Three days ago…
night.
Yang Fang, Jiang Ayan.
There was not much food on the table, but a lot of wine was consumed.
The knife was not unsheathed after all...
Two days ago…
night.
Yang Fang, Jiang Ayan.
It was still just the two of them.
It's just that the location has changed, it's in a Zen room.
There was not much movement on the table of dishes, probably because they were all vegetarian dishes?
I drank a lot of wine, although it was also plain wine.
The knife is still unsheathed.
Recently, several courtiers have been trying to impeach the Li Jinglong brothers, saying that they "harbor evil intentions, prepare for escape, have ulterior motives, and have evil plans..." The words are so fierce that it is said that even the elephant wat can't block their flying spittle, and they almost spray it. On the emperor's face.
It is even said that my name "Jiang A-yan" is still on the bullet!
Jiang Ayan is so worried! If Governor Li hands me over to protect himself...
"Yes, there are descendants of the Huang family, and he killed the few visitors from Jiaofangsi." Jiang Ayan took a sip of wine.
After chatting for two days and two nights, we finally got to the main topic.
"Where's Li Rui?" Yang Fang also took a sip of wine.
"You don't care if Li Rui killed him, so why are you so serious?" Jiang Ayan said, "No wonder he's still a Xiaoqi!"
"So, where?"
"Catch him and put aside my relationship with him. Don't involve me, let alone the governor." Jiang Ayan looked at Yang Fang, "Can you do it?"
Yang Fang said: "This matter involves the Jianwenyu Party. The emperor will definitely investigate it personally. How can I guarantee that he will not expose you?"
Jiang Ayan came closer and said with some disappointment: "Yang Xiaoqi, are you pretending to be confused with me?"
"I do not understand what you say."
Jiang Ayan stared at Yang Fang for a long time, then raised his hand and wiped his neck.
"How can I get promoted and make a fortune if I kill him?"
"You do not dare?"
"Every effort must be rewarded."
“Rewards always come with risks.”
"I won't do anything without guarantees, and I really don't dare to do it."
"Let me ask you, who is my master?"
"Li Zengzhi."
"Who is brother Li Zengzhi?"
"Li Jinglong."
"Isn't this guaranteed?"
"As far as I know, Li Jinglong is currently idle at home and cannot face the saints. Li Zengzhi is also under house arrest. Both of them are in a state of disgrace. After the matter is done, who should I ask for promotion? You?"
"I might as well tell you! Gao Zhen, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, is Li Jinglong's nephew; Li Jinglong is his uncle, his biological uncle!"
Jiang Ayan looked at Yang Fang and saw that his eyes seemed to be shining with light.
After having a glass of wine to calm down, Yang Fang asked again: "Is this what you mean, or is it what the Li brothers mean?"
"Why bother asking."
"If that's what you mean, I'm afraid it will be self-defeating."
"Just do it!" Jiang Ayan said impatiently in a deep voice, "After the matter is completed, you will be promoted to an official position, and I will continue to live my life and make my fortune, isn't it good?"
Seeing that Jiang Ayan was a little anxious, Yang Fang knew that he had guessed correctly and sneered in his heart.
Based on Jiang Ayan's intelligence, the purpose of this move was probably to distance himself from the descendants of the Huang family to prevent Governor Li from being accused of a bigger crime; secondly, he was afraid that he might have something to do with the descendants of the Huang family. Celebrating festivals, avenging private vengeance...
But as long as it is Jiang Ayan's personal idea, this can be done.
Get the clues first and then talk.
"Suzhou Prefecture, Kunshan..." Jiang A's address was very specific and sincere.
"By the way, Huang Zicheng, there is more than one son alive, right?" Yang Fang shook the wine glass in his hand.
"Four." Jiang Ayan said without thinking.
"Kill them all?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ayan smiled: "It depends on what you like. But Tian Yanze must be killed... Oh, it should be Huang Ze."
Huang Zicheng's four sons are: the eldest son Huang Gui, whose name is Tian Guiheng in the yellow book; the second son Huang Yu was renamed Tian Qinhe; the third son Huang Run was renamed Tian Shupeng; the fourth son Huang Ze was only seven or eight years old at the time, and also changed his name. ——He is exactly the Tian Yanze mentioned by Jiang Ayan.
He is also the biggest suspect in the Jiaofangsi case.
At the age of seven or eight, the first year of his marriage, he was a carefree age, but he was hiding in Tibet in the war-torn Middle East, terrified; he also watched his family members being captured and slaughtered with his own eyes.
Perhaps, he had also been dormant in Jiaofangsi for many years, and had witnessed his mother and aunt being miserably humiliated...
The stories can be connected together... and we understand why the four sons of the Huang family were able to escape execution back then - the nobleman behind them was undoubtedly Li Jinglong.
Seven or eight-year-old children, one day finally grow up into a dancing elephant boy, able to lift a knife, full of hatred and anger, to vent their hatred and anger on the tourists!
Yang Fang couldn't help but sympathize with them.
"I told you my name and location." Jiang Ayan held out three fingers, "Three days, is it enough?"
Yang Fang shook his head: "Ten days."
Jiang Ayan gritted her teeth: "Okay, I'll give you ten days!"
"But I have one more condition." Yang Fang said, "You have to prove to me first that you and Gao Zhen can talk."
"How do you want me to prove it?"
"I have two friends, and I don't want them to get involved." Yang Fang said, "Transfer them elsewhere for ten days."
"Okay. Just wait." Jiang Ayan said cheerfully.
The words sounded like a threat.
But in fact, the real threat lies behind:
"If you are playing tricks, neither you nor I will get better." Jiang Ayan said in a low and slow baritone, "But I, Jiang Ayan, am alone and have nothing to worry about. You, Yang Xiaoqi's family, my The brothers will help take care of him, especially the head catcher, Ren... Let's call him Ren Ran! Maybe, he will also become the plaything of the Jiaofang Division."
"You!" Yang Fang shouted.
"Don't get excited, I'm just giving you a heads up." Jiang Ayan raised the cup, "I wish you success soon!"
Yang Fang tried hard to control himself, suppressed his anger and sat down, picked up the cup, and drank it all without looking at Jiang Ayan!
Jiang Ayan looked at him, tilted his mouth, and drank the wine in his glass.
…
On the third day, Jiang Ayan slipped away first.
Yang Fang stayed alone at Jianchu Temple in Yuhuatai, wanting to relax for a while.
…
"Watch it! Take it back and give it to the Criminal Department to prepare a crime!"
"Give us another fast horse!"
What was brought was an old horse.
"Sir, this is the best horse in the department..." the night patrol captain said with an aggrieved face.
Forget it, just ride it!
Zhang Bilin and Lin You threw Jiang Hua to two night patrol lieutenants from the Nancheng Army and Horses Division. The two mounted an old horse one after the other, whipped them, and galloped away to Yuhuatai.
The two night patrol captains holding lanterns looked at the Jin Yiwei who quickly disappeared into the night, and then looked at the Jiang paintings on the ground...
Although the Military and Horse Division of the Five Cities had not yet returned to be the commander of the Jinyiwei at this time, as a low-level captain, he was still in awe of the emperor's personal Jinyiwei. Besides, he also had the responsibility to cooperate with their work.
So although he was unhappy with Lin Linyou and the others' attitude, after cursing a few words secretly, he vented his grievances on poor Jiang Hua and kicked him to the punishment department.
This place is about ten miles away from Yuhuatai, and it only takes less than half an hour to reach it by horse riding on the official road.
But it took the two of them more than half an hour to arrive, because Zhang Bi was too heavy and one person could bear the weight of two people; the horses were too old. More importantly, when on the road...
"Brother, just ride your horse well. What does it mean to be fast, slow, and suddenly stop suddenly?" Lin Linyou, who was sitting in front and held in the arms of Zhang Bi, who was holding the reins, was very uncomfortable.
"Drive!" Zhang Bi said, "Hey - I'm letting the horse rest... drive! Come on -"
Knock, knock, knock...
Zhang Bi: "Second brother, let's enjoy this moment! It's such an opportunity that a price can't buy!"
Lin Linyou held the handle of the knife tightly: "If you weren't my eldest brother, I would have cut you up and sent you to Zhidian Prison!"
Zhang Bi: "You can't have more than me, because I'm already full! Yu——"
"..."
…
…
It finally arrived, but Zhang Bi still persisted in riding the horse up the stone steps mountain road, and only reined in the horse when he reached the mountain gate.
Lin Linyou couldn't wait to jump off the horse and reached out to rub his buttocks.
The plaque on the mountain gate reads "Jianchu Temple" in regular script, which is simple, authentic and natural.
"Why are you here?" Lin Linyou asked.
"There is murderous intent here." Zhang Bi casually tied the horse to the feet of the angry-eyed Vajra beside the mountain gate.
"speak English."
"Only here is the light on," Zhang Bi said. "The whole Yuhuatai is pitch black. Is it possible to search the mountain in the dark? If you want to search, you have to search at dawn."
"It seems to be the regular script of the Eastern Wu Dynasty, but it has a bit of official script." Lin Linyou usually has some knowledge of calligraphy, but now he is not in a hurry. He holds his head high and admires the plaque on the mountain gate, "The first temple was built, the sword was first tried... …She really has murderous intent!”
Zhang Bi pushed him behind him: "I've been running all day, and I'm tired, hungry and sleepy! Go ahead and ask for a bowl of rice!"
"Amitabha."
Suddenly hearing a powerful and steady call to the Buddha, a middle-aged monk came out from behind the mountain gate and bowed to the two of them together:
"The donor is very knowledgeable. Our temple was built in the 10th year of Wu Chiwu, when the founder Kang Seng came here to promote Dharma and practice. It has been one thousand one hundred and sixty and three years since then. As the river goes eastward, life is like a dream. ah!"
