From Kunming to the capital, it took more than three months to walk along the way, and it was also the season of plum yellow in June. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The criminal department took the lead in a four-grade military attaché, halfway to report that someone wanted to rob the prisoner, his heart was furious, he was strong in martial arts, and he wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for himself in front of the people of the capital, so he urged the mount, raised the whip and worked hard, flying hooves in the huge capital, I don't know how many passers-by were frightened. I finally arrived, only to learn that the gangsters who hijacked the prisoner car had left, and I couldn't help but be disappointed early in the morning.

Huo Wei saw that the criminal department came to answer, greatly relieved, hurriedly stepped forward in three or two steps, arched and made a gesture, and reported to the door, the military attache glanced at Huo Wei and everyone with a grin, and then raised his hand to return the salute, and then jumped off the horse, and the soldiers behind also dismounted. Huo Wei took two steps forward and said to the military attaché: "Let me introduce you, this is the son of the prince of Pingxi." The military attache hugged his fists and said: "Xiaguan Qin Dapeng, I have seen the little prince." Wu Yinglin returned the salute and said, "General Qin, the two of us are meeting for the first time, please take care of me." Qin Dapeng said: "The lower officials came late, and almost let these Diao people rob the prisoners, otherwise, the knife in my hand is not vegetarian." As he spoke, he pressed the hilt of the sword.

Wu Yinglin said: "The people present were in a riot, and they wanted to rush up and rob the prisoner car, but they didn't expect that at the feet of the Son of Heaven, these people were so bold, if they were in Yunnan, my father would have taken the lead in correcting the law." There was a great deal of disappointment in the words. When Qin Dapeng heard this, he wanted to play the prestige of the landlord, and Wu Yinglin was the son of Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi. Immediately said: "Little prince, please rest assured, when the lower officials drive these untouchables away, if anyone wants to make trouble, it is the crime of rebellion, and he can be punished by the nine clans." After speaking, he pointed to the lively people around him, and shouted: "You chaotic people, what do you want to do, do you know that the cage is filled with felons from the DPRK and China, if anyone wants to lead the trouble, first arrest him and then sit in the nine clans in a row, and destroy him all over the house." Xiong Jiao looked at the people present, looking invincible. A man at the front shouted: "We don't come to see the excitement, and show the law, when are we going to arrest people, is the world of the Qing Dynasty not even allowed to see the excitement?" The Qing soldier shouted: "You untouchables, you dare to argue with the officials of the court, you are really impatient." The people present saw that they were so fierce, who dared to say nothing, and they were afraid of being bullied on weekdays, knowing that if they were careless in their words and deeds, they would be killed, and after a short time, they would be scattered.

Wu Yinglin watched happily from the sidelines, clapped his hands and said, "General Qin, it's really majestic." Qin Dapeng said: "Thanks to the praise of the little prince, this is the duty of the lower officials." These foolish people can't be too nice to them, and if they are too good to them, they have to make inches. Wu Yinglin said: "It's the pole, it's the pole." Qin Dapeng bowed down and said, "Without further ado, we have to escort the two prisoners to the Punishment Department." Lord Shangshu is waiting. Little Wangye, please!" Wu Yinglin was injured on the buttocks and still couldn't ride a horse, so he returned to the sedan chair. The group was escorted by Qin Dapeng and a group of Qing soldiers, and walked towards the criminal department.

After Li Xiangru entered the city, he saw a large group of men and horses heading north from a distance, and hurriedly retreated to catch up. The first time he came to the capital, the prosperity and wealth of the capital, the wide streets, and the flow of people were incomparable. He watched his parents being escorted into the gate of the criminal department, and his heart sank little by little, but there was nothing he could do. The only thing he could do was wait. What to wait for, he couldn't tell.

In any case, there is hope when there is waiting.

Wu Yinglin, Huo Wei and his entourage followed Qin Dapeng to the Criminal Department to make a delivery, and handed over Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan to the Criminal Department, and then they took a deep breath, and everyone felt relaxed. Wu Yinglin led the crowd to live in another garden that Wu Sangui had purchased in the capital. didn't care about the injury on his buttocks, so he brought the silver ticket jewelry he brought with him, and moved up and down according to the list that Wu Sangui had opened in advance. Wu Yinglin selected two personal entourage, called Huo Wei and Wang Shihao to accompany him, and the rest of the people each rewarded five taels of silver tickets, allowing them to go around the capital freely.

Li Xiangru was concerned about the safety of his parents, and only walked around the street in front of the lobby of the criminal department every day, hoping to find out what news. However, the entrance of the criminal department was extremely heavily guarded, and as long as there was a slight approach, there were guards guarding the door who came close to scold. Li Xiangru could only wander on the street a few feet away from the gate of the Criminal Department, and more than ten days passed like this, during which he stared at the entry and exit of the personnel at the gate of the Criminal Department day and night, although there were felons who were taken to Xishikou and beheaded in less than three or two days, but he was not his father, and he finally got a moment of peace in his heart.

Because of his shabby clothes and dirty and dirty body, although he walked around the gate of the Criminal Department every day, the guards of the Criminal Department did not care, thinking that he was just an ordinary little beggar. Because there are beggars everywhere in the streets and alleys of Beijing, the beggars are a big gang in the rivers and lakes, and the beggars are everywhere, from the eighty-year-old man to the three or five-year-old children, all of whom may be members of the beggar gang. And the people in the beggar gang eat ten square meals, you don't give him alms, don't worry, but you must not offend, let alone bully, otherwise once the people in the beggar gang are annoyed, they will do everything possible to find revenge. Although those beggars usually go their own way and ignore no one, once the people in the gang are bullied, they immediately unite, twist into a rope, and unite with the outside world, which is also one of the rules of the beggar gang, and it is also one of the important reasons why the beggar gang is powerful in the world. Those guards are open-eyed people, and you just don't set foot in my jurisdiction anyway, so I won't ignore you. Therefore, Li Xiangru walked around the gate of the Criminal Department every day, but did not arouse the slightest suspicion.

Li Xiangru observed the movement in Bailili, and slept on the platform under the eaves of the shop opposite the criminal department at night, fortunately this was June, it was the hot season, and even if he slept on the street, he didn't feel cold. Every day in the dead of night, Li Xiangru practiced the moves contained in the graphics on the "Nanhua Heart Sutra", and for more than three months, he practiced the graphic moves of a book to the fullest. Every time I practice, I feel different. Every time he practiced, his internal strength would increase by one point, but he didn't know it.

On this night, as usual, when there was no one on the street, Li Xiangru sat cross-legged on the platform, and according to the pattern contained in the book, he lay on his side on the ground with his left hand, his left foot bent and his right foot raised and obliquely flying, and his eyes slightly closed. Imagine the human figure depicted in the picture, guiding the flow of breath.