"Hu Ren is coming?"

"Dude, we're talking about the Khitans. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"The Khitan people are not Hu people? Those Han people in the sixteen states of Yanyun don't they also call themselves Liao?"

"Old man, it's okay to call it a Khitan or a Liao person, but you must not spread the word 'Hu people' everywhere......"

"Lao Tzu has lived in Taiyuan City for decades, when Taizu swept the north, I also served in the army, if it wasn't for this arm injury, Bao Buqi is also a good man in the Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army!

In the tavern, an old man was fighting with a middle-aged literati, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with white hair and hair, but with a flush on his face that only young people have, of course, this flush may be because the middle-aged writer Yu was arguing.

Early in the morning, the tavern had just sent away the guests who had a hangover last night, and the shopkeeper was sleepily cleaning the mess. In the entire Yang's tavern, he was the only one standing, and the bookkeeper who stood in front of the counter on weekdays, who was idle and knocked on the plate, was nowhere to be seen, thinking that he was hangover in the backyard guest room.

"You two, raise your legs, what are you called Lao Tzu or Lao Tzu? The young master is going to say Lao Tzu, you came early in the morning, saying that you want to drink, then I will give you wine to drink, why is it so noisy? Our 'Yang's Tavern' has never opened so early! If you want to drink, be quiet!"

The shopkeeper is not very old, but his courage is not small, he did not fail to see the knife on the waist of this old man with a somewhat deformed hand, nor did he not fail to see the folding fan that the middle-aged literati casually placed on the table was made of pure iron.

These two are people in the rivers and lakes, even from the way they dress, the shopkeeper can be sure, but these two are still people in the martial arts.

The people in the rivers and lakes are different from the people in the martial arts, there are all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes, and there are all kinds of people engaged in all kinds of livelihoods. But people in the martial arts are different from people in the rivers and lakes, of course, this does not mean that people in the martial arts do not do business, do not transport goods, and do not do underworld business. It is said that when people in the martial arts do these things, they will talk about "chivalry", and with their kung fu, they can say that the black is white and the white is black.

But if you win, that is chivalrous and righteous, but if you lose, that is to help the abuse, the truth here, although no one has taught this shopkeeper, but he has worked in this tavern for several years, and the people in the martial arts who have seen it do not say thousands, and it is not a problem for hundreds of people to say a few words.

"What this little friend said is very true, brother, you still dissipate your anger, the Khitan has repeatedly violated my Great Song border, but you may not be able to kill this Taiyuan City......"

"What are you?"

The old man was stunned, but the shopkeeper laughed instead of being angry, he threw a broom, approached the old man, and sneered: "You two don't look at what kind of signboard is hanging outside the door, Taiyuan Yang family......!

The shopkeeper only felt a pain in his abdomen, and his whole body lost strength, and when he lowered his head, he found that the knife on the old man's waist had stabbed into his lower abdomen at some point.

"Taiyuan Yang family, your grandfather and I are surnamed Ke, and my name is Yunfei, and I have never heard of a Yang family in Taiyuan. ”

"Dude, do you want to kill someone if you don't agree?"

The middle-aged scribe grabbed the folding fan on the table, but did not open it, just held it in his hand, and looked at Ke Yunfei with a pair of Danfeng eyes narrowed into two slits.

"Murder? Lao Tzu hates others the most and takes out a signboard to threaten Lao Tzu, this kid is young and has no kung fu at all, why should he speak loudly to Lao Tzu?"

Although the shopkeeper was hit by this fatal knife, he did not die immediately, and after Ke Yunfei told the reason, the shopkeeper's eyes widened. He never expected that in this Taiyuan City, in this Yang Tavern, there would be people who would not be afraid of his owner.

He wanted to call for help, wanted to wake up the shopkeeper and the bookkeeper who was still sleeping peacefully in the backyard and didn't know what had happened, but no matter how strong the shopkeeper's ambition to survive was, what happened next made his calculation empty.

Ke Yunfei didn't look at the dead man under his hand, but he didn't intend to let the shopkeeper wait for death just like that, with a twist of his wrist, the knife that almost pierced the shopkeeper's lower abdomen also turned, which made the smell of blood in the tavern stronger, and also made the silver blade dyed extremely red.

After Ke Yunfei pulled out the knife, he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, his eyes were round, the corners of his mouth twitched, but his chest no longer rose and fell.

"Dude, don't kill people too much......"

Before the middle-aged scholar finished speaking, there was another flash of knife light on the neck of the shopkeeper.

"Yes, it's not enough to kill people, you see, how far this man's head rolls on the ground......"

"Speaking of which, my brother is no longer a person in the underworld, he has already washed his body and gone ashore, right?

"What are we going to do now, where is it like a decent person would do? Don't talk about it, quench your thirst first, and let's go on our way." ”

The middle-aged writer sighed, and after Ke Yunfei wiped the blade clean with Xiao Er's clothes, he stood up, followed behind Ke Yunfei, walked to the pile of wine jars on the side of the counter, took the wine scoop handed by Ke Yunfei, and the two began to drink a whole vat of wine into their stomachs with the wine scoop.

After a while, this vat of wine was drunk into the stomach by the two of them, and when the vat was bottomed, Ke Yunfei wiped his mouth with his sleeve, wiped his wet beard, and burped:

"When I drank enough, I just felt that I hadn't eaten for a day, and my stomach was a little insufficient. ”

Although the middle-aged literati was more gentle than Ke Yunfei, he was only a little more gentle when he was drinking, and he smiled and pointed to the curtain on the side of the lobby.

"There should be bacon or rice in the back kitchen, and it's just so time that we'll clean up the situation as well. ”

"Haha, that's how it should be, that's how it should be. ”

Hearing that there was bacon or rice in the back kitchen, Ke Yunfei, who was already in his sixties, almost clapped his palms like a child, and then strode towards the backyard, and the moment he opened the curtain, the middle-aged literati heard two more screams.

Looking at the human head at his feet, the middle-aged literati couldn't help but sigh and said: "Taiyuan Yang family, what about the Taiyuan Yang family? Taiyuan Yang family can be arrogant? Don't look at the identity of the visitor, do you really think that everyone values the Yang family's signboard?"

While sighing, the middle-aged literati suddenly took up his inner breath and stepped on the man's head, but this kick did not crush the head, and the man's head slipped from under his feet like a loach, and rolled to the side.

“...... Fifth Brother Sun, it's been killed, do you want to come and eat some?" Ke Yunfei's voice came from the backyard, and the middle-aged literati looked at the human head with a wry smile, but saw the dead shopkeeper, who was looking at this side at the moment, with eyes like evil ghost pupils.

"No need, let's deal with it quickly, you eat yours quickly. ”

"What? That tavern in the west of our city was smashed? Big brother, how can you endure this?"

Although Yang Qingtong was only twenty-six years old, his messy and chest-high beard made him look thirty or forty years old. In the current Yang family hall, although Yang Qingtong is the youngest, he is also the oldest.

Yang Qingtong's voice fell, and a delicate woman's voice resounded through the real council hall: "Third brother, it's just a tavern, are we missing a tavern? Besides, now that tavern and the surrounding shops have been burned to the ground in broad daylight, where is the human and material evidence still left? There is no evidence that it is the hand of people in the rivers and lakes, and what kind of thief has overturned the fire candle?"

Yang Qingtong looked at this woman, although her voice was delicate, but this woman had big shoulders and a round waist, and she was covered in meat, and the fat under the cloak had filled this chair. Although she has a black veil to cover her face and wears a cloak, it is impossible to see what she really looks like. But just with her posture, coupled with the voice that is comparable to the top red girl in Qinglou, even her own brother, Yang Qingtong has an urge to gag.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yang Qingtong mustered up the courage and said to his second sister Yang Baiying with difficulty: "Second sister, which petty thief will cut off the head before stealing something? Where are they so bold? Aren't they afraid of being investigated by the government? Besides, who in Taiyuan City doesn't know my Yang family's ......?"

"Yang family? Now that the Yang family's signboard has been smashed, the reason given by the government is that there is a fire, and we will pay a sum of money to cover up the shame of the neighborhood, do you still think that the Yang family's gold-lettered signboard is useful in Taiyuan? Let's just deceive the people of Taiyuan, but which one of the people in the rivers and lakes can't guess who the culprit is? Which one doesn't know who we have offended now?"

"Second sister, you are so sharp-toothed, can you still say that the Wang family is dead?"

A thunderous scolding slashed from the head, and Yang Baiying, who leaned forward slightly, didn't say another half a word, leaned back again, and hit the back of the Hu chair, the "creaking" sound almost made people think that the Hu chair was going to fall apart in the next moment.

"Big brother, can we swallow this breath?"

Yang Qingtong's questioning was not a problem at all for Yang Huangjing, who was sitting in the main seat, he thought that the two visitors were procrastinating, and the murder and arson would be delayed until the middle of the night, but he didn't expect that those two people would be resolute and resolute, driving the road for a day and a night, but they still had the energy to kill people and set fires in the daylight......

Glaring at Yang Qingtong, Yang Huangjing snorted before he said slowly: "If you can't swallow it, you have to swallow it." ”

Yang Qingtong also stopped speaking, after all, his martial arts were taught by this brother, since his brother succeeded to the position of the head of the door ten years ago, the Yang family began to expand in Hedong and Hexi, although I don't know what method my brother used, but with the rise of the status of the rivers and lakes, the entire Yang family dared to confront the majesty of Yang Huangjing, about only Yang Chiji, who is now sitting on the left hand side of Yang Huangjing.

But Yang Chiji, who is the second uncle of his brothers, sisters and brothers, is the brother who supports him the most in the family, and he still chooses not to say a word. Yang Qingtong can also think of Yang Chiji's plan, this second uncle will be like usual, and when his brother makes a decision, he will echo it, right?

"Third brother, I know that you can't be angry, and the brothers below probably can't be angry, but now the people of Shenmen have come to the Wang family to mourn, but at this time, something happened in our family, don't people in Hebei Wulin know who the murderer is? Everyone knows, but which one of you dares to stand up? With Shenmen behind them, the Taiyuan Wang family can't collapse......

"Isn't our Yang family also helping in the court......?

"Shut up. ”

"Shut up. ”

was scolded by the eldest brother and the second sister at the same time, in Yang Qingtong's memory, this is still something that has not happened for ten years.

"What's the matter? Don't they also admit to being 'the same Yang' as us? Why are they not willing to be on our side at this time?"

"Qingtong, you're like a mad dog now, you know?"

"Big brother, you ......"

"Shut up, get out of here, it's too early for you to discuss these things. ”

After staring at Yang Huangjing for a moment, Yang Qingtong finally chose to retreat, because he had realized that he was not only facing the pressure of his brother alone, but also the old man who was holding a cane, sitting on a chair and looking this way, and there was a light in his eyes that was sharp enough to cut people into flesh.

"Reprimanding the junior like this...... Isn't there something wrong?"

"Wrong?"

"Just in front of so many elders in the clan, reprimanding your own brother like this will eventually give people a feeling of brotherly discord. ”

In the council hall now, except for Yang Huangjing, the head of the Yang family who is still sitting on the throne, and Yang Chiji, who seems to be closing his eyes and recuperating, but in fact his heart is as clear as a mirror, there is no third person, and many words can be spit out of their mouths without any scruples between the two uncles and nephews.

"Isn't that what we want?"

"Is this what we want?"

"Isn't it?"

"Do you really believe in Li Fu?"

Yang Chiji's question hit the big stone in Yang Huangjing's heart, so that Yang Huangjing had to choose to face the ending that the Yang family was very likely to come to.

"I don't know who Li Fu is, but I believe the person who delivered the letter to me. ”

"That man...... Who is it?"

"I don't know who his name is, but in addition to being a messenger, he is a friend who has come to our aid. ”

"What?"

"Two friends, come in. ”

"You ......"

On the screen behind Yang Huangjing, two figures appeared, and when the two figures walked in front of Yang Chiji, Yang Chiji's outstretched finger slowly retracted.

"'Ghost Knife' Ke Yunfei!"

"Oh, you know me, fortunately, it is Ke Yunfei below, but since he followed the head of the family, Ke Yunfei is no longer a 'ghost knife' in the rivers and lakes. Seeing that the old man in front of him who was about the same age as himself also knew his name, Ke Yunfei was so excited that he actually clasped his fists and saluted.

"This is ......"

Yang Chiji stopped his gaze on the middle-aged literati again, but he couldn't recognize this person at all.

"Under the surname Sun, the fifth in line, Senior Yang just called me Sun Wu. ”