Xiao Qinghuan

Chapter 84

Two days later, Anqing Mansion.

Wei Shen led more than fifty people on the hillside, quietly looking at the buildings hidden in the night below.

The dew was deeper, and the distant sky had just appeared a line of blue and white, and the thin moonlight spread in the forest, adding a touch of light to the thin layer of cold frost on the dark night armor of the Shenwei Camp.

There is still half an hour before dawn.

He Liuyun was very careful, the Shengci Temple was built on the outskirts of the city.But it is not far from a local temple with a strong incense, and it is only a quarter of an hour away by horseback.Wei Shen has been staring here for the past few days, and he also saw the abbot of the temple in front come several times, bringing carts full of gold leaf and incense.

The vanguard who went to find out the situation later came back and joked with Wei Shen, saying that Mr. He might not really enshrine himself as a Buddha, and there are not enough enshrined tablets in the shrine, so he even wanted to create a golden body.

It's a pity that Mr. He is destined not to enjoy the incense offering.

His statue was not even half finished, and it might have to be reduced to ashes along with the gold leaf left unused in the warehouse.

The light from the sky began to gradually spread outwards, and the originally splashed ink-like night also gradually turned into indigo blue visible to the naked eye.There were rustling and human voices from the ancestral hall below, which was halfway under construction, as if the people inside were already getting ready to get up.

Wei Shen collected himself and slowly raised his hand.

"Commander." The lieutenant beside him suddenly said, "This is a big deal, do we really want to listen to Jiang Xiaohan?"

"Your Majesty's order is that all the guards and guards must obey Jiang Xiaohan's words..." Wei Shen said flatly, "Do you even want to comment on His Majesty's imperial decree?"

"The last general dare not." The deputy general was worried: "But on the way from Wen Zui to He Liuyun, Jiang Xiaohan was about to pull down two famous and famous officials. Wen Zui will not talk about it, but about He Liuyun, Obviously—"

"Your Majesty is talking about 'any' orders. Confiscation of homes and imprisonment, have you seen very few of them in recent years? Some of them are really heinous." Wei Shen frowned and glanced at him: "Besides, military orders are like a mountain, and you are more and more in charge now. wide."

Seeing his uneasy expression, the deputy general knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he hurriedly shut up and led the soldiers down the mountain road.

Wei Shen waved his hand towards the opposite hillside, but in an instant, the ancestral hall below the mountain exploded with a loud noise, and immediately a sea of ​​flames rose several feet high.

The gunpowder was buried one night in advance, and as long as the fuse was ignited, the entire ancestral hall could be razed to the ground in an instant.The people inside had just woken up in the morning, and before they could react to anything, they were already devastated.

The wooden beams collapsed, and the raging sea of ​​flames swallowed up this large piece of land. The people inside would not die immediately. Standing on the mountainside, Wei Shen could still hear the wailing and screams inside.

There were young soldiers beside him who couldn't bear it, covered their ears and turned their heads away, refusing to look any further.

Wei Shen also rarely saw such a scene, the fire below was blown up several feet by the wind, and some people who were not overwhelmed by the beams tried to run out of the building, but unfortunately they were pushed away by the raging sea of ​​flames within a few steps. went back.Wei Shen has sharp eyes, and he can still see a burnt black hand protruding from the bottom window.

The thick and heavy wooden pile that several people embraced was finally broken by the fire, and it fell down at an angle, throwing a person's height of dust on the ground, completely blocking the sound inside.

The wailing inside gradually died down, and there was a burnt smell in the air.More than two hundred lives disappeared in a short time, leaving only the tooth-piercing sound of burning flames.

Wei Shen was silent for a moment, and then said: "Leave 200 people to guard this place, and the rest pack light clothes and return to Pingjiang with me."

The horses of the Shenwei camp travel thousands of miles a day, and it takes only half a day to return to Pingjiang from Anqing mansion.

At dusk, Wei Shen's horse stopped at the gate of the Pingjiang Mansion Yamen. He looked at the plaque on the top and felt an inexplicable sense of weightlessness for a moment.

Wei Shen remembered Ning Zongyuan's exhortation before leaving Beijing, but he still felt that he was in a fog, unable to see where the world was going in the future.But he knew very well that all he could do had been done.Next, it is to watch several chess players do the final game.

So far, this is beyond the reach of Wei Shen and his like.This is not a game of real swords and guns, but it is more life-threatening than swords and swords. If you make a wrong step, you will be smashed to pieces.

Wei Shen sighed at the door, knowing that there was no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to step into the door.

Jiang Xiaohan was talking to Xie Jue in the lobby, and he was not surprised to see Wei Shen enter the door: "Is it done?"

Wei Shen glanced at Xie Jue, and said cautiously, "It's done."

Xie Jue hadn't seen Wei Shen for a long time, and he was very happy to see him back, so he leaned forward and thumped Wei Shen's shoulder: "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Wei Shen was not sure whether he could tell Xie Jue about the ancestral hall, so he only said vaguely, "I'll be back when I'm done."

"What's the matter?" Xie Jue insisted, "Did that old guy He Liuyun catch him?"

Seeing that Wei Shen didn't speak, Xie Jue became a little anxious, and used his arm to abduct him: "Tsk, talk."

Jiang Xiaohan said, "Xie Jue."

"What?" Xie Jue turned around, "We're reminiscing about the past."

"It's never too late to reminisce about the past." Jiang Xiaohan said softly, "Jiang Mo was called by me to count this year's tax and food, and he hasn't come back yet. You bring a few people to help him."

"Oh." These days Jiang Xiaohan often asked him to run errands like this, Xie Jue agreed without doubting him.He also turned his head and told Wei Shen: "I'll be back in a while, let's go to the Yanjiang Inn for a drink."

Wei Shen said, "Okay."

Seeing that he agreed so happily, Xie Jue was very happy. As he walked out, he turned his head and winked at him: "I heard that Yanjiang Inn has a new daughter Hong today."

Jiang Xiaohan coughed dryly, Xie Jue immediately fell silent, and slipped away without stopping.

As soon as Xie Jue left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly sank, and the smile on Jiang Xiaohan's lips faded slightly: "How is things going?"

Wei Shen cupped his hands and said: "...the Shrine has been blown up. I respect you. It was done at dawn. I went down to inspect it when I left, but there were no survivors. In addition, the two hundred guards The battalion soldiers have surrounded the place, waiting for the adults to deal with it in the future."

"Master Wei is young, but he handles things very meticulously." Jiang Xiaohan said inexplicably, "Doesn't Master Wei have anything to ask me?"

"For a soldier, it is his duty to take orders and do things. If you have to understand everything, you don't need to fight." Wei Shen said: "Besides, my lord must have a reason for doing things."

"Master Wei really makes me ashamed to say that." Jiang Xiaohan smiled: "Then please trouble Mr. Wei...bring He Liuyun, who built the shrine privately and destroyed the certificate, to the hearing."

Jiang Xiaohan had a smile on his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes.Wei Shen cupped his hands submissively and said, "Yes."

Yanjiang Inn is the largest inn in Pingjiang City, and it got its name because the inn is near the water.The inn is known as a century-old inn, and the drinks are excellent. In spring, the green plum wine is hot and sour and refreshing. In summer, the pear blossoms are white and sweet. The business has always been booming and the reputation spread far and wide.

Xie Jue often came to this inn to listen to books and drink. When he was in Beijing, he seldom had such a leisurely life in Pingjiang, so Xie Jue was inevitably getting carried away recently.Although he promised Jiang Xiaohan to help Jiang Mo, as soon as he left the house, he remembered that today was the opening ceremony of the Yanjiang Inn, and if he went late, he might not be able to find a seat.

Xie Jue felt itchy when he thought of the bustle, and finally pointed to two people and told them to look for Jiang Mo, and went to the inn by himself first, planning to find a good place first, and waited for Wei Shen to come. liquor.

The inn has five floors, and most of the lobby on the first floor will have a storytelling stand to entertain individual guests.Xie Jue originally wanted to book a private room as usual, but then he thought that Wei Shen might be back for the first time, and he might not find anyone, so he picked up a table in the lobby and sat down, and only waited for Wei Shen to come. upstairs.

The weather in autumn is already cold, and at night the cold wind is more likely to penetrate into the crevices of human bones, so the inn has prepared felt curtains early and hung them tightly at the door.

Perhaps because of the reception, there are more people in the inn today than usual, the lobby is full of voices, and the noisy movement is covered by felt curtains. It is a bit unfortunate that the table Xie Jue picked is surrounded by several The businessmen who went to the south seemed to be from the capital by their accent, and they were full of complacency in their speech, wishing to brag about eight out of ten sentences.

Xie Jue was young and had a good status since he was a child, so he naturally didn't like this kind of arrogance, so he simply wanted to ask Xiao Er to change the table for him.

"Guest officer, it's really a coincidence." The waiter's waiter was all smiles, and apologized to him: "These days are just in time for our daughter to come out of the cellar, and there are too many people, and there is really no room for her." table."

The little one had been a waiter at the Yanjiang Inn for a long time, and he was very talented and smart. Seeing Xie Jue's displeased face, he hurriedly said: "So, today, the little one will make the decision and waive the guest's tea money." , how about another plate of salted beans?"

The salted beans and crispy Luo at Yanjiang Inn are good dishes to accompany tea and wine. Xie Jue raised his eyebrows: "Go ahead, since you want to listen to books, let's serve a pot of Biluochun."

Xiao Er hurriedly responded with a smile, and ordered the menu for him in a three-singing voice.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a long gown came up from the high platform above the hall. He sat down on the stage and slapped the gavel, the noisy voices in the hall immediately disappeared.

Xie Jue peeled the emerald green beans in his hand, peeled one and threw one into his mouth, listening to the storytelling on stage.

He listened a few times before he realized that the storyteller was telling the story of Xie's family.

This is not uncommon. The Xie family's army has been in the frontier for so many years. Not to mention the many battles, there are also many rumors. There are so many stories about the Xie family on the storytelling stalls almost everywhere.

Xie Jue became interested, and was pricking up his ears to listen to how the storyteller praised his father and elder brother, when he suddenly heard a sneer from the table next to him.

Storytelling pays attention to tranquility, scenery, and respect, and it means not to be noisy, so that you can immerse yourself in the scene with the storyteller. When the next table came, many people around looked sideways.

Xie Jue was naturally displeased, and was about to make trouble, but heard the businessmen in Beijing next to him disdainfully say: "You still talk about the Xie family, the Xie family is about to collapse!"

"What did you say!" Xie Jue naturally didn't like to hear it, so he rolled up his sleeves and stood up threateningly: "Try to say it again."

"What's the matter if I say it again?" Those five big and three rough men seemed to look at Xie Jue's young age and didn't pay attention to him, and laughed: "Why, do you really admire General Xie, so you better take advantage of it?" Now I’m talking more about it. The emperor’s list was posted in Beijing, and Xie Yongming refused to follow the order and was escorted back to Beijing—one day if the guarantee is not complete, it will become “unspeakable.”

The exquisite teapot I drew was knocked over by someone, and rolled off the tea tray, hitting the hard mud brick floor and falling to pieces.

The fine tea soup flowed out along the cracks in the brick floor, but it was a pity that the tea soup was light in color, and all of it sank into the mud floor within a distance of four or five steps.

The boots stepped on the broken porcelain, leaving only the almost inaudible tea aroma in the air.

The author says:

Thanks to 130****2063, Ye Yuezhu, and the honorary members of the head team for feeding the fish food~Thank you very much~