Song Zheng nodded, immediately stood up, and knelt on one knee at Yang Tong, "Subordinate Song Zheng, see Commander Yang." Yang Tong hurriedly stretched out his left hand and said, "Little brother, please get up quickly, just call me Brother Yang in the future." Lu Hengshan also twisted his beard and smiled, and said: "You kid is really not good at fooling around, and I talked to you for a long time before you agreed." ”

After Song Zheng stood up, he sat down again, and said with a wry smile: "Lord Garrison, I fell for you today." You made a fuss about Miss Lu from the beginning, did you want me to join the Imperial City Division? But I was so frightened by you that you even pulled out my hole cards. ”

Lu Hengshan laughed, "I don't scare you, you will confess such a wonderful idea, it seems that people are not as good as heaven, and I will force you more in the future." With that, the three of them burst out laughing together.

After that, Yang Tong introduced the matter of Xingyuan blocking. Xingyuan Blockade is the largest gambling house in Mizhou City, with three floors up and down. The first floor is an ordinary dice throw, horse fighting, etc., and some ordinary gamblers start a war on the first floor. The second floor is a VIP private room, with a higher taste, mainly gambling on chess, and it is also a place for fixed-point activities of the Mizhou Chess Club. The third floor is occupied by the management staff. The Taizu butcher of the Great Qi Dynasty himself was very gambling, so the gambling style of the Great Qi Dynasty was extremely popular. However, Taizu also knew that gambling was not a good thing, so he formulated some rules, such as not pawning his wife and children, and only using cash to gamble.

Xingyuan Gambling House was originally opened by the Zhao family. Speaking of which, this is thanks to the famous lyricist Li Qingzhao. Li Qingzhao in history not only writes words well, but also has perfect gambling skills, and almost never misses. Because of this, "The History of Ancient and Modern Women" called her "the ancestor of the Bo family" and gave her the name of the ancestor master, which shows that her gambling skills have indeed reached the peak.

Due to the emergence of the Great Qi Dynasty, Li Qingzhao did not have the disaster of crossing to the south and has been living in Mizhou. Li Qingzhao's husband Zhao Mingcheng died relatively early, so Li Qingzhao in his later years, she has become a grandmother, and she has a respected status in the Zhao family.

Later, Mizhou Dark Eagle took over this gambling house and used it as a stronghold, and two descendants of the Zhao family joined Mizhou Dark Eagle. Yang Tong's injury this time actually has nothing to do with the Zhao family, just because this gambling house is still run by the Zhao family on the surface, and among the people who made an appointment last night, there were people from the Zhao family involved, so Yang Tong is full of resentment towards this gambling house.

After Yang Tong introduced these, Song Zheng said coldly: "This time we lost several brothers, and Brother Yang himself was injured, doesn't Brother Yang want to avenge his brothers?" ”

Yang Tong sighed: "Why don't you want to? It's just that this conflict is unlike any other, and this time both sides have lost their lives. I am afraid that if I retaliate again, it will lead to a greater fight, and when the time comes, the loss of some more brothers will outweigh the losses. The two brothers who died this time were so heartbroken that I couldn't sleep all night, I wanted to kill all these bastards, and I was afraid that there would be any more brothers who would be injured, so I had to dictate a letter about the matter, preparing to send a brother to Licheng to let the commander of the Imperial City of Shandong Road make a decision. ”

In Song Zheng's opinion, in fact, Yang Tong himself is not very suitable for the errand of the Imperial City Division, first, Yang Tong's city government is not enough, and second, his methods are not ruthless enough, plus he attaches great importance to affection, so he is a little constrained. This kind of character may not be a big problem in the army, but when it comes to this kind of spy work that not only competes in force, but also plays conspiracy, Yang Tong is a little incapacitated.

Although Song Zheng had the intention to encourage Yang Tong to be ruthless at this time, he was afraid that his heart would be too obvious and arouse the suspicion of Lu Hengshan, an old fox. Besides, Yang Tong was injured, and without Lu Hengshan's full support, even if Yang Tong had the heart, he would not be able to kill the Mizhou Dark Eagle. In desperation, Song Zheng had no choice but to press his mind and look for opportunities in the future.

Thinking of this, Song Zheng said: "Now it can only be like this." However, we must not let the brothers die in vain, and we must ask them for this account in the future. ”

Yang Tong nodded and said, "The account will naturally be settled with them." Little brother, there is naturally no problem for you to join the Imperial City Division, but some procedures still have to be followed. I still need to explain your situation to the upper peak before I can officially let you join the Imperial City Division. Your situation is generally understood by the eldest brother, but the origin of your martial arts, please also ask the little brother to explain a thing or two, you are still young, Shangfeng is very likely to pay attention to this matter, I am afraid that if you are vague, you will be blamed by the commander of Li! ”

Song Zheng scolded secretly in his heart, isn't he just a broken imperial city division? If you make it mysterious, you have to organize an investigation! It can't be helped, just lie again. Song Zheng moved his strange dream out again, but he didn't move the white-bearded old man again, this kind of thing is okay to deceive Song Jue and Zhu's family, for people like Lu Hengshan, it's a bit nonsense. Of course, Song Zheng put the main credit on the old man Song, saying that the old man Song joined the army when he was young and learned some martial arts, and the old man taught him these before he died, and he has been studying hard for the past two years and pondering by himself.

As Song Zheng's surprise, Lu Yang and the others both sighed at Song Zheng's strange dreams and Song Gongzi's innovation ability, and actually figured out a set of weird kung fu by themselves, worthy of being martial arts wizards. In this way, Yang Tong decided to describe Song Zheng's skills as "ancestral martial arts, self-innovating skills" when reporting to Shangfeng.

Yang Tong was inconvenient, and after the three of them finished talking, Lu Hengshan asked people to drive Yang Tong back in a carriage. Song Zheng politely refused Lu Hengshan to send someone to send him, he just took this opportunity to visit Mizhou City, and by the way, he took a look at the periphery of Xingyuan Blockage.

Song Zheng came out of the garrison mansion and headed west along the main road. Recalling the scene when the three of them came out of the house, a smile appeared on his lips. It turned out that Lu Yan was standing in the courtyard at that time, pretending to fiddle with weapons. Song Zheng bowed to her, arched the thumb and index finger of his right hand, but made a pinching motion, because the action was quite small, Lu Hengshan and Yang Tong didn't notice it, but Lu Yan saw it clearly, so angry that she raised the knife again. Song Zheng hurriedly hid behind Lu Hengshan. Lu Hengshan was quite strange, what happened to his daughter? It's just a misunderstanding, as for being so atmospheric?

After four or five hundred meters to the west from the garrison, the number of people on the street gradually increased. The prosperity of Mizhou City is naturally not comparable to Shishan Town. Since it is the day of recess, the streets are very lively, with small traders and hawkers hawking along the streets, and teahouses and liquor shops are overcrowded. Various grocery stores and cloth stores are also crowded. Wandering in the market, Song Zheng was a little happy and forgot to return, not knowing what time it was.

After watching the street for two quarters of an hour, Song Zheng's stomach growled. After talking all morning, Song Zheng was also a little hungry. He looked at the Shanxi noodle restaurant on the side of the street, and turned to go in. The noodle restaurant is not big, only fifty or sixty square meters, but there are not many people, Song Zheng sat down at an empty table in the corner and asked the shopkeeper for a bowl of knife-cut noodles. Soon, a steaming bowl of noodles came up, half-inch-wide noodles topped with a thick layer of beef sauce, with a fragrant and appetizing aroma. Song Zheng wanted to order more chili peppers, but after looking around, he realized that chili peppers had not yet reached China in this era!

Not to mention chili peppers, there is not much pepper. Song Zheng still remembers that when the powerful minister Yuan Zai of the Tang Dynasty Emperor Li Yu fell, he seized his family property and found 800 stone pepper noodles, which can be regarded as a strange story in the history of corruption for 5,000 years. However, this also illustrates the preciousness of pepper.

Song Zheng began to eat noodles while reminiscing about this history. Soon, a large bowl of noodles entered the stomach. The shopkeeper came over and said while cleaning up: "Guest officer, a bowl of noodles and five words." Song Zheng touched his arms, but he was embarrassed. It turned out that he was in a hurry to go to the martial arts academy this morning, and he didn't even bring money.

In desperation, Song Zheng said: "Little second brother, I'm really embarrassed, I went out today and forgot to bring money." Why don't you go with me to the Academy of Literature to get it, I'm a student of the Academy of Letters, and I'll give you an extra ten dollars when the time comes, what do you think? ”

Xiao Er was not happy, "This son, don't lie to me." You are obviously a student of the Martial Academy, why are you pretending to be the Academy of Letters? ”

Song Zheng looked at his short clothes and couldn't help but secretly regret it. It turned out that he wore short clothes to the martial arts academy every morning to exercise, and after exercising in the Huiwen Academy, he changed into a long shirt to go to class. I was in a hurry this morning, and I came out in my habitual short clothes. Xiao Er's question, he couldn't explain it well.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Er was even more sure of his guess: "The students of your martial arts academy are here to deceive people again, what's the matter?" Do you want to trick me into beating me up again? Song Zheng was stunned, he really didn't expect that the martial artists would have such a bad deed.

Just when I didn't know what to do, an old man in his fifties asked in Shanxi dialect at the counter: "Liuzi, what's wrong?" Song Zheng knew that if he let the shopkeeper say, it would definitely be nothing good, so he hurriedly bowed his hand and said: "Shopkeeper, I forgot to bring money when I went out next morning, I wanted to ask this little second brother to go to the Academy of Literature with me to get it, but I was mistaken for a student of the Academy of Martial Arts." Although he is wearing short clothes, he is undoubtedly a student of the Academy of Letters, and he hopes that the old man will forgive him. ”

The shopkeeper glanced at Song Zheng and said with some suspicion: "This son, it's not that I don't believe you, but we have suffered a loss." So, you'd better ......" Before he could finish speaking, he saw two more people coming in at the door, and his face immediately changed.

One of the two men was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other was about twenty. The two of them were also wearing short clothes, but they seemed to be flowing and angry, with malicious smiles on their faces. The two ** walked to the counter in a big way, the younger chair was on the counter, tapped the wooden board with his fingers, and said, "Boss Zhang, this February 21, it's time to pay this month's share of the money, right?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Two young masters, didn't you collect the money until the end of the month?" During this period of time, there were few customers in the small shop, and I really couldn't get the share of this tael of silver. I also asked the two masters to give some time, and when the business of the shop was better, they would personally deliver the money to the two masters. ”

The other party glared, "Don't fucking talk nonsense, let you take it." Otherwise, Lao Tzu will smash your shop! (Ask for comments, ask for flowers, ask for bricks)