Tianjin Wei has been very lively recently, there are a lot of businessmen who come and go, and the small people who live by fishing have lived for half their lives, and they have never seen so many masters who can afford to wear silk and satin. The rich landlords who thought they were superior in the small earth city couldn't help but feel ashamed of themselves after seeing the pomp and circumstance of those rivers and dragons.

The passing carriages pushed the muddy dirt road out of different ruts, and a few idlers who had been called over to build the road for two buckets of rice muttered something in their mouths.

A carriage led by two horses galloped forward, pressing two deep openings in the freshly filled dirt road, and the rapidly spinning wheels drove the mud, splashing the two idlers with mud and ideas.

Before the two people who jumped away in a hurry had time to scold angrily, the carriage had already walked out more than ten feet.

In the carriage sat a few middle-aged people with big heads and thick necks, shy bellies, and very luxurious clothes.

The carriage entered the city smoothly, and the sign of the Wenxuan business on the car made the guards dare not stop it, and the big shopkeeper of the Wenxuan appeared in Tianjin Wei, and even the county magistrates had to be hospitable, not to mention that they were the little pawns, even the Wei commanders, and they might not dare to be too presumptuous in front of the thin middle-aged man who did not smile.

The carriage stopped steadily at the door of the Wenxuan branch, which was not very luxuriously decorated, and the driver jumped out of the carriage one by one, and pushed open the carriage door vigorously: "Several, the shopkeeper has been waiting for a long time, please!" ”

Several people are all good people, and the backers behind them are not small, but they don't dare to hold up in front of this coachman, they all nodded to the coachman with a smile, and then jumped off the carriage slowly.

Under the leadership of the coachman, several people entered the Wenxuan.

In the side hall, there was already a middle-aged man with a short beard and a slender figure who had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw a few people entering, the middle-aged man did not stand up, but was still drinking tea.

Several people walked up to the middle-aged man, and they all brushed their hands towards the middle-aged man, and said in unison: "I've seen the big shopkeeper." ”

The middle-aged man put down the teacup and said lightly: "Sit down!" Let's talk about how things are going. ”

A man in Tsing Yi in the middle said respectfully: "The Xie family has agreed to donate 50,000 taels of silver, and the son of the Xie family gave the little one 30,000 taels before leaving." ”

The man in red on the left also said respectfully: "The Shen family gave 200,000 taels of Ming treasure banknotes, and the young lady of the Shen family also took out her own private money, but it is not a lot, and it adds up to about 250,000 taels." Miss Shen said that if there are still difficulties, you can go to her. ”

The green-robed man on the right was also very respectful, but he said with a bitter face: "Big shopkeeper, the people in those places are very uninteresting, and they don't want a sum of silver for nothing." His brothers visited hundreds of houses with the people of the yamen, and the silver they received was only more than 30,000 taels. ”

The middle-aged man who was sitting remained silent, his eyes resting on a man in gray hiding behind several people.

"Big. Big. Big shopkeeper, I. I went south and everything. Didn't arrive. After stammering, the man in gray glanced at the middle-aged man timidly.

To be able to sit in the Wenxuan and listen to the reports of the shopkeepers of the Wenxuan who are all over the north, there is naturally only Xie Lun, the big shopkeeper of the Wenxuan.

This time, Zhang Ru, the commander of Jinyiwei, suddenly ordered the development of Tianjin, not to mention such a large project as the construction of a port, but also shipbuilding and military training, which is not a trivial matter.

Everything requires silver.

Wenxuan has urgently transferred a huge amount of nearly two million taels of silver to the treasury of Tianjin County, but compared to the three eldest children who are waiting to be fed, these two million taels of silver are tantamount to a drop in the bucket.

If you do one thing alone, two million taels of silver may be satisfied, but if you do three things together, without a huge sum of ten million taels of silver, I am afraid it will be difficult to take it down.

Xie Lun, who didn't want to trouble the marquis in the capital, had to use his own methods to raise funds, not to mention completely filling in this hole, at least it shouldn't be too ugly.

However, after some hard work, he realized that it was really not easy to ask someone for silver.

Which rich person is not the one who picks the door to the extreme, not to mention much, let's just say that the Xie family, a big family entrenched in the Xuanfu, does not take out as much silver as a little woman.

Xie Lun was very angry, he was not angry that his subordinates were ineffective, he was angry that those people didn't know how to lift.

"First register the money and send it to the storehouse. You have also worked hard during this time, don't worry about anything else, I have my own arrangements. Forcibly suppressing the anger, Xie Lun commanded softly.

A few shopkeepers were not stupid, and they fled from the side hall as if they were flying, and they no longer dared to be an eyesore in front of Xie Lun.

In his arms, he carried a letter that had been written a long time ago, a letter asking for help that could not be taken out until he had to. What is the situation of Hou Ye in the capital, he Xie Lun is not very clear, but he doesn't need to deliberately inquire to know that just such a big event as the opening of the sea ban is enough to make Hou Ye anxious.

"Send the letter back to the Beiping Dingbian Hou Mansion and hand it over to the Hou Ye in person." That night, Xie Lun deliberately told his henchmen again and again.

He didn't let people send the letter back to Beizhen Fusi, because there was still a Mu Bin in Beizhen Fusi, and a lot of information would only reach Zhang Ru's desk through Mu Bin's hands. Even the person who sent the letter was his own person, and he had nothing to do with Jinyiwei.

The person who delivered the letter left, and the night was late, Xie Lun suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, this small Tucheng seemed to have become a lot colder.

He tightened his clothes, blew out the oil lamp, quietly took off the shoes on his feet, tiptoed to the head of the bed, and held the embroidered spring knife that he had not touched for a long time.

The cold handle of the knife made his heart settle down a little temporarily.

There are many people outside the window, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the guards are not strict, and there are only a few semicolon guys around the Tianjin branch, but the few guys who like to make noise the most on weekdays suddenly became quiet after the messenger left for two hours.

Three black shadows crept close to Xie Lun's bedroom, and at the door, an old man with a gray beard was lying on his stomach in the corner, and the three men who were still in good shape at night were foaming at the mouth and couldn't wake up.

The deadbolt was expertly picked open by a knife, and then a breeze poured in through the doorway that had been opened a gap. Xie Lun, who was squatting on the side of the bed, couldn't help but shiver, and he was suddenly a little glad that he didn't take off the black robe on his body and go to bed.

There is no moon in the sky, the stars are shining, even if it is a master on the rivers and lakes, he may not be able to find Xie Lun squatting next to the bed.

The uninvited guests didn't find any trace of Xie Lun, but two of the three entered the room, and one of them had already reached Xie Lun's bedside.

Xie Lun couldn't see these people either, he was judging completely by his own feelings.

Suddenly, there was a muffled snort in his ears, and Xie Lun suddenly stood up and stabbed at the place where the sound came from. In the dark, the person standing next to the bed struck hard, but before he could straighten up, there was a heart-piercing pain from under his ribs.

Then, his soft, warm hand covered his mouth and nose, and he wanted to make a sound to warn his companion, but deep in his throat could only whine.

Xie Lun's wrist flicked, and the embroidered spring knife stirred in the comer's body, and in a moment, the man stopped struggling.

"Lao Yu, have you succeeded? I lit the lamp. Not far away, a relaxed voice came from the deceased's companion.

When it is ugly, it happens to be the most difficult time for people, and the reason why I chose this time is because I don't want anyone to know. The situation of the Wenxuan business, they have inquired clearly in the past few days, and it is rare to meet the shopkeeper of the Wenxuan without too many guards around him.

There are not many opportunities like this, and if they miss this opportunity, they don't know if they can find it in the future, so they take risks.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of something falling to the ground was heard, and the voice was very soft, but it still fell into the ears of the killer at the table.

The killer who had just put his hand into his arms and was about to light the fire fold couldn't help but curse softly: "You old boy is rough and rough, if you let the incense master know, you won't have to eat and hang up when you go back." ”

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The fire was burning, but everything in front of him made him stunned, and a person, with a sneer on his face, stood in front of him. And that person, according to the plan, should have been dead at this moment.

The bloody embroidered spring knife mercilessly entered the killer's heart, still stirring without dragging mud and water, and still covering his mouth.

After confirming that the person in his hand was dead, Xie Lun lightly put the person on the ground, picked up the fire fold, and lit the oil lamp on the table.

After doing all this, he walked to the door and shouted to the killer standing in the courtyard in a suppressed voice: "Come in, good thing." ”

The man was looking at the wind, but after hearing the three words of good things, he didn't carefully distinguish whether the voice came from his own person, and ran towards the room.

He thought that there were two people who were not weak in their skills, and the shopkeeper of the Wenxuan was just a polite scholar, and he should be able to catch him.

Unfortunately, there are exceptions to everything, and the shopkeeper they thought was powerless happened to be the biggest exception in this assassination.

Xie Lun was born in Jinyiwei, which few people know, but many people know that the Wenxuan seems to be under the orders of the marquis in the capital.

As soon as his hand touched the wooden door, his heart was cold, and a knife pierced the chest of the third killer.

Xie Lun had no intention of staying alive, because he already knew the identities of these people. The other party dared to make a move at this time, because he saw that the guards around him were all sent out.

And with his skills, it was easy to tell how many people had arrived outside his bedroom.

After killing the three and changing into the clothes of one of them, Xie Lun quietly walked out of the bedroom and sneaked around the Wenxuan.

If he doesn't do anything, tonight, he wants to kill all these people who have the courage to sneak in and kill people.