Chapter 640 Return to the Ancient Abyss Mountain above the Moon (Part 2)
Rivers surrounded the city. It was already late at night. The city walls were towering. There were a few firelights on the towering walls. The outline of the city extended behind. The bells of the ancient temple rang faintly.
There were only dim, dark yellow lights in the yard. Next to the stone tables and benches, there were towering old trees. The night wind blew gently, and the trees swayed gently. There seemed to be white mist in the air. When the trees moved, he looked up.
Look, the shadows of the trees cover half of the indifferent starlight. In the cool morning, the blue bird of memory is back.
He just sat there with his hands on his legs, thinking about various things.
"Ms. sir..."
"time to eat……"
"... mended clothes..."
"I want to be a magician..."
"...How can they do business like this!"
"...After all, we are family members."
There was the smell of burning small wooden buildings in the air. When it snowed, she walked in the snow, dragging her pot-bellied body back and forth... "Xi'er... a boy with a big destiny..."
He and Su Tan'er had gone through a lot of things, including the intrigues in the shopping mall, the joy of deciding the world, and the struggle between life and death. However, when he raised his head, the things he thought of were extremely trivial. It was time to eat,
Mending clothes, her proud face, angry face, angry face, joyful face, her hugging the child, the way she stood up from the bathtub naked, the way they looked when they were alone... trivial things
Yes, there are many things derived from this, but most of them have nothing to do with Tan'er. Those are things around him or in Beijing recently.
I want to focus on the north and hope you can help with the affairs in the south...
I trust you most...
"Uncle...Uncle..."
A soft voice sounded from behind. She turned her head and saw Juan'er standing timidly under the eaves.
Ning Yi looked at her for a moment, his face softened, and said: "...I'm not going to sleep yet."
"Uncle, you...don't worry about Miss, Miss is good with water...she may or may not be fine...she must be fine."
The night air was still flowing, but the person seemed to suddenly disappear. The illusion faded away after a moment: "Yeah." Ning Yi responded.
"I'm not worried," he said, "I'm not that worried...just wait for the news."
Nothing could be seen on Ning Yi's calm face, so that Juan'er didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, she said: "Well, Master Zhu Biao and the others..."
She told Ning Yi something, and Ning Yi listened quietly and nodded to express his understanding. Soon after, Juan'er left from under the eaves, and Ning Yi was the only one left in the courtyard. He sat in front of the stone table.
, I don’t know when. He suddenly waved his hands and hit the stone table with two fists. The stone table broke into several pieces and rolled around. Ning Yi sat there and didn’t move again.
In this misty night, there were different scenes inside and outside the Ning Mansion. As the owner, Ning Yi was sitting in the courtyard, and no one dared to disturb him. In the two courtyards next door, many people were suppressing the shadows of candles as they wavered.
What was being exchanged fiercely? Looking across the layers of high walls from the street outside Ning Mansion, the house was so quiet that it seemed like it had entered another world. In some shadows and corners, there were gathered arresters squatting in twos and threes.
quick.
"how's it going?"
A figure hurriedly came and walked into a nearby small house. The lights were on in the room. Tie Tianying was holding the giant sword and was concentrating with his eyes closed, but when the other party approached, he had already opened his eyes. Here he is.
He is one of the seven chief arrestees of the Ministry of Punishment. Liu Qinghe is responsible for one area in Gyeonggi Province.
"There's no news yet. How many people have you brought?" Tie Tianying said.
"I have more than 20 people under my command. In addition, the Kaifeng government office, the city patrol department and other departments have already prepared greetings. If necessary, more than 500 people can be mobilized within two hours..."
"What's the use of that."
"If it's really useless, you and I can just turn around and run away. The City Patrol Department and the Kaifeng Mansion Office are useless, so we can only alert the Taiwei Mansion and the Ministry of War... The matter is really so serious. Does he want to rebel? Why is this?"
"Of course things won't reach that level, but I'm not sure of this person's thoughts. I'm just afraid that he will ignore it and want revenge."
Liu Qinghe opened the window and looked out: "A wife is like a piece of clothing. I have seen this man's inner demons really show up, and his methods are vicious and fierce. But the family has a big business, so he won't be so reckless. He is a man who does big things."
"What I'm afraid of is not that he will offend the higher-ups, but that he will seek revenge on you and me, and on Zong Feixiao. Although the Right Prime Minister's Mansion has collapsed now, he can have both sides, including the Grand Master's Mansion, the Guangyang County Prince's Mansion, and even Mr. Wang.
I even heard that the current Holy One knows his name. Now that something happened to his wife, he wants to vent. If the point is made, you and I may not be able to handle it. You also said that this person is cruel and ruthless, even if he is not
It will be launched openly, and it is impossible to guard against it.”
"His wife may not be dead. They are still looking for her." Liu Qinghe said, "If she is really dead, I will give him three steps back."
"What I'm afraid of is that even if he's not dead, he will take revenge." Tie Tianying closed his eyes and continued to recuperate, "You never saw him when he went crazy."
"I've seen it in Beijing too."
Liu Qinghe looked outside and replied casually that when Fang Qifu was escorted to Beijing, three criminal chiefs were involved, namely Tie Tianying, Zong Feixiao and Fan Zhong who arrived later, but Liu Qinghe
I had seen Ning Yi's methods of dealing with those martial arts people in the capital, so I said this.
Then, it became quiet here.
Separated by several high walls, inside the Ning Mansion, which seemed quiet in the night, a group of people's discussion came to an end. The servants brought some food, and some people brought pastries and meals to satisfy their hunger. This was something they could always have in Zhuji.
A figure from Fuli went to the small courtyard where Ning Yi was, it was Zhu Biao.
He stopped under the eaves, looked at the figure sitting on the stone bench in the yard, and said a few words. When the other person didn't respond, he raised his head and said a few more words. Only then did the figure on the stone bench look back, his eyes
He looked at him sternly and said a few words to him, which seemed to be scolding.
The cold wind at night swept away the words in the darkness. In the capital, nearly a million people gathered, living, traveling, buying and selling, socializing, loving, and all kinds of desires and thoughts were intertwined openly or covertly. This
At night, there was small-scale tension in various parts of the capital, but it had nothing to do with the overall safety of the capital. When a towering tree like the Prime Minister collapsed, small-scale friction and small-scale vigilance could appear at any moment.
From the emperor down there are ministers and eunuchs, from the ministers down there are the staff and general managers, and further down, there are all kinds of idlers working on things, including people from the criminal department, arresters from the yamen, and people of both black and white. A word from the master,
It made tens of thousands of people at the bottom nervous, but it still wasn't a big deal.
A slight white mist appeared on the horizon, and when the white fish belly appeared in the eastern sky, the city seemed more peaceful and quiet. Tie Tianying opened his eyes and looked at the Ning Mansion, which was motionless and not many people came in or out, with serious eyes.
, many people breathed a small sigh of relief.
"We still have to keep an eye on it today," Liu Qinghe said from the side.
Tie Tianying nodded.
Nothing happened. That morning, Tie Tianying got news from Ning Mansion through connections. He only said that the boss of Ning Mansion had not slept all night, and was just sitting or walking around in the yard, seeming to be thinking.
Remembering my wife. But other than that, nothing much happened.
This day is April 26th.
In the evening, Ning Yi's driver came out of the back door, and Liu Qinghe and Tie Tianying rushed over. After stopping the driver, Ning Yi opened the car curtain and gave them his hands.
"Mr. Liu, Mr. Tie, are you okay?" He didn't smile much and was a little tired. But he seemed to be showing goodwill. Tie Tianying looked at him seriously, as if he wanted to read his emotions from the other person's face.
An idea came to mind. Liu Qinghe cupped his hands and said, "It's nothing. It's just that after the Jurchens left, there was no peace in the capital. I happened to meet him and wanted to ask Mr. Ning where he planned to go."
"In the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, can I meet with the Prime Minister?"
"Oh, of course, Mr. Ning, please do."
Liu Qinghe smiled kindly and raised his hand.
Waking up from his drowsy sleep, Qin Siyuan smelled the smell of medicine.
The sound of decoction rang out in the cell. The old man opened his eyes and saw Ning Yi sitting not far away. Compared with the prisons in other places, the prison in the criminal department mostly held prisoners, convicted and unconvicted, and the environment
It is much better than an ordinary prison, but Ning Yi must have put a lot of thought into sending all kinds of things in.
He took a small fan and was fanning himself by the stove. Through the small window, it was just when the last ray of sunlight fell in the evening.
"Li Heng is here."
"You said you were sick. Come and take a look."
"It won't take a lot of trouble to move all the stoves in, right?"
"If you have enough connections, a carriage can drive in. If you don't have enough connections, you may not even be able to live here. You are already like this. You have the right to not use it. It will become invalid upon expiration."
"Haha." The old man laughed, and there was silence in the cell for a moment, "I heard about what happened over there."
Ning Yi, who was sitting over there, nodded: "Yes, Tan'er fell into the river."
"Since the news has not yet been confirmed, you don't have to worry too much. If we don't find the person, there will be a better chance."
"That's a strong woman, there's no need to worry. Otherwise, they would have had to worry to death if I had gone north alone." Ning Yi smiled.
The old man also smiled: "Li Heng feels the same way and feels guilty, right?"
"A little bit." Ning Yi nodded, "But things are like this. When one party goes out, the other party always has to worry..." He paused, and then said: "I thought about a lot of things last night, mostly about Tan'er.
There are also those days when I was in Jiangning, running and playing chess every day. Old man, if you hadn’t come up and I hadn’t come up, wouldn’t there be no need to worry?”
The old man who had sat up by the bed smiled, his eyes complex and kind. Ning Yi's question did not need to be answered. They were both strong people, so this could only be regarded as a sigh, not a question.
"What are Li Heng going to do next?"
"There are some things that need to be adjusted. It won't be easy for me to leave."
"Kang Xian still has some skills."
"Master Cai, Prince Tong...and other people like this. I originally wanted to try to get away from it, and hug the thighs of Princess Guo's mansion, but things are getting more and more complicated..."
"Li Heng, you have already expected it, haven't you?"
"I have expected that there will always be a way to break the situation, but it is indeed getting harder and harder." Ning Yi tilted his head, "Even the man in the palace, he knows my name... Of course I have to thank him, earlier
Someone reported Zhuji and my name to someone the next day. The person in the palace told others that there is a problem with the Prime Minister, but you should not talk too much about it. Ning Yi, Ning Liheng, has made great contributions in Xiacun.
When investigating a case, don’t beat everyone at once…well, he knows me.”
"Where is Jane in the emperor's heart..." Qin Siyuan looked at Ning Yi with complicated eyes, but he was not happy.
Ning Yi smiled: "What do you think...what does that person think?"
Qin Siyuan shook his head: "...Don't guess what you mean."
The young man by the fire laughed again. This smile was much more meaningful.
With the popping sound, the room was filled with the smell of medicine, which can make people feel peaceful. After a while, Qin Siyuan said: "Then you don't plan to leave?"
"In about ten days, your case will be decided."
"Yes." The old man sighed, "It would be pointless to delay it any longer."
"I can at least do some things when I stay in the capital." Ning Yi thought for a while, "After you leave, I will help you pass on the book. I have promised you this, mainly this one."
"Yes, with this one thing, I can rest in peace..."
"It's only three thousand miles. Go south. The south is hotter and the fruit is good. As long as you pay more attention, you can eat 300 lychees a day. You may live a hundred years. I will escort you there."
The cell became quiet again.
After a while, Ning Yi was heard saying: "Mr. Qin, think about it, you have worked hard all the way here, but it always has no effect. You took the blame for the Blackwater Alliance. I hope the rest
People can cheer up, but they didn't. After the revival, you worried about the Northern Expedition and went against the grain. You offended so many people and sent soldiers to the north. But you couldn't fight at all. In the battle of Bianliang and the battle of Taiyuan, you always tried desperately to struggle.
It's hard to find a way out, and finally there is such a way, and no one walks on it. Everything you do will eventually come to nothing, and you will be hit with stones and thrown with dung. How do you feel in your heart? "
The gray-haired old man sat there and thought for a while.
"I'm... very heartbroken." His words were low, but his eyes were calm. He just spoke in a low voice, word for word, "I'm heartbroken about what may happen to them in the future."
His answer was sincere and not sarcastic at all. Ning Yi nodded. Soon after, the medicine was ready and Ning Yi poured it into the bowl. The old man suddenly asked: "What about Li Heng?"
"Um?"
"Li Heng...what does it feel like?"
The two people looked at each other, questioningly, but also calmly.
"People have to earn their own lives." Ning Yi paused, "I will leave the book for you."
He cooled the medicine bowl and handed it to Qin Siyuan. The food box was also placed aside. The two chatted about home affairs for a while, and soon Ning Yi said goodbye and left.
The setting sun has long since dispersed, the city is gorgeous and the crowds are like weaving.
There are unknown lines rising from different places and extending in different directions.
Some orders were issued within Zhuji and were only digested internally. Near Bozhou, both Liumen and Zhuji's forces were searching for people along the river. The rain was still falling, making it more difficult to find people.
, so the results have not yet appeared.
On April 27, about 500 miles away from Bianliang, on the post road in Queshan County near Runing, a convoy transporting goods north was slowly moving forward. The convoy had a total of six large vehicles, and the entire caravan escorting the goods was three
There were about ten people in different costumes. Several of them were armed men with tough looks. From a glance, they looked like they often walked on the road.
After the Jurchen war hit the capital, there was a shortage of supplies and people. In the past few months, a large number of caravans and goods have been rushing to the capital. In order to fill the vacancy in the supply of goods, the trade routes have also become extremely prosperous. This team is looking at
The timing is right, ready to go to Beijing to make a fortune.
The driver of the second cart in the convoy was waving his whip. He was a one-armed man wearing a bamboo hat and had no apparent expression. Behind the carts were cargo, boxes were piled up, and a woman's figure was lying on her side.
In the car, she was wearing a light blue floral skirt belonging to the Miao people. Under the skirt was a pair of blue embroidered shoes. She put her legs together, curled up, rested her head on several boxes, and held a bamboo hat with a veil.
She completely covered her head. The long box under her head was bouncing around with the traffic, and she didn't know how her fragile body could fall asleep.
Soon, a galloping horse came from the front. The rider on the horse, covered with dust, stopped when he passed by.
The knight dismounted and spoke a few words to someone in the caravan, and then he was led over again. Next to the second car, he handed a note and said something to the one-armed man.
There seemed to be the word "demanding goods" in the words. Unknowingly, the girl behind her had sat up. The one-armed man handed her the note, and she looked at it.
The few people in the caravan who approached were the core members. Because of the information just given, everyone was whispering among themselves. Some people acted in disbelief, but most of them seemed happy.
Unexpectedly happy.
The girl in the floral dress sat there and thought for a while, and finally called a man with a sword next to her, handed him a note, and gave him a few instructions. The man immediately turned back to pack his luggage, and soon he galloped back in the direction of his horse.
And go. He will run south for nearly a thousand miles in two days, and his destination is a village called Lanhuandong in the mountains of Miao territory.
The motorcade continued to move forward, stopping at a roadside inn in the evening. A girl wearing a veil and a bamboo hat walked up a nearby hill, and behind her, a man followed her carrying a rectangular box.
As the sun set, the girl stood on the hill and took off her bamboo hat. She looked towards the north, and the bright sunset shone on the side of her face. On that side of the face, there was a somewhat complicated but clear smile.
The wind blew over, blowing the dust and grass flying in the air, like dandelions in the spring breeze. In the brilliant glow, everything became beautiful and peaceful...
It was also the evening of April 27th. In a small town near Bozhou, a man and two women walked into the town.
The rain has stopped, and the streets of the town are muddy after the rain. Both men and women are dressed simply. One of the men and women looks like farmers in the mountains. They are humble, honest, and obedient. They are a bit rustic. Even though the other woman is wearing a
She wore simple patched clothes and had a calm and generous temperament on her face. While talking to the two of them, she led them forward. Finally, they found a shop where they bought cloth.
The leading woman said a few words to the shopkeeper of the cloth shop, then turned back to point to the man and woman outside the door. The shopkeeper immediately welcomed them in warmly.
The woman had gone to the back of the shop and written down a message, and soon after, the message was sent out, heading north.
Bianliang, April 27th has passed. In the Criminal Department, Liu Qinghe and others looked at the feedback information. No matter whether it was Zhuji, Wuruiying or Ningfu, there was no movement, and everything was more or less relaxed.
Take a breath.
On April 28th, the news that Su Tan'er was safe was first transmitted to Ning Mansion, and then, several parties paying attention to this area also received the news one after another.
In the evening, Zhu Biao walked into the courtyard where Ning Yi was. In the room, Ning Yi was sitting behind the desk, looking down at something, and drinking tea slowly, just like the previous few days. He knocked on the door, and then waited.
"Brother Ning, the boss lady is fine, should we just... continue to prepare to leave?"
Ning Yi glanced at him: "...Am I already old?"
"Um?"
"I feel a lot older this morning. Look, do I look like fifty, sixty, or seventy now?"
"Brother Ning, of course you are not old..."
"...Then why do you always want to be my boss lately?"
Ning Yi asked this question, Zhu Biao was speechless, and then saw him raise his head: "What did you just say?"
…
In the Criminal Department, Liu Qinghe took a long breath, and then said something to the chief arrester Fan Zhong who hurried back from the side with a smile on his face. Fan Zhong also smiled and nodded. On the other side, he looked thoughtful.
Tie Tianying still had a gloomy face, and then he went out without saying a word.
At the Guangyang County Prince's Mansion, Tong Guan summoned his trusted general Li Bingwen, who was now in charge of Wurui Camp, and inquired about many things in detail.
In the palace, Zhou Zhe looked at the eunuch Wang Chongguang below, thought for a moment, and then nodded.
He smiled with some regret and sarcasm. Then he lowered his head and dealt with other political matters.
He has a lot of big things to do, and his eyes cannot stay on a small thing for entertainment.
Part of the city is still running as usual after a small delay, turning the eyes of the big shots back to the main issues of the national economy and people's livelihood.
After that, there were three heavy rains, and the weather changed. It was cloudy or sunny after the rain. There were also thunder and lightning across the sky during the rain. Outside the city, the Yellow River roared and surged. Among the mountains, rivers and fields, cars drove by, walked by, and left.
People here are gradually coming back. After entering May, the trial of the traitor Qin Siyuan in the capital has finally come to an end. The weather has completely turned hot, and midsummer is approaching. It seems that many of the previous sufferings will also come to an end.
In a season like this, it’s the end.
Bamboo Notes, on the list that people pay attention to, fall back... (To be continued...)