"You all, go and wait on the streets. If you see that bastard, bring him back to me immediately!"
"Yes, sir."
Among the Yang family, Yang Xuan, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, was pacing back and forth angrily. It was getting late, and his unattractive son had not returned yet. I heard that he had been wandering around the place of fireworks for the past few days and was not thinking about Shu. He was afraid that he didn't even know his last name. .
Yang Xuan's old wife loved her son very much and wanted to come forward to comfort her, but he was repelled angrily. As time passed by, his face became more and more ugly.
When the moon was on the branches, a middle-aged scribe suddenly came outside the door, claiming to be Yang Zhiyuan's friend. Yang Xuan called him in with a gloomy face.
"Who are you and what is your relationship with my son!" Yang Xuan didn't have a good face at all. He always treated Yang Zhiyuan and other friends like Yang Zhiyuan without any pretense.
The person who came was none other than Yu Buping. He faced Yang Xuan and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "I have met Mr. Minister, my surname is Yu, and he is a good friend of Young Master Yang. The Young Master was drunk today, so he rested in the village."
"Hmph!"
Yang Xuan patted the table, stood up and said coldly: "Come here, bring that boy back to me immediately!"
Several attendants understood and were about to ask Yu Buping to lead the way, but the other party suddenly said: "My lord, please forgive me, I am afraid that Young Master Ling will not be able to come back for the time being."
"What are you talking about! I am his father! How dare he not come back?!" Yang Xuan was furious and did not understand what the other party meant.
Yu Buping raised his head and said with a smile: "My lord, I have misunderstood. What I mean is that my master and Mr. Ling hit it off immediately, and I would like to ask Mr. Ling to stay in the village for a while."
"Absurd!" Yang Xuan scolded angrily: "Staying here is too small! How presumptuous! How long does he want to stay! Does he still take me as a father seriously?"
Yu Buping narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Your Excellency still doesn't understand. What I want to say is that my master would like to have Young Master Ling stay for a while, but when Young Master Ling returns, it depends on Your Majesty's wishes."
Yang Xuan was startled at first, and then his eyes fell on Yu Buping like lightning. He stared at him tightly. The attendants beside him also understood what he meant, and their eyes suddenly became unkind. gold
By now, Yang Xuan had calmed down. He stared at Yu Buping coldly and asked, "Who are you?"
Yu Buping bowed his hands and said calmly: "People from the mountains and wilds, their humble names may taint the ears of adults."
"Bold!" The attendants on both sides glared, and someone immediately rushed forward and punched him.
Yu Buping stood tall and motionless, and connected two fingers with his backhand to seal the acupuncture points of the two people, locking them on the spot. The other people in the house changed their expressions when they saw it, and hurriedly shouted loudly, calling the servants outside the house to surround the thief. .
"stop!"
Yang Xuan shouted loudly, causing everyone to stop. He had a sharp eye, and he could tell in just a moment that this was unusual. This person must have come from the world, and had some real skills. He was afraid of the nursing home in his family. They are no match at all.
Yang Xuan thought for a moment and waved the servants around him who were about to take action to step away temporarily. He stepped forward, stared at Yu Buping and said: "I don't know who you are, but if Quanzi has offended you unintentionally, I am willing to apologize." ."鑑
Yu Buping smiled slightly: "Your Excellency, I am so condescending that I am afraid, but please rest assured, Master Ling did not offend us, but he is not kind enough. He accepted our benefits but was unwilling to do things. What do you think should be done?"
Yang Xuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Quinzi doesn't understand the rules and offended you all. It's because I taught you wrongly. I don't know how much Quanzi has received from you. I just want to repay everything for him."
"I admire you for your love for your son, but -" Yu Buping changed the topic and said in a slightly cold tone: "My master's wish is not to get back this mere money, but for you to replace Mr. Ling and promise him Things are done.”
Yang Xuan was silent for a long time and asked: "What did Quanzi promise?"
Yu Buping replied: "Young Master Ling has a relationship with the commander of the Jinyi Guards. My master hopes that you can come forward to ask for something from the Jinyi Guards on behalf of Young Master Ling."
Hearing this, Yang Xuan's brows knitted together, and he asked again: "What is it."
Yu Buping took a deep breath and said indifferently: "Half a year ago, the body of Nanshan Immortal, a Taoist implicated in Zheng Guogong's case, was discovered."
After hearing this, Yang Xuan's expression changed drastically. He looked at Yu Buping carefully and asked in surprise: "Are you a fellow disciple of that Taoist?"
Yang Xuan, the first official of Zheng Guogong, naturally knew that he had also heard about the charlatan sorcerer involved in this incident. He heard that he had some background, but he had not paid attention to the details. Now it seems that this person does have a lot of background.
Yu Buping glanced at Yang Xuan and did not answer. Instead, he turned and left. His last words echoed in the other person's ears -
"Master Ling's life or death depends on your thoughts."
After Yu Buping left, the servants at home took the initiative to ask for orders to chase him, but as soon as they left the house, they lost him without any surprise. After Yang Xuan learned about it, he didn't feel any loss, which was expected.
"Sir, let's report to the official!" the housekeeper at home persuaded.
Yang Xuan shook his head: "This person dares to take action in the capital. Either he is a madman, or he has someone to rely on. No matter what, if we report to the officials at this time, I am worried that if we push them too hard, Yuan'er may lose his life." gold
He only had Yang Zhiyuan as his son, how could he be so cruel? Yang Xuan was in a dilemma at the moment, but he still forced himself to calm down and used his connections to find out some things about Nanshan Immortal.
After a sleepless night, Yang Xuan waited for the result of the inquiry at noon the next day. The more he looked at him, the more frightened he became. This Nanshan immortal came from the Qingcheng sect in Sichuan. Let’s not mention his troublesome identity. The key is that this person was captured by the Jin Yiwei. captured and killed.
It's no wonder that they came up with this strategy, even kidnapping Yang Zhiyuan to force him to come forward. This Nanshan Immortal was obviously not an ordinary person. If the Jin Yiwei didn't nod, the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen wouldn't dare to make the decision privately.
But the problem is that Yang Xuan himself does not dare to open this mouth. It is very strange for him, a minister of the Ministry of Industry, to speak about Jianghu affairs. It is very strange and unreasonable.
Moreover, even if he has this intention, Jin Yiwei may not buy his account. It is his son Yang Zhiyuan who is friends with Mr. Lu, and not himself. There is still a big difference.
At the same time, in the Taoist temple outside the city, Yang Zhiyuan woke up and spent a night in panic. After finally calming down, he roughly understood his situation.
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He was angry and scared. Looking at Yu Buping in front of him, he calmed down and said with a wry smile: "Brother Yu, even if you tie me up, it won't help. The key to this matter is not whether my father is willing to handle it. It’s about whether he can do it.”
Yu Buping said coldly: "Your Majesty loves his son so much that if he threatens his virtuous brother's life, he will definitely do his best."
After hearing this, Yang Zhiyuan really wanted to curse. Doesn't this guy understand people? His father may have that kind of heart, but he may not have the ability.
And have these people really not thought about the consequences of attacking in Beijing? I'm afraid that Jin Yiwei will send you down to reunite with the dead man before his father can deliver the body to you!
