Chapter 447: Helping the spirit out of Beijing

Style: Historical Author: Thousands of miles of autumn windWords: 5179Update Time: 24/01/11 14:12:44
The next day, two days before New Year's Eve, shocking news came out of the Yan Mansion again: Yan Shifan's first wife died of illness.

As for the cause of death, according to the imperial doctor, he died in his sleep due to heart palpitations caused by excessive pain and fatigue from keeping vigil for days.

Yan Shifan was so sad that he couldn't control himself and no longer wanted to stay in this sad place in the capital, so he cried goodbye to Yan Song, carried the spirit out of the city, and returned to his hometown in Jiangxi with the coffins of his mother and wife for burial.

Jiajing naturally also knew the news. He was silent for a moment, sighed, and ordered someone to send a plaque of imperial edict to Yan Mansion as a sign of condolences.

Under normal circumstances, when the wife of a fourth-rank official or above dies, if the wife did not receive a royal decree during her lifetime, the emperor will often issue a royal decree.

Yan Shifan had been deprived of all his ranks, and his wife was no longer qualified to do so, but Jiajing still granted him the title, which shows that he felt sad for Yan Song in his heart.

Yan Song was indeed exhausted mentally and physically, but he gritted his teeth and forced Yan Shifan's motorcade out of the capital.

Because he knew that Yan Shifan's situation at this time might be safer the further away from the capital. In the future, when Banzai's anger subsides, there may be a turn for the better.

After Yan Shifan left, Jin Yiwei naturally relaxed his supervision of Yan's mansion. Originally, it wasn't Yan Song that Lu Bing was worried about. He was worried that something might happen to Yan Shifan.

Now that the unrest is gone, it seems a bit targeted to let Jin Yiwei keep an eye on the Yan Mansion. If this kind of thing spreads, Yan Song and Jiajing will be dissatisfied with themselves.

The convoy carried coffins and scattered paper money along the way, so naturally it didn't move very fast. Yan Shifan had no legs and could only sit in a carriage. Except for being seen once when he was leaving the city, he never left the carriage again.

Zhang Yuan also quietly left the city and waited for Yan Shifan's motorcade in a secluded place outside the city. Yan Shifan stopped the car in the woods, and Zhang Yuan bent down and got into the car with a very dissatisfied tone.

"You pat your butt and leave, what should I do? Who will cure me of my poison?"

Yan Shifan said calmly: "Your poison will not be cured unless I leave."

Zhang Yuan was stunned: "What does this mean?"

Yan Shifan said: "If I don't leave, the Jin Yiwei will keep an eye on my mansion. The Jin Yiwei can see you coming in and out.

You cured Miao Jiang's poisonous poison from my house. Wouldn't Jin Yiwei be suspicious? As soon as I leave, Jin Yiwei will no longer monitor Yan Mansion.

At the second watch this evening, you enter my house through the corner door, and I will gradually lead you into my backyard. The detoxifier is already waiting in the house.

However, I must do what you promised me and let more people from Dongchang roam the streets.

If you encounter people from Shuntian Mansion or Wucheng Army and Horses Division trying to make trouble for outsiders entering the capital, go over there to relieve the siege. There might be people inside who I invited to deal with Xiao Feng! "

Zhang Yuan frowned: "What, you want to deal with Xiao Feng, how many people are going to come in?"

Yan Shifan sneered and said: "The Jinyi Guards guard Xiao Mansion all day long. If I don't invite a few more people, can I kill Xiao Feng?

You don’t have to worry about anything else. Anyway, your poison will be cured tonight, and you don’t have to look at Xiao Feng’s face anymore! "

Zhang Yuan thought about it and thought it made sense, so he jumped out of the car and left quietly. Yan Shifan looked at his back and smiled darkly.

As Yan Shifan's motorcade continued to move forward, two inconspicuous people wearing large turbans entered the capital city covered in dust.

The obese guy looked at Xiao Mansion from a distance on the main street, his eyes blank and lost. He was about to move forward when the man carrying a long knife behind him pulled him.

"Don't forget, the captain has repeatedly told us not to enter the Xiao Mansion directly, otherwise it will be unclear what happens next.

The work was done by your God-given construction, and the blueprints were left by your construction team leader. Not to mention Yan Shifan, even Zhao Wenhua could deny anything!

If everything is peaceful, the emperor will only suspect Master Xiao of bribing you to frame the Yan family. Therefore, you can only surrender to the government and cannot contact Master Xiao directly. "

Tan Xinren trembled: "We were hiding here and there along the way because we were afraid of being seen by Yan Shifan's people.

He is such a powerful person in the capital. Once I surrender, I might not survive tonight! "

Yagyu Zangetsu said coldly: "Then I don't care, we have to do whatever the captain says.

The ship owner said that Shuntian Mansion and Dali Temple, which the emperor believed were leaning toward Mr. Xiao, could not go either.

There is Liu Tai in the Criminal Department, and you will most likely be hacked if you surrender, so you can only go to Fusi, Jinyiwei North Town. Come on, I will take you to the gate! "

Tan Xinren had no choice but to turn around and walk in the direction of Beizhen Fusi. As soon as he took a few steps, a group of Dongchang fans came towards him, and Tan Xinren quickly lowered his head.

"These are people from Dongchang. Dongchang and Yan Shifan are in the same group! I will die if they see me!"

Tan Xinren looked up and saw the Zuixian Tower in front of him. He hurriedly got into the Zuixian Tower, and Yagyu Zangetsu had to follow him in.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and everyone is busy at home. Zuixianlou is the same as other restaurants. Although business is good, there will not be no empty seats.

As soon as the two of them sat down at an empty seat, a young boy ran over quickly and introduced them enthusiastically.

"What do you two want to eat? Our Zuixian Restaurant has five top specialties, fifteen signature specialties, and hot pot and shabu-shabu."

There was a table of guests next to them, and it looked like they were coming to the capital for business. They had a few stir-fry dishes and a large plate of dumplings in the middle, and they were having a lively meal and drink.

The food that best represents Chinese people’s homesickness is none other than dumplings. What a familiar local accent, what a strange prosperity, Tan Xinren felt sad and suddenly asked.

"Are there any more dumplings? I want to eat dumplings."

The little waiter nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes. Usually there are not many people ordering dumplings. Now that the Chinese New Year is coming, there are always some customers who can't go home, so there are more people ordering dumplings."

The steaming dumplings arrived, Tan Xinren devoured them, and Yagyu Zangetsu looked at him with a frown.

"As for that, I never went hungry on the island."

Tan Xinren wiped his sweat: "What do you know? How can the food on the island compare to the capital city?

Besides, I'm about to go to jail, my life or death is uncertain, and I don't know if I'll be able to eat dumplings in the future. "

His chopsticks paused for a moment: "The captain said that whether I live or die, he will take care of my family for the rest of his life. Does he keep his word?"

Yagyu Zangetsu nodded disdainfully: "The captain is true to his word, how can he lie to you, a desperate person?"

While they were talking, several fans from Dongchang actually walked into Zuixian Tower. Their momentum scared away the two guests sitting on the street and shouted for wine and food.

The little boy didn't dare to neglect and ran over to serve him. Tan Xinren's legs began to play the pipa again. Yagyu Zangetsu frowned and secretly held the long knife.

A rough and arrogant voice sounded: "You just eat when you eat, why are you scaring away other guests? Your Dongchang is too overbearing!"

Um? Everyone was stunned. They were from Dongchang. Who was so bold as to dare to disturb Tai Sui?

To be honest, whenever Dongchang Fanzi walked into any restaurant, there was no reason to wait for a table, and he would just kick people out.

That is, Zuixian Tower. The boss behind the scenes is Xiao Feng. The Dongchang fans don't dare to be too arrogant and can only scare people away with their momentum. Who dares to give opinions?

A fan looked up and sneered: "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be General Zhao Qi, this is a senior.

You were the commander-in-chief when I was a Jinyiwei, and you are still the commander-in-chief all these years since I joined Dongchang. It’s amazing! "

Many people think that the fanzi of Dongchang are eunuchs just like the factory owner. In fact, they are totally wrong. In Dongchang, only the factory owner or a few close friends are eunuchs, and the rest are normal people.

Moreover, the main source of Dongchang fans is Jinyiwei. Every year, Dongchang selects a certain number of people from Jinyiwei to enrich its strength.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Dongchang must go if he wants to. It is the commander of Jinyiwei who has the final say whether to let people go. For example, if Lu Bing doesn't let people go, Zhang Yuan will not move.

However, there are only a few Jinyiwei commanders like Lu Bing who can compete with Dongchang. Before and after him, Dongchang basically has the upper hand, and the important people are naturally strong.

There are also some Jinyiwei who feel that Dongchang has a better future than Jinyiwei, so they will take the initiative to show their loyalty, and even give money to Dongchang by name.

Therefore, Dongchang Fanzi and Jinyiwei are actually from the same roots, but after they belong to two departments, they naturally have their own masters, and they often compete with each other.

Zhao Zongqi couldn't help but became furious when he heard those words mocking him for never getting promoted. When he was about to explode, Xiao Qi next to him stopped him.

"Those who are celebrating the Chinese New Year have no business arguing with these guys. If they drink, we will drink too. If they dare to cause trouble, let's talk about it!"

Jin Yiwei naturally has no duty to protect the restaurant, but Jiajing had sent Jin Yiwei to protect Xiao Feng's relatives and friends. As Xiao Feng's suspected wife, the owner of Zuixian Tower was naturally among the guards.

Although this order has been revoked now, General Zhao and his brothers still like to hang out here when they have nothing to do, and it has become a natural habit.

Several Jin Yiwei also sat down, and when they were about to order wine and food, Chen Zhonghou had already seen a few people and asked the boy to bring the wine and food, saying that they were treating them.

General Zhao Qi was not polite and raised his wine flask in a ostentatious manner towards a few people in the East Factory, meaning that I am more respectable than you and started drinking.

Tan Xinren took a peek and nodded sadly to Yagyu Zangetsu.

"This guy is Xiao Feng's friend. When I compensated Xiao Feng 300,000 taels, he was one of the guys who supported Xiao Feng!"

Yagyu Zangetsu said oh, looked at it, and stood up: "Then I have completed the task. You can just go to him and surrender, and you can still give him a share of credit."

After Yagyu Zangetsu finished speaking, he stood up and left. Tan Xinren gritted his teeth, lowered his head and waved to the boy, who ran over.

"Sir, would you like to add something?"

Tan Xinren took out a small piece of broken silver and stuffed it into the young man's hand: "Brother, please ask the General Guard over there and tell him that his old friend is looking for him."

The boy held on to the money tightly and said to himself that it was lucky that you asked me to call Mr. Zhao. I am not afraid of this. If you asked me to call the people from Dongchang, I would not want the money.

After listening to the young man's words, Mr. Zhao looked at the table next to him in surprise. Tan Xinren had his head lowered and his face was covered by a scarf. He couldn't see his appearance. He could only see that he was a fat guy.

It was a clear day and there was a steady flow of people. Zhao Zongqi was not afraid of anyone causing trouble, so he walked over and sat down.

"What old friends? My old Zhao doesn't have many old friends anymore. Damn it, this is not, this is not talking about..."

Tan Xinren is the richest man in the generation, and Zhao Zongqi naturally knows him. Tan Xinren quickly waved his hand, his face turned pale with fright.

"Speak low, speak low, I'm here to surrender. This matter is about Yan Shifan and it will be beneficial to Mr. Xiao. You should hurry up and take me to Beizhen Fusi!"

Zhao Zongqi scratched his head. This matter really made him a little confused. However, Jin Yiwei was well-informed. He had heard from Zhang Tianci before that Yan Shifan was looking for Tan Xinren, but Zhang Tianci always thought that Yan Shifan wanted to support Tan Xinren again. Deal with him.

Now it seems that what Tan Xinren said is 70% credible. Regardless of whether it was credible or not, since he took the initiative to surrender, he had no reason to turn him away.

But... Mr. Zhao is a reasonable person. He looked at Tan Xinren distressedly.

"You don't want to say why you surrendered. What crime should I use to arrest you?"

Tan Xinren was anxious: "Do you, Jin Yiwei, still need charges for arresting people? Hurry up, maybe those guys from Dongchang are also helping Yan Shifan find me!"

General Zhao nodded, indicating that he understood, then grabbed Tan Xinren's wrist and looked at him seriously.

"When you eat dumplings, why don't you dip them in soy sauce?"

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the capital is filled with joy. Impatient and wealthy people have begun to set off fireworks and firecrackers. The Five Cities Military and Horse Division has also prepared a large number of manpower for fire prevention and firefighting.

This year is a good year for Jiajing. He personally conquered the Tatars and defeated the Japanese pirates. He also completed the reform of the clan support system, and the Miao people also had a submissive attitude.

Therefore, Jiajing's mood is particularly good this year, and there are more favors to the people than every year, which also makes the joyful atmosphere in the capital even stronger.

It's late at night, and the capital city where the curfew has been lifted is still bustling with activity. Many out-of-town and local merchants want to take advantage of the Chinese New Year to do more business and make more money.

In particular, major restaurants were almost always open all night, which was rare in the era before Kaifeng cuisine and Golden Gate.

Under the cover of the excitement, Zhang Yuan quietly walked into Yan's house through the small door. Sure enough, she was waiting for him at the corner gate, smiled at him, twisted her waist and led the way.

Zhang Yuan was full of expectations. Although Xiao Feng's ointment worked, he was not sure whether it could completely detoxify it. Hedging your bets is always the best option.

In Yan Shifan's half of the yard, there were more than a dozen servants in the front yard, and the middle hall was quiet with no one around. As he gradually walked to the backyard, he went straight into the dilapidated Paradise Demon Cave.

In the deepest part of the Paradise Demon Cave, there were several people sitting. One of them looked at Zhang Yuan with a smile on his face. He was as gentle as jade and graceful. Next to him, there was a man with white hair and white beard who was old and mighty.

Zhang Yuan looked at the two people suspiciously: "Are you two from Miaojiang who came to detoxify me? You don't look very similar. Yan Shifan is not playing tricks on me, right?"

Xiao Qin smiled: "We are here to detoxify you. If you take this pill, the poison will be cured."

Zhang Yuan looked at the gray pill dragging in Xiao Qin's hand and said suspiciously: "If it's just a pill, why didn't Yan Shifan just give it to me instead of letting me take the risk of coming to his house?"

Xiao Qin shook her head: "Of course it's not just pills. After you take the pills, I have to use my power to remove the poison for you."

Zhang Yuan blinked and suddenly thought of Xiao Feng's words. Looking at the man in front of him, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He held his stomach and walked out.

"Damn, I'm so hungry today. Wait for me. I'll go to the hut and take medicine to detoxify when I come back."

Xiao Qin's move was like lightning, and she grabbed Zhang Yuan's wrist. Zhang Yuan struggled to break free, but he couldn't move at all. Zhang Yuan was shocked.

"Damn it, do you want to die? How dare you block me from going to the latrine? Don't you know who I am?"

Xiao Qin smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, it's not too late to take the medicine before leaving."

Zhang Yuanqing knew something was wrong, so he punched Xiao Qin in the face, kicked Xiao Qin in the crotch, and opened his throat to scream.

Xiao Qin easily dodged the punch and kick, and with a flick of his finger, the pill had been shot into Zhang Yuan's throat, blocking his scream.

Zhang Yuan was about to spit it out, Xiao Qin pinched Zhang Yuan's chin, gradually came over, hugged Zhang Yuan's other arm that was beating around, and said with a charming smile.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard that you can still make flower slaves ecstasy without your dick. I'm a little tempted by that.

The two of us shared Miao Jiang's last pair of heart poisons, so we were destined to eat them together. If you are still alive after everything is done, how about I take good care of you? "

Zhang Yuan struggled desperately, but Xiao Qin's kung fu was far superior to him, and with the gradual suppression, not only could he not move, he couldn't even shout.

Finally, Zhang Yuan's eyes became confused. Xiao Qin tilted her head and looked at him for a while, slowly let go of him, and winked at Zhang Yuan.

Gradually, he took a few steps back and looked at Zhang Yuan, silently practicing his skills in his heart. Zhang Yuan walked a few steps like a puppet and said something monotonously.

"Dongchang is handling the case, and those who are idle should stay away!"

Xiao Qin breathed a sigh of relief: "This guy's martial arts is not weak. If he hadn't been poisoned by the blood poison, it wouldn't be that easy just to control him with the heart poison."

Gradually she came closer to Xiao Qin, gently touched Xiao Qin's chest, and smiled seductively.

"Then it's up to me. If it's Aunt Bai and Aunt Qing, two losers who only like good food and good clothes, they can only control a kid like Wang Yingxiang.

After this success, the Holy Envoy must stay with me for a few days. You promised me before. "

Xiao Qin smiled and pinched her face: "So you have to save it until the end before you can use it. You have been with me for many years. Only the high priest and I know your identity, so you are keeping it for future use."

Xiao Wuji, who was next to him, snorted, glanced at him gradually, and said with a charming smile: "Why, I have been with you for seven or eight years, and you are still not satisfied? Without me to help you vent your anger, you would have gone crazy and died!"

Xiao Wuji said coldly: "To each other, if I hadn't treated you as medicine dregs, I'm afraid you would have gone crazy a long time ago. If it weren't for the poison in your body, I'm afraid I wouldn't have become so crazy."

Xiao Qin waved her hand and stopped the two people's quarreling.

"Inform the people in the front yard to prepare, go out in batches, and act as planned. Wait for the red fireworks to take off outside the city, and act together!"