The west wind is strong and the sound of horse hooves is crisp.
The lights on the pier were a little dim. When the middle-aged man heard the noise, a smile appeared on his face and he hurried forward.
Ma Zhi is not an old person.
Xiong Wucheng sat upright on the horse, looking past the panicked middle-aged man, looking at the boat on the shore, and said: "You haven't left yet, but you have saved a lot of trouble. Let's catch him."
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man looked at the two sergeants who jumped off their horses, shouted loudly, and backed away.
The people in the boat heard the noise and went out to investigate. When they saw the Xiuchundao clearly, they immediately shouted: "It's from the Security Bureau, sail the boat, sail the boat!"
He didn't bother to untie the mooring rope and cut it with a knife, and the ship was about to leave the shore.
Xiong Wucheng was not worried when he saw the boat entering the river. Seeing that the man had been arrested, he interrogated him and asked: "You are the contact person, Yan Frame, right? Tell me, where is the young master?"
"I do not know……"
Xiong Wucheng stabbed Yan Zhen's calf with a knife. The knife tilted and pressed against the leg bone: "If you don't want to lose this leg, don't talk nonsense."
"Yes, on the boat!"
Yan Jie shouted in pain.
Xiong Wucheng nodded slightly, pulled out a whistle arrow and shot it into the night sky. In the brief light of the fireworks, shadows of boats appeared in the river. In an instant, the boats were covered with torches, illuminating the river.
Dafu ships and grain ships lined up one after another to intercept the ships that wanted to escape. In the upstream area, a light also appeared, and the ships moved down the river.
At the same time, groups of sergeants holding torches continued to advance along both sides of the Yangtze River.
The area within two miles east and west of the pier has been completely blocked.
Under the Dafu boat, there are also fishing nets dragged. If you want to swim out of the Yangtze River, you can't even think about it unless you dive deep enough. The boat that wanted to escape was intercepted. Seeing this, the boatman on the boat chose to surrender.
There were a few people who were stubborn and wanted to fight their way out, but were stabbed to death by the sergeant with a spear.
Xiong Wucheng looked at the people being escorted ashore and asked which one was the young master.
A Confucian scholar who was nearly forty years old stood up, looked at Xiong Wucheng fearlessly, and shouted: "I am the young master, and all arrangements are made by me alone."
Xiong Wucheng squinted his eyes, stared at the scholar, and asked, "Who are you?"
The scholar said proudly: "Wang Guangsheng, son of Wang Huidi!"
Xiong Wucheng's eyes turned cold. Wang Huidi's name was not unfamiliar. The Minister of Punishment during the Hongwu period was executed by Zhu Yuanzhang for the Guo Huan case. Of course, this Minister was not alone. There were also more than 30,000 people including Zhao Mao, the Minister of Rites.
"Wang Guangsheng? Ha!"
Xiong Wucheng walked over step by step, and slammed his clenched fist into Wang Guangsheng's abdomen. Wang Guangsheng's body suddenly curled up, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the ground.
"Are you worthy of being a young master?"
Xiong Wucheng was angry.
Wang Guangsheng was a Confucian scholar. When his father was still alive, he had taken part in the imperial examination, but failed even the college examination. Wang Huidi felt ashamed because of this, thinking that he had failed to teach well.
It was said at that time that it was difficult for the son of a minister to become a scholar.
Perhaps many people have forgotten these trivial matters, but Xiong Wucheng has heard of it. A guy who can't even pass the Ming Dynasty's primary exam dares to say that he is a resourceful young master?
If you want to prove your wisdom, you must at least be a judge.
"take away!"
Xiong Wucheng shouted.
The sergeant took away more than ten people on the boat, but the ship and the sergeant did not leave, but continued to block the river.
Xiong Wucheng looked around the river. The cold wind was blowing, making it even colder.
Half an hour later, the sergeants dispersed and Xiong Wucheng also rode away.
The beggar on the pier looked at this scene, turned sideways, hid behind a tree, and slowly fell asleep.
The night is getting darker and darker, and the riverside is getting quieter and quieter. Even on the river in the distance, there are only a few river boats on their way, moving forward without any hindrance.
The sound of water flow came over, and a grain ship docked, and then two lanterns were hung on the bow. No one came out of the cabin, and no one shouted.
The beggar turned sideways, hid behind the tree and looked at the river.
Occasionally, ships passed by, but no one checked them, and no sergeants were seen. Half an hour later, someone came out of the cabin, blew out a lantern, and then returned to the cabin.
The beggar looked up at the night sky, stood up, patted the dirt on his body, walked to the shore, looked at the grain boat and shouted: "People have their own metabolism, and the comings and goings become the past and the present."
An old voice came from the cabin: "Nourish the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the law of ancient and modern people will be perfect."
The beggar got on the boat, opened the heavy curtain, looked at the dim cabin, and said, "Light the candle, let's go."
"Let's go, where?"
A light voice came out, accompanied by the blowing of the fire fold and the lighting of the candle: "Sir, long time no see."
The young master paused and looked at the pretty woman by the candlelight with cold eyes: "Yin soldier, Chu Yun?!"
Chu Yun put away the fire seal and pressed down the sword in her hand. The old man at his feet suddenly widened his eyes and his body tensed up several times. Then he slowly stopped moving. He pulled out the sword and the smell of blood spread.
"Correction, it's Chu Yun from the Second Security Bureau! Master, you didn't expect this day, did you?"
Chu Yun looked at the young master coldly, her eyes full of murderous intent: "It was you who killed my parents and brought my sister Chu Lan and me to the capital to train as Yin soldiers! Just because she secretly hid a steamed bun and wanted to Give those sisters who are about to starve to death a bite of food, and you will kill her in front of me! You won’t forget it, will you?”
The young master smiled and said: "Anyone who disobeys orders will die, and those who sympathize with those who disobey orders will also die."
"Then don't you deserve to die? Don't you deserve to die?"
Chu Yun shouted angrily, pointing her sword at the young master!
The young master put his hands behind his back and did not panic: "I staked my life from the beginning, and I will not blink when it's time to die. But you have to think clearly, is it more important to avenge your sister or kill the big devil? Chief Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, evil bandit bureaucrat, it is important to save the people!"
Chu Yun shouted: "That's enough! I've heard enough of you! I don't know whether Zhu Yunwen is a murderous devil, and I don't want to know. I only know that you killed my sister, killed My parents, I want you to die!"
The sword walks in a straight line!
Seeing this, the young master suddenly leaned against the right bulkhead, and the ship tilted suddenly. Chu Yun quickly changed her moves. The young master threw his hands, and a cloud of white mist rushed towards Chu Yun's face.
"Ah, my eyes!"
Chu Yun felt her eyes hurt, as if they were burning again. She waved the sword in her hand, but couldn't hit the opponent at all.
"It's your fault if you come alone!"
The young master reached out to grab the ax hanging on the bulkhead, with a ferocious expression on his face, and struck out suddenly!
call out!
The young master was stunned. He looked at the iron whip wrapped around his wrist. He looked sideways and saw a woman in white clothes like snow standing behind Chu Yun. She grabbed Chu Yun and threw her out of the cabin without saying anything.
With a pop, the person fell into the Yangtze River.
"who?"
Young Master wanted to break free, but found that his strength was no match for his opponent.
Cong Pei'er pulled the nine-section whip suddenly, and the young master flew over. He raised his showy foot and kicked the young master directly in the face. The sound of the bridge of his nose breaking and the sound of teeth cracking were transmitted to the young master's mind, and then he straightened up. fell down.
"then."
Cong Pei'er shouted and threw the nine-section whip. Chu Yun, who was drinking water from the Yangtze River, heard the sound, grabbed the whip with her hands, and was pulled to the side of the boat.
"Hurry and wash your eyes with river water, or you will go blind."
Cong Pei'er shouted.
Chu Yun grabbed the stern of the boat with one hand and poured river water with the other hand to clean her eyes. She did not forget to shout: "Watch him, don't let him escape, I must kill him!"
Cong Pei'er looked at the young master who was struggling to get up, and shouted to the shore: "Pang Huan, how long are you going to hide?"
Pang Huan had no choice but to lead people over from the darkness of the dock.
"You know I don't know martial arts. If I get beaten, won't I have to lie down for a few months?"
Pang Huan waited for the sergeant to tie up the young master, then got on the boat, took out the portrait from his arms, and then asked the sergeant to hold a lantern, compared it carefully, frowned and said: "Who is this person? How can he be the same as the one in the portrait?" Li Qi is not very similar."
Cong Pei'er gritted her teeth, her nose collapsed, her mouth was deformed, and her face was swollen. After beating you like this, can you recognize yourself?
Chu Yun opened her eyes and finally saw clearly. She got on the boat and looked at the young master angrily.
Young Master woke up faintly, with some contempt on his lips, and said with difficulty: "Do you still remember how your sister died? A long nail was driven into her ear, haha."
Chu Yun's anger broke through her reason, she grabbed the knife from Pang Huan's waist, and cut it down regardless of the obstruction of Cong Pei'er, Pang Huan and others!
Woo!
The knife was empty.
Pang Huan pushed the young master to the ground, protected him, and shouted: "You can't chop him to death."
"I want to avenge my sister! Get out of the way!"
Chu Yun went crazy.
Pang Huan looked at Cong Pei'er and shouted, "You can help me!"
Cong Pei'er walked over with red eyes. As soon as Pang Huan relaxed, Cong Pei'er pulled him up and pushed him out. Then he lifted the young master up and shouted to Chu Yun: "He did this to you. My sister is worse than a beast, come on, chop her down!"
Pang Huan was stunned.
Darling, you can't do such nonsense. The young master is the core figure of ancient and modern forces, and he must know many secrets. If you really want to be hacked to death here, you can't explain it to the Security Bureau, and you can't explain it to the emperor!
No matter how unbridled or mischievous you are on weekdays, the emperor will tolerate it, but for such a national matter, if the court wants to commit it, how can you just kill it? And you didn't see it, the young master is deliberately irritating Chu Yun, using her as the excuse. Hand suicide?
Chu Yun looked at the young master's provocative gaze, holding the knife in both hands and raising it high.
Just when Pang Huan wanted to ask people from the security bureau to stop Chu Yun, Cong Pei'er quickly stretched out her hand to stop Chu Yun and shouted: "No, it's too cheap to kill him like this. We should also find long nails." , let him try this kind of pain!"
The knife Chu Yun waved was shaking a little.
Seeing Chu Yun's face bursting with tears, Cong Pei'er couldn't bear it and said, "How about you chop him a few times first, and then you can chop him as long as he doesn't die?"
Chu Yun shouted "Ah" and the knife was chopped down.
The boat is leaking.
Chu Yun dropped her long knife and gritted her teeth: "I know he can't die now, but I hope you can tell Emperor Jianwen that as long as you let me kill him and let me work as an ox and a horse for him, I will have no regrets." !”
Pang Huan wiped his cold sweat, picked up the embroidered spring knife, glared at Cong Pei'er again, and signaled his people to take the young master away, but Cong Pei'er raised his whip and stopped him: "This is the person caught by the Second Security Bureau. , the Security Bureau should not interfere."
"Is this okay?"
Pang Huan was sweating on his forehead and pointed at the rope on the young master's body, which was tied up by his own people.
Cong Pei'er looked at Pang Huan seriously and said, "You should know that this person is very important, so leave it to us."
Pang Huan's mind changed and he understood what Cong Pei'er was thinking. He looked at Cong Pei'er squarely for the first time. She was not an unruly, unreasonable, brainless woman. She knew very well that the Second Security Bureau needed a share of credit to give these poor people some credit. A way out for women.
If there was an issue with the young master in ancient and modern times, and these former Yin soldiers women had not played any role from beginning to end, then Zhu Yunwen would not have raised them. Pang Huan could clearly tell which was more important: a piece of credit or the livelihood of more than a hundred people. The most important thing was that this matter was indeed done by the Second Bureau of Security.
So, Pang Huan agreed: "No problem, you can hand the person over to the emperor, but before that, he will be under the custody of the Security Bureau."
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