Final Chapter. 39. Amateur and professional

On Zhongshan Road, bathed in the flames of war, the horse's hooves of the Shenshi tribe's army repeatedly hammered the freshly thawed land, playing a panicked and depressed sound; However, Fengjing City, which is only a few hundred miles away from this Shura field, seems to have no one to smell the slightest smell of blood.

Shen Gui, who had just walked out of the south gate of the palace, had already washed away the dust and fatigue along the way in the palace; At this time, he was dressed in a new outfit all over his body: a white jade crown with a moon on his head, a moon-white tunic samurai uniform, a dark cloud head on his feet, and a long black burden on his back, looking like a ranger who visited Youbei for the first time, which attracted the daughters on the street to look sideways and peek at it; Once anyone meets the gaze of this handsome knight, the pretty faces with their own merits often faint with an intoxicating garnet red.

This revisit to the old place outside the south gate of the imperial city couldn't help but make Shen Gui feel a little sad. Many of the old people have now turned into handfuls of dust, disappearing without a trace, as if they had never appeared in the world. And those grievances and hatreds that used to be endless, now looking back, are no longer so vivid.

The pace of the years is still not in a hurry, and those faces and feelings that were once vivid have not gone far at this time, but they have become decayed and pale.

Shen Gui carried the Spring Rain Sword on his back, wandered along the way, and came to the door of the Qingquan Tea House. The original proprietor of this top tea house on Youbei Third Road was a half-wasted man named Shan Qingquan; And the current proprietor and shopkeeper, named Li Qing, is also a person with six incomplete roots.

When Shen Gui stepped into the front hall of the tea house, it was after lunch and before dinner, and it was the busiest time of the day in the tea house theater. There was a guy who was running the hall with a big copper kettle in his left hand and a towel board in his right hand, and when he saw a customer entering the door, he immediately shouted about his business:

"Ladies and gentlemen, turn around slowly! The water in the pot has just boiled, and the villain can't afford to pay for it! The chivalrous man at the door, forgive the small shop for not greeting well today, the private seats are all here, please find it yourself, see which one is willing to drink with you at the table, the villain finished serving the front few, and immediately served you a bowl of high (good tea)! ”

Shen Gui ignored this young man's kind words, raised his head and glanced around, and found the shopkeeper who was leaning behind the fence and sleepy-the former chief eunuch of the Sipin Inner Court, Li Qing.

Shopkeeper Li also seemed to feel a burning gaze, and when he turned around, he saw the little Zhongshan King who he hadn't seen for a long time. He frowned, then raised his hand and dragged a passing young man over, and said to him in a false voice with a suppressed voice:

"It's time to start yet, aren't they going to do it? You keep an eye on the guests in front, and I go backstage to urge the play. ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shen Gui, and he took off his robe and walked to the back hall.

As soon as Shen Gui followed his footsteps into the back hall, Li Qing closed the wooden door with his backhand, and raised his eyebrows at a Danjiao who had just drawn half of his face, and the other party also picked up a piece of black cloth used to cover the box and draped it tightly on his body, and then jumped out of the window.

Shen Gui watched the agile Hua Dan fly out of the window, and didn't pay much attention to it; Instead, he looked around carefully and looked at the entire backstage artists...... Sure enough, they were all fresh faces.

"Shopkeeper Li, why don't you see Wujiang Ke? I've heard him say once before, and his kung fu is really good. According to the calculation of the day I left Youbei, if Mr. didn't press more books, why should I talk about the East and West Han Dynasty recently, right? ”

Li Qing didn't say much, just took out a striking and folding fan from a broken cabinet, and gently placed it in Shen Gui's hand:

"When Wujiangke first started talking about "Wang Mang Usurpping the Han", an old life was lost in a dream."

Shen Gui took these two relics and stroked them for a long time, and recalled in his mind the stubborn old man who didn't like him very much, and the sadness of things being different from people immediately came to his heart; But he was sad for a moment, and his eyes immediately widened, and he looked at Li Qing with a suspicious face and asked:

"The three treasures of the critics, this fan and the awakening wood are both authentic objects, but where did the other handkerchief go?"

"Hey, he was strangled to death with a handkerchief! When I found him killed, his tongue was wrapped in that handkerchief...... When I was buried, I put them together in the grave. ”

There is no doubt that as far as his answer is concerned, this Li Qing is not much better than his direct boss Wan Changning in terms of the operation of the Jianghu intelligence system. Shen Gui knew that those people in the rivers and lakes were not only not inferior, but also had a very serious xenophobia. It is also difficult for them to cooperate with a eunuch with six incomplete roots.

"The war situation is urgent, I want to know better than you, and I don't need to say more. Tonight, I will arrange for someone to come into contact with you; In the future, you will connect with him privately, and you don't need to report to Prime Minister Wan......"

As soon as the two of them said this, an extremely faint sound suddenly came from above the roof of the Qingquan Tea House; At the same time, the pianists on both sides of the stage also played the opening gong, and the two lively scenes kicked off at the same time in the front and back of the Qingquan Tea House.

sang "Battle of Changsha" on stage, Wei Yan and Huang Zhong were on the same stage; The backstage sang "The Assassin King", and Shen Gui played the role of the attacked Wu Wangji.

At this time, Shen Gui's injuries had not yet healed, and he could not mobilize the slightest internal breath; But his sight and hearing were still intact; Judgment and experience have not been affected in any way. He could clearly hear the faint muffled sound, accompanied by the tearing sound of a sharp blade piercing through the cloth. Thinking about it like this, it must not be the man who went to the room to guard and accidentally stepped on the roof tiles, which made a strange noise......

Shen Gui had just raised his hand to stop Li Qing's words, and from outside the window, a person wrapped in a black cloth around his body came in. When Li Qing saw that the man went and returned, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart:

"Why did you come back again? I still have something to say to the prince, I don't know the weight of things! ”

"There is a situation!"

The man who was covered in a black cloth replied in a slightly soft voice, which was very in line with Danxing's vocal habits, and even Li Qing didn't notice anything suspicious. However, after Shen Gui listened to the other party's reply, he immediately untied the Spring Rain Sword behind him, and said to Li Qing in an indifferent tone:

"Kill him."

With just three words on their lips, everyone, including Li Qing, stopped the chores in their hands and focused their eyes on this prince who had never met before!

"The prince forgives the sin...... Little Ding Bao he ...... on weekdays"

"I said, kill him!"

Li Qing was also a person who had been the chief eunuch of the fourth grade, and he immediately heard the coldness contained in Shen Gui's tone. In desperation, he had to grit his teeth and wave his hand to the artists who were watching......

After a chaotic sound of blade rubbing, in front of the exits of each door and window, there was already a Jianghu artist holding a sharp blade. In just a moment, they kept the entire back hall in a water; At the same time, a red-faced artist who was about to appear took a green dragon glaive knife from the side of the dressing table, and scolded in his mouth, "Look at me slashing this dog with one sword!" After stepping forward and passing Shen Gui, he went straight to the male dan wrapped in the black cloth and slashed it!

Whew!

The sound of another blade piercing through the fabric came, and the entire back hall instantly became silent. The lively, white-faced Wei Yan and the yellow-faced Huang Zhong who sang in front of the stage were discussing strategies to defend themselves against the enemy on stage, and the gongs and drums were also beating up, and the audience was even more drunk and fascinated; However, none of them could have imagined that the protagonist of this "Battle of Changsha" had already returned to the sky at this time.

is obviously a "Battle of Changsha", why did it become "Walking Wheat City"?

Shen Gui lifted a foot and put it on the dying man's vest. The sound of a sword cutting flesh sounded again; Affected by the power of the previous kick, the "Second Master Guan", who was already neatly dressed and was about to go into battle to kill the enemy, immediately rushed to the end......

"Lord Wang...... Why? ”

"That's ...... too"

Shen Gui was only halfway through his words, and the male Dan quickly raised the black cloth in his hand and threw it forward, revealing two cold and shining fine iron claw sets! He took advantage of the stunned opportunity of everyone to grab Shen Gui's heart and throat respectively!

Accidents struck, and everyone was temporarily in a hurry; Li Qing stepped up in front of Shen Gui, watching his spies fight with the "little Ding Bao". After the sound of iron tools cutting through the flesh, the killer with his hands wearing fine iron claw sleeves was still besieged by everyone and chopped into a puddle of rotten meat. A fresh fishy smell also penetrated the nostrils of everyone present......

Li Qing saw that "Little Ding Bao" had fallen in a pool of blood, and finally breathed a sigh of relief

"Whew, it's dangerous... Search him and see if he can find anything useful......"

"No need, since people rushed to send them to death, no matter what evidence we found, it was a deliberate deception by them, so it was better not to look at it. Pick a brother who is old and young in the family and take the little Ding Bao on the roof away. The rest of the guys are holding the guys steady, and if the costumes are inconvenient to fight, take advantage of the fact that they should change them now, and we will soon face a fierce battle! ”

Except for Li Qing, all the Jianghu artists just looked at each other, and silently began to change their clothes and look for blades; And Li Qing had just probed the "Second Master Guan" lying on the ground, and when he stood up at this time, his face became very ugly:

"He's not Boss Liang'......"

"And rightfully so. Because according to the rules of the Liu family, any "Guan Erye" who has hooked his face and dressed up his clothes is equivalent to the incarnation of Godhead; Even if you accidentally walk on the stage, you can't lose the dignity of a saint! If he is really the boss Liang in your mouth, how can he open his mouth to scold the street? It's so layman! ”

In fact, spies and spies are also opera actors in another sense. However, the serious Liumen artist smashed the pot, and the big deal was that he was coaxed off the stage by the audience; However, once these spies are exposed, the result is not just a matter that can be solved by embarrassing people and apologizing and refunding their tickets......