After Lao Jing swore an oath, he remembered what Qi Jingzhi had said to Yongmen Di before, and immediately took the initiative to ask Ying with great insight: "When the battalion lieutenant first came to the royal capital, I think he still doesn't know where the official office of the Hook Chen Academy is, so Lao Jing will lead the way for the adult!" ”

As it spoke, it tried to reach for the reins of the Spotted Slave, but found that there was no such thing on the black and white tiger-striped beast, so it had to smile and turn and walk ahead.

Qi Jingzhi naturally motioned for Bannu to follow, and he finally had time to take a good look at the Xuanhe atmosphere in the Great Qi Capital.

In fact, as long as it does not involve the so-called "strange forces and chaos", Meng Fuzi is happy to tell the children in the private school about his study tour and the world's history, and Qi Jingzhi has heard such descriptions from him more than once.

"Linzi three hundred Lu, Zhang Yuan into yin, sweat into rain, shoulder to shoulder with ......"

"On the way to Linzi, the hub hits, and the shoulder rubs. Even the curtain is formed, the curtain is raised, the sweat becomes the rain, the family is rich and rich, and the ambition is high and high. ”

This is talking about the bank of the Zi River, the densely populated, rich and prosperous scene of the capital of the Great Qi Kingdom.

"Linzi is very rich and real, and its people are all flutes, drums, beating, playing the piano, cockfighting, dogs, six bo, and juju......"

This is to say that the people in the capital have both money and leisure, and as rich and noble idlers, they have all kinds of pastimes and pleasures. This article is also the most desirable for the children in Songling County who have never seen the world.

So, when this kind of humane scene that he had heard many times but could never imagine was really unfolding in front of him, the boy finally truly understood what it meant to "rub shoulders one after another", what it meant to "sweat into rain", and what it meant to "aim high and raise your mind".

Fortunately, whether it is the black and white tiger striped beast or the golden token on the young man's waist, it undoubtedly has a deterrent effect, no matter how high the ambitions of the people in the capital are, no matter how shoulder to shoulder on the street, Qi Jingzhi did not feel the slightest crowding, and there was enough spacious space left and right in front and back.

However, that's all, the people on the street have long been accustomed to seeing the big world, and after rightly expressing their awe, they have never really stayed away, and are still busy with their own livelihood and fun.

Along the way, Zhu, Se, Zhu, Qin and other music are endless, attracting many people to stop and listen, not to mention those places that set up the game of the color head, but also the audience is blocked, the previous moment many spectators and gamblers are still staring, holding their breath and concentrating, the whole field can be heard by falling needles, the next moment suddenly set off a tide of sound waves, chickens and dogs barking, people shouting horses neighing, clapping applause, stomping feet, cheers, cursing, shaking the roof tiles, boiling the sky.

As far as Qi Jingzhi's eyes could see, he happened to see a store plaque with the words "Yongmen Piano Shop" written on it, and immediately asked curiously: "This Yongmen clan...... Is there a lot of power in the national capital? ”

After all, Jixia Lao Jing is a spirit who has accumulated years, not only is he deaf and clear, but he also takes Qi Jingzhi's expression and words into his heart, and he can also clearly send his reply into the ears of the young man: "What's this...... Originally, it costs money to ask me to inquire about the news, but the Yongmen clan is a big family in the capital, especially in Xicheng, the battalion lieutenant can find a lot of news by looking for anyone, and the small one will not collect money with a conscience. ”

Qi Jingzhi laughed when he heard this, just because the other party's words were clearly reaching out to ask for money.

However, Lao Jing did not hide his philistine and cunning, it seems that as he said before, the so-called errand of supervising the city is really just a false name, and his own duty is still to protect the media in the ghost market and eat two brokers.

In fact, there are also this kind of well-informed and extremely wild city fox society rats in Songling County, Qi Jingzhi in order to enter the city to deliver goods conveniently, he also used mountain goods to guard the door, so he knows how to deal with this kind of person best.

So, he took out a mountain money in his reluctant gaze and threw it to the old man under the mountain.

"Oh, that's a lot! The little Xie Yingwei is rewarded! ”

How vicious was the old man's eyes, the money for buying the mountain was held in the palm of his hand, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After the two of them stayed away from the "Yongmen Qin Shop", this seemingly sad, poor, honest and deceitful guy said: "There are three city gates to the west of the royal capital, Yongmen is in the middle, Shenmen is in the north, and Jimen is in the south. ”

"This Yongmen clan originated from the surname Jiang, which was originally the queen of the Qing Dynasty, the Jiang Qi clan, and later the bloodline gradually became estranged from the lord of the country, so it was separated, and because he lived near the left side of Yongmen, he took the name of the place as the clan, which is a large family in the west of the city."

"You have also seen that old man Yongmen Di, among the spirits in the west of the city, he is a figure like an ancestor, but he is just a retainer of the Yongmen clan."

Qi Jingzhi bowed his head lightly when he heard this, since it is a country of two thousand years and the capital of the Nine Ancestors King, there will naturally be families and families who rest with the country and coexist with the city in this city.

He immediately asked curiously, "What outstanding people are there in the Yongmen clan now?" ”

Jixia Lao Jing showed an indescribable look on his face: "The Yongmen clan has gone back to the back in recent years, and there have been two generations of father and son heads who fought for the country and died in the border fields, and they were all buried by the lord of the country with the gift of a military marquis. ”

"Most of the outstanding clansmen of the same generation as these two military marquis also died in the battle, and it can be said that the family is full of mourning, so that now the heads of the family are young people and half-grown children."

"The contemporary head of the Yongmen clan is the only remaining seedling in the main lineage of the sect, named Yongmen Zi Zhou, who is weak and has an outstanding demeanor, but he is unwilling to inherit the military foundation of his father, but he is famous in the capital in the name of being good at the piano."

It is said that after listening to his piano music, the lord of the country burst into tears on the spot, saying left and right: Zizhou Xu moved the palace signs, waved the feather horns slightly, and finally made a song. The few people heard it, regarded the heaven and the earth as if a finger, forgot death and life, in a trance, such as seeing the country ruined and the fall of the season, the temple collapsed, the first king lost his blood and food, the palace was barren, all as Qiaoshan pasture! ”

Hearing this, the corners of Qi Jingzhi's mouth hooked up a sneering arc: "Playing such a mourning song for the death of the country in front of the lord of the country, Yongmen Zizhou was not cut on the spot?"

Jixia Lao Jing shook his head: "It is rumored that when Yongmen Zizhou heard the comments of the lord of the country, he remembered his father and ancestors who died on the battlefield, and his heart gave birth to the worry of the decline of the family and the decline of the ancestral industry. ”

"The lord of the country mourned, personally lowered the rank to help Yongmen Zizhou, stroked his back and said: What is the wealth of a thousand years? The piano of Yongmen is good and sad! The descendants of the loyal martyrs are so sad, although the widow is weak, how can he endure the Yongmen clan's heirs? ”

"So the lord of the country issued an edict on the spot, and Zhou Yin, the son of Yongmen, sealed the Marquis of Le'an, and actually awarded the assistant lieutenant of Taichang Temple, specializing in correcting the music rhythm and harmonizing the law."

Speaking of this, even the old man under the Jixia could not hide his sigh on his face: "Alas, if it weren't for this, with the status of the old man of Yongmen, how could he let the good retainers of the Yongmen clan be inappropriate, and work all day long in the ancient streets and alleys in the west of the city?" ”

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi was obviously walking in the bustling and lively street market, but he felt a chill in his heart.

He was silent for a long time, and then spoke again: "Put aside the affairs of the Yongmen clan, I see that you know a lot about the movements in the court, how much do you know about the Second Northern Expansion, Gaoyutan and Anfenghou, or the old palace of King Huan?" ”

Regarding Qi Jingzhi's question, the old man was stupid.

It looked at the young man suspiciously: "Isn't the battalion captain still having the intention of killing the little one, and wants to kill the little one on the charge of arguing about the government and politics?" Just now, when I mentioned the affairs of the Yongmen clan and the Le Anhou, I only talked about them, and I didn't have a single sentence about the government! ”

The corners of Qi Jingzhi's mouth hooked: "The first two things are just that, the old palace of King Huan is not involved in court politics, right?" ”

Jixia Lao Jing hurriedly shook his head: "Although it does not involve the government and politics, it is a matter of the first king, where does the little one dare to chew the root of his tongue?" And again......"

It paused: "Besides, the money you gave before is not enough!" ”

Qi Jing was stunned, and then smiled dumbly: "You are a knowledgeable person, but I still have a lot of use to keep the money to buy the mountain, but I don't dare to squander it too much." ”

In his opinion, the Linde Mountain Rhyme contained in the money for buying the mountain can not only be used to give birth to Kongqing, but also may have a miraculous effect on the dragon corpse of Shangleng Mountain in the future, so naturally he must leave most of it in case of safety, but on the contrary, this young master of Linshan must not follow him to the Northland, otherwise once there is a mistake, he will have no face to see Lao Xiao's seniors.

Qi Jingzhi thought for a while, turned over his palm and took out a prison uniform that emitted the stench of rotten flesh: "What do you think of this thing?" ”

When the old man saw this prison uniform at first glance, his face became more and more miserable, and he said that he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, for fear that he would be thrown into the newly opened Hook Chen Yuan prison by this young battalion lieutenant and become the first resident among them.

Fortunately, it had good eyesight after all, and soon noticed the peculiarity of this prison uniform, and a glint flashed under its eyes: "This is...... The remnants of the dead man's clothes? ”

Of the four corpses of the dead, this prison uniform was undoubtedly the most obscure and unpleasant.

Qi Jingzhi threw it to Jixia Lao Jing without care, and said bluntly: "Let's say it first, this thing is not for you, but for you to sell on your behalf, in exchange for the essence of the moon, or the essence of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism." ”

"There is not only one ghost market in the capital, what is the general market of these above-mentioned things, I can know with a little inquiry. As long as it's the same as the market price, no matter how much you make from this sale, it's your job, and I don't care about it. ”

If you really want to talk about it, most of the things like the clothes and corpses of the dead, most of the Zen Master Zhenjue and Peng Yuanbao will not want it, and it is just right to throw it into the ghost market to sell.

At that moment, I saw that the supervisor of the ghost market blinked, trying his best to hide the coveting meaning in his eyes.

It frowned and hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly agreed, folding the prison uniform with its hands and feet, and habitually bargaining: "Good to teach the Lord to know, the remains of this dead man's clothes ......"

"It's barely passable in terms of appearance alone, but it's a pity that it's a prison uniform, after all, it's a little unlucky, can it be sold, how long can it be sold, and what price can it be sold, and the small ones don't dare to pack tickets."

"Oh? Not necessarily, right? ”

Qi Jingzhi glanced at the old man with a smile, and said leisurely: "The hatred of suffering, the resentment of death, attached to his clothes, sitting up like life, cold, pungent taste, non-toxic, accumulating decay, parasitic soul." ”

"Bad luck is for the living, for spirits and ghosts...... Isn't it better to be less obscure the better? I don't dare to say that this prison uniform is the best of the dead's clothes, but it's not as unbearable as you say, right? ”

When the words fell, I saw that the old man of Jixia, the city supervisor, was already as pale as earth, with a pitiful appearance that he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, and his waist bent a little: "What the battalion captain said is reasonable!" ”

"It is true that there are many spirits and ghosts who are willing to spend a lot of money to buy the remains of a deceased man's clothes to recuperate their souls, and there are many buyers who use this thing to save the souls of their relatives because they are reluctant to die."

"Then there are those gods who are in the shade of the court, and they are bought back to honor their own ghosts and ancestors, or the ghosts and gods who have plenty of money to reward the yin of the throne...... In short, things like dead clothes have always been extremely sought-after in ghost markets. ”

"Is that so......" Qi Jingzhi sighed secretly.

He really never thought that these unlucky and useless dead clothes could be so useful.

So, the corner of the young battalion lieutenant's mouth hooked: "Although I haven't been to the ghost market in Wangdu, and I have never seen the dead clothes sold in it, but the condition can be as good as mine, but I'm afraid there aren't many, right?" Again, you can make the difference, but you have to refer to the real market price, don't lose your conscience. ”

"Oh, you're such a knowledgeable person! I don't know real people with my eyes, and I will never dare to make ghosts in front of adults in the future! ”

Jixia Lao Jing was almost about to cry: "Let me say it bluntly, there are not many dead clothes in such good condition, it is unheard of and unseen!" Even if it doesn't want to live and commits suicide, it should always leave some traces, but there is not even a hole in this whole body! With this article alone, the price doubled and I said it all after I took it! ”

After another temptation and tug-of-war, Qi Jingzhi finally nodded and found a place for this useless thing that he couldn't despise, and at the same time, the old man also negotiated a deal, which was a great joy for everyone.

This Jixia prison city held the prison uniform in his arms, and then said sincerely: "The few things that the battalion captain asked about before involved several recent major policies of the imperial court, I really don't know, and I don't dare to inquire rashly, there are too many eyes in this city!" ”

"As for King Huan's old palace, I also know very little. There is only one thing, that is, there is an ancestor on the platform of King Nahuan and in the Shou Palace! ”

"Ancestor?"

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be surprised: "Similar to the spirit ancestors of Yongmen Di and Mrs. Kui? ”

Jixia Lao Jing nodded and shook his head: "I'm afraid it's much more luxurious than them!" ”

"The essence of the old court, the famous man, such as a doctor, Tsing Yi and big ears, call it to make people suitable for the general!"

"As long as the battalion lieutenant can get the green eyes of the old ancestor, in the future, it will be okay to worship the marquis and even the king of the earth! Hey, when it comes to his old man's sake, it's not so much the spirit of the old court as the god of the longevity palace! ”

Seeing the yearning and reverence on the face of the old man under Jixia, Qi Jingzhi actually wanted to ask, which book did you see from the left and the right? Shouldn't it be like the Yellow Calendar, every family in the royal capital has a copy, right?

"The spirit of the old court, the god of the longevity palace...... Make people suitable for the king will ......"

The young battalion lieutenant's thoughts were telegraphed, and he already understood why the lord of the country would allocate the old palace of King Huan to the Hook Chen Academy, and it turned out that there was such a reason.

Look, it is still the spirit that knows the spirit best, and before Lishan Guangye only said that Huanwangtai was empty and conducive to the troops, but he didn't expect the stubble of the god of Shougong.

"In this way, even if Langyajun is not in the capital, there is no need to worry that the Hook Chen Courtyard will be leaderless and unpresiding."

(End of chapter)