"Young Master is my Lord's brother, and he died because of you. What a big deal is this? You just wanted to use your own life to end it, but it was a good business!" Igilian Bod smiled and said: "That's all, today you go first Go back! Close your door and think about your mistakes, and wait for the consequences!"
"Yes!" Fan Changan kowtowed before bowing and exiting the door. Yijilianbode came to Wang Wenzuo and recounted what Fan Changan said, and finally said: "My subordinates believe that what Fan Changan said may not be true. If you want to find out the truth, you should arrest him and strictly enforce it." More torture!”
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Wang Wenzuo raised his head: "What evidence do you have?"
"There is no evidence!" Yiji Lianbod said: "But in the past few days, I have sent people to inquire about this guy's details. Unlike merchants such as Zhuge Wen and Cai Dingshan, this Fan Chang'an is not only rich, but his ancestors were once Fan Changsheng, who has become the prime minister of Dacheng Kingdom, is quite powerful in Tianshi Dao. A person like this should not do such a thing just for money!"
Wang Wenzuo nodded. He had been in Jiannan for more than a year and already had some understanding of the local situation. Due to the Tang Dynasty's policy of serving officials in other places, local officials such as governors and county magistrates in Shu were basically served by non-local scholars. Local scholars could only serve as subordinates of prefectures and counties. The Guanzhong standard policy in the early Tang Dynasty resulted in the central government Monopolized by Guan Longxungui, Shu people are quite homesick. Local scholars in Shu did not have much enthusiasm to leave Shu. Instead, they stayed at the prefecture and county level, either as officials or simply running family businesses at home. Poems and books Entertain yourself. The result of this is that there are many powerful people in Shu who do not hold any official positions, but have strong financial and material resources and local appeal. In other places, such people would have gone to Chang'an and Luoyang to study and study in search of official positions. opportunity, but Shu stayed in his hometown and became the local overlord. Fan Changan is this kind of person. People like this cannot be regarded by ordinary businessmen who are greedy for wealth.
"Since that's the case!" Wang Wenzuo said: "Then let Fan Chang'an hand over the private property obtained from this matter first, and it will be considered settled!" He paused for a moment: "You stay and investigate carefully. Find out the whole story and then deal with it!"
"I obey!" Yijilianbode responded: "What about Cai Dingshan and Zhuge Wen?"
"The two of them had nothing wrong to begin with. The idea of mixing fine linen with raw silk was not theirs. Let's end it here!"
"yes!"
"I'm almost ready. I'll leave for Chang'an the day after tomorrow!" Wang Wenzuo said: "After I leave, the situation will be very different. You must be more careful in your actions and don't give anyone any clues. Do you understand? "
"I obey my orders!"
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Outside Chengdu.
In the first year of Xianheng (AD 670), there were still twelve or three days before the winter solstice. There had just been a light snowfall. Looking down from a high altitude, the earth was completely white, with only a few black spots, including villages, woods, and people. and tracks of beasts. Two aristocratic-looking young men walked along the Jinjiang River. Judging from the eagle cages and saddles carried by the entourage behind them, they must have gone out for falconry. It is a popular sport in Chengdu's upper class. ,
Compared with normal hunting, the main targets of falconry are not medium and large beasts such as wolves, deer, and bears, but small and medium-sized birds and animals such as quails, larks, storks, and hares. Hunters do not use bows, arrows, spears, and spears. They just mount their horses, wrap their arms or shoulders with cowhide, and let the falcons squat on their arms. Whenever prey is found, the hunter releases the hawk. In an instant, the falcon spread its wings and flew high, and then swooped down like lightning. Even if the prey ran wildly, it could not escape the falcon's sharp claws and steel pecks. Obviously, compared to normal hunting, falcon hunting is much safer. There is no need to worry about being attacked by the prey. And a good falcon is also extremely expensive, costing at least several hundred dollars. The expensive one is not affordable. capped. This kind of "elegant" entertainment has become very popular in Chang'an and Luoyang. It is normal for a master who knows how to catch and tame outstanding falcons to earn thousands of guilds a year, even for big shots like princes and generals. , will also not care about the disparity in status, and invite top falconry experts to their homes to learn from them the knowledge of raising and training falcons. They will also not hesitate to use all kinds of complimentary words to praise the abilities of these people.
"Brother Sheng!" A young man in his early twenties smiled at his companions: "On this hunting trip, you and I hunted as many birds and beasts. Now we are not far from the Wangting Pavilion. Why don't you and I make an agreement?" How about a bet, whoever catches another prey wins?"
"Okay!" The man next to him looked much older. At least he was fifteen or sixteen years older than the young man who spoke. This was already a generation gap at the time, but he looked at the other person completely. As an ordinary person, there is no contempt for him: "Zian, if you want to bet, bet, but I don't know what to bet!"
"Let's bet on a five-character poem!" The young man said with a smile: "The loser must recite a five-character poem within half a moment, and the theme is Eagle Hunting. How about that?"
"Zian has posed a problem for Brother Yu!" Although the middle-aged man said he was embarrassed, there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.
"Brother Sheng, why should you be too modest?" The young man said with a smile: "The world calls Yang Jiong and King Luo Bin together with you and me. But in my opinion, Yang Jiong's writing is better than his quality, but it is just a false name; King Luo Bin is good at writing and poetry, and his poems are far away. Not as good as my brother. You are the only one in the world who can convince me in terms of Five Words and Seven Jue!"
The middle-aged man smiled and did not answer, but acquiesced to the bet. It turned out that these two people were Wang Bo and Lu Zhaolin. At that time, they, Luo Binwang, and Yang Jiong were collectively referred to as the treasures of the literary world of the Tang Dynasty. Although these four people are collectively said that Wang Bo at that time had not yet written the "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" that was passed down to later generations, but in terms of talent and high status in the literary world, Wang Bo was the youngest. Although Lu Zhaolin was also famous for his poems and poems, he was fifteen or sixteen years older than Wang Bo. He had also been beaten by fate for fifteen or sixteen years. His character was naturally much calmer, and he was not as sharp as Wang Bo at this time.
Now that they had agreed on a bet, they rode on horseback. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, and the tracks of pedestrians and wild animals were very obvious on it. They both cheered up and looked carefully for traces of prey.
The two of them walked about three or four miles more, and it started to snow again. Wang Bo felt anxious in his heart, and kicked the horse's belly violently, and rode a few steps ahead. When Lu Zhaolin saw this, he knew that his old friend He was impatient again and didn't want to lose just like that, so he rode up to follow. At this time, a hare appeared in the bamboo forest not far away from the sound of horse hooves. Wang Bo was overjoyed and quickly stretched out his arms to send out the falcon, shouting: "Falcon, catch this rabbit quickly!"
Seeing Lu Zhaolin behind, he quickly released his falcon. The two falcons swooped down like lightning and were about to catch the hare. Unexpectedly, the hare was very alert and suddenly made a big turn and returned to the bamboo forest. In the video, two falcons circled twice in the bamboo forest, but they were afraid of the dense bamboo forest and had no way of starting. They could only circle twice in the bamboo forest and return to their respective masters' arms.
Wang Bo got angry at this time. He whistled, rode his horse to the bamboo forest, drew his sword and cut off two bamboo branches, trying to drive the hare out of the bamboo bush, but he didn't expect that the rabbit seemed to have spiritual power. The bamboo forest crackled as Wang Bo chopped it down, but he still huddled among the bamboo roots and refused to get out.
"What a cunning rabbit!" Wang Bo said angrily: "Do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't come out? Come on, get some fire!"
While he was talking, the servant had already lit a fire, and Wang Bo threw it into the bamboo bush. It was already winter, and there were many withered bamboo branches and leaves in the bamboo forest, which immediately started to burn. The hare was forced by the fire and turned around. After five laps, I finally had to break out of the bamboo forest. Wang Bo was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to send the falcon out: "Falcon, hurry up, don't let that hare go!"
Lu Zhaolin was ready to admit defeat and was thinking about how to arrange the words and sentences to deal with the bet. But a sharp cry was heard, and the falcon had just caught the hare when it was nailed to the snow by an arrow, including the rabbit and the eagle, as if they were being skewered.
"My Falcon!" Wang Bo felt great pain when he saw this. He jumped off his horse and rushed to the Falcon. He saw that the Falcon was stabbed in the chest by an arrow. He must have died. He said angrily: "Which bastard shot me?" Falcon, I want him to pay for it with his life!"
Lu Zhaolin's character was much calmer. He jumped off the horse and carefully pulled out the arrow. He saw that the arrow was one meter long, with long hard feathers and a thick shaft. It was heavy in his hand. It was an arrow, or more like a shrunken spear. Who would shoot a rabbit with an arrow like that? Lu Zhaolin thought to himself, but said: "Brother Zi'an, don't be impatient. We'll wait until the owner of the arrow arrives, and we'll take action again!"
While they were talking, there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance. The two saw three or four horses running towards them. The knights on the horses were all wearing black short robes with round collars and hoods on their heads. They were all holding bows and arrows. The man in the lead was far away. He shouted from afar: "Who set this fire?"
"Is it me?" Wang Bo was furious. He pointed at the dead eagle and rabbit in Lu Zhao's neighbor's hand: "This falcon is mine, but you shot it to death?"
The leading man came closer, and Lu Zhaolin could see his face clearly. He must be a few years younger than Wang Bo, and he was still a bit childish. Wang Bo asked him a question, and he was stunned, and then said: "I shot a rabbit, this hunter." The eagle hit it by itself, how can you blame me?",
"You can't even shoot a rabbit!" Wang Bo was born in an aristocratic family, and his grandfather was Wang Tong, a great scholar in the late Sui Dynasty. He became famous at a young age. He was able to compose poems at the age of six, and at the age of nine he was able to write annotations on the Han Dynasty written by Yan Shigu, a great master at that time. "The mistake is that he read the Six Classics thoroughly at the age of ten, passed the Su Ke examination at the age of sixteen, was awarded the title of Sanlang, and became the youngest official in the imperial court. Although he was later expelled from Chang'an for offending the emperor, his high spirit and arrogant character were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"This is a hare. It's neither yours nor mine. Why can't you shoot it?" The man immediately laughed after hearing this.
"If I say I can't, I can't!" Wang Bo said proudly: "Who are you? Why don't you tell me your name?"
"My name is Acton!" The man immediately said with a smile: "The master just saw the fireworks and asked me to come over to see what happened? What is your name?"
"Master?" Wang Bo heard that the other party was a slave, and he was even more unwilling to say more to him: "You are not worthy of knowing our names. Go and call your master. I will only talk to him!"
When Acton heard this, his face became ugly. He cracked his whip and shouted: "You are so rude. You asked me my name and I told you, but you refused to say your own name? And you said You want my master to come to see you? Who are you to have such a big face that my master comes to you?"
Lu Zhaolin heard Acton announcing his name nearby and knew that the man was a barbarian and he was so good at shooting. His master was probably a noble person. He and Wang Bo were both being demoted at the moment, and they would most likely suffer if they were offended. He hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Everyone, my friend is still young, and the falcon is his favorite thing. It's only when it suddenly disappeared. You must not pay attention to such angry words!"
Actun glanced at Lu Zhaolin: "You are a reasonable person. It would have been better if you had done this earlier. It is just a bird. If it is really yours, I will give you one as compensation. Why bother?" Are words hurtful?"
Wang Bo was furious when he heard this: "It's just a bird, please forgive me? Do you know what this is? If you were in Chang'an, you might not be able to buy one for a thousand guan, so I sold you all together." I can’t afford to pay for it!”
Acton shook his head: "Seeing as you are also a learned person, how can you compare people with birds? Forget it, I will pay you if I say I will. I will only be better than a bird like you, not a bird like you." Damn! Let’s go!”
"What?" Lu Zhaolin asked.
"Didn't your friend want me to compensate him for his birds?" Acton said with a smile: "I don't have any birds here, so how can I compensate him? He still wants to see my master, does he really want my master to come to see him? Can’t he?”
After saying that, he turned the horse's head, turned around and said with a smile: "Unless he doesn't dare to come with me, it's not that I won't compensate him, it's that he doesn't dare to come and get it!"
Just as Lu Zhaolin was about to speak, Wang Bo got on his horse and followed closely behind Actun. When Actun saw this, he whistled, and the knights beside him immediately dispersed, wrapping Lu Zhaolin and Wang Bo in them, and headed eastward.
When Lu Zhaolin saw this, he secretly complained and had to ride his horse to follow. He lowered his voice and said to Wang Bo: "Zi'an, why are you doing this? These people obviously come from unusual backgrounds. Why bother to get rid of them all just for a falcon?"
"I want to see who the master of that barbarian is!" Wang Bo said coldly: "If you teach such a crazy slave, I will tell the world in the future and humiliate him!"
"Hey, you also saw the barbarian arrows. They were not for hunting at all, but for killing people in battle. How can the owner of such a strong man be easy to mess with?" Lu Zhaolin said earnestly: "Xian Although I am as powerful as a citron pen, how can I withstand it? Let’s just surrender quickly and get rid of these people!”
