At the top of Qingzhou City, two veterans, Jiang Zhe and Ge Qiuwen, walked for a while holding guns. When they walked to the city tower, they saw that the flag officer was not there, so they sat down against the wall and began to enjoy supper. Jiang Zhe took a supper from his arms.
He took out the big sugar cake that his wife baked for him, tore open half of it and gave it to Ge Qiuwen. Ge Qiuwen also took out an oil paper bag from his arms, which contained two steamed buns, some pickles and minced meat. The two of them wore clothes.
Wipe your hands and eat one bite of cake and one vegetable.
Jiang Zhe took a bite of the big cake and gloated: "Hey, I heard that the day before yesterday, Prince Qi summoned several senior officials from our Qingzhou Command Division, Chief Envoy Division and Qingzhou Prefecture Yamen, and cursed them.
, I heard that it was because the prince knew about the assassination of Yang Xu, a scholar in this city, at home a few days ago. The prince was furious and reprimanded all the adults, saying that Qingzhou Prefecture was his vassal state.
Banditry is rampant in Qingzhou City, and the prince is going to dispatch three guards to take charge of the security of Qingzhou. Hey, this is great. If the prince is serious about it, we don't have to stand here all night choking, and we can go home and hug each other.
My mother-in-law is happy enough and has a good sleep."
Ge Qiuwen curled his lips and said: "Shit! This is just an opportunity for Prince Qi to have an attack. If the prince really sends troops to take charge of the security of Qingzhou, use your brain and think about it. Will it benefit you?"
Jiang Zhenahan said: "How can this not be a good thing? There are three guards of soldiers and horses patrolling the city to defend the city, and we can easily get paid. Isn't it a good thing?"
"you're so dumb!"
Jiang Zhe took a bite of the pie, rolled his eyes and reprimanded his old friend: "We don't know anything else. Let's just talk about the city gate tax. If the three guards guard the city, is it your business? How much do you want to charge?
How much is it? How much is it collected? Can I still share it with you? It's hard work for us brothers standing on the night guard, but there is also oil and water when guarding the city gate. If we really need to replace the palace guards, why don't you just drink the northwest wind?
In terms of military pay, is your wife willing to bake white-flour steamed buns with minced meat for you?"
Ge Qiuwen touched his head and muttered: "I hope you have two sons. A well-fed man will not eat a hungry man. I only have three girls in my family. I would rather stay with my wife while I am young and strong. No matter what, I have to have one.
Son comes out, otherwise who will use the money he makes to give it to his mother?"
When he mentioned his son, Jiang Zhe smiled brightly: "Speaking of sons, my two sons are both promising. Hey, old Jiang, in one year's time, my eldest son and your second daughter will be old enough to get married.
Now that we are old enough, how about we get an in-law? You know my mother-in-law is an honest person who can’t be kicked out of her. If your second girl marries into our family, she will never be bullied by her mother-in-law."
Ge Qiuwen groaned and said: "Marrying into your family? OK, what about the betrothal gift? How much can you pay? The eldest girl from my family married the young man who is the old shopkeeper of Wangjia Oil Shop in Beicheng, and the betrothal gift is..."
Jiang Zhe said angrily: "Why do you just accept money? Talking about money hurts our feelings. You just said that the Wang family gave a lot of gifts, why didn't you say that your eldest girl was so upset by the Wang family? My mother-in-law is amazing,
Sister-in-law ran on..."
Ge Qiuwen hummed: "That's better than being poor and suffering."
Just as he was talking, someone from the city shouted: "Open the door! Open the door!"
The two people ignored them at first, but the man at the bottom of the city was still shouting. Jiang Zhe stood up, lay on the top of the city and shouted angrily: "The city is closed at night, don't you know the rules? Stay here, we will open the city again tomorrow morning.
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The man at the bottom of the city shouted fiercely: "Open the city immediately and let me in. I am from Prince Qi's Mansion. I have something important to report to the Prince. If you delay the Prince's affairs, you will have many heads chopped off!"
"A person from Prince Qi's Mansion?"
Ge Qiuwen was startled, quickly put away his food, stood up, and looked down the city. He could vaguely see a figure, whose appearance and facial features were not clear, and he said: "What basis do you have for saying that you are from Prince Qi's Mansion?"
The man at the foot of the city said: "I have the palace-piercing sign from Prince Qi's Mansion on my body as proof!"
Jiang Zhe and Ge Qiuwen looked at each other and hurriedly went to get a basket and tied it with a rope. Ge Qiuwen shouted down: "Please, please put the sign in the basket. We have to verify your identity first."
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The man put the waist card into the basket as instructed. The two of them took the basket back and looked at the waist card under the light. Sure enough, it was the palace card of Prince Qi, and it was made of ivory. It was heavy and smooth and delicate to the touch.
From the looks of it, this gentleman in the city has a high official rank in Prince Qi's palace.
Although the city is closed at night and no entry or exit is allowed, the rules are set by people. Even in the Jinling City under the emperor's feet, the rules are not iron-clad and cannot be accommodated at all, let alone the Qingzhou Prefecture on the ground in Shandong. It is not that there have been no high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the past.
The matter of coming in and out at night was now verified. Ge Qiuwen quickly put down the basket again and said: "Master, if you want to open the city gate, you must ask for the order from the commander-in-chief. I don't dare to make the decision."
, Master, please sit down in the basket and we will pull you up."
With that said, he quickly greeted Jiang Zhe: "Hurry up, hurry up, come here and help. If you neglect the noble man, you will inevitably be beaten."
The man sat in the basket as he was told and let two men pull him with a wheel frame, slowly rising to the top of the city.
Qingzhou City has been the political, economic, and military center of Shandong for more than a thousand years. Every time there was a war in the Central Plains, Qingzhou was the area with the most frequent wars. Therefore, after thousands of years of management and construction, Qingzhou City is tall and solid, easy to
It is difficult to defend and attack. The city wall is five feet nine feet high, and the upper part is slightly tilted outward, making it extremely difficult to climb. When the basket is halfway up, it is no longer close to the city wall, and the breeze blows, making it slightly turbulent.
The basket was raised to the top of the city. Before Jiang Zhe and Ge Qiuwen reached out to hold each other, the man climbed up the city wall and jumped in. When the two people on the top of the city took a look, the man who entered Qingzhou at night was wearing a tile hat.
He has a beard that extends to his eyebrows and a beard under his chin. He looks to be around thirty-five or nineteen years old. He is wearing a short brown jacket and a pair of tiger-catching Bai Na cloth shoes. He is exactly what he is dressed for on a long walk.
The man reached the top of the city and stretched out his hand. Ge Qiuwen hurriedly handed over the ivory waistband respectfully. The man held it in his arms and walked away without saying a word. Jiang Zhe lightly pouted at his back and whispered.
He scolded: "What's your air? You're just a bird. If you don't rely on the power of Prince Qi's palace, none of the men will look at you seriously."
The two people put away the basket and sat down against the wall again, continuing to eat and talk about their children and their marriage. As for the visitors on the city wall tonight, it was just an insignificant episode in their lives. They stood guard with guns and just
Just to make ends meet, too lazy to pay any more attention to it.
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It was late at night, and Feng Xihui had already fallen asleep.
Feng Xihui is not addicted to alcohol or sex, and has always maintained good living habits. Because of his unremitting practice of martial arts, even though he is over forty years old, his physical fitness has just reached the peak of a man.
"Dong dong dong!" There was a knocking sound on the window, and Feng Xihui woke up suddenly. When he woke up, he immediately realized that something was wrong. Liu Xu and An Yuanwei were not qualified to contact him on their own initiative. Only Zhang Shisan..., and Zhang
Thirteen has long since turned into a piece of loess. Who is knocking on the window in the middle of the night?
Feng Xihui sat up suddenly and shouted in a low voice: "Who is it?"
"Brother Feng comes out and sees you, won't you know?"
The accent of the man outside the window was very strange. Feng Xihui was well-informed, but he had never heard such an accent. Of course he had never heard of it, because this accent was from Mandarin more than nine hundred years later, which was different from the pronunciation at this time.
There is naturally a certain difference in pronunciation. Feng Xihui was still waiting to ask again, but he heard the sound of footsteps and the man was already walking out. Feng Xihui had no time to think about it, so he hurriedly got up, put on his clothes, and chased outside.
Feng Xihui did not carry any weapons. His Xiuchun Dao was well hidden and inconvenient to use. Moreover, he was not an inspector and did not carry a sword with him. However, Feng Xihui was an expert and bold man, and with just a pair of fleshy palms, he was confident.
Few people could do anything to him, so he was unafraid.
Feng Xihui took down the crossbar of the door gate, opened the door and immediately stepped aside to see if there was anything wrong. Then he stepped out and saw a figure standing upright on the low wall in front of his yard. When he saw him coming out, he walked toward him.
He waved his hand and jumped down.
Feng Xihui did not open the courtyard door again, and immediately jumped over, stretched out his hand to press the wall, and flew out. At this moment, he gathered strength in his legs and was already on guard, fearing that the man would crouch under the wall and attack him unexpectedly.
After landing firmly on the ground, he regained his composure for a moment, and with a sharp glance, he saw that the man was already running into the distance under the faint moonlight. Feng Xihui was annoyed and immediately started to chase him.
Feng Xihui was upset because he felt like he was being led by someone's nose. He didn't like this feeling. But he had to chase after him. There were too many secrets hidden in his heart. He couldn't figure out this person's identity and origins.
Purpose, he really had trouble sleeping and eating.
Feng Xihui's residence was already remote, and the direction in which the man fled was even more remote. This suited Feng Xihui's wishes, because he did not want the watchman to see him moving at night. However, this made Feng Xihui even more
Alert. The two men ran and chased each other, and soon arrived at a very open area in the West City. This place was originally a forest. Thanks to the gift of King Qi, in order to build a new palace, people have been digging here recently, moving trees, and digging.
The ground is bumpy.
The man stood at the edge of the forest, waiting for Feng Xihui with his hands behind his hands. Feng Xihui chased him closer, slowed down first, and looked around warily. Due to excavation and felling, the trees here have become extremely sparse, and
Those uncles who were not hugging the trees, if they were hiding someone, it would be difficult to escape his eyes. Feng Xihui took a closer look and confirmed that there was only one person in front of him, and he was immediately reassured.
Feng Xihui stood still more than two feet away and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, your Excellency, and why did you bring me here late at night?"
"My officer?"
The man smiled softly, held up the brim of his corrugated hat, and said teasingly: "I wonder if your official is the inspector of Qingzhou Prefecture, or the chief flag officer of Jinyiwei?"
Feng Xihui changed his color when he heard that Youran had been lurking in Qingzhou for more than four years. Today, his identity was suddenly revealed and the biggest secret hidden in his heart was revealed. This shock almost shocked Feng Xihui.