Detective in the Red Chamber

Only in this way, the matter of introducing Korean women would naturally come to an end without a problem.

Sun Shaozong came out of Xu Furen's room, thinking about how to appease the restless officers and soldiers, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

I raised my head and looked around a few times, but couldn't figure out what was wrong.

So he went back to his room in a restless mood. Just when he pushed open the door and kicked in and out of the door, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his head:

Where did Feng Xin go?

Isn't that kid waiting for his reply?

According to his anxious temper, he should have stopped him for leisurely traveling along the way.

Chapter 946 Betrayal

Uh, it seems that there is only one update. . .

the next morning.

Years later, there has been constant wind and snow, and it is rare that today is a sunny day. Therefore, the Bailian disciples, who had been bored for several days, packed up early in the morning.

Those who can be brought to Liaodong from thousands of miles are mostly the elite of the White Lotus Sect, and many of them have made a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes.

The practice of each move may not be as pleasing to the eye as the routines in the martial arts gym, but the fierce and chilling killing is far superior to it. If it is not just a practice, the loser will probably die or be disabled.

Of course, not everyone in the White Lotus Sect is a master.

For example, Zhang Xiucai, who is full of fat, holds a two-foot-long knife, and dances like a fool. Even if he lifts it up, he is still a thousand miles away from the dealer's style.

However, it was this scholar who was the first to sweat profusely on the field.

I saw him sitting down on the railing of the cloister, panting and taking out the handkerchief from his sleeve, and while dabbing back and forth from the left temple to the right temple, he shook his head with a smile and said: "No, no, I really can't." It's not this piece of material, if you really encounter a disaster of swordsmanship, you still have to rely on the help of your brothers to be the right way."

A few people around laughed, this one patted his chest, and promised that he would do whatever he wanted; the one who slanted his shoulders flattered, repeatedly flattering that you always read the books of sages, and you learned the art of fighting ten thousand enemies and slaying dragons.

Others didn't care what they heard, but Yao Anmin, who was in the middle of the yard, was full of displeasure.

Yesterday, Yao Anmin was upset that this scholar was so spoiled that he couldn't get off the stage face to face, but now seeing everyone swarming to flatter Zhang Xiucai, he became more and more annoyed.

Right now, the two knives in his hands are like a violent storm, swinging away from the opposite side is often seen, and the upper and lower pincers attack each other's vital points.

The man on the opposite side hurriedly blocked him, but he was still unable to dodge in time, and was slapped on the shoulder blade by the back of Yao Anmin's knife.

With a muffled snort, he retreated again and again, but he held his shoulders and forced a smile, "Master Yao Xiang's saber technique has become more and more refined. If it wasn't for his mercy, my little brother might have lost his head, and I still don't know what happened."

Normally, after Yao Anmin wins, he would probably condescend to give him a few words of advice, but today he has no interest at all.

"Humph."

He let out a bad breath from his nostrils, curled his lips and said, "I'm just a small skill, how can I beat the scholar's ten thousand enemies and dragon slaying skills?"

Hearing this, it was aimed at Zhang Xiucai.

Although the person on the opposite side is Yao Anmin's subordinate, how could he dare to offend the popular people around Xue Xue?

At the moment, he had no choice but to smirk, trying to get away with it.

But Zhang Xiucai on the other side had heard the truth long ago, and immediately withdrew the amiable look on his face, stood up, walked a few steps towards Yao Anmin leisurely, and asked with a fake smile: "Why, Master Yao Xiang also wants to learn this ten thousand enemies and dragon slaying technique?"

"I dare not, and there is no such condition."

Yao Anmin shook his head like a rattle, and just when everyone thought he had given up, he suddenly added: "My old Yao is a widow, without a wife or daughter, how did he learn such a good skill? "

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding was silent only the sound of panting.

Everyone's eyes turned back and forth between Yao Anmin and Zhang Xiucai.

In fact, after saying this, Yao Anmin also regretted it in his heart, but since he had already said it, how could he shrink back and take it back in front of so many people?

But seeing Zhang Xiucai's face getting more and more gloomy, Yao Anmin could only feel the muscles on his cheeks twitching wildly, and he couldn't help explaining: "I'm talking about Wu Qizhi, Mr. Zhang doesn't want it." Misunderstood."

There was a sneer on the corner of Zhang Xiucai's mouth, because Yao Anmin had bullied a certain distant cousin of his when he was in Shaanxi and Gansu, and he had long wanted to find a chance to teach him a lesson.

Now Yao Anmin's provocation is exactly what Zhang Xiucai wanted.

Immediately raising his eyebrows, he waited to raise his voice to sneer, and the aggressive Yao Anmin lost his composure even more.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a congregation in charge of monitoring the posthouse suddenly rushed in and shouted, "Where is the leader Xue? My subordinates have something important to report!"

At that moment, Zhang Xiucai ignored Yao Anmin any more, and went up to meet him like a ball, grabbed the man's wrist, and dragged him to the residence of Deputy Hierarch Xue.

Yao Anmin secretly heaved a sigh of relief at first, then rolled his eyes a few times, and hurriedly strode after him.

It's just that after following up with the east room, he found that all three people from the deputy leader Xue down, including the congregation who summoned him, were all staring at him.

Yao Anmin was feeling uncomfortable, and then he heard Deputy Hierarch Xue clear his throat, and raised his voice to order: "Master Yao Xiang, please stay outside and don't let anyone come near here."

Say something to guard outside, it is clear that you can't trust yourself!

Yao Anmin was extremely ashamed and indignant, but when facing Deputy Hierarch Xue, he didn't dare to fight a word, he could only grit his teeth in sullen agreement, and retreated resentfully.

After he closed the door, Yao Anmin asked in a low voice, "Did that person spread the news?"

"exactly!"

The congregation who came to report the letter also responded with a suppressed voice: "He said that early this morning, the old man surnamed Xu sent someone to deliver a letter to the pass."

"it is good!"

Deputy Hierarch Xue jumped up from the kang, circling back and forth excitedly, after a while he calmed down, tried his best to lower his tone, and said to Zhang Xiucai: "For this half day, arrange people to go out of the city."

"Mr. Xue, please be quiet and don't be impatient!"

Zhang Xiucai saw that he was a bit confused, and hurriedly persuaded him: "It must be delayed for two or three days, so that the two thieves Xu and Sun will not be associated with the same thing."

After hearing the words, deputy leader Xue realized what he said, and nodded several times and said yes.

It was then discovered that the congregation who came to spread the letter seemed to have something to say, so he hurriedly asked what happened.

"Report to Master Xue."

The congregation said solemnly: "According to that person, those two thieves got the idea from nowhere that people from our Holy Cult are in the city, and today they specially told him to be careful!"

"Is there such a thing?!"

This time even Zhang Xiucai was startled, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Could it be that the Jurchens slipped the tongue?! These damned tartars, don't they want to use us as bargaining chips?!"

After his analysis, Deputy Hierarch Xue and the congregation became more and more frightened.

Sun Shaozong is difficult to deal with. If there are Jurchens who are partial to help, then the little No. 20 holy brothers in this yard will be hard to fly? !

Fortunately, after Zhang Xiucai panicked for a moment, he soon calmed down again, shook his head and said, "Maybe it was just an accidental leak. After all, the Tartars just wanted to slow down their troops. If they want to invade the south in the future, they have to rely on the co-operation of the Holy Cult. He will take the initiative to sell us to the imperial court, and waste a helping hand in vain."

Hearing the words, Deputy Leader Xue felt a little relieved.

But still said in a deep voice: "Even so, we are in danger."

Zhang Xiucai grinned: "Since you want to get your hands on the world, how can you be less dangerous?"

Deputy Hierarch Xue was silent for a while, and then nodded solemnly: "That's true, but we still need to make some preparations. Let's take a few people to secretly find another place to stay, so that even if Sun Shaozong comes to the door, it won't be too late. Delayed the great event of the Holy Church."

Zhang Xiucai was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Old Xue, it's still you"

"Just do it!"

However, Deputy Hierarch Xue cannot be doubted.

"My subordinate Zhang Cong took the order."

Zhang Xiucai had no choice but to bow down, and immediately drew up a list with Deputy Leader Xue, all of them were the elite of the teaching, and he was on good terms with Zhang Xiucai.

In the evening of that day, Zhang Xiucai and those few people lied that they were going out to buy food and drink, and they disappeared without a trace.

Noon three days later.

Taking advantage of A Lin Qitu's visit again, when the banquet was set up in the main hall, a certain person swaggered out of the back door of the post house, turned around three times and came to a back alley, looked left and right but saw no one.

The man cursed a few words angrily, hesitating to go back the same way, he never thought that when he reached the entrance of the alley, he was blocked by a round object.

"Should Zhang now call me Feng Baihu, or Feng Xiangzhu?"

It turned out that the person blocking the road was Zhang Xiucai who had been hiding in secret for several days.

And the one who was blocked in the alley was none other than Feng Xin!

Chapter 947

Facing Zhang Cong's ridicule, Feng Xin's eyebrows drooped, and the muscles on his face trembled a few times, before he could say weakly: "Feng Mou, what virtue and ability, dare to steal the position of the Holy Sect Incense Master?" If you don't dislike it, you and I are brothers."

It is also a bad year, at the beginning of the year, the Feng family's storeroom somehow flooded, and the tens of thousands of catties of wood that were going to be delivered to the customers were burned by the fire.

That's 10,000+ taels of silver!

Especially when the deadline for delivery is just a few days away!

The whole Feng family was in a hurry because of this, begging grandpa to sue grandma, wanting to credit a batch of wood first, to get over the hurdle of delivery, and then talk about other things before it's too late.

However, who knows the plight of his family?

And who is willing to give up his wealth and life to give charcoal in the snow?

At that time, Feng Xin also thought that the Sun family didn't point out that the Sun family could help fill the hole, but just hoped that the Sun family could come forward to guarantee and let the owner introduce some efforts.

To put it bluntly, it means that the Sun family can use their power to suppress others.

As a result, as soon as Feng Xin found the door of Sun's house, he ran into someone head-on, but it was none other than Su Xingfang, the magistrate of Wanping County.

Although both of them are of the sixth rank in terms of rank, they are more than a dozen blocks away in terms of real power and nobility, especially the wood shop of Feng Xin's family, which was opened under the jurisdiction of Wanping County.

Seeing that the parents and officials were face to face, Feng Xin couldn't help but take the initiative to chat a few words, who never thought about these few words, and caused another catastrophe for his family.

At that time, Su Xingfang took the initiative to chat about the fire in his house, and asked Feng Xin what difficulties he had.

Because both of them had been under Sun Shaozong's subordinates before, and Su Xingfang seemed extraordinarily amiable, Feng Xin couldn't help complaining about his hardships.

As a result, Su Xingfang immediately said that he had a friend who was also in the timber business, and he had just come to the capital from the south recently, holding a lot of idle money in his hand, but he didn't know how to wade into the muddy water of the capital.

At that time, Feng Xin was concerned, and because he was eager to get out of the predicament, he didn't think much about it, so he had the cheek to ask Su Xingfang to thread the needle.

Later, he hit it off with the southern businessman, and the other party transferred a batch of lumber to the Feng family to tide over the difficulties, and he didn't expect anything in return. He just regarded it as a stake in the Feng family's lumber shop. Fortunately, the lumber business in the capital had a solid foundation.

The whole Feng family was very grateful for this.

Later, the businessman asked Feng Xin to open up the joints of the patrol camp and the city defense camp, and put a few batches of private goods in, and the two families became more and more intimate.

The businessman even bought a house next door to Feng Xin's house, and even opened up the courtyard wall in the middle, so there is no hindrance to communication on weekdays.

But at the time when the honey was mixed with oil, Su Xingfang, the magistrate of Wanping County, was suddenly taken down by Sun Shaozong and Beizhen Fusi!

Feng Xin felt at the time that the situation was wrong. If it was just general corruption, it should be dealt with by the Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. How could it be related to Beizhen Fusi?

He felt uneasy, so he asked his relationship to make inquiries.

However, relying on Feng Xin's own contacts alone, it was difficult to find out the clues. In the end, he used the name of Sun Shaozong's old department to get some hints, and learned that Su Xingfang was actually a spy arranged by the White Lotus Sect in the capital.

To the Feng family, this news was like a thunderbolt!

Although Feng Xin was not extremely smart, he had experience in the officialdom after all. After checking this matter with his family's recent encounters, he guessed that the fire at the beginning was probably caused by the White Lotus Sect.

And their purpose of going to such lengths is naturally to drag themselves into the banditry of the White Lotus Sect!

At the moment, he was both afraid and thankful, and what he was afraid of was that he would almost fall into this bottomless pit;

Fortunately, Su Xingfang exposed it early enough, and was exposed by his old boss Sun Shaozong, otherwise he would have been caught in a deeper trap, and he would really be unable to distinguish the responsibility.

That night, he secretly ambushed his men, and invited the businessman next door to his home, and was about to question him a few times, then escorted him to Dali Temple to bring him to justice.

The reason why he didn't report to the officials in advance, but chose to take down the other party before sending him to Dali Temple, was naturally to hope that Sun Shaozong could help to cover up the smuggling of the two partners.

Unexpectedly, before Feng Xin opened his mouth, the businessman took the initiative to reveal the background of the White Lotus Sect, and then said that the ginseng tea given to Feng Xin and his son a few days ago was actually mixed with some chronic poison. Both will die.

At that time, Feng Xin wished he could eat the other party alive.

But after all, he is a master who cherishes his life, so he had no choice but to conceal the matter in fear, while secretly looking for a famous doctor for diagnosis and treatment, intending to find out a way to detoxify first, and then turn against the White Lotus Sect.

But before he could find out what happened, the court suddenly ordered him to follow Sun Shaozong to Liaodong.

Feng Xin was overjoyed at the time, so he asked for half a year's antidote, then secretly took one out, and asked someone to study and imitate it.

He thought that when he came back from Liaodong, the antidote would be imitated. By then, he would not continue to be deeply involved in it, so he could avenge his revenge and revenge.

Who would have thought that God would play tricks on people like this, and even in this bitter cold place in Liaodong, he still couldn't escape the palm of the White Lotus Sect!

A few days ago, when Feng Xin checked the post, he saw a man who looked like a Han slave. When he played the secret signal of the White Lotus Sect, his heartbeat almost stopped, but he had to contact him quietly.