Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Imperial City Division's Secret Agent
Liu Yong reluctantly walked on the way to the left military compartment in the south of the city, muttering bad things about the old thief Deng in his mouth, and still thinking about the picture in the old thief Deng's house just now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
"Who would pay a lot of money to instruct the Black Hand to do this?" Old thief Deng paused, stretched out an index finger and said, "The person who transports contraband in a dung carriage must be!" ”
"What kind of contraband is being shipped?"
Liu Yong looked at the old thief Deng with a firm face and asked curiously.
"If only it were a cart of crossbow armor......"
Old thief Deng looked at Liu Yong with a playful expression, and stopped halfway through speaking.
The Emperor Song did not ban swords and bows, but he strictly controlled crossbows and armor. In particular, military heavy weapons such as infantry armor and divine arm bow can only be assembled by a few elite forbidden troops, and the number is strictly counted, even if it is scrapped, people will be sent to verify it again and again......
If the dung cart of the dung row is filled with three or five carts of divine arm bows, or foot armor, it is enough to organize an elite command in the city of Tokyo. Although the number of forbidden troops around Gyeonggi is not worth mentioning, the role played by them at some critical moments should not be underestimated.
"Then who is going to transport these crossbows into Beijing?" Liu Yong asked puzzled.
"It's just speculation. Who, exactly, and what is transported, it depends on my good boy to go again. Old thief Deng looked at Liu Yong and smiled evilly.
"What? I? Liu Yong pointed at himself with his finger, and suddenly felt that he was about to be pitted by Deng Lao Thief again.
Old thief Deng nodded with a smile and said, "You still have to go to the left military compartment in the south of the city and ask the Black Hand Gang about it." ”
"I'm going to find the Mafia? Are you kidding? That Yao Nanfei didn't come to me, even if I was lucky, I still went to find them? Isn't this Wang Ba hanging, and he thinks his life is long? ”
Liu Yong took two steps back, casually using the slang he heard from diners in the restaurant, and shook his head and hands.
"Hey, it's for you to dress like this now. Don't worry, you are dressed now, even your mother can't recognize it if you don't look carefully, let alone just a thief who has met once? Deng Lao Thief said with relief.
"Huh...... This is a riot, anyone has to avoid it from afar, and my mother won't come over to take a closer look. Liu Yong complained in his heart.
Seeing that Liu Yong was still not at ease, Deng Lao Thief continued: "You just need to pay attention to the voice change skills I taught you, no one can hear that it is yours." Your current identity is an agent of the Imperial City Division, an attendant of the Son of Heaven. There are not many people who dare to kill the Son of Heaven in this Tokyo city, let alone just a small gang of black hands? ”
"It's said that it's a secret agent, how do people know that I am the servant of the Son of Heaven? Besides, there is no one around, so Yao Nanfei and a knife like cutting watermelon can chop me up, who am I crying with at that time? Liu Yong still didn't believe it.
"You won't show the waist card, right? In addition, you are dressed like this, as long as you are not stupid, a three-year-old child knows that you are a eunuch, who dares to touch you?
Don't say that a eunuch is missing in Da Nei, and even if there is no official in Kaifeng Mansion, he has to turn the bottom up in the city, and people can be pulled out of the ground when they die. Even if there is no one around, who would dare to touch you? Aren't you afraid of the Imperial City being searched and arrested all over the city? The old thief Deng rolled the paper in his hand into a long strip and patted it on Liu Yong's head.
"I'm not really ......," Liu Yong muttered quietly. But when he saw the eyes of the old thief Deng, he swallowed his words back, and then looked at the old thief Deng and said, "Master, don't you also have a waist card, why were you still slashed?" ”
"How many times have I said that! I fell and hurt myself—"
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Liu Yong soon arrived here in the left military compartment in the south of the city.
The location of the Mafia is a mysterious place for ordinary people. But for the yamen of Kaifeng Mansion and the Imperial City Division, they have long been recorded. Not only the mafia gang, but also inside and outside the city of Tokyo, all the shady "gangs", and the relevant yamen have been recorded.
Since ancient times, if the underworld forces want to develop, they will always seek the "support" of the government. The Emperor Song was no exception. The "gang leaders" and "presidents" of those "gangs" are often the leaders and elders of these yamen. The reason why they were not exterminated was naturally to keep an extra amount of "extra income".
Unlike those who eat the imperial grain and receive the rewards of the official family during holidays and when the weather is hot and cold, both the Kaifeng Mansion and the Imperial City Division have a hard time running around and working outside every day. They are not "scholars and doctors who share the world with the Son of Heaven" in the mouth of Luguo Gongwen Yanbo, and naturally they can't enjoy the "care" of the official family, and even the pitiful salary that is relatively small will often face the situation of being fined and deducted because they have not solved the case when it is due. Therefore, the filial piety of those "gangs" has naturally become an indispensable income. What's more, whenever there is a difficult case in Beijing that can't be solved, you can also casually take out an unlucky egg from a certain "gang" to go to the top tank. For various reasons, these "gangs" in Tokyo have become more nourishing.
The Mafia is located in the south of the city, close to the Dailou Gate, next to the Cai River, which has just flowed into the city of Tokyo. Because the surrounding terrain is relatively low-lying, the water of the Cai River not far away often seeps into this side. In the summer, when it rains, it will become a country, the difference is that when it rains lightly, you go out to see the lake, and when it rains heavily, you go out to see the sea.
Because of the frequent waterlogging, the aborigines in this area have moved to other places where they can, and there are only two or three households, sticking to two or three small alleys in this area.
Liu Yong stepped on the dirty muddy water and drilled into an alley with a frown.
Like the Guangjicang side, both sides of the alley are dilapidated, the houses have collapsed due to disrepair, and there are even stone bricks from the courtyard wall that block the road in the alley. The difference is that the Guangjicang side is overfired, and there is a charred black everywhere, while this side is blistered and blackened.
The eighth household on the left hand.
Liu Yong pushed open a gate that was still intact and walked in, only to see that the courtyard was empty and there was no one in the courtyard, which was relatively neat.
"Anyone?" Liu Yong shouted in a thin voice.
After a long while, a person ran out of the thatched house with his stomach in his hands, glanced at Liu Yong who was standing at the door with a weak face, and asked, "Who are you?" ”
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To be continued......
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