In recent years, the Fuwei Escort Agency has been severely squeezed by the prefecture's Yamen.
Now that this stupid prefect has caused such a big scandal, he is really enjoying himself.
When it was time to eat at noon, he said to the mother and son:
"This prefect always looks down on those of us who practice martial arts, calling us vulgar martial artists.
Every time he sees me, he wants to raise his neck to the sky.
But look at the dirty things he did... three grown men."
At this point, Lin Zhennan suddenly got stuck. He remembered that there was a little girl beside him now.
Mrs. Wang said strangely:
"Master, why are you saying something different from what I heard?
When the wife of Principal Inspector Liu came to visit me in the morning, she mentioned this matter."
"Then what did Madam Liu say?"
"She said that yesterday, people from the White Lotus Sect broke into the backyard of the prefect's Yamen and captured the prefect and several colleagues.
Then they wanted to force a few people from the prefect to join their sect.
Unfortunately, none of them agreed. Just when they were about to be killed and silenced, they happened to be discovered by the magistrate's request.
Several people from the White Lotus Sect were captured.
So they held a grudge and made up what you just said."
Lin Zhennan mocked:
"Ma'am, this is nonsense.
If Bailian really wanted to cause chaos, the city gate would not have been opened this morning.
Moreover, the soldiers under the Inspection Department and the garrison have already been searching for the rebels from house to house."
Mrs. Wang immediately knew that what Mrs. Liu said was unreliable.
"But I heard from Mrs. Liu, the inspector, that everyone in the yamen seems to agree with this statement."
Wang Lidong smiled and said:
"Mom, these words are for themselves.
As long as they believe it themselves and then find a way to make their superiors believe it too, that's fine.
Maybe after a while, you will still hear news of praise from the court for these three people.
As for whether the people believe it or not, they don't care at all.
Just like mom, when you walk, you never care whether you step on ants."
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Lin Zhennan stroked his beard, nodded with satisfaction and said:
"In the past few days, I have been worried that Ping'er will not do well as an official. It seems that my worries as a father are unnecessary.
What a pity for my son’s talent.
You should let Ping'er study hard when he was a child, so that he can take the imperial examination and become an official. Maybe there will be a Jinshi master in our family."
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After lunch, Wang Lidong was ready to go shopping in the city.
Go to the stable and pull up your little white horse, one person and one horse, and walk slowly to the door of the escort agency.
As soon as he walked to the martial arts training ground, he met head escort Ji.
He was leading two young men to the stables.
But when Wang Lidong saw the two people's costumes, he immediately became suspicious.
One tall and one short, they both wore a white scarf on their headbands, green robes, bare feet, earless hemp shoes, and each held a long sword in their left hand.
Isn't this how people from Sichuan and Shu dress up? The Qingcheng sect in the novel also dresses like this.
"Young escort, long time no see."
"Boss Ji, long time no see."
Wang Lidong pretended to be the same as usual, said hello and continued to walk out.
However, he paid attention to the conversation between the three of them.
"Two young heroes, tell me which horse you like later. When you go on the road tomorrow, you will ride on..."
It turned out that the two of them were here to look after escorts.
Knowing that he would set off tomorrow, Wang Lidong was not in a hurry.
After I came back from shopping, I asked Ji Jie, head escort, and everything became clear.
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At Shenshi (around five o'clock in the afternoon), Wang Lidong returned to the escort agency and went to find the escort leader Ji.
"Boss Ji, why are the two escorts this afternoon dressed so weirdly? Where are they from?"
Ji Biaotou explained:
"Young escort, they are all from Sichuan, and most of the people there dress like this.
It is said that when Zhuge Liang passed away, people in Sichuan paid tribute to him.
Marquis Wu’s legacy is so deep that even after a thousand years, Baibu still hasn’t removed his head.”
"What escort did you ask for?"
"The two heard that Japanese pirates were rampant in Fujian Province recently, and they were worried that the road would be unsafe, so they hired three bodyguards to accompany them to Xinghua City."
"Please ask the three bodyguards to escort the two of them alone? Nothing else?"
Captain Ji didn't know why the young escort was interested in this matter, but he didn't talk much and answered whatever Wang Lidong asked.
The young escort chief is no longer in vain now, but a high-ranking official.
After understanding the situation, Wang Lidong said goodbye to Head Guard Ji and returned to his small courtyard.
"One is named Yu and the other is Fang. Although he didn't leave his full name, Wang Lidong has already guessed who it is."
The Master said, It is a joy to have friends come from far away.
Haha, since I'm here, I will definitely make them return satisfied.
It's almost midnight (11 p.m.)
Wang Lidong looked at his attire and found that compared to yesterday, there was only an extra bundle of rope around his waist.
I thought that I had been back for two days but could not sleep well.
He is really born to work hard.
‘Yelai Inn’
The place where the two of them live is diagonally opposite Fuwei Escort Agency, so they can get there in the blink of an eye.
Because the weather is very hot, most of the inn windows are open at night.
Wang Lidong quickly found their room.
The two of them were sleeping soundly, and they didn't realize that there was an extra person in their room.
After Wang Lidong clicked on the sleeping area of the two people, he took out a rope and tied them together.
After looking around the room, I found the swords of the two of them.
This is important physical evidence and cannot be pulled away.
More than half an hour later, Wang Lidong carried the two of them to the back mountain of Lianhua Mountain.
Looking up, you can vaguely see a loft standing on the top of the cliff.
This is the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Southern Shaolin.
Because it is built on a cliff, you can only enter the Sutra Pavilion from the main entrance of South Shaolin.
I heard that no one has entered the Sutra Pavilion since the temple was built.
I visually measured the height of the cliff and found that it was only about a hundred meters.
After throwing the two people in his hands to the ground, Wang Lidong tapped his toes and disappeared from the spot.
A few seconds later, he was standing on the eaves of the corridor outside the third floor of the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
This Buddhist Scripture Pavilion is not very high, with a total of only 3 floors.
After listening for a few seconds, I discovered that there were four people on duty in the entire attic.
There is one person on each of the second and third floors, and there are two people on the ground floor.
Wang Lidong immediately flew around the Sutra Pavilion and found that the windows were all closed.
In this kind of weather, the few monks inside the building are not bored either.
He went down to the ground floor, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it on the door.
There was a "bang" sound.
After a few minutes, there was no reaction from inside. Wang Lidong was a little confused as to what was going on.
In fact, the monk on duty was already used to this kind of noise.
Because there are usually no people in the back mountain, animals are quite rampant.
Animals often knock on the door from time to time.
Wang Lidong could only repeat his old tricks, but this time with a little more force.
"Bang"!
The door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was shaken by stones.
At this time, a monk on duty at the bottom of the Sutra Pavilion said:
"Brother, there seems to be something wrong with this noise. I'm going to see what's going on."
The monk sitting on the futon next to him just nodded slightly.
As soon as the monk opened the door from inside, his head sank and he lost consciousness.
Wang Lidong waved his left hand lightly, and the monk lay firmly on the ground without making a sound.