Winter passes and spring comes, and all things grow.
Unconsciously, green has emerged from the cracks in the walls, the ground, and the hills, and the fresh breath has filled the earth and the world.
Qingzhou City is as prosperous as ever.
After the fire in the granary, the big storm that many people expected did not come.
The four major families vomited grain to fill the granaries, the state government gathered craftsmen, and the towns built outside the city began to take shape, and even became more and more prosperous with the subsequent addition of refugees.
The city is also peaceful.
The expected big change has not come, but many people have already noticed something different from the past.
Several major gangs have died down, the four families have become more peaceful, the state government has become much more efficient in doing things, the rogues on the streets have almost disappeared, and the government officials patrolling the streets have become amiable.
This is a very subtle change, but for many people, it is already a very shocking change.
Unexpectedly, the door of the inn, which had been neglected for a long time, became crowded again, but the people who came here were no longer dignitaries, squires and officials, but ordinary people.
Mr. Xu, who came from the capital, was no longer as cold as before. He even went out with his granddaughter and a small pony, and had a good time chatting with the nearby villagers.
“Mr. Xu, you said that the emperor sleeps every day and wakes up at five o’clock? But it is said that all the concubines in the harem are as beautiful as flowers, so the emperor is willing to let them stay alone in the empty room?”
“Tell me about the time when you overthrew the powerful chief minister ‘Wang Qinglin’!”
“I heard that you have to pass three passes to enter Beijing. What are they? I heard that Hulao Pass is what it is?”
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Under the old tree with branches, a group of people stood or stood, asking various questions.
The common people in Shengdou have too little entertainment. Even listening to stories from others costs a few copper coins. Listening to the old man telling stories is naturally something many people like to hear.
Of course, many of them want to look familiar.
No matter what these people asked, Xu Wenji always responded with a smile. He said as much as he could and ignored what he couldn't. For a while, the atmosphere at the door of the inn was very good.
It wasn't until the expressionless Huang Sixiang came over that everyone dispersed in surprise, carrying the small horses and going back.
“Little miss, it’s getting late, shall we go back?”
Huang Sixiang lowered his head, with a loving smile on his face.
"OK, all right."
The little girl was a little reluctant to let go, but she still obeyed and carried the pony back to the house.
“Is there any news?”
Xu Wenji stopped his smile and asked.
“Go back and talk, there are many people here and many eyes are mixed.”
Huang Sixiang glanced around with cold eyes.
There are quite a few spies from various families among the small people who have not yet dispersed. Because of Xu Wenji's connivance, it was even a bit undisguised.
He hated seeing these people, but Xu Wenji didn't say anything, so it was hard for him to take action.
“It’s getting late, let’s go back to our homes!”
Xu Wenji raised his hand and turned around to go back to the house.
He was already very old, but his movements were still very nimble. Before long, he had arrived at the backyard of the inn.
“The inn back then was still very prosperous, but now, it’s...”
Even though it has been cleaned up, the inn still has a decaying smell of disrepair. Xu Wenji sighed slightly:
"After everything happens here, I will write to the court and allocate some money..."
In the past, the inn was also a must-stop destination for many officials when traveling.
Regrettably, due to the insufficient finances of the imperial court, the number of post stations has decreased a lot in recent years, and many of the postmen who hosted them have lost their jobs.
“Border relations have become tense in recent years, military expenditures have been huge, and even the royal guards are in arrears of salary, how can we still manage a small inn?”
Huang Sixiang brought a pot of tea and poured a cup for each of them, with some comfort:
“You are called to quell the chaos this time, but you are really being demoted. Why bother? No one will care..."
"There is no small matter in the imperial court. The post station may seem insignificant, but there are many people who can make a living from it. It is easy to abolish the inn station, but the postmen who can make a living from it will have no way to survive..."
Xu Wenji sighed slightly.
Taizu has been in power for many years, and various laws and regulations are very detailed, many of which have been criticized for many years, such as the rule that the father dies and the son succeeds.
The son of a postman can only be a postman.
How will they survive if the inn is gone?
"There are capable people in the court, so why do you have to worry too much? The situation in Qingzhou is already very troublesome."
Knowing that Xu Wenji could not be persuaded, Huang Sixiang could only change the topic:
“I just received a report from Ling Ying. That boy Yang is in Mulin Mansion, but he has made a lot of noise..."
I don’t want Xu Wenji to work hard.
Huang Sixiang told the story in great detail, from entering the Qiufeng Tower during the day, to killing the Giant Whale Gang at night, subduing the Big Jiao Gang, and hanging the brothel owner with his backhand.
On the second day, the Yamen interrogator brought up various miscellaneous matters involving the four families in Mulin Mansion.
Nothing is too small or too small, nothing is left out.
“After all, I am from Jinyiwei, so I feel like I have no taboos.”
Xu Wenji smiled.
“After all, he was a bit reckless. Once he alerted the snake, the fox behind him would not be able to come out easily.”
Huang Sixiang also sat down, picked up his teacup and blew on it.
"Snakes are hiding in deep grass. How can you catch them without alerting them? This boy is very smart. Whether it's the Four Families or Nie Wendong, they are all foxes with many years of experience. He is not even young enough to be a weakling. He is inferior to others because he is jealous of others. On the contrary,
It’s better to give it a try!”
Xu Wenji shook his head:
"Just wait and see, people from the four major families will be here soon."
"If you can't get real evidence, even you can't handle these companies, right?"
Huang Sixiang frowned slightly.
"Real evidence? We have been together for more than two years. If these four people have the skills, they have wiped their butts long ago. I don't expect to have any real evidence."
Xu Wenji blew the tea gently, and his eyes darkened in the ripples:
"What we need is for them to move!"
"If you don't move, there will be no loopholes. If you move, you will be able to grasp the handle."
Huang Sixiang understood clearly, but frowned slightly:
“In this case, wouldn’t this kid be in great danger?”
The power of the four families is spread all over Qingzhou. If there is a backlash, not even he dares to neglect it. That kid...
“So, next, it’s up to you to make a move.”
Putting down the tea cup, Xu Wenji stroked his long beard and said in a deep voice:
"I have issued a document to suppress bandits. Regardless of whether there is Nie Wendong or the four major families, all the masters under their command will be transferred under my nose in the near future.
But just in case, you still have to go and pick up Mr. Yang. These days, there are not many children with a conscience..."
"this……"
Huang Sixiang’s expression changed slightly:
"If I leave, won't you be in danger? You can't put yourself in danger."
“There is no point in taking risks.”
Xu Wenji waved his hands and looked serious:
“Have you forgotten this girl Fengxian? Her martial arts skills are still superior to yours...”
Huang Sixiang was relieved.
There were only two people in Qingzhou City who could catch his eye. Apart from the chief catcher Fang Qidao of Liumen, that was Yu Fengxian.
There are many powerful people in Qingzhou, but these two people definitely have their place.
Especially the former...
Not long after the two of them had been talking, a strong voice came from outside the door and entered the inn.
"Mr. Xu, can you be here? The younger generation Chu Xuan comes to pay homage!"
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“Chu Xuan!”
Autumn Wind Tower, Peony Building, Qin Si was dressed in white, her breath was pure, she gently squeezed Yang Yu's shoulder and back, the latter held the file in his hand and uttered a name.
Chu Ping’s bones were not as hard as he thought.
Those who are not afraid of death are not fearless. If they were truly fearless, they would not seek death.
Hence, it was very easy for Yang Prison to ask what he wanted to know from Chu Ping.
However, he only thought that this man could implicate some evidence of the Chu family's crimes, but he didn't want to and directly pulled out the head of the Chu family, Chu Xuan.
Some people, when they are born, stand at the pinnacle that many people cannot reach in their lifetime.
Chu Xuan is such a person.
He is the eldest son of the Chu family, and his mother’s family is from the Baizhou family. It is said that his aunt was once an imperial concubine, and she was an imperial concubine with a son.
His family is rich and powerful, and he is also gifted with extraordinary talents, both civil and military. He is married to a noble lady from a famous family in Yunzhou, and his son Chu Tianyi is the first of the four young masters in Qingzhou.
After reading the information about this person, Yang Yu had to admit that the world is full of differences, unlike some people who are hungry and eat dirt...
“Chu Xuan has always been low-key, and no one has heard of his deeds in many years, but his son’s reputation has become extremely famous in recent years.”
Qin Si rubbed her wrists and sat down:
“The title of Fourth Young Master of Qingzhou, although it has something to boast about, does not include Chu Tianyi. This man is truly the pride of heaven…”
“Who doesn’t know about the eldest son of the Chu family?”
Yang Yu nodded.
Before leaving Qingzhou, he had heard of the name of this great prince of Chu.
Before this eldest son was born, his mother's family begged for a 'Great Returning Pill' from Lanke Temple, and his father even begged for a 'Treasure Pill' from the imperial court before he was born.
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These two kinds of elixirs are both extremely valuable. The former can be swallowed by masters to transform the internal energy of a person. The latter is a treasure pill that even the masters of the five levels of foundation building are eager for.
It is one of the best auxiliary drugs when blood transfusion is completed.
This great prince of Chu lived up to expectations. It is said that he was born with an ability to speak. He had read hundreds of sword manuals at the age of three, and was famous in Qingzhou at the age of sixteen.
There are countless masters who have been defeated by him.
Most of the names of the four young masters were forced to come up. Although the other three are outstanding, they pale in comparison with him.
“I heard that he went to Zhujian Villa two years ago...”
Qin Si stopped talking just in time. She looked at Yang Yu's face and saw that there was no change in his expression, and her heart moved again.
“The Sword-making Villa is on Nanhua Road, right? Come and go quickly. It will take a year or two. I guess he just joined the Sword-making Villa?”
Yang Yu stretched his muscles and bones, and the tingling pain all over his body had completely disappeared. He couldn't help but praise slightly:
“The Qin family’s skills are really enviable to others.”
Yang Yu is a little greedy.
His muscles and bones are strong, but they are not immune to injuries. Such magical powers are especially valuable to those who lick blood from the edge of a knife.
“Sir, do you want to learn?”
Chin Si poured tea for him, and his beautiful eyes were flowing: