Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Ten Directions of Jebe
Since the completion of the construction of the Golden Villa, no one has dared to use force at the gate of the four gods of wealth. But today's atmosphere is a little delicate, and it seems that the slightest disagreement will kill someone.
"Tired of being alive and looking for death?" Ximen Xiaolou was exercising in the morning to get used to the feeling of strength improvement, and happened to meet the guard who went to the hall to report from him and learned who was coming, and he didn't care about anything else, and rushed directly to the gate to take a look. Unexpectedly, the visitor turned out to be a ragged person, with no complete part of his whole body. His hair was messy and dirty, like a beggar on the streets of the imperial capital, no! Even the beggar was dressed cleaner than the man in front of him. He was carrying an ordinary old wooden bow behind him, and he didn't know where the quiver had gone, but this person said that he was the killer of Baimapo yesterday, and he was immediately surrounded by thirty guards, drawing his sword and facing each other!
"I'm hungry!" calm as Ximen Xiaolou couldn't accept this person's sharp answer, "Even if you die, please let me be a full ghost!"
"It's a little interesting, Yuncai!" Ximen Xiaolou didn't bother whether he was yesterday's archer or not, and waved to the guard behind him: "Get him something to eat!"
Not long after, Yun Cai brought a cage of steamed buns and put them in front of him, he grabbed two steamed buns without saying a word and devoured them, thinking that there are still such delicious steamed buns in the world?
He also looked at Ximen Xiaolou with some embarrassment, and touched his stomach again. Ximen Xiaolou rolled his eyes: "Go get it again!"
Finally, he stopped after eight more freshly baked steamed buns, and he was full. However, he didn't touch the big pot of soy milk that was always sitting next to him, although he was very thirsty, if he drank this big pot of soy milk immediately, he would definitely die on the spot!
Ximen Xiaolou saw this detail in his eyes, and if he was an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to stand it and drink this pot of hot soy milk directly to quench his thirst, but he couldn't help it.
"Now you can talk about the right thing, right?" Ximen Xiaolou also wanted to know what this so-called killer wanted to do when he came to Golden Villa.
"My name is Jebe Shifang, the one who shot the last arrow from Baimapo yesterday. He introduced himself very seriously.
"How has the world changed? Will the killer still come to the door after killing someone?" Ximen Xiaolou sat on the chair brought by the guard, leaning comfortably on the chair.
"Because last night I asked my employer for the final payment, and he told me that the target is not dead and there is no final payment. How could it be that he didn't die? What's more, it was very clearly written in the contract that he would give me 10,000 taels of final payment regardless of whether the target was alive or dead! He just wanted to repay the debt! In a fit of rage, I got into a fight with his people, and finally escaped without being defeated. The more he talked about it, the more excited he became, not to mention that he was extremely confident in his arrow, the white-haired boy would not be able to block his full force under normal circumstances, let alone the chaos of the situation at that time. There is also the fact that the employer has gone back on his word and violated the contract he had set before! Since the embarrassment of Zhebei Shifang's escape, the more he thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, and he has nowhere to go anyway, so he comes to the Golden Mountain Villa to find out.
"My life is worth 10,000 taels?" Huang Junyu sat on a chair and was carried by two yellow-clothed guards, the Golden Mountain Villa covers an area of thousands of hectares, the hall is still some distance from the door, weak as Huang Jun Yu also felt hard and couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, so he had to let people carry him out to see.
Jebe Shifang looked at the person, rubbed his eyes for fear that he was wrong: "Oh, it's really not dead, but this doesn't make sense!"
"That arrow is very good!" No matter how amazing it is, it's just good, Huangjunyu and Ximen Xiaolou are just as curious about the meaning of Zhebei Shifang: "Explain your intention!"
"You give me 10,000 taels, and I'll kill that black-hearted employer for you!" Jebel Shifang didn't regard money as his life, but he had a reason to need a lot of money! He was also afraid that Huang Junyu would not agree, so he gritted his teeth and went out: "If you think I have to die, then when I kill the rebellious employer, you give me 10,000 taels, and when I finish my work, I will apologize in front of you!"
"Your life was not yours from the moment you appeared here, and you killed ten of our brothers that day. Ximen Xiaolou said lightly, "Also, how can you ensure that you are not singing double reeds with the so-called employer, and take the opportunity to complete the task with another arrow?"
"Hmph! I, Jebel Shifang, stand up to the heavens and the earth, how can I be in the same league with such a villain! If it weren't for the urgent need for money, I would ignore him!" As soon as Jebel Shifang heard that he was suspected of singing duets with his employer, he would not fight anywhere.
"After talking for so long, you haven't said who the employer is?" Yun asked.
"I came from the mountains, and I don't know anyone. Jebe Shifang also knew that it was difficult to convince people what he said today, but this was all the truth, and there was not a single lie: "I swear by my bow!
Huang Junyu pointed out 10,000 taels of silver tickets from the guard next to him: "Here are 10,000 taels, kill that employer and come to see me after finishing the business!"
Surely the one who shoots that proud arrow is proud!
Jebe Shifang looked at the desolate Junyu who handed out the 10,000 silver ticket in astonishment, he paid before he could do anything, and he was a little uncomfortable with this process: "Aren't you afraid that I will run away with 10,000 taels?"
"Aren't you afraid that when the time comes, I will pay the bill after you kill someone?" Huang Junyu asked rhetorically, and then looked sincere: "I believe in you!"
Jebel Shifang secretly felt that he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid? He almost killed him yesterday, although he was now safe and sound, talking and laughing, but it seemed that he had also suffered a lot, and now it was as if nothing had happened.
Jebe Shifang did not hesitate to refuse, stretched out his strong hand and took the silver ticket and put it away: "Wait until I finish killing people!
After Jebel Shifang left, the guard Yuncai, who had gone to get the steamed buns before, muttered in a low voice: "What if he really escapes with the money?"
Huang Junyu obviously heard him muttering, and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, Yuncai, you have to learn two things: you have to learn trust between people, and the second is that the steamed buns in Golden Mountain Villa are not eaten by anyone." Go and check this Zhebei Shifang, and his incomparably accurate archery skills must not be unknown. ”
Huang Junyu and Ximen Xiaolou walked into the Golden Villa, leaving Yuncai who knew nothing about the second half of the sentence.
This is a game between Jebe Shifang and Huangjun Yu, he is not blind and ignorant to come to the Golden Mountain Villa to die. Before he came, he had inquired about the origin of the white-haired boy, and after learning that it was the Wild Clan who had been famous many years ago, he had already made up his mind to give it a go, and there was not much time left for him.
Jebe Shifang left the Golden Mountain Villa and walked more than ten miles to the east, entering the mountains. After deliberately going around a few times, he exhaled a long breath after finding that no one was following, looking a little happy. He took out the clothes he had prepared in advance from a tree hole and changed them, and after fading away from his previous embarrassment, he forcibly cheered up and continued to walk into the mountains for a while, and a simple thatched hut came into view.
"Autumn here is much colder than Mangcang. Outside, Zhebei tightened his clothes and walked lightly into the hut.
"Is it my son Shifang who has returned?" Before Jebel could enter completely, a weak and old woman's voice floated out, obviously calling Jebe Shifang's mother.
"It's the boy who has returned. Jebe quickly went into the back room and saw his mother sitting at the bedside mending her clothes. The old man was dressed in plain clothes, his old face was covered with furrows, but there was an unhealthy paleness, and the old man was now sewing up his son's torn clothes with stitches and threads.
"It's been three days, so I guess it's been done, right?" Three days ago, Jebel Shifang told his mother that he had something important to do and needed to leave home for three days, and he would definitely return after three days, and today was the last day of the three-day return date. This flashed subtle expression, but was caught by the mother who was as careful as a hair, put down the needle and thread in her hand and asked patiently: "Is it that my son has done something bad outside?"
"The child doesn't dare. "Jebe is also a liar, and he hasn't panicked his mother when he lives so big, "I've been helping a big family hunt these days, and he has given me a very generous honorarium, and it's obvious that the child already has money to treat you for a doctor." ”
It turned out that Jebe's mother had a strange disease, and she couldn't see what it was when she visited famous doctors. It was suggested that the imperial capital was the capital of Dali, and that there must be a way to cure his mother's illness by gathering famous doctors from all over the world. He struggled to persuade his mother to come from Mangcang to the imperial capital for treatment, but because they did not have much savings, they had to build a simple thatched hut in the mountains of the imperial capital, and live by hunting and selling money. Knowing that half a month ago, Jebe met a famous doctor in the imperial capital, he boasted that he could cure Jebe's mother's strange illness in Haikou, and prescribed a few medicines for his mother, and the effect was immediately remarkable, and his mother's spirit was better. But the other party opened his mouth to ask for 10,000 taels before continuing the treatment, and a penny was difficult for the hero Han, and Jebe felt powerless against this astronomical amount until that day when he finished selling wild things in the imperial capital and met the middle-aged man.
Yin Hong vomited blood and fainted in the imperial study, and the result of the joint diagnosis and treatment of all the imperial doctors was that there was no big problem with being angry and attacking the heart, but a few doses of the big tonic that strengthened Peiyuan went down Yin Hongrao did not have the slightest intention of waking up. When she was helpless, Feng Guanxia couldn't hide her proud figure, Lin Qianyu arrived in a hurry, dismissed everyone, and said that she wanted a quiet environment for His Majesty to rest. The people present were all smart people, thinking that His Majesty had stayed in Weiyang Palace several times recently, Lin Qianyu, who was receiving holy grace, was not easy to offend and disobey.
Everyone retreated, and there were only Lin Qianyu and Yin Hong in the dormitory. Lin Qianyu stroked Yin Hong's scattered hair and said softly, "Your Majesty, they are all gone." ”
As Yin Hong said, Lin Qianyu is the concubine who knows his mind best. Lin Qianyu received the news that His Majesty was unconscious and helpless in Weiyang Palace, and she panicked at first and hurriedly wanted to visit, but she was thoughtful, and she was full of energy on weekdays, how could Her Majesty, who was in the prime of life, be in a coma all the time, and let the imperial doctors be helpless?
As soon as the words fell, Yin Hong opened his eyes, and his blazing gaze swept away the previous gloom!