Early the next morning, Li Yuantong, who was dressed in ordinary people's clothes, hurriedly came to the post house and told Mo Yan that Lord Liu Yong had set off and asked them to follow quickly.

Looking at the bruises on Li Yuantong's face, Mo Yan asked, "It doesn't matter what your injuries are." ”

"It's out of the way, by the way, what happened to those guys?"

"Taught them a lesson. Mo Yan smiled slightly.

"Lord Liu is in a hurry, it's too late to get you Wukongxun, so I can only get it after I return to Beijing after Yunnan's affairs are done. Now let's go, the horse is already waiting outside. Li Yuantong urged.

Mo Yan hurriedly went back to the room to clean up briefly, put the yellow jacket into the storage bag, and after greeting the Na Lahong family, he hurriedly left the post house with Li Yuantong, the two turned over and got on their horses, and soon after leaving the city, they caught up with Liu Yong's carriage, so they followed slowly behind.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Mo asked.

"Lord Liu said that Li Shuyao, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, has a lot of eyeliners in Beijing, and he is afraid that someone will report the news after a long time. ”

"Why don't you take the three-horse fast train, how long will this one-horse slow train take to reach Kunming?"

"The fast train was too bumpy, and the old man's body couldn't stand it. Li Yuantong explained.

"Brother Li, what kind of person is this Liu Yong?"

"He is a Qing official of this dynasty," Li Yuantong introduced what he knew about Liu Yong to Mo Yan.

Liu Yong, the word Chongru, the name Shi'an, a native of Zhucheng, Shandong, his father Liu Tongxun also served as a high-ranking official in the Qianlong Dynasty, and has always been known for his outspokenness.

This Liu Yong is poorly dressed, coarse grains and rice, loves pancakes and green onions, lives an extremely simple life, never greedy for a penny of food, and does not set foot in Fengyue places, and is deeply loved by the people. At the same time, he is also a famous calligrapher, especially Xiao Kai, who is unparalleled in this dynasty.

Mo Yan was silent, no matter how clean an official you are, you can't wash away the blood of the Xu family on your hands, you wait, Jiangsu Xuezheng Liu Yong must pay the price for what he did back then.

Although a horse's cart did not go fast, they got up early and rested late almost day and night, and the food and lodging on the way were very simple, he carried pancakes and green onions, and when he was hungry, he rolled one up, and there was a pungent smell when he spoke.

This day, when he arrived in Ankang County, Xing'an Prefecture, Shaanxi, there was an express car with three horses on the official road from behind, and when the car passed by Mo Yan's side, he heard someone in the car seem to be surprised "Huh", and then the car went away.

However, Mo Yan didn't care.

On the speeding carriage, there was the son of the Wen family, this person was named Wen Shaobai, known as the "pink-faced scholar" in the rivers and lakes, and was the only son of the old lady Wen of the Wulin family in eastern Sichuan. Although he already has a wife and concubine, he has no children, probably because he has become a surname and is weak because he is weak in the grass and yang qi everywhere. In eastern Sichuan, wherever there is a woman in the picture, whether he is married or not, he has to get it, and people are afraid of the power of the Wen family, so they often swallow their anger and dare not speak out, or simply go away to avoid right and wrong.

This time I came to the capital to look for flowers and ask willows, but unexpectedly encountered a hard stubble in the Qingyin small class in Goolan Hutong, not only Gongzi Wen Shaobai was hit by a hidden weapon and caused paraplegia in the lower half of his body, but even the two Wen masters who protected him Hua Qian and Yuexia also lost one hand each. That night, the two sent Wen Shaobai to Tongrentang Pharmacy for treatment, but they couldn't diagnose what kind of hidden weapon he was injured. It was only found that the foot sun bladder meridian was damaged, which seriously injured the qi of both kidneys, and the male root was wasted, not only did there be no possibility of erection, but also the lower limbs were paraplegic. Although the palms of the two people under the flower and the moon hurt their muscles and veins, they can slowly recover some of their functions, but their martial arts will weaken a lot.

The next day, they went to the Qingyin small class again, and found the old bustard to find out that the guests in the room yesterday were Li Yuantong, the guard of the Great Interior, and the other was his friend named Mo Yan. The two thought that at the foot of the Son of Heaven in the capital, the guards in the palace were not easy to mess with, so it was better to go back to Sichuan East to report to the old man first, so they hired a three-horse express car to carry Wen Gongzi all the way home, but they didn't expect to meet Li Yuantong and Mo Yan on the way to Ankang.

"Are you two right?" asked Wen Gongzi while lying in the carriage.

"That's right, Childe, it's the big internal guards Li Yuantong and Mo Yan. "Before the flower and under the moon, I promise not to recognize the wrong person.

"Haha, it's really a narrow road, they actually bumped into my Wen family's territory, there is a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell, you want to break in. Hurry, hurry up to Dazhou to see my father. Wen Shaobai gritted his teeth and said.

They traveled under the stars and nights, and finally arrived at the Wenjia Manor at the foot of Cuiping Mountain in Dazhou City early the next morning. The carriage stopped in the courtyard, and Hua Qian and Yuexia carried Wen Shaobai into the hall, and the old man Wen and his wife hurried over when they heard the news.

"Shaobai, what's wrong with you?" When the old lady Wen saw her son like this, she immediately cried and wiped her tears.

After listening to Hua Qianyuexia's statement, Old Man Wen's face was pale, and no one in the rivers and lakes had ever dared to do this to the Wen family, it was simply too deceitful.

"When will these two people arrive in the state?" asked Old Man Wen.

"It is estimated that they will be able to reach it in two days, and they will be followed by a carriage, and I don't know who is in it. ”

"It doesn't matter who he is, since he has cut off the incense of my Wen family, the old man will want their lives. Old Man Wen smashed down with a punch and smashed a big hole in the rosewood table.

"Master, it is not a problem for the inner guard Li Yuantong to have mediocre martial arts, but that Mo Remnant should not be underestimated, this person's martial arts are strange, I don't know what kind of secret weapon he uses, and he can't be guarded against without a trace. Said before the flower.

"Yes, sir, the palms of my two were shot through but we didn't find out what the hidden weapon was. Tsukishita confirmed.

"Well, immediately fly the pigeon and send a message to Wudang Mountain to inform him if necessary, let him come to help in the battle. Old Man Wen commanded.

"Yes, sir. "Hanamae hurried out.

"Under the moon, help the young master to go in and rest, and then go and invite the best Lang Zhong in Dazhou. ”

Yuexia picked up Wen Shaobai and went back to the room, and the old lady Wen also cried and followed behind.

The old lady immediately ordered someone to summon the heads of all the halls in eastern Sichuan to come to the discussion, and sent a special henchman to ask Bashan Poison to go down the mountain to help, and the Wen family forces in eastern Sichuan were quickly mobilized, and a big war was about to begin.

In the evening of the same day, if Wudang Mountain Wulong Guanwen needs to receive a flying pigeon book, after reading it, he can't help but secretly rejoice, it turns out that Mo Yan, who has been struggling to pursue, actually went to Ankang Road, needless to say that the carriage must be carrying Jin Danzi, it is estimated that they probably went all the way into Guizhou through eastern Sichuan and returned to Dali's hometown in western Yunnan. The last time Xingshi mobilized the crowd to encircle and suppress Shennongjia, the result was to return with a feather, this time since it strayed into the sphere of influence of the Wen family in eastern Sichuan, it was a great opportunity. Old Man Wen just wanted to kill him to avenge Shaobai, and he didn't know about the secret books of martial arts, so he could fish in troubled waters and achieve his goals with the help of the Wen family's forces.

Without further ado, he immediately called Jin Zhenzi and told him that he would go back to his hometown in Sichuan to deal with some things, and he would temporarily take charge of Guanzhong affairs during this period. After arranging everything, he went down the mountain alone with the Five Dragon Sword, and rode a fast horse to the east of Sichuan in the starry night.

Dazhou, also known as "Tongzhou", belongs to Pakistan in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the people are fierce and bandits are rampant since ancient times. The Wen family has been entrenched here for more than 100 years, there are more than 10 halls, and it is the largest underworld force in eastern Sichuan.

At dusk, Liu Yong got off the carriage, stood at the mountain pass to stretch his muscles, overlooked the misty mountains, and said with emotion: "Ming said that you can reach the state, when Yuan Zhi degraded Tongzhou as Sima, at that time the people were sparsely populated, snakes and insects were in charge, he worked hard, honest and honest for the people did a lot of good things." When he later left office, the fathers and elders of the city climbed Cuiping Mountain to bid farewell to all the people, and they were reluctant to give up, how magnificent it was. Since then, Dazhou City has left the custom of commemorating this good official on the ninth day of the first lunar month, when thousands of empty alleys climb high and look into the distance. Compared with the sages, our juniors are ashamed. ”

"Your Excellency, your integrity and honesty have done well enough in this dynasty. Li Yuantong said beside him.

Hmph, what a fart, for the sake of his own career, my Xu family was trapped in injustice, and so many people died in vain, what kind of Qing official is it? Mo Yan thought angrily behind him.

In the evening, they stayed in a small inn called "Sangluo" next to the official road, and after the guest room was settled, they went down to the lobby to prepare dinner.

"Shopkeeper, the name of your inn is very good, and there must be a reason for it. Liu Yong sat on the table in front of the hall and asked the shopkeeper in his fifties with a smile.

"Guest officer, you are right, the old man's surname is Liu, he is a native of Puzhou, Hedong County, and he is good at brewing 'Sangluo wine', and the guests who come and go from the south to the north know to stop here and taste this rare wine, and over time, he called this inn 'Sangluo', and no one remembers the original name of the store, so the old man simply changed its name to 'Sangluo Inn'. The shopkeeper said.

"What wine is so famous? How have I never heard of it? Li Yuantong asked, these days in order to rush the road has always been coarse tea and light food, listening to the store said this, alcohol addiction immediately came up.

Liu Yong smiled slightly and said: "In the Book of Songs, Wei Fenghuan" says, 'Mulberry has not fallen, and its Ye Woruo. The fall of the mulberry is yellow. It seems that this wine was made in late autumn and early winter at the time of the fall of the mulberry. ”

"The guest officer is really a well-educated person, this 'mulberry wine' is the mulberry fall in October, and it is brewed from the well water of the Sangluo Fang in Hedong when it is first frozen, so it is named. It's a pity that the war at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the people were displaced, and no one in Puzhou would make this wine now. ”

"Then isn't the 'Sangluo Wine' you brewed the only one in the world?" Li Yuantong shouted.

"What the guest officer said is very true. Shopkeeper Liu replied conceitedly.

"Then you should have tried it anyway. Li Yuantong glanced at Liu Yong.

Liu Yong spread his hands and said, "The old man has no money." ”

Mo Yan took out a large ingot of silver and put it on the table: "Brother Li, the journey is hard, it doesn't hurt if we have a few drinks." ”

"Let's take a jar and see what it tastes like. Li Yuantong hurriedly instructed Shopkeeper Liu to bring wine.

As the mud seal of the wine jar was opened, a faint fragrance was revealed, the wine quality was colorless and transparent, sweet and cold, it was really a good wine, Li Yuantong took a deep breath and immediately praised it.

Liu Yong smiled faintly, and ordered the clerk to untie the burden and take out the pancakes and green onions, and roll them up to eat, as if no one was around.

"Guest officer, please inside. Then I heard the shopkeeper shout.

Outside, some people walked in, and one of them was four people dressed in thick clothes, each with a sword sitting at the table at the door, shouting for wine.

The other is a middle-aged scholar holding an umbrella, came in and sat on the table next to Mo Yan, only ordered a meal and ate silently alone.

Mo Yan couldn't help but think in his eyes, although these two groups of people are not related, but they all have martial arts, and their internal strength is not weak, and suddenly, a group of people from the rivers and lakes squeezed in the small "Sangluo" inn can't help but arouse Mo Yan's vigilance.