The footsteps were getting closer and closer, stepping on fallen leaves and dead branches all the way.
"Swish, Swish."
The group of bandits clenched their swords tightly and approached the dense forest, and Yun Yifeng also sat up propped up, two darts slipped down his sleeves lightly, and a dark light flashed between his fingers.
It was a young man who came.
He was wearing a crimson brocade jacket with a belt embroidered with gold and inlaid with jade, a circle of jade pendant sachets hung all over his head, and a folding fan was inserted obliquely. The fingers are very long, and they are not wasted at all—at least seven or eight rings are put on, with black tiger heads and old jadeite, holding them there brightly, and the word "rich" is almost engraved on their foreheads superior.
"Huh?" Seeing a circle of torches flashing brightly in front of him, he stopped in surprise, "What do you want to do?"
What do we want to do
The bandit leader was so happy that he almost shed tears.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, there is no one in the dense forest, the stupid son of the landlord's family.
If you don't grab it now, wait until when.
As soon as his complexion changed, he pounced on him viciously, and the rest of them hurriedly raised their knives to help out, but before they could get close, they flew out of the ground and hit Yun Yifeng with a "bang". Where did the fall hurt, the whole face was distorted in pain, and he started to howl as soon as he hugged it, Yun Yifeng's eyes turned black, he struggled twice but failed to get rid of the bug, but forced himself to bleed out again Come.
The bandit was unprepared, he felt a heat on his forehead, his eyes were covered with blood, and suddenly thunder struck, "Ah! I'm dead!"
Yun Yifeng: "..."
There were endless screams in the forest, and those bandits were thrown into the puddle one after another like sandbags, their noses and faces swollen and crying for mercy. The young man just patted the ashes on his sleeves, walked to the tree and stretched out his hand: "Hey, are you okay?"
Yun Yifeng looked at the luxurious big finger wrench wrapped in gold, inlaid with jade and inlaid with emeralds, and there was a circle of red and sapphire around it, and once again had the urge to vomit blood.
Venus appeared in front of his eyes, before he passed out, he thought from the bottom of his heart, it was really ugly.
…
The plank bed was hard, with few mattresses on it, and it was painful to the back.
I don't know what is placed next to the head, and there will be a smell of sweat from time to time.
A big worm was squatting by the window, making a high-pitched sound like a broken spoon scraping a bowl.
"Buzz-hum-"
"Om—"
It's no different from a reminder.
Even dizziness was so unsteady, Yun Yifeng's heart was beating wildly, he couldn't bear it, and suddenly opened his eyes.
This is a dilapidated room, worthy of the name "broken", air leaky and moldy, the bed is made of door panels, covered with a piece of rags that can't see the color, and the pillow is also dark, crumpled like pickled cabbage. It looked as if it had been slept by eight hundred wild and strong men in turn, and there was a cracked teacup on the cabinet, with a circle of yellow stains inside, and there was half a cup of thick leaf tea left. After seeing it clearly, Yun Yifeng's face turned pale Add Bai, don't say that he was fed water with this thing!
With a sound of "squeak", the door was gently pushed open, and the young man came in with a bowl of noodles. He was startled when he saw him standing staggeringly by the table, and hurried forward to support him: "Ancestor!"
Yun Yifeng was dazed and angry, "Hey!"
"..."
The residual poison in the blood has not receded, Yun Yifeng couldn't stand still, supported the table with one hand and asked, "Is this your home?"
The other party's expression was indescribable: "Your Excellency really has good eyesight."
Yun Yifeng's wrists trembled, she turned her head to look at the black, yellow and greasy bed, she really didn't want to lie back, so she simply closed her eyes and fell straight to the table.
"Hey, hey!" The other party caught him, pulled his wrist to test his pulse, he was agitated and chaotic and irregular, and he was quite frightened, so he carried him back to the bed without saying a word, and raised his palm to press on his heart.
Yun Yifeng tried his best and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I can heal my wounds by myself."
"Oh, why are you being polite to me." The other party was helping him to dissipate the silt, and at the same time, he seemed to be hysterical, and suddenly beamed with joy, "It's hard to get back such a peerless beauty. Naturally, he must be cured soon. This great king will enter the bridal chamber as soon as possible."
Yun Yifeng closed her eyes: "It makes sense."
"..."
This coma lasted for several hours, and when he woke up again, the room was much better, it was a farm house, and the mattress was quite warm.
The young man was sitting at the table, playing with the pile of finger rings and jade pendants, with a string of bracelets on his wrists, and he started to move. The lady is the ring pendant, and he is the ring pendant, jingle jingle.
Yun Yifeng lifted the quilt and sat up, exhaling deeply, "Thank you Brother Jiang."
The other party was still preparing for the next round of the beauty and the bandit scene, but suddenly he choked on this sentence, as if the actor had just opened his voice and was demolished from the stage, and his face immediately fell down: "You know me?"
Yun Yifeng said: "Yes."
It's hard not to recognize, this pile of vulgar, expensive and familiar finger-twisting jade pendants, and the crimson brocade robes that the old concubine picked from the palace when she was in the palace, and the purple brocade robes that were sewed by her own hands—except that they were always being used by the palace. The foolish young master Jiang Lingfei that everyone talked about really couldn't think of anyone else.
Otherwise, when he was poisoned in the woods last night, he wouldn't have had the confidence to faint so confidently, with no worries or cares.
"Where is this?" Yun Yifeng asked again.
Jiang Lingfei cleared his throat and explained the matter roughly.
He had been traveling and visiting friends in Furong City before, and just received new clothes and letters from the concubine a while ago, saying that there were remnants of the Red Crow Sect in Wangxing City. Ji Yanran was investigating, so she rushed over to help, but it happened that In the dense forest, I met Yun Yifeng who was suffering from poisoning.
That group of bandits were a few lazy bastards from a nearby village. Their family was too poor to get rid of the pot, so they wanted to run out and rob Fuji himself, but it turned out to be really unlucky. The first transaction in his life met the master of Fengyumen and the third young master of the Jiang family. Not only was his nose blue and face swollen, but he was still limping, and carried the unconscious Yun Yifeng back to the "cottage" to heal his injuries and rest.
"The result is a few dilapidated thatched cottages without thick quilts. They are dirty and smelly." Jiang Lingfei said, "I have no choice but to move the door owner to Qianjia Village again."
As for the finger rings, jade bracelets, jade pendants and sachets all over the square table, half of them were given to the concubine, and the other half were specially prepared for Yun Yifeng according to Ji Yanran's urgent letter earlier—as promised , all big and luxurious, colorful, rich and powerful!
Jiang Lingfei was full of pride: "How about it? If you don't like it, I'll ask the craftsman to make it thicker!"
Yun Yifeng declined calmly: "Seeing Brother Jiang wearing it all the way, it seems like he can't put it down, so I'd better keep it for myself."
"My bag was torn halfway through, so I hung it on my body as a last resort." Jiang Lingfei poured a glass of water for him, "Master Yunmen seems to be poisoned, so let's rest here for a few more days, I'm going to Shuijingkou Town , I have to leave tonight, there is no delay."
Hearing this familiar name, Yun Yifeng frowned: "Shuijingkou Town...is it for the events of the past?"
"What happened back then?" Jiang Lingfei stopped his movements, looked at him vigilantly for a long time, and probed, "Isn't it true that the prince even entrusted this kind of thing to Fengyumen?"
Yun Yifeng nodded: "So let's set off together tonight."
…
For these years, Jiang Lingfei has been investigating the matter of Baihe for Ji Yanran, and it is only recently that he has made progress.
He found an old man who knew more things and complained more than the "Big Brother Wang" his aunt had said a few days ago.
Facing the two young men who came to him, he propped up his sickly body and said in a trembling voice: "Those officials back then were not human beings, but ghosts! I am dying, I have no children, I am not afraid of anything, you guys Sit down, sit down, I will speak slowly."
The old man is already very old, but he is not confused. He can still clearly describe the turbulent years, and he also remembers the vicious Qiu family father and son. If you don’t move, the granary will be set on fire, you will have no food to eat, or you will be dragged out of the quilt, tied up in the woods with hemp rope, stripped naked and let the mosquitoes bite you. There are also those who kidnap children, those who release poisonous snakes... They are more vicious than dead ghosts.
"There will be retribution." The old man coughed and said, "The daughter-in-law of Qiu Da was bitten to death when she helped her son release the snake."
Yun Yifeng stroked his back and remembered that nursery rhyme again.
So this is really the victim's tit for tat, and even the method of death has been carefully planned.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you let snakes or beat people." The old man continued, "No matter how vicious the methods are, at least the government wants the people to move away and keep everyone alive, but then it changed... Later, they No money, no patience, no more persuasion if you encounter someone who won’t move, open the gate, no matter how hard the bone is, it can be washed away.”
Jiang Lingfei seized the time and asked, "Is there any evidence?"
"There is evidence. I heard what Mr. Xing said with my own ears. I went... went... I heard them say in the room that they received the order and said that it was too late and they had to open the gates in advance. I heard..." He His emotions suddenly became agitated, and after taking a few breaths, he tilted his body and fell heavily on the bed.
Yun Yifeng tried the old man's breath, and said after a while: "It's gone."
Jiang Lingfei didn't have time to think about this, he just frowned at him: "Do you know who Mr. Xing is?"
Yun Yifeng nodded: "I know."
The prime minister of the first emperor was also the number one minister who assisted Li Jing in water control. The "orders" Xing Chu could receive at that time could only come from... Of course, there is another possibility, that is, although he is loyal on the surface, he is loyal behind the scenes. But there is another owner, but if this is the case, then Xing Chu has worked so hard for more than ten years to conceal the early release of the gate for Li Jing, maintain love everywhere, and support him on the dragon chair with all his heart, how can he explain it
Jiang Lingfei said: "And this Lord Xing died of illness two years ago." There was nowhere to ask.
Yun Yifeng closed the wide-open eyes for the old man.
…
After the trip in Shuijingkou Town, Li Jing's suspicions were not cleared, but intensified a bit.
After paying for someone to bury the old man, on the official road, Jiang Lingfei clasped his fists: "Master Yunmen will take this burden first. Since the Red Crow Sect is just a false alarm, then I will go back to Furong City to see Xiaohong first."
Yun Yifeng asked: "Xiaohong?"
Jiang Lingfei lowered his voice: "My old friend is very good! So we can't delay, let's say goodbye!"
After finishing talking, he wanted to slip away, but Yun Yifeng grabbed him from the back: "I'm not familiar with the affairs of the imperial court, you follow me to Xingcheng, and explain the matter of Lord Xing clearly."
"No, it's just a few words in total. What can I do—ah! Help! In broad daylight, grab the civilian men!"
He opened his throat and howled twice, seeing that the other party was unmoved, he had no choice but to shut up, and said helplessly: "I dare not say this, and I advise you not to say it."
Yun Yifeng stopped in his tracks: "Why?"
"The relationship between the emperor and the prince is delicate." Jiang Lingfei sighed, "It's been more than ten years since Baihe changed its course. If you make up a few lies and coax everyone to be happy, the world will be peaceful. I don't need to teach you the truth. ?”