Four-year-old literacy, seven-year-old writing, eighteen middle lifts, Shao Shao green silk, instant elegance. After 20 years of hard study, I finally became proud of Wenhua, and I was fortunate to meet His Majesty the Emperor, how high-spirited.

In the back hall of the prefect's yamen, Yang Hong sat on a chair in an official robe, meticulously cleaning up and down, and slowly drinking a pot of wine, even if Cao Wei and others came in, he turned a blind eye.

Old Master Xu scolded angrily: "Yang Hong, are you guilty? ”

"Sin?" Yang Hong drank a glass of wine and looked at everyone, his eyes were full of contempt: "What qualifications do you have to condemn me Yang Hong!" Xu Li, you inherit the shadow of your ancestors and become a very popular minister, eat the people's fat and ointment, lead the elite soldiers in vain, and anoint the moths, but the wine bag and rice bag are also! ”

Old man Xu's eyes were cracked, and he was about to have a seizure but was stopped by Mu Bin: "The old man is angry, angry!" Have a self-cultivation ......"

"You are Mu Bin, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, the weapon that controls the country, but the corpse is vegetarian, and he does nothing, and he is empty of a man's eight-foot body, but he is a reckless man!"

"Master Mu, put down the knife and extinguish the fire!" Cao Wei struggled to pull Mu Bin, who was already furious, and then turned to Yang Hong and sneered: "I don't know how Lord Yang judges me?" ”

"Cao Wei ......" Yang Hong's expression was complicated, he poured a glass of wine, and said with a salute: "This glass of wine is respected by the official for the people of Yangzhou, the old man sent someone to assassinate you twice, don't blame me, I have to ...... last resort."

Yang Hong raised his head and drank it all up, and continued: "I heard that Lord Cao used to be a scholar? ”

Cao Wei smiled: "I have studied for a few years, studied under Mei Gongbo, has a few points of ink in my chest, and can make a few superficial articles, just a show." ”

Yang Hong said bitterly: "Since you are a scholar, why are you willing to degenerate, and even associate with vulgar people, join the guard dog military attaché, and do such a humiliating thing." ”

Cao Wei sneered and said: "Lord Yang's words are unfair, the benefit of the people is not in the civil and military affairs, but in the heart, there are the people in the heart, naturally can be benevolent, if there is only selfish desires in the heart, it will not care whether the people live or die."

I, Cao Wei, have a scale in my heart, which can weigh right and wrong, good and evil, Lord Yang, if you really feel guilty about me, tell me where the Great Elder is. ”

Yang Hong said abruptly: "I don't know where the Great Elder is......

Mu Bin scolded: "Yang Hong, are you still hiding it for the White Lotus Sect bandits? ”

"If it weren't for this White Lotus Sect bandit in your mouth, I, Yang Hong, would still be curled up in the poor countryside and die of old age...... Forget it! It's time to send them all away, and now it's time to go find them......"

Yang Hong suddenly covered his chest, looking pained, then his eyes widened, and he fell on the table without a sound.

Cao Wei hurriedly stepped forward and found that Yang Hong had no heartbeat, looking at Yang Hong's corpse, he didn't have the slightest pleasure in his heart, only deep exhaustion.

Old man Xu was still indignant, and helped Mu Bin to leave the prefect's yamen, since the thief leader is dead, the rest of the people don't need him to go out, just leave a fart official to deal with the aftermath, such as Cao Wei.

When Cao Wei was about to go to the backyard, Qian Ning hurriedly ran into the prefect's yamen: "My lord, my subordinates are not doing well, Yang Xing is dead, and the brothers haven't greeted him yet, so Yang Gongzi himself is scared to death." ”

Cao Wei said regretfully: "Originally, I wanted to send Yang Xing to the East Factory as an undercover agent, but now that he is dead, then you can go undercover for him!" ”

Qian Ning said with grief and indignation: "My lord, my subordinates would rather die than be cut!" ”

Cao Wei patiently persuaded: "It doesn't hurt, really, the wound is not big, what is the manly husband afraid of?" ”

"My lord, my subordinates are afraid that they will never be able to be husbands in the future......"

"Really not cut?"

“…… Don't cut! ”

"If you don't cut, you won't cut, what is a big man crying about! Zhang Meng......"

"I won't cut either!" Zhang Meng shook his head vigorously, took a few steps back, and looked at Cao Wei with a worried face.

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In the backyard of the yamen, dozens of servants knelt down in the courtyard, and when they heard the footsteps, their bodies began to tremble, and they buried their heads even lower.

Cao Wei raised his voice and said, "Who can take this official to your master's study?" ”

After a moment of silence, a thin middle-aged man stood up and said, "The villain will take the adult!" ”

After Cao Wei looked at it, he said, "Who are you?" ”

"The villain's name is Yang Ping, and he is the son of the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion, but my father died of illness last night."

Cao Wei's heart moved slightly, last night happened to be the time when he was assassinated, he didn't believe it was just a coincidence, it seemed that the dead butler must know something.

"Qian Ning, you carefully interrogate the servants here, if there is nothing abnormal, let them go, remember, you can't be rude, our Jinyi Wei must convince people with reason."

Qian Ning nodded yes, and Cao Wei asked Yang Ping to take him to Yang Hong's study.

Walking on the road, Cao Wei said quietly: "Yang Ping, did your father say anything to you before he died, or did he have any unusual behavior?" ”

Yang Ping pondered for a while, and said: "My father is old, his body is cold, and he has to drink some wine every night to warm his body, last night I went to give him wine, called a few times outside the door, and saw that no one answered in the house, and thought that his old man had fallen asleep, and this morning I found out that he had passed away, and I have told my master about this matter." ”

"What did Yang Hong say?"

"My lord gave me five hundred taels of silver and asked me to bury my father."

Five hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, I am afraid it is money to buy a life, Cao Wei saw that Yang Ping had been calm, and said suspiciously: "You don't seem to be sad at all when your father dies......

Yang Ping smiled bitterly: "My father has been a slave all his life, without any freedom, and if he dies, he will no longer be a cheap slave, how can it not be a relief, besides, my father is fifty and three this year, which is not considered an early death." ”

Cao Wei saw that Yang Ping's expression did not seem to be fake, so he had no intention of asking. In ancient times, when medical conditions were very poor, you could call yourself an old man at the age of thirty, and fifty-three years old was indeed considered a long life.

The study is an extremely important place in the home, just like it is often shown on TV, if there is a secret room, the entrance is usually set in the study, and there is basically no ......

The literati all attached great importance to the setting of the study, and although their economic conditions were very different, they all paid attention to the elegance and chic of the study, creating a rich cultural atmosphere. In this small world, you can read, recite poetry, paint, play the piano, and even snap......

Therefore, there are important things in the house that are usually placed in the study, Cao Wei wants to find clues about the White Lotus Sect in Yang Hong's study, after all, he is still being remembered by the Great Elder of the White Lotus Sect, and if he doesn't get rid of this person, he will not live a solid life.

Other people's study rooms have a rich collection of books, but Cao Wei's own study is empty, he also used to be a vassal of elegance, and ordered Zhang Meng to buy some books as decorations, but Zhang Meng is a rough person after all, just buy a few books from the street stalls and send them to Cao's house, Cao Wei has seen them, most of them are books such as the secret history of romance.

After Cao Wei and Zhang Meng searched, they only found a few land deeds and deeds of sale, and the title deeds were naturally unceremoniously stuffed into Cao Wei's arms, and the deeds of sale were lit by him on candles.

Yang Ping was stunned at first, then ecstatic, and fell to his knees with a plop: "Yang Ping will never forget the kindness of adults!" ”

Cao Wei helped him up: "I don't know how the servants of other families are doing, but the servants of my family are even more nourishing than my lord, since you don't want to be a slave, bury your father, and then make a living." ”

"Dare to ask your name?"

"I am Cao Wei of Jinyi Wei Qianhu, and I like to do good deeds and accumulate virtue on weekdays to convince people ......"

"You are Cao Wei!" Yang Ping was surprised: "My lord forgives me, my father once mentioned the adult's name after he was drunk before his death." ”

Cao Wei asked anxiously, "What else did your father say?" ”

"My dad usually doesn't like to talk, but when he gets drunk, he likes to talk nonsense the most, and he said something about Qianyuan Jinmen a few days ago......"

"Qianyuan Golden Gate?" Cao Wei was thinking about it, Qian Ning walked into the study and said, "My lord, Yang Hong's wives and concubines are all dead, and they should have drunk poisonous wine." ”

"It's all dead...... Cao Wei's heart sank, a little compassionate, he no longer had the heart to look for clues, he just wanted to go back to the house and sleep peacefully.

When he returned to the house, he saw a lantern hanging in front of the door, and Sweet Potato and Wang Sheng were still waiting at the door. At this time, what White Lotus Sect and what Qianyuan Golden Gate were all left behind by him, and he took the hand of the sweet potato and entered the house with a smile.

At the same time, an old man in sackcloth slowly left the city of Nanjing with a boat alone......