a guy standing not far behind him, about twenty years old, as dark and thin as an old monkey with hair fading, but his eyes were staring at Chu He's beautiful face without moving.
Fang Xuejian was amused in his heart, shook his palm at him, and said with a smile: Brother, what kind of wine is this?
The guy was fascinated by the sight. After a while, he came to his senses. In an instant, he squeezed a very flattering smile on his face, but his eyes dodged, and he was a little embarrassed. He grabbed him by a few steps and said with a smile: If you say he is a local macaque fruit wine, it is prepared according to the ancient recipe. The wine tastes clear and fragrant. You can't eat this kind of good wine in other places.
Chuhe picked up a piece of beef and chewed it slowly. He looked up at him, then suddenly smiled and said: You look so similar to a monkey, do you often drink this kind of macaque fruit wine?
Everyone at the table laughed. Fang Xuejian could not think that Chu He would tell jokes all the time. Although he seemed a little mean, the first joke could tell this level and his potential should not be underestimated. He liked it in his heart, and gave her a thumbs up at her and said to the blushing guy: Take two bottles of this kind of fruit wine and two roast chickens to the table for the five masters. What men can't stand the most is that they are half hungry and not full.
The guy didn't dare to look at Chuhe again, bent down and smiled: There are roasted chickens everywhere in the world. There is a 'sand-boiled chestnut chicken' in our store, but only Yingtan is there. Should the guest try it?
Therefore, according to old people, Zhang Tianshi, the 25th generation of Longhu Mountain, visited one day. The chef at home made a family dinner for them. He put a castle chicken given to Tianshi by the locals into a sand bowl in a traditional cooking method and burned it on low heat.
The chef left the kitchen for something, and a child from the Tianshi Mansion who was eating chestnuts took the opportunity to secretly throw a handful of chestnuts into a sand bowl.
The kitchen did not notice it, and the castrated chicken was cooked on the table after it was put on.
The master of the day lifted the cover of the bowl, and the fragrance was swelling. The golden and bright eyes were in front of him. The guest was surprised. After tasting it, the guest praised the chef's skills of the chef!
From then on, another delicious dish was added to the Tianshi's family banquet, and the sand bowl chestnut chicken slowly spread and became the special dish of Yingtan
After listening to his introduction, Fang Xuejian suddenly became interested and asked him to send two more servings, one serving per table, and enjoy the meal.
The guy nodded and bowed. The chef was moving quickly. The price of hot dishes was rising. In addition to some ordinary dishes such as red oil cubes, pine fried fish rolls and stewed Sibao, some of them, such as Shangqing tofu, Yujiang noodles and Guixi nai, are local specialties. After tasting them, they have a unique flavor.
A group of people were having a good meal. When they were having a happy meal, they suddenly heard a rapid sound of horse hooves from afar. From far to near, a fast horse was speeding from the other side of the long street. The sound of hooves gradually became refreshing. Suddenly, a long neighing stopped at the entrance of the inn
Fang Xuejian was soaked in his mouth that he was holding a chicken wing in his mouth. He looked up and saw a burly and strong man strode in, holding a little girl's hand in his left hand. His reddish-brown face was mixed with beard. He couldn't tell how old he was. His face looked haggard and thin, but his eyes were so powerful that he was the man he met on the floating bridge that day.
The man glanced at the whole house, his sharp eyes stopped on Fang Xuejian and Xiao Zhao's faces. A muscle on his left cheek twitched, and then sat at the table near the door, carrying the little girl to the same bench and facing the door, as if she was guarding against something.
The guy trotted over, wiping diligently on the table with a rag, while smiling and greeting the guests with something to eat
Xiao Zhao recognized the man, looked at Fang Xuejian, smiled sweetly, and blinked at him mischievously
Fang Xuejian knew that he was making fun of himself, so he reached out to pinch her Fengyun's thigh, turned his ear and listened to the movement over there, and vaguely heard the man say: Three big steamed buns, two bowls of noodle soup... He couldn't help but shake his head. He was so arrogant when he came in, but he didn't know that he had only eaten something worth five cents. Wasn't that intentionally ruining people?
Sure enough, the guy immediately changed his color, asked again, put away the rag in disappointment, turned his head and spit, muttering something, wondering if he was raping the man's grandmother or molesting the man's grandmother?
Fang Xuejian stood up and stopped the guy, whispered a few words in his ear. The guy nodded repeatedly and went with a smile on his face.
After a while, two bottles of macaque fruit wine and eight exquisite side dishes were placed on the strong man's table.
The strong man looked at the guy in a cold face, until he put two white porcelain bowls made in Jingdezhen in front of him and the little girl, then he suddenly reached out, grabbed the guy's wrist, and said in a deep voice: What I want are three steamed buns and two bowls of noodle soup. Not these things, are there any problems with your ears?
The guy grinned in pain, and said, "Oh, hey, hey, wailed repeatedly, and shouted: This guest official, let go, twist your wrist bones and break. These wine and food were sent by an old man over there, and they have nothing to do with me.
The corner of your mouth gradually turns toward Fang Xue
The strong man slowly let go of the guy's palm and suddenly turned around. Fang Xuejian smiled at him, picked up the wine glass and made a toast position.
The expression on the strong man's face was as hard as if it was carved on a piece of granite. Without even blinking his eyelashes, he slowly turned his head with a messy hair and said to the guy: Three steamed buns, two bowls of noodle soup!
That guy had never seen such a stubborn person in his life. His mouth was so wide that he seemed to have swallowed seven or eight eggs. He was swept by the strong man's sharp eyes like a sharp blade. He immediately woke up and nodded and retreated.
Fang Xuejian heard the man's words and almost choked out a sip of wine in his throat. His face turned red and his face was a little unhooked. Suddenly, there was a sudden pain on his thigh, but Xiao Zhao took advantage of the situation and twisted it.
Fang Xuejian's principle is that it doesn't matter if he is defeated, but it's important not to be defeated in front of the beauty. When he turned around and saw the teasing eyes in Xiao Zhao's beautiful eyes, he felt a heat surge on his forehead, and he wished he could pick up the chair, throw the plate to the ground, and then slam it into pieces with his feet.
He stood up and tried his best to remind himself not to be impulsive. He walked slowly to the door of the inn. Every step he took, the blue bricks on the ground sounded.
Fang Xue gradually encountered a series of miracles. At this time, his internal skills had reached the level of a top martial arts master. If he knew the correct way to use it, the blue bricks under his foot would definitely break.
He sat down opposite the strong man, narrowed his eyes and connected his sharp eyes. After a while, he suddenly burst into laughter and shouted: You are really interesting, very special, I like it. I slapped it hard with my right palm, and with a loud sound, a good pineapple wooden table suddenly missed a corner.
The strong man's pupils suddenly contracted, and the sharp blade of his eyes turned from an unsheathed steel knife into a hidden silver needle
Fang Xuejian slapped out with a palm, his heart was slightly restrained, and he kept laughing. He held the piece of wood tightly with his palms and stood up slowly. Just as he was about to say a few beautiful words to smooth things over, a sudden sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded in the distance, and it quickly rolled up like the wind.
Fang Xuejian turned his head and looked at the smoke and dust flying in front of him dissipated little by little, and the scene at the door gradually became clearer. Five strong men stood in the corridor, a row of ginger-wearing bamboo hats, a long knife hanging on the waist, and a javelin erected there, with a yellow cloth covering the face, and ten cold snake-like eyes staring at Fang Xuejian's face.
Fang Xuejian unconsciously fought a cold war. The eyes of these five people seemed to be ten thousand years of black ice, and they were biting cold, with an irresistible chill, which reminded people of gloomy words such as death, coffins and hell.
The autumn wind swept across the street, and the banners at Xiangshan Inn at the door were swelling and cracking, and the guests in the lobby stopped eating and drinking. The beating hearts were cold little by little, and the strong invisible murderous aura spread out, twisting the air within ten feet of the surrounding area into countless pieces, and then condensed in a few slits.
Even the blind man could tell that these five people were here to kill people
The lobby was quiet, and everyone in the villa was worried about Fang Xuejian's safety, so they left their seats and surrounded them.
Fang Xuejian had a cold sweat on his back, and he moved quietly under his feet, his lips trembled, and he beat him haha: The five old men were just in time. The weather was good, the place was good, and the time was good. The "sand bowl and chestnut chicken" in this inn is better. Don't miss Ah
Lao Ma ran over and pulled him away, his eyes only rolled on the five yellow-turbaned faces, with a solemn face, his mouth leaned against Fang Xuejian's ears, and said in a low voice: Master, these people are coming a bit strange. If we have important things, don't cause too much trouble.
Fang Xuejian smiled, nodded, took two steps back, and put Chu He and Xiao Zhaogu who were walking up behind him, and asked: Uncle Ma, what do you think of these people? Lao Ma hesitated for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile
Unexpectedly, the "Five Kanto Heroes" who are famous for their heroic spirit and righteousness actually learned to cling to the powerful and powerful. For a little bit of money, they were willing to work hard for the treacherous minister Zhao Wenhua. Unexpectedly, the strong man untied the sword on his waist and put it on the table. With a bang, he pulled open the block, raised his neck and poured a bottle of macaque fruit wine into his mouth.
From dawn to now, except for drinking a cup of tea in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, he has never had a stomachache. He is hungry and has long been hungry to the front of his chest and back.
How can the enemy fight if he doesn't have enough strength?
And if you use the shortest time to replenish your energy, the best thing is naturally wine
Knocked, five long swords like snow were unsheathed at the same time, and the figures swayed. Five white lights suddenly lit up in the dark room, crisscrossing, wrapping the strong man in five directions.
Dingdang, Dingdang, the sound of blades intersecting sounded rapidly, as crisp as the ringtone in the wind
What a fast knife! Fang Xuejian praised secretly. In such a short time, if you draw the knife and unsheathed it, you must also look at different directions and block the attack of the five people as fast as the wind. The difficulty is imaginable
The strong man had already stood up, the steel knife in his palm was inconspicuous silver-gray, with the tip facing downwards and holding it horizontally in his hand, and a few broken red liquids were slowly sliding down from the blade.
The little girl was huddled by the table, her thin body trembled slightly, her fearful eyes widened, staring at the five strangers who were motionless in front of her, her eyes were extremely sad, and there was a faint light of tears rolling inside. There was no trace of blood on her pale face, and a row of tiny teeth bit her lower lip, without making any sound.
Chu He pushed Fang Xuejian's shoulder down and said softly: Husband, that little girl is so pitiful. Fang Xuejian said yes, clenched the wooden block in his hand, made up his mind, throw it out when necessary, and maybe it could save a life.
The sunset in the sky only retains a little red shyness, like the face of a newlywed bride after putting on makeup, and like a few pools of diluted blood.
The dusk mist is deep, and six people stand there in a steady state, like six clay sculptures and wooden sculptures
Everyone held their breath and didn't even dare to let out a breath of energy. The lobby was so quiet that even the sound of dripping water could be heard.
Tick, tick, and then, clearly into the ears. Fang Xuejian doubted whether there was something wrong with his ears, and he always heard some inexplicable sounds.
He tilted his head and wanted Xiao Zhao to help him take out his ears. He heard a choking sound in his ears. In a blink of an eye, he saw a steel knife hitting the hard bluestone slab. The blade fell to the ground. After bounced a few times, he finally stopped moving.
Fang Xuejian raised his head, and the killer on the far left suddenly fell down straight. A small red line in the middle of his face slowly became clear. The red blood was seeping more and more. The yellow turbans were divided into two, and their eyes were wide open. The whole face was quickly covered by a layer of sticky red.
Several timid guests in the lobby screamed in fear. Fang Xuejian was stunned and secretly blamed himself for his bad eyes. He didn't see clearly that the strong man cut several times.
Amid the screams, the sharp sword light lit up again, like rows of surging waves surging around the strong man's body.
The crisp jingle sounds are endless, as dense as fried beans, as fast as rainstorms, and it sounds dozens of times in just a blink of an eye
The bright sword light rolled and flew, and the scarlet blood splashed everywhere, like a string of ink foam on the waves, carrying a series of painful groans, flying onto everyone's clothes, faces and hair
Bang, bang, bang, bang, the dragon-like sword light suddenly disappeared, coming and going quickly, and in an instant, the silent hall became even more dim, and the strong man sat back on the bench, the four killers stood in all directions, and their twisted bodies frozen on the ground for a moment, and then they turned over and turned back together.
Fresh blood gushed out of the wound, smelling smelly and dyed the ground black
Looking out from the door, the sky in the distance had changed from blue to thick lead gray. The dusk mist was like a large hazy ink trace, slowly smearing on it, gradually blurring the brightly colored landscape characters in front of you. A few cold stars hung weakly in the sky, and the flashing silver light seemed to sigh faintly.
Uncle Jie, Uncle Jie, so much blood, what's wrong with you? The little girl's crying voice floated in the lobby, breaking the dull silence
Fang Xuejian jumped up quickly, and saw the strong man's face twisted, his face covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, his teeth were clenched, and he obviously endured great pain.
His eyes turned and he realized that a wound was cut on his back, blood was pouring on his body and wet a large area of his clothes.
Everyone in the villa surrounded him, and General Manager Min tore open the clothes on the strong man's back. A bloody wound was in his eyes. It was almost eight inches long, and the bones were visible. Several women screamed in surprise.
The boss who had been huddling at the counter lit up an oil lamp. The inn and a few brave ones also surrounded him, while the timid ones sneaked out of the door. People died here, and it was not a good thing that the government came to interrogate him.
A verbal person stretched his neck and looked in, asking: Are you dead? This guy is so amazing, he is just one to five, and he actually...
A lion-like roar in the crowd scared the man's comments in the second half. It turned out that General Manager Min stopped the blood for the strong man, took out gold trauma medicine from his arms, and applied it to his wound.
When the wound skin encounters powder, it feels like it is burning. No wonder it screams
Fang Xuejian saw that his face was pale and his injuries were obviously not bad. He also brought a little girl with him. He was afraid that he would be in trouble if he wanted to escape. Once he was arrested by the government, it would be fine if he had money to manage his money. Those who had no money or power were probably even more sad than those who died directly. He respected him a little bit in his heart. Although he was a man like a stubborn donkey, he wanted to save his life.
After making a gesture to Lao Ma, the two of them squeezed out of the crowd. Fang Xuejian walked to the door, pointed to the five corpses underground, and said: Uncle Ma, are these people really the "Five Kanto Heroes"?
Lao Ma glanced at the corpses, turned his eyes back, and said: It looks a bit like, I have only seen them once, and five years ago, my mind was a little blurred. The "Five Heroes of Kanto" has a wealthy family and will not fall into the role of being a killer with the boss.
Fang Xuejian nodded and smiled and said: This may not be the case. Didn’t that man say that they are knight-hearted by nature? Heroes have to help others all day long. This one is one thousand or the other eight hundred, and they can’t frown. They have to swell their faces and fill their fat people. They have to knock off their teeth and swallow their blood and have a lot of money. They can’t withstand the troubles of several years. These five heroes have lived for more than five years and have not starved to death. It is a miracle that their horse is sold cheaper than other horse farms?
Lao Ma's face showed a strange look and said: Have the owner lived in Kanto? They knew clearly that the horses of the "Five Heroes of Kanto" were not only sold cheaper than other horse farms, but also better than other horse farms.
I was secretly frightened. This boss was so smart that he had falsely reported one or five cents of silver from the purchase price of each horse. I wonder if he knew it?
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: What's hard to guess? They claim to be pure and righteous, so they naturally cannot be too harsh in their business. They can't exploit high-interest heroes by the way. They can't be able to take advantage of others. They can't be able to farm and weave cloth, they can't be able to perform on the streets, they can't be able to take advantage of others, they can't be able to be a green forest hero who robs the family, and they can't be able to protect their own personalities. Only those who have wealthy families, who are idle all day long, have nothing to do, and want to help others but often do things to help others have the potential to be a hero.
The ancestors of these five heroes must be more capable. They have accumulated a lot of wealth to spend. After they have to spend it, they cannot be hungry for a long time. They are desperate and have to learn from Jing Ke from that year and rely on a rich master to work hard for others. Zhao Wenhua can afford them. They are obviously a corrupt official. Fortunately, Prince Dan of Yàn is not a good person. Everyone is a slap in their ranks. It is not a shame to be the name of Jing Ke. But Uncle Ma, should we save Qin Shihuang? I want to hear your opinion
Lao Ma sighed secretly, thinking that you have said so much, but it turned out that he was asking me if I wanted to save this man. I can't bear the blame for this life. I pondered for a moment: I have never encountered such a thing before. The owner of the manor is young and promising, so he must have a high idea. Lao Ma just needs to follow you to do things. He kicked the ball back quietly
Fang Xuejian narrowed his eyes and looked at him with respect, wishing he could kick him, and said with a smile: General Manager Min took action to heal his injuries. It may be difficult for us to stay out of the matter. Let's do this, save his life and five lives will be born here soon. The government will come to get people here. We will not rest here tonight. We will rush forward for a while and then slow down after leaving the jurisdiction of Guixi County. Uncle Ma, go and notify everyone to clean up and leave here as soon as possible. Also, pack the leftover wine and food. These two people look hungry for several days. One move, Gan Kun move, and gently kick the ball to General Manager Min.
After a lot of trouble, the villa members went back to their room to pack their luggage. Several male servants carried the strong man onto the carriage. Lao Ma lost his seat and had to ride the man's horse to lead the way.
Manager Min paid the bill and picked up the intact wine and vegetables on the table and made a greasy bag of oil and paper. She wanted the little girl to follow her and invited her, but Xiao Su insisted on the same car with her Uncle Xie. Manager Min couldn't, so she had to help her climb into the car and stuff the bag of wine and vegetables into her arms.
The crescent moon is like an eyebrow, and the stars in the sky seem to have also drunk the macaque fruit wine, one by one, one by one, the eyes are hazy
The carriages and horses started, heading west along the official road, and soon abandoned the densely lit Yingtan Town behind him. After crossing Yujiang, it was the boundary of Linchuan County. The yamen runners in Guixi County wanted to go to the neighboring county to catch prisoners. If they had to go to the official documents, they would have to spend a lot of time.
Everyone walked forward for more than half an hour and came to a small town called Dongxiang. The night was getting deeper and there were many inconveniences. Fang Xuejian discussed with Lao Ma and decided to stay here for a short stay.
The town is too small. On both sides of the street are two rows of high and low brick and tile houses. It is full of only a hundred rooms, twenty-eight and nine families.
After searching for a long time, Lao Ma didn't find a house with the word "inn" hanging. He had to open a household that looked pretty wealthy. After all, he persuaded him to pay a lot of 20 taels of silver. The owner agreed to let them stay in the main hall and side room for one night.
The owner called the wife who had already gone to bed and went to the kitchen to cook a pot of hot water for them to wash. He brought more than a dozen bundles of hay, spread them flat on the ground, took out two washed and packed bamboo mats and spread them on the hay, so that they could barely sleep.
The strong man ate a lot of wine and food in the car, his face improved, his spirits were much better than before, and he could barely walk with the support of two grooms.
Fang Xuejian asked the owner for a chair without armrests. In order not to touch the wound, he asked him to sit in the opposite direction, but he fell on a recliner made of bamboo and rattan.
Xiao Su did not go to the side room to sleep, so she brought a small stool in the corner of the main hall and sat down against the strong man against the wall.
Manager Min carried the medicine box in one hand and the candlestick in the other hand, and came over to check the man's wounds. He first washed the wound with warm water, applied the gold-chuang medicine again, then put a few layers of gauze on it, and tied it with a long strap of straps.
She packed up the medicine box, bent down and looked at it shrinking into a ball of Xiao Su, and whispered: Little girl, what's your name? Can you go there with your aunt to sleep?
The little girl opened her big eyes timidly, and the two clear eyes were like two precious black pearls, shining brightly under the candlelight. She looked at General Manager Min for a long time and suddenly shook her head gently.
The big man turned his head and looked at her every move, his eyes full of pity, and said softly: This child is afraid of having sex, so let him sleep here.
Manager Min straightened up, smiled at the little girl, and then pointed at the strong man, saying: This child is so painful. It's cold tonight, so I'll go get a piece of clothing for her to put on. Turn around and take the candlestick out.
Fang Xuejian's heart moved. Seeing that the strong man's clothes were dirty, covered with blood, and a big hole was broken behind him. Where could he wear them out to see people, he turned around and said: Niu Fu, give this man a set of extra clothes to change your extra clothes.
Owner, where do I have any extra clothes to change? This time I came out, I brought two sets of clothes in total, and I also want someone to help me.
Fang Xuejian spat and said with a smile: You are calling you poor like this, but you are the owner of the manor, cannot get off the Taiwan Strait? Take out the clothes now, we will be able to go to Nanchang City tomorrow at noon, and let everyone have a half-day vacation. You can get three taels of silver from Manager Min, and go out to buy a set as compensation. Haha, don’t get the money, don’t buy the clothes, but you will buy rouge for the girl in the kiln.
Several servants in the room laughed out loud. In front of Fang Xuejian, they were a little worried, and the ducks cried and laughed a little unevenly.
Niu Fu heard that there were three taels of silver to take, but there was no more than half of what he didn't want to. He immediately took out an 80% new set of green cloth clothes from the bag used as a pillow and stuffed them into the hand of the man.
The strong man took the clothes, looked up at him, and said: Thank you
Niu Funu blunt his mouth, put his head over, and whispered: If you want to thank me, please thank us Lord Master. He loves to make all kinds of friends, hehe, I want to thank you. I have made a small fortune for three cents a set of clothes for three taels of silver.
The strong man stopped for a moment, turned his head and looked at Fang Xuejian on the recliner, and said: Let me know, thank you for your kindness to save the owner.
Fang Xuejian was proud and said with a smile: My surname is Fang Xuejian. Brother Jie doesn’t want the owner of the house, the owner of the house is short, and it looks apart. He respects me and calls me Xuejian. I have no advantages. The only thing that can be called a strength is that I like to make friends with a hero like you.
Jie Ming's face turned red, his big eyes wandered over, looking at the candle like a soybean, sighed, and said: I am so arrogant, I have no personality, my parents gave birth to me, I was the same kind of personality, I couldn't change it, but I suffered a lot. My wife ran away from others, and I was also offended by officials. I was a hereditary guerrilla, and I only promoted two levels in the 15th year of the ranks. It was Li Tianpeng, and I saw that I won a few victories. How useless do you think I am?
Fang Xuejian was shocked. He really couldn't associate the down-and-out man in front of him who looked like a beggar with the court's dignified third-rank deputy general. He swallowed and said with a smile: I didn't expect that Brother Jie was still a court official. I really didn't respect him. I don't know where he is now?
Jie Mingdao shook his head, his empty eyes stopped motionlessly on the candlelight, his face slowly turned red, and his breathing gradually became rapid, his eyes were red as if he was about to bleed, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and said:
It was all Zhao Wenhua, the evil thief, who slandered and framed Zhongliang in front of the emperor, Governor Zhang Jing, Governor Zhang, Li Tianpeng Brother Li, Yu Dayou, and Governor Yu, Governor Cao Bang assisted Cao, arrested, exiled, and removed from his post. As long as he had some skills, those who could kill several Japanese pirates became thorns in his side and were thorns in his flesh. This beast, besides being able to flatter and coax the emperor, Yan Song was happy, what else would he do? In the battle at Tao House, 30,000 soldiers were beaten by more than a thousand Japanese pirates and were thrown away, and fled in panic. His grandmother, a dog thief who eats shit!
When he was in Yushan City, Fang Xuejian often heard a group of scholars discussing major events in the world in the same year, and was not very unfamiliar with current affairs. After knowing that Emperor Jiajing died of his mother Jiang in the 18th year, he was determined to seek immortality. After the prince died in the 28th year, he moved his harem to Xiyuan and did not go to court to discuss matters. Yan Song took all the power of the government and it has been seven years since he had been to the emperor.
Zhao Wenhua is Yan Song's most trusted adopted son. Together with Yan Shifan, he formed Yan Song's left arm and right arm. Although his official position is just a minister of the Ministry of Works, his power is amazing.
In the 33rd year, the Japanese pirates on the southeast coast were very raging and poisoned thousands of miles away. The wealthy southeast waters were almost white. He wrote to Emperor Jiajing, saying that the Japanese pirates appeared because the Dragon King of the East China Sea was unhappy and sent some shrimp soldiers and crabs to make trouble. As long as people were sent to the East China Sea to worship, the Japanese pirates would be able to settle without fighting.
Emperor Jiajing believed in Taoism. At the instigation of Tao Zhongwen, a wise man from the Shenxiao School, the groom collected every day and was a fanatic who pursued Taoism and became an immortal and enjoyed peace and happiness forever.
After hearing Zhao Wenhua's advice, he felt it made sense. He immediately issued an imperial edict, conferring him the left censor of the Censorate, the governor of the Southeast, and the sacrifice to the sea god.
Zhao Wenhua was ordered to leave Beijing, and he made great efforts along the way to disturb the public and officials, accept bribes and demand bribes, and make money in all kinds of strange ways. He went south and traveled for a day, and his luggage would weigh thousands of pounds more.
Sacrifices to the sea god, the Japanese pirates were not satisfied, but became more rampant. There were more and more rumors and could not hold on to their faces, so they took command of the battle and led tens of thousands of officers and soldiers to fight in the east and west. They were defeated repeatedly and suffered repeated defeats and were rich again and again. The officers and soldiers were like wolves and tigers, and robbed innocent people along the way, which was a hundred times more violent than the Japanese pirates.
Seeing Zhang Jing win a victory in Wangjiangjing, Zhao Wenhua's eyes were red and a piece of paper was presented, falsely accusing him of delaying the fighter plane, and suspected of condoning Japanese pirates.
Yan Song saw a large number of gold and silver treasures and beautiful girls sent by his adopted son, so he didn't have much to say. He ran to the Xiyuan happily and added fuel to the emperor's ears.
Emperor Jiajing Long Yan was furious and slapped the table and ordered the Jinyiwei to immediately arrest the Governor Zhang Jing, the military affairs of Zhejiang Funan Capital, and the Governor Li Tianchong, the deputy commander of Zhejiang. At that time, in May of the 34th year of Jiajing.
Zhang Jing was escorted to Beijing and told the emperor in detail the whole story of his advance in front of the emperor. Finally, he said: I have been the governor for only half a year, and I have captured and killed 5,000 Japanese pirates in the past and over, begging the emperor to forgive me for some minor mistakes. Emperor Jiajing did not listen. After the Ministry of Justice finally ruled, he said that he was a death row prisoner and was sentenced to abandon the market and executed after the autumn.
This made Zhang Jing and Li Tianchong's family very anxious. They gathered money to deal with the money everywhere, but they couldn't get it when they met.
Jie Mingdao and Li Tianchong were sworn brothers who kowtowed and burned yellow paper. They sold their property and cleared their joints. However, thousands of silver were put into the bottomless pit of the Beijing officialdom, just like a stream flowing into the sea, and even the foam did not splash. Finally, a prison guard who collected 500 taels of silver was not too dark. He brought a sentence from it: To save a life, he could only ask for help as a young master, a young master and a young guard, and Tao Zhongwen, who was the Minister of Rites at the time.
Tao Zhongwen is a disciple of the Taoist Shenxiao Sect. He was a very favored person of Emperor Jiajing. He was granted a marquis and a title and was a high-ranking minister. He was given a seat when he saw him and was called a teacher but was not named. He always obeyed him and never refuted him.
If he could say a word or a word about Zhang Jing and Li Tianchong, he would definitely be able to recover.
Butler Tong accompanied Xiao Zhao, went to Tongcheng to worship his parents-in-law and returned to Yushan.
Fang Xuejian was somewhat self-aware, and learned from the lessons that he almost got into trouble last time. Before leaving, he humbly asked Lao Ma about various skills for driving a car. He went through many personal practices along the way, and finally integrated the technology of driving a car before the third day sunset. He used a whip to control the running direction of the horse, speed and coordination. During the twists of his wrist, he also understood a lot of tips on using the Dragon Whip Method.
The group detoured westward, and the carriages passed by Raozhou, Yìyang and Guixi, and rested in Yingtan that night.
Yingtan was named after the Tang Dynasty. It was just a small town at that time and belonged to Guixi County under Raozhou Prefecture.
Yingtan has always been a saying that it connects Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the east, Ou and Fujian in the south, blocks the throat of Po water, and blocks the gateway of Xinjiang (the version of "Raozhou Prefecture Chronicle" in the year of Renshen), and is also adjacent to the Taoist holy land of Longhu Mountain. It has a very important geographical location, with endless tourists on the road, trade and humanities development much more prosperous than ordinary prefectures and counties.
"Guangxin Mansion Chronicle" records: More than 300 merchants and civilians are in the hustle and bustle of trade in all directions, with praises of boats passing by and lights around the bank.
Xiangshan Inn comes three times in front and behind, with a total of more than 60 rooms, and is both food and accommodation. It is the most decent place to stay in the town.
Manager Min brought 20,000 taels of silver for this trip. Her waist was already thick, and she wrapped it up with tens of thousands of silver coins, making her even more like a crab.
She is versatile and doesn't have to save money for the villa. She can't get along with everyone. She has a single-door backyard for Fang Xuejian's threesomes, and the rest of the people have a room for each one.
When Chuheji broke the melon, the foreplay was very thorough, and Fang Xuejian's movements were relatively gentle. After two days of rest, he could walk slowly.
After a short rest, Fang Xuejian took Chu He and Xiao Zhao to the inn lobby for dinner.
Half of the sun remains on the horizon, and there are not many people eating in the lobby. He turned his eyes and saw that the people in the villa were waiting in the corner facing the window, and he smiled apologetically
Lao Ma and four grooms sat at the same table, butler Tong and General Manager Min sat at another table. Four or five cold dishes, cold noodles, braised phoenix pine nuts and sauce beef, etc., the bowls and chopsticks were all in place, and the hot dishes had not yet come.
The seven people stood up together when they saw the owner of the house coming.
Fang Xuejian hurriedly signaled everyone not to be polite, holding Chu He and Xiao Zhao's hands with a smile, and sat down with the two housekeepers.
He picked up a peach-shaped wine bottle on the table, pulled out the plug and smelled it. He smelled it. He turned around and saw a guy standing not far behind him, about twenty years old, as dark and thin as an old monkey with hair fading, but his eyes were staring at Chu He's beautiful face without moving.
Fang Xuejian was amused in his heart, shook his palm at him, and said with a smile: Brother, what kind of wine is this?
The guy was fascinated by the sight. After a while, he came to his senses. In an instant, he squeezed a very flattering smile on his face, but his eyes dodged, and he was a little embarrassed. He grabbed him by a few steps and said with a smile: If you say he is a local macaque fruit wine, it is prepared according to the ancient recipe. The wine tastes clear and fragrant. You can't eat this kind of good wine in other places.
Chuhe picked up a piece of beef and chewed it slowly. He looked up at him, then suddenly smiled and said: You look so similar to a monkey, do you often drink this kind of macaque fruit wine?
Everyone at the table laughed. Fang Xuejian could not think that Chu He would tell jokes all the time. Although he seemed a little mean, the first joke could tell this level and his potential should not be underestimated. He liked it in his heart, and gave her a thumbs up at her and said to the blushing guy: Take two bottles of this kind of fruit wine and two roast chickens to the table for the five masters. What men can't stand the most is that they are half hungry and not full.
The guy didn't dare to look at Chuhe again, bent down and smiled: There are roasted chickens everywhere in the world. There is a 'sand-boiled chestnut chicken' in our store, but only Yingtan is there. Should the guest try it?
Therefore, according to old people, Zhang Tianshi, the 25th generation of Longhu Mountain, visited one day. The chef at home made a family dinner for them. He put a castle chicken given to Tianshi by the locals into a sand bowl in a traditional cooking method and burned it on low heat.
The chef left the kitchen for something, and a child from the Tianshi Mansion who was eating chestnuts took the opportunity to secretly throw a handful of chestnuts into a sand bowl.
The kitchen did not notice it, and the castrated chicken was cooked on the table after it was put on.
The master of the day lifted the cover of the bowl, and the fragrance was swelling. The golden and bright eyes were in front of him. The guest was surprised. After tasting it, the guest praised the chef's skills of the chef!
From then on, another delicious dish was added to the Tianshi's family banquet, and the sand bowl chestnut chicken slowly spread and became the special dish of Yingtan
After listening to his introduction, Fang Xuejian suddenly became interested and asked him to send two more servings, one serving per table, and enjoy the meal.
The guy nodded and bowed. The chef was moving quickly. The price of hot dishes was rising. In addition to some ordinary dishes such as red oil cubes, pine fried fish rolls and stewed Sibao, some of them, such as Shangqing tofu, Yujiang noodles and Guixi nai, are local specialties. After tasting them, they have a unique flavor.
A group of people were having a good meal. When they were having a happy meal, they suddenly heard a rapid sound of horse hooves from afar. From far to near, a fast horse was speeding from the other side of the long street. The sound of hooves gradually became refreshing. Suddenly, a long neighing stopped at the entrance of the inn
Fang Xuejian was soaked in his mouth that he was holding a chicken wing in his mouth. He looked up and saw a burly and strong man strode in, holding a little girl's hand in his left hand. His reddish-brown face was mixed with beard. He couldn't tell how old he was. His face looked haggard and thin, but his eyes were so powerful that he was the man he met on the floating bridge that day.
The man glanced at the whole house, his sharp eyes stopped on Fang Xuejian and Xiao Zhao's faces. A muscle on his left cheek twitched, and then sat at the table near the door, carrying the little girl to the same bench and facing the door, as if she was guarding against something.
The guy trotted over, wiping diligently on the table with a rag, while smiling and greeting the guests with something to eat
Xiao Zhao recognized the man, looked at Fang Xuejian, smiled sweetly, and blinked at him mischievously
Fang Xuejian knew that he was making fun of himself, so he reached out to pinch her Fengyun's thigh, turned his ear and listened to the movement over there, and vaguely heard the man say: Three big steamed buns, two bowls of noodle soup... He couldn't help but shake his head. He was so arrogant when he came in, but he didn't know that he had only eaten something worth five cents. Wasn't that intentionally ruining people?
Sure enough, the guy immediately changed his color, asked again, put away the rag in disappointment, turned his head and spit, muttering something, wondering if he was raping the man's grandmother or molesting the man's grandmother?
Fang Xuejian stood up and stopped the guy, whispered a few words in his ear. The guy nodded repeatedly and went with a smile on his face.
After a while, two bottles of macaque fruit wine and eight exquisite side dishes were placed on the strong man's table.
The strong man looked at the guy in a cold face, until he put two white porcelain bowls made in Jingdezhen in front of him and the little girl, then he suddenly reached out, grabbed the guy's wrist, and said in a deep voice: What I want are three steamed buns and two bowls of noodle soup. Not these things, are there any problems with your ears?
The guy grinned in pain, and said, "Oh, hey, hey, wailed repeatedly, and shouted: This guest official, let go, twist your wrist bones and break. These wine and food were sent by an old man over there, and they have nothing to do with me.
The corner of your mouth gradually turns toward Fang Xue
The strong man slowly let go of the guy's palm and suddenly turned around. Fang Xuejian smiled at him, picked up the wine glass and made a toast position.
The expression on the strong man's face was as hard as if it was carved on a piece of granite. Without even blinking his eyelashes, he slowly turned his head with a messy hair and said to the guy: Three steamed buns, two bowls of noodle soup!
That guy had never seen such a stubborn person in his life. His mouth was so wide that he seemed to have swallowed seven or eight eggs. He was swept by the strong man's sharp eyes like a sharp blade. He immediately woke up and nodded and retreated.
Fang Xuejian heard the man's words and almost choked out a sip of wine in his throat. His face turned red and his face was a little unhooked. Suddenly, there was a sudden pain on his thigh, but Xiao Zhao took advantage of the situation and twisted it.
Fang Xuejian's principle is that it doesn't matter if he is defeated, but it's important not to be defeated in front of the beauty. When he turned around and saw the teasing eyes in Xiao Zhao's beautiful eyes, he felt a heat surge on his forehead, and he wished he could pick up the chair, throw the plate to the ground, and then slam it into pieces with his feet.
He stood up and tried his best to remind himself not to be impulsive. He walked slowly to the door of the inn. Every step he took, the blue bricks on the ground sounded.
Fang Xue gradually encountered a series of miracles. At this time, his internal skills had reached the level of a top martial arts master. If he knew the correct way to use it, the blue bricks under his foot would definitely break.
He sat down opposite the strong man, narrowed his eyes and connected his sharp eyes. After a while, he suddenly burst into laughter and shouted: You are really interesting, very special, I like it. I slapped it hard with my right palm, and with a loud sound, a good pineapple wooden table suddenly missed a corner.
The strong man's pupils suddenly contracted, and the sharp blade of his eyes turned from an unsheathed steel knife into a hidden silver needle
Fang Xuejian slapped out with a palm, his heart was slightly restrained, and he kept laughing. He held the piece of wood tightly with his palms and stood up slowly. Just as he was about to say a few beautiful words to smooth things over, a sudden sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded in the distance, and it quickly rolled up like the wind.
Fang Xuejian turned his head and looked at the smoke and dust flying in front of him dissipated little by little, and the scene at the door gradually became clearer. Five strong men stood in the corridor, a row of ginger-wearing bamboo hats, a long knife hanging on the waist, and a javelin erected there, with a yellow cloth covering the face, and ten cold snake-like eyes staring at Fang Xuejian's face.
Fang Xuejian unconsciously fought a cold war. The eyes of these five people seemed to be ten thousand years of black ice, and they were biting cold, with an irresistible chill, which reminded people of gloomy words such as death, coffins and hell.
The autumn wind swept across the street, and the banners at Xiangshan Inn at the door were swelling and cracking, and the guests in the lobby stopped eating and drinking. The beating hearts were cold little by little, and the strong invisible murderous aura spread out, twisting the air within ten feet of the surrounding area into countless pieces, and then condensed in a few slits.
Even the blind man could tell that these five people were here to kill people
The lobby was quiet, and everyone in the villa was worried about Fang Xuejian's safety, so they left their seats and surrounded them.
Fang Xuejian had a cold sweat on his back, and he moved quietly under his feet, his lips trembled, and he beat him haha: The five old men were just in time. The weather was good, the place was good, and the time was good. The "sand bowl and chestnut chicken" in this inn is better. Don't miss Ah
Lao Ma ran over and pulled him away, his eyes only rolled on the five yellow-turbaned faces, with a solemn face, his mouth leaned against Fang Xuejian's ears, and said in a low voice: Master, these people are coming a bit strange. If we have important things, don't cause too much trouble.
Fang Xuejian smiled, nodded, took two steps back, and put Chu He and Xiao Zhaogu who were walking up behind him, and asked: Uncle Ma, what do you think of these people? Lao Ma hesitated for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile
Unexpectedly, the "Five Kanto Heroes" who are famous for their heroic spirit and righteousness actually learned to cling to the powerful and powerful. For a little bit of money, they were willing to work hard for the treacherous minister Zhao Wenhua. Unexpectedly, the strong man untied the sword on his waist and put it on the table. With a bang, he pulled open the block, raised his neck and poured a bottle of macaque fruit wine into his mouth.
From dawn to now, except for drinking a cup of tea in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, he has never had a stomachache. He is hungry and has long been hungry to the front of his chest and back.
How can the enemy fight if he doesn't have enough strength?
And if you use the shortest time to replenish your energy, the best thing is naturally wine
Knocked, five long swords like snow were unsheathed at the same time, and the figures swayed. Five white lights suddenly lit up in the dark room, crisscrossing, wrapping the strong man in five directions.
Dingdang, Dingdang, the sound of blades intersecting sounded rapidly, as crisp as the ringtone in the wind
What a fast knife! Fang Xuejian praised secretly. In such a short time, if you draw the knife and unsheathed it, you must also look at different directions and block the attack of the five people as fast as the wind. The difficulty is imaginable
The strong man had already stood up, the steel knife in his palm was inconspicuous silver-gray, with the tip facing downwards and holding it horizontally in his hand, and a few broken red liquids were slowly sliding down from the blade.
The little girl was huddled by the table, her thin body trembled slightly, her fearful eyes widened, staring at the five strangers who were motionless in front of her, her eyes were extremely sad, and there was a faint light of tears rolling inside. There was no trace of blood on her pale face, and a row of tiny teeth bit her lower lip, without making any sound.
Chu He pushed Fang Xuejian's shoulder down and said softly: Husband, that little girl is so pitiful. Fang Xuejian said yes, clenched the wooden block in his hand, made up his mind, throw it out when necessary, and maybe it could save a life.
The sunset in the sky only retains a little red shyness, like the face of a newlywed bride after putting on makeup, and like a few pools of diluted blood.
The dusk mist is deep, and six people stand there in a steady state, like six clay sculptures and wooden sculptures
Everyone held their breath and didn't even dare to let out a breath of energy. The lobby was so quiet that even the sound of dripping water could be heard.
Tick, tick, and then, clearly into the ears. Fang Xuejian doubted whether there was something wrong with his ears, and he always heard some inexplicable sounds.
He tilted his head and wanted Xiao Zhao to help him take out his ears. He heard a choking sound in his ears. In a blink of an eye, he saw a steel knife hitting the hard bluestone slab. The blade fell to the ground. After bounced a few times, he finally stopped moving.
Fang Xuejian raised his head, and the killer on the far left suddenly fell down straight. A small red line in the middle of his face slowly became clear. The red blood was seeping more and more. The yellow turbans were divided into two, and their eyes were wide open. The whole face was quickly covered by a layer of sticky red.
Several timid guests in the lobby screamed in fear. Fang Xuejian was stunned and secretly blamed himself for his bad eyes. He didn't see clearly that the strong man cut several times.
Amid the screams, the sharp sword light lit up again, like rows of surging waves surging around the strong man's body.
The crisp jingle sounds are endless, as dense as fried beans, as fast as rainstorms, and it sounds dozens of times in just a blink of an eye
The bright sword light rolled and flew, and the scarlet blood splashed everywhere, like a string of ink foam on the waves, carrying a series of painful groans, flying onto everyone's clothes, faces and hair
Bang, bang, bang, bang, the dragon-like sword light suddenly disappeared, coming and going quickly, and in an instant, the silent hall became even more dim, and the strong man sat back on the bench, the four killers stood in all directions, and their twisted bodies frozen on the ground for a moment, and then they turned over and turned back together.
Fresh blood gushed out of the wound, smelling smelly and dyed the ground black
Looking out from the door, the sky in the distance had changed from blue to thick lead gray. The dusk mist was like a large hazy ink trace, slowly smearing on it, gradually blurring the brightly colored landscape characters in front of you. A few cold stars hung weakly in the sky, and the flashing silver light seemed to sigh faintly.
Uncle Jie, Uncle Jie, so much blood, what's wrong with you? The little girl's crying voice floated in the lobby, breaking the dull silence
Fang Xuejian jumped up quickly, and saw the strong man's face twisted, his face covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, his teeth were clenched, and he obviously endured great pain.
His eyes turned and he realized that a wound was cut on his back, blood was pouring on his body and wet a large area of his clothes.
Everyone in the villa surrounded him, and General Manager Min tore open the clothes on the strong man's back. A bloody wound was in his eyes. It was almost eight inches long, and the bones were visible. Several women screamed in surprise.
The boss who had been huddling at the counter lit up an oil lamp. The inn and a few brave ones also surrounded him, while the timid ones sneaked out of the door. People died here, and it was not a good thing that the government came to interrogate him.
A verbal person stretched his neck and looked in, asking: Are you dead? This guy is so amazing, he is just one to five, and he actually...
A lion-like roar in the crowd scared the man's comments in the second half. It turned out that General Manager Min stopped the blood for the strong man, took out gold trauma medicine from his arms, and applied it to his wound.
When the wound skin encounters powder, it feels like it is burning. No wonder it screams
Fang Xuejian saw that his face was pale and his injuries were obviously not bad. He also brought a little girl with him. He was afraid that he would be in trouble if he wanted to escape. Once he was arrested by the government, it would be fine if he had money to manage his money. Those who had no money or power were probably even more sad than those who died directly. He respected him a little bit in his heart. Although he was a man like a stubborn donkey, he wanted to save his life.
After making a gesture to Lao Ma, the two of them squeezed out of the crowd. Fang Xuejian walked to the door, pointed to the five corpses underground, and said: Uncle Ma, are these people really the "Five Kanto Heroes"?
Lao Ma glanced at the corpses, turned his eyes back, and said: It looks a bit like, I have only seen them once, and five years ago, my mind was a little blurred. The "Five Heroes of Kanto" has a wealthy family and will not fall into the role of being a killer with the boss.
Fang Xuejian nodded and smiled and said: This may not be the case. Didn’t that man say that they are knight-hearted by nature? Heroes have to help others all day long. This one is one thousand or the other eight hundred, and they can’t frown. They have to swell their faces and fill their fat people. They have to knock off their teeth and swallow their blood and have a lot of money. They can’t withstand the troubles of several years. These five heroes have lived for more than five years and have not starved to death. It is a miracle that their horse is sold cheaper than other horse farms?
Lao Ma's face showed a strange look and said: Have the owner lived in Kanto? They knew clearly that the horses of the "Five Heroes of Kanto" were not only sold cheaper than other horse farms, but also better than other horse farms.
I was secretly frightened. This boss was so smart that he had falsely reported one or five cents of silver from the purchase price of each horse. I wonder if he knew it?
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: What's hard to guess? They claim to be pure and righteous, so they naturally cannot be too harsh in their business. They can't exploit high-interest heroes by the way. They can't be able to take advantage of others. They can't be able to farm and weave cloth, they can't be able to perform on the streets, they can't be able to take advantage of others, they can't be able to be a green forest hero who robs the family, and they can't be able to protect their own personalities. Only those who have wealthy families, who are idle all day long, have nothing to do, and want to help others but often do things to help others have the potential to be a hero.
The ancestors of these five heroes must be more capable. They have accumulated a lot of wealth to spend. After they have to spend it, they cannot be hungry for a long time. They are desperate and have to learn from Jing Ke from that year and rely on a rich master to work hard for others. Zhao Wenhua can afford them. They are obviously a corrupt official. Fortunately, Prince Dan of Yàn is not a good person. Everyone is a slap in their ranks. It is not a shame to be the name of Jing Ke. But Uncle Ma, should we save Qin Shihuang? I want to hear your opinion
Lao Ma sighed secretly, thinking that you have said so much, but it turned out that he was asking me if I wanted to save this man. I can't bear the blame for this life. I pondered for a moment: I have never encountered such a thing before. The owner of the manor is young and promising, so he must have a high idea. Lao Ma just needs to follow you to do things. He kicked the ball back quietly
Fang Xuejian narrowed his eyes and looked at him with respect, wishing he could kick him, and said with a smile: General Manager Min took action to heal his injuries. It may be difficult for us to stay out of the matter. Let's do this, save his life and five lives will be born here soon. The government will come to get people here. We will not rest here tonight. We will rush forward for a while and then slow down after leaving the jurisdiction of Guixi County. Uncle Ma, go and notify everyone to clean up and leave here as soon as possible. Also, pack the leftover wine and food. These two people look hungry for several days. One move, Gan Kun move, and gently kick the ball to General Manager Min.
After a lot of trouble, the villa members went back to their room to pack their luggage. Several male servants carried the strong man onto the carriage. Lao Ma lost his seat and had to ride the man's horse to lead the way.
Manager Min paid the bill and picked up the intact wine and vegetables on the table and made a greasy bag of oil and paper. She wanted the little girl to follow her and invited her, but Xiao Su insisted on the same car with her Uncle Xie. Manager Min couldn't, so she had to help her climb into the car and stuff the bag of wine and vegetables into her arms.
The crescent moon is like an eyebrow, and the stars in the sky seem to have also drunk the macaque fruit wine, one by one, one by one, the eyes are hazy
The carriages and horses started, heading west along the official road, and soon abandoned the densely lit Yingtan Town behind him. After crossing Yujiang, it was the boundary of Linchuan County. The yamen runners in Guixi County wanted to go to the neighboring county to catch prisoners. If they had to go to the official documents, they would have to spend a lot of time.
Everyone walked forward for more than half an hour and came to a small town called Dongxiang. The night was getting deeper and there were many inconveniences. Fang Xuejian discussed with Lao Ma and decided to stay here for a short stay.
The town is too small. On both sides of the street are two rows of high and low brick and tile houses. It is full of only a hundred rooms, twenty-eight and nine families.
After searching for a long time, Lao Ma didn't find a house with the word "inn" hanging. He had to open a household that looked pretty wealthy. After all, he persuaded him to pay a lot of 20 taels of silver. The owner agreed to let them stay in the main hall and side room for one night.
The owner called the wife who had already gone to bed and went to the kitchen to cook a pot of hot water for them to wash. He brought more than a dozen bundles of hay, spread them flat on the ground, took out two washed and packed bamboo mats and spread them on the hay, so that they could barely sleep.
The strong man ate a lot of wine and food in the car, his face improved, his spirits were much better than before, and he could barely walk with the support of two grooms.
Fang Xuejian asked the owner for a chair without armrests. In order not to touch the wound, he asked him to sit in the opposite direction, but he fell on a recliner made of bamboo and rattan.
Xiao Su did not go to the side room to sleep, so she brought a small stool in the corner of the main hall and sat down against the strong man against the wall.
Manager Min carried the medicine box in one hand and the candlestick in the other hand, and came over to check the man's wounds. He first washed the wound with warm water, applied the gold-chuang medicine again, then put a few layers of gauze on it, and tied it with a long strap of straps.
She packed up the medicine box, bent down and looked at it shrinking into a ball of Xiao Su, and whispered: Little girl, what's your name? Can you go there with your aunt to sleep?
The little girl opened her big eyes timidly, and the two clear eyes were like two precious black pearls, shining brightly under the candlelight. She looked at General Manager Min for a long time and suddenly shook her head gently.
The big man turned his head and looked at her every move, his eyes full of pity, and said softly: This child is afraid of having sex, so let him sleep here.
Manager Min straightened up, smiled at the little girl, and then pointed at the strong man, saying: This child is so painful. It's cold tonight, so I'll go get a piece of clothing for her to put on. Turn around and take the candlestick out.
Fang Xuejian's heart moved. Seeing that the strong man's clothes were dirty, covered with blood, and a big hole was broken behind him. Where could he wear them out to see people, he turned around and said: Niu Fu, give this man a set of extra clothes to change your extra clothes.
Owner, where do I have any extra clothes to change? This time I came out, I brought two sets of clothes in total, and I also want someone to help me.
Fang Xuejian spat and said with a smile: You are calling you poor like this, but you are the owner of the manor, cannot get off the Taiwan Strait? Take out the clothes now, we will be able to go to Nanchang City tomorrow at noon, and let everyone have a half-day vacation. You can get three taels of silver from Manager Min, and go out to buy a set as compensation. Haha, don’t get the money, don’t buy the clothes, but you will buy rouge for the girl in the kiln.
Several servants in the room laughed out loud. In front of Fang Xuejian, they were a little worried, and the ducks cried and laughed a little unevenly.
Niu Fu heard that there were three taels of silver to take, but there was no more than half of what he didn't want to. He immediately took out an 80% new set of green cloth clothes from the bag used as a pillow and stuffed them into the hand of the man.
The strong man took the clothes, looked up at him, and said: Thank you
Niu Funu blunt his mouth, put his head over, and whispered: If you want to thank me, please thank us Lord Master. He loves to make all kinds of friends, hehe, I want to thank you. I have made a small fortune for three cents a set of clothes for three taels of silver.
The strong man stopped for a moment, turned his head and looked at Fang Xuejian on the recliner, and said: Let me know, thank you for your kindness to save the owner.
Fang Xuejian was proud and said with a smile: My surname is Fang Xuejian. Brother Jie doesn’t want the owner of the house, the owner of the house is short, and it looks apart. He respects me and calls me Xuejian. I have no advantages. The only thing that can be called a strength is that I like to make friends with a hero like you.
Jie Ming's face turned red, his big eyes wandered over, looking at the candle like a soybean, sighed, and said: I am so arrogant, I have no personality, my parents gave birth to me, I was the same kind of personality, I couldn't change it, but I suffered a lot. My wife ran away from others, and I was also offended by officials. I was a hereditary guerrilla, and I only promoted two levels in the 15th year of the ranks. It was Li Tianpeng, and I saw that I won a few victories. How useless do you think I am?
Fang Xuejian was shocked. He really couldn't associate the down-and-out man in front of him who looked like a beggar with the court's dignified third-rank deputy general. He swallowed and said with a smile: I didn't expect that Brother Jie was still a court official. I really didn't respect him. I don't know where he is now?
Jie Mingdao shook his head, his empty eyes stopped motionlessly on the candlelight, his face slowly turned red, and his breathing gradually became rapid, his eyes were red as if he was about to bleed, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and said:
It was all Zhao Wenhua, the evil thief, who slandered and framed Zhongliang in front of the emperor, Governor Zhang Jing, Governor Zhang, Li Tianpeng Brother Li, Yu Dayou, and Governor Yu, Governor Cao Bang assisted Cao, arrested, exiled, and removed from his post. As long as he had some skills, those who could kill several Japanese pirates became thorns in his side and were thorns in his flesh. This beast, besides being able to flatter and coax the emperor, Yan Song was happy, what else would he do? In the battle at Tao House, 30,000 soldiers were beaten by more than a thousand Japanese pirates and were thrown away, and fled in panic. His grandmother, a dog thief who eats shit!
When he was in Yushan City, Fang Xuejian often heard a group of scholars discussing major events in the world in the same year, and was not very unfamiliar with current affairs. After knowing that Emperor Jiajing died of his mother Jiang in the 18th year, he was determined to seek immortality. After the prince died in the 28th year, he moved his harem to Xiyuan and did not go to court to discuss matters. Yan Song took all the power of the government and it has been seven years since he had been to the emperor.
Zhao Wenhua is Yan Song's most trusted adopted son. Together with Yan Shifan, he formed Yan Song's left arm and right arm. Although his official position is just a minister of the Ministry of Works, his power is amazing.
In the 33rd year, the Japanese pirates on the southeast coast were very raging and poisoned thousands of miles away. The wealthy southeast waters were almost white. He wrote to Emperor Jiajing, saying that the Japanese pirates appeared because the Dragon King of the East China Sea was unhappy and sent some shrimp soldiers and crabs to make trouble. As long as people were sent to the East China Sea to worship, the Japanese pirates would be able to settle without fighting.
Emperor Jiajing believed in Taoism. At the instigation of Tao Zhongwen, a wise man from the Shenxiao School, the groom collected every day and was a fanatic who pursued Taoism and became an immortal and enjoyed peace and happiness forever.
After hearing Zhao Wenhua's advice, he felt it made sense. He immediately issued an imperial edict, conferring him the left censor of the Censorate, the governor of the Southeast, and the sacrifice to the sea god.
Zhao Wenhua was ordered to leave Beijing, and he made great efforts along the way to disturb the public and officials, accept bribes and demand bribes, and make money in all kinds of strange ways. He went south and traveled for a day, and his luggage would weigh thousands of pounds more.
Sacrifices to the sea god, the Japanese pirates were not satisfied, but became more rampant. There were more and more rumors and could not hold on to their faces, so they took command of the battle and led tens of thousands of officers and soldiers to fight in the east and west. They were defeated repeatedly and suffered repeated defeats and were rich again and again. The officers and soldiers were like wolves and tigers, and robbed innocent people along the way, which was a hundred times more violent than the Japanese pirates.
Seeing Zhang Jing win a victory in Wangjiangjing, Zhao Wenhua's eyes were red and a piece of paper was presented, falsely accusing him of delaying the fighter plane, and suspected of condoning Japanese pirates.
Yan Song saw a large number of gold and silver treasures and beautiful girls sent by his adopted son, so he didn't have much to say. He ran to the Xiyuan happily and added fuel to the emperor's ears.
Emperor Jiajing Long Yan was furious and slapped the table and ordered the Jinyiwei to immediately arrest the Governor Zhang Jing, the military affairs of Zhejiang Funan Capital, and the Governor Li Tianchong, the deputy commander of Zhejiang. At that time, in May of the 34th year of Jiajing.
Zhang Jing was escorted to Beijing and told the emperor in detail the whole story of his advance in front of the emperor. Finally, he said: I have been the governor for only half a year, and I have captured and killed 5,000 Japanese pirates in the past and over, begging the emperor to forgive me for some minor mistakes. Emperor Jiajing did not listen. After the Ministry of Justice finally ruled, he said that he was a death row prisoner and was sentenced to abandon the market and executed after the autumn.
This made Zhang Jing and Li Tianchong's family very anxious. They gathered money to deal with the money everywhere, but they couldn't get it when they met.
Jie Mingdao and Li Tianchong were sworn brothers who kowtowed and burned yellow paper. They sold their property and cleared their joints. However, thousands of silver were put into the bottomless pit of the Beijing officialdom, just like a stream flowing into the sea, and even the foam did not splash. Finally, a prison guard who collected 500 taels of silver was not too dark. He brought a sentence from it: To save a life, he could only ask for help as a young master, a young master and a young guard, and Tao Zhongwen, who was the Minister of Rites at the time.
Tao Zhongwen is a disciple of the Taoist Shenxiao Sect. He was a very favored person of Emperor Jiajing. He was granted a marquis and a title and was a high-ranking minister. He was given a seat when he saw him and was called a teacher but was not named. He always obeyed him and never refuted him.
If he could say a word or a word about Zhang Jing and Li Tianchong, he would definitely be able to recover.
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