Mo Ying also felt unlucky. While sitting at home, several gangsters came to the door and smashed the house.
Because the house in the capital needs manpower to repair and maintain, whether it is the confidants brought from the hometown or the servants recruited from the capital, they are all helping there. There are only a few maids and servants left to serve around them, and they are all very cautious. , didn’t even dare to show his head. Fortunately, Mr. Matsushima, who was recommended by his master, was very skilled. When he saw Wenwen for the first time, he looked at Wenwen’s weakness and thought he was just pretending to be wearing the clothes that symbolized Fu Yinglan Nin. I didn't expect that it would be so easy to deal with those gangsters. Just one kick made one of them vomit blood. It was really powerful.
Mo Ying was thinking about whether he should go to a famous Taoist mountain to offer incense and repay his wish when things were over, but he didn't dare to bump into a broom star. The family was so unlucky during the New Year.
Mr. Songdao, whose full name I still don't know, is really kind. In Liangwei's view, even if there is no business cooperation, it is still necessary to make a good friendship. Afraid that these ruffians would come back, this rather righteous Fu Ying Langren took the initiative to track these guys with impure intentions, which indeed moved Liangwei beyond measure.
This makes me have to mention that my master is worthy of being born in a wealthy family that competed with the only prince with a different surname in the dynasty in the world. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and he can actually have connections with Shanghai overseas. This It's really unexpected.
Thinking of the chance encounter with his master a few years ago, Mo Ying couldn't help but feel a little lucky. He was lucky to have made his original choice and was able to become a disciple of Bai Jiahui in such a lucky year. Not only did his family stand out in Yongzhou and even Lingnan Road in just a few years, He was granted the title of Marquis of Yongzhou, a high position similar to that of a local emperor, and he was also able to sell green tea through his master.
This new gadget is accessible to men, women, and children regardless of age or region. When she followed her master to the Western Regions and passed through the small country of Shule, Mo Ying saw with her own eyes that this tea was robbed as soon as it was put on the market. Some people lost their money and mortgaged their houses. You still need to buy a few taels when you sell your house, which is enough to show how popular it is.
This time when he settled in the capital, the master even introduced the Fuying people who developed green tea to him, and gave him full authority over the future sales of green tea in the Great Zhou Dynasty. What he gained under the control of this desire was not limited to rights. This is an enviable position, and there is even more coveted money.
No wonder that back then, my father had five uncles, and I had many brothers. My grandfather had high hopes for me, especially since the old man who was dedicated to proving Taoism through martial arts once said before he left Wudang to devote himself to cultivation, "No one can build me up." There are five people in my family, but I am the only one in my Mo family, Sun Ying'er."
It was obviously a prophecy. Knowing such a master would save the Mo family many detours.
Mo Ying, who couldn't help but be complacent, was immersed in the thoughts and imagination of leading his family to transform from that peaceful corner of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to become a master, when the Fu Ying Lang Nin Matsushima wandered in from outside.
Calculating the time, Mr. Songdao has been away for an hour, and this trip is a waste of time.
Quickly ordering the maids to bring the food and wine that had been prepared to the table, Mo Ying went out and asked, "Why is Master Songdao coming back so late?"
Without telling what happened to Bai Jiahui, obviously deliberately concealing Mo Ying's information about his master in the capital, Fu Yinglangren said, "I met an acquaintance and chatted for a few words."
Before Mo Ying could ask further questions, this Fuying man who had left a good impression on the other party suddenly became interested and said, "Do you know where those people went?"
After letting Songdao sit in the first place, Mo Ying's heart moved, but he could guess the general category and asked tentatively: "Liangwei?"
Matsushima chuckled and nodded.
I have to admire Bai Jiahui's intelligence. Songdao has to reexamine the head of this declining family. It seems that he really needs to tell his master everything about this Bai family's winning talent.
Songdao smiled and said: "Actually, everything was in our plan, but we never thought that Liangwei would be so impatient and take action in such a hurry. But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how early it is and how late it is. It's midnight. He has already entered the urn, and now he is like a fish on the anvil. As long as something happens, he will be unable to fly."
Hearing the meaning of Songdao's words, Mo Ying asked carefully: "What happened on the third night of the night?"
Without hiding anything, Songdao gave a brief summary of what had just happened in the Liang family's house, saying: "At that time, I didn't dare to stay too long, but I can be sure that the guy from Liangwei is probably dead. Don't even think about it if he doesn't die. Well, at that moment, the stone road was smashed with such great force. In this way, I dare not say anything else. Jingzhao Mansion does not dare to convict when investigating. It will definitely be stabbed upward. By then, new crimes will be old. The sins will be counted together..."
At this point, Songdao suddenly heard the words Bai Jiahui had said just now, "If you add another level of crime, you may not be able to escape the death penalty."
Mo Ying gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised: "Tall, really tall."
Gladly accepting the compliment, Songdao smiled and said: "But then again, it was a coincidence that the few gangsters Liangwei found were coincidental. They had Ye Sangeng come to the door just after they returned, and they mistakenly thought they were... He is the murderer who wiped out the Su family. It’s so miserable.”
Mo Ying echoed: "Such a coincidence is unexpected. I should say God helps me."
Obviously, they saw that the situation was a foregone conclusion and they wanted to celebrate. Mo Ying ordered the servants at the door to bring out the sake he brought from his hometown.
Then Mo Ying said again: "Did Mr. Songdao arrange the Su family's destruction?"
Song Dao nodded, "The adult behind me said that if you want to achieve great things, you don't have to stick to trivial matters. Just killing a few people is nothing compared to seizing the Ye family."
Knowing that the Fuying man had misunderstood her, Mo Ying said: "Of course it is, otherwise how could Ye Sangen do such a thing?" Then the conversation changed, and Mo Ying asked cautiously: " I wonder if it would be convenient for Lord Matsushima to tell the identity of the person behind you right now?"
Tasting the bowl of sake that was not much different from the taste of his hometown, Matsushima smacked his lips with unsatisfied taste.
From the beginning to the end, from the moment he and Mo Ying met, he didn't want to show up for some reason and only confessed behind his back that he had arranged Mo Ying's actions. Every step of Bai Jiahui's work was considered to be complete, and he introduced Yejia Ye Sanjie step by step into the carefully designed layout. Among them, it has to be said that the means are extraordinary and the mind is transcendent.
What Songdao didn't understand was why Bai Jiahui had to hide it from his apprentice, and why he had to pick it off so cleanly. Even this seamless plan had become someone else's handiwork, and he was not prepared to let anyone know that this was the work of someone else. He is strategizing. Obviously he can tell Mo Ying everything, wouldn't it be easier to do things like that? It's good now that his disciples don't even know that their master is in the capital, which is hard to understand.
Matsushima said: "Who is the adult behind you? It's really not convenient for me to tell you. That adult has told me many times that his identity must not be revealed. As for why, I'm afraid he won't tell me even if I ask. But according to the I think that when this matter is over, that adult will definitely come out to see you, and you can just ask yourself what the secret is."
In fact, he is not too obsessed with meeting the person behind Songdao. The reason why Mo Ying has this idea is just to know who this person is, so that he can talk about it when he meets the master in the future.
Knowing the master's family background, he naturally also knew the master's family affairs, so after getting acquainted with Songdao, he hit it off with Songdao's proposal to deal with the Ye family. He just wanted to help the master out, so he came to the capital just over a month ago. After finalizing the plan, we acted in a hurry. Although there were some unsatisfactory things during the process, fortunately, we were able to make corrections in time and no major mistakes were made.
He just wanted to honor his master, and I have to say that Mo Ying was indeed a good disciple.
It's just that although the apprentice is good, it's hard to say how good the master is.
At the moment, the master who pushed his apprentice into the chess game but deliberately concealed it for some unknown reason stood at one end of the Xinghua Lane, looking at the late night walker who was striding towards him, and kicked open the door of his apprentice's courtyard.
He coughed a few times. It was probably not like he was talking to the guard who was always by his side, but more like talking to himself.
"I can't bear to let my child catch the wolf. Mo Ying, I will treat you as a filial teacher."
Apparently adapting to the weather here, the cough gradually became lighter, and Bai Jiahui smiled meaningfully at the corner of his mouth.
"The crime of two degrees is naturally much more serious than the crime of one degree."
Obviously no longer caring about the outcome, Bai Jia turned around.
"Songdao, I hope you die so that you can recruit your master to Dazhou."
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Inside the palace.
Naturally, the inner palace, which is much cleaner than the outer city, is also more lively than usual. Relatives at home and abroad, as well as those princes and princes who have granted awards to others, naturally come to the palace to meet the saints during the New Year. Which prince is it today and who will it be tomorrow? All princes and princes are welcome. If anyone comes, they can just go to the small yellow gate to report. There are no more cumbersome rules in the past.
It is different from the big lavish banquet for the ministers. It is basically a family banquet, a common meal, and there is not so much etiquette between the monarch and his ministers, which naturally and invisibly shortens the distance.
This was also a lively way for Emperor Wen Sheng.
Just now, Wang Huan, the uncle of the emperor who was granted the title of Qingzhou by the late emperor, had just left, and Wang Huan was led by Xiao Huangmen into the side hall of Yangxin Hall.
Having not seen his uncle for more than a year, it was inevitable that he would have a few too many drinks. Emperor Wen Sheng couldn't help complaining, "Why do you come to see me now? If you have anything to do, you can't talk about it tomorrow?"
*** didn't take it seriously. As a compatriot, even if the other party was already the king of a country, he didn't have too many rules. He sat down and watched the palace maid remove the messy cups and plates before he spoke. : "How much did Your Majesty drink?"
Emperor Wen Sheng was still a little impatient, "I have something to say, so you came here so late just to ask me how much I drank?"
Lingjing *** laughed and said: "Did you drink alcohol or gunpowder, Your Majesty? Why are you so angry?"
Emperor Wen Sheng remained silent.
When Ling Jing saw that there was no one else in the palace, he walked to Emperor Wen Sheng and sat across from each other. He lowered his voice and said softly: "Are you still worried about the Ye family?"
Emperor Wen Sheng, who had his eyes closed to rest, stared, and the cold light flashed away, but they were just closed again.
"Don't come here to give me bad ideas again. This is just the Ye family. Behind us are the emperor's uncle Wang Mao, the great scholar Bai Xiaosheng, and the chief assistant Teng Wuji. Can we deal with it in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?"
Emperor Wen Sheng simply lay on his back on the soft couch, turned over and gave his sister a slap on the back of her head.
Understanding what this emperor's younger brother was thinking about with whom he was still somewhat casual with in private, Lingjing *** continued: "This marriage..."
After just four words, Emperor Wen Sheng interrupted him with his head turned and said angrily: "Gift marriage, you said it nicely at the time. If they resisted the decree, they would be guilty. But now, that kid Jiang'er
Even the Queen Mother came out to oppose this marriage. Now that she is riding a tiger, what should she do? "
Listening to the complaints of his younger brother who now controls the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people, Ling Jing said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I will tell you what happened in the city these days."
Emperor Wen Sheng, who originally thought he, the emperor's sister, had encountered something interesting again and didn't care about it, felt more and more nervous as he listened. Finally, he simply sat up straight. At first, it seemed to be a conflict of interests between the boss and the west, but in the end it turned out to be a conflict of interest, and the arrow pointed directly at the Ye family.
Emperor Wen Sheng looked serious and asked doubtfully: "Is there someone planning this behind the scenes?"
He didn't believe that his imperial sister had such ability.
Lingjing *** didn't answer the question, "It's because the Holy One is eager to get something done and doesn't listen to the advice. It's like forcing the Bai family to take action in the first place. It's not a good idea, but it indirectly wipes out the family. Even the Holy One has been trembling with fear for three or four years." , for fear of being exposed, is this also my fault for having a bad idea?"
Emperor Wen Sheng frowned, not angry at being mentioned so obscurely again, but a little embarrassed.
"The current head of the Bai family, Bai Jiahui, is back to take revenge."
There is no beginning or end to what he said, but they are all smart people, so they naturally understand.
