Xiao Feng was woken up by the noisy sound early in the morning, and there were still two groups of people, one in front of his own door, and the other seemed to be in front of the next door, each shouting and making a mess.
Xiao Feng stretched and slowly walked out of the main room. He saw Qiaoqiao already standing in front of the door with a bunch of sticks in her hands. Qiao Niang was holding her and not letting her open the door.
Seeing Xiao Feng come out, Qiao Niang breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, you are awake. There was a commotion outside the door, and I couldn't hear what was being shouted. Qiao Qiao wanted to open the door, but I didn't let her."
Xiao Feng nodded. He was not worried about what anyone would dare to do in broad daylight: "Qiaoqiao, open the door."
Qiaoqiao rushed forward, pulled the door open, and then clenched the stick in her hand warily. Qiaoqiao originally practiced swordsmanship with Xiao Wannian for a few days, but later Yu Dayou said that Qiaoqiao was still young, her swordsmanship was fierce, her murderous intent was too strong, and her body could easily be injured by practicing, so she was not suitable for the time being.
Let her start with stick skills first. The stick is the ancestor of all weapons, and the priority is to stop killing, which is good for girls' physical and mental health. Xiao Feng thinks it makes sense. Qiaoqiao practices martial arts to strengthen his body and protect himself, not to become a killer.
There was a group of people outside the door, and the leader was actually Zhang Tianci. He tried his best to shout something, but the crowd was so noisy that it was hard to hear what he said.
Zhang Yunqing came out of the guest room, rubbing his eyes, and his face suddenly fell: "Dad, if I don't go home, I want to play with Qiaoqiao!"
Zhang Tianci wiped his sweat and squeezed into the yard, asking others to wait at the door. He ignored Sima Zhao's daughter and shouted to Xiao Feng in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I'm here to help you move!"
Xiao Feng was stunned: "Moving, to what house?"
Zhang Tianci said in surprise: "Of course you're moving into Tan Xinren's house! I've already had the sign made, Xiao Mansion! I'll send someone to hang it up soon, and I've also hired the maids and servants for you! It will definitely be enough!" "
Xiao Feng waved his hand: "Why should I live in such a big house? You can move in. It's good for me to live here."
Zhang Tianci waved his hands repeatedly: "How can there be such a reason? Brother, if it is empty, it is empty. Just go and live in it. You are an official and a real person. This house is too small!"
Xiao Feng glanced at Qiao Niang and Qiao Qiao: "Are you willing to move?"
Qiao Niang lowered her head and said, "It all depends on the master's orders." Qiao Qiao reluctantly glanced at the wall next door and said nothing, obviously reluctant to let go of her playmate Miss Wang.
Zhang Yunqing's heart moved, and he wanted to help his father persuade Xiao Feng to move, so as to stay away from the wall-crawler. But then I felt that I was going too far. After all, we were just playing handkerchief together, so I stopped talking.
Xiao Feng was thinking about whether to move. Instead of making noise at the door next door, there were actually sounds of banging on the door and weapons clashing! Yangliu Lane was not spacious to begin with. The servants brought by Zhang Tianci to move were so frightened that they shrank back, but they did not dare to take shelter in Xiao Feng Courtyard.
Xiao Feng frowned and was about to go out to take a look when suddenly a person fell from the wall next door with a plop.
When Xiao Feng turned around, he only saw the disgraced Miss Wang lying on the ground, her tear-filled face flickering on the wall before disappearing. Qiaoqiao screamed, ran over with Zhang Yunqing, and pulled Miss Wang up.
Miss Wang's whole body was trembling, and tears broke out two tear tracks from the dust on her face. She was no longer as lively as usual. Xiao Feng walked up to her, and without bothering to comfort Miss Wang, he stepped on the bricks he usually used to climb over the wall and looked into the yard next door.
The door of Wang's house has been opened, and several people are fighting at the door. Both sides of the melee were actually police officers, but they wore different clothes. On one side is the police officer from the Criminal Department, his black clothes are rolled with gold rims; on the other side is the police officer from Shuntian Prefecture, his clothes are not piping, but there is the word " arrest" on the chest.
In the capital city, unless it is a major case, the Shuntian Prefecture will take over the case first; only major cases or major cases from other places will be dispatched by the Criminal Department. Therefore, although they are both in the capital, the police officers of the two yamen, Shuntian Mansion and Xingbu, have always stayed within their boundaries. A fight like today is really rare.
In terms of force value, the agents of the Criminal Department are indeed much higher than the agents of Shuntian Prefecture. This is easy to understand. The detectives of Shuntian Prefecture are at most equivalent to the level of criminal police in later generations; while the detectives of the Criminal Department are equivalent to the level of serious crime squad.
Of course, the combat effectiveness of these two organizations cannot be compared with that of the Jinyiwei, which should be equivalent to the special police level.
At this time, although there were still two more Shuntian Mansion police officers, they had been beaten back by the Criminal Department police officers. The only one who didn't fall behind was their leader, An Qingyue, who had long legs, a thin waist, a ponytail, big eyebrows and big eyes.
Her baby-fat face was tense, and a waist knife was flying up and down. It looked like Wudang swordsmanship. However, the criminal officer opposite her was also very good at catching heads. He didn't even use weapons. He only wore a pair of gold gloves on his hands. From time to time, he would block the sword from the side and wait for the opportunity to seize the knife.
Seeing that the two of them were evenly matched in a short period of time, Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh to himself. There were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital. If he didn't work hard, he would always be a scumbag. During this period of time, he practiced secretly with Qiaoqiao when he had nothing to do, and felt that his kung fu had improved. But looking at the fight between An Qingyue and the criminal head catcher, he was definitely not his opponent now.
There were two people in the yard, one was the official of Shuntian Prefecture with a pale face, and Lao Wang next door, he was still standing, but he kept shaking. The other was the wife of the Wang family who was paralyzed on the ground, holding Lao Wang's thigh with tears on her face.
"Master, you will never do anything wrong in your life, who is trying to harm you!"
Lao Wang didn't speak, but his face turned towards Xiao Feng, his eyes seemed to be pleading. Xiao Feng's heart moved, thinking of Miss Wang who just fell over the wall, and he immediately understood what he meant.
He lowered his head and said to Qiaoqiao in the corner: "Take Miss Wang into your room. You are not allowed to come out without my instructions."
Although Qiaoqiao was puzzled, she carried out Xiao Feng's order without hesitation, and she and Zhang Yunqing walked into the house holding Miss Wang. Miss Wang looked back at her home and struggled hard, but she was not as strong as Qiaoqiao and Zhang Yunqing. She was about to cry as soon as she flattened her mouth.
Xiao Feng covered her mouth and whispered: "Don't make any sound and obey me!"
Zhang Yunqing's lips were tightly covered by Xiao Feng's hand, and the soft and warm touch made her blush. She nodded unconsciously, feeling dizzy, with her feet not touching the ground. The little sister was pulled into the house.
Xiao Feng waved again, and Qiao Niang and Zhang Tianci ran over together: "Go to the room and prepare pen and paper, Zhang Tianci, write as I teach you!"
Zhang Tianci ran into the house with Qiao Niang, and ran out in a moment carrying two pieces of paper with ink stains on them, and a box of ink pads in his hand.
Xiao Feng took a cursory glance, blew the two papers, held them in one hand, pressed the other hand on the wall, and jumped over the wall. Although his internal strength was not perfect yet, he was already very agile. He actually jumped over a wall that was as tall as a man with just one press, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
However, when he landed, he almost fell over and stumbled forward two steps before he regained his balance. Fortunately, everyone was fighting hard and no one paid attention to him. Lao Wang, the only person next door who looked at him, looked shocked, probably not knowing what he was going to do when he suddenly jumped over.
Xiao Feng ran to Lao Wang and his wife, stuffed the paper into Lao Wang's hands, and opened the ink pad box. Lao Wang took the paper and read it only once before his face turned paler. He looked at Xiao Feng in embarrassment: "This..."
Xiao Feng whispered: "Since the people who arrested you are from the Ministry of Punishment, it is impossible for me to protect you. Besides, I don't know what happened, and I can't protect you. But I believe that this matter has nothing to do with your family. Since you If you trust me, I will help you."
Lao Wang gritted his teeth, pressed his thumb on the ink pad, and pressed it hard on the paper. Xiao Feng bent down and looked at the Wang family's wife who was paralyzed on the ground, and said softly: "Sister-in-law, you have to press one too."
Madam Wang glanced at the content on the paper and hesitated. Being able to marry Lao Wang as his wife, she is naturally not an illiterate woman, and she naturally knows the weight of this piece of paper. But she understood Xiao Feng's intention, just to bet on Xiao Feng's character.
In the end, Madam Wang cried and pressed her fingerprints on the paper. Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, put one of the papers in his arms, then raised his head and said, "Everyone, please stop."
