Four days later, Yuelai Inn.

Approaching the beginning of winter, the sun is already precious, and in the afternoon, the bright sunlight that is so clear that it reflects the Tyndall effect is pouring in front of the Yuelai Inn.

Yang Ge lay comfortably on the rocking chair in front of his inn, holding a crooked mouth teapot in one hand, and a copy of Wang Jiangling's "Zhuangzi" annotated by Wang Jiangling in the other, focusing on reciting word by word, his mind seemed to have traveled through time and space again, and went to more than 1,800 years ago, together with the famous salted fish among the hundreds of princes, he was lying on the edge of the stream with his torn pillow and erlang's legs, and leisurely shaking his legs and shouting: 'There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, it can't be stewed in a pot, and it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng is big, Need two barbecue grills......'

Perhaps it is the resonance between salted fish, he has read the hundred schools of thought in recent months, most of them can understand but dare not agree, and a few cannot understand but are shocked.

He looked at many of Zhuangzi's ideas and opinions as if he were looking in a mirror, and many of his own views and emotions that he had previously felt twisted and tangled were suddenly straightened out in the process of reading this book, and he often had a feeling of 'oh, so I am like this'.

He felt that his personality was very close to Zhuangzi, but not as transparent and open-minded as Zhuangzi.

The Zhuangzi he recognized through the book "Zhuangzi" is a being who has gone from being enlightened to almost ruthless, and in most of Zhuangzi's views, there is a sense of coldness that "everyone in the world is drunk and I am awake......

The flea squirmed her lips and hesitated for a while before she whispered, "There's news over there in Jiangxi...... The superintendent of the West Factory Wei Hengwei went to Jianghuai by boat, was assassinated, and died... Lost his life in the Yangtze River. ”

Yang Ge tried his best to recall the last time he saw the old guy, but found that the last time was when the old guy went to Chaimen Street with the holy decree of the marquis during the New Year's Festival, and not only did he not give him a good face at that time, but he didn't even leave him a meal.

Xiao Baoqi: "Are you afraid of a dick?" You Mingjiao still have Yang Tianwang here, you can talk to the second master, the group of people in the White Lotus Sect who drink Fu water and drink hysteria are not very good with the second master, this time if you want to provoke the second master again, you will be crippled if you don't die! ”

"Huh?"

"Second brother, second brother......"

Yang Ge slowly closed the book and repeated in a low voice, "Who did you just say is gone?" ”

Shen Va?

"Friendship...... Not shallow! ”

Yang Ge took a deep breath, tried to suppress the sadness and anger in his heart, and said softly: "If you have the result, let me know as soon as possible." ”

He turned and walked lightly back to the inn, walking faster and faster, and when he returned to the patio, he realized that his vest was soaked.

It can even be said that if Wei Heng hadn't let him Yang Ge go with justice in his heart at that time, there might not have been Yang Erlang later......

At the door, Yang Ge looked at the book in his hand motionlessly, but what came to mind was Wei Heng's old face smiling like a chrysanthemum......

The armrest of the rocking chair was crushed by Yang Ge, but he laughed: "Very good, the old guard has been trembling for most of his life, and he has even done a good job of being a good person, looking forward to the future, but as a result, the small head and the small head can't be kept, and the big head and big head can't be kept...... Good, good, good! ”

The same is true of the later corruption nest case in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Wei Heng, who is also the secret envoy of Emperor Xiping, turned a blind eye and pushed the boat down the river, so that he Yang Ge could smoothly send those corrupt officials and corrupt officials in Jiangsu and Zhejiang who disregarded people's lives to the execution ground......

Flea nodded and said in a low voice: "When the second master was in Hangzhou to supervise and behead those corrupt officials, it was Father-in-law Wei who beat his old man...... And as far as I know, in the case of the three major grain merchants, the second master and Yang Tiansheng and Yang Tianwang touched into the Qinjie Garden, and it was also this father-in-law Wei who let the two brothers go. ”

The two complained to each other in a flustered whisper and hurried out the door.

Yang Ge narrowed his eyes, the reluctant smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly turned cold, and he comforted softly: "Don't worry about it, it's really nothing." ”

Zhao Miao: "I thought you were asleep...... What are you thinking? The books are all taken upside down. ”

Yang Tiansheng has Mingjiao and his father Yang Yinghao as the backstage, if he misses and is caught, he may be fine.

The flea swallowed nervously, and said hesitantly: "Second, second master, there is another thing, I don't know if I should talk about it......

Flea said softly: "Father-in-law Wei's corpse is already on the way back to Beijing, and it will pass by Luting in a few days...... The news of our outer building is only a little faster than the West Factory. ”

Xiao Baoqi sat up straight, stared at the flea intently, and asked seriously, "Who did it?" ”

After a moment of silence, the flea whispered, "There's nothing you can't say...... The grandfather of the West Factory Inspector Hengwei died. ”

She stretched out her little hand, turned the "Zhuangzi" in Yang Ge's hand upside down, and stuffed it back into his hand.

Some people are like this, they don't realize how important he is when they are there, and they even dislike him for being a little annoying and a little eye-catching.

The flea glanced at him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva again, and said in a low voice: "The fans of the West Factory only found the body of the Lord of the Guard, but not the head of the Lord of the Guard... Head. ”

Xiao Baoqi: "If you still play a ball, if you continue to play, the second master should treat our brothers as mahjong frustrations!" ”

He said in his heart.

But without violating his rules and reverence, he was willing to do what he thought was right.

Xiao Baoqi wondered: "Fangou doesn't die, what does it have to do with us people?" Do you still do the business of the imperial court in the outer building? ”

The shit looked at the two of them blankly: "Don't fight?" This round is not over yet! ”

None of the points that were withdrawn were Yang Ge......

The flea pestle kept wiping his sweat beside him, and he didn't dare to say a word.

'Who are you, don't you have any points in your heart?' ’

Yang Ge turned his head to look at him: "What's wrong?" Anything else? ”

Xiao Baoqi, who was playing mahjong, saw his hasty appearance and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" Look at the sweat of your brain......"

So much so that he has a sober and almost ruthless understanding of life and death, love and righteousness...... For example, when a friend of Zhuangzi's friends dies, and the friend's relatives and friends weep bitterly and mourn for his death, Zhuangzi can happily go to Daoxi with a detached mentality of congratulating the stage actor on his completion.

Yang Ge closed his eyelids: "Are you sure?" ”

He only knew that his heart was uncomfortably tight at the moment.

"West Factory? Also factory superintendent? ”

Yang Ge felt that he would not be able to reach that cold state in his life, and he didn't want to reach that state, because it was Zhuang Zhou, and he was Yang Ge.

Figuratively speaking, in Zhuangzi's cognition, the whole world is like a large-scale stage play, others can only see the glamorous and gorgeous scenery of the stage play itself, but Zhuangzi can see the tightrope and lighting props behind the stage play, although he himself often can't tell which is true and which is false, but this does not prevent him from seeing through the essence of this stage play.

Flea nodded hurriedly and said, "There are naturally people who doubt it, but if there is no definite evidence for this kind of thing, how dare the little one open his mouth and talk nonsense......"

The hooligan also hurriedly thanked him: "I didn't say it, you fleas can tell your brothers about this, you definitely treat us as brothers, this affection, I Niu Meng wrote it down!" ”

"Good!"

The flea said expressionlessly: "If you are not afraid of being beaten, you can be as loud as possible!" ”

Xiao Baoqi was stunned, came back to his senses, picked up a thumbs and poked in the direction of the inn's door: "...... Matter? ”

Yang Ge raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Not even a suspicious person?" ”

In the case of the three major grain merchants back then, if Wei Heng hadn't pushed the boat down the river, his fire would not have been able to burn the three major grain merchants.

If he, Yang Ge, appeared in front of Shen Fa at that time as the corpse of the assassin who assassinated Qin Cha, then the security guard would definitely push four, five or six, and definitely not because of him Yang Ge to argue with Wei Heng, who was the secret guard of the Great Interior.

Yang Ge finally came back to his senses from the past, raised his eyes and saw Zhao Miao's big eyes flickering with a curious look, and forced a smile: "What's wrong?" ”

After pondering it carefully, Yang Ge realized that he owed that he owed that old man a favor!

'Pushing the boat along the river, pushing the boat along the river, pushing it for a lifetime, and planting itself on the boat pushing ......the boat along the river'

But if Wei Heng had a hint of taking the opportunity to make money at that time, he was more authoritarian and tougher, but he Yang Ge could not do much...... At that time, Yang Erlang did not have the confidence and determination to argue with the imperial court, and as soon as Emperor Xiping's secret decree came out, even if he held all the conclusive evidence of the corrupt officials in Jiangsu and Zhejiang who had no regard for human life, he could only pinch his nose and release him.

That old man, like most official families, also has rules and reverence in his heart.

Wei Heng ...... It can be said that among the many official families that Yang Ge has dealt with, he is the only good man.

The flea wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked at Xiao Baoqi, and then looked at the hooligan on the mahjong table, but did not speak for a while.

Rogue: "Don't ink, go back and deliver the message...... Damn, those stinky fools whose brains were kicked by donkeys in the main altar, but don't eat enough to support this kind of moth, they will die! ”

"......"

Seeing this, Xiao Baoqi lowered his eyelids: "I can't say it, forget it, this circle will be over soon, you ...... the wind."

and the later joint law enforcement of the six divisions, if it weren't for Wei Heng and Shen Fa joining forces to protect the Yuelai Inn family, it is impossible to say that the old shopkeeper's family would have been killed by the dead eunuch in Dongchang......

Yang Ge's pupils shrank suddenly, and the cold aura was like a cold wind blowing in his face, so that the fleas shivered violently, and the whole person straightened up all of a sudden.

In short, the thought of never seeing that old face smiling like a chrysanthemum again, his heart was blocked.

Yang Ge is the one who not only longs for a leisurely trip to the world, but also likes the red dust and fireworks, longs for the independence of the empty valley Youlan, and is eager to drink and eat meat and brag to his confidants, with a face in his early twenties, but with an old soul in his forties, living in the Great Wei under the centralized system, but with a twisted old man with modern thoughts.

He didn't know if it was true or not.

I said I wanted to cry, but it didn't seem to be that kind of thing.

"Who are you talking about?"

Xiao Baoqi's mouth opened wide, and then he hurriedly hugged his fist to the flea and said, "Thank you, brother, whether this matter has anything to do with the White Lotus Sect or not, I Xiao Qi will have a good reward for this matter!" ”

"Click."

Yang Geqiang smiled: "Just say anything you want, am I the kind of person who is looking for someone to be angry?" ”

"Second master."

Flea also stared at him, and then slowly turned his gaze to the hooligan who also looked suspicious: "At present, I haven't found out who did it, but the suspect can't jump out of the Mingjiao, the White Lotus Sect, and the Five Poisons Sect left and right...... The second master is very angry, and the consequences are very serious! ”

Flea hurriedly repeated: "Back to the second master, the grandfather of Hengwei, the superintendent of the Xichang factory, went to Jianghuai by boat, was assassinated, and his soul returned to the Nine Shadows ......."

Zhuangzi believes that human aging, sickness and death are natural laws, and since they are natural laws and Taos, then it should be a correct thing, and since it is a correct thing, then we should not feel sad but happy......

Flea pondered carefully for a moment and replied, "Back to the second master, there is no definite result for the time being. ”

Yang Ge glanced at the book in his hand and smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing, it's just distracted......"

Yang Ge was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and asked softly, "Who did it?" ”

The hooligans and shit on the table also nodded in unison.

Zhao Miao's white and tender little hands swayed vigorously in front of Yang Ge's eyes.

Yang Ge raised his head and glanced at him in confusion, and after seeing clearly that the person who came was a flea, he said casually: "It's a flea, what's wrong?" ”

But Yang Ge was really unrelated and helpless at that time, as long as Wei Heng was a little ruthless, he would kill him, which was no different from killing a chicken.

Later, the old guy went south to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, supervised the encirclement and suppression of the Five Poison Divine Sect by the three divisions of the inner court, and did not come to the inn for a moment after passing by the road pavilion......

After saying that, he forced himself to pick up the book on his lap again and open it, but the flea beside him hesitated to leave.

Yang Ge exhaled, held back his anger, and waved his hand: "Okay, you can play your own way, there is news to inform me......"

Just as Yang Ge was fascinated, fleas cowered beside him and called in a low voice.

As he spoke, they stood up......

But Leng Buding lost that guy all of a sudden, and only then did he realize that that guy seemed to be quite important.

It's insignificant, but it's not that understated......

Yang Ge remembered that someone once said that the biggest regret between people is that they never said goodbye to each other at the last time.

The flea is like being amnestied, nodding like pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, if you have a small news, you will report it to you as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Miao sat next to him on the steps in front of the inn: "Is something wrong?" I just saw Xiao Baoqi and the hooligans, they sneaked through the window like thieves......"

Zhao Miao stared at him suspiciously: "Then what are you thinking just now?" So into the gods? ”

Yang Ge lowered his eyelids and muttered in a low voice, "Fang Cai...... I am reminded of an old friend who traveled far away. ”

(End of chapter)