Text Section 222 All things are ready

In the city of Melan, the streets are full of traffic, and the archways of major merchants are lined up on both sides. On a relatively quiet street in the city, outside the Tingfeng Pavilion, a luxurious car was parked next to it.

The door of the Listening Wind Pavilion in Melan City is not big, and it looks like a very ordinary two-story pavilion facing the street. But the deep and wide courtyard at the back, coupled with the seemingly ordinary houses on both sides, is the entire layout of Tingfeng Pavilion. The attic facing the street is nothing more than a portal.

In the Listening Wind Pavilion, Zhang Zhao Siping, the head of the Heavenly Supervision Courtyard, sat on a chair and waited for the arrival of the family members of the Listening Wind Pavilion.

Zhang Zhao looked at the furnishings in the hall, and his face showed a rather disdainful look. This seemingly luxurious layout is simply a waste of things by the rich man in his eyes. Zhang Zhao's sudden arrival made Jiang Zhuming of the Molan City Mansion a little nervous. Today's Zhang Zhao is not the military order of three years ago, but a close minister of the Son of Heaven who can shake the court by stomping his feet. Especially after Zhang Zhao entered the city, he did not go to the mansion, but came directly to Tingfeng Pavilion, which made Jiang Zhuming a little puzzled.

Zhang Zhao was browsing the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, when he heard a steward of the Wind Pavilion come up, "This lord, our lord has arrived." ”

As soon as the steward's words fell, Jiang Zhuming laughed heartily, and Jiang Zhuming, who was dressed in an official uniform, walked into the hall on the second floor.

"Lord Zhang came from afar, and the lower officials have missed the distance, and I hope that Lord Zhang will forgive his sins." Jiang Zhuming said politely.

Zhang Zhao is now a second-grade master, and he is indeed one level older than Jiang Zhuming, the third-grade mansion Yin. What's more, the Prison Heaven Court is a power institution, and in the eyes of the capital below, Zhang Zhao is now a figure that cannot be provoked.

"Lord Jiang, this official is just passing by here, and he is going to go to the mansion to disturb him in a while. Unexpectedly, Master Jiang was quite well-informed, and he actually chased here. ”

Jiang Zhuming smiled, and said in his heart that you are riding in the carriage and horse of the second-grade master, and there is the sign of the Heavenly Prison on it, and the city gate official doesn't know his identity anymore, isn't it a fool.

"I don't know if Lord Zhang can have official business, if it is convenient, the next official will prepare a little water and wine, and I hope that the lord will go to the government to talk about it."

Zhang Zhao looked at Jiang Zhuming with a condescending attitude, he knew that Jiang Zhuming was Yu Ban's protΓ©gΓ©, and it was said that Delong should have eliminated him a long time ago. Fortunately, in the past two or three years, Jiang Zhuming led the same sect and made trouble with Duan Lang from time to time, which was still of some use, so he was able to keep his official position. In addition, Melan Mansion is a large profit and tax mansion, and Delong is also worried that after the replacement of candidates, it will affect the income of the court.

"Master Jiang, you came just in time. This official has something to do to meet this Tingfeng Pavilion Master, I am not familiar with him, you can introduce me first. ”

"Lord Zhang is polite, in the city of this official's mansion, Lord Zhang only needs to say hello and let him come to visit, why do you need to go in person." Jiang Zhuming patted his ass politely.

Zhang Zhao was quite useful in his heart, but Jiang Zhuming was extremely despised in his heart. As a protΓ©gΓ© of Yu Ban, Jiang Zhuming is also well versed in this for news agencies. It's just that his channels are only aimed at the court officials, mainly to listen to some news that is unfavorable to him, so as to prepare in advance.

In this regard, Jiang Zhuming felt that both the shadow artist and the investigation department in the former imperial period were extremely successful intelligence agencies. But the current Jiantian Academy, the tiger painted by Zhang Zhao is not an anti-dog. Not to mention the mysterious shadow in the past, it was the detective Si Huai's travel, and he was also haunted and unknown. Zhang Zhao is good, as if he is afraid that others will not know his identity, he can't wait to put the official seal on his face.

After a while, the 'Pavilion Master' of Tingfeng Pavilion hurriedly walked in. This pavilion master is not Ruimu and Sado, but Jia Sizhi, a well-known wealthy businessman in Melan City. This Jia Sizhi has been operating in Melan City for many years as a wealthy businessman, and his secret identity is the former Secret Counsel of the Detective Division, and he is also the confidant of the old ghost Ruimu. On the bright side, the entire world of Tingfeng Pavilion is his property, but secretly, he is just the master of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Jia Sizhi's slightly chubby body saw sweat on his forehead, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hug his fists and bowed, "Xiaomin didn't know that the two adults were coming, so they hurried over, and I hope the two adults will forgive." ”

Jiang Zhuming was very familiar with Jia Sizhi, and when he heard this, he said, "Boss Jia, this is Lord Zhang Zhaozhang of Kyoto Jiantian Academy. Master Zhang came from afar to talk to you about something. ”

After Jiang Zhuming finished speaking, he said to Zhang Zhao, "Lord Zhang, you talk, the lower officials will go back to the palace first and wait." ”

Zhang Zhao nodded slightly, there were some things he didn't want Jiang Zhuming to know, so he hinted at him leaving just now.

As soon as Jiang Zhuming left, Zhang Zhao pointed to the chair next to him majestically, "Boss Jia, sit down and talk." ”

"The little people don't dare, if you have any orders, just say it." Jia Sizhi bowed and said.

Zhang Zhao nodded with satisfaction, "Boss Jia is a wealthy businessman in the world, so he should know what my Heavenly Prison Academy does." ”

Jia Sizhi said respectfully, "Xiaomin has heard of it a little, but Xiaomin is in business and never does anything that violates the laws of Great Xia. This can be testified by Master Jiang. ”

The two of them were talking in the hall, and the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were inconspicuous, but a small hole flashed. In the next room, Mizuki and Sado listened quietly.

In the face of grass people like Jia Sizhi, Zhang Zhao didn't want to talk nonsense, and said bluntly, "I heard that Tingfeng Pavilion is secretly selling news, and this way of intelligence is not something ordinary people can do. Boss Jia, I don't know what your source is? ”

"If you go back to adults, the small ones have been in business for many years, and their businesses are all over the world. These messages are collected by merchants and their own branches around the world. The small ones just want to find some business opportunities, but some small ones don't participate, so they want to sell the news to make a little money. came and went, and it was rumored that he made a living by buying and selling news. ”

Zhang Zhao nodded, "Well, it's very good." To have such a mind and not to do things for the court is a waste of talent. Lord Ben wants to recruit you to the Wind Pavilion.,How about it?,Are you interested in returning to Lord Ben's disciple.。 ”

"This~!" Jia Sizhi looked embarrassed.

"What, don't want to?" Zhang Zhao showed his majesty domineeringly.

In the next room, the old ghost Ruimu snorted disdainfully, and said in his heart that with your ability, you are not worthy of cooperating with the old man at all.

Jia Sizhi was not frightened by Zhang Zhao, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "My lord, it's not that the small ones are unwilling, it's just that some small things can't be the master." ”

"Oh? You mean, you're just a messenger? Zhang Zhao became interested.

"Don't hide it from adults, listening to the wind pavilion is a small one. But behind the small one, there are several big owners involved. I'm afraid they ~ won't necessarily agree. ”

"Yes, this official wants to see which owner still looks down on this official's Heavenly Prison Academy." Zhang Zhao sneered.

"This~ Okay, don't say it. Otherwise, the small ones can't afford it. Behind the small ~ Kyoto National Uncle's Mansion, and Prince Hong's Mansion, both have shares. There are some things that the small ones dare not call the shots. ”

"What~?"

Zhang Zhao was shocked in his heart, he really couldn't afford to provoke these two masters, one was Delong's uncle Ma Ruzheng, and the other was even more terrifying, it was actually Prince Hong. No wonder Tingfeng Pavilion has such a big hand, it turns out that these two masters are behind it. Zhang Zhaoke didn't know that Tingfeng Pavilion was only offered every year, and Prince Hong and Ma Ruzheng didn't know about it at all. But when their family members get the offering, of course they will admit it.

The old ghost Ruimu and Sado glanced at each other, and the two were not interested in listening any further. To deal with a Zhang Zhao, Jia Sizhi is enough. What's more, the Tingfeng Pavilion can't join forces with the Prison Heaven Academy at the moment, so Zhang Zhao can retreat knowing the difficulty.

In the palace, Jiang Zhuming sat in the study and wrote a letter simply. There was a calm middle-aged man standing in the study, waiting for orders.

Jiang Zhuming packed the letter and instructed, "Go to Huayuan Wine Workshop and ask them to immediately transfer this letter to Lord Duan of Lidu City." Zhang Zhao forwarded the visit to listen to the Wind Pavilion, no matter what the reason, I always felt that it was related to the Lidu City, and I had to remind Duan Lang to listen to the Wind Pavilion carefully. ”

"My lord, do you want to send someone to investigate the secret of Tingfeng Pavilion?" The middle-aged man said.

"No need, but you have to secretly check the people in the mansion to see who is close to the Tingfeng Pavilion, and record them all. In the eyes of the world, the disciples of the teacher have become weak, so let's continue this weakness. Otherwise, once the prison yard finds out the signs, it is likely to be purged first. ”

"The little one understands." The middle-aged man agreed and retreated silently.

Jiang Zhuming sat quietly in the room, and he was also a little excited these days. As Yu Ban's protΓ©gΓ©, Jiang Zhuming also guessed Delong's intentions. It seems that the day mentioned by the teacher is not far off. Since he had taken refuge in Duan Lang, he had to be reminded of the collusion between the Wind Pavilion and the Heavenly Prison Academy. Jiang Zhuming felt that for an institution like the Jiantian Academy, the next focus would definitely be Lidu City. No matter what the reason, this Tingfeng Pavilion was the place to sell the news after all, and he was afraid that Duan Lang would suffer losses if he was careless. Don't you know that Duan Lang and Yutai Mingyue have already started to cook the dishes of Tingfeng Pavilion.

In the capital city, the news of the marriage of the generalissimo and the military advisor once again filled the city with a festive atmosphere. The officials of the capital city are different from other capitals, and the big and small officials mingle with the people. After all, everyone is a person who has survived the war, and the people also love the moon very much. As soon as the news of the big wedding broke out, every family waited for that day as if they were welcoming the day of the festival.

With the experience of Zhang Ruming's wedding last time, Lidu City began to investigate outsiders early. On a dark cloudy night, Duan Lang and the others, together with the eighteen guards and the two hundred forward battalion guards, quietly left the capital city. It's just that the route they took happened to pass by Tingfeng Pavilion and Hanhai Zhai. Duan Lang was less than thirty miles out of the city, and several cars and horses were waiting early. Duan Lang and the others changed into civilian clothes, and after dawn, they returned to Lidu City by car.

In the Lidu City Listening to the Wind Pavilion, the branch pavilion master got the order, used all his energy, and even spent a lot of money to buy Duan Lang's news in Hanhai Zhai. Wang Binghuai, the head of the sub-cabinet, looked at the collected information and asked a spy.

"Is the news that Hanhaizhai got accurate?"

"Back to the Pavilion Master, they got inside information from a general, so it's expensive."

Wang Binghuai nodded, and based on the information they had collected over the years, it was certain that the information should be accurate. Wang Binghuai did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly released four carrier pigeons to pass the news to the General Cabinet.

Not far from the Wind Pavilion, I saw a carrier pigeon flying, and as soon as the two whistles sounded, Da Fei rose into the air and chased the carrier pigeon in the air. After a while, Da Fei brought back a pigeon.

In the courtyard of the private house, Duan Lang and Tangtai Mingyue looked at each other and smiled slightly after reading the secret documents.

"Lang, it seems that the plan is going well, our old rival is coming to the capital." Yutai Mingyue said softly.

"Don't be careless, no one is allowed to contact me during this time except for Jianshan Azhu."

"Yes, there is one Chen Zhanxuan in the barracks, and I dare not guarantee that there will be no second. Except those who can be trusted, they are cut off. ”

Duan Lang stretched out his hand and gently hugged Mingyue, "Yue'er, if you can really kill the old ghost Huai, it can be regarded as adding a congratulatory gift to our wedding." ”

Yutai Mingyue happily leaned on Duan Lang's shoulder, although it was a trap designed for the old ghost Huai, but she had been looking forward to this happy day for a long time.

Duan Lang and Yutai Mingyue set up a pocket array, and Ruimu, the old ghost of Huai, who was in Molan City, also quickly received the news.

After reading Wang Binghuai's secret letter, Ruimu was even more relieved, "Third child, this is really God helping me." Duan Lang, as the only remaining seedling of the Duan family, worshiped his ancestors in Jishan this time, and also brought the shadow Yu Reverse Zhou Old Ghost and Han Old Ghost over. Zhou Guangji didn't die under my knife last time, and there is no need to worry after being seriously injured, but Han Feng is a bit of a threat. Now that they all followed Duan Lang to Jingji Mountain, there were almost no more people in Lidu City who could threaten the old man. I'll leave early tomorrow morning, and the people from our torture hall should almost arrive. ”

"Okay, I wish the second brother success."

Sado picked up the teacup and toasted it with tea. After three years of forbearance, he finally had to fight head-on with Lidu City. This time, it can be said that it is the first killing operation since the establishment of the Listening Wind Pavilion, and Sado is also looking forward to the successful return of Mizuki.

In the capital city, seven days later, the bright moon in full costume walked into the temple of blessing amid the cheers of all the people. She prayed here until the bridegroom's wedding.

The outside of the temple was guarded by guards, the temple door was closed, and the maid who followed the side of the bright moon in the platform let out a sigh of relief and tore off the disguise on her face.

Tantai Mingyue said with a smile, "Liu Xi, don't say it, you are quite handsome pretending to be a woman." ”

Liu Xi said embarrassedly, "Master Strategist, the art of disguise is unique, even if you pretend to be a woman to Lord Shangguan, it looks good." Of course, his figure~ can't be changed. ”

"Liu Xi, from now on you will be the Mingyue of the Tai. Be careful, don't be careless. ”

"Don't worry, Master Strategist, after nightfall, the little one will give you a disguise, and disguise yourself as a guy who delivers food."

"Okay."

Yutai Mingyue agreed softly, she knew that around this prayer temple, I am afraid there is more than one eyeliner. In addition to Tingfeng Pavilion and Hanhai Zhai, there may even be Xiyue's eyeliner. However, these people, Tantai Mingyue can't order to eradicate them yet, and he must wait until the plan is successful before he can catch them all.

That night, a group of leaders pushed a two-wheeled cart full of food boxes into the temple under the dim moonlight. The temple door was closed, and Mingyue looked at Duan Lang and the others with all kinds of faces on their faces, and couldn't help laughing.

"As for your disguise technique, it's good that the lights outside are not on, otherwise you will be exposed."

Duan Lang also looked at the Mingyue of the Tai Dynasty, and couldn't help but say in surprise, "Yue'er, if you want to enter the mansion now, I'm afraid Li Jianshan won't recognize you." Let's go, from now on, you and I will no longer be able to appear in the capital city. ”

"Lang, you must be careful, don't be careless."

"Don't worry, it's tight inside and loose outside, there are still 3,000 guards led by Zhou Long hidden in this temple."

Yutai Mingyue nodded, followed a group of guys who had changed into the same clothes, and walked out reluctantly.

Outside the Blessing Temple, several eyeliners were hidden in the darkness, counting the number of people entering in detail. Listening to the wind pavilion should also prevent more people from entering and leaving less, and there are secret personnel in the temple in ambush. Don't you know that as early as the beginning of the design plan, there were many people secretly hidden in this prayer temple.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and the core members of Lidu City are nervously waiting for the arrival of the old ghost Ruimu.