Liyuan is one of the three most famous theaters in Yuzhou City. It faces east and west, with verandahs on the north and south sides, forming a courtyard. The verandahs are two stories high, and audiences can sit inside and watch the opera.
On the west side is the elegant and simple archway.
Walking into the theater, the gray tiles and red columns are spectacular and gorgeous.
At this time, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the pear garden, high-pitched and melodious, resounding like thunder.
Then the sound of intense gongs and drums kept hitting my ears.
Just listening to the lyrics and singing, it was sad and plaintive, and the spectators in the audience cheered and made noise everywhere.
Zhao Qingmei was wearing plain white clothes and sitting on the second floor, looking at the actors in the audience with a cold expression.
"Leader!"
Not long after, the ghost-faced Buddha appeared behind her.
"How's the check going?"
Zhao Qingmei took a sip of tea.
"My subordinates are incompetent and failed to identify this person." The ghost-faced Buddha hurriedly leaned over and said.
Tan Yun frowned and said: "I think this person may have just passed through Yuzhou City, and maybe he has left now. Otherwise, how could the Renzong master not investigate it?"
The Demon Sect is an organization that claims to be comparable to the Human Emperor's dragnet. Basically, it is not difficult to investigate a second-level master, unless the person is a master from the royal family or other top forces.
What kind of master does this exist that even the Human Sect has not been able to detect?
Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "Since there is no result, don't spend a lot of manpower and material resources. Do you have any news about the other thing I asked you to investigate?"
Ghost-faced Buddha said: "My subordinates investigated some things clearly, but found other information."
Zhao Qingmei tapped her jade fingers lightly on the table and said nothing.
"The divine fortune teller Jiang Sanjia is in Yuzhou City and is being imprisoned in the Yuzhou Dungeon."
"A Yuzhou prefect shouldn't have such great abilities."
"The leader is wise, Jiang Sanjia is under the joint custody of Liu Haoping, the chief helmsman of the Cao Gang in Yuzhou, and the prefect of Yuzhou. The Cao Gang may be behind it..."
"Caogang?"
Zhao Qingmei's expression was as calm as an ancient well.
The Ghost Faced Buddha said solemnly: "Since the Cao Gang swallowed up the Angry Whale Gang, its sphere of influence has spanned Jiangnan Road, Jinling Road, Jiangdong Road, and Yidao. The number of members of the gang has also expanded to hundreds of thousands, and during this period, the number of members has increased by hundreds of thousands.
With the addition of second-level masters such as the Three Monsters of Xishan and Cangshan Feiying, the Cao Gang's momentum has soared in a short period of time. It is one of the best among the five gangs. Coupled with the strong assistance of the four major chambers of commerce behind it, its reputation is at its peak, and it is faintly powerful.
The power of the largest gang in the world."
"It seems that our demon sect has not been to Dayan for decades, and Dayan has changed its situation." Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly.
From the beginning to the end, his expression remained calm and unchanging.
"They're just a bunch of chickens and dogs." Tan Yun raised his head and snorted.
"Don't underestimate these four major chambers of commerce." Ghost-faced Buddha shook his head and said: "These four major chambers of commerce are composed of Shanxi merchants, Jiangnan merchants, Jiangdong merchants, and Southern merchants. Behind them, they form a huge economic lifeline. Among them,
There are not only cloth, banks, porcelain, silk, and even desert grassland trade, it can be said that it accounts for about 20% of Dayan's livelihood. Stamping his feet, the entire Jiangnan Road will be shaken."
"And Cao Anmin, the prefect of Yuzhou, is just one of the figures among Jiangnan merchants, not even the real core figure."
The fact that the prefect of a city, and the prefect of such an important city as Yuzhou City, could not enter the core of the Caobang, shows how extraordinary the senior officials of the Caobang were.
Zhao Qingmei glanced at the opera actor below and asked, "What do they want to do by imprisoning this fortune teller?"
Ghost Faced Buddha took a deep breath and said: "This is the core secret of the Cao Gang. Only Cao Anmin, the prefect of Yuzhou, and Liu Haoping, the chief helmsman of Yuzhou, know about it in Yuzhou City. The news I got is that the Cao Gang seems to be here for something.
It’s a very ancient object, and may even date back to the previous Zhou Dynasty.”
"interesting."
Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly.
"Master, what should we do now? Do we want to seize food from the tiger's mouth?" The Ghost-faced Buddha paused and then said: "Gui Gu's divine fortune teller is the descendant of Gui Gu. Gui Gu's derivation of the secrets will consume the body's energy and hard work. The divine fortune teller relies on
God has been in the world for decades, and his vitality has long been exhausted. Coupled with the torture in the dungeon, there may not be enough left to uncover the murderer of the old leader..."
The Guigu sect is an extremely mysterious sect in the world, and the divine fortune teller Jiang Sanjia is one of its descendants.
"With his life."
Zhao Qingmei said quietly: "It can still be counted again, but this time the action should not be too big. If it works, it will be successful, and if it cannot, it will be counted."
"My subordinate understands."
The ghost-faced Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly, "I have clearly investigated the situation in the Yuzhou dungeon. The dungeon gathers many experts from Yuzhou City and members of the Cao Gang. These people are all elites selected by the Cao Gang."
"What we killed were elites."
...........
In the dark, silent cell, a damp and putrid smell wafted.
There are prison cells on both sides of the long and narrow passage. The prison cells are very simple and made of stones. There is only a straw mat on the bed in the corner.
Yuzhou Prison is divided into two floors. The upper floor houses ordinary prisoners, most of whom are thieves and gangsters. They may be released after being held for a few days.
The second underground floor houses serious criminals. Most of these prisoners are extremely vicious and will be executed when the time comes.
Extending towards the depths of the second floor, there are fewer and fewer prisoners in the cells on both sides. The walls of many of the cells are still covered with blood stains and strange symbols.
Especially deep on the second floor, the air is damp and rancid, giving people an extremely eerie feeling.
"Clang!" "Clang!"
At this time, the sound of iron tools shaking came from the deepest cell.
"Brother Jiang, stop struggling. The more you struggle, the more you waste the vitality in your body."
A voice sounded.
I saw that the air in the cell was filled with dense iron chains. These dark iron chains had a strange luster, and they were obviously not made of ordinary iron.
These iron chains formed a series of shackles, connecting to the person in the center of the cell.
The man's hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and his face could not be seen clearly.
Standing next to him was a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing official robes. This man was Cao Anmin, the prefect of Yuzhou.
Yuzhou City is one of the core cities in Jiangnan Road. Being able to be the prefect of Yuzhou requires more than just a few talents. It also requires strength and a strong background.
And Cao Anmin's background is very strong and powerful, it is the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, and the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce is one of the four major chambers of commerce that controls the Caobang.
Therefore, Cao Anmin has been the magistrate of Yuzhou for thirteen years and is untouchable.
"The vitality in my body is gradually cut off. You seem to be more scared than me?"
The frail man with disheveled hair revealed a pair of blood-red eyes.
Those eyes were glowing with blood, like a bloody light in the abyss in the quiet prison, which made people feel cold in their backs and chilled in their hearts.
"Afraid?"
Cao Anmin laughed and said, "I am indeed afraid. I am afraid that Brother Jiang will die like this and I will not be able to do my job at that time, but this does not threaten me."
"I have always had some admiration for you, Jiang Sanjia, and I have not resorted to any means..."
If Jiang Sanjia dies, it will indeed be difficult for him to do business, but if he is threatened like this, it would be to underestimate Cao Anmin.
Jiang Sanjia sneered, "Do you think I will be afraid of your methods?"
"A person who is not even afraid of death is indeed not afraid of many things."
Cao Anmin took a deep breath, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, "But people who are not afraid of death may be afraid of other things."
"for example?"
"The eunuch in charge of Kunning Palace is very greedy for money. It's easy to send you there. What do you think?"
After Cao Anmin finished speaking, Jiang Sanjia's pupils shrank suddenly. There was the person he least wanted to see in Kunning Palace in his life.
"Hahahahaha!"
Cao Anmin raised his head and laughed.
This laughter was indeed extremely mocking in Jiang Sanjia's ears.
"Brother Jiang, this dungeon is heavily guarded. There are dungeon guards and elite Cao Gang guards. Ordinary people cannot get in at all. I advise you not to take any chances."
"After all, you don't want to die, otherwise you would have breathed your last and died. I will give you a final period of time to think about it. After all, I can wait forever, but some people can't."
After Cao Anmin finished speaking, he left the cell with his hands behind his back.
"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"
The moment Cao Anmin walked out, the guards behind him closed the cell door again and locked three iron locks.