"What's this?"
"This is a silver cake, made of silver. A silver cake is worth a lot of money!" Xian Yuzhong explained patiently.
The servant's eyes turned slyly, and he suddenly said: "One is not enough, I want two!"
"Okay, okay, okay, two are two!" Xian Yuzhong was angry and funny at the same time. He took out another one from his bag and put it in his hand: "Look, as long as you take it, these are yours! "
"Well, that man is waiting for me here. I will go in and get the tableware he finished eating later! Then I will take it out for you!"
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"These are the ones you took out from the Japanese room?" Cui Hongdu asked, looking at the white papers covered with writing on the desk.
"That's right! The villain spent two silver pancakes and asked the servant who delivered the food to steal them from the house!" What!"
"The Japanese pirates who can't be killed! They still want to play such tricks!" Cui Hongdu's face was gloomy, and the fierce light in his eyes made Xian Yuzhong lower his head subconsciously, fearing to look at him.
"You did a good job!" Cui Hongdu suppressed the anger in his chest and turned his eyes to Xian Yuzhong: "I will reward you with the rest of the bag of silver cakes I gave you!"
"Thank you Marquis Yu for the reward!" Xian Yu Zhong said.
"I remember you were a bad boy in Chang'an before joining the army, right?" Cui Hongdu asked thoughtfully.
"That's right! The villain originally opened a used clothes shop in the west of Chang'an City. He offended a subordinate in the government, so he was sent to Baekje!"
"So that's what happened!" Cui Hongdu smiled and nodded: "Then did you kill anyone before joining the army?"
"No, no!" Hearing this, Xian Yuzhong waved his hands hurriedly: "Although I did some illegal activities at that time, I really never did anything like murder!"
"Okay, okay!" Cui Hongdu waved his hand: "I don't care whether you killed anyone before joining the army. Even if you killed someone after joining the army, it's all written off. I just want you to kill the Japanese tonight, but you can't be implicated. I'm here, can you do it?"
"This -" Xian Yuzhong was stunned when he heard this. He hesitated and lowered his voice and said: "This is not difficult, it's just that a villain alone can't do it!"
"As many people as you want, you just have to get the thing done! I will give you a big reward!" At this point, Cui Hongdu yawned: "That's it, it's getting late, I want to rest! "
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The night is already dark.
The straw mat stung the soles of Mishima's feet. He yawned and lay down, with the back of his head pressed on the pillow filled with wheat bran. He turned his neck, stretched his hands and feet, and found a comfortable position. Soon he snored evenly and fell asleep.
About half an hour later, or maybe a little longer, the moonlight poured in from the window and fell on Mishima and the bed, dyeing the straw mat and his clothes a pale white. Suddenly, the door was opened without making any sound. Xian Yuzhong looked inside the house and confirmed that everything was normal before entering the house silently.
When Cui Hongdu asked him just now, Xian Yuzhong didn't lie, but he didn't tell the whole truth either. It was true that he opened a used clothes shop, but what he didn't say was that it was one of the largest underground selling points for stolen goods in Chang'an City. There were many in the city. Many of the properties obtained by pickpockets, bosses, break-ins and other scoundrel youths were "cleaned" by him and then sold as second-hand goods. This was a very profitable business. Xian Yuzhong aroused the jealousy of others. So he took advantage of the opportunity of the imperial court to recruit evil young men to join the army and put his name on the list. So he just "returned to his old business", poured oil into the door pillow, lifted the door latch, and silently pushed the door open to enter the house.
He waved his hand, and four people came in behind him. They grabbed the hands and feet of the person on the bed and held them firmly. Xian Yuzhong turned over and sat on the man's chest, took out the pillow and pressed it on the man's face, pressing him hard to death. The man woke up immediately and struggled desperately, but his hands and feet were tightly held down, and his mouth and nose were pressed by the pillow. He couldn't breathe. After struggling for a while, he gradually weakened. Xian Yuzhong did not relax. After a while, he felt that the person beneath him had stopped moving. Then he let go of the pillow and saw that the person had a ferocious face and protruding eyes. He was the Japanese.
Xian Yuzhong stretched out his hand to check his nose, felt his pulse again, and confirmed that he was dead, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He asked someone to light the oil lamp, then rearranged the deceased's body, and cleaned up the traces. As he was about to leave, he suddenly found a short knife on the ground. He picked it up and found that it was not an ordinary object. He thought for a moment and added the section. He put the knife into his arms, then carefully closed the door, used a short knife to re-bolt the door, and then left.
Early the next morning, Judge Di got up and had breakfast. He was thinking about whether to visit Mishima when he heard the servant's voice coming from outside: "Langjun, Langjun, it's not good, it's not good!"
"What's wrong?" Judge Di stood up: "What a fuss, nothing looks like at all!"
"Lang Jun, the Japanese is dead!"
"What? The Japanese are dead? You mean Mishima is dead?"
"Master Mishima? It turns out that the Japanese had this strange name!" The servant sighed: "Mr. Lang, I just heard someone say when I went out to fetch water. The person who brought him breakfast knocked on the door for a while, but there was no one. After paying attention, he ran to the window to see what happened to the guy, and when he saw it, he found the Japanese man lying on the bed, grinning so scary. When he went in, he found that he had died a long time ago, and his body was hard!"
"How could this happen?" Judge Di's mind was buzzing. He had no idea that overnight, Master Mishima and himself would be separated from each other.
"Let's go! Go and have a look!" Judge Di stood up suddenly and ran quickly to Mishima's courtyard. The servant quickly grabbed his coat and chased after him: "Mr. Lang, wait for me. Your coat is still there." I haven’t changed it yet!”
When Judge Di arrived at the courtyard, he found that there were people guarding the door. Apparently the news of Mishima's death had spread. He revealed his identity and walked quickly into the courtyard. He saw that Mishima's body had been placed on the ground, with a look of expression on his face. Ashen and with exposed veins, he obviously experienced pain and struggle before death. He looked around the room and found that there were no traces of note. He also checked the body of the deceased and found that there were no scars or wounds. He couldn't help feeling secretly annoyed.
"Huaiying, how's it going?"
"Mr. Yuan!" Judge Di heard the voice and stood up quickly. He saw Yuan Yishi coming too. He nodded: "Did you find anything?"
"Not yet!" Judge Di shook his head: "I looked at him and found no wounds! There were no strangulation marks on his neck either!"
"Could it be poisoning?" Yuan Yishi asked.
"It all depends on what you do!" Judge Di replied.
"Yes!" Yuan Yishi nodded: "I've sent someone to call him, he'll be here shortly!"
"Mr. Yuan, talk here!" Judge Di asked Yuan Yishi aside: "Mr. Yuan, there is one thing that I think is related to the death of this Japanese!"
"whats the matter?"
"Yesterday I went to visit the Japanese people from your place again. When I left there, I met a man who claimed to be Xianyu Zhong and a subordinate of Cui Yuhou. He took a package and said it was a tuyi brought by the Japanese country. Give me one!”
"That's nothing, right?" Yuan Yishi smiled and said, "He also gave me a gift. They are all furs. They are not bad. Huaiying, have you accepted them?"
"No reward for no merit, my subordinate refused!" Judge Di said: "At that time, I happened to leave the folding fan with the Japanese, and Master Mishima gave it away, and I happened to bump into Xian Yuzhong."
"Just because of this, you suspect that he killed the Japanese?" Yuan Yishi shook his head and laughed: "Aren't you too fanciful? Although Xian Yuzhong went to the Japanese country with the king's governor, he was not like all the Japanese. If he has a grudge, is he going to kill a Japanese when he meets one? Or someone who is behind my office? This is too ridiculous, right?"
"Mr. Yuan, do you still remember? The identity of this Mishima master?" Judge Di asked.
"identity?"
"Yes, he claimed to be the half-brother of Prince Zhongda brother!" Judge Di said: "According to Cui Yuhou, in the battle for the throne among the Japanese, the one who lost and died was Prince Zhongda brother. In other words By the way, Master Mishima and Cui Yuhou have a grudge!"
When Yuan Yishi heard this, his expression became serious: "Huaiying, you mean that Xian Yuzhong recognized Mishima at that time, so Cui Yuhou sent someone to kill him last night?"
"Yes, that's what my subordinate means!"
"No!" Yuan Yishi said: "Whether it's Governor Wang or Marquis Cui, it's a state matter for them to kill the eldest brother in the Japanese country, and it's not a personal enmity with the three islands. If they want to kill this guy, they will directly kill him." The whole matter was reported to the Ming court, and then this guy was dealt with! Why waste so many efforts and send people to assassinate him? Isn't this unnecessary? "
"Mr. Yuan!" Judge Di gritted his teeth, and then mentioned in the written conversation between Mishima and him yesterday that Wang Wenzuo had conspired with the Japanese princess to commit adultery and killed Mishima's brother. This person recounted his recruitment of brave heroes, increased taxes, built large-scale construction projects, built ships, and had ulterior motives. Finally, he said: "Let's not mention the prince who killed the eldest brother in the capital. If what is said later is true, then That explains his death!”
After hearing his subordinate's reasoning, Yuan Yishi fell into deep thought. After about half a moment, he said, "Huaiying, let's stop here!"
"Ah?" Judge Di almost thought he heard wrongly. Although Yuan Yishi always looked like he was doing everything he could, he still held on to his joints tightly. It was still the first time that he had been asked to do it clearly like this. once.
"Let's end this matter here!" Yuan Yishi waved his hand and signaled all the servants in the house to go out: "This Japanese suddenly suffered from a serious illness and died of a nightmare. The widower will come later. After confirming that he is fine, he will be sent to the hospital. Wouldn't it be nice to bury it somewhere outside and pretend that nothing happened?"
"Mr. Yuan!" Judge Di said angrily: "You clearly know that's not the case? Why do you say that? Don't you still understand what he said?"
"What do you understand? What don't you understand?" Yuan Yishi sighed: "You also know that this Japanese has a grudge against Wang Dudu to kill his brother, so how do you know that what he said is true? Rather than just talking nonsense for revenge. Gibberish?"
"If what the Japanese said is false, then why would Cui Yuhou send someone to do it secretly? Doesn't this mean he has a guilty conscience?"
"Huai Ying! Things in this world are not always black or white!" Yuan Yishi sighed: "This king governor is in a foreign country, surrounded by enemies, and has only a few hundred soldiers under his command. If he honestly does not break the law and is a moral gentleman, not to mention making great achievements, he will not even be able to save his own life. As for the things Mishima said, what do they really mean? What the Governor Wang did was a narrow escape. Those who are willing to go with him are all desperadoes, few are loyal and filial, and the barbarians he recruits have a tiger-like heart. If he doesn't take more wealth from the Japanese country, how will he reward the warriors who accompany him through life and death? If he doesn't do more killing, How can we frighten the barbarians? If you and I get entangled in these trivial matters and forget about the important events of the country, how can we be considered wise men?"
Judge Di was speechless and speechless by Yuan Yishi's words. After a while, he said: "What Mr. Yuan said is true, but if he has an affair with the Japanese queen, how can we explain this?"
"Huaiying, are you and I the censor?"
"no!"
"Isn't that it? You and I are neither censors, so why should we care about these things?" Yuan Yishi smiled and said: "Besides, you also know about the royal family of the governor? Even if the censor of Chang'an knew these things, would he risk causing trouble? Are you risking the Emperor’s displeasure by writing a letter of impeachment?”
This time, Judge Di was completely convinced, and he nodded with some frustration. Yuan Yishi was very happy to see this and patted his subordinate on the shoulder: "Huaiying, don't worry, I won't let you work in vain. I will naturally handle this matter properly!"
Judge Di returned to his residence. After sitting for a while, he heard voices outside. When he got up, it was Xian Yuzhong who said with a smile on his face: "Judge Di, my Marquis Yu heard what Mr. Yuan said. I am very grateful for your kindness. I would like to express my gratitude for this. Please accept it!"
This time Judge Di didn't bother to refuse. He nodded: "In that case, you're welcome. Please thank Cui Yuhou for me!"
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Japan, Nambajin, Shitennoji Temple.
"These are the new silver obtained using the ash blowing method!" Cao Sengnu opened the curtain and pointed to the pieces of silver ingots stacked behind the curtain.
Wang Wenzuo didn't speak. There were silver-white metal ingots stacked neatly in the room. These metal ingots exuded a charming luster, and seemed to have invisible hooks that caught people's eyes. Wang Wenzuo now understands various descriptions of precious metals in Chinese and foreign literary works. Indeed, when you look at these beautiful metal blocks, you can feel an invisible magic power, driving you, wooing you, seducing you, and swallowing you. , making you involuntarily seem to become another person. If you think you can resist this magic, you just don't have enough!
(End of chapter)
