He Wenhua, the shopkeeper of the Yongmeng Building in Chi Yucheng today.

Originally, he was just a porter of the household yamen, he deserved to be lucky, the first assistant to vigorously set up the Yongmeng building industry, the funds could not be in place from time to time, there was no way to be the head of the officialdom had to go to the household department to ask for silver, he did not wear an official uniform and dressed normally, and put on a famous post, which reads: "The most money-poor person in the world." ’

This is the first time I've seen such a famous post.

The household room is a place of fragrant gluttony, and the people who ask the old man of the household department to do things and take the silver are all good words with them first, and it is common to give a few taels of silver to a reward generously.

Yu Jingyang is the hardest working person in the world, and he is also the most moneyless person.

It's impossible to tip.

He Wenhua picked up and put down the name post, put it down and picked it up again, Yu Jingyang was old in the officialdom and asked for money in a superficial way, so he naturally couldn't hide it, He Nai's salary just yesterday was not only for his daughter-in-law's living expenses and left three taels for Qingqing to buy candy to eat, but there was only one or two pieces of silver left in his pocket to buy books, and this silver would not be given to him, so he could only stand and giggle awkwardly.

He Wen's kung fu was in place, and he said with a smile that the adults in the palace were busy, and I was afraid that they would not be able to meet him for a while, so let him wait, and put down the name card casually after speaking.

This waited so much that Yu Jingyang waited for three days.

Every day, as soon as the scholar came to report to the Yamen of the Ministry of Household on time, he was even more punctual than the guards on duty.

No, He Wenhua really had no choice, so he beckoned Yu Jingyang, who had been basking in the sun for three days, to his side, and said: "Sir, it's not that I don't help you, it's really that the officials inside are too busy these days, and I don't have time to see you. ”

The reader kept thanking him with a very humble smile.

He Wenhua picked up the pen and said, "Sir, please tell me your name." ”

Reading humane: "Yu Jingyang." ”

He Wenhua put down the pen and said: "Sir, let's not play with anyone, do you know who Yu Jingyang is, that is the first assistant of the dynasty, how can he use himself for the silver, the officials inside are not allowed to send him to his house quickly, tell me what your name is?"

The reader was a little anxious and said, "My name is really Yu Jingyang." ”

He Wenhua's patience ran out, put down the pen, sat on the chair, grim face, learned the appearance of a big man, and said: "If you are Yu Jingyang, I am still the emperor today, get out of ....."

At this time, the senior official surnamed Song found the movement.

Seeing that Lord Shoufu came to the door in person, the little Jiujiu in his heart almost broke his appearance, thinking that his account of making money was flawless, and there would be no horseshoe, so he didn't dare to run over in a hurry, and the affectionate scream of Lord Yu was not good.

The good-looking reader in front of him is really Yu Jingyang.

He Wenhua has indeed not become the emperor of today, although the fright is frightened, the brain changes quite quickly, and immediately took up the pen and respectfully wrote the words "today's hardest mermaid Jingyang" on the name post and handed it to Yu Jingyang.

Yu Jingyang took it with a smile, and read the famous post, although He Wenhua is a dog who looks down on people, the literal kung fu is really good, and the thin gold style is written in a very good manner, and he praised it sincerely: "Very good words." ”

In this way, He Wenhua's heart, which was almost jumping to his throat, could be regarded as being put back in his stomach.

A few days ago, he was comfortably basking in the sun in the gatehouse, he suddenly received an order to ask him to come to this pool of jade city to be the shopkeeper of the brave building, there is a lot of oil and water in the household department every year, and people who want to come in are in groups, He Wenhua's first reaction is that Yu Jingyang's grudge is that he has a grudge, and he has the heart to rectify him, the order has come He Wenhua has no courage to slip away, so he can only come to the post with a crying face and fear, and he is not less worried along the way, for fear that Yu Jingyang will let the assassin kill him halfway.

When I arrived at Chiyu City, I realized that the oil and water here were much stronger than the small gatehouse of the household.

Yongmenglou is the industry of the Zhongyan Dynasty, with an official background, and the head snake in the north gate and other places has to retreat three points in the horizon, and the identity of the big shopkeeper is equivalent to the official of the feudal territory.

In the past few days, He Wenhua has eaten and socialized every day, the gifts have not been less, the benefits have not been less, and the income is more than that of the porter who has been working for ten years.

The only thing that made this shopkeeper He a little uncomfortable was that he heard that the third shopkeeper of the headquarters was here.

Soon, he promoted him to reuse his Yongmenglou, the actual controller of the mermaid Jingyang sent a letter, the third shopkeeper has a light grade and a stubborn personality, and the silver money can only be given once, his words Chi Yu Yongmenglou can act cheaply, which is equivalent to a gold medal, He Wenhua has since had a reliance on Jing Ming to fight haha.

He Wenhua didn't go out to socialize today, so he let the cook cook a few small dishes in Fengtian to drink and enjoy himself.

A string of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

It's a little guy Komatsu who specializes in serving him.

Xiao Song originally knew how to be polite, and he wouldn't be loud when he walked and talked, but now he almost took the wrong medicine, and he pushed the hidden door open without knocking, holding his cheek with one hand, the half of his cheek was red with fingerprints, it seemed that he was beaten, and the two eyes were more aggrieved than the little girl, and said, "Master, the third shopkeeper is here." ”

He Wenhua put down his chopsticks and said, "He will come when he comes, what are you afraid of?"

"Master, he beat me," Komatsu cried.

He Wenhua's face was embarrassed, and he said: "He Jing Ming is really so lawless, can he beat people casually with the identity of the third shopkeeper?"

At this time, Jing Ming walked in from outside the house.

He Wenhua's complexion took a 180-degree turn, from the calm and majestic old man just now to a smaller man than Xiao Song, and said with a flattering smile on his waist: "The third shopkeeper, you are here, please take a seat." ”

Jing Ming was not polite to this guy, and sat down at the table after his eyes swept the furnishings in the room.

Most of the ornaments in the house are very luxurious, the colored porcelain in front of the middle hall comes from the hands of everyone in the previous dynasty, not to mention thousands of taels of silver, with what culture that meager salary naturally can't afford it, it is the head snake in Chiyu City to please him sent, there is also a simple sword under the middle hall, the origin of this sword can be big, the person who sent the sword said that it is the authentic Qingshan handwriting, although He Culture does not learn the sword, when it does not prevent him from placing it as a façade is not.

Jing Ming twisted peanuts and put them in his mouth, and said, "He Da shopkeeper is so good, such a room of antique porcelain must cost a lot of silver, right?"

He Wenhua has already said that he is neither humble nor arrogant: "Yongmeng Building is the industry of the imperial court, and my words and deeds outside are related to the face of the imperial court. ”

When he said the word 'imperial court', he deliberately accentuated his tone, undoubtedly to beat Jing Ming.

Jing Ming didn't delve into this matter, and said, "Do you know the famous tiger of Chi Yu City?"

Yongmeng Building's industry is multi-polar, from the gladiatorial arena to the Qian Zhuang, and relying on Zhongyan's top spy organization Fengwang, the ability to spy on news is naturally first-class, Jing Ming determined that Gao Yiya's teaching Ming Cui'er swordsmanship was to inform Ming Hu'er that after he was in his hands, he thought of Yongmeng Lou to determine where Ming Hu'er's exact location was.

He Wenhua's mind changed rapidly, and the little kid in front of him didn't seem to be easy to fool, and said: "I know this person, he was originally a famous gangster in this area, just because he offended Boss Wang, he was secretly cleared by his henchmen brother in the north gate, and his whereabouts are unknown at this time." ”

Jing Ming picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth again, chewed it gently, and said, "He's not dead." ”

He Wenhua pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh?"

Jing Ming said: "Does Shopkeeper He know where he is?"

He Wenhua hurriedly shook his head and said: "Yongmenglou is mainly engaged in business acquisitions here, and the business of inquiring about news has been progressing slowly, Minghu'er was originally one of the many gangster leaders in the city, and there was little attention to this kind of character in the building, and the third shopkeeper really didn't know where he was." ”

Jing Ming stood up and went to the table in the middle hall.

He Wenhua followed him with his waist bent, and couldn't help but be proud in his heart, what about the three shopkeepers, when he came to my He Wenhua's chassis, he didn't have to listen to me obediently.

Jing Ming stretched out his hand and picked up the dazzling porcelain in front of the table, and said, "Chenghua colorful jade bottle?"

He Wenhua said: "The good eyesight of the three shopkeepers. ”

Jing Ming put the bottle in front of his eyes and looked left and right, and said: "The color of the bottle fired during the Chenghua period is bright and enduring, and the craftsmanship is indeed lost in this life, I heard that a bottle has been fried to tens of thousands of taels of silver, and there are many imitations today, in fact, it is not difficult to burn the color of this bottle, mainly because they have a unique anti-counterfeiting technique, and the bottom of the bottle burned out by the orthodox official kiln in that year has left the word Chenghua." ”

He Wenhua said with a smile: "The three shopkeepers are very knowledgeable. ”

What happened next directly broke the shopkeeper who had been laughing.

As soon as Jing Ming's hands were loosened, the Chenghua colored jade bottle worth almost 10,000 taels of silver fell to the ground into worthless pieces, picked up the fragments at the bottom, and said happily: "Sure enough, there is the word Chenghua, this bottle is real." ”

He Wenhua's flesh was hurting, and his face wanted to laugh, but he couldn't pretend to be able to do it, so he became this picture of crying and laughing.

Jing Ming dropped the fragments and asked the question just now: "Does Shopkeeper He know where he is?"

He Wenhua said angrily: "I don't know. ”

At this time, Jing Ming had already drawn out the sword that was rumored to be a relic of Qingshan, the sword light flowed like water, the blade was delicate, the sword spine was straight and straight, and the sword aura was brilliant after it was unsheathed, it was a rare sword.

Jing Ming held the hilt of the sword in one hand, stretched out two fingers in the other hand to hold the tip of the sword, and said: "To measure whether a sword is good or not, you can't just look at whether it is sharp or not, there is also a very important point that cannot be ignored, that is, toughness, this sword looks good, when I dare to conclude that the toughness is not enough to be useful, you see." ”

Between the words, the two young men used their hands at the same time, and the straight sword body suddenly became a fish's back, and when the back of the shrimp was stretched, and the tip of the sword touched the hilt, only to hear a jump, and a good sword became two.

The young man threw his hand on the ground and said, "Lord He, now you believe my words, this sword is not good." ”

He Wenhua's heart was dripping blood, he once took this sword to the pawnshop to evaluate the sword, and offered a sky-high price of 50,000 taels of silver, but he didn't sell it, and it was indeed cut off at this moment.

Jing Ming said, "Now, does Lord He know where Minghu'er is hidden?"

He Wenhua is worthy of being the person that Yu Jingyang likes, but his backbone is not weak, and two words popped out from between his teeth: "I don't know." ”

Jing Ming smiled, as if He Wenhua had this answer in his expectation, his eyes swept to the surroundings of the house, and said: "He Da shopkeeper, in fact, I also have a little research on architecture, the walls of this house are thick and easy to hide the dark pavilion, maybe the previous owner left in a hurry, and left some private money inside the wall, I will help you find it." ”

The porcelain is broken, how can the culture endure.

The sword is broken, and He Wenhua is still enduring.

Inside the wall was his savings to make a fortune, how could he still endure it, and shouted loudly: "When Liu Zhisheng was about to kill Minghu'er, he was rescued by people from another obscure organization in the city, 'Dark Night Thirty-Five', and he was hiding in the poor jade building in Taiwu District at this time. ”

"Haha~~"

Jing Ming laughed and said, "How good is this." ”

After speaking, the young man had already walked out of the Yongmeng Building.

After Xiao Song confirmed that Jing Ming had gone away, he came to the side of He Wenhua, the shopkeeper who was squatting on the ground looking at the broken porcelain and the broken sword, and sighed sadly, and said, "I'm afraid that the strength of the three monarchs in the thirty-five in the dark night, will there be danger for the three shopkeepers to go this time?"

"Hmph... He Wenhua sneered and said, "I just want him to die." ”

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the house again.

He Wenhua's heart tightened.

He was nervous, and the face that was enough to wake him up in his sleep at night reappeared, and said with a smile: "He Da Shopkeeper actually knows a lot about architecture, or help you see if there is any private money left by the previous owner in the wall, I have always been generous, if I find a layer for you." ”