Chapter 194: Counterfeit wine shop

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The young man in white and the official in red were surrounded and watched the development of the situation from a distance.

At this time, all the men in black robes who had wrapped themselves up extremely tightly had been pulled out. It seemed that there were only about a dozen of them, while there were dozens of soldiers surrounding them. ..

Although these men in black robes were all good at martial arts, the soldiers were obviously not low on force value. For a while, although both sides suffered injuries, they were still in a stalemate.

However, the people in black robes obviously also knew that this was a wheel battle. If their side continued to remain in this besieged state, it would be a matter of time before their side was wiped out. Therefore, at this time, they only worked together to try to break out.

While they were looking for openings, they faced each other to protect themselves.

While the men in black robes here were fighting bloody battles, the young man in moon-white clothes only borrowed a longbow. His archery skills were so accurate that he could almost kill someone in the chaos.

Following the arrows like meteors, the group of black-robed men slowly fell down a few more people, but the parts he attacked were almost not fatal areas.

Therefore, these men in black robes who were shot were lucky enough to survive.

However, when the group of black-robed men discovered that the young man in white had taken action, they naturally increased their vigilance. For a while, they failed to find any flaw, and instead were distracted by the young man who disrupted their own position.

It was a matter of catching turtles in an urn, and they were quickly subdued by the soldiers.

It was also at this time that the red-clothed officials on the side just shouted, "Take off their black robes."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers naturally took off the hoods and masks of these similar-looking men in black robes. In an instant, only a dozen or so Qiang desert men's faces appeared on the scene.

The officer in red and the young man in white shirt came closer. After seeing the true identity of these people, the young man's face suddenly darkened, because obviously there was no one he was looking for among these people.

The official in red could only ask for instructions in a low voice, "Your Highness, Ninth Prince, what should we do now?"

Zhao Lang waved to the soldiers behind him with gloomy eyes and said, "Escort them back to Beijing."

At the same time, the merchant just now was about to leave after seeing these people, but his goods were destroyed.

Although he also knew that there was a possibility that he would be regarded as a collaborator with the thieves.

But compared to this, he was obviously more worried about his fairy wine.

You must know that this was bought out of his entire family. He originally planned to use this magical wine to make a comeback.

Unexpectedly, Xianyu could not turn over, but now after encountering such a disaster, he was completely stepped into the quagmire.

Seeing that the young man seemed to be planning to ride back to the city, the merchant quickly shouted, "Sir, this is the fairy wine for the common people."

Zhao Lang seemed to have remembered the people in front of him at this moment.

He reined in his horse and then shouted to the merchant, "This wine is not magic wine? Where did you buy it?"

When the merchant heard this, he immediately retorted, "How can this not be the fairy wine? I clearly bought it at the Fairy Shop. This jar is worth ten taels of silver!"

Zhao Lang only chuckled mockingly when he heard this. This wine is indeed not fairy wine. Prices in the capital are high, and the price of fairy wine has been exorbitantly high. A small jar of fairy wine is already twelve taels of silver. This time How could the vat be worth only ten taels?

Therefore, Zhao Lang said loudly, "I can pay you even your silver, but before that, you have to take me to identify the merchant."

In order to win the trust of the merchant, Zhao Lang only took out a one hundred tael silver note. The merchant's eyes lit up when he saw the banknote.

Naturally, he didn't hesitate and just said "Hello" immediately.

Before Zhao Lang left for the west of the city, he just raised his hands to the official in red and said, "Excuse me, sir, please continue to stay here."

The red-clothed official naturally agreed, and then Zhao Lang and the merchants headed to the west of the city.

The west part of the city is almost a place where civilians gather, and it is also the most densely populated and lively place in the capital.

There is a mixture of people and snakes here, and naturally it is also filled with the most evil.

In order not to attract attention, Zhao Lang dismounted himself, and then asked the guards who followed him to change into plain clothes. However, the group of people still looked very eye-catching, not to mention the leader. The face of the mixed-race boy is so handsome. Even such a large-scale traveling team attracts pedestrians on the road.

Sideways glance.

However, passers-by looked sideways, but no one knew where they came from, and they thought they were some Jianghu gang that had entered Beijing.

The merchants only led them along many winding roads.

Then he only stopped in a deep alley. As expected, there was a small signboard at the entrance of the alley, and the signboard said Shenxian Liquor.

The word "gentle" has been splashed with a few drops of thick ink. If ordinary people don't read it carefully, they would really think that it says "magic wine".

"Sir, I bought the wine here. They said they are the processing place of fairy wine, so the price is much cheaper." The merchant whispered.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lang took the lead and entered the alley. Deep in the dirty alley, he finally saw a house with the sign of Shenxianfang.

The sign is clear, but unfortunately the alley is dark and the houses are smelly. Ordinary people just want to leave here quickly, and they would never think of raising their heads to double check whether they are in the wrong place.

At this time, the shop was closed. Zhao Lang couldn't help but stretched out his hand and patted the door, then raised his voice and said, "Is anyone there?"

At first, no one opened the door. Zhao Lang then ordered the guards to knock on the door. With a loud bang, an old man quickly walked out of the next door.

"Masters, I'm just a small businessman, but I can't stand your troubles like this."

Seeing the thin old man with white beard and hair, Zhao Lang just waved to the guards not to knock on the door again. He looked at the old man and the tall, strong and honest young man behind him, and then asked, "Old man, this wine shop is Your family’s business?”

The old man nodded quickly, then looked at the out-of-town businessman and said, "Boss, although my wine is not a real fairy wine, it tastes not bad, and the price is not much more expensive than yours. We have something to talk about, please." Why bring people to smash it!"

When the merchant heard the father-in-law admit that what he bought was fake fairy wine, he was still in a daze. He was about to explain that he did not bring anyone to destroy his restaurant.

However, Zhao Lang spoke one step ahead of him, "Old man, let's go in first and then talk."

After listening to Zhao Lang's words, the old man naturally nodded. After all, standing in this alley with other people just sticking their heads out to peek from time to time is not a good thing.

The old man only handed the key to the tall young man behind him and said, "Daman, go and open the door."

The young man got the key and quickly opened the door of the winery skillfully.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhao Lang asked his attendants to search everything inside and outside the house.

After making sure that no one else was hiding in the room, Zhao Lang said to the old man, "I misunderstood. We came here just because of the wine. After all, you get what you pay for. We can understand that. I just don't understand why." Are you going to hide someone in that wine barrel?"

"Tibetan people? What Tibetan people? This is a serious wine shop. I, old man Xun, have been running a wine shop here for more than ten years. All my neighbors can vouch for me! We are not just those streetwalkers who take pictures!" The old man is obviously I misunderstood what Zhao Lang meant, and when I heard him say that there was someone hiding inside, I immediately thought of Paihuazi.

After all, the public security in the capital is pretty good, but in the past this kind of security was basically difficult to reach to the west of the city, especially when Emperor Yong Ling was in power a few years ago, and the subsequent Three Kings Rebellion, which only made this poor place more crowded. This kind of flower-making activity.

That is to say, in recent years, the imperial court has just expelled and purged the Jianghu gangs near the capital, and vigorously cracked down on the evil forces. In these years, the west of the city has become somewhat peaceful.

The old man seemed to be completely unaware of this matter, but the young man behind him seemed a little embarrassed.

Therefore, Zhao Lang was too lazy to talk to the old man anymore. He just looked at the young man behind the old man and said, "Brother, can you tell me who suggested it to you about hiding people in the barrels?"

The young man turned his head and whispered guiltily, "I don't understand what you are talking about?"

As the young man finished speaking, someone pulled out a large bank note from the inner room.

The bank exchange point was at Dewang Bank, which seemed to be the property of the Xuan family.

Looking at the banknote, Zhao Lang only showed a playful smile.

Who could have imagined that the emperor's close ministers, the seemingly loyal Xuan family, would be involved in this turmoil.

"Don't tell the truth? Let's go to Shangjingfu Yamen

how? "Zhao Lang raised the bank note, and then Feng Qingyun said calmly.

The old man wanted to ask where he got this large amount of money, but the young man was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground.

"The younger one doesn't know who those people are. The younger one only remembers that the person who discussed the exchange with the younger one that day was a slim woman. She was wearing a curtain hat, and the younger one couldn't see her face clearly, but The young lady is very elegant and has two personal maids with her. I think she must be a lady in the family. That lady paid the money to the villain." The young man called Daman said quickly.

Almost in an instant, Zhao Lang thought of Xuan Mei of the Xuan family. He had very little interaction with that woman. He only knew that she had come to attend his mother's tea party some time ago, and he heard that Miss Xuan Mei was out of date. Famous for loving all kinds of handsome men.

And Nanada was such a handsome man. If he had not fled, it would have been safer to hide with a woman than wandering around the capital.

After understanding the key, Zhao Lang no longer stayed any longer. He only parted ways with the store owner and the merchant, and then went to Xuan Mansion.

The Xuan Mansion is also located in Wangliufang. As a house of close ministers loyal to the royal family, when Zhao Lang came to visit, the Xuan family's father and brother were naturally not there. It was the Xuan family's mistress who came to receive Zhao Lang.

At first, the woman was a little surprised and uneasy when she heard that Zhao Lang was visiting her house. After all, her family had nothing to do with His Highness Ninth Prince, and the rumors about His Highness Ninth Prince's mother were also quite alarming.

However, when she actually met His Highness Ninth Prince, Madam Xuan's wife changed her attitude towards Zhao Lang.