Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Double Stars

Di Qing urged the horse to return, thinking about the same problem as Gao Jilong.He has nothing to do with Fan Yong, what is Fan Yong looking for in such a hurry? Di Qing couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.When he ran to dawn, he felt a little tired, and then he remembered that he had fought fiercely for a day and a night, and even the hardened man could not resist. Di Qing was eager to go back and ask for clarification. If he followed his temperament, he would probably run all the way back, and he could see the white breath of the horse stained with frost.Fan Yong's business with him is considered a fire in the ass, people always have to rest before they have the strength to go on the road.

Thinking of this, Di Qing saw a ruined temple by the roadside, rode his horse over, got off the horse, let the horse graze and rest for a while, but walked into the temple by himself. The temple was dilapidated and there were no monks in the time of chaos.Half of the temple gates collapsed, and the statues of the Tathagata Buddha were enshrined on the altars, which were full of dust. Di Qing stared blankly at the Tathagata statue for a long time, then suddenly knelt down. He knelt before the Buddha and kowtowed devoutly. The sky is not yet dawn, and the fog is shrouded.A jackdaw perched on a dead tree outside the temple, tilting its head to look at the kneeling man in the temple, as if wondering why the man would bow down to a dull Buddha statue.

Di Qing murmured: "Buddha Tathagata, I didn't believe you, but how much do I want to believe you? Over the past year, I have traveled all over the northwest, but I couldn't find Shambhala, so I moved to the frontier. Di Qing didn't want to fight at all, but he had to fight. I don't know how many people have died at my hands these days..." He whispered softly, with a gloomy look on his face, and just stared blankly at Tathagata, as if he wanted to confide his long-awaited feelings. "Last night, I led people to break through the Houqiao Village. When I saw the flames of war and saw many people die because of this battle, I couldn't help but feel at a loss. I don't know if I did it right, but other than this, I , there is no other way. I know that this kind of behavior must have criminal karma, but all the murders, I only ask you to count them all on Di Qing, and have nothing to do with others."

In fact, he wanted to say in his heart that everything had nothing to do with Yu Chang. He didn't want to say it, he didn't dare to say it, and he was even more reluctant to say it. That name was buried too deep in his heart, but it never left or changed. I suddenly remembered that I had seen the four sentences written by Li Cunxiao on the title page of the book of rampant swords, "Before I came out of the mountains, I envied the prestige and fame, and I will run rampant with thousands of troops and hundreds of battles. I will fight against the invincible hands in the world. I will not lose to the Tathagata but only to Qing!"

Di Qing felt a little sour in his heart. When he received the saber manual, he was full of spirits and couldn't understand the deep meaning of those four sentences, but now he vaguely understands Li Cunxiao's mood when he wrote these four sentences. Could it be that Li Cunxiao is in the same mood as he is now? Even if there are thousands of troops and hundreds of battles, what can we do?Even if there is no opponent in the world, so what? Sometimes, if you miss it, it is a lifetime! He, Di Qing, does not seek prestige, rampage, or look down on the world, but only asks the person in his dream to open his eyes, looking forward to this life, this life is enough.

Time flies like water, like flowers and arrows, if you remember the past, how can you get back to the past? With wet eyelids and frost on his handsome face, Di Qing looked at the Buddha, and the Buddha seemed to be looking at him too.After a long time, Di Qing said again: "Di Qing knows that murder is serious, so he has no shame to ask for it. But if the Buddha has pity on me for doing some meager things for the people in the northwest, please guide Di Qing to go to Shambhala one day. Lu, Di Qing will always be grateful for his love in this life." After all, Di Qing kowtowed deeply again.After a long time, he got up and leaned against the incense table, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was twilight, the cold wind stopped, and the birds stopped singing. They were all looking at the tired man in front of the Buddha's table, and remained silent. A ray of sunlight lightly shone on the body of the man with frost on his temples, and two tears suddenly flowed from his closed eyes. Tears were crystal clear like dew, flowing down the resolute cheeks, drawing a soft arc. Di Qing opened his eyes and turned to look at the Buddha again.Get up and leave the temple. The steed neighed, as if talking, but also as comforting.Di Qing just patted the horse's head and said in a low voice: "Ma'er, thank you for your hard work. Let's go."

He got on the horse, and without raising the whip, the horse had already spread its four hooves and galloped northeast. The horse was as fast as the wind, and before noon, it had already entered the boundary of Yanzhou.After driving for another half an hour, the big city of Yanzhou was already in sight. Di Qing slowed down his horse, and couldn't help wondering why Fan Yong was looking for him. At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side of the road and stopped in front of the horse! Di Qing was startled, led his horse to stand up, and shouted: "You... Hey, why is it you again?"

The man in Lanma still wears straw sandals with open toes in the winter season, who else but Zhong Shiheng? Di Qing was really surprised, and thought to himself that this kind of Shiheng really lingered. He was in Yanzhou not long ago, but he ran to the security army last night. Why did he stop him in Yanzhou today? Is this guy a god, or a roundworm in his stomach?Otherwise, why are you so familiar with his whereabouts? Zhong Shiheng seemed to have seen Di Qing's intentions, and said with a smile: "Commander Di, I'm not a god, I'm here to wait for you on purpose." After finishing speaking, he yawned.

Di Qing got off his horse, stood in front of Zhong Shiheng, and asked strangely, "What are you waiting for me for? How did you know I was going to go this way?" The more he thought about it, the more difficult it was for him to understand, and his brows were furrowed. Zhong Shiheng was full of grievances, and said: "You are not my wife, what do you think I am waiting for you!" Di Qing asked back: "Do you have a wife too?" He thought to himself that if you have a wife and you will come back at dawn, you really have to wait.Such a miser, how could a woman marry him?

Zhong Shiheng smiled slightly, "Ashamed, I not only have a wife, but also three sons." After a while he sighed and said, "Oh, it's hard to raise a son. After finally selling some green salt, I was exiled into the army." Looking at Di Qing eagerly. Only then did Di Qing remember that this kind of Shiheng came to the door for everything, so he must have asked for those green salts.Frowning, he said, "What I promised you, I will do for you. But I'm busy right now..." "Are you going to see Mr. Fan?" Zhong Shiheng asked slyly. Di Qing was even more surprised, and said after a while: "How do you know?" Zhong Shiheng smiled, "It's not surprising that this matter is straightforward. Master Fan is full of security forces looking for you. I happened to know, so I asked someone to pass the message on behalf of the messenger. Otherwise, how could the messenger find Gao Jilong, and how could he know that you were there?" What about Houqiaozhai? I know that if you don’t die, you won’t want Qingyan first, but will rush back to Yanzhou, so I will wait for you on the only way.” Suddenly, Di Qing laughed and said, "Although those green salt can be sold for some money, is it worth your trouble?" Zhong Shiheng patted his thigh, grinned his teeth and said, "You are a bit smart, you know that the old man is waiting for you because of other things." Di Qing glanced at the sky, led his horse up and said, "Let's talk while walking." He had already seen that although Zhong Shiheng looked like a philistine, he was a caring person, so he didn't refuse to chat with him. Zhong Shiheng dragged his heels beside Di Qing, and said straight to the point: "Boy... I think you have a lot of brains, but you are actually good for business." Di Qing said with a smile: "Do you really want to do business with me? Are you not afraid to pay me to death?" Zhong Shiheng took a sip and said, "Can't you say something auspicious?" After pondering for a while, Zhong Shiheng said: "The old man has brains, and you boy has courage. Together, we are courageous and resourceful." , Isn’t doing business a piece of cake? The quality of Northwest Green Salt is much better than that of our solution... The old man has been running for a long time and found that he can make a lot of money just by doing this business.” Di Qing also knew something about Qingyan and Jieyan. The Song Dynasty had restrictions on the trade of salt and tea. Sea salt was shipped to the mainland, and the price was extremely high due to transportation costs.Jieyan is a kind of salt produced in the borderlands. It is made of reclaimed land, drawn in by pond water, and naturally weathered. However, it has a lot of impurities. Green salt is a special sale of Qiang people in Yanzhou, Lingzhou and other places. The quality is excellent and the price is fair. Therefore, Song people in the border areas buy green salt for daily use more often.The Qiang people were short of goods, so they relied on selling green salt to obtain food, coins, copper and iron, and books for daily use in the Song Dynasty. Zhong Shiheng said, spitting and dancing, "Let me tell you the truth, right now the party members suddenly send troops, the Northwest market is shut down, and the business is cut off. The Song people are anxious, and the Qiang people are also anxious, so we need a place to do business. We As long as you provide a place to trade and collect commissions to raise taxes, won't the money come rushing in?" Di Qing said: "The court will not allow this." Zhong Shiheng cunningly said: "The imperial court's order is changed day and night. When there is a ban, we will of course restrain ourselves, but if the ban is lifted, isn't this opportunity coming? Everything is done in advance. If we prepare early, we will be able to do it sooner." Big money is being made.” Di Qing thought to himself, "What does what you said have anything to do with me? Every time this old man speaks, he is aimless." While pondering, Di Qing asked casually, "What's the use of making money?" Zhong Shiheng looked at Di Qing like a monster, "What do you think? This is the first time in this old man's life that someone asked him that question, and he really doesn't know how to answer it." Di Qing sighed, and said sincerely: "Old man Zhong, money doesn't do much to me... I may not be able to help you with this matter! I still have to go to Zhizhou Lord..." "Wait." Zhong Shiheng hurriedly said, "Don't you know that you can buy equipment if you have money? Your new village is still in dilapidated condition. Why, it's because the imperial court doesn't give you money! If you want to strengthen the border defense, Must be rich." Di Qing's heart skipped a beat, she somewhat understood Zhong Shiheng's intentions, nodded and said: "You are right. But what can I do?" Seeing Di Qing loosen his mouth, Zhong Shiheng said slyly: "There are too many things you can do. Aren't you going to meet Fan Zhizhou this time?" In the world, you can tell him about it..." Di Qing said indifferently: "Suggest him to sell green salt privately? You are sick, but I am not." Zhong Shiheng sighed: "Your head was kicked by a horse's hoof? Of course, what you and I said today cannot be truthfully told to Fan Zhizhou. We can put it another way..." He stroked his bald head, and then stroked a few strands of hair, Suddenly he said: "You can say this... You say that the party members are wolfish ambitions. This time they attacked the security forces, and they may attack from where next time. If there is a mistake in Yanzhou, Fan Zhizhou must be responsible for it. Although Jin Mingzhai It’s not bad, but it’s too lonely after all, if we can build another place to protect the north of Yanzhou with the power of horns, that’s the safest thing.” Di Qing listened with interest, "Then if the city is really built, we can resist the party members openly and secretly sell green salt to make a lot of money?" Seeing Zhong Shiheng's excited eyes glowing, Di Qing asked again, "Where is the place?" Where should I choose?" Zhong Shiheng said: "Of course this place has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is still on the flank of Jinming Village. It's better to be closer to the front, lest the business be taken away by Jinming Village..." Di Qing moved slightly in his heart, and said, "It's best to build the city along the bowstring route drawn last time. At that time, we can still use the excuse that the city was built to take Suizhou from the party members? In fact, we secretly control that line and prevent others from Don't do business with us." Zhong Shiheng sighed and said: "If you really do business, there will be no way for others to survive. It's a pity...you don't think about it. According to the old man's idea, it is best to build a city in Kuanzhou. Kuanzhou is also close to Hedong. We You can also transport the grain there to sell in Yanzhou." Kuanzhou was originally an ancient land, more than 200 miles northeast of Jinmingzhai and Yanzhou, but now it has long been deserted. Di Qing thought for a while, then murmured: "Listening to what you said, the construction of the city there is really good. First, the construction of the city can strengthen the defense of Yanzhou, and second, the construction of the city can prepare for the attack on Suizhou and Hengshan. Three Come on, it’s also convenient to transport food and prepare for war.” Seeing what Di Qing said, Zhong Shiheng rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "That's great, I don't think as much as you kid. I heard that Mr. Fan is good to you. You can tell him about these things when the time comes... " "Why should I say that?" Di Qing said suddenly, "I'm actually a businessman, and I don't know how to do things that are not beneficial. This matter is good for you, but I don't have the slightest benefit." Zhong Shiheng was dumbfounded, and said after a while: "What benefits do you want?" Di Qing rolled his eyes, remembered something, and said: "I remember you said that there is a man named Cao who is selling the map of Shambhala. You buy the map and give it to me, and I will tell you about it." He said I don't believe there is any map of Shambhala. After searching for so long, I just want to see it. Chong Shiheng's face turned red, and he shouted like a pig: "You might as well kill me. The one surnamed Cao is asking for twenty taels of gold." Di Qing got on his horse and said relaxedly: "You can do whatever you want, anyway, I don't care about this matter." Before he was about to leave, Zhong Shiheng yelled like cutting flesh: "Okay, I'm afraid of you I'm going to find someone surnamed Cao, and you can go to Master Fan." Di Qing smiled and urged the horse into Yanzhou City. Arriving in front of Zhizhou Mansion along the ancient road and long street, Geng Fu came out without Di Qing notifying his name, and when he saw Di Qing, he grabbed him and said happily, "You are back, Lord Zhizhou is waiting for you." Di Qing asked in a low voice: "Geng Canjun, what does Mr. Fan want from me?" Geng Fu lowered his voice and said, "It's not Mr. Fan who is looking for you, it's the holy decree ordering you to return to Beijing immediately! Mr. Fan didn't dare to neglect, so he sent an urgent document to find you." Di Qing suddenly felt a little surprised again, and asked strangely, "What does Your Majesty want from me?" Geng Fu smiled wryly and said: "Then how do we know? However, even Mr. Fan dare not neglect the imperial court's will." While talking, the two had already entered the hall. Fan Yongzheng was enjoying the singing and dancing. When he saw Di Qing coming, he ordered the singing and dancing After a pause, he got up and greeted him, "Di Qing, you've worked hard all the way." Fan Yong came over, stretched out his white and fat hand to hold Di Qing's hand, as gentle as a lover meeting.He looked Di Qing up and down, and seeing that Di Qing was not missing any arms or legs, he breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself, "This Di Qing is not easy. His Majesty ordered him to return to Beijing. I don't know what important task to entrust him with? I didn't know Di Qing should be sent to the Security Army. If something really happens and angers the emperor, I'm afraid I will take root in the northwest. This time when he returns to Beijing, I expect him to say something nice for the old man." Di Qing finally withdrew his hand by cupping his fists and saluting, and said: "Lord Fan, Gao...Qian Xia, Wu Ying and others have broken through the Houqiao village. I heard the order from the lord. I don't know what to order?" Geng Fu was pleasantly surprised: "You actually broke through Houqiao Village? That's really good news." Fan Yong was also a little surprised, nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay, okay. The government will definitely record credit for you, and immediately report to the court." After a pause, Fan Yong pulled Di Qing to sit down. Old Master Fan had always looked down on Wu Fu, even to Xia Shouyun, he was never so polite. After pondering for a moment, Fan Yong said: "Di Qing, in fact, the matter is like this. Your Majesty sent someone to pass the decree, telling you to return to the capital as soon as possible after receiving the decree, so this government urgently ordered you to come back." Pretending to be concerned, Fan Yong said: "The government has prepared a package for you. You can take the documents from the government on the way, and you can requisition horses and boats. There will be no worries along the way." Di Qing stood up and saluted, "Master Fan's care is engraved in my heart." He was a little sincere in his words. Although Fan Yong was mediocre, he was still good to him. At least in Xinzhai back then, if there was no Fan Yong, Di Qing would not be able to support him. Under Xia Shouyun's pressure. Fan Yong smiled, thinking that Di Qing had some brains.Now that the Song army has broken through the Houqiao stronghold of the Dangxiang people, Xia Shouyun said that the Dangxiang members of the Security Army also have plans to withdraw their troops.Fan Yong heard that Di Qing was very close to the emperor, so he sent money to Di Qing to show his kindness. As long as Di Qing was willing to say a good word for him in front of the emperor, then with these credits, he could return to Beijing. Thinking of this, Fan Yong helped Di Qing up and said, "Di Qing, I will send you out." He took Di Qing's hand out of Zhizhou Mansion, and was about to ask for a few more words, but Di Qing suddenly said: "Fan Zhizhou, there is still one thing to do in a lowly position." I want to report something." Seeing Fan Yong nodding his head, Di Qing repeated Zhong Shiheng's suggestion, and of course things were simplified, with some deletions and additions.After finishing speaking, Di Qing said: "This matter was originally suggested by Zhong Shiheng, but I think it is feasible. I am going to talk about it to the Holy One." After Fan Yong listened patiently, he felt that Di Qinggou was dissatisfied with the mouse.But when I heard Di Qing's last sentence, I thought about it again, there is no risk in building the city, and it can be counted as a credit, and selling Di Qing's favor, why not go with the flow?Then he smiled and said: "Di Qing, this matter will be immediately explained to the Holy Majesty through a memorial, so you don't have to do anything extra." Di Qing brought Zhao Zhen out because he wanted Fan Yong to pay attention to this matter. He had achieved his goal and said respectfully: "Master Fan knows people and listens to advice. If the Holy Majesty asks about the customs of the Northwest, I will tell you the truth." Fan Yong couldn't help but smile after hearing Di Qing's long-winded words. Di Qing left immediately, but he still rode the horse Gao Jilong had given him, took it without hesitation, and headed southeast all the way, passed Tongguan, went down the Yellow River, and headed straight for Bianjing. It's not a day on the way, and the wind and snow along the way have already entered the winter cold. Di Qingxiao traveled overnight and arrived in Xiaoyi Township on this day.It was snowing heavily and the roads were closed. Di Qing cared about his horses. Seeing that it was getting late and he couldn't find a post house, he decided to find an inn to rest for the night. After entering the inn, Di Qing found a room to put his luggage, then ordered some food and drink, called the waiter and asked, "Man, how far is it from Bianjing?" The man said: "Guest officer, you will arrive at Gong County in another 30 miles. After crossing Gong County and crossing the canal, you will not be far from the capital. If it hadn't snowed in the past, you could get there by riding a horse for two days, but this road It’s hard to do, I’m afraid it will take four or five days to go to Bianjing.” Looking at the snow falling outside the hall, Di Qing murmured, "So... we're going to Gong County." It turned out...he was not far away from Yu Chang. The cold snow is like plum blossoms, and the sky is vast.In the hazy snow, there is a snow dance, as if there is a beautiful woman walking on the snow to find plums, smiling and looking forward. Di Qing was drinking, looking at the snow, and was in a trance when he heard footsteps outside, and two people in coir raincoats walked in, bringing a gust of cold wind. Di Qing couldn't help squinting, and saw that the two men covered half of their faces with straw hats, walking lightly.Di Qing lowered his head and thought to himself, these two people are not like ordinary people, why are they traveling in this weather? Di Qing was the only guest in the hall, and the two couldn't help but glance at Di Qing. But seeing Di Qing wearing a felt hat and drinking with his head bowed, looking very ordinary, the two of them stopped paying attention.The clerk came forward to greet them, but the two just ordered warm wine, drank it sullenly, and looked up from time to time outside the store, as if they were waiting for someone. Although Di Qing felt that the two of them were a bit weird, he didn't want to worry about other matters. Seeing that the snow was falling tightly, he had the idea of ​​going out for a trip.He wanted to do it, Zhenyi left the inn. At this time, dusk was falling, the wind was getting colder, and heavy snow was hitting his head and face. Di Qing didn't care, and walked against the wind, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. He followed Youxiang to look for it, and saw a plum tree not far from the road.The prunes are old and hard, and a tree of jade sticks hangs on them. If it is not for the fragrance, people will not be able to tell whether it is flowers blooming or snow falling. The cold winter wintersweet, the solitary self-admiration, accompanied by the awe-inspiring meaning between heaven and earth. There was a person standing beside the plum tree. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he couldn't help but look back. When he saw Di Qing approaching, the person's eyes showed a slight surprise. He probably didn't expect that there would be the same person in such a cold night. wandering on the road. Di Qing saw that the man was of medium build, dressed in shabby clothes, and was carrying an equally shabby bag.The man's complexion was slightly dark, his appearance was calm and majestic, and his eyes seemed to have insight into the world situation. The two looked at each other for a while, and the man had already cupped his hands and said: "This brother is here to invite you, but is it from plum appreciation?" Di Qing didn't want the man to say a word, so he saw through his mind, slightly astonished, and just nodded. Seeing that Di Qing was silent, the man knew that he didn't like to talk to him, so he nodded and was about to leave.I don't want it to be cold and snowy, the man's feet slipped and he was about to fall to the ground. Di Qing reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, holding him gently. The man saw the tattoo on Di Qing's face, and there was some surprise in his eyes, but there was no fear or contempt in the eyes of others, he just said: "Brother, you are very skilled." Di Qing smiled, and noticed that the man spoke elegantly, more like a literati, and said with a smile: "It's cold and the road is slippery, so be careful." The man also smiled. When he wasn't smiling, he looked majestic, but when he smiled, it was like spring flowers blooming, "Thank you for reminding me, brother, may I ask if there is an inn nearby?" Di Qing pointed to the inn he was staying in and said, "This town only has that inn." The man cupped his hands to express his thanks, and strode away. Standing in front of Mei, Di Qing seemed to see that beautiful woman again, with deep snow and a slight smile, her fragrance was cold and her affection was warm. "Yu Chang, are you okay?" Di Qing muttered to himself. For more than a year, he would only inquire like this when no one was around, but there was not a single day that he did not miss.As the cold wind blew, Di Qing reached out to touch the snowy plum blossoms, like touching the ethereal and lovely people in the air. After a long time——then turned around and headed back with the wind and snow on his back. The snow drifts silently, the wind whimpers, and the footsteps creak and sigh, as if sighing lightly about the depth of love in the world. Before Di Qing entered the inn, he suddenly heard someone say in front of the hall: "That's right, it's him." Although the voice was soft, Di Qing heard it clearly. Another person said: "It's time to start at night." The sound suddenly stopped, obviously hearing Di Qing's footsteps. Di Qing didn't stop walking, and walked back to the room as if nothing had happened. Seeing the lights in the opposite room, he thought to himself that the person Meiqian probably lived there.The two people who spoke just now are the two who were drinking and waiting for someone earlier, who are they going to attack?Could it be that he wanted to attack him, Di Qing? Di Qing frowned and was about to sit on the bed when suddenly his eyes sharpened and he looked around. The furnishings in the room are still the same, but Di Qing knows that someone must have been in the room, and the bundle he put on the bed is different, and the knots tied on it are slightly different. Someone moved his baggage! Di Qing seems to be casual, but he is extremely careful. The knots he tied on the burden are very special, and it is difficult for others to copy them.Although the person who moved his burden was also careful and tried his best not to let Di Qing find out his whereabouts, but there was still a flaw in the knot. Di Qing didn't call the shop assistant to catch the thief, but just pretended nothing happened, and untied the bag lightly. The clothes and silver are not lost in the baggage, and Mr. Fan's documents are also there. Di Qing only put ordinary items in the baggage, and kept the important things close to his body. Seeing this, he thought, "Who is this person? If it is a thief, he will never refuse to take the silver taels, but if it is not for the property, this person is for me. Come!" He was thoughtful, and it was even more strange to figure this out in a moment.The fact that he quickly returned to Bianjing was sudden, except for Fan Yong, few people should know about it, and who came here deliberately for him?What about him, Di Qing, attracts people's attention? Di Qing pondered for a moment, pushed the door out, and greeted: "Man, bring some hot water." As he greeted, he lowered his head and looked in front of the door. There was a shed in front of the door, blocking the snow, and no one was left outside the shed footprints. The thief who came was obviously also a careful person, and he followed the right path without leaving any traces. When the clerk brought the hot water, Di Qing thanked him and asked, "Boy, is the resident across the street new?" The clerk nodded and said, "Yes, that guest officer is gentle and refined even though he has a dark face, but he looks very poor, his clothes are old, and he doesn't even give him a penny." Di Qing smiled, Wen Xianqin knew the elegance, stuffed a bunch of money in the clerk's hand, and asked, "Are the two people drinking in the front hall just now local people? Do you recognize them? Where do they live?" The guy got the reward, smiled, shook his head and said: "It's definitely not from the local people, even the youngest people in this town can recognize them. Those two live next door to the guest officer, but they are only drinking now, not coming to sleep." Di Qing nodded, thanked the clerk, went back to the room and washed, then turned off the lights and sat cross-legged on the bed.He focused his attention on luck, looking out the window, and also paying attention to the movement next door. The night was deep, and Di Qing waited until midnight, but didn't hear anyone next door. He frowned secretly, and suddenly heard someone from the opposite room shouting: "What are you doing?" Di Qing's heart shuddered, and he screamed inwardly, those two didn't come because of him, Di Qing, so the target of their attack was the man who admired Mei Mei's disgrace? As soon as he thought about this, he quietly opened the door and went out. He waited until he was under the opposite window, leaned sideways by the wall, poked lightly with his finger, tore the window paper, and had a clear view of the situation inside the house. The black-faced man stood in the room with his clothes on, with a serious look on his face.There were two people standing opposite him, holding a single knife, they were drinkers in coir raincoats. The drinker on the left sneered and said, "You don't know what we are going to do? If you are sensible, take out the things, and you will not die. If you are not sensible, hehe." He raised the single knife in his hand, the light of the knife was bright, shining on his long Long horse face. The man with the black face was still calm, and said coldly: "Are you sent by Ren Bian?" The man with the horse face trembled slightly, hehe said: "Heitantou, how do you know?" Di Qing wondered what kind of entanglement these three people had, but he believed that the black-faced man was not at fault, it was because of his eyes. There was no fear or panic in those eyes, only unyielding and awe-inspiring. The man with the black face had cold eyes, and said with a sneer, "You came here in a sneaky way, and you forgot to change into a coir raincoat. On your coir raincoat, there is the mark of Fuji. Fuji is a time-honored brand in Fenzhou, Shanxi. I just came from Fenzhou. Back, you came from Fenzhou, of course you were ordered by Renbian, the magistrate of Fenzhou!" Di Qing was slightly shocked, wondering why the governor of Fenzhou sent people from thousands of miles to kill the black-faced man. The man with the horse face looked cloudy and uncertain, and the man next to him lifted his bamboo hat, revealing a thin and sullen face, and shouted: "That's right, Master Ren asked us to come. Heitantou, if you don't tell me about it, our brothers will still do it." Let you go..." When Di Qing saw the man's face, his heart trembled slightly, and he only felt that he had vaguely seen the man.But where he saw it, he couldn't remember for a while. The black-faced man said slowly: "Since I exposed your details, of course you will kill people to silence them? But I'm afraid you didn't realize that when I left Fenzhou, I had already written a memorial and counted the crimes against Ren Bian." , and sent it to the imperial court through the post station. Even if I die here, Ren Bian will not escape punishment!" The man with the horse face smiled instead, "We just want to kill you, whether Ren Bian can get away with the crime is not in our consideration." The man with the black face was a little startled, secretly wanting to hear the tone of these two people, they are not Ren Bian's subordinates, so where did these two people come from?Although he was surprised, he remained calm and replied: "I'm afraid...you don't have the ability." He stretched out his hand suddenly and lifted the table. The man with horse face and shady prey was startled, although they knew that this man was a literati and definitely not their opponent, they still took a step back.The man with the black face slammed hard, and the table fell to the ground with a loud bang, and it fell to pieces. This move was really strange, the man with the horse face was at a loss, but the man with the sly face knew it, and said with a sneer, "You deliberately made a noise, thinking that others would come to rescue you? Blackhead, you have the wrong idea! No one dares to come Save you! Let me tell you, if you are really not afraid of death, you shouldn't let others be buried with you." The black-faced man's heart tightened, and before he could say more, a person outside the room said: "You are wrong, there are still people who dare to make a move." The two wearing hats were startled, they turned their heads and saw the door of the house opened abruptly, and a gust of cold wind poured in, they couldn't help but stood against the wall, staring at each other. Di Qing was already leaning against the door frame with the scabbard in his arms, with a smile on his lips, but a sharp light in his eyes. He stared at the man with a gloomy face for a moment, as if he was reminiscing about the past.He finally remembered who that man was! There was joy in the eyes of the black-faced man, he was waiting for Di Qing, and Di Qing really came. Seeing Di Qing looking over, the man from Yin He didn't remember who Di Qing was. Seeing Di Qing's calm expression, he couldn't help being startled, and shouted: "Don't meddle in your own business, it's none of your business here." Di Qing shook his head and said, "Steward Che, you are wrong, here is my business." When the shady man heard the word "car butler", he took a step back and said as if seeing a ghost, "Who the hell are you?" That person was the steward Che under Xihe County Magistrate Zhao, and he was originally a Maitreya believer.At that time, the Maitreya believers rebelled, Guo Zun grabbed the stick and Suoming, deliberately released the car steward back to his lair, and then wiped out all the Maitreya believers, but the car steward never saw him again. The past is like smoke, and Di Qing never imagined that the two would meet here again. Di Qing knew that the person in front of him was the car steward, and couldn't help but think, "According to what Ye Zhiqiu said, the Maitreya Buddha in Feilong'ao is Zhao Yunsheng, and the four heavenly kings are all members of the eight tribes. So the car steward is bewitched after all. A Maitreya believer, or a Song person who took refuge in the party members? Why did he have a relationship with the prefect of Fenzhou?" The car steward's face twitched, and he stared at Di Qing fiercely, but he couldn't recognize who Di Qing was.The car steward's appearance hasn't changed much over the years, but after all these years of wind and frost, Di Qing is no longer the youthful person he was back then, how can the car steward recognize him? "My name is Di Qing." Di Qing reminded, "Back then you and Zhao Wude broke my brother's leg, don't you remember?" The steward of the car was startled, recalling the past, he laughed and said, "So you are the kid hiding under the car. Di Qing, you escaped when you joined the army, and today you are not so lucky." Although he thought that Di Qing was very capable of working hard, he was no longer afraid. Di Qing had long learned to hide his anger, and calmly said: "I have been unlucky all these years, but today I am really lucky...I bumped into you. Steward, if you can break your legs and kneel down Please, I won't kill you." The housekeeper Che laughed out loud, almost to the point of tears, pointing at Di Qing and saying, "Just because of your tricks?" Although he was laughing, there was already a bit of confusion in his laughter. Di Qing still said coldly: "Yes!" As soon as he finished speaking, the car steward had already swooped over. The car steward's companion rushed over almost at the same time, slashing with a knife. Seeing this, the man with the black face turned pale with shock, and shouted: "Brother, be careful." Just as he finished speaking, he heard a few pops, pops, pops, and the car steward screamed and fell to the ground. But the car steward's accomplice had long since passed out. Di Qing knocked the horse's face unconscious before he even got out of its sheath, broke both of the butler's legs, and knocked off both of the butler's arms. The car steward was in severe pain, his arms were broken, and he couldn't roll over. He was in so much pain that he hissed, "Di Qing, you are so ruthless!" The man with the black face showed an expression of intolerance, but remained silent. Di Qing sneered and said, "Am I cruel? Your limbs are broken, and it's very painful? Then when more than a thousand people in Feilongao died tragically because of you, who do you ask to tell them?" The car steward was dripping with sweat, gritted his teeth and said, "You kill me." Di Qing ignored the car steward, looked at the black-faced man, and asked, "Brother, why did these people kill you before asking your name?" The man with the black face cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Di, for your help. My servant is Bao Zheng, named Xiren..."