Yang Muyun didn't want to save his face, and besides, Wang Yaoxian was invited by him to come over and cure himself. When she was hesitating, she felt that Lin Meier pushed herself.

"It's rare that Song Gongzi is so warmly invited," Lin Mei'er glanced at him, "He asked someone to save you, and he had to ask someone to invite you, if you don't go, it's too much to say." ”

"Yes, yes," Song Ping's eyes narrowed, and Aunt Lin ...... saw that she was still dressed in men's clothes, so she changed her tone and said, "Gongzi Lin will also go with her." ”

"Is it appropriate for me to go?" Lin Mei'er opened her eyes wide and said, "You thank each other and reminisce about the past, what am I going to do?" ”

"Lin Gongzi and my brother Yang Xian are not outsiders," Song Ping said with a smile: "Besides, my wife is also there, so it will be more lively to have Lin Gongzi as a companion." ”

A sentence that Yang Muyun is not an outsider, Lin Meier said it warmly in her heart, and she stopped speaking with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Look, Lin Gongzi also agreed to go," Song Ping smiled at Yang Muyun: "Brother Xian won't brush my mind anymore, right?" ”

"Please let go of Brother Song," Yang Muyun glanced at his hand pulling at the placket of his clothes, and said with a wry smile: "I'll just go with you." ”

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Yifuyuan Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Juyongguan, located in the most prosperous street market near the Drum Tower in Juyongguan, the building is three storeys high, magnificent, although it is not as good as the Feihongju Restaurant in the capital, but it is second to none in this Juyongguan City.

Song Pingding is a private room near the window, and when you look out from here, you can see half of the scene of Juyong Guancheng.

Dieyu dressed up carefully, with a bun on her head, surrounded by beads, thin grease powder on her face, a pair of black eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, wearing an indigo blue skirt, lining her skin more and more fair, her figure is graceful, and she is more delicate.

No wonder Song Ping gave up her position in the Xining Marquis Mansion for her and went to the rivers and lakes with her. Still, it looks like they're doing well. Yang Muyun secretly said in her heart, and remembered her dancing in the painting boat when she was in Nandu.

"Brother Yang Xian, please! Lin Gongzi, please! Song Ping warmly invited them to take a seat.

"There is no one else here," Dieyu said with a smile, "Why do you call Miss Lin a son again?" The affectionate Lalin Meier sat down, "My sister is so beautiful, even my sister and I are ashamed of myself, if you change back into women's clothes, dress up well, I don't know how many men will charm!" ”

A compliment made Lin Meier overjoyed, "My sister is too famous, I just know some kung fu, where is it as good as my sister said?" ”

"If it weren't for my sister's fists and feet, my sister would have suffered a big loss last night," Dieyu smiled: "My sister is so handsome, I want to learn from you!" Come, my sister toasts you and talks about my sister's saving grace last night. As he spoke, he poured a full glass of wine and handed it over with both hands.

"Sister is polite." Lin Meier stretched out her hand to take it.

Seeing that the two of them were screaming affectionately, Song Ping also asked Yang Muyun to sit down.

"Come, Brother Xian." Song Ping picked up his wine glass, "I'll give you a glass for my brother first." ”

"Brother Song," Yang Muyun raised his glass, "If you hadn't asked Senior Wang to come over and heal me, my little brother's life would be in danger, and I should have invited you for this meal." ”

"You and my brother are so different from each other," Song Ping touched his glass and said with a smile: "It's just that Mr. Wang doesn't want to come here because he says anything, only you and my brother are here, so this wine will inevitably be a little weaker." ”

"The actions of the strange people in the rivers and lakes are very guessable," Yang Muyun drank all the wine in the cup, and took the lead in filling the empty cups one by one, "By the way, since that day, the southern capital has been goodbye, how did Brother Song come to this Juyong Pass?" ”

"It's a long story," Song Ping said, "I was originally my father's concubine, and my mother's family was born as a merchant, and I left an industry in Juyongguan. After leaving Nandu, I brought Butterfly Rain to settle down in this Juyongguan. ”

"I see," Yang Muyun asked again, "But this Juyong Pass is very close to the Jingshi, isn't my brother afraid that the Marquis of Xining will find here when he learns the news?" ”

"My father is sure that I have fallen into the water and died in Hongze Lake, how can he come to look for me again?" Song Ping smiled bitterly: "I am not the only one in the children of the Xining Hou Mansion, my father likes my eldest brother Song Jie, the title of this Hou Mansion must be passed on to him, and it is superfluous for my son to stay in the Hou Mansion. Glanced at him, "By the way, isn't the virtuous brother on an errand in Jinyi Weinan Town?" how

Why did you come to this Juyong Pass? ”

"Soon after you left, I was transferred to Beijing," Yang Muyun said: "I am now serving in the army, and I went out with the army to fight a few days ago, and now I am on my way back to Beijing, and I don't want to meet my brother here." ”

"Oh?" Song Ping's face showed a different color, "I heard that the emperor sent the young army of the Son of Heaven to fight outside the Saiwai, and it is true that the virtuous brother said this, I don't know how the battle is going on this expedition?" ”

"It's hard to say," Yang Muyun's face darkened, "Our army has suffered serious losses outside the pass, and now the Tartar cavalry has come to the front line of the Great Wall." ”

"No wonder it's a lot stricter these days," Song Ping's face became nervous, "Will the Tartars fight here?" ”

"At least the Tartars haven't broken through the Xuanfu Datong line yet," Yang Muyun comforted him, "Juyongguan is still safe here for the time being. ”

Song Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and his face remained gloomy, "I heard my father talk about the Tatar cavalry before, saying that they come and go like the wind, and their combat power will not be attenuated if they continue to gallop for hundreds of miles day and night...... My Ming soldiers fought against them, so they didn't fight? ”

"Things are not as unbearable as Brother Song thought," Yang Muyun said with a calm face: "Tartars are also people, not invincible. The city defense of Juyong Pass is strong, no matter how powerful the Tartar cavalry is, they can't fly to the city head of Juyong Pass without wings, so Brother Song doesn't have to worry too much. ”

At this time, there was a noise and disturbance outside, and the four of them stood up and looked out the window, only to see a group of Ming soldiers rushing into the street with swords and spears, driving pedestrians and merchants to both sides of the road.

"What's going on? Is there going to be a war? Song Ping looked nervous and said to himself.

At this time, I saw a bearded officer riding a horse below, shouting loudly: "From now on, everyone is not allowed to enter or leave the gate, and I will be honest, and don't move around." ”

"Could it be that the Tartars have been shut down?" The butterfly rain can't help but lose its color.

"Sister, don't be afraid," Lin Mei'er comforted on the side: "We just came from Xuanfu, and the Tartars can't get here." ”

The crowd below was in an uproar, and some officers and soldiers held a piece of paper with a portrait of a man painted on it, and pulled out the pedestrians on both sides of the road to compare them one by one.

"Putting up such a big battle, it turned out that it was to search for criminals," Yang Muyun looked at Song Ping, "Isn't there a yamen in Juyongguan to manage civil affairs?" Why do officers and soldiers come out to arrest people at every turn? ”

"There is a Yanqing Zhizhou in the city, but it's just an ornament," Song Ping shook his head, "The commander of Yanqingwei here has soldiers and generals in his hands, and he has grabbed all the taxes and household registrations, and he has set up a Zhizhou Lord like a clay carving and wood sculpture in a temple, and he can't manage everything if he wants to." No, Lord Zhizhou also made a mistake to the court a while ago. ”

"Does he want to take down this commander?" Yang Muyun asked.

"No," Song Ping sighed: "Juyong Pass is the first pass in western Beijing, and it is known as the key to western Beijing, as long as Yanqingwei stationed here does not withdraw, no one will buy his account as a governor." So this Zhizhou lord had a big brain, and Yan Qingwei couldn't move, so he wanted to move him, the Zhizhou Yamen, to another place. It is said that he wanted to move to the Fuchuan Fort on the north bank of the Mishui River, a hundred miles away. ”

"What?" Yang Muyun felt a little incredible, "Isn't that place outside Juyong Pass?" What does this Zhizhou Lord think, this is not the hinterland of the Central Plains, the cavalry of the Tartars may break through the Xuanda defense line at any time and plunder here, without the protection of the officers and soldiers of the guard, how can he, the Zhizhou, govern the state border? ”

"I think so, he called on the people of Juyongguan to move with him to the new state city office, but no one responded," Song Ping's lips curled, "For the common people, whether Juyong Guancheng is in charge of the Yamen or Zhizhou Yamen has little to do with them, and the taxes are handed over to whoever is paid, and it is safer for the officers and soldiers to protect here." ”

"The common people are quite real," Yang Muyun smiled, the tips ......of his ears moved, his eyes swept towards the crowd below, in the chaotic crowd, an old woman with a hunched waist and white hair like silver slowly walked through the crowd, she was dressed in a green cloth cotton coat, wearing a dark blue embroidery on her forehead, holding an ebony cane in her right hand, and a string of yellow beads in her left hand, coughing while walking. This is an old woman who dresses up in the northern towns and villages, but Yang Muyun's eyes are fixed on her.

"What do you keep watching that old man do?" Lin Meier asked strangely.

"I always thought she was a little weird." Yang Muyun muttered.

"One is on

It's just an old woman," Lin Mei'er glanced at him, "What's so weird, you're always suspicious." ”

"No," Yang Muyun's eyebrows twitched, "She feels familiar to me, I must have seen her somewhere." Yang Muyun said and turned to Song Ping and said, "Brother Song, I have something to go down, and I am out of company." As he spoke, he hurried out of the private room.

"Hey......" Lin Meier stomped her feet, her body moved, and she also followed.

"What are they going to do after an old woman?" Butterfly rain is a little hard to understand.

"Who knows?" Song Ping smiled bitterly, "Don't forget that he also has the identity of a brocade guard, and he can track down a suspicious person at any time." ”

......

Yang Muyun walked out of the Yifuyuan Restaurant quickly, because the officers and soldiers drove pedestrians to both sides of the road and forbade pedestrians to move around at will, so the road was blocked by the crowd and it was very difficult to walk. Yang Muyun saw that the old woman was about to turn into an alley across the road, and she was in a hurry, desperately squeezing into the crowd.

"Go back," an armored soldier shouted in front of Yang Muyun with a spear horizontally, "Didn't you hear?" Stand there and wait for us adults to check it. ”

"But that person ......," Yang Muyun pointed to the old woman who was about to disappear into the alley.

The corner of the soldier's mouth twitched, "The prisoner we want to arrest is a man, you, go back." The tone was a little heavier.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Muyun couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand to push the soldier's chest.

The soldier only felt a strong force in his chest, and he stepped back several steps, unable to hold his momentum, and sat down on the ground.

"How dare you beat up officers and soldiers?" The soldier's eyes widened, and he pointed at Yang Muyun and shouted, "The prisoner is here, come quickly!" ”

"Hula-" As soon as the crowd was chaotic, Yang Muyun took the opportunity to jump past the soldier.

"Catch the prisoner, the prisoner has run away,......" the soldier was shouting, when suddenly he was hit on the head by something, his eyes were black, and he fainted.

"Let you shout." Lin Meier kicked him and chased after Yang Muyun.

......

Yang Muyun quickly turned into the alley, but when he looked at it, where was the shadow of the old woman?

"Strange," Yang Muyun's gaze couldn't stop glancing around, "how could she suddenly go so fast?" As he walked forward, the doors of the residents in the alley were closed, and he was hesitating to knock on the doors one by one to take a closer look, when he was walking, suddenly, "Snort-" A slight sound of breaking the air hit. He reacted extremely quickly, and the side of the "brush-" pulled out the double-edged knife behind his back.

"When—" He felt a shock in his arm, and involuntarily took a step back to the side.

"Snort-" A series of sounds of breaking the air struck again, his wrist couldn't help shaking, and the sword light flew up and down, left and right, "Dangdangdang-" The sound like fried beans sounded, and the yellow grains fell to the ground.

"It's the rosary in the old woman's hand." Yang Muyun's eyes narrowed, the hair on his sideburns flicked slightly, he turned around, and the double-edged knife drew an arc behind him like lightning.

With a loud bang, Yang Muyun's figure floated out several feet.

"You've finally shown up." Yang Muyun's eyes were fixed on the old woman who appeared in front of him.

She came behind him silently and was about to make a move when Yang Muyun finally found out, and after taking the old woman's cane, she quickly moved away.

"Is that you?" A hint of discoloration flashed in the old woman's eyes, and then her gaze became fierce.

"I've seen her before." Yang Muyun confirmed her judgment from her reaction.

"How did you recognize me?" The old woman asked in a deep voice.

"All your outfits are perfect," Yang Muyun said lightly: "It's so perfect that I can't even tell that you're pretending, if you walk in front of me like this, I can't see anything wrong at all......," his voice changed, "But there is one thing, what you have done is a little redundant." ”

"Oh?" The old woman's eyebrows raised.

"Your voice," Yang Muyun said, "doesn't sound like an old woman, you shouldn't have coughed a few times." ”