Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

That evening.

A large number of Dongchang fans surrounded the right gate of the road pavilion with their swords pressed, trying to rush in.

Hundreds of warriors from the Upper Right Division heard the sound and rushed out, holding swords to block these Dongchang fans.

The two parties were yelling at each other across the steps, and the sound of knives being drawn came and went. The situation was about to break out!

This is outrageous!

A sharp and hoarse high-pitched sound sounded like a big cock being strangled by the neck. Huang Jin, the owner of Dongchang Factory, wearing a vermilion four-clawed python robe and a satin black cloak, rushed over on horseback and shouted angrily. : Is this still the imperial court's yamen, or the official's embroidered clothes guard?

When the Dongchang fans heard his loud shout, they all stepped forward, drawing their knives half a foot away, just like a bullied guard dog that had finally found its owner.

Regardless of who came, the warriors at the upper right station all drew their swords and raised their swords. They took a step forward and stared directly at the Dongchang gangsters in front of them.

Those fierce faces seem to be saying: ‘Come again, if I don’t chop you to death today, I will be raised by your grandfather! ’

It's hard to say what kind of health center Xiuyiwei is like...

But the warriors of Shangyousuo, following Yang Ge, have killed local officials of the third and fourth ranks, fought tens of thousands of Japanese pirates, and been welcomed by the common people and sent to each other for ten miles, their mood has long been different!

Dare you bully them to the door of your home?

court death!

Huang Jin was so angry at this scene that his fat face turned purple, and the veins in his palms that were twisting the reins were so angry that he said, Reverse, completely reverse!

In his eyes, the unyielding attitude of the warriors at Shangyou Institute was not just the friction and collision between the two major secret service agencies, Xiuyiwei and Dongchang.

But the watchdog who used to have a low eyebrow suddenly changed his face and bared his teeth at his owner!

Mani, mani!

A voice with a hint of laughter came from behind Huang Jin. Shen Fa, who was also wearing a scarlet python robe and a moon-white cloak, came forward side by side with Wei Heng, who was wearing a scarlet python robe and a purple cloak.

Behind them were an endless group of people, looking at the flags. There were the flags of the Xiuyi Guards, the West Factory, Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Inspectorate.

We are all colleagues receiving official salaries. How can we point the knife at Pao Ze?

He walked through the crowd of Dongchang fans like no one was watching, and squeezed into the middle of the steps where the two parties were facing each other. He pressed his hands on the two parties and said: Put your knives away, don't let the people see the joke!

The warriors at the upper right station met their immediate superiors. No matter how reluctant they were, they had no choice but to slowly put away their swords. However, their movements seemed to have slowed down ten times. They couldn't find their scabbards for a long time. .

The corners of Shen Fa's eyes twitched slightly, pretending not to notice their dillydallying, and turned to look at the Dongchang fans: They are not sensible, and you are not sensible either? Put the knife away quickly!

The fans in Dongchang looked at me and I looked at you, but no one was willing to put away their swords.

Until Huang Jin looked gloomy and walked through the crowd of Dongchang fans: You are the most ignorant!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dongchang fans all sheathed their swords.

Shen Fa smiled and was too lazy to engage in unnecessary verbal disputes with him. He stepped forward and kicked away the warriors from the upper and right forces who were still dilly-dallying: Get up, you weaklings with no eyesight. Can you stop the imperial order...

A group of people squeezed into the yamen on the right side. Wei Heng took three steps at a time to catch up with Shen Fa, and asked in a low voice: Is everything arranged?

Shen Fa turned around and found Baihu who had been sent in advance among the warriors on the upper right.

The hundred households nodded towards Shen Fa.

Shen Fa breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: Everything has been arranged.

When Wei Heng heard this, he also breathed out a breath of turbidity.

After a large group of people rushed into the upper right office, they quickly found Fang Ke still sitting in front of the carriage in the center of the school field, as well as Dongchang Ying Baili and others who were still surrounding the carriage.

I am humble enough to meet the factory boss.

I'm humble enough to pay my respects to you, Your Majesty.

Shen Fa strode forward and asked loudly before Huang Jin could speak, What's going on?

Fang Ke understood and quickly called out: Your Majesty, my humble duty was investigating a case before noon. This father-in-law from Dongchang suddenly appeared and interfered. He also accused me of colluding with and shielding the imperial prisoner without any basis. Please sir. Call the shots for a humble job!”

On the other side, Ying Baili, who met Huang Jin, also reported what happened to Huang Jin in a few words.

Huang Jin glanced at the bullock cart parked in the middle of the school ground, with an ugly expression, he picked up the whip and hit Ying Baili across the face with the whip, turned the horse's head and left.

When Shen Fa saw this, he laughed loudly and said, The governor is here, why don't you just take a look before leaving? Don't go back to the imperial palace to visit me, old Shen Yiben, and collude to protect the imperial criminals. I, old Shen, can't take the blame. Sorry!

Fang Ke understood and stepped forward to lift the curtain of the carriage in front of everyone.

I saw several charming prostitutes shivering in the carriage, calling timidly: Uncle...

Shen Fa stretched his neck and glanced into the carriage, turned around and kicked Fang Ke staggering: You bastard, you dare to rob the kiln sister that the father-in-law likes? Are you tired of life?

Fang Ke clasped his hands obediently: I know my mistakes when I humble my position, I know my mistakes when I humble my position, and I will definitely not dare to compete with the father-in-laws of Dongchang for the kiln girls again...

The faces of the Dongchang eunuchs present turned blue and purple in an instant, and the veins on their foreheads made people worried that they would have a cerebral hemorrhage and die here.

Master Shen is a little younger after all.

Huang Jin reined in the horse, looked at him sideways with a livid face, and said with a smile: Winning first does not count as winning. You have to laugh at the end to be considered smiling!

Shen Fa clasped his hands with a humble look on his face and said, President Huang's lesson is correct. I will definitely keep it in mind and strive to have the last laugh.

Huang Jin sneered and shouted: Lead the way!

Here!

Ying Baili, who was wounded by Huang Jin's whip, stepped forward to lead the horse for him without even daring to wipe the blood from his face.

Shen Fa got on his horse with a smile, and followed Huang Jin slowly to the outer gate of Shangyou. When Fang Ke saw this, he quickly stepped forward to lead the horse for him.

When passing by Wei Heng, he said to Wei Heng with a smug look on his face: Well, are we good at it?

Wei Heng glanced at him with a disgusted face and turned back: Humph!

Shen Fa:? ? ?

…

Dongchang Fanzi rushed into Chaimen Street and blocked the entire Chaimen Street with one post every three steps and one sentry every five steps.

The neighbors on Chaimen Street were hiding in their homes, looking at the Dongchang people in black clothes and black swords outside the door in confusion. They couldn't figure out how so many officers and soldiers could come to such a remote and remote place like theirs...

Huang Jin, who covered his mouth and nose with an embroidered handkerchief and rode into Chaimen Street, couldn't figure out how Yang Erlang, who was famous all over the country, could live in such a poor and shabby little place.

That little bastard lives in a place like this?

Wei Heng looked around doubtfully. It was not that he didn't know where Yang Ge lived, but this was indeed his first time back to Chaimen Street.

Shen Fa opened his mouth to answer, but closed it again. His heart suddenly felt a little heavy.

Perhaps this is the style of a master hermit.

Pei Jixun, the young minister of Dali Temple, stepped forward on horseback, took over Wei Heng's words and said: At the beginning of the year, I had a chance meeting with Yang Erlang at Shiliting Station. At that time, Yang Erlang helped the subordinate to relieve the siege of the White Lotus Sect demons. Oops, the official gave me a thousand taels of silver afterwards. No matter how you calculate it, he should not be short of money...

Before Wei Heng could answer, Shen Fa turned his head dissatisfied and said, What? Yang Erlang saved your life, Pei Sanlang, so a thousand taels of silver is not much?

Pei Jixun waved his hands quickly and said, That's not what I meant...

Shen Fa: Then what do you mean?

Wei Heng quickly smoothed things over: Okay, okay, everyone, please talk nicely!

Shen Fa: Humph!

Pei Jixun turned around with an innocent face and whispered to Guo Zhongtang, the chief arrester of the Six Doors: What did I say? Didn't I just say that I gave Yang Erlang a thousand silver coins? Isn't he short of money?

Guo Zhongtang, who is over forty years old, is a very tall and strong middle-aged man with a beard. Especially his palms with stainless steel arm guards, which are as big as cattail leaf fans but as smooth and smooth as white jade, will make any martial arts practitioner see him. With these hands, you can immediately tell that this is a master who has mastered the skills in his hands!

When Pei Jixun was talking to Guo Zhongtang, he was reading a note that his subordinates had just given him. He grinned slightly but did not answer.

Then he stepped forward and handed the note in his hand to Shen Fa.

Shen Fa glanced at him doubtfully.

Guo Zhongtang was still grinning.

Shen Fa took the note and unfolded it, and saw the note clearly written: On April 23rd, Yang Erlang appeared at the top of Tiantai Mountain, killed the Five Ghosts of Jiangdong and captured the Black Wind Village. Taizhou Prefecture Chief Lin Zhao personally went to investigate. Exploring, his whereabouts were exposed, and he returned intact.

‘Five ghosts from Jiangdong, Black Wind Village, returned whole body…’

Shen Fa thought silently in his mind, turned around and handed the note back to Guo Zhongtang, and whispered with a smile on his face: Brother Guo may have remembered it wrong. Governor Huang Eunuch Huang is the person in charge.

Master Shen is right, as you get older, your memory is bad...

Guo Zhongtang took the note with a smile, rubbed it with two fingers, and the note turned into sand-like powder and drifted away in the wind.

He reined in the reins slightly and fell one position behind Shen Fa and Wei Heng.

Wei Heng glanced at Guo Zhongtang, lowered his voice and asked, What's going on?

Shen Fa looked around and repeated the handwriting on the note quickly.

Wei Heng was a little surprised and said: The information of the six gates is so well-informed?

Shen Fa shook his head slightly and said, It's that guy, he didn't even think about hiding it!

Wei Heng suddenly realized: Black Wind Village...is the place he chose for the decisive battle?

Shen Fa looked at Huang Jin's back in front of him and sighed mockingly: I'm still digging three feet into the ground to find him. He has already found a good place. When you guys get there...

Wei Heng was silent for a moment and whispered: It's best not to make the matter too big, otherwise...

Just as Shen Fa was about to answer, he saw the Dongchang fans in front of him climbing over the wall and jumping into Yang Ge's house in groups. The corners of his eyes suddenly twitched as if they had been punched so hard that he could hardly open them.

Wei Heng followed his gaze and asked doubtfully, What's wrong?

Shen Fa was silent for a moment and replied: The last people to climb over the wall and enter his house were Lei Heng, the boss of Yanyun Five Ghosts, and Liu Meng, the fifth boss.

Wei Heng didn't know why: Then what?

Shen Fayan said briefly and concisely: Liu Meng was almost beaten to death by him on the street, and he was almost beaten to death by Lei Heng on the street... At that time, that guy was just getting angry.

Wei Heng was stunned for a moment, and he could no longer look directly at the Dongchang fans in front of him who were actively climbing over the wall.

Both of them looked hesitant to speak.

I want to stop those Dongchang fans in front of me who are seeking death.

I feel like it’s not necessary anymore…

Why!

The two of them sighed tiredly, and as the crowd slowly moved to the door of Yang Ge's house, they dismounted their horses and walked into the yard of Yang Ge's house without any master's style.

Although Pei Jixun and Guo Zhongtang, who were following the two men, didn't understand why the two great Guizhen masters wanted to squeeze in at the most crowded place, they still followed them obediently, dismounted and walked into Yang Ge's home.

When Shen Fa and Wei Heng entered the courtyard, the courtyard was already in a state of disarray by the Dongchang gangsters.

The grape trellis was knocked down, the rockery in the pond was also knocked down, and all the mattresses and cabinets in the back room were dragged to the yard...

A large number of fans were wandering on the tile eaves of several rooms, lifting tiles one by one and searching carefully, knocking up countless tiles and trampling on countless tiles.

Lord Governor, we have discovered something!

A shout came from the backyard, and the Dongchang fans who were searching the front yard immediately swarmed to the backyard.

Shen Fa and Wei Heng also hurriedly walked to the backyard.

When the two of them squeezed to the front of the crowd in the backyard, they saw Huang Jin with his arms folded and looking at a tombstone with interest. Several Dongchang people were surrounding the grave and digging it up like flying shovels. .

Seeing Shen Fa coming, Huang Jin asked with a smile: Didn't Commander Shen say... that Yang Erlang's origin cannot be found? Isn't that true?

He stretched out a finger and pointed at the tombstone, feeling like he was planning a victory!

Shen Fa stared at the clear Yang name on the tombstone in confusion... The words were all in simplified Chinese characters. He had never seen such a refreshing writing method, but this did not prevent him from recognizing the characters at all.

Finally, in the bottom row of tombstone branches, Shen Fa found Yang Ge's name - the eldest son of the second wife. He had an older sister, Yang Yi, and a younger brother, Yang Shu.

The moment he found Yang Ge's name, Shen Fa's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

This feeling of uneasiness was completely erupted when several Dongchang fans reported, Master, the tomb is empty!

empty?

Not even the tomb?

Shen Fa roughly pushed aside the Dongchang fans around him and squeezed into the dug grave. When he took a look inside, he saw that there was indeed nothing in the pit... not even a single piece of clothing!

He took three numb steps and then returned to Huang Jin, who was still looking at the tombstone. He cupped his fists and said: The governor is good at it. I am convinced. Since the governor has found the clue, I will not rob the governor. The limelight has come, and you and I will each investigate our own affairs in the future. I wish the governor immediate success, a coffin and a fortune!

After saying that, he turned around and pulled Wei Heng, who was also numb, and walked away faster and faster, as if there was a dog chasing behind him.

Huang Jin watched the two panicked figures go away, and his right eyelid suddenly twitched.

According to the law that the happier his opponent is, the more unlucky he will be, he also vaguely felt that he had done something stupid...

But his past experience in political struggles told him that now was a good time to pursue victory!

A bunch of incompetent people who are afraid of wolves before and tigers behind!

He cursed loudly as if to comfort himself, turned around and shouted: Continue searching, dig three feet of ground for me!

Come on, take a rubbing of the epitaph and send it to the Department of Civil Affairs of the Household Department of the Fourteenth Province, so that the Za family can dig out the Yang family!