Xu Wujiang left and returned after a while, and Xu Xin'an couldn't help but follow him.
"Deng Langjun said that there are people coming and going in the post house, and the dust and smoke are noisy, which is not good for my husband to rest and recuperate. He ordered the villain to vacate the courtyard next to his residence and arrange for Mr. Wang to live in - Mr. Wang will be there when he arrives.
If you have any errands, just call us." Xu Wujiang walked up to Wang Zhen and said.
Xu Xin'an ran over eagerly to help pack her bags.
Xu Huai ran to the stable, took the horse out and hitched it to the cart. Seeing Lu Xiong packing his luggage and coming over, he learned that Xu Wujiang had already taken Xu Xin'an to the front yard to clean up, and said, "Deng Gui is a sensible person."
No matter how angry and reluctant Deng Gui was, since the governor Chen Shi decided to keep Wang Zhen in the Huaiyuan military camp, he could not bear the responsibility for Wang Zhen's accident under his nose.
Although the post house is within the military stronghold, in addition to passing officials, some business travelers coming from the west, who cannot cross the Baijian River in time after nightfall and stay in the inns in the Hedong market, will also stay in the post house. These are not subject to patrols.
Prosecutorial control.
He now arranges for Wang Zhen to live in the family yard of the Inspection Department and strictly protects him so that the assassin cannot succeed again. Even if Cai Zheng is resentful, he will think that Deng Gui is acting on Chen Shi's orders and will not directly blame him
Get on top of him.
"The reaction is still a little slow, and cleverness will inevitably lead to cleverness!" Lu Xiong was really used to seeing officials like Deng Gui in his life, or maybe there were too many smart officials like Deng Gui in the civil and military dynasties, and they were too calculating.
, but he also lacks the most responsibility. He despises him from the bottom of his heart.
After loading all the luggage on the carriage, the girl Wang Xuan helped Wang Zhen, who was still a little weak, and they walked to the courtyard less than fifty steps away to the south.
Xu Wujiang was taking Xu Xin'an and two soldiers from the Xu family to tidy up inside. Di Niang hugged two brand-new quilts. She was very sorry and said to Lu Xiong: "There are only two new quilts at home, so I should marry Wu Jiang."
I'll buy it now and give it to Mr. Wang and Miss Xuan first. Tomorrow I will return to Zhuangzi in Xu Huai and bring a new quilt to Master Lu."
Di Niang also practiced martial arts, and even without Xu Wujiang's suggestion, she could tell that Lu Xiong was no ordinary servant beside Wang Zhen.
"You're welcome, Di Niang. I can just borrow a quilt from Cheng Langjun. It doesn't have to be that troublesome," Lu Xiong said.
"It's not troublesome. Xu Huai and the others have to go back to Zhuangzi every once in a while. The food, fruits and vegetables, chickens, ducks, bacon, etc. they get from Zhuangzi are always much cheaper than those in Hedong Market; my husband's side
If necessary, you can ask Xu Huai to buy more." Di Niang said.
Wang Zhen was demoted to live in Tangzhou, and the local government had the responsibility of supervision, but except for the monthly rationing of grain, oil, flour, and cloth and cotton for clothes, he had to take care of everything else.
This also means that if Wang Zhen's ancestors and grandchildren want to eat better and more affordably, the best way is to ask Xu Huai to bring them from Lutai Village in Yuhuangling where the Xu family lives.
"Thank you Ogi-niang."
Xu Wujiang was pretending to be stupid, but besides Xu Huai, Wang Zhen could see that Di Niang was a warm-hearted and kind-hearted woman, so she thanked her.
"Xu Xin'an, go to Hedong and buy two kilograms of mutton and a jar of wine." Di Niang went back to her room, took out a lot of money, threw it to Xu Xin'an, and told him to go to Hedong to buy wine and food.
Di Niang and Xu Wujiang were in love. They had been separated for a few days. When Xu Wujiang came back in the afternoon, she couldn't wait to simmer a fat chicken. When she saw Wang Zhen moving in next door, the fat chicken wanted to congratulate her.
Wang reported that it was not enough for his ancestors and grandchildren to relocate.
"How can you ask Di Niang to use money to buy food and wine?" No matter how high his status and ambition were in the past, Wang Zhen knew that he would have to rely more on Xu Wujiang in the future. How could Di Niang and his wife give them money to buy food and wine? Look at Lu Xiong
past.
Seeing Lu Xiong's embarrassment, Xu Huai couldn't help but want to slap his forehead, thinking that all the belongings Wang reported to them were the few broken silver coins that Lu Xiong took out a few days ago, right?
Isn’t this too poor?
"Master Lu asked me to do something before noon, and there are still a lot of silver coins here." Xu Huai grabbed a few broken silver coins and said, "I will go to Hedong to buy wine and food for you."
"You idiot, we are congratulating Mr. Wang. How can there be any reason for Mr. Wang to pay for food and wine?" Xu Wujiang reached out and slapped Xu Huai on the back of the head.
"This is as it should be. We will have to trouble Xu Jiejie for everything in the future. I'd like to trouble Brother Xu to make one more trip today." Wang Zhen said.
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Xu Huai had been accompanying Lu Xiong and staying by Wang Zhen's side for the past few days. At this time, he also wanted to run to the market to get some information and see if there were any strange faces.
Xu Huailin left the stronghold and returned the soldiers' uniforms, leather armor, and crossbows.
These all have a certain amount, especially the armor. The Inspection Department has to pay for it by the hair of a person. If there is any damage, you have to exchange it with the County War Department for a new one - Xu Wujiang's level is too low, and he is not qualified to embezzle military armor like this.
device.
However, Xu Huai tied the narrow-edged iron knife around his waist and did not take it off, and Xu Wujiang did not care about it.
Everyone knows in their hearts that the crisis has not been resolved.
The setting sun has set on the distant mountain ridge, and the red clouds are like fire burning the sky above the mountain top.
Xu Huai stood on the ferry with his sword pressed. Although he still didn't understand why the assassin didn't take action, he felt inexplicably uneasy.
Maybe it’s the self-confidence that comes from receiving Lu Xiong’s advice and consciously making rapid progress in the past few days?
Although Huaiyuan is the only way to go directly from Xinyang, Guangzhou to Biyang, Tangzhou, there are very few business trips across counties and states in today's world. Those who stroll in the night market are mainly residents living on both sides of the Baijian River.
Xu Huai asked about the price of wine. He visited three inns in the market, but he didn't find any suspicious people. Of course, others thought he was a fool. He wanted to inquire about the information seriously, but no one came.
She would ignore him and make him angry and miserable.
Afterwards, I ran to Zheng’s shop on East Street to buy meat.
It was a butcher's shop facing the street. It was getting dark now, but the butcher shop hadn't closed yet.
Under the open awning, there are half a plate of unsold mutton and some chickens, ducks and fat geese placed on the butcher table. There is a high cabinet separated from the butcher case facing the street, and there are several square tables in the shop for diners.
Sit inside and eat wine and meat.
When Xu Huai came over, there were two people sitting and drinking at the square table in the corner of the shop. In front of the table were cooked mutton, roast goose, boiled peanuts and other dishes to go with the wine.
The shop was dimly lit, only illuminated by two oil lamps on the high cabinet.
Xu Huai glanced inside and didn't pay attention at first, but the two people quickly turned away after seeing him. Only then did he notice two long baggage bags on the square stools beside the table.
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In those days, business travelers were not allowed to carry knives outside for protection. Unless they did not want to attract attention, they would not wrap the sword with a furoshiki.
"You stupid pig, what on earth do you want to buy? You have a big mouth but you open it to talk, like a dead man standing in front of me, don't you think it's in the way? Why would Xu Jieji ask you, a fool, to come here to buy meat? Isn't he afraid of you, a fool?
Eat half of it in your stomach? It’s no wonder your parents died early. If they didn’t die, they would be angry to see you acting so stupid!” Butcher Zheng was sitting behind the high cabinet when he saw Xu Huai standing in front of the butcher case and looking around in the shop.
, as if he was greedy for other people's food, so he cursed and scolded him.
"Hi, uncle!"
Xu Huai had long been unhappy with people calling him "idiot" all day long. Butcher Zheng used to be tyrannical in the Huaiyuan market because of his vague relationship with the Tang family. He had often bullied him with words in the past.
At this time, Xu Huai was worried that he could not find an excuse to start a fight. Xu Huai reached out and grabbed Butcher Zheng by the collar of his robe, lifted him up from behind the butcher case, and slapped him twice, hitting him hard.
His teeth were broken and his mouth was crooked, with blood spurting out of his mouth. Then he grabbed his crotch with one hand and threw it into the shop.
"Fuck you!" The two people who were secretly observing Xu Huai didn't expect that Xu Huai would suddenly have a seizure and throw a living person weighing more than a hundred kilograms directly over three or four feet away?
They were agile, but they only got up to avoid it, and watched helplessly as Butcher Zheng knocked down the square elm table with a "crash".
The dishes and wine casings on the table fell together with the square stool beside the table, the baggage cloth spread out, and the two sabers rolled into the corner, and the blades were knocked out of their sheaths.
Xu Huai heard from Lu Xiong that Cai Qing had been in charge of military affairs in Jinggu and other places for many years, and had adopted orphans of generals who died in battle as personal soldiers to form an army.
After Cai Zheng was promoted to privy envoy and returned to the central government, as usual, he handed over the command of the troops to the commander-in-chief appointed by the imperial court. However, some of his cronies followed him to Bianjing as personal relatives; most of these cronies were in the military.
Master.
That day at Yingzizui, the three assassins were far away from each other, and their faces were covered with beards. Xu Huai did not see their faces clearly, but the two assassins who sneaked into the caravan and left suddenly the next day, Xu Huai
But I met them face to face.
To be honest, the two people in the shop looked unfamiliar. They were not the ones who had mixed up with the caravan before. But at this moment, the two long knives that rolled to the corner bounced out.
The slender bright silver bar is easy to hold, and it is exactly the standard saber that Lu Xiong said was commonly used by the generals of the Western Army.
Apparently four or five days passed, and Cai Qing sent new assassins from Bianjing to reinforce Huaiyuan Town!
"Uncle, if you humiliate me again, I will burn down your shop!" Xu Huai grabbed the mutton fan on the butcher table and smashed Butcher Zheng in the face as he stood up and tried to pounce on him, then knocked him to the ground again.
, without looking at the two people, grabbed the two roast geese on the meat table, wrapped them in lotus leaves and tied them with straw ropes, and shouted, "My seventeenth uncle will give you credit for these two fat geese. Ask your mother to apply them well."
Fans come here to ask for debt..."
The two assassins stood against the wall with knives, looking at each other. Seeing that Butcher Zheng failed to get up again, he sat on the ground and groaned, secretly shocked by the power of Xu Huai's arms.
There were two other waiters who usually worked at the butcher shop. They were also gangsters and were used to running rampant in the market with Butcher Zheng. At this time, they heard some noise and ran over from the kitchen at the back.
When they saw Butcher Zheng being beaten, how could they be willing to let Xu Huai go?
One of them picked up a bench and chased him out of the shop, while the other walked behind the high cabinet, picked up a boning knife from the butcher case and jumped out of the butcher case: "You have a father and a mother but you are a bastard.
Oh, how dare you smash Grandpa Zheng’s butcher shop!”
There was wind behind his ears. Xu Huai did not draw his sword. He stepped out to the side with his left foot, turning his back like a big dragon. He used his right arm to sweep towards the arm of the man who was rushing towards him from the bench. Then his body changed and moved forward.
Squatting down, he threw his body violently, making his elbow more like a heavy hammer, and hit the man's chest horizontally.
The changes in the first two movements of the Fu Mang Fist, Whip and Hammer, and the lightning and flint moves made Xu Huai feel indescribably happy. In actual combat, he was able to better understand the essence of the horizontal fist and horizontal slashing sword movements.
The scoundrel picked up the bench and pretended to learn some boxing and kicking skills. It was okay to bully the weak, but how could he be Xu Huai's opponent?
This person didn't even have time to react at all, and he was already flying away.
Although it was early spring and winter, and his coat was thick, and Xu Huai did not exert all his strength, the man was hit hard on the chest with a heavy elbow, and there was a muffled "click" sound. He fell more than two feet and fell to the ground, breathing rapidly, and he didn't know.
No broken sternum.
Several passers-by hurriedly ran away, fearing that they would be harmed. Some people screamed: "Fool Xu has killed someone!"
Xu Huai then took the sword in his hand and stared at the scoundrel who stood on the meat table with a boning knife and wanted to pounce on him with evil eyes: "Chen Gui, come here, I hope you can call me grandpa again!"
"You stupid bitch, I, I, let me talk to Xu Wujiang to reason with you. You are still justified in hurting people!" But the scoundrel didn't want to be a fool as usual. At this moment, his eyes looked as if he wanted to kill someone, and he didn't dare to attack.
