On the bank of the Nanyang River outside Qingzhou Mansion, there is a restaurant. The shop sells both liquor and tea.

The storefront of the restaurant is very small, the shopkeeper, the cook and the shopkeeper are all the shopkeeper Liu Xu, usually except for the people of the village not far away will come to sell some wine, just rely on the passenger boats on the Nanyang River to temporarily come down to rest the guests and fishermen to take care of, so the business is very cold, the shopkeeper has no intention of operating, often collect the wine flag tea flag tea to find some other livelihood, the past boats and the residents near the left are used to it, as soon as they see that there is no wine flag and tea flag on the front pole, they will no longer come.

Today the small hotel seems to be closed, and the thin pole in front of the door is bare, but if you get closer, you will find that although the tea flags and wine flags have been collected, the door panels have not been fully installed, and at least two door panels have been left behind for ventilation. There were a few people sitting quietly in the store.

The four of them sat around the table, and the one sitting behind the door was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, wearing a green coat, and the costume was dressed up, he was simply a small servant of a large family, this person was born with clear eyebrows, but his lips were thin and his eyes were thin, and his face was gloomy and white, and he looked a little afraid of people, and it was the personal companion of Yang Xu, the eldest young master of the Yang family in Qingzhou Mansion, when Zhang Thirteen.

On his left hand sat a burly man, dressed in a round-necked soap coat, about thirty years old, with a thick beard under his chin, thick as a steel needle, with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, quite heroic, his expression was very cold, neither frowning nor roaring like thunder, just sitting there quietly, and a murderous aura quietly emanated from him.

Zhang 13's right hand side is a fat man, this fat man is in his forties, with a big belly, a round face and fat cheeks, if he shaves his hair and then changes into monk's clothes, I am afraid that there will be a disciple of my Buddha who regards him as "Maitreya real Maitreya, incarnated into hundreds of billions, always showing the people of the time, and the people of the time do not know" The cloth bag monk, I thought that his old man had come to play the world again.

This fat man was wearing a shirt with a collar of flowers, and a scarf with a folded horn, which was made of fine cotton, but not silk, and it seemed that although his family was rich, he was only a pure businessman, neither a scholar nor a farmer, so he was not qualified to wear a silk brocade robe. Now that Emperor Hongwu is sitting in the Dragon Court, the boundary between the upper and lower levels is clear, who dares to transgress the rules?

Just two years ago, there was an incident in Jiangnan, there were more than a dozen teenagers from civilian families, because their families were wealthy and could afford to buy leather boots, so they all wore boots to show off, and ran to the street to kick the key, but they were caught by the street patrol officers. At that time, the emperor had just issued an edict: ordinary people, merchants, skills, infantry soldiers, miscellaneous workers, etc. were not allowed to wear boots. If someone commits a crime against the wind, it is natural that he must be severely punished. In the end, a dozen unlucky eggs were chopped off.

In view of this, although Qingzhou Mansion is a bit of a high emperor, but the businessmen who have money at home but are not qualified to wear gorgeous clothes and brocade clothes have to wear brocade clothes at home to shake the majesty, once they go out, they will be covered with a cloth shirt outside, and they will be at least peaceful with their tails between them, and no one will dare to openly swagger and directly provoke the majesty of Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty.

This fat man's eyebrows are very light, he was born with a pair of smiling eyes, the corners of those smiling eyes are constantly twitching at this time, the sideburns on his forehead are also constantly dripping with sweat, and his fat hand is holding a white handkerchief tightly, wiping the sweat flowing from his forehead and cheeks from time to time.

Sitting opposite Zhang 13 is Liu Xu, the owner of this small hotel, Liu Shopkeeper was born with an honest and honest appearance, wearing a straight green coarse cloth, the corners are tucked in the belt, the two sleeves are pulled, revealing a whole section of the lining of the board, his lips are tightly pursed, and his face is bitter and hateful, as if the three people sitting next to him are all diners who eat overlord meals.

The soapy man is an inspector of the Qingzhou prefect's yamen, named Feng Xihui. The inspector is an official, although it is lower than the nine-grade official, but he is just a petty official who does not enter the stream and has no quality, but after all, he is an official, and the common people want to sing a fat song when they see him, and he is called an adult.

The round-faced fat man surnamed An, named An Litong, is the shopkeeper of Qingzhou An's Silk Village, often goes to the south of the Yangtze River to buy silk, and then transports it to the north to sell, the family is well-off, as a rich man, his waist is full of money, he is a pure businessman in the officialdom, although he is not a fart, but his family is rich, and the common people have to call a foreign master when they see him.

It was very hot, but the atmosphere in the store was terrible cold, and the four of them all had gloomy faces, not saying a word, and they were suffocating. After a long time, An Yuanwai swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said cautiously: "Yang Xu is dead, our errand is considered to be a mess, what should we do now?" It's not a matter if everyone is so stuffy and doesn't speak, Feng Zongqi, your official is the biggest here, you have to give the big guy an idea! ”

Feng Jianxiao's lips moved, as if he was bubbling cold, and it took a long time before he said faintly: "Get an idea?" What's the idea? Four years ago, the four of you and I were ordered to leave Yingtianfu and sneak into this Qingzhou City, and it took four years to use all the financial, material and personal resources that Lord Shi could use, so that Yang Xu could be supported. Last month, the official just handed over the news to Lord Shi, saying that Yang Xu had become King Qi's confidant, and the Lord could start the next step, who had thought of ......, who had thought of such a blink of an eye! ”

Feng Jianxiao slammed the table hard, the teacups jumped up together, and Feng Jianxiao said hatefully: "Yang Xu let people slaughter, once the news reaches the ears of Lord Shi, what fate we will be can imagine, several, you know Lord Luo's methods, if you don't want to end up in a situation where you can't survive and die, then cut yourself off and find a good time." ”

Thinking of the powerful method of the adult in the capital to kill people without seeing blood, several people involuntarily shivered, Shopkeeper Liu gasped for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "What the hell, which turtle king is it, it's not good to kill anyone, but I killed Yang Wenxuan, Yang Wenxuan is an innocent being, and he is not a character in the rivers and lakes, who can he offend, he ...... it inexplicably, ah!" My lord, do you think it will ...... Is our identity revealed? ”

Zhang Shisan sneered and unceremoniously reprimanded this colleague, who was nearly twice as old as him: "Are you a human head pig brain!" How can we be detected when we are acting so secretively? Taking a step back, if we do reveal our identities, who will be against us? There is only the king of Qi, but if it is the hand of the king of Qi, he needs to use the means of assassination? Will he only kill Yang Xu?

Even when I am the most beautiful Jinyiwei, how many catties do I have in the eyes of the princes? How did the two commanders of the five military camps of Ying Tianfu die, have you forgotten? They were beaten to death in the street by the prince because they collided with a prince's honor guard who entered Beijing for the Hajj, what happened to the result? This prince was just reprimanded by the emperor for a few words.

In addition to rebellion, there is no sin that can be inflicted on the vassal king, there is really a crime that provokes the anger of the public, that is also the prince's mistake, the crime of the long history, unless it is a great crime of rebellion, otherwise who in the world can move the prince? If Yang Xu's death was really instructed by the King of Qi, it would be as easy for the King of Qi to kill us as it was to kill an ant, so could we hide our heads and tails like this? ”

The security officer rubbed his hands and said worriedly: "What's the use of investigating the cause of Yang Xu's death now, the important thing is how we should explain it to Lord Luo......

Zhang Shisan said coldly: "As soon as Yang Wenxuan died, I erased the traces on the ship and brought him here by car...... There is no way to think about it. ”

An Yuanwai turned to Inspector Feng with a pale face and said, "Lord Feng, you see...... Why don't we tell you the truth about the situation here? Yang Xu's death was completely an accident, the sin is not in you and me, we are innocent, and now it is the time for adults to employ people, maybe...... Maybe the adults will let you and me go. ”

Zhang Shisan sneered again: "The lamp grass ash you eat, the light fart you put it!" When did Lord Luo soften his face like this, you don't know the current situation over there, how difficult my Jinyiwei is now, if you want to turn over, you rely on us. Four years ago, adults were able to provide us with some help and help us support a Yang Wenxuan to come out, but now, it is impossible for adults to give us any help, and all the hopes of adults are buried in our hands, do you still expect adults to forgive you? ”

The security staff sweated more urgently.

Zhang Shisan's position among these four people is somewhat special. Among the four, Feng Jianxiao is the leader, but when it comes to the relationship with Lord Luo in Yingtianfu, Zhang Shisan is Lord Luo's henchman, so in addition to facing Feng Jianxiao, he can still maintain some respect, but he is shouting at the other two, without any pretense. An Yuanwai and Liu Xu have long been accustomed to his domineering.

At this moment, someone outside the door shouted: "Shopkeeper, I caught a few fresh fish in Xia, I don't know if the store collects it here, the price under the next is very fair, it is much cheaper than in the fish shop." ”

Shopkeeper Liu was upset, waved his hand and shouted: "Go, go, Lao Tzu won't open today, the wine flags and tea flags have been collected, you can't see it?" ”

He scolded and looked up, and when he saw the appearance of the person outside the store, his whole body suddenly shook, as if he had been struck by lightning, and froze there without moving.

Yang Xu!

Yang Xu, who died last night and is now hiding in the carriage in the backyard, and his body is about to stink because the weather is too hot, actually looks like a chemical child, standing alive at the door of the store, holding a string of fish of different sizes in his hand, wearing the gills with willow branches, it looks like they are all freshly caught, and the tail of the fish occasionally swings weakly a few times.

His hair was unkempt and loose, tied in a bun haphazardly, with a branch inserted horizontally as a hairpin, and he was draped in a tattered short brown, which was torn like silk at the hem, and at the bottom was a pair of bloomers of different colors, tied haphazardly around his waist with straw rope, leggings on his calves, and a pair of broken straw sandals at his feet, with dirty toes exposed.

The shock calmed down for a while, and the four of them found that this person was still a little different from Yang Xu, first of all, this person's demeanor was far from that of the suave, young and golden Yang Gongzi, but it didn't matter much, even if the emperor Lao Tzu wore a dress called Huazi and stood on the corner of the street, holding a broken bowl in his hand, there would never be the majesty of the Ninety-Five Supreme anymore, to a large extent, this is a matter of clothing. But this person is stronger than Yang Xu, and his complexion is much darker than Yang Xu's, and there are some factors that cannot be said exactly, which is completely a feeling, a strange feeling.

Feng Jianxiao's four people carefully examined him with the general critical eyes of "looking for ballast", screened the difference between this so-called Huazi and Yang Xu, and found that the difference between the two was really minimal, if it wasn't for the fact that they had already seen Yang Xu's dead corpse that could no longer die, they really thought that this person was Yang Xu dressed up a little, and deliberately pretended to be called Huazi to tease them.

The store is not open today, the windows are closed, and there are only two doors open at the entrance of the store, so the indoor light is very dim, and the person can't see the expressions of the people in the store clearly, but the four people in the store can see him clearly. Although this person is shabby, but his facial features are the same as Yang Xu, if he is allowed to change into this beggar outfit, and then dress up, isn't it the merry boy Yang Xu who rides a horse and leans on the bridge and is full of red sleeves?

Feng Jianxiao and Zhang Shisan's eyes lit up one after another.

The man stood outside the door, unable to see the faces of the people in the store, but he could feel that they were looking at him strangely. His unknown identity was one of the most important threats to him in the era of the strictest control of the registered population, and in order to avoid trouble, he rarely entered the city all the way, or he would not have mixed up with such an image, and at this time, he noticed that the situation was different, and immediately raised his vigilance, and he haha: "If the store doesn't buy it, I will leave it, why bother with such a big anger, bother." "Mention the fish and leave.

An Yuanwai took a breath and exclaimed: "Have you seen it, have you seen it, this person looks exactly the same as Yang Xu, it is really the biggest in the world, there are no surprises, if it weren't for Yang Xu's body in the car behind, a few of us have just personally examined it, I really thought it was Yang Xu who came back to life!" Alas, why didn't this short-lived beggar die, but Yang Xu, who didn't deserve to die, died? ”

The security officer sighed briefly, Feng Jianxiao and Zhang Shisan had slowly turned their heads, looking at him with an idiot-like gaze, the security officer was a little hairy by them, he touched the tip of his nose, and asked curtly: "Uh...... I...... Am I saying something wrong? ”

Zhang Shisan teased: "An Litong, I only thought you were stupid before, but I didn't expect you to be stupider than a pig." ”

An Yuanwai's face turned red, and he stammered and asked, "I...... What's wrong with me? ”

Feng Jian instructed the shopkeeper Liu in a deep voice: "You follow, keep an eye on him, and see where he lands!" ”

Shopkeeper Liu nodded, returned to the inner room first, and after a while, he actually brought a knife out, Feng Jianxiao frowned and said, "To track a person called Huazi, do you still need to bring a knife?" This knife is revealed, once it falls into the eyes of those who have a heart, isn't it a great disaster? Put it down! Shopkeeper Liu put down the knife and walked out of the store.

An Yuanwai reacted at this time and exclaimed: "Ah! I see, my lord, could it be...... Do you want to use this beggar to confuse the beads? ”

Zhang 13 said meanly: "Lao An, I just said it wrong, in fact, you are still a little smarter than a pig." ”

Feng Jianxiao didn't speak, but picked up the knife that was resting in front of him. This is a narrow and slightly curved knife, light and dexterous, easy to fight in close combat, looking at this knife with remembrance, Feng Jianxiao's gaze gradually became eager. He pressed the circlip with his thumb, and the sharp blade popped out half a foot with a choke, and Feng Jianxiao's fingertips gently wiped the sharp blade, and muttered to himself: "Embroidered spring knife, embroidered spring knife, when will your majesty reappear in the world?" ”

With a knife in hand, an invisible murderous aura has rushed into the sky, covering every grass, tree, water and mountain on the bank of the Nanyang River.