Mr. Wen came to Kaifeng, the capital, but was not allowed to enter the city, on the grounds that there was no special waist card to enter and leave the capital.

Also, if you can enter and leave Gyeonggi Strongland, whether you are a human or a ghost, then where is the majesty of the Imperial City!

Now it's okay, don't talk about going to sue the emperor, you can't even enter the capital. Mr. Wen really couldn't do it, so he had to spend a few days in a farmhouse on the outskirts of Beijing.

After hearing what happened to Mr. Wen, the farmer expressed deep sympathy, and came up with an idea for him, asking him to go to the city gate to stop the driver and shout grievances.

Mr. Wen came to the city gate every day to stop the driver, but he encountered two people with honor guards passing by, but when he stopped the driver and shouted grievances, not only was he not received, but he was beaten by those minions.

When the farmer saw Mr. Wen's blue nose and swollen face, he persuaded him to give up. But Mr. Wen said: "As long as I can wash away the grievances of Miss Jia, what is there to cherish my old bones?" ”

Early the next morning, Mr. Wen arrived behind the city gate again. It wasn't until the afternoon that I finally saw a large group of men coming from the south. The honor guard has eight sides, it should be a first- and second-grade official, Mr. Wen rushed up desperately, knelt in front of the honor guard, and shouted: "Wronged! My lord! Treat unjustly! Treat unjustly! ”

"My lord! What should I do if someone blocks the road and shouts injustice? "An adjutant general came to report to a general on a tall horse.

"Knock him away!" The general said.

"Yes! The last will obey! ”

After the deputy general went down, he said to the left and right to drag the old man who shouted grievances away.

A few guards went up and dragged Mr. Wen aside without saying anything, but they didn't beat him.

Mr. Wen desperately shouted: "Lord Qingtian, you want to be the master of the grass people!" Weizhou Assassin Shi fakes public and private interests, cares about people's lives, and wants to kill the lives of five members of my family! Wronged, Lord Qingtian! ”

When the general heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and secretly wondered: "Isn't the Weizhou Assassin Shi Li Ye's cronies?" Zhengchou can't find a reason to impeach Li Ye, and start from this Weizhou assassination history, if there is evidence of Li Ye's corruption and perversion of the law, the Queen Mother will not be able to protect Li Ye! ”

Thinking of this, the general said to the left and right: "Bring the one who shouts grievances up to this seat!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

After a while, Mr. Wen was dragged by two soldiers and thrown in front of the general's horse.

This general is none other than Yang Wei, the privy envoy of the Later Han Dynasty.

Mr. Wen kowtowed to Yang Wei a few times and said, "Lord Qingtian, you want to be the master of the grass people!" The grass people have a great grievance! ”

"Old man, what grievances do you have? This official can call the shots for you! Yang said.

An adjutant general said, "Old man, this is Lord Yang, the privy envoy!" Did you know that blocking the road and filing a complaint will eat the board! ”

"If you go back to the adult, of course the villain knows, but as long as you can avenge the grievances of my young lady, what is the villain's suffering from some flesh and skin?" Mr. Wen said.

At this time, the gatekeeper who guarded the gate saw that the carriage guard of honor of the privy envoy was stranded outside the city, and felt strange, so he reported it to his superiors, and finally reported to Guo Rong, the general of the right prison guard.

Guo Rong was afraid of an accident, so he led a thousand men and horses out of the city to respond. After coming outside the city, Guo Rong knocked on the privy envoy Yang Wei, only to know that someone was blocking the road to complain.

For those who stop and complain, they must first beat a hundred military sticks, and when Guo Rong came, two guards were about to carry out the punishment.

Poor Mr. Wen, in order to save his master, where can his weak body and bones withstand a hundred military sticks? He had barely beaten him thirty strokes before he passed out.

Yang Wei asked someone to take the paper in Mr. Wen's hand, opened it, and handed it to Guo Rong and said: "I think this grievance is true nine times out of ten, such a bad old man, he didn't snort after receiving thirty military sticks!" Until he passed out, the grievances must have been great. ”

Guo Rong took the pleadings and saw that the plaintiff was Shangguan Ying'er and felt that this name was very familiar. He tried to recall for a long time, and finally remembered, it seems that when he and Brother Yu went to Linzhou to track down the whereabouts of the Three Treasures of Shenzhou, they overheard the conversation between Yang Hongxin and his son, and they said that Yang Ying'er was actually Shangguan Longfei's daughter, and Shangguan Ying'er might be that Yang Ying'er.

A guard checked Mr. Wen's injuries and reported to Yang Wei: "Lord Qiyu, this old man's injuries are very serious, I'm afraid he will die!" ”

Yang Wei said: "Quickly carry it into the city and find an official doctor to show him!" ”

In the process of returning to the city, Yang Wei asked left and right, "Which of you went to Weizhou, took the official's talisman, and went to ask about the Fusheng Inn case on behalf of the official?" ”

Those civilian, official and military generals all knew that Weizhou Assassin Shi was the uncle of the country, and they were unwilling to lie in this troubled water, and they were silent one by one.

Guo Rong shouted loudly: "Lord Qiyu, the last general is willing to go to Weizhou and ask about this case!" ”

"Yikes! That's great, since General Guo is willing to go to Weizhou, then this official will hand over the talisman to you, and then send two people from the Privy Council to assist you! ”

"The last general commands!"

Under the treatment of the official doctor, Mr. Wen finally woke up, although he was still very weak, but he said that he would return to Weizhou with Guo Rong and others.

Guo Rong had no choice but to send a carriage for Mr. Wen to accompany him.

Looking at the dying Mr. Wen, Guo Rong sighed: "Sir, why do you bother? ”

Mr. Wen said weakly: "I am a scholar, in troubled times, there is no hope of fame, and there is no skill, but the fortunate old lady appreciates it, and gives me a porridge and a meal, supports my family, and lives in troubled times." The grace of dripping water is reciprocated, Miss is in trouble today, and the old decay should go to the soup and fire! ”

After Mr. Wen finished speaking, he coughed violently.

After Guo Rong came to Weizhou, he did not go to the government office immediately, but first went to the Fusheng Inn to understand the situation. Before he left the capital, the privy envoy Yang Wei secretly ordered him to carefully collect evidence of the crime of Weizhou's assassination.

Guo Rong and two entourages dressed up as ordinary travelers, entered the Fusheng Inn, and asked for three bowls of tea.

Seeing that they were brightly dressed, the shopkeeper was enthusiastic at first, and when he saw that they only needed three bowls of tea, he asked, "Three guest officers, do you want anything to eat?" ”

Guo Rong waved his hand and said, "We're just thirsty, as long as tea!" ”

The little two said: "Our Fusheng is one of the top high-end inns in Weizhou that integrates catering, accommodation and entertainment, not a teahouse and wine shop, how can we consume some wine and food!" ”

"Unfortunately, we only drink tea!" Guo Rong spread his hands and said.

"Cut!" The shopkeeper walked away with a look of disdain.

Guo Rong and the others finished drinking tea, and when they checked out, the shopkeeper said that he wanted two taels of silver.

Guo Rong asked in surprise, "How much is a bowl of your tea?" ”

"Shiwen!"

"How can we collect two taels for three bowls of tea? Isn't it supposed to be thirty wen? Guo Rong said.

"Yes, your arithmetic is good! But the minimum consumption of our store is two taels of silver! The shopkeeper said sarcastically. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Chaotic Times of the Firmament Claw Book House" for free for the first time.