Phew!
Another person was thrown over.
After Ning Wuyang experienced Qin Shi's humiliation just now, he was already very calm about it, but his head was beating wildly a few times secretly.
When he saw the man on the ground with black blood flowing from his mouth, he sighed with regret: He was caught right, and he is dead.
Qin Shi kicked the dead body in front of him and explained, "It's from Japan."
Japanese people? !
In the light of the electric stone fire, Ning Wuyan's mind flashed to the two Japanese people acting in the back door, and he suddenly realized.
It turned out that the other wave of people who attacked him were Japanese people.
But why?
Is it because of his previous remarks about not wanting to donate money to the Japanese people?
"Speaking of Japanese people, when I was waiting for the exam just now, I heard other students mention that recently, there have been many incidents in their homes or the homes of their friends who were possessed by the ghosts of Japanese people."
What?
Ning Wuxu listened to the third brother's words as if he were hearing a fantasy, and suddenly he was stunned.
He is a staunch materialist who values hearing and believing.
He has a neutral opinion on whether there are such things as dead souls. He has never seen it, and he can't deny that those who have seen it have seen it.
If one or two people talk about dead souls, they may be hallucinating. If a bunch of people say the same thing, it would be interesting.
"What dead soul? Third brother, let's get on the carriage and talk as we walk."
As for the dead Japanese masterpiece.
Ning Wuhuang asked Qin Shi to make another trip and throw it to his second uncle, so that the officials could draw a portrait and conduct an investigation based on the Japanese man's daily life and connections.
No matter whether it is small fish or shrimp, as long as you can catch it, every one less counts as one.
For these Japanese people with evil intentions, they would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.
"But Fifth Brother, why would this Japanese target you?"
Ning Wuyu took the lead in asking the doubts in his heart before telling what he had heard.
Ning Wuyan frowned and thought for a moment, thinking about what happened at the back door that day, he smiled.
"Maybe it's because of my reputation for making money and doing good things."
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Ning Wuyi and Yunfei rolled their eyes to the sky in unison. They didn't expect that at this time, he would still have the heart to tell a joke.
Seeing their reactions, Ning Wuhuang couldn't explain it clearly.
It seems that only when the Japanese appear publicly can the third brother and Xiao Yunfei know what kind of medicine the Japanese are selling in their gourds.
After all, if the Japanese want his life, there are many ways, but if they want his money, they must have direct contact with him.
Xiaoxiang Pavilion is a very good stage.
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Xuanwu Lakeside.
An Yuan Teji was sitting in front of a tea shop, carefully tasting the Longjing after the rain picked this year, and people's comments floated in his ears from time to time.
"Did you hear that Ning Shixian passed the martial arts examination? Today we are having a banquet at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion with the students who took the examination."
"Why haven't you heard that after the old madam got the news, she specially asked the new oiran girl Xirou to practice her newly learned music and prepare a song to impress the Shixian, so that she could ask the Shixian to compose a song for her and help her become famous in Jiangnan Where’s the flower shop?”
"It's such a romantic young man. It's not that Ning Shixian's foot was injured. He went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion today and I don't know if it will delay his work."
When talking about these dirty words, the men glanced at the girls washing their clothes on the steps and lowered their voices.
Little did they know, those girls were pricking up their ears and listening secretly. From time to time, two red clouds appeared on their cheeks, which looked more colorful and moving than the colorful cloth in their hands.
An Yuan Tetsuji looked at the lively streets and the people who had nothing to do and could talk to each other leisurely. He couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy in his heart.
If it hadn't been for this natural disaster, the Japanese army of 100,000 would have arrived on the coast of Daxing as soon as possible, joined forces with other countries in the Western Regions to find a corner of Daxing, and would have moved here to live and work in peace and contentment. Would they have been able to live a contented life like the people of Daxing, without having to worry about today? After falling asleep, will we no longer live in fear of not being able to see the sun tomorrow because of natural disasters?
In this case, people will not have to become violent mentally due to long-term living in a depressive environment. They will also learn from the example of a big country like Daxing, and gradually become more tolerant and live in harmony and prosperity?
Thinking of his original intention of coming to Daxing, An Yuan Chezhi calmed down a lot during this period because he used what he had learned to pretend to be gods and ghosts to deceive others.
He is fighting for the future of Japan, not for personal gain or loss to deceive the Daxing people.
It is necessary to revitalize those wealthy merchants and gentry and contribute some wealth to help the poor and weak people of Japan.
When the Japanese people move to the land of Daxing, he will definitely appreciate the efforts of these people and do business with them to repay them.
An Yuan Teji thought so, and his eyes became extremely firm.
Because next.
He was committing fraud on a man with a reputation for good.
Ning Wuhao is a poet in Jinling.
Before he set foot on the land of Jinling, he had read the poems written by Jinling Shixian and praised them as the beauty of heaven and man.
Now he has to play with the Jinling Poetry Immortal among the applause, which is not what he wants, but he has to do it.
An Yuan Teji stood up and walked in the direction of Xiaoxiang Pavilion according to the route in his memory.
When he was still one street away from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he saw Saburo Iwasa nervously gesturing towards him in a dark alley, asking him to come over.
An Yuan Tetsuji glanced around at the Daxing people who were busy with their own affairs due to the increase in guests. When he was sure that no one was watching him, he walked forward to an alley, ducked in, and then took a long way to the alley where Iwasasaburo was. inside.
Only then did I realize that besides Iwasasaburo, Kono was also there.
"Mr. An Yuan, it's bad. The subordinate who was arranged outside the examination school was caught with poison, and the horse feeder in the examination school was also caught. In addition, the drummer was also arrested. Listen. It is said that someone asked him to tamper with Ning Wuyan's stirrup, and now the whole city is strictly investigating people coming from the Western Region."
Did people from the Western Regions tamper with Ning Wuyan's stirrup?
An Yuan Chezhi was shocked and asked quickly: "Is Ning Wuyan injured?"
Could it be that there was an error in the news, and people were spreading rumors, saying that Ning Wuyou held a banquet at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but he was injured and could not attend?
When mentioning this matter, Kono's expression became strange: "It's strange to say that, with such a big battle in the government, I thought that I would be disabled if I didn't die, but in the end I just sprained my foot and injured the sole of my foot. It's nothing wrong. I I asked people to inquire about it, and it is said that the people from the Western Regions were worried that Ning Wushuo would go to Beijing to participate in the competition and ruin their important affairs, so they asked Xizuo to take action."
Just be fine.
Anyuan Tetsuji breathed a sigh of relief and answered Kono's previous question.
"This opportunity cannot be missed. I am preparing to go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to see Ning Wuhou according to the previous plan. Later, you will lead the clues about the poisoned subordinates to the people of the Western Regions, pretending to be instigated by them, and want to take revenge on Ning Wuhou. Donating money to the Japanese."
Saburo Iwasa was very puzzled when he heard this arrangement.
"An Yuanjun, if this is the case, wouldn't they have a worse impression of us?"
"Without this incident, wouldn't they have a bad impression of us? The reason why they have been able to collect three hundred thousand donations these days is not that they want to help the Japanese people, but that they are afraid of the Japanese people's souls possessing them. Since they have established If we have such an image, then we must do things to the best of our ability, so that even if they have a bad impression, they will still feel resentful and afraid, and let them know that if we cannot meet our needs, there will definitely be no good end."
An Yuan Teji's handsome face was full of anger.
This reminded Iwasasaburo and Kono of the images of those who acted as ghosts at the ghost-killing convention in their hometown, and they couldn't help but shudder.
The An Yuan family of requiem masters has dealt with the dead souls too much, and as expected, they have also been tainted with the spirit of the dead souls. They are usually kind-hearted, and even donate a tael of the money they earn. When they are serious, they are worse than the ghosts of the dead souls. Be scary.
"We all obey Mr. An Yuan's orders."
"Then stop talking nonsense and start implementing the plan to have Ning Wuxu raise a hundred thousand taels in public."
An Yuan Teji didn't want to get angry at the two of them.
He was just a little nervous and a little excited.
Because the person he was about to deceive was the famous Jinling Shixian, a young genius who even he admired!
