"People are here!"
It's a long story. In fact, Di Jin's fight with "Xuan Niang" only lasted a few times. As soon as he mentioned the unconscious enemy, Mr. Mo, Lei Si and Lei Jiu arrived.
Di Jin looked at the people running outside and immediately realized that it was not that they arrived slowly, but that they were disturbed by the fire on the one hand, and they saw the fire on the other hand, so they simply surrounded the courtyard.
This means that they would rather have a raging fire inside than block "Xuan Niang's" front and rear routes, and be sure to catch her.
Now everyone was happy. Seeing that the person was in hand, Mr. Mo immediately waved his hand and asked the Lei Family Nursing Home to participate in the process of putting out the fire, and then stepped forward with a smile on his face.
Di Jin recalled the battle just now, a layer of sweat broke out on his back in the winter, and he was also a little excited. He handed the person over: "It's done, I'll go back. Over there outside the Leimen, Mr. Mo will tell you!"
Mr. Mo was originally worried that he would not let go of this key female prisoner. Now he took it and felt relieved. He hurriedly said: "Young Master Di is both wise and brave, and he is dedicated to justice. I deeply admire him!"
Di Jin smiled and waved his hand, and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a noise not far away: "My house! Who dares to set fire to my house!!"
The voice was very familiar.
Di Jin paused and saw a weak figure running over somewhat staggeringly. Seeing the flames that had already ignited in several houses, he beat his chest in anxiety and almost died.
"Yang Wencai?"
It was not surprising to meet classmates from the academy here. After all, the students in Jinyang Academy are either rich or noble, this place is the center of the city, and the owners of the house are mostly powerful people from Bingzhou, but Yang Wencai was indeed a little surprised.
After all, he is an adopted stepson, or the adopted stepson of his stepfather who already has a new heir. Why does he actually have such a house in the center of the city?
Over there, Yang Wencai also saw a group of people here. When he took a closer look under the firelight, his expression suddenly changed: "Di Jin? It's you! Did Guo Chengshou send you to take revenge on me!!"
Mr. Mo's expression darkened. Calling him by his first name was a huge offense. Just the title alone showed that the relationship between the two was very bad. He immediately waved his hand: "Stop putting out the fire!"
Di Jin said calmly: "The fire still needs to be put out to prevent it from affecting more innocent people. As for this person, just don't pay attention to him."
Since Yang Wencai was full of hostility and malice when he opened his mouth, he didn't bother to explain to him. After giving some instructions to Mr. Mo, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"In the middle of the night, you broke into my house privately, set fire to it, and still want to leave? I'm going to report it to the official and have you arrested and taken to the Yamen!"
Yang Wencai was furious when he saw it. He took three steps and two steps at a time and ran over panting.
Di Jin was afraid that he would fall over and die on the spot, and he would really be splashed with blood. He frowned and stopped, while Mr. Mo took a token from his waist and handed it over.
Yang Wencai took it without knowing what he meant, and when he took a closer look, the curses in his mouth stopped abruptly, and his expression was extremely exciting.
Mr. Mo said: "Do you see clearly?"
Yang Wencai looked at the words on the token intently, confirmed it repeatedly and said with a trembling voice: "Look...see it clearly..."
Mr. Mo nodded and took back the token: "Go away!"
Perhaps civil servants with Jinshi background dared not fear the imperial power and angrily criticize the Imperial City Division, but this organization did have a great deterrent effect on military attaches, because it was originally responsible for supervising the situation of each army to prevent military generals from rebelling.
Even Yang Ye and Yang Yanzhao were very afraid of the Imperial City Division, not to mention Yang Wencai, the heir of the Yang family. He was not even an official, but when he saw people from the Imperial City Division appearing in front of him, he still had an instinctive fear. A sense of fear.
Because the other party really wants to bring him into the department and plant a crime, no civil official or censor will complain about him, and will only file a memorial and deal with it seriously.
In the eyes of those scholar-bureaucrats, scholars will be wronged, and ordinary people will be wronged. Only the relatives of nobles and the children of military commanders do evil, which is definitely an act of authority and must be dealt with seriously!
"This is the current situation of warriors..."
Di Jin looked on and shook his head silently.
However, among the families of military generals in the Song Dynasty, except for the first three generations who were brave, the rest were basically just wine bags and rice bags. In addition, there is indeed a legacy of the fifth generation, which does not deserve sympathy.
What made him frown was that Yang Wencai knew the identity of Mo Lao Huangcheng Si. Will he spread it in the academy, confuse right and wrong, and ruin his reputation?
Mo was an old man. Seeing Di Jin's reaction, he immediately added: "If you dare to gossip about what happened tonight, you know what will happen!"
Yang Wencai hurriedly said: "I...I won't talk nonsense...this fire was caused by the dryness of the sky...it was accidentally lit..."
Mr. Mo sneered. Seeing that the fire was under control, he waved his hand, summoned the Lei Family Nursing Home, and left in a swaggering manner.
After leaving the house, Di Jin said: "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for helping me out."
"Master Di, what are you talking about?" Mr. Mo immediately put away his previous arrogance in front of Yang Wencai and returned to his previous humble appearance: "Young Master has helped us a lot, how can I say thank you for such a small thing?"
Di Jin smiled and bowed: "Farewell!"
Mr. Mo returned the gift and watched his back disappear into the darkness with a somewhat complicated look on his face. Lei Biao's voice came from behind him: "This Di Liulang has outstanding talent. He is by no means a talent in the pool. It's no wonder that he is determined to enter the imperial examination." Official, this is the absolutely right path in our dynasty!"
Mo Lao hesitated to speak.
"I know what you want to say, but it's inappropriate!"
Lei Biao said solemnly: "If he fails in the imperial examination and returns to Bingzhou, he can betroth Tingting to Da Lang to build up my Lei family business. If he can go to high school, then Bingzhou will not be able to keep him. If I bring it up, I will only get rejected and damage my daughter's reputation. It's better to just repay the favor and do a favor. He will have a bright future in the future, and he will have an inseparable relationship with my Lei family!"
Mo Lao understood: "Alang is thoughtful!"
"Anyway, this thief was finally caught..."
When Lei Biao heard this, his brows finally relaxed completely, and he laughed and said, "Now I finally have an explanation to the man in the palace!"
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"Sister, how did I perform in the battle just now?"
After walking out of San Tiao Street, it was confirmed that there would be no more Lei family members behind, so Di Jin couldn't wait to speak.
Tonight's action, naturally, my sister has been secretly holding the battle, so I can let go.
After the words fell, Di Xiangling flashed out and affirmed with a smile: "If it is an imperial examination, then in the first test, you will already be Jieyuan!"
Di Jin was also quite satisfied with his performance, with a smile on his face.
"But there is one strange thing..."
Di Xiangling always told the truth. His comments just now were not meant to be complimentary, and he did not hide his doubts: "This Zhu family's behavior is completely Jianghu. Is this how the Liao Kingdom trains spies? This imperial city Could it be that Si has arrested the wrong person?"
