Chapter 219: A Turning Point (1)

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Fanxi County is located in the west of Xiahe County, south of Fuyang County, and northeast of Cangsheng County, and is a small county among the 26 counties of Dahua.

Among the six state capitals under its jurisdiction, Qianshui City is the smallest one, only 30 miles from east to west, and only 40 miles from north to south, with no more than 50,000 registered households.

However, according to Duanmu Yu's correspondence, the Julu King more than 300 years ago changed his surname Chen and hid in this Qianshui City.

According to the letter, more than 600 of his cronies changed his surname to Chen. At that time, the situation was chaotic and there were almost no officials to govern, they killed all the people of this poor town, forged a false genealogy, and later bribed the local household officials to apply for a nationality citation, and finally avoided the arrest of the Dahua court.

The first thing Yu Lingyi did after rushing to Qianshui City was to spend money on the officials of the state capital in the name of looking for his ancestors, and went to the political secretary's yamen to check the registration of Qianshui City. Unfortunately, the previous historical materials have been lost, and only records of nearly 120 years can be found.

If you can't find a file from more than 300 years ago, you can't go down from the source. Fortunately, the surname Chen is a small surname in Qianshui City, and there are only more than 300 households in the whole territory, and the slightly larger ones can be counted on one hand.

In the past two days, he has visited the homes of more than 10 people surnamed Chen, but he still has no clue.

Just now, Yu Lingyi found a small rich family surnamed Chen in this "Beiwei Lane", and after a little temptation, he returned disappointed. He was already guilty of sin, and he only hoped that this matter would be completed as soon as possible, hoping to atone for his sins, but he didn't want the process to be so frustrated.

Although the city is small, the people's livelihood is very rich: pedestrians in robes and silk come and go on the bluestone-paved streets, the buildings on both sides are full of customers, and the shouts from inside come one after another...

"That's not right. When the Julu King settled down incognito in Qianshui City, he not only had more than 600 cronies around him, but also countless silver and silk assets. It stands to reason that no matter how much the descendants waste and toss, they should not fall to the point of being nameless. If there are any mistakes or omissions in the meantime, I should sort them out. Yu Lingyi thought secretly.

"Eat noodles, eat noodles, fragrant knife-cut noodles!"...

At the time of the meal, Yu Lingyi was indeed a little hungry, smelled the fragrance of broth, and followed the taste.

"Eat noodles, eat noodles, fragrant knife-cut noodles... ... Hey, this uncle, have a bowl of broth knife noodles?" The stall owner was a sturdy man in his early thirties, smiling and asking passers-by.

Yu Lingyi walked to the stall and said to the stall owner: "Bring me a bowl of noodle broth." ”

Seeing the business, the stall owner was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Okay, wait a while, I'll cook it for you." As he spoke, he picked up the dough board with his left hand, held a small knife with his right hand, and shaved the noodles into the pot.

"Listening to the uncle's accent, is it a foreigner?" the stall owner asked with a smile, and said to himself again without waiting for anyone to answer, "The knife noodles of our old An's family are known to everyone in Julu Lane, and they are hundreds of years old..."

Julu Lane...

Judeer Lane?

The King of the Giant Deer?

Yu Lingyi eased up, his face tightened, and he immediately took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve pocket, and said to the stall owner with an anxious face: "Big brother, I have a piece of broken silver to buy all your noodles." Today's noodle stall will not be set up for now, you can tell me about this Julu Lane!"

... ...

As soon as he came out of Lingchengzhai, Xu Yanye's originally smiling face collapsed in an instant.

Soldiers are dangerous, and although they can often achieve unexpected results, they are also easy to put themselves in a desperate situation.

Shicai, he told Zhang Suiguang that Yi Qilin, Yun Xiaomeng, and An Wuyu had all agreed to the Xu family to hold a martial arts conference in Ruozhou, which was not the truth.

Xu Yigong did find the three of them, however, only An Wuyu agreed to hold a martial arts conference in Ruozhou. The Xu and An families are on good terms, and An Wuyu has never been like a person who has ambitions to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and his promise to this matter was expected.

The other Yi Qilin and Yun Xiaomeng are not so easy to talk to. When Xu Yigong came to the branch of the Imperial Wind Dart Bureau to discuss the matter with the two, Yun Xiaomeng refused, "Why not in Qingzhou, but Ruozhou?"

Obviously, Su Xin Gong has formed an alliance with the Wind Dart Bureau.

If you want to talk about a single influence, neither the Wind Dart Bureau nor the Suxin Palace can compare to the Xu family or the Salt Gang. But if the two of them are aligned, then whether it is the Salt Gang or the Xu family, they will never take advantage of the slightest advantage.

Another point, when he came out this time, he didn't get the permission of his father Xu Xiaoyi, he left a letter and ran out secretly.

The Xu family has always been entrusted with mediating this matter, and it has always been Xu Yigong, his cousin.

"Whew, now that the words have been spoken, let the lie come true over there!" Xu Qiye took a deep breath and said to himself in his heart.

"Let's go, go back to the second master. With that, he jumped on his horse and disappeared at the end of the winding path.

... ...

Although the noodle stall business is good, it sells at most 30 to 40 bowls of noodles a day, and the money spent on buying noodles and meat is only 40 or 50 yuan.

The broken silver in Yu Lingyi's hand, although it is not an official ingot, is bigger than a peanut, and the color is enough, the stall owner glanced at it a few times, and estimated that it weighed about seven yuan, which was 1,100 yuan, which was enough to get more than 20 days of hardship.

"Hehe... Hehe, uncle is not joking? The stall owner replied with a smile. There was a clear intention in his words.

"Take it and clean up your noodle stand. Today I have a treat, find a better restaurant, and we sit down to eat and drink while chatting. Yu Lingyi stuffed the broken silver into his hand and said with a smile.

"Julu Lane... Can't be wrong. ”

With the silver in his hand, the stall owner believed that it was true, thanked him busily, and quickly cleaned up the noodle stall.

The two chose an "An's Restaurant" to sit down, picked the best private room, and ordered the best wine and food.

"Hehe..." From the time I received the ingot of broken silver to the time I sat down in this "Five Lakes Style" room, the laughter of the noodle stall owner never stopped.

Selling noodles on the street is a low-profit livelihood, and looking at the face of the stall owner, he should be old and young, and he will not be too rich if he wants to come to his home. This kind of good restaurant in the city, if it weren't for Yu Lingyi to be the owner today, I'm afraid that he might not have the opportunity to come once in his life.

Soon, the wine and food were all on the table, and the five flavors were scattered for a while, urging people to relish.

"Pingshui meets, and I don't ask where I come from, today the big brother is open to eat and drink!"

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