The scholar shook his head and said, "These two factions of dog-eat-dog, a mouthful of hair, are not a good thing. ”

The rich merchant let out an "oh", quite surprised, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The scholar said: "This Liu Song is very powerful, under the jurisdiction of Jinyiwei, holding military aircraft, and his authority is the most amazing." If there is anyone in the court who can compete with it, it is another traitor, Chen Hong. This person is a eunuch who is the master of ceremonies and the eunuch of Bingbi, and is also in charge of the East Factory, and he is also a cruel and murderous traitor. These two factions each co-opted their ministers, did everything, and when they met loyal people, the two factions framed together. Between each other, there is an endless fight, no day or rest. ”

The rich merchant was dumbfounded when he heard this, and exclaimed, "Isn't there anyone in a huge court who presides over justice?"

The scholar sighed: "These days, people can't read, they have no backbone. On the contrary, a few martial artists have made a lot of achievements. It's like the Marquis of Ning Yuan, the governor of the Five Armies, Yang Chengliang, Lord Yang......"

The scholar was in the middle of his sentence when he was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Ouyang Bei hurriedly looked over, and saw that the person who grabbed the scholar was wearing a flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife hanging from his waist, and his expression was very arrogant.

Ouyang Bei's heart sank, and he said secretly: "It's Jinyiwei's person!"

The brocade guard grabbed the scholar and scolded, "His grandmother's, what kind of bullshit are you putting around? Lord Liu's name, is it also what you call casually?"

The scholar retorted: "He is not today, why should I be called?"

The brocade guard was furious and shouted, "You still dare to say!" His right hand was raised high, and the sword flashed, and he was about to cut it down.

Ouyang Bei was taken aback, and hurriedly took out the meteor hammer secretly, and was about to help, but he was still a step too slow.

With a bang, the scholar's head fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground.

When the guests of the inn saw this, they were so frightened that they immediately screamed loudly.

Seeing that the people in the inn were panicked, the brocade guard immediately shouted: "This person is arrogant in discussing the government and has committed a capital crime, I am here to correct the law on the spot and eliminate harm for the people! What are you afraid of?"

When the people saw him looking at them with anger on his face, they hurriedly lowered their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.

Ouyang Bei was so angry that his whole body trembled, but the person was dead, what could he do?

I saw that the brocade guard stepped forward, grabbed the rich businessman, and shouted: "You are good at discussing government affairs with him, and it is not a good thing, so you should show it to the public!"

The rich merchant trembled in fright, knelt on the ground and shouted, "My lord, spare your life!"

Seeing that he was dressed richly, the brocade guard sneered: "His grandmother's, if you want Lao Tzu to spare you, it won't be difficult." A thousand taels of silver, not even one less. ”

The rich merchant said in a trembling voice: "Want money......? That's easy to do. As he spoke, he took out all the silver tickets on his body and gave them with trembling hands.

When the brocade guard saw that the rich merchant was very rich, he shouted, "Spare your life first!" and kicked the merchant to the ground, and then lifted the scholar's head, and walked away. The rich merchant was left trembling on the ground, and a headless corpse lay in the inn.

Ouyang Bei saw two big injustices in one day, but he was powerless, and said secretly: "It seems that this Liu Song is a big sinner, if I can overthrow this person, I will have a price for my hard work." ”

Ouyang Bei saw that Jingshi was too chaotic, so he returned to the room early, meditated and rested, and waited for it to be dark, and then went to Tongluo Hutong.

When he arrived at the unitary, Ouyang Bei pushed the window to look out, only to see the sun setting in the west and lanterns lit on the street. He took a deep breath, sorted out the disguise on his face, then changed into luxurious clothes, hid the letterhead and salt in his arms, pretended to be a businessman, and walked towards Lord Zhai Yu's mansion.

Ouyang Bei followed the guidance of the innkeeper, slowly walked to an alley and looked into the distance, the alley was brightly lit, the Zhumen was luxurious, and there were the official residences of the imperial court officials everywhere, it seemed that this was the famous Causeway Hutong.

Ouyang Bei knew that there were many wealthy giants here, and he was afraid of revealing his whereabouts, so he was even more cautious for a while.

He stops and goes, and whenever he encounters a critical situation, he immediately turns around and runs.

When I got to the entrance of the alley, I was about to dodge into the alley, when I suddenly saw several people dressed as guards walking in the distance. Ouyang Bei was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around and found a sheltered place to hide in the meantime, avoiding those people.

Ouyang Bei was in danger at this time, and he was cautious in everything. He squinted and saw that the guards had already walked out of the alley, and then let him in.

After walking a few steps, I have seen a mansion with a magnificent scale, looking at it in the moonlight, the plaque on the door reads "The Mansion of the Ministry of War" several gilded characters, it seems that this is the mansion of Lord Zhai Yu.

Ouyang Bei knew that he was going to meet Zhai Yu, and he was worried that he was just a little catcher in Yangzhou, and he didn't know if he could win the trust of the dignified Lord Shangshu with this salt quote in his arms.

But when it comes to his innocence, dozens of innocent lives, how can he not give it a try?

Ouyang Bei was nervous in his heart, and walked a few steps forward, not far away. Suddenly, the lantern hanging at the door was not lit, the gate was deeply locked, and looking at the darkness, Ouyang Bei was shocked in his heart. According to the intuition of handling cases in the past, I just felt bad. He took a deep breath and turned his head to look nearby, but there was no one but himself.

He felt a little relieved and thought, "I don't have to procrastinate, if there are idle people waiting for me for a while, don't find out my identity." ”

Ouyang Bei settled down, slowly walked to the door, and was about to reach out and knock on the door, when he suddenly saw a piece of paper pasted on the door, as if it was an announcement.

Ouyang Bei's heart sank, and he hurriedly stretched out his head to look, only to see that the paper was a seal, which read, "Zhai Yu is corrupt and abuses power, fake public and private interests, investigate and deal with his duties, confiscate the whole family's property, and execute his personality." ”

Ouyang Beida was shocked, couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, took a step back, only to feel a buzzing in his head, and stood on the spot.

His mind turned sharply: "What should I do? This Lord Zhai Yu's mud bodhisattva crossing the river is difficult to protect himself, and he has been completely defeated and killed, I have traveled thousands of miles, but I am waiting for this kind of piggyback, what should I do now? What should I do next?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a long laugh behind him, and one of them said coldly: "Ouyang Zhutou, there is a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no way for hell to come and go wow!"

Ouyang Bei gasped, looked back, and saw a person looking at him coldly, it was Yu Chufei, the "fish intestine sword" who chased and killed him for thousands of miles!

Ouyang Bei was shocked and frightened, and in a panic, he just wanted to turn around and run, but he saw a person walking in front of him, looking at him proudly.

He fixed his eyes and saw that this person's face was like a fire, and the red and purple were even more hideous in this night, it was the brutal and abnormal "Chixiao Sword" Xiao Jushuang.

Ouyang Bei couldn't help but weaken his legs, and he only heard the sound of laughter all over the place.

He peeked over, but saw that the "Zhanlu Sword" Hong Tianji, the "Tai'a Sword" Leng Bingfeng, the "Cadre Sword" Ye Chengliang and other good hands were all around.

It seems that all the good men of the East China Sea Sect have gathered here.

Ouyang Bei's legs could no longer hold on, and he sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, and his ears suddenly sounded the words that Jia Jingzong, the prefect of Yangzhou, said to him that day: "Although the world is big, there is nowhere to go for you! Don't say that your Nanzhili chief is gone, you can't even save this life! Your family and friends, all of them are going to be in a big disaster!"

Ouyang Bei looked up to the sky and sighed, knowing that in the past few months of running and fleeing, everything was in vain. He knew that his death time had come, but he was no longer afraid in his heart, but he had a feeling of unwillingness.

Yu Chufei walked up to Ouyang Bei's side and sneered: "Ouyang Zhutou, how is it?

Ouyang Bei nodded, slowly stood up, and walked out of the alley on his own.

The people of the Donghai faction saw that he could not fly with wings, so they all followed him.

Ouyang Bei looked up at the sky, only to see the bright moon hanging high, and the cold moonlight shone on him, indescribably bleak and lonely. He suddenly remembered the moonlit night in Yangzhou, and wondered what happened to those old subordinates?

He had five flavors churning in his heart, and he sighed with thousands of emotions, Ouyang Bei slowly walked to the alley by himself, and saw that it was steaming next to the alley, but it was a stall selling wontons that was cooking wontons, and he suddenly felt a little hungry.

He looked back at the people of the Donghai faction, and saw that one person was not tall, and he knew that it was Ye Chengliang, the "cadre sword", who was quite famous in the past, but he was involuntarily.

Ouyang Bei looked at Ye Chengliang and said lightly: "Ye Daxia, I want to eat a bowl of wontons." ”

That Ye Chengliang respected him for running thousands of miles without relentlessness, it was a hero's doing, but he was in the East China Sea faction, and he couldn't disobey the orders of the master, so he sighed at the moment: "Ouyang catches the head, please!"

When Yu Chufei and others heard this, they were all dissatisfied.

Ye Chengling shook his head and said: "Don't be too desperate to be a man, just treat this meal as his severed head!"

Ouyang Bei walked to the side of the wonton stall and said in a low voice, "Shopkeeper, come to a bowl of wontons." ”

The wonton seller skillfully moved the stool and said with a smile: "Cheng! This uncle is so good, my wonton filling is big and thin-skinned, the taste is authentic, and you will be satisfied." ”

Ouyang Bei sighed and sat down on his own.

The shopkeeper shouted to the people of the Donghai faction again: "Ladies and gentlemen, on this cold day, you can also come and eat a bowl of hot wontons?"

The people of the East China Sea faction ignored it. Yu Chufei snorted and said, "You hurry up and cook, don't be troublesome!"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "It's okay, there's no such blessing!" As he spoke, he boiled the wontons, and after a while, he brought a big bowl of wontons to Ouyang Bei.

Ouyang Bei looked at the hot wontons in front of him, and suddenly his heart was sour, and he almost burst into tears.

Thinking that he was upright in his life, he was about to take over as the chief catcher of Nan Zhili, but a disaster flew from the sky, and he was going to die here today, and this bowl of wontons was his last meal.

The shopkeeper said, "This uncle, eat it quickly! It's cold, and if you don't eat this wonton, it's going to be cold soon." ”

Ouyang Bei smiled slightly bitterly, raised the soup spoon, and served a plump wonton.

The wonton was eaten in his mouth, but tears fell into the bowl like beads of broken thread.