Chapter 107: The conflict in front of the Cloud Tower

The day of the funeral of Zeng Hanru, the former commander of Sichuan, was set on the second day of the funeral.

The mighty funeral procession started from the door of Zeng's house, all of them were dressed in plain white filial piety robes, blowing suo music through the streets of Chengdu.

Paper money was sprinkled like snowflakes along the way, and eight tall horses in front of the team opened the way, and the people on it held a long spirit banner in their hands, and even the horse had a white silk around its neck.

They were followed by two armoured sergeants, followed by a row of horses, holding tall tasseled spears, but the red tassels on the tips of the spears had been replaced by white streamers.

Beforehand, Zeng Ziren sent people to the pioneer camp and the guard camp, wanting to call some sergeants to support the old man's funeral.

Lin Muzhi and Pei Zhenfeng didn't dare to make a decision on their own, so they ran to the garrison office and told An Yi about it.

Sitting comfortably in the inner hall, playing against Jiang Ruyue, after listening to their words, he knocked the small purple sand teapot in his hand on the table heavily,

Don't borrow!

Not a single soldier is allowed to lend him anything!

The sergeant of the Green Battalion is not their family, so they can use it if they want? Carry the coffin to someone else!

After the two of them received the order, they returned to the camp and sent back the person sent by Zeng Ziren.

Zeng Ziren is so angry, a dignified commander, he can't even move a soldier, so he is annoyed that he is going to take the tiger talisman to transfer people.

Fortunately, he was stopped by his concubine Yang,

This has just become the commander of the capital, and he is still an agent, and he is about to use the tiger talisman to transfer troops to help the old man out of the funeral, if this reaches the ears of the imperial history, and participates in his impeachment, it will be sent to the emperor's dragon case tomorrow.

Zeng Ziren gave up at this time, and transferred some people from his own house to give this matter.

The newly promoted commander Zeng was riding a big-handed horse, and the rejection of the transfer of troops was like a thorn in his heart, causing him to walk in the center of the team with an iron face, and behind him was the coffin of his father Zeng Hanru.

The two sides of the coffin are carried with hemp rope and pry bars, a total of sixteen people on the left and right carry the coffin, the back two classes of Tsing Yi play music on time, several pairs of deacons swing knives and axes, and a team of monks hold two red pinned gold flags erected on both sides,

One book:

"Worship fasting and bow to the Buddha"

One book:

"St. Empsie, the town of Shenweiyuan"

Yang wrapped a white silk horse on his head and a filial piety robe and followed in the subsequent family and relatives procession.

According to the etiquette law, the Yang family, as Zeng Ziren's concubine, was not able to participate in Zeng Ziren's funeral.

However, this Yang family originally looked a little good, and in addition to the fact that he often gave advice to Zeng Ziren as a dog-headed military advisor, he had a sense of virtuous help, and was quite favored by Zeng Ziren.

Because of Zeng Ziren's attitude, this Yang family also vaguely has the momentum of surpassing the housewife of Zeng's house, and participating in this funeral procession is also a means for her to show her "might" to everyone in Zeng's mansion, including Zeng Ziren's wife.

Zeng Ziren's promotion made the status of the Yang family, who she never expected, rise sharply, and became the family of a member of the Sanpin Imperial Court, which undoubtedly made her feel a little fluttering.

"Grandma, I've arrived at Qianyun Tower in front, do you want to go and talk to the master and bypass this Fengyue place?"

The one who spoke was a steward of the Zeng Mansion, and this steward was in his early Chinese New Year's Eve, and he was a very eye-catching,

As a concubine, the Yang family can't be called a lady, but it's called the second grandmother, and the Yang family is not happy to listen to it, so he simply called the Yang family grandma directly, which made her very useful, and there was a faint feeling that she was the head of the house behind the Zengfu.

The person in charge of the matter originally stood in front of the team, and when he saw the lights in front of the Fengyue Institute of the Qianyun Tower, he was afraid that the collision of red and white would be very unlucky, and he planned to bypass it.

But he didn't go to Zeng Ziren, nor did he look for Zeng's wife, but came directly to the Yang family.

Of course, Yang understood what he meant, and this matter was told to Zeng Ziren through her mouth, which naturally gave the old man another reputation for careful work, as long as she helped this steward blow Zeng Ziren's pillow wind, then the position of Zeng's housekeeper would not be his.

Yang raised his head and looked ahead, and sure enough, he saw that in front of the team, there were these little guys outside the Qianyun Building who were setting up ladders and hanging red lights.

She snorted lightly and said coldly: "Go, take a few people, and remove all the red lights in front of this building for me!" Then tell them that the funeral procession of the commander passes through here, and all merchants must hang white filial piety lanterns! ”

The steward hesitated for a moment and asked, "I heard that the shopkeeper of this Qianyun Building is not small, isn't it a little ....... for us to be like this?"

"If you want to go, you will go!"

Yang Shi waved his hand, interrupted him impatiently, and then looked in the direction of Qianyun Tower with contempt, and sneered: "Hmph! Liu Siyi, she is now a phoenix with wings that is not as good as a chicken, I used to be afraid of her three points, but now, she is lifting shoes for the old lady, I don't think she is qualified! ”

It's also a coincidence, this Yang family, who is a member of the Wugu Sect, is none other than the little sister of the hall master Feng Jiao.

A few days ago, she was just introduced by Feng Jiao to visit the Dharma Protector God Ning'er to worship a dock, and along the way, she also heard her cousin talk about the dispute between the two Dharma Protectors.

"Now it's not what it used to be, the former Liu Protector is now the wall is down and everyone is pushing it."

This is Feng Jiao's original words, but the Yang family has it in his heart, and he finally seized this opportunity today, so he must practice this high Qianyun Tower in the past, so that Ning Fashen can see his means and show his loyalty.

Today is not a big day in Qianyun Building, but Ziyun picked some beauties from the boundary of the two lakes and brought them to the building, planning to do some poems tonight, and come to loosen the purses of these romantic talents in Chengdu.

"Hang this lantern a little bit over here!"

"Master Li, let's nail a hook to the door too, and I'll go get two red juan cloths and pick them on top when I go back."

Ziyun was on the white marble steps in front of the Qianyun Tower, tiptoeing to command the people to arrange the door scene, and saw a man dressed as a steward in a filial piety robe, with five sergeants carrying waist knives behind him, walking towards them violently.

Ziyun stepped forward in a few steps, and before she could speak, several sergeants behind her couldn't help but pull out their crotch knives and cut the ladder in front of the door.

The man on the ladder didn't have time to react, and he stumbled and fell from a great height.

Seeing this, Ziyun hurriedly tiptoed, let her body soar into the air, grabbed the arm of a little guy, and then shook the circle, dissolved the force, and landed firmly on the ground.

However, even if she was extraordinary, she could only save one person, and the other one fell down the ladder with a scream, and fell heavily on the white marble steps.

"Hey, my waist!"

The man covered his lower back with his hand and screamed in pain.

Seeing that the two sergeants were about to step forward, Ziyun hurriedly let go of the little guy he had just saved with one hand, and turned the side of the other hand into a palm, and accurately hit one of them on the wrist, and the sergeant's wrist was painful, and the crotch knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

The other person saw that his companion was blocked, and he couldn't help but say that he took it in his hand and slashed towards Ziyun.

How could Ziyun's dexterous figure allow him to cut it, she moved slightly, easily staggered the blade, and then leaned back, kicked her front leg up, and kicked the eagle with a rabbit kick, kicking on the sergeant's chin,

Only a "click" sound was heard as bones shattered, and the sergeant was kicked upside down the stone steps and fell heavily to the ground, his face covered in blood.

"Who are you? Dare to come to Qianyun Tower to make trouble? ”

Ziyun raised her eyebrows, looked at the few people in front of her angrily, and asked sharply.

Although the steward saw that this woman had some martial arts, but there were people behind him who commanded the embassy, so he was bluffed by a female streamer, so that the Yang family knew, and he inevitably blamed himself for not even being able to do this little thing, and he also pointed to the funeral procession behind him, and snorted coldly: "Today is the day of the funeral of the old commander, your ancestors have accumulated virtue, and the team has passed in front of your house, and our commander wants you to hang this filial piety lamp for a day to show respect!" ”

That Yang's meaning is to hang up this filial piety lamp, and then take it off when the team leaves, but I didn't think that this steward was deflated here, and even angrily and retaliated by adding fuel and vinegar to her meaning, and changed it to one day.

Where is this Ziyun listening?

Originally, I was going to make some atmosphere today, this white object hung at the door, I don't know, I thought it was Jiangyun Lou who made a name, so unlucky, who would come?

Because of the face of the commander, Ziyun forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and said with a calm face: "The old commander made the immortal pass away, and those of us who are merchants have already gone to Zeng's Mansion yesterday to mourn, and what should be expressed has also been expressed." But we are doing business, your white light hangs in front of our door for a day, I'm afraid it won't be open for ten days and half a month, do you let all these people in our building go to drink the northwest wind? ”

"Humph!"

The steward snorted heavily at her, and said arrogantly: "It's your business how you do business, but you have to follow my rules here, otherwise I will burn your chicken coop!" ”

"You!"

Ziyun pointed at him angrily, her fair face flushed, and her chest kept rising and falling.

His unreasonableness made Ziyun helpless for a while, after all, he was not an ordinary ruffian, he could be sent away a few times, and he had to be taken by Liu Siyi, who was the family member.

"Let's go together! Tear it down for me! ”

"Who dare!"

The sergeants behind the steward saw that Ziyun and the female stream were extraordinary, and they expected that they were not opponents when they went up, how could anyone think of it and go up to face it hard, and they all only held their crotch knives and fiercely faced her, but they couldn't move half a step under their feet.

For a while, the atmosphere was frozen at the door of Qianyun Tower, Ziyun saw that they had no intention of leaving, turned around and motioned to Master Li, and asked him to quickly enter the building to find Liu Siyi.

"It is said that this Qianyun Tower can't be provoked, it seems to be really eye-opening today, a little maid has such good martial arts, no wonder even the court doesn't pay attention to it."

Yang came over with a team of soldiers armed with spears, and the fine peach blossom looked coldly at Ziyun in front of the building, and said sarcastically,

Seeing the Yang family coming, the person in charge hurriedly collected the domineering energy just now, put on the expression of a bitter lord who had been greatly wronged, bowed down and trotted to her voice, and complained: "Grandma, this Qianyun Tower is really too arrogant, not only are they unwilling to hang the filial piety lamp, but they also hurt our people. ”

The little guy who was injured on Ziyun's side had already been carried into the building, leaving only the sergeant who was injured by him at the bottom of the stone steps lying on the ground, motionless, and didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

This scene doesn't look like they are hurting people.

Yang looked at it and was so angry, he was going to find Liu Siyi's bad luck, how did he know that this little maid at the door played her prestige, how could she, who had just been "promoted" and commanded the "lady", how could she stand this breath, pointed with her hand, and said angrily: "A few of you, smash the plaque of this Qianyun Building for me!" ”

didn't wait for Ziyun to defend at all, the sergeants brought by the Yang clan forced their guns in front of her one by one.

Before Liu Siyi came, Ziyun was afraid that things would make a big deal and didn't dare to fight, not to mention whether she had a weapon in her hand, in the face of the tip of the spear that probed around her body like a poisonous snake, she could only rely on her dexterous figure to keep dodging.

This dodging around doesn't make a move, no matter how long you are strong in martial arts, how long can you prevent it?

Finally, it was an accident, and was hit heavily on the calf by the front rod of the steel gun, and the sharp tip of the gun cut through Ziyun's dress, cutting a bright red blood cut on her round thigh, and the bubbling blood instantly dyed the pale blue skirt into a dark red,

Ziyun's legs ached, her body staggered, and her expression was painful and she fell on the stone steps.

Seeing this, several crotch knife sergeants who were originally afraid of her martial arts hurriedly seized the opportunity, drew their weapons, and stepped forward, placing the four bright steel knives on Ziyun's jade neck.