Chapter 142: How to sell buns

The city of Ziyang was white.

Every house hangs white silk and white lanterns.

The city was solemn, no longer as lively as usual.

The children are all locked up at home, and everyone is afraid that their children will play with others outside and cause trouble.

The prostitution houses, restaurants, and teahouses in the city were closed for three days.

Not only that, but even the little heat between husband and wife at night is much less than in the past.

In the past few days of mourning in the city, the children have cried the most.

If you can't go out to play, you can only harm people at home, and your father and mother have nowhere to spread the fire, so they pick up the soles of their shoes and greet the baby.

The people of the city were not interested in this funeral.

The king of Shu is dead when he dies, anyway, the king of Shu still has a son, but he has a different master in the palace.

Who can still live without dying?

As long as Bazhou is peaceful, who will be the king of Shu and what does it have to do with them?

What made them more interested was how the King of Shu died.

The first king had two sons, and the eldest son inherited the throne, what should the second son do?

Who said that we people in Bazhou don't care about business?

Aren't they concerned about two big things?

It's heartbreaking!

In the palace, in addition to white, there was also crying.

Fan Liye knelt in front of the coffin of the King of Shu, listening to the mother concubine and the other two side concubines of the former king crying in turn, and a burst of depression rose in his heart.

He wasn't afraid to kneel, but why should he be the only one kneeling here?

The eldest succeeds to the throne, and the second keeps filial piety?

Why?

The new king Fan Jiangong can't keep a vigil here, because he still has a lot of important things to deal with.

The biggest thing at the moment is to find out the truth of this matter.

In the study of the king of Shu,

Wei Tiangang and Feng Yuan sat on the left and right, looking at the new Wang Fan Jiangong wearing the crown.

Fan Jiangong's eyes were full of exhaustion, he rubbed his forehead, sighed lightly and said, "Wei Shuai, what you said is true?

After Wei Tiangang thought about it, he felt that he still had to inform Fan Jiangong of what Ye Bei had seen.

What if all of them were deceived by Jia Nanfeng?

He has only been in Ziyang City for more than half a year, and Lu Yiping has followed the king of Shu for more than ten years.

Besides, what good will this do to him Lu Yiping?

Wei Tiangang had a guess in his heart.

Wei Tiangang nodded and said, "Your Majesty, the truth of this matter has not been confirmed, and it is not credible to rely on an ordinary little eunuch alone. Moreover, Mr. Jia suddenly returned to the city, saying that Lu Yiping was a rebel general, and His Royal Highness couldn't judge it for a while, so he couldn't talk nonsense. What's more, Mr. Naja has always been by his side, how dare he say such a thing to his face?"

Fan Jiangong bowed his head lightly and said: "Wei Shuai is reasonable, Xiao Er's move is cautious and handled well. ”

After finishing speaking, he asked again, "What does Wei Shuai think?"

Wei Tiangang coughed lightly and pondered: "Your Majesty, all the truth we know now is what Najia Nanfeng said, if you doubt it, the old man will really not believe it in his heart." ”

Fan Jiangong's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Then according to Wei Shuai's meaning, it is more inclined that Jia Nanfeng is the murderer?"

Wei Tiangang shook his head lightly and said: "Ben Shuai doesn't dare to jump to conclusions in his heart, but if he Jia Nanfeng is by the king's side, the old minister thinks it's better to be more vigilant." In addition, if Yiping dares to come to Ziyang City in person, it means that he has a clear conscience, and we can also give him a chance to defend himself, and if he really shows something, we can also take this opportunity to capture him. ”

Fan Jiangong glanced at Feng Yuan and asked, "What does Vice Marshal Feng think?"

Feng Yuan nodded at Wei Tiangang, looked at Fan Jiangong and said: "Your Majesty, your subordinates think that Wei Shuai is right, and Jia Nanfeng's words alone are indeed not convincing, so we better be cautious." His Majesty has a proposal, it depends on whether Wei Shuai can agree. ”

Fan Jiangong propped his elbows on the desk, leaned forward and said, "What is the proposal?"

Wei Tiangang also looked at Feng Yuan and said, "If the deputy marshal has any proposals, come and listen to them." ”

Feng Yuan pondered for a moment and said: "The current situation is like this, we suspect that Lu Yiping and Yuan Xi are the culprits of the assassination of the first king, and we also suspect that Jia Nanfeng is the real murderer. According to Jia Nanfeng, Yuan Xi and Lu Yiping have left Ziyang City, so the only potential threat around us is his Jia Nanfeng master and apprentice. Therefore, I propose that Jia Nanfeng be transferred out of the palace in the name of protecting Wei Shuai and ordered to protect Wei Shuai. ”

After speaking, he looked at Wei Tiangang and said, "What does Wei Shuai think?"

Wei Tiangang chuckled and said, "Vice Marshal Feng is going to use this marshal as bait?"

Feng Yuan stood up, bowed deeply to Wei Tiangang and said, "Wei Shuai, I, Feng Yuan, have no other thoughts, and I hope you can understand." ”

Fan Jiangong also looked at Wei Tiangang and did not speak.

Wei Tiangang stood up, picked up Feng Yuan, who was bowing, and said, "Vice Marshal Feng doesn't need to be like this, how can this marshal have a grudge against you because of this matter? The old man thinks that your suggestion is good, very good." ”

Fan Jiangong stood up and said, "Wei Shuai, you agreed?"

Wei Tiangang saluted slightly: "Your Majesty, Ben Shuai just wants to see what his purpose is." ”

After speaking, he said to Feng Yuan: "Vice Marshal Feng, the safety of the palace, this marshal will be handed over to you to be responsible, be careful that Yuan Xi will come back again, don't disturb the king." ”

Feng Yuan said: "Wei Shuai, don't worry, if he dares to come on Yuan Xi, I will tell him to go and not return." ”

Fan Jiangong walked up to Wei Tiangang and said, "Wei Shuai, please be more careful." ”

Wei Tiangang smiled and said, "Don't worry, the king!"

After speaking, he saluted Fan Jiangong and said: "Your Majesty, if there is nothing to do, the old minister will leave first, and then the king will order Jia Nanfeng to go directly to the Shuai Mansion immediately." ”

Fan Jiangong nodded and said: "Recently, thanks to Wei Shuai's hard work, you are tired enough, this king is ashamed, you go back to the house to rest early, and I will order someone to send you some supplements when I go back." ”

Wei Tiangang said with a smile: "Then the old minister thanked the king." ”

Feng Yuan also saluted Wei Tiangang and said, "Wei Shuai go slowly!"

Wei Tiangang nodded and turned to leave.

After the door closed, Fan Jiangong returned to his seat, looked at Feng Yuan and said, "Sure enough, as Mr. Jia said, but Mr. Jia doesn't know about the little eunuch, how does Mr. Feng think?"

Feng Yuan said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the problem is in that little eunuch, but he can be arrested and tortured severely." ”

Fan Jiangong nodded and said, "But, I think this matter will be handed over to Hou Mink Temple, after all, that little eunuch is his subordinate." ”

Feng Yuan's heart moved slightly, he looked at Fan Jiangong and said, "Your Majesty, I'm just afraid that Hou Mink Temple won't be able to ask anything." ”

The corners of Fan Jiangong's mouth raised slightly, and he chuckled: "Mr. Feng, you don't know anything about this, don't look at him Hou Mink Temple is a eunuch, he has many means of damage." ”

Feng Yuan said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Hou Mink Temple still has such skills, since this is the case, then I don't need to worry about this matter." ”

After saying that, he stood up and said, "Your Majesty, without further ado, I will make arrangements." ”

Fan Jiangong nodded and said, "In this way, Mr. Feng, you have drawn five hundred elite soldiers from the camp to defend the palace, and in addition, order the army outside the city to stand by in case of mutiny in the city." ”

After speaking, Fan Jiangong whispered to Feng Yuan: "Mr. Feng, at the moment, there is only you who can be trusted by this king." ”

Feng Yuan bowed his head and saluted: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, with me Feng Yuan here, everything will be fine." ”

Fan Jiangong sighed, looked at Feng Yuan, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, is Mr. Jia really okay?"

Feng Yuan asked rhetorically: "Your Majesty, if he Jia Nanfeng wants to be unfavorable to you, I'm afraid that he will make a move long ago, why wait until today?"

Fan Jiangong smiled: "It's this king who is too careful!"

Feng Yuan saluted and said, "The minister will retire!"

With that, he turned and walked out.

Fan Jiangong remembered something and shouted at Feng Yuan's back: "Vice Marshal Feng!"

Feng Yuan turned his head.

Fan Jiangong thought for a while and said, "That water bead will be left to Mr. as a maidservant." ”

Feng Yuan chuckled and nodded.

After Feng Yuan left the study, Hou Mink Temple, who was waiting outside the door, pushed the door and entered, and came to Fan Jiangong's side.

Fan Jiangong, who returned to his seat, pondered for a moment and said to Hou Mink Temple: "Hou Mink Temple, where is the little eunuch named Ye Bei?"

Hou Mink Temple's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Back to the king, Ye Beiren is still in the palace. ”

Fan Jiangong nodded and said, "What did Ye Bei say to Wei Shuai and Xiao Er that day, do you know?"

Hou Diao Temple knelt on the ground and bowed his head and said: "Back to the king's words, when Ye Bei spoke to Wei Shuai and His Second Highness that day, the old slave was far away and didn't hear what he said. ”

Fan Jiangong glanced at the trembling Hou Mink Temple, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Hou Mink Temple, hurry up, this king doesn't mean to blame you, this king has something for you to do, and it is related to him Ye Bei." ”

Hou Mink Temple stood up, bowed to the side and said, "If the king has any orders, the old slave will do it immediately!"

After some explanation, Hou Mink Temple walked out of the study, and then his face became gloomy.

He's a little cub, let's see if we don't tear his mouth.

The study was empty.

Fan Jiangong leaned back in his chair in contemplation.

Before this study discussion, Jia Nanfeng had looked for him with Feng Yuan.

Jia Nanfeng bluntly said that someone might splash dirty water on him, and Wei Shuai probably wouldn't believe what he said.

Everything was as he said.

Fan Jiangong frowned.

Could it be that he Wei Tiangang really wants to be late in the future?

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Feng Yuan went to find Jia Nanfeng first.

After entering the house, Feng Yuan, who was not seated, took the lead in opening his mouth, "Uncle Shi, do you know the little eunuch named Ye Bei?"

"Ye Bei?"

Jia Nanfeng, who was standing beside him, thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "The old man doesn't remember the name of the little eunuch in the palace. ”

Feng Yuan frowned and said, "Uncle Shi, fortunately, you went to find Fan Jiangong in advance, otherwise I'm afraid that our new king would be suspicious of you." ”

Jia Nanfeng hurriedly asked, "Feng Yuan, what happened, why did you say that?"

Feng Yuan said: "That little eunuch named Ye Bei once told Wei Shuai, His Royal Highness, and Lu Yiping that he saw with his own eyes that it was you who shot a hidden weapon and killed the first king. ”

"So it's him?"

Jia Nanfeng suddenly realized: "No wonder he, Lu Yiping, guessed that it was the old man's hand, but he saved the old man from deliberately exposing his flaws." ”

"What?"

Feng Yuan was puzzled and said, "Uncle Shi, what do you mean by this?"

Jia Nanfeng smiled slightly and said: "When I was playing chess with Yuan Xi at that time, the little eunuch was on duty in front of the palace, and I could indeed see the old man make a move. ”

Motioning for Feng Yuan to sit down first, Jia Nanfeng sat down and then said: "I went to Pingnan City with Lu Yiping, I was originally to lure him to attack me, and by the way, let's see if Na Yuanxi returns to Pingnan City." Only when he Yuanxi and Lu Yiping converge together, I can blame Lu Yiping, otherwise it is not enough to just die a king of Shu. ”

Feng Yuan nodded and said: "What Uncle Shi said is extremely true, the first king is dead, and there is a son, even if we kill him Fan Jiangong, it will still be useless, and this matter still depends on that side." ”

Jia Nanfeng tapped on the table and said lightly: "Feng Yuan, even if we have to rely on that side, we must remember that we only have a cooperative relationship with them, not a subordinate relationship. ”

Feng Yuan said in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, what about the future?"

Jia Nanfeng reached into his arms, took out the sign engraved with the word "five" from it, and played with it in his hand.

Looking at the sign flying at his fingertips, Jia Nanfeng sneered: "In the future, let's talk about the future, what we lack at the moment is a justifiable, Feng Yuan, this matter depends on you." ”

Feng Yuan got up and saluted Jia Nan and said, "If you can get the love of your uncle, Feng Yuan is unforgettable." ”

Jia Nanfeng nodded: "Sit down, between you and me, where do you need to be so polite?"

Feng Yuanfu sat down again and asked, "Uncle Shi, what about Ning Kai?"

Jia Nanfeng sneered: "This son thinks I don't know, but I don't know that I already know everything." But he may not be determined to do things over there, in my opinion, if Fan Jiangong gives him some benefits, maybe he can follow him with all his heart. ”

Feng Yuan was silent, this Senior Uncle Jia was so terrifying that he even calculated his own disciples.

Glancing at Feng Yuan, who didn't speak, Jia Nanfeng smiled and said, "What's the matter, do you say bad things about your uncle in your heart?"

Feng Yuan waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm just wondering, since Ning Kai is Uncle Shi's disciple, why doesn't Uncle Shi cultivate him?"

Jia Nanfeng said with a smile: "He is just the eldest disciple of the old man, in the Qingyun Sect, the old man still has two descendants, from now on, this disciple, don't you want to collect as much as you want?"

Sighing, Jia Nanfeng said: "Do you think I don't want to cultivate him Ningyi? It's a pity~"

Jia Nanfeng shook his head.

"What is a pity?" Feng Yuan asked.

Jia Nanfeng looked at Feng Yuan and asked, "Do you know this person?"

"Shoden?"

Feng Yuan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of this person. ”

Jia Nanfeng showed a look of nostalgia on his face, and then sighed and said: "It's normal that you don't know this person, in terms of seniority, you should call him uncle." ”

"Uncle Shi?"

"Yes, he is the old man's own brother, but he was successful in his art back then, and he didn't stay in the sect, and he wanted to be like you now, wanting to show his skills in the army and become a guard, but it's a pity that he chased the wrong person. ”

"Could it be the battle for the throne back then?" Feng Yuan guessed.

Jia Nanfeng nodded, "After that incident, I also inquired about his traces, but I didn't find out, and later I learned that he had joined the command of the king side by side and became an undercover agent in our Bazhou." ”

Feng Yuan glanced at the sign in Jia Nanfeng's hand and asked, "Senior Uncle, if Senior Nephew asks something that shouldn't be asked, when did Senior Uncle take this brand?"

Jia Nanfeng raised the sign in his hand and chuckled: "Are you asking this? This brand has been in my hands for nearly 20 years, and when the man sent this brand to me, I didn't expect that there would really be such a day." ”

Feng Yuan thought for a moment and asked, "Senior Uncle, what is the senior uncle?"

Jia Nanfeng glanced at Feng Yuan and said, "Do you know, what is my greatest confidence right now?"

Feng Yuan's eyes moved slightly.

Jia Nanfeng nodded and said, "Senior brother has achieved great achievements and set foot in that realm." ”

Feng Yuan stood up in surprise and asked, "Uncle Shi, does it really have that kind of realm?"

Jia Nanfeng said: "Senior Uncle, I am a hard worker, if it weren't for Senior Brother to hand over the mundane affairs of the sect to me to take care of, even if I am not as good as Senior Brother, I will not be much different from him." But right now, this step is like a chasm, insurmountable. ”

Feng Yuan was only shocked in his heart.

Jia Nanfeng continued: "As for his Ning Kai, he was actually sent to the sect by Di Shoudian. ”

Feng Yuan's face showed a sudden expression, "No wonder he listens more to the people over there." ”

Jia Nanfeng smiled: "Not really, maybe he will bring us some surprises in the future." ”

Feng Yuan nodded and said, "Uncle Shi, then what should we do next?"

Jia Nanfeng said with a smile: "Just continue to act according to the plan, by the way, Fan Jiangong agreed that the old man would go to Wei Shuai's mansion?"

Feng Yuan nodded and said, "I came to find Uncle Shi for this matter, I think he has a lot of suspicion of Wei Shuai." ”

Jia Nanfeng said with a look of disdain: "It's just a puddle of mud, being able to be the king of Shu is just his fate, even that Fan Liye is better than him." ”

Speaking of Fan Liye, Jia Nanfeng looked at Feng Yuan and said: "Fan Jiangong, you have to say more 'good things' for Fan Liye, the protagonists of our bureau have to rely on these two brothers." ”

After finishing speaking, he stood up and said to Feng Yuan: "You go and get busy, I'll just go to Wei Shuai's mansion alone." ”

After Feng Yuan left, Jia Nanfeng cleaned up a little and set off for Wei Tiangang's mansion.

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Yuan Xi was dressed in civilian clothes and swaggered towards the city gate.

There was a notice posted at the gate of the city, and Yuan Xi leaned over and craned his neck to look at it a few times.

It turned out to be a sign of the succession of a new king.

Shaking his head, Yuan Xi was very sorry in his heart that he didn't even have his own wanted warrant.

He also wanted to see what he could look like on the wanted post.

Originally, Fan Jiangong was wanted by the whole city, but this matter was rejected by Wei Shuai.

Fan Liye and Feng Yuan also refused the matter.

Wei Tiangang believes that this matter is related to the face of the palace and should not be publicized.

Regarding the cause of the death of Fan Jingtian, the king of Shu, the palace said to the world that there were only two words, violent illness.

This is also the reason why the people of the city are so suspicious of this matter.

Feng Yuan seconded Wei Tiangang's words.

And Fan Liye believes that Yuan Xi's martial arts are strong, even if he posts a notice, he will only startle the snake, it is better to send people who fought with Yuan Xi that day as a secret sentinel to keep an eye on the city, and if he finds Yuan Xi's traces, he will immediately report to the palace.

After entering the city, Yuan Xi remembered the steamed buns he had bought before.

The steamed buns stuffed with fresh meat and green onions cost two cents a piece, although it is half a penny more expensive than Pingnancheng, but it is better than the delicious taste.

Besides, a mere half-penny is nothing for today's Yuan Xi.

When he arrived at the steamed bun shop, Yuan Xi saw that there were a lot of steamed buns left, and he wondered: "Uncle, why are there so many steamed buns left today?"

The seller of steamed buns was an uncle in his fifties, seeing that a guest came to buy steamed buns, he habitually greeted him with a smile, and then suddenly remembered what time it was, and hurriedly put away his smiling face, nodded to Yuan Xi and said, "How many do you want to buy?"

After speaking, he grabbed a piece of oiled paper with one hand and put it in the cage drawer, and with the other hand picked up the bamboo clip used to hold the bun.

Yuan Xi saw the change in the store's expression in his eyes, and said with a smile: "This uncle, just take six, I didn't buy four last time." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly glanced left and right, and whispered to Yuan Xi: "I said this little brother, are you dying? What time is it? Do you still dare to laugh?"

Seeing Yuan Xi's puzzled look, the uncle who sold steamed buns said: "I see that you have just entered the city, but there should be a notice posted at the gate of the city, besides, don't you see white lanterns hanging in every house?"

Yuan Xi nodded and said, "I saw it, isn't it the great funeral of the first king!"

The uncle who sold steamed buns hurriedly reached out and patted Yuan Xi's arm and said, "Don't dare to talk nonsense." ”

After speaking, he quickly picked up six buns and wrapped them in oiled paper, handed them to Yuan Xi and said, "Today's business is not good, the buns are three cents for two, you can give nine cents." ”

Yuan Xi picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, took out the money bag from his arms, took out Jiuwen money, and handed it over.

Seeing that Yuan Xi's money bag was bulging, this steamed bun seller felt some remorse in his heart.

carelessly, this person is not from the city at first glance, and he can't be a repeat customer.

Besides, looking at this person's money bag, he is also a master of money.

The more the uncle thought about it, the more he felt that he had lost money, so he said to Yuan Xi, who was still standing in front of the shop and eating steamed buns: "Let's buy it, let's leave quickly after buying!"

Yuan Xi was stunned for a moment, why did this store still turn his face and deny people, he had just patronized his business, besides, didn't he just laugh a few times, and it could still bring disaster to him?

Seeing that Yuan Xipestle was not moving there, the more the uncle thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wanted to clean up the stall.

Seeing that the store was cleaning up the stall, Yuan Xi, who had already eaten three steamed buns, hurriedly beckoned: "Uncle, uncle, don't worry, bring me six more steamed buns, and wrap them in a few more pieces of oiled paper." ”

Yuan Xi wanted to buy a few more and save them for after dark.

When he heard that this little brother was going to buy a few, this uncle felt a little more comfortable.

He divided the six buns into two portions, carefully wrapped them in a few sheets of oiled paper, tied them with straw ropes, and handed them to Yuan Xi.

Taking advantage of his efforts to pack the buns, Yuan Xi had already eaten the remaining buns.

Licking his lips, Yuan Xi took out the money bag and took out the nine coins.

The uncle who sold steamed buns waved his hand and said, "Hey~ Little brother, this time it's not nine cents, it should be eighteen cents." ”

Yuan Xi was puzzled: "I just bought six buns for nine yuan, and now I have bought six more, how can it become eighteen yuan?" Uncle, there is something wrong with your accounting!"

The steamed bun seller shook the steamed bun in his hand and said, "Don't you see that the steamed bun has been packed? ”

Yuan Xi thought about it, it is also such a reason, anyway, people sell it like this, and they are willing to sell, so there is no question of loss or not.

After saying "oh", Yuan Xi took out Jiuwen money again.

Taking the bun, Yuan Xi turned around and left.

Not far away, a person glanced at Yuan Xi, made a gesture in two directions, and walked in the direction of the palace.

The eyeliner in the city is led by Ning Kai.

Although he hadn't been officially appointed yet, Ning Kai knew that maybe it wouldn't be long before Gao Shou's position would be his.

Hearing that Yuan Xi had entered the city, Ning Kai wanted to go out to find out, and then thought about it, Master Jia Nanfeng was in Wei Shuai's mansion, so he gave up.

He didn't want to die.

The sky is getting dark, and people keep coming to report Yuan Xi's whereabouts.

Hearing that Yuan Xiren was already near the Shuaifu, Ning Kai sneered and got up to find Fan Jiangong.