Chapter 11 The Eight King Kongs of the Capital
Sitting at the table next to Mu Yue and them were the most famous matchmakers in the capital, wearing a big red flower and a begonia-colored big-sleeved shirt, dressed up extremely flamboyantly. If the matchmaker must have a clever mouth, and some auspicious words say to wish the newlyweds happiness, this matter of marriage between men and women is nothing more than that the man should get married; The woman should be married; Door-to-door; the order of the parents; The words of the matchmaker .......
It stands to reason that whenever a matchmaker sees a good-looking girl, she will run over to tell someone about her family.
Although Cui Xian'an is not a fairy, he is also middle-class, with long hair curled up and wearing a melon skin hat, wearing a water blue cardigan jacket, his appearance is delicate and lovely, his eyes are like water, and he has a beautiful appearance.
The skin is like congealed fat, the face is delicate and small, like a freshly peeled chicken egg, and there is a shallow pear vortex on each side of the cheeks, which is playful and cute from birth.
But even if it is such a handsome and pretty person, there is no matchmaker in the city who dares to tell her Cui Xian'an about her family, if such a domineering girl is married home by a weak husband, I don't know how much her husband's family has to be bullied by her!
There was an older matchmaker who whispered to a few matchmakers beside her: "See, that's Cui Xian'an, don't look at her innocent appearance, let me tell you, this girl is among the eight King Kongs in the capital, and she is a tyrant on Tangshui Street, known as Master Xian'an!" The more she spoke, the more she spoke, the more excited she became, the mother-in-law next to her pulled her cuffs, handed her a color, and signaled that it was Cui Xian'an sitting behind her.
A young matchmaker was very puzzled by this, and looked at Cui Xian'an: "I see that this girl looks very good, how can she be a hard stubble?" "It's just that this person's voice is not small, and it's too late for those matchmakers to stop it. Xian'an's gaze looked over lightly, and the matchmakers were so frightened that they hurriedly turned their heads away, and looked away.
The sugar water shop is such a big place, it's hard to pretend you don't see it, so they said it, but it's still so loud!
Mu Yue has been clenching his fists, have these matchmakers had nothing to do all day? As long as you go out of the six doors, you can watch them from almost anywhere. But she was suppressed by Xian'an's eyes, and she smiled lightly: "A few aunts, it's a coincidence that you can meet you anywhere in such a big capital." Cui Xian'an greeted distantly and politely, the pear vortex on both sides of her cheeks was born beautiful, but when she smiled, she could always make people more playful and cute.
Xian An still held a bowl of hot almond syrup in his hand,
The matchmaker at the head was afraid that this girl would not be happy to shake her hands, and the hot almond dew splashed on her face would not be able to peel off her skin? Aunt Li subconsciously shrank back and smiled dryly: "Xian'an, it's really a coincidence, it's not too early that day, and the aunts will go back first." ”
Xian An took a sip of almond syrup, leaned in, and said nervously: "Say more, aunts must be careful on the way back...... Recently, the government is deploying tracking, a major fatal case. He pointed to them not far away with a few people wearing knives on their waists, patrolling the streets.
Hearing her say this, she couldn't help but have a cold sweat behind her, wasn't it obvious that she was cursing these old sisters? suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and asked her with a smile:
Xian'an, what you said is true? Don't scare the aunts. ”
Xian'an pointed at Mu Yue and asked Mrs. Li and the others, "Otherwise, you think that the two of us are here just to drink sugar water?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the frightened matchmaker Aunt Li hurriedly waved her hand,
"No, no, no, we ordinary people don't dare to know about the errands of the officials." The matchmakers nodded kindly, put the sugar water money on the table, and hurried home.
Just now Mu Yue was also angry because they said that Xian Ye was one of the Eight King Kongs, how did he expect that these words were really high, Mu Yue and Mu Gai really couldn't hold back their laughter, and Mu Yue even laughed out loud: "Master is so dignified, what are you scaring them for?" ”
Xian'an's nostrils turned to the sky, and he hummed: "They said that the master is the eight great vajra of the capital, and I can't say a few words, but I really want to suffocate the master!" Those big King Kongs are all notorious bullies and big insects in the capital, and they actually put the master together with them, Da Mou, are you angry? ”
Who said no, it's too annoying...... "Mu Yueying and Xian'an patted his head: "By the way, my father said that let the two of us go to the Department of War early tomorrow morning." ”
Early in the morning to the secretary's office? In such a hurry? Could it be that the Ministry of War has lost something again? "The six doors are not as good as Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei "drives the guards, patrols and arrests", engages in reconnaissance, arrest, interrogation, etc., and the intelligence network of the Fusi Division in the north and south is all over the court's civil and military houses. And the six doors are to deal with some grievances in the underworld, find things, and catch the big thief who has a reward.
"Hell knows!" Mu Yue snorted.
She pinched her eyebrows in annoyance, and suddenly heard a commotion in the crowd on the left, and was about to stretch out her head to look, when she saw a man wearing a fluttering scarf and a white cotton medical robe fell over the pedestrians and fell over the pedestrians, and fell impartially on the sugar water table in Xian'an, the dishes on the table fell to the ground at the same time, shattered into a pile of porcelain pieces, small snacks mixed with sugar water, and various colors of soup splashed everywhere.
A table of pastries is gone? Cui Xian'an twitched the corner of his mouth, "Hey, you ......"
Seeing that he was still carrying a medicine box on his shoulder, it was obvious that he was sitting in the hall of the pharmacy in such a dress, Xian An reached out to pull him, but the Lang Zhong waved his backhand, revealing a long dagger with a bright snow at the bottom of his sleeve, the blue mang was cold, and he knew that the blade was quenched with poison at a glance.
"Be careful!" Mu Yue was shocked and rushed forward.
This change was very sudden, Rao Dexian reacted quickly, turned sideways in time, and was also cut off half of her sleeve by the dagger.
Mu Yue had already made a move, but someone came first, only to see a green shadow passing by, and the volley flying leg directly kicked Lang Zhong to vomit blood, and his body could only be supported on the ground and struggled hard.
"Hand over the secret report, and spare you from death!"
The person who came was wearing a pale green scarf and a straight robe, several diamond prints on the cuffs, gold thread embroidery on the side, a deep sea green satin robe, and the natural color of the belt was very neat, and the five-grade official boots stepped on the wrist of the sitting hall, and the tone was cold as if it was oozing a trace of coldness, and he looked down condescendingly at the sitting hall, and his eyes were as deep and indifferent as a cold pool.
“ …… I don't know. "The patient was in pain, and his whole body was convulsed, and cold sweat broke out.
Black Shu brocade shoes, brass-colored gold silk embroidery on the toe.
Xian'an dragged his chin, leaned crookedly on Mu Yue, poked Mu Yue's waist and eyes, and muttered to him: "Did you see that person's official boots?" If the master is not mistaken, this person should be a high-ranking official. Then he asked Mu Yue: "Who is Da Mou?" ”
Mu Yue nervously looked at the person Xian An pointed at, only to see that he was slender and handsome, Mu Yue shrugged his shoulders and bent down to whisper in Xian An's ear: "Silly boy, you must know this person's name, he is Lu Yi!" Mu Yue nodded towards Xian'an with certainty.
Xian An yawned, who is he, why must he know him, just wanted to say that he didn't know him, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, the first time he heard others say the name Lu Yi, it was at Mr. Talkbook, and when he was obedient to the book, he learned about Lu Yi.
In today's Ming Dynasty, there are only two people left who are high and powerful, and there are only two people left. One is Yan Song, the first assistant of the cabinet, who formed a party in the DPRK and China for personal gain, needless to say. There is another person, Lu Bing, the supreme commander of Jinyiwei, he and Sejong are good buddies who grew up together, and they once risked their lives to rush into the fire to save Sejong. The relationship between him and Sejong is not a word of iron, two words of porcelain, and three words.
Strictly speaking, Lu Bing is still a good official, although he excludes dissidents and monopolizes power, but at least he has fulfilled his duties and indeed rehabilitated many unjust cases in the edict prison, but the Manchu Dynasty knows that he is good friends with Yan Song.
The demeanor of the supreme commander of Jinyiwei envoy, Xian'an has experienced it in the book, Lu Bingqi's sword eyebrows, starry eyes, long beard, fluttering device, Yu Xuanang, his eyes are not angry and mighty, which is very intimidating. (And it is said that the painting of the god of the town house posted on the door of the house on the door during the New Year's festival is based on the image of Lu Bing.) )
And the green-shirted man in front of Xian'an is Lu Bing's son, Lu Yi. Lu Bing was born as a martial artist, and it is said that Lu Yi is strong in martial arts, not under his father, and is one of the best masters in Jinyiwei.
In her opinion, in terms of appearance, Lu Yi should be like his mother, not powerful enough but more than handsome, but those eyes are similar to his father, his expression is not shocked, and he is not commensurate with his age, and he is a little more cold.