The tavern has an interesting name: one step backwards three steps.

Such a name, firstly, means that the wine in the tavern is fragrant and violent. People who come out of this tavern, whether they drink too much or too little. It's all one step and three shakes. Second, let's go. Naturally, the tavern is good and inexpensive. Anyone who passes by will inevitably pour back at the end and go in and taste some fine wine.

It's just that tonight, the diners in this tavern can't afford to be interested in tasting fine wine.

In their hearts, there is nothing but fear.

"Guys, don't stop. This Jiannan shochu is a major specialty of our Chengdu. Now, in addition to Your Majesty being able to taste this puree wine, that is, you can have this blessing! Zhang Wenshan stretched out his hand, picked up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks, chewed it for a while, picked up the wine, and tasted it deliciously. When he raised his head, he saw that these powerful clansmen who were showing off their might in Chengdu Mansion were now sitting in front of him, trembling violently. Even the wine in his hand was sprinkled all over his body because his palms were shaking too much.

Zhang Wenshan frowned, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated. After putting down the wine glass, he glanced at these people coldly. He smiled slightly, looked at them and said, "Could it be that the Jiannan Burning Spring that this official has worked so hard to get is not to your liking?" Well? ”

As soon as these words came out, the little heat left in the tavern was suddenly replaced by a biting chill.

The heads of the powerful families who were doing it couldn't help but shudder. Hurriedly picked up the big bowl in his hand, raised his head, and drank the remaining less than half a bowl of spirits.

Seeing this, Zhang Wenshan showed a smile on his face. Brushing his beard, he nodded, and smiled.

Tonight, it was he and Lu Heng who planned to close the net. In order to act better, Zhang Wenshan used the identity of Zhizhou to "invite" the heads of these powerful families to come here.

Now, most of these powerful families present are named by Zhang Wenshan and approved by the emperor to go to Taiyuan to guard the border.

In other words, these people are the group of people that Zhang Wenshan has to deal with.

They have been entrenched in Chengdu for several generations, bullying men and women, forcibly taking and plundering, and I don't know how many people's families have been ruined. The wife is separated. The blood debt they have committed is not exaggerated even if they are killed on the spot.

However, God has the virtue of a good life. and gave them a way to survive. It can also show His Majesty's benevolence.

Ahem, there is also the benevolence of Lord Zhizhou.

Thinking of Lu Heng's words, when he said this shameless sentence with a compassionate face, Zhang Wenshan was still a little hot like fire.

Ahem, it's so shameless!

If you let people guard the border, you might as well give them a good time. This is from Yizhou Road Taiyuan, thousands of miles away. On the way, it is estimated that more than half of these people were killed or injured.

It is estimated that the one who will be able to reach Taiyuan Mansion alive in the end, hey, only one out of ten is two.

This soft knife kills people is really insidious.

However, although it is insidious, but, hehe, it is indeed very effective.

No, it's just a little bit of sitting here. The people at these two tables, including ordinary people, decided to agree to go to Taiyuan.

The rest of those who are ready to fight to the end, hehe. Of course Zhang Wenshan knew why they dared to confront the government!

However, Yongzheng said well, my territory, listen to me. The prefect of Yizhou, now Zhang Wenshan, is not An Peng.

With that, it's enough!

Just when the heads of those powerful clans had gloomy faces, holding back the anger in their hearts, and staring gloomily at Lord Zhizhou. The door to the tavern creaked open.

A strong man with a bow and arrows on his back strode in.

Seeing this man, his body was strong, his eyes were like electricity, and he seemed to have the momentum of a tiger descending from the mountain. Many guests who were doing it suddenly felt a pang in their hearts and secretly praised a good man.

After the strong man walked in, he first glanced at the heads of the families who were doing it. After discovering that everything is normal. Only then did he move away and stand aside.

After he let go of the door, a scholar who looked a little thin, but very delicate, with a kind smile on his face, slowly walked in.

"Hehe, Yongzheng, you are here!" In the shocked eyes of many family heads, Lord Zhizhou actually stood up to greet this scholar in person.

Who is this person? Is it worth greeting in person?

Many family heads looked at each other with surprises on their faces, and asked in a low voice.

Among these family heads, the head of the Chen family, after seeing the scholar who walked into the tavern, his face suddenly changed greatly. His body shook violently, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at this Xiucai blankly, and his heart was as uncalm as if he was overturned.

Isn't he dead?

The eyes of the head of the Chen family were full of viciousness, staring at this scholar who was holding his fists and laughing with Lord Zhizhou. I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

Duan Yi is the most relied on samurai of Lord An, and he will not miss it. So this scholar, is he a human or a ghost?

The head of the Chen family stared at this scholar, and his heart became more and more uneasy. Thinking that tonight, Lord Zhizhou so coincidentally invited himself and other family heads to come to talk about guarding the border, the Chen family head felt more and more that he seemed to have fallen into some trap.

And, at this time...... He raised his head and glanced at the shopkeepers who had stayed up all night, but were still full of energy.

The head of the Chen family suddenly understood something!

This trap is too deep, and I shouldn't be able to climb out!

The head of the Chen family felt a pang in his heart, and secretly moved the chair and loosened his legs, which were a little numb. Turning his head, he glanced at the door. I found that only the man was guarding the door. The head of the Chen family was sure in his heart, bent down, reached out and lifted the robe, and touched his calf. "Everyone, this is the official's best friend, Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng!" Just when the head of the Chen family was nervous, Zhang Wenshan had already stood up and introduced the extraordinary scholar next to him to the heads of the family. "Lu Gongzi is good, look up for a long time!" The heads of the family hurriedly bowed their hands, whether they knew it or not, laughed with them, and said for a long time.

Seeing the fake smiles of these people, Lu Heng didn't care at all. He just smiled slightly, clasped his fists at the men, and nodded. When he saw the head of the Chen family in the crowd, Lu Heng's eyes seemed to inadvertently stay on him for a moment, then smiled at him, and after bowing his hand, he continued to greet the others.

And Lu Heng's action seemed to be very casual, but it made the head of the Chen family feel terrified.

After that, the feast officially begins!

As Zhang Wenshan said to those shopkeepers, these shopkeepers, who were burly, athletic, and obviously had unique skills, began to serve the dishes on each table with wooden plates.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food. The heads of the families who are doing it, instead of letting go of some because of the soju. As time went on, the atmosphere inside and outside the tavern became more and more tense. These majestic family heads are even more restless. Some people have begun to lift their sleeves and secretly wipe the slight sweat droplets oozing from their foreheads.

In the tavern, an old luthier with gray hair and tattered clothes sat at the counter. There are various musical instruments next to him, including a pipa and a flute. However, as a performer, the old man is not in place.

His expression was a little unnatural, as if he was panicking. Occasionally, he would raise his head and sneak a glance at these people, then hurriedly lowered his head and continued to stroke the qin.

The current song is a mountain and a flowing water. The smooth and elegant tune, with the ancient rhyme condensed over thousands of years. It's intoxicating. However, this song celebrates the intimacy between two friends, and it seems, well, that doesn't fit in with today's atmosphere.

Look at those restless family heads, you know, such a beautiful sound of the piano. They didn't even listen to a single note.

Lu Heng put down the wine cup and glanced at the heads of the powerful families who were forced to calm down. He smiled and shook his head.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, I saw this scholar, and after thinking about it, I asked the shopkeeper to send pen, ink, paper and inkstone. After the shopkeeper spread these things on the table, the scholar took the brush and smiled politely at the shopkeeper. He lowered his head, held the brush in his hand, and began to splash ink on the slightly yellowed rice paper.

After a short period of time, the scholar stopped the brush in his hand and sighed with some regret: "Heh, I can't remember everything!" ”

He slammed his mouth and said regretfully: "If only there was an MP5, or an iPad, it would be even better!" ”

Although there are some funny elements in the words. But the head of the house, but not a single one laughed. Everyone looked at the piece of paper, wanting to see what was written on the paper that made the scholar regret?

"Oh, it's a tune!" As if knowing what they were thinking, the scholar pinched the paper with both hands, picked it up, blew the ink on the paper, turned his head, smiled and raised his neck to these targets, and the heads of the family who were secretly looking at it smiled slightly, and handed the paper with the tune written on it to the shopkeeper next to him.

Belch...... Melody?

The heads of the family are suddenly full of black lines!

The shopkeeper respectfully took the rice paper, walked to the counter, put it in front of the old violinist, and whispered something to the old violinist. Then when I saw the old luthier who was still anxious just now, he suddenly had a look of surprise on his face, and his eyes were full of expectation. The shopkeeper turned around and saluted the scholar with a fist. Then he turned and nodded to the old luthier.

After confirming which scholar had composed this piece, the old luthier immediately stood up. After tidying up the crumpled clothes on his body, he bowed respectfully to the scholar and made a big salute.

Then, the old luthier sat down and put the guqin aside. After taking the lute beside him, he tuned the strings. Hold the surface of the instrument with both hands.

While...... In the complicated anticipation of everyone, a sonorous and powerful crackling sound suddenly sounded.

It was as if the drumming of the army before the Great War made people feel uneasy. The sonorous and powerful sound of the pipa, in this deathly silent tavern, shook people's hearts.

As the crackling sound became more and more rapid, the faces of these family heads became more and more uneasy.

In the calm gaze of the Lord Zhizhou and the scholar. Originally, those who were up and down in their hearts and didn't know how to choose, in this mysterious, strange sound of the piano, gritted their teeth, finally stood up, walked to the fake account room, and began to register.

And after seeing this scene, the scholar's face was still so calm. It was as if I didn't see the heads of the families who were eager to register in front of me. He held the teacup in one hand and gently slammed the table with the other. Leaning back in the chair a little lazily, tilting his head and closing his eyes slightly. It seems to be immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano.

Occasionally, he lowered his head, opened his eyes, and glanced at the head of the Chen family who was still sitting still, as well as a few people beside him, smiled faintly, picked up the teacup, took a sip of fragrant tea, and continued to enjoy the original sound of the piano.

"What's this song called?" Beside him, Zhang Wenshan stroked his beard, with a hint of surprise on his face, looked at the scholar beside him, and asked curiously.

After hearing this, Lu Heng opened his eyes and smiled faintly, with a hint of banter in his eyes, and glanced at the pale head of the Chen family. Shaking his head slightly, he turned his head and said to Zhang Wenshan: "Ambush on all sides!" “…… In the tavern, the atmosphere was still depressing, "Almost! After Zhang Wenshan glanced at the hourglass beside him, he saw that there was not much sand left in the hourglass. After thinking about it, he said to Lu Heng beside him.

"Well, almost!" Lu Heng nodded slightly and replied.

"You're coming?" Zhang Wenshan thought about it, a hint of cunning flashed in his old eyes, and said to Lu Heng with a smile.

"No, speaking of this, it's actually quite lacking in morality, it's just right for you to come!" Lu Heng squeezed his eyebrows and smiled at Zhang Wenshan, and said something that made people faint angrily.

"Uh......, let's do it!" Zhang Wenshan did not give up and shook his head. It's like humbling something. I don't know, I really think this old man has a noble character.

Lu Heng coughed, put down the teacup, glanced at Zhang Wenshan, shook his head and said, "I am older than you, old man, you have to obey orders and listen to commands!" ”

Zhang Wenshan: "......"

What did these two men say?

Listening to the scholars and the Lord Zhizhou pushing the buck there, the heads of the families who were doing it, in addition to the panic in their hearts, were more confused. They looked at these two people in confusion, and they really couldn't understand what these two people were talking about.

And in the crowd, except for the Chen family and a few family heads who participated in the assassination of Lu Heng, there was really no one who knew what these two people were talking about.

Hey, the official level crushes people to death!

Zhang Wenshan shamelessly despised Lu Heng in his heart, and then, he put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head, glanced at these family heads with different looks, and after stopping his gaze on the Chen family master, Zhang Wenshan smiled coldly!

Night, deathly silence!

(To be continued)