Wu Xiong didn't dare to talk back to Xia Mu, and was scolded, unconsciously complaining there.

"Master, don't complain!" A hundred households saw that Xia Mu's face was becoming more and more unsightly, and hurriedly poked him.

"Grumble! It's all pepper for this bullshit. Wu Xiong snorted dissatisfiedly, angry in his heart, and scolded more and more, "Mother of the day, our old bear is more angry than you." As he spoke, he pulled away the round collar of the official robe with one hand, and spread the folding fan with the other hand to fan the sweat inward, and scolded hatefully, "Lao Tzu, the grain official, has been in office for the first month, and his mother has encountered such a thing. Si Ya's boss and colleagues don't say it openly, but they don't secretly scold me for losing my door? You say, what does this have to do with our old bear? However, if others make heads and faces in front of us, don't we have to bear it? ”

"Master, we're all just like you."

"yes, farting and burping, it's uncomfortable at both ends."

"Master, you have a way, help us get justice......

The topic that had just cooled down suddenly became more enthusiastic in an instant.

"You say, 'Where is this justice?'

"Pepper Sumu is folded, this is not to treat our officials as people, we still have to ask for monthly silver." An official pouted and said, "I heard that Taicang is empty, and there is not a penny of silver." He sighed.

"Do you believe what those dogs say? There is no silver in Taicang, and the one who opens the kiln says that there is no table, do you believe it? ”

"This is also true," the official said, "The civil and military officials in the capital have broken the sky for 10,000 people, and the size is one pull, with an average of ten taels of silver per person, and only 100,000 taels of silver." If it is a big Taicang, it may not be possible to take out 100,000 taels of silver? ”

"That's not the reason, I see, there are people who have a heart."

"Brother, you can't talk nonsense."

"Nonsense? There are ten warehouses in the capital, including storage warehouses, and the surname Yan is enough to support himself, and we are starving, so how can I be reasonable. ”

"Ri Da Niang, this is the right number, Zhao Xing's mother's background in the warehouse, is Yan Shifan's brother-in-law, helping his mother and Lao Tzu to manage the things in the warehouse, the ghost knows if there is food in it!"

Everyone was noisy for a moment, and suddenly heard the barn door scolding again, and hurriedly walked over.

At this point, the warehousing is there. Xia Mu stood aside, only to see the military attachés with angry faces, scolded, and walked out of the vermilion lacquer gate, followed by several soldiers, one of whom carried a heavy ** bag.

"May I ask this brother, which yamen is from?"

"From the western camp of the Beijing Division."

"A sack of pepper noodles, eat his grandma! Just go back and report to the soldier, it's a big deal that a bunch of brothers can't afford to live, and they're all reversed. The first one to kill is Zhao Dawang Ba! ”

Xia Mu was terrible when he heard it, if he really made a fuss with these generals, it would really become a mutiny.

At this time, Zhao Xing walked out, looked at Xia Mu and drank: "It's your turn to pick up the goods." ”

Xue Hua said that he was about to turn around and go in, but Xia Mu hurriedly shouted: "Slow." ”

Xue Hua stopped, looked at Xia Mu's face full of murderous aura, and hurriedly asked, "What else does the lord command?" ”

Xia Mu instructed Luo Kedi, who was following closely behind, and said: "Hand over the post, today you have to go in and search for what is in this warehouse, if you find out the grain and silver, Lao Tzu will have to chop Zhao Xing, the king of the eight lambs!" ”

Luo Kedi hurriedly handed over a post of Jinyiwei, Zhao Xing took it, and it read: Jinyiwei North Town Fusi Zhenfu Envoy Xia Curtain.

As he spoke, he smiled and handed over to the director of the East Factory on the side, and said with a sarcastic smile: "I really regard myself as a person, and I don't pee and secretly have any virtues, relying on the emperor's liking, I dare to be powerful, and I don't know if I have a leg with the emperor Laozi." ”

The face of the head of the East Factory changed greatly when he heard this, and when he saw that Zhao Xing had poured a few mouthfuls of yellow soup, there was no one on his mouth, so he actually said such things, although they said that the East Factory and Jinyiwei were two major spy agencies personally supervised by the emperor. However, the Jinyi Guard was more powerful than their Dongchang, because the "Imperial Forest Army" responsible for defending the imperial city and the emperor's guards was also under the jurisdiction of the Jinyi Guard. And the Beizhen Fusi is the permanent agency of Jinyiwei in charge of Beijing's public security, and it is responsible for all the sending, arresting, and court staff ministers, as long as it is mentioned, people in the public gate will shudder.

When the Dongchang fan saw it, he didn't dare to be sloppy with the "Beizhen Fusi", so he asked carefully: "General Zhao, why don't you give them some food?" ”

"Shit, just don't give it!" Zhao Xing was a little drunk.

Seeing that Zhao Xing was drunk, the director of the East Factory was choked by his domineering speech, and when he saw the brocade guard holding his arms, he hurriedly squeezed to the front and said: "Wait a minute, Lord Zhao is drunk, let's let him." ”

"Yes, let's let him." Immediately, many people from Dongchang echoed it.

Jin Yiwei snorted coldly, returned to the summer curtain, and had to add oil and vinegar to say Zhao Xing's words again.

Xia Mu stood outside the warehouse, sneering, and before he was about to make a move, he saw a person behind him pulling him.

Xia Mu turned around, only to see the knife meteor standing behind him, and before he had time to be happy, he saw that his left arm was bleeding and was a knife wound, so he hurriedly beckoned Luo Kedi to call the brother who would be bandaged with him to bandage him.

Dao Meteor endured the pain, his face was a little pale, he took a deep breath, took Xia Mu's hand and said: "There is a cat in this, there is a group of Japanese ronin killers behind the gang of Japanese slaves in Sulou, a few days ago, there was an accident in Sulou, and those people hurriedly transported 10,000 loads of grain from this warehouse, and I am afraid that they will have to transfer tonight, it can be seen that these people have something to do with Yan Shifan." ”

Xia Mu's face sank when he heard this, and he didn't want food, so he beckoned a group of brocade guards to leave and returned to Beizhen Fusi.

Zhu Xizhong was in the Beizhen Mansion here, and when he saw Xia Mu coming back with a gloomy face, he asked what happened.

Xia Mu told the knife meteor in detail what he had told him.

Zhu Xizhong was furious when he heard this: "A small general, a dog fights people's power." ”

Xia Mu smiled coldly: "Grandpa Guo, tonight is a good day to fight the autumn wind, why don't you wipe out those Japanese slaves?" ”

Zhu Xizhong paced in the room when he heard this, and after a while, he clapped his hands and said resolutely: "If you don't do two rests, Yan Shifan will do the first day of junior high school, and we will do fifteen, tonight the masters of the Beizhen Mansion Division will go out, and bring the guns and cannons of the Shenji Battalion, I am not afraid that things will make a big fuss, even if I blow up the warehouse, I will also blow up one or two Japanese slaves!" ”

"Order, I'll arrange it." Xia Mu got Zhu Xizhong's approval, and he didn't understand the meaning, but he turned around and went to the side room of the inner hall, and saw that Dao Meteor had recovered some of his complexion, so he poured him a cup of hot tea, handed it over and said: "You are the general of the border in northern Xinjiang, and the nephew of a generation of famous generals Zeng Miao, why don't you restore your real name today, you also know that I am about to enter the 12th regiment camp, and sooner or later I will go to the northern Xinjiang to fight with me, and then any revenge will be avenged." ”

Dao Meteor has long had this intention, and at this moment, seeing that Xia Mu mentioned where he was unwilling, he hurriedly knelt at the foot of Xia Mu, hugged his fists and shouted: "Li Keshuang, the subordinate general of Datong, returns to the camp today, and is willing to follow the governor to wash my blood and answer, and snow my country's shame and family feud!" ”

Xia Mu hurriedly helped Li Keshuang up and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, tonight we will play a play to catch turtles in an urn." ”

When night came, a curfew was imposed in Sijiu City, and there was only the sound of the horn of the watch.

The Beizhen Mansion Division is still the same as usual, but the gate is closed, and there is nothing unusual, but the five thousand brocade guards in the courtyard are already waiting for the day, and the courtyard with torches is red.

The summer curtain is in the center, the enemy is on the left, and the knife meteor is on the right. As soon as the brocade clothes and guards were standing in the courtyard step by step. Each man embroidered a spring knife, a bow and crossbow, and ten short arrows, and selected three hundred men with an arquebus and fifty rounds of ammunition.

"Flameout!" Xia Mu gave an order, and suddenly the courtyard returned to its black rumbling appearance.

"Squeak", the gate of the Beizhen Mansion Division quietly opened, and the team of brocade guards raised the fiery red bullfighting tent, and went to the warehouse in the starry night.

At this time, the moon stars are scarce, and jackdaws inhabit.

The storage warehouse was in full swing, and hundreds of people dressed as Japanese slaves carried burlap bags of white rice on the side, and quietly transported them onto the flower boat parked at the entrance of the pier in the distance.

At this moment, the torches in the alleys on both sides were raised, and I saw the brocade guards like wolves and tigers, and all the fresh clothes and angry horses, surrounded the warehouse.

After a short time, among the people in the team, Xia Mu laughed and walked out surrounded by Luo Ke's enemy.

Hundreds of Japanese slaves on the opposite side immediately pulled out their eight-inch Japanese swords, as if facing a great enemy.

Seeing the crowd, Zhao Xing's face sank, and he asked, "Lord Xia, what do you mean by this?" ”

Xia Mu didn't speak, Xue Hua took the lead and knocked Zhao Xing's shoulder with the handle of the knife, and said in an insulting tone: "From the moment we entered the gate of this warehouse, we saw you looking like a mouse, it turned out that you were a dog, and you had lard in your heart, and you were mixed up with these Dongyi Wangba. ”

Zhao Xing hesitated and replied: "This, this is a misunderstanding, these people are the Ming officers and soldiers who disguised themselves as Japanese slaves, and they are the supervisors sent by Tan Lun, the governor of the southeast. ”

"Superintendent what?" Xue Hua was full of mockery.

"Supervise the distribution of pepper and sumu discounts."

"Damn, this turtle king eight, don't look at it, what kind of person is this, this is Jinyiwei!" Xue Hua scolded and scolded, then looked at Zhao Xing with his eyes, and asked contemptuously, "You dog grandson, during the day, the dog fights the human power, and gives his own mother and sister to Yan Shifan for fun, and he wants to be an official and a half-job, in the eyes of the masters, you are a pig and a dog, and you dare to be on an equal footing with the masters!" ”

Humiliated for no reason, Zhao Xing's white face turned red to the root of his ears. But thinking that the power of the building in the harsh winter is powerful, these brocade guards may not be able to help him, and at this moment, seeing them "breaking ground on Tai Sui's head", facing Xue Hua's provocative eyes, he replied toughly:

"The charter of the warehouse is only for the yamen, not for individuals. You Beizhen Fusi is the king of heaven, and you can't control the heads of the masters, come here! ”

Shouting that more than 300 good soldiers of the Gyeonggi Escort Army came out of the back, armed with knives and guns, and were about to do it.

"Is there no king's law at the feet of the Son of Heaven?" Seeing this, Xia Mu hurriedly stood up, raised his eyebrows and looked at the guards, looking at those fat-headed and big-eared slaves, and there was no room for any temperament in his eyes.

Zhao Xing didn't care about the dignity of the official at the moment, like a roaring lion, a timid and fearful deputy general, followed Zhao Xing's back and persuaded him: "My lord, please calm your anger, there is something to discuss." As he spoke, he tugged at Zhao Xing's sleeve.

Zhao Xing thought that the adjutant general's persuasion was fake, and he was afraid that Jinyiwei was true, so he immediately became angry with him, turned around and pushed him hard, and the deputy general was caught off guard, fell on his back, and hit the back of his head heavily on the brick floor. Suddenly, his body shrank, and his limbs twitched.

"The eldest brother expected it right! His grandmother's, these captives are really bold" Luo Kedi saw Zhao Xing like a mad dog, scolded, slapped his right knee, and knocked the alarm bell heavily with his left hand, and directly activated the previously formulated interception plan!

It's just this alarm bell, outside the barracks, in the houses, a group of Japanese slaves have already lined up and stood in a row. Their eyes were like arrows and swords, and they kept staring at a column of brocade guards that suddenly appeared six zhang away in front of them, and everyone was holding darts with swords, ready to attack.

PS: Kneel and beg for fluttering!!