When he was out of town, he would encounter a murderer. When he was arrested, he said that he belonged to a mysterious organization that had disappeared in the long river of history for nearly 20 years. This made Chang Yu a little surprised but also full of curiosity: "How can you prove that you are that six-year-old?" The door?"
The thin man didn't say anything, but just threw the dagger in his hand over. It was the murder weapon he used to commit the crime yesterday.
Chang Yu took it and looked at it carefully. There were three small seal characters on the handle of the dagger: six doors.
"Only because of this?" Chang Yu sneered.
"It's a great luck to be alive and stay here. How do you want me to prove it?" The thin man shook his head and smiled bitterly, his eyes full of resentment, but in his heart he began to become curious about the young man in front of him. After he committed the murder yesterday While he was running away, he noticed someone was chasing him. He didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking it was just Bingma Si or Fang Ba's men. He was extremely confident in his body skills and speed. He could easily get rid of his pursuers, but he ran for hundreds. Mi Hou knew that he had underestimated the other party. His speed was not inferior to his own, and he was extremely alert. If he had not been interfered by others, he would probably not be able to get rid of him. At that time, he took a quick glance out of curiosity, but the light was dim at the time and he could not see clearly. I saw a rough outline, so much so that I didn't recognize it when I looked at Chang Yu just now.
But Chang Yu was different. He already had a photographic memory, and when the thin man was committing the murder, he was watching the excitement not far away. He saw it clearly at that time, so he could recognize it even at a casual glance. .
As for the fact that neither the Bingma Division nor the gangs arrested this person last night, it is actually quite understandable. First of all, there are no cameras or Skynet these days, so we don’t know where to catch the murderer. Furthermore, this person comes from a six-door background. He is secretive and low-key, and his skills in anti-reconnaissance and anti-pursuit are first-class. It would be too difficult for ordinary government officials to catch him!
"Find a quiet place to chat?" Chang Yu saw him throwing the knives over, and he was obviously giving up the resistance. This somewhat surprised him. He thought that the murderer was going to die.
"We can chat, but you have to tell me first where you are and whether you are qualified." The thin man smiled coldly.
"It doesn't matter if you are qualified or not, you still think you can escape." Kuang Ren took a step forward and snorted. The thin man sneered and stared at Chang Yu with calm eyes.
"I can let you live, or I can let you die. Do you think you are qualified?" Chang Yu said calmly. The skinny man's expression changed slightly: "So you are really from the public sect. The soldiers and horses are still From the Ministry of Justice?"
"What you said is not even worthy of carrying shoes." Kuang Ren curled his lips, and the thin man narrowed his eyes: "Jin Yiwei? Dongchang?"
Chang Yu smiled slightly and pointed to the sky with his index finger. The thin man was startled, and then he said, "In the past, we were still a family."
"Since we are a family, you can put away that thing in your hand." Chang Yu chuckled, and the thin man was startled again, and then smiled and said: "You have good eyesight." He spread his left hand, and there was actually a thunder in the palm of his hand. Pearl, I just don’t know if it is a thunder or poisonous mist, but it is certain that it is a thing for him to save his life or to escape from his life.
Seeing the situation, Ren couldn't help but gasp. This guy is really cunning. He throws the murder weapon over to make people think he won't resist, but in fact, there is thunder in his palm, and it suddenly explodes when you relax your vigilance...
"It's not that I have good eyesight, but I have more experience. I have a few friends around me who like to play with these things." Chang Yu smiled calmly: "I don't know your name yet?"
"Business eliminates disease"
Chang Yu's expression was dull: "I haven't heard of it."
"He's just a nobody." Shang Quji exclaimed, "I wonder what I call this master?"
"I am also an unknown person." Chang Yu did not intend to reveal his identity: "Since we have opened the door to speak frankly, why don't we find a quiet place to have a good talk." Shang Quji frowned: "You don't even dare to name me. Tell me, is this called opening the door and speaking out? You make me wonder if the quiet place you are talking about is Jinyiwei or Dongchang's prison."
Chang Yu smiled: "You don't seem qualified to go to that place." He sighed slightly and said, "It would seem stingy of me not to say anything, Dongchang Chang Yu."
Shang Quji nodded slightly: "Dongchang has really been at its peak in recent years. Look at your momentum, which is at least a high-level one, but you are so young...Chang Yu, you..." Shang Quji suddenly widened his eyes: "You don't know how. yes……"
Chang Yu nodded slightly: "I am qualified to judge your life or death."
Shang Quji was so shocked that he didn't know what to say for a moment: "You, shouldn't you be by the emperor's side at this time..."
He actually didn't expect that the powerful lady would be drinking mutton soup in a fly shop in the alley on such a big festival day. Fortunately, she was accidentally bumped into him. Was he too unlucky or too lucky? Woolen cloth.
The backyard of the yamen was very quiet. On the stone table under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree were a plate of salted peanuts, a plate of braised beef, and a pot of wine.
Shang Qu quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He had not drank for a long time. The strong and spicy wine in his mouth made him change his color: "This is a Shao Knife from the north. It can only be found in Liaodong."
"You know the goods." Chang Yu smiled slightly: "Friends outside the customs gave some. I don't drink alcohol on weekdays and use it to reward my subordinates. Today I use it to treat you, this distinguished guest."
"Dear guest?" Shang Qu smiled bitterly: "You are just a fugitive."
"Aren't fugitives and strong liquor more suitable for each other?" Chang Yu smiled faintly, Shang Quji was startled, and then he poured and drank again: "For so many years, life and death have long been uncertain. To be entertained by such a big shot like you today is great. It’s worth dying.”
"We'll discuss whether it's life or death later. Let's find out first." Chang Yu said expressionlessly.
After three glasses of wine, Shang Quji's face turned red, and he opened his heart and revealed his family background: "A native of Yuncheng, Shandong Province, he practiced martial arts since he was a child. When he was thirteen, he joined the grain boat gang with his elder brother and traveled around the world. When he was sixteen, he and his elder brother We were all caught up in six gates by the imperial court..."
"Since ancient times, there is a saying that birds are hidden with bows and rabbits are dead, and rabbits are cooked with dogs. But if the former is hidden, that's fine. But dogs must be killed and cooked for meat. They must be killed." Shang Qu quickly picked up the wine pot and drank a few sips, but was choked. A burst of snot and tears: "Overnight, everyone died, everyone escaped, and everyone scattered..."
And he, who was lucky enough to escape with his life, fell into the world and lived a life of turmoil. He was afraid of being discovered by the imperial spies and eradicated him. It was not until a few years ago that the news faded away that he returned to making a living as a grain farmer. He just lived a free life in the world. No longer able to adapt to normal life, they had no choice but to endure it for food and clothing, even if they were ostracized everywhere. Years ago, when the Tatars entered the country, their lives were devastated. They lost their livelihood and fled to the capital, and then followed the flow to Tongzhou Farm Hukou. But they found that that was not the life they wanted at all.
People in the arena can only float in the arena and make their way in the arena.
So they returned to the capital and wanted to continue eating in the world.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes, and fights and killings are inevitable. Shang Quji is highly regarded in their gang for his skill and ruthlessness, but he usually acts in a low-key and secretive way, and fights in small quantities. He never showed up, and he was always killed or injured whenever he made a move. This was related to his original occupation, which was what he did.
After listening to his self-report, Chang Yu sighed: "Men are afraid of getting into the wrong profession."
Shang Quji was already sixty-seven points drunk, and nodded with a wry smile: "Once you enter the world, there is no turning back." He drank the pot of strong wine in one gulp, and then quickly stuffed all the remaining beef in the plate into his mouth. While chewing heavily, he muttered: "If you drink too much and eat meat, you will end up a satiated ghost!"
"It seems you knew you were going to die." Chang Yu smiled faintly.
"I should have died seventeen years ago, not to mention the three lives lost last night," Shang Quji said. At this time, his face was red and his eyes were weeping like crazy: "Seventeen years ago, I changed to my brother. The one who died was the one who tried his best to cover my escape..."
Chang Yu sighed: "The imperial court is still the imperial court of seventeen years ago, and the emperor is still the emperor seventeen years ago, but the Dongchang of today is not the Dongchang of seventeen years ago."
"What's the difference? Do you dare to say that Dongchang is clean now?" Shang Quji looked disdainful, and Chang Yu smiled bitterly: "Just because it's as dirty as before, you don't have to die. The desperadoes in Dongchang are not few".
"But I am different from ordinary desperadoes. I am a fugitive who the court wants to kill and silence. In addition, there were at least 11 lives in the hands of three people yesterday!" Shang Quji looked bitter.
Chang Yu chuckled: "Don't show off these few lives in front of me. Who doesn't hold a hundred and eighty lives in their hands? Don't say that you are a fugitive from the imperial court. There are assassins here." And there are more than one of them! This is just around the governor. There are countless desperadoes under Dongchang serving the imperial court. To be honest, the original six gates are dead in name, but they still exist."
Shang Quji was silent for a moment, then took a long breath and stared at Chang Yu: "I have heard for a long time that there are many experts in Dongchang. Just now, the governor also said that you have many talents under your command, and the young ones are not talented. I really can't understand why the governor wants to keep them. I know that my life is worth a lot and I have no merit, so why should I be favored by the governor?"
"That's weird for you. When I arrested you earlier, you ran away with your life. Now that the governor spares your life, you are asking for death again and again." Kuang Ren sneered beside him, and Shang Quji lowered his head and sighed: "I know that. There is no escape, no matter life or death, we must understand it.”
"Then I will give you an explanation." Chang Yu stood up and looked up at the sky: "I can give you justice for the court. Whether it is redemption or peace of mind, I can't do anything to you after all."
"Justice, justice." Shang Quji was startled at first and then looked sad and angry: "We worked hard for the imperial court, but in the end we ended up on the run. There are only a few people left alive, and many brothers have been killed. Now you can just say a word Well, whose justice is this?”
Chang Yu turned to look at him and asked indifferently: "What about the justice for the eleven lives in your hands?"
Shang Quji was stunned for a moment.
