It was already dark, and there was only one oil lamp lit in the main room. It was like a bean, and it only gave out a small amount of light.
The weather-beaten old man was leaning on the recliner, with a thin blanket draped over his body, completely hidden in the darkness, motionless. The sound of his slightly rough breathing was the only evidence that he was still alive. Mr. Zheng, who was in high spirits during the day, was actually
Already riddled with all kinds of illnesses, he was in excruciating pain at night. But what was even worse was his heart ailment. In the past few years, the old man had not had a full night's sleep. Day after day, he was woken up by nightmares, and then faced the world in panic.
The arrival of dawn. After a long time, he was the most relaxed when it was just dark, because this meant... Thousands of people in the Zheng family, old and young, spent another peaceful day.
The old man had something on his mind. After taking a nap, he opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure sitting by the recliner. He slowly said, "I'm back."
"I'm back, father." Zheng Yan said softly.
"Is it done?"
"It's done." Zheng Yan said: "It went smoothly, but it took a little long.
"Where does it grow?"
"The time when Wang Xian asked Xiu'er."
"What did Xiu'er say?" The old man frowned slightly. The last thing he wanted to see was extraneous matters.
"She said it was nothing." Zheng Yan said, "She just asked about the story in detail."
"Why are you asking so carefully?" Mr. Zheng frowned.
"I don't know." Zheng Yan shook his head: "Maybe it's curiosity. After all, it's the first family in Jiangnan..."
"Hmm..." Mr. Zheng thought for a moment and couldn't sense any malice, but he still said cautiously: "Lao Liu is not doing the right thing. He should not let Zheng Hui back... He is a hidden danger after all."
"Yes." Zheng Yan sighed: "This bastard is so ignorant. If he hadn't talked nonsense with Shao Yuan, why would he..."
"Let him stay at home and not leave Zhengzhai Town. After a while, when the news has passed, he will still have to go to Fujian, follow his father, and never come back!" Mr. Zheng sighed, he could understand his grandson.
He is homesick, but for the safety of his clan, he cannot be allowed to stay in Pujiang any longer.
"Don't worry, father." Zheng Yan responded: "The child will be properly arranged."
"Besides, we need to keep a close eye on Wang Xian." Mr. Zheng closed his eyes to rest for a moment, then opened his eyes again and said.
"Father, don't worry. Most of the people in the yamen are from us. As soon as he flaps his wings, we will know where to fly." Zheng Yan said with a smile. In this place in Pujiang, the surname Zheng is king. If you have another surname, you have to stay aside.
Although the direct descendants of the Zheng family disdain to work in the yamen, those from the collateral lineage who have graduated from the fifth service do not have so many worries. The yamen is all occupied by the descendants of the Zheng family's collateral lineage.
, what can be hidden from them?
"It's not enough," Mr. Zheng said in particular: "It will be too late when he flaps his wings. I want to know what he is thinking and what he is going to do! Only then can I feel at ease!"
"This..." Zheng Yan couldn't help but secretly smile bitterly. His father's cautiousness had reached the level of pathology. "Wang Xian only trusted the four people he brought from Fuyang, and the rest could not enter his circle." He paused and said.
: "But I think his two followers are wretched and arrogant. Why don't we try to win them over?"
"Okay." Mr. Zheng nodded and said, "Don't ask Duke Zhou to think of a solution. They have hidden stakes in Fuyang County. Let's see if they can be used."
"Isn't this a bit of a waste of time?" Zheng Yan disagreed.
"The master's safety is no small matter." Mr. Zheng said flatly: "Tell Duke Zhou when to plant nails around Wang Xian, and when will the master's safety be in danger." "Yes." Zheng Yan had to answer.
The words are divided into two parts. It was a dark night in Pujiang County and the wind was high. A figure sneaked in the darkness and quietly came to an alley in the east of the city. Following the intermittent crying, he touched the roof of a house and lurked quietly.
.
Under the eaves is a newly built mourning hall, with more than a dozen people in plain clothes crying. Sitting next to the mourning seat is an old woman with a dull expression. She is actually Mrs. Wu who came to Xiya today to record a confession...
Yes, this is the Wu Shaoyuan family who was declared dead. What the old lady said is true. The Wu family has indeed lived well in these years. The three-story and two-story house alone is enough to illustrate the problem.
Although most of the Wu family members were keeping vigil at the mourning hall, the man in black lurked patiently on the roof until the fourth watch. When he was most sleepy, he quietly climbed to the back house, entered the empty main room, and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, but found nothing useful.
He didn't search for anything until he touched a single knife with a shark sheath at the bottom of the box... He casually took the knife out and was stunned.
Experts in the inner circle have extremely good eyesight and can see things clearly even in the dark. The man in black is an example. He looked carefully and saw that the knife was longer than a single sword, slightly shorter than a long sword, and the handle was quite long.
You can hold the knife with both hands. The man in black holds the handle with one hand and the sheath with the other. He slowly pulls out the long knife, and you can see the blade with a thick back and thin blade like a razor, shining with a cold light.
"What a hundred-refined embroidered spring knife!" The man in black praised secretly. He was no stranger to this knife. Because everyone in the Jinyiwei around Hu Wei wore one like this! This is the standard weapon of the Jinyiwei, the embroidered spring knife.
, Jinyiwei may not wear flying fish clothes, but he must wear an embroidered spring knife!
He knew that the Xiuchun Dao was a divine sword. Each handle was made of extremely fine steel and was tempered for thousands of times, so the blade was extremely sharp. Holding the knife in both hands, one slash could cut off an entire horse's head!
Even the rich and powerful Ming Empire was unable to equip its troops with such a precious sword. Only the emperor's personal soldiers, the Jinyi Guards, would have one in their hands!
Because of its preciousness, it is said that the weapons supervisor will engrave everyone's name on the blade when forging it, one person for each sword!
Putting the knife up, the man in black stared at the blade for a moment, and found the place where the inscriptions were written, but couldn't see the writing clearly... After all, it was dark, so it was incredible to be able to see the outline clearly.
Sighing secretly, the man in black took out a luminous pearl from his arms... This one was dozens of times more expensive than this house, but the man in black used it for lighting. Well, the luminous pearl originally had this function...
Putting the bright luminous pearl close to the blade, the man in black finally saw the writing clearly. Then he put away the luminous pearl, sheathed the knife and put it back to its original place. After checking that there were no traces left, the man in black followed him like a fish.
Going out the window, the few jumped up and left the Wu family, disappearing into the vast night.
Not long after the man in black left, another man in black came in. He also started to rummage through the box, but also found nothing...until he found the embroidered spring knife at the bottom of the box. The man in black took out the knife and also found that he couldn't see the top.
actually found out a luminous pearl. After seeing the words on it clearly, he put away the luminous pearl, put the knife into its sheath, put it back to its original place, checked that there were no traces left, went out from the back window like a fish, and disappeared.
In the night... If anyone witnesses these two scenes, they must think that they are either hallucinating, or that there is something wrong with the man in black, and he has to do it again if he is not satisfied... In fact, they are basically two people...
The last man in black walked around the county town to make sure no one was watching, and then returned to a cruise ship docked by the river.
The lights on the boat were dim, and there was no beauty to greet her, only an old man with yellow hair.
The man in black pulled off his turban, revealing an unparalleled handsome face, none other than the Wuque Master Wei Wuque!
The yellow-haired old man helped him take off his night clothes and put on his usual Confucian robe and soap towel, and said slowly: "I can just leave this kind of thing to the old slave. Why do you have to do it yourself, young master?"
"Anyway, there's no danger," Wei Wuque sat down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of Tieguanyin, and said with a smile, "It'll relieve my boredom."
"Haha..." The yellow-haired old man said with a smile: "Young master, are you having a good time?"
"That's right." Wei Wuque said with a smile: "That Wudang boy's Qinggong is pretty good, but it's a pity that he's just a young boy. He thinks he's alert, but he doesn't care about his head and tail. I stayed behind him for an hour, and he didn't notice me."
"That's natural. Although the old ghost Sun Biyun has high kung fu, his ability to teach his disciples is inferior to that of this sect." The yellow-haired old man said with a smile. "What's more, the young master has experienced so much training since he was a child. How can he be like that?"
How can a boy raised in a boudoir be compared?”
"Haha..." Wei Wuque said with a smile: "Fortunately I didn't kill that Wang Xian. This kid is so smart!" He paused and said, "But he still can't beat the master's trick of 'Praying mantis stalks cicada, oriole'
is behind'!"
"It seems that the harvest is not small." The yellow-haired old man said with a smile.
"Yes." Wei Wuwei nodded and said, "I found an embroidered spring knife at Wu's house, with Wu Tianxi's name engraved on it."
"Wu Tianxi..." the yellow-haired old man said: "It seems to be Wu Shaoyuan's father." After all, Mingjiao is not a government official, so it is more difficult to check the files.
"It's very possible. No matter what, Wu Shaoyuan is inseparable from the Jin Yiwei." Wei Wuque said slowly: "I just don't understand why the Jin Yiwei still didn't do anything after the Jin Yiwei broke the spies? Since the Zheng family knew that they were being targeted by the Jin Yiwei, why didn't they?
Send that person away?"
"The former question is not difficult to explain," the yellow-haired old man said with a smile: "Wu Tianxi seems to have been a grain chief. It is said that all the grain chiefs at that time were accepted by Zhu Chongba as Jinyiwei spies, and were given waist badges, seals and other things, and that knife
That should be how it came about." After a pause, he said: "But later, Zhu Yuanzhang disbanded the Jin Yiwei, and those spies lost their organization and were not recognized by the court. It was not until King Yan usurped the throne and rebuilt the Jin Yiwei that some spies Lu
Returns one after another. This is almost the case for Wu Shaoyuan, but there is no Jinyiwei institution in Zhejiang, so he has to go to Beijing to pay homage to the Yamen! He is afraid that others will underestimate him, so he wants to make a great contribution and return to Jinyiwei, so as to get a good position!
"Then Jin Yiwei probably doesn't know that such a person exists?" Wei Wuque said suddenly: "In the latter case, is it because Wu Shaoyuan's identity was hidden so well that the Zheng family didn't find out?"
"It's very possible." The yellow-haired old man nodded. "Wu Shaoyuan's identity should not be discovered, so that the Zheng family will be in a good mood and sit firmly on the Diaoyutai."