After breakfast, Gao Ning and his team rushed to the capital.
After leaving the ruined temple courtyard, Pang Xiaodong realized why they were so busy.
The previous bullock cart was already fully loaded, with jars, rolls of mats, and a large iron pot fastened horizontally on top. The whole thing was tied up and down with straw ropes. It felt like moving.
In addition, the young men were pushing two wheelbarrows, which were also filled with various baggage.
Just judging from the shape and texture, it should be something you can carry with you.
This place is not far from the capital. According to the accompanying Chinese characters, the distance is no more than ten miles.
The team had walked for less than an hour, and the city wall was already in sight.
The city gate was wide open, and there were two teams of soldiers guarding the entrance. There was a small wooden pavilion inside, and a man who looked like a minor official was holding a cup of tea and drinking it slowly.
To Gao Ning's surprise, there was no city fee collected here, and there were no overly strict inspections.
The soldiers did not interfere with the items carried by individuals at all. They would only come forward to ask questions when they saw groups of caravans or other groups.
In any case, it is quite harmonious, and there are no weird things like city entry tax.
Considering that this is an imaginary martial arts world, Gao Ning doesn't know whether the city gate is advanced or unruly and neglecting its duties.
They took advantage of this convenience. The man in the lead reported the name of the village and entered the city smoothly on the pretext of going to the city to visit relatives.
Gao Ning did not receive any attention. Instead, he sat in the car. Pang Xiaodong, who was as stooped as possible but still as tall as a bear, really aroused a lot of admiration.
The man who looked like a small official even found a soldier to come up and ask a few questions.
The men in the village quickly helped prove that they were from the same village, and then the soldiers let the team in.
After that, Gao Ning sent someone to make a brief inquiry and found a hotel that was not too high-end but spacious and clean and stayed in it.
The hotel is not big, and there is no independent courtyard for rent. Gao Ning and others can only rent one floor, with one room for two people, which can be regarded as temporary accommodation.
…
Deep inside the palace, the Wheel-turning King finished his work and returned to the small courtyard where he stayed.
As soon as the courtyard door was closed, a black bird flew down from the eaves, flickered its wings, and landed on the arm of the Wheel-turning King.
"Huh? Why are you here at this time?"
The Wheel King was a little strange. He teased the bird, took off a thin paper roll, raised his hand and let it fly.
When I unroll the paper, there is nothing inside.
He was not in a hurry. He covered it with both hands and rubbed it gently several times. When he looked again, two lines of fonts had already appeared inside.
[Today at Chen time, a strong man entered the city from the north gate. He was nine feet tall and had muscles as gnarled as a giant bear on an iron tower. His steps were heavy as he walked. He died without any martial arts skills. He is now staying at Qingquan Inn, Class A.]
The Wheel King was a little surprised.
"Nine feet? That's really rare!"
With a flick of his finger, the zhenqi vibrated, and the note in his hand instantly shattered into powder and dissipated.
He pondered slightly and raised his voice slightly: "Here comes someone!"
A black shadow suddenly crossed the wall and knelt behind the Wheel King silently.
"Go check it out. If it meets the conditions, send it to Lei Bin!"
The black shadow nodded, jumped up on the spot, jumped over the courtyard wall and disappeared.
Then Chakravartin put the incident behind him and walked briskly towards the room.
To him, it's just a small thing.
If it weren't for his unique body shape, amazing bones, and what sounded like extraordinary talents, he wouldn't have handled it himself.
For decades, the black stone has been able to exist as the secret cornerstone of the imperial court, so it naturally has its own rules of operation.
Recruiting new employees is an important means for an organization to maintain its combat effectiveness.
It’s just that Chakravartin has forgotten that while recruiting new members, he must also remove carrion and dead branches from the organization, so that it can continue to grow.
It's not that he doesn't understand these things, it's just that the four killers are too easy to use and they were trained by him, so he really can't bear to let them go.
…
At the Qingquan Inn, a man dressed as a rich man, accompanied by five or six servants as guards, walked in with one step at a time.
The shopkeeper only glanced at it and was startled. He quickly ran out and saluted respectfully with a smile on his face: "Master Yu! Why did you come to me today? What orders do you have? Send a servant to say hello."
That’s it, why do you need to go there in person?”
The wealthy young man raised his chin and looked like his eyes were higher than his head. He said lazily: "Stop talking nonsense. I'm in a bad mood today and I'm too lazy to talk to you. Go and ask someone to give me all the first-class rooms."
pour out!"
"ah?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and looked embarrassed.
The rich man raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? I can't speak well?"
"No, no, of course it's easy to talk. It's just that I haven't had business here for many days. It's rare today..."
"So much nonsense!"
The rich man didn't wait for the shopkeeper to finish what he said, then waved his hand directly: "Go and kick everyone out!"
"yes!"
Several servants responded to the order at the same time, leaving two young guards behind, while the others rushed up the stairs in a swarm.
The shopkeeper was startled. He wanted to stop him but didn't dare. He could only jump in haste.
"Master, Master, why are you doing this? If you are not satisfied with anything, just say it, it's not that, it's not that..."
Those who can start a business in the capital must have some connections in the end, otherwise they will not be able to establish themselves at all.
Unfortunately, people are like rivers and lakes, and in business, the big fish eats the small fish, and Xiao Yu eats the shrimp.
Obviously, the relationship behind the shopkeeper cannot compete with the wealthy young man in front of him, so even if he is wronged, he can only swallow it in his stomach.
The efficiency of the few servants was astonishing. They only heard a call from above, and in less than five minutes, a group of people were driven down.
Some people showed no anger on their faces and seemed to want to reason, while others had thought of something and looked frightened.
The shopkeeper was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. This was a blow to his brand, but he didn't dare to stop the rich man. He could only wink at the guys and ask them to go up and apologize and say good things, more or less.
Save some reputational damage.
The rich man didn't care what little thoughts he had. He stood nearby, looked at everyone from left to right, and frowned on the spot.
"That's all? No one else?"
A servant replied: "Go back to the young master, there is no one else, they are all here!"
The rich man looked at the shopkeeper: "Where is the nine-foot-tall strong man who lived in before?"
"ah?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what he was doing. He knew that this man must have come for the strong man, and he quickly replied: "They left half an hour ago!"
"Going out? Where did you go?"
"I don't know about this, young master. Look at this..."
The shopkeeper looked carefully at the customers who were kicked out.
The rich man frowned and said, "Good luck to them. You asked people to keep an eye on them and notify me immediately when they come back. Do you hear me?"
"I heard it, I heard it!" the shopkeeper agreed repeatedly.
The rich man snorted softly and walked away with his servants, leaving only a group of people looking at each other in confusion.
After knowing that this group of people had disappeared, the shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his head and called on the clerks to come up one by one, apologizing and promising to give them a pot of tea.
Although the method is simple, it still has some effect.
After dealing with this, he found a bench to sit down and let out a sigh of relief.
Looking back at the door, the figure of the nine-foot strong man flashed in his mind, and he shook his head slightly.
"Alas! Living in the capital is not easy!"
…
At the same time, Gao Ning and Pang Xiaodong were wandering around the city under the leadership of a man.
This man was the one who took the lead last night, the one who was called the big boss.
His real surname is Huang, and his given name is Shunzi. He has a slight uncle-nephew relationship with the old man with the handlebar style, but they are not too close.
In fact, all the people brought by Gao Ning are related to each other. After all, they are from the same village and have the same surname, so they are more or less related.
According to Shunzi, they were not actually the aborigines of that village, but came from the desert a few years ago.
Before that, the village had become desolate due to unknown reasons, and the original residents had disappeared. There were rumors that the bamboo forest in the north was haunted, and the ghosts had captured all the villagers.
Therefore, no one dared to approach it for a long time.
This group of people fled from famine and had no way to survive. They couldn't care less about ghosts and ghosts, so they occupied the magpie's nest.
This occupation was settled, but unfortunately there were too many rumors, which made the locals afraid to approach it. In addition, the village was far away from the official road and few people walked there, so it could not develop at all.
It would be fine if they were not farming, but if they were farming, a group of people would pop up out of nowhere to collect taxes, making them miserable.
So due to various reasons, they finally formed an organization similar to Immortal Jump, specifically selecting some fish bait and spreading it in the surrounding markets, looking for rich people to trick them into killing.
As for whether the slaughter was financial or literal, Gao Ning didn't want to go into details.
Judging from their twists and turns, it is obviously not a good thing.
The rules in the capital are strict, and stalls are not allowed along the way. There are special markets for buying and selling. In the plot, Zeng Jingming set up a cloth stall to make a living, so if you want to find her, it is a good starting point to search in the East and West Second Market.
point.
It's just that there are no absolutes in the world, and this is the world of martial arts, so there may be some changes. Therefore, Gao Ning didn't just try to find someone's idea. More, he wanted to appreciate the scenery of the ancient capital.
He has traveled through so many times and has seen a lot of society now. This is the first time for him to visit this kind of ancient feudal society. Otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain?
Shunzi leads the way, and Gao Ning is not short of money, so every time he encounters a roadside stall selling various foods, he will always buy some and eat while shopping.
Shunzi regarded them as rich people from the beginning, so he didn't think much about it.
Pang Xiaodong didn't know if Gao Ning had any silver on him, but looking at him casually throwing coins away without blinking, he obviously had a lot of money, so he didn't say much and just followed him to eat and drink.
Comfortable.
There was just one thing that made him slightly uncomfortable.
His current lotus flower incarnation is really eye-catching. When he walks on the street, he is like a magnet, attracting the attention of people around him. They dare not get close, but they make sounds of surprise from time to time.
Sometimes, a few brave children will be provoked to follow them, which is really annoying.
After shopping for more than an hour, Pang Xiaodong finally couldn't help it.
"Lu Ren, am I too eye-catching? How about you change me back temporarily?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I know it's impossible!"
Gao Ning didn't look back. He looked at the stall selling mutton soup on the roadside with great interest, then grabbed a handful of fried broad beans and threw it into his mouth.
"But it's too awkward!"
Pang Xiaodong grimaced: "I think if I walk around a few more times, the Yamen police will come to my door!"
"hehe!"
Gao Ning chuckled, and when he was about to speak, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly.
