Chapter 15: The Beginning of Murder
The night is dark and the wind is high, the dark clouds cover the moon, the cold wind is bleak, and there is no sound.
Yang Ping'an sat in the courtyard, carrying a wooden stick in his hand, a plate of peanuts and half a pot of wine on the stone table at hand. Eat a few peanuts, just take a sip of wine, in the dark, the body trembles lightly - what, it's a little cold.
There were three louder noises outside the courtyard, and he looked around, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
There was a rustling sound at the west wall, followed by two soft sounds, one in front and one in the back, and two figures tiptoed towards the mill. When he walked to the courtyard, he suddenly saw Yang Ping'an sitting on the stone bench, and couldn't help but be startled: "What person!" β
"I, Yang Ping'an."
"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, it's scary to sit here!"
Which thief did this invite? Yang Ping'an got up and said, "This is my home." β
The two thieves were very professional, knowing that their whereabouts were exposed, they were silent for a moment and shot at the same time: "Xiucai'an, count your fate, originally our brothers only wanted to take your tofu, but now we can only beat you." β
"If you want to fight, you can fight, where is the nonsense!"
The thief was not a robber, he committed a crime away from home, and the terrain was unfamiliar, so he was naturally not Yang Ping'an's opponent, and was finally knocked to the ground.
"I don't ask who sent you. If I beat you to death, and then tell Zuixiao Pavilion about your coming to steal tofu, do you think the county master will sentence me to murder? β
"Don't! It's our brothers who are obsessed with it, offending Brother An......"
"Brother An, be merciful, we are the two tigers of the Qi family, you forgot that we also drank together!"
Damn, Du Nyima is a "tiger", and this tiger is too worthless!
"Leave the valuables on your body and get out!"
Yang Ping'an didn't want to make a fuss, he just wanted to know how big the backstage of Zuixiao Pavilion was. Although I still haven't figured it out yet, I know from the reaction of the two tigers of the Qi family that the backstage of the Zuixiao Pavilion can at least suppress the Yanshi County Order, and this is enough.
The two tigers of the Qi family groped for a while, but they didn't know what they left, and they escaped from the courtyard with a crawl.
"Hey, you don't have to close the door, you won't be the only one tonight. You, come out, if you dare to come near the mill, you will be killed! β
There was no movement in the courtyard.
"Do you think I'm fooling you? Just now, when I was cleaning up the two tigers of the Qi family, you arrived, thought I didn't find out! β
"How did you find me?" Doubts came from outside the mill.
"Damn, didn't you hear the bell ringing just now?" Yang Ping'an waved the wooden stick in his hand, "Do you want to fight?" β
"Hehe, Brother An, who is your opponent, little brother? The younger brother admits defeat. β
"Do you recognize me?"
"Brother An, you can't even hear your little brother's voice, right? The younger brother is a brocade rat in the south of the city, and we also stole Widow Li's belly pocket together! β
Damn, what a nickname is this! "According to the rules of the Qi brothers, leave the valuable items on your body!"
This night, Yang Ping'an gained a lot.
There are six or seven groups of people in a row, and Quan Nima is an acquaintance - a little splash, a little scoundrel, and a little hooligan who can't get on the table in Yanshi County. In the past, they all cooperated with the Yanshi Four Tigers to carry out illegal acts such as petty theft.
Some didn't know that Yang Ping'an was powerful, like the Qi family brothers, they were beaten by Yang Ping'an; Some are like brocade mice, seeing Yang Ping'an beating the two tigers of the Qi family, they took the initiative to soften, in short, they left all the valuable objects on their bodies, climbed over the wall, and went out from the main gate.
After the sale of Zuixiao Pavilion yesterday, he expected that other restaurants would not be reconciled, especially the natural residence, and they would definitely send people to come at night. That's why he waited in the hospital.
Seeing a glimmer of gray light hidden by dark clouds in the east, and dawn approaching, Yang Ping'an finally breathed a sigh of relief. Grabbed a handful of peanuts and took a big sip of wine to drive away the cold on the eve of dawn.
He didn't know that there was still a person lying on the old locust tree outside the west wall. This person was dressed in black and unmasked, and when the two tigers of the Qi family appeared, he lay on the tree, carrying a single knife until dawn, waiting for the moment when he relaxed.
"I didn't expect this kid to be so good at fighting, but fortunately I came in person. I'll send you on your way! In his own words, this person was about to jump, and suddenly heard a sound in his ears, and hurriedly turned his head and whispered: "Who is it?" β
"Old Xiao, do you want to kill him?" Another man in black appeared on the tree.
"Dou Er? When did you come? β
"Old Xiao, you can't kill him."
"You're stopping me? Why? β
"Don't ask the reason, anyway, you can't kill him!"
"Why? Dou Er, you can't control me! As he spoke, Lao Xiao was about to pull out a single knife and jump into the hospital, but was stopped by Dou Lao Er: "I said, he can't die!" β
"Dou Er, do you really want to go against me? Do you know that if he doesn't die, my mission will fail, and you can afford to blame him? β
"You don't need to worry about the matter of the Drunken Sky Pavilion. I will explain to the adults that I will not blame. β
"You mean he ......" Lao Xiao didn't know what to think, and nodded after a moment of silence, "Okay, I'll believe you once." However, this morning I will send a secret letter to your lordship to explain the details here. If the adults blame me, I'll kill him tomorrow night!" Leave. β
Lao Xiao left angrily, and Dou Lao Er continued to lie among the trees. With the help of the faint light of dawn, looking at Yang Ping'an, who was leisurely in the courtyard, he said to himself: "Xiu Cai'an, is it you?" β
Yang Ping'an naturally didn't know about this scene, and he didn't think that he would swing around before the ghost gate closed.
At the beginning of the dawn, Dong'er, who had not slept well all night, hurriedly opened the door. She could hear the sound of ping-pong and the sound of conversation last night. "Childe, you're not hurt, are you?"
"Why do you wake up so early?" Seeing Dong'er's eyes red, Yang Ping'an said with pity, "I feel very distressed that you didn't rest well last night." β
"Childe, who are those people, why did you sneak into the mansion at night?" Dong'er didn't care about Yang Ping'an's weak tongue, but was worried about his safety, "Where are you injured?" I'm going to grab the medicine. β
Holding Dong'er's little hand, Yang Ping'an said: "I wasn't injured, those thieves were all beaten away by me." If I get hurt again, will you take care of me as you did before? β
"Childe, don't talk nonsense." Dong'er subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover Yang Ping'an's lips, "The slave will pray to God to bless the son of peace and security." β
"It smells so good." As he spoke, Yang Ping'an kissed Dong'er's palm.
"Ah, Childe, you despise me again!" Dong'er realized that something was wrong, her other hand was still in Yang Ping'an's hand, and she hurriedly pulled it out, "I'll cook, son, go back to the house and rest." β
"Don't worry, wait until I've got this pile of done."
The tattered in Yang Ping'an's mouth is the spoils of this night. The clothes, shoes, short sticks, belts, etc., were all in tatters, and there were only twenty or thirty copper coins. The little hooligan is not having a good time, and in the middle of the night, he will not really leave anything valuable on his body.
At dawn, the shopkeeper Lu personally brought someone to ask for the plate of tofu - twenty taels of silver to buy, isn't it "please"? After seeing the tatters everywhere, he frowned: "Young Master Yang, there were thieves making trouble last night?" β
"The little thief has been dispatched. After receiving your money, I will naturally hand over the goods to you in perfect condition. β
"Yang Gongzi is really a trustworthy person, Lu admires. It seems that those guys who don't have long eyes need to teach a good lesson, so as not to let anyone bother Yang Gongzi again. In the end, Shopkeeper Lu showed a fierce look on his face.
It seems that the owner of the Drunken Sky Pavilion is really not small! Yang Ping'an suddenly became embarrassed: "That, re-trusting is my virtue, but when I drove away the thieves, I was also injured, can the shopkeeper Lu subsidize some medical expenses and mental damage expenses as appropriate?" β
Shopkeeper Lu didn't ask what the mental loss fee was, he looked up at the sky directly, and said, "It's really round." β
Nima, where did the sun come from on this cloudy day!
A plate of tofu was handed over to the shopkeeper Lu, and a deposit of twenty taels was collected, and Yang Ping'an went back to the room to make up for sleep. This sleep until the end of the night, when he got up, he found that Dong'er did not rest at all, but cleaned up the house again. In the eyes of the virtuous Dong'er, there always seems to be endless work at home.
Under Dong'er's service, Yang Ping'an finished washing, moved his body in the courtyard, and practiced Bajiquan. Fists are not separated from the hand, which was especially important in ancient times. He now has no hope for the credibility and character of the ancients.
"Childe, can you teach the slave to cook?" After Yang Ping'an finished practicing boxing, Dong'er came over, and she wanted to prepare dinner.
"You want to learn how to cook tofu that night?"
The plate of tofu made last night was not all handed over to the shopkeeper Lu, but three pieces were left for self-eating. Regarding Dong'er's request, Yang Ping'an readily agreed. Just as he was about to go to the stove with Dong'er, there was a sound of kicking outside the door.
As soon as I heard it, I knew that the oil powder trio was coming.
Sure enough, the sound of kicking the door went from light to heavy, and finally there was an anxious shout: "Fourth, open the door!" β
"An An, open the door!"
Listening to the voice, Yang Ping'an hurriedly opened the courtyard door: "Why are you here again?" β
"How? Don't you welcome brother? Yang Zhao, who was the leader, was well-dressed, shook the folding fan, and was very poor.
"Why? It's just, why are you dressed like that? Yang Ping'an looked strange. In the trio, only Yang Zhao, the self-proclaimed "jade-faced tiger", pays great attention to dressing, even if he is poor, he will decorate the faΓ§ade, but today even Deng Wei and Xie Tiancheng deliberately dressed up.
"We'll talk about that later. Let's talk about your courtyard gate first. Yang Zhao started the topic.
Deng Wei immediately answered: "Fourth, why can't you kick the door of your courtyard open?" β
Should you kick the door of my yard open? Yang Ping'an couldn't help but laugh and said: "A few days ago, I changed it. β
"Change the door? Are you disgusting brothers? Yang Zhao took a step closer.
Yang Ping'an spread his hands and made an innocent statement: "How dare you, don't you have a female dependent in the family, how much do you have to be careful?" β
"What a lady, isn't it just a little widow of Kefu!"
Deng Wei's words made Yang Ping'an unhappy, and he didn't mind letting the other party understand his unhappiness: "I warn you, you can joke with each other as much as you want, but if you dare to insult Dong'er, don't blame me for turning my face, I won't even have to be a brother at that time!" β
"You ......," Deng Wei didn't dare to speak.
Seeing this, Xie Tiancheng hurriedly persuaded him, Orchid waved his fingers, and the sissy sounded: "An An, why are you so angry, could it be that you really like that little ...... Little lady? β