In the north section of Lin'an City Royal Street, turn to the west, cross two horizontal streets, turn a corner, it is Qingshuifang.

It is far away from Beifang, the most lively place in the north of the city, the streets and alleys are deep, and the pedestrians are scattered. Nearby are the gate compound, the rich people's residential area, very quiet, so the land is very expensive, can buy a house here, are rich people.

Yan Biao's mansion is at the head of this alley.

There is a tofu shop at the mouth of the alley, and the family of Yan Mansion often comes out to take care of business nearby.

The shopkeeper is a man in his forties, with wide skin and big ears, and he is a honest man at first glance, his tofu is white, tender and refreshing, like a big girl in the south of the Yangtze River, and she can drip water when she pinched it.

Because he is very fair in business, Tong Su is not bullied, and everyone likes him.

I also like to talk to him about trivial things.

For example, today, when the family members from the Yan family's kitchen came to buy tofu, their foreheads were red and swollen and they complained.

"My lord doesn't know what's wrong, he's been very angry in the past two days." He rubbed the bruised wounds on his face, and couldn't help moaning when he was in pain: "Nitpicking, picking bones in eggs, and finding a reason to beat someone." ”

The shopkeeper wrapped tofu for him while comforting him sympathetically: "Big officials are like this, you just have to be careful and don't make mistakes." ”

"Ugh." The family sighed heavily: "You have to pick your tofu and take it, otherwise I will be beaten again when I go back." ”

"Yes, rest assured." The shopkeeper handed him the lotus leaf bag and said with a smile: "My tofu, I can't find a better one in Lin'an City than my family, you take it back, put it in the pot immediately, and make it delicious, and the officials are happy in their hearts, maybe they want to reward you!" ”

"Oh, I hope so." The family took it, muttered, and went back with the tofu in hand.

Looking at his departing back, the shopkeeper shook his head, covered the tofu box with a dust-proof sarong, and whispered to the nine-year-old child who was helping beside him: "See? What is the interest of the rich and noble people, although they are angry outside, but they are beaten and scolded by the master's family, and there is no dignity in life, you can study carefully in the future, listen to the words of Mr. in the private fast, and make a name for yourself in the future, and you will be glorious to your ancestors! ”

The little boy also saw the wounds on his family's head, and when he heard his father say, he replied with a resolute gaze: "Father, rest assured, the child must study hard, and he will become an official in the future and will not be bullied by others!" ”

The father was relieved and touched his son's head with his hand that had been glued to the tofu juice.

The conversation between the father and son, the cook of the Yan Mansion had already gone away, and of course he couldn't hear it.

He returned to the mansion, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a master in the kitchen, covering his head, and hurriedly ran out of it.

Between the fingers, there was still blood flowing.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" He was frightened and hurriedly asked.

"The big officials are angry again." The bleeding man hung his head: "I said that the five willow vinegar fish I just sent was too sour, so I called him over and beat him up." ”

"Too sour?" The cook was confused: "Of course it will be sour if you put vinegar." ”

The bleeding man looked at him without tears, as if to say, I said the same thing, but he was still beaten.

The two looked at each other, sighed at the same time, and went back to the kitchen together to wrap the wounds.

In the main hall separated by a corridor from here, at a round table, Yan Biao and another person were eating.

"Of course it's sour when you put vinegar." The man smiled, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish meat, and put it in his mouth: "Lord Yan is too demanding. ”

Yan Biaohu blushed his face and wiped his hands with a white towel, which he had just used to break a cook's head and wipe it clean.

"Hmph, these brutes, they think Lao Tzu is easy to fool and don't ask for more, how can they be obedient?" Yan Biao said: "I'm not like Lord Hu, I am in the Imperial City Division, and I can take people's lives with a gesture, of course, I don't need such means to make people bow." ”

Da Song Xing is engaged in official affairs in the Detective Division of the Imperial City Division Hu Buxian is a eunuch, white-faced and needless, he has studied since he was a child, although he has been a eunuch, but now he is also a civil official of the sixth grade, and his cultivation is very good, hearing Yan Biao's angry words, he was not annoyed, he took the wine jug with a smile and poured him a glass of wine.

"Lord Yan doesn't need to worry, Husband Dong instructed me, this matter has already been handled by the children below, I told them that if there is news, come here directly to find me." Hu Buxian leaned over affectionately and put Yan Biao's shoulder: "I can't find out, I'll just sit here and not leave, how big is Lin'an City?" How easy it is to find someone to come out, you can rest assured! ”

He said it easily, but Yan Biao wanted to kick him into the air.

On the eunuch's body, there is always an indelible smell of urine, even if it is covered with a very strong incense powder, but the smell is still pungent and unpleasant, Yan Biao is eating, he smells it up close, how can he like it? Don't you know how smelly you are?

But he didn't dare, not to mention that Hu Buxian was helping him, even if he didn't help, he didn't dare to touch a bad guy who was doing something in the imperial city.

Walking in the Imperial City Division, the yamen that is separated from the three yamen and stands on its own can reach the heavens and the people's yamen, with the right to investigate, the palace guards and spy intelligence, the emperor's minions, and the personal guards of the Son of Heaven. Lin'an Mansion doesn't know, they know, Dali Temple doesn't dare to manage, they dare to manage, although they can't try the case, and they don't set up prisons, but just the right to enter the door in the middle of the night to take people and lock people is enough for all the officials and people to look up in awe.

This yamen is generally controlled by internal officials, and family officials are selected from the forbidden army and the Lin'an Mansion to do specific things.

Only such a role can help Yan Biao.

Dong Songchen found Hu Buxian, which is interesting enough.

So Yan Biao could only hold his breath, forcibly endure the smell that neutralized the smell of incense powder but made it more smelly, and nodded: "Lord Hu is doing things safely, of course I am relieved." ”

"Here, drink one!" Hu Buxian touched the cup with him: "Don't worry, rest assured, if you don't finish this meal, you can get a quasi-letter." ”

Yan Biao swallowed the wine absentmindedly, although he got the promise, but he didn't get the whereabouts of Changsun Hong for a moment, and he couldn't feel at ease for a moment.

That anti-poem, like a big knife hanging from a silk thread above the head, could fall at any time.

Hu Buxian snorted, sucked up the wine, added a mouth, and laughed happily, life in the palace was boring, the emperor of the Song Dynasty was not very good to the eunuchs, where is Yan Biao's erosive life interesting.

Yan Biao glanced at him, coughed, and clapped his hands outside.

Two servants entered, carrying a small wooden box.

Hu Buxian's eyes lit up, and he knew in his heart, pretending not to see it, and raising his chopsticks to eat vegetables.

The servant put down the box and walked out, Yan Biao walked to the door, and saw that there was no one, before turning around and coming back, carrying the small box to Hu Buxian with great difficulty.

"Oh, Lord Yan, what are you ......" Hu was puzzled, and the traces of his performance were very obvious.

Yan Biao opened the box, and a burst of golden light flashed, shining so brightly that Hu Buxian's eyes were scattered, and the pieces inside were all yellow and clear gold leaves.

"This matter is related to Yan's net worth and life, I hope Lord Hu will start smarter, get rid of this person, and get back the paper, Yan is grateful." Yan Biao endured the pain and smiled generously: "Please Lord Hu must bother!" ”

"Well said, well said." Hu Buxian wanted to learn from civil officials to touch his beard, but he remembered that he didn't have a beard, so he had to touch his chin instead: "Lord Yan doesn't have to break the bank, Hu will naturally work this matter." ”

"Yes, yes, the brothers below do things, and they also need some hard-earned money."

"This ...... Since Lord Yan has a heart, then, he will accept it first. ”

The two of them pushed and gave in hypocrisy, and they made a good delivery, and everyone was happy.

As soon as the small box was put away, I heard someone outside the door say loudly: "My subordinates ask to see Master Hu, I want to be in love!" ”

Hu Buxian laughed and said to Yan Biao: "Look, what am I talking about?" After this meal of wine, there will be a quasi-letter, Lord Yan later, I will go out and come back. ”

(End of chapter)