The gunpowder smoke cleared, and there were people lying all over the inn.
The yamen who arrived first reluctantly glanced inside, thinking that they were all dead, and immediately did not dare to enter.
"Anyone alive? Is there anyone who can breathe?"
"Yes! Lord, please help!"
Immediately, there were successive responses from the inn, and the shopkeeper was the first to crawl out.
Because of the hurry, he tripped over the threshold and broke his head.
The yamen took a step back in disgust and asked the guy who came out, "What happened?"
The guy was still in shock, still gasping for breath, he looked out subconsciously, just saw the guest go out the door, why did he disappear in a blink of an eye
Thinking that the other two people who came with the guest were still upstairs, the man swallowed hard and said quickly: "Master, it's these villains... No no, gangster Jiang Yang made trouble, they fought each other, and then no I know what was smashed. It was dazzling, just like what was written in the teahouse storytelling! What kind of locust stone and iron lotus seeds are thrown everywhere, look at this door frame, there are still a few hidden weapons!"
The yamen looked in the direction of the man's finger.
Yea, there really is!
The leader waved his hand, and immediately someone took out the cloth, and carefully grabbed the hidden weapon through the cloth, trying to pull it out of the door frame. As a result, the hidden weapon was stabbed too deeply, and the man couldn't move it when he pulled it. The man had to use his foot against the door frame and tried his best to pull it out.
The guy at the inn looked dumbfounded, it was terrible.
If it hits people, wouldn't it become a bone-piercing nail in the mouth of the storyteller
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he was dripping with cold sweat. Just now, he and the shopkeeper were downstairs, and if he was not careful, he would be accidentally injured. It was like walking back and forth in front of the Palace of Hell!
"What do you do in a daze, continue talking!" the leading yamen scolded.
The inn clerk nodded hurriedly, when the Guards also came over on horseback, and the clerk immediately raised his voice and said, "It's just such a group of people who want to stay in the hotel, but there are not enough rooms, and then somehow these people started fighting, waving Weapons throwing hidden weapons. The little one was so frightened that he huddled under the wooden cabinet with his head in his arms, only to hear a thud, like thunder, and now the little ear is still buzzing!"
The people in the Taijing government office didn't have much doubts.
They know that the Shenhuo Bureau outside the city, which manufactures gunpowder and artillery, will have accidents every one or two years, or three or five people will die.
The people of Taijing didn't know about these things, they thought it was a thunderstorm, or the Gyeonggi camp was firing cannons.
The yamen officers were just listening to the gossip, and had never seen such a tragic scene with their own eyes, nor had they ever been on the battlefield. At best, they only saw a few people injured by firecrackers. They glanced at the inn and saw the people lying on the ground, and thought that these people had perished.
"Okay, take people away..."
"Wait!"
The Guards who arrived were keenly aware that something was wrong.
The smell of gunpowder smoke turned out to be strong on the street and light in the inn, and it was obvious that the explosion occurred outside.
"Has anyone been out?"
The inn clerk would only repeat the storyteller's words over and over again. The inn shopkeeper stunned his head, and the whole person was dazed. The people in the inn also hid in the room because they were afraid of the officers and soldiers or hated the villains who made trouble.
"Forget it, take all these people away!" said the leader of the Praetorian Guard of the squad impatiently.
"However, in case there are remnants of absconding..."
"Can you hold gunpowder, or can my brothers hold back hidden weapons?"
The little leader of the janitorial guards left, leaving behind a group of yamen who scolded and moved the unconscious villain in the inn.
"Take them all back and put them in a cell!"
"This... the government office's prison seems to be full!"
The leading yamen squinted: "Squeeze when it's full, what's the matter? We don't run an inn, and we promise to give each of them a bed in a big bed? Anyway, we don't care about food, what kind of hero and hero of Jiangyang thief, starve for three days Do they still have the strength to make trouble?"
Everyone agreed, and went out to force two trucks to transport goods.
Then he carried the people and threw them into the car, and no matter whose feet were pressing whose head, they piled up like a pile of corpses.
The inn clerk watched them leave, got up quickly, ran to the back kitchen to see the situation of other people in the inn, and was urged by them to come back to see the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper's head was bleeding, and he was lying face down.
"This is terrible, where can I find a doctor." Everyone was in a hurry.
"Give way."
The guy was startled when he heard the sound, looked up and found that it was the ink carp.
The guy who couldn't help rubbing his eyes was shocked. Where was this guy hiding? Why did you come downstairs again
At this moment, on the second floor, Lu Min stood by the window and looked around. He couldn't believe that the Imperial Guard and the people from the Taijing Mansion had just left! The previous search in Peony Square was unequivocal, not to mention his experience of hiding in the palace and almost being bombarded with artillery by the Janissaries.
This is impossible! Meng Guoshi and Doctor Mo's martial arts were right, but these people didn't know the existence of the Guoshi at all, so why did they just leave
Lu Min didn't know that he looked like a fool at the moment. How could anyone be confused because he wasn't caught? Lu Min is not only full of doubts,
He had a scruffy head, old clothes, and no hair on his mouth, and he looked the same as the entourage who ran errands around the merchants.
This is also the reason why the three of Meng Qi only had two rooms to go to the room, and the innkeeper had no doubts.
As a follower, I usually live in the cheapest house. When I encounter this kind of room that is not enough for the owner and refuses to spend extra money, I have to aggrieve myself to sleep on the ground.
As for Meng Qi and Qi, even if they were wearing old clothes, they were not men doing rough work with that hand outstretched.
It is common for businessmen to change into old clothes for fear of being robbed - because of the hats, the shopkeeper did not see the faces of the two.
The second prince was still chanting, Meng Qi was tired of hearing it, and when he flicked Lu Min, he couldn't make a sound.
Lu Min read it for a while before realizing it, and then closed his mouth angrily.
"You want to know why they perfunctory things. It's very simple, unprofitable, but dangerous." Meng Qi couldn't help but say a few more words when he saw the stupid appearance of the second prince.
Meng Guoshi slandered, how did this kid grow up in the palace
Prince Qi Chao is really not easy!
"In normal times, the stone can squeeze out oil, but now that the shopkeeper is injured and the capital is in chaos, they don't even care about this little one. The city gate is closed, and they run away if they want to make some money. no…”
Meng Qi paused and said to himself, "However, the reaction of the Guards is strange."
The Lei Zhenzi of Pili Hall was something that was forbidden by the imperial court, and he caught up with a major event of rebellion.
No matter how smart Meng Qi was, he never thought that the problem was in Nanzhen Fusi.
The Jinyi Guards fought directly with the Guards. The Guards who had been searching in the city were transferred back one after another. The Guards were also on their way to Nanzhen Fusi when they heard the sound of explosions.
"I guess something happened." Meng Qi picked up Lu Min and flipped out the window lightly.
This inn is unusable.
Go outside and wait for the doctor.
Besides, Mo Li looked at the shopkeeper's wound, and immediately asked him to find a clean cloth to bandage it. If it's not serious, he just needs to rest. It's best not to get up for the next month. To prevent dizziness, or leave any sequelae.
The woman thanked her so much, and asked the man to go and withdraw the money.
Mo Li had no choice but to resign. In fact, this matter is also a disaster, and the innkeeper is just as unlucky.
"If there is no Mr. today, I don't know what will happen and how many people will die." The shopkeeper wiped away tears.
At this time, people came out one after another on the second floor of the inn.
Seeing the appearance of Mo Li, most of them also felt that this doctor was not a bad person.
Be it a robber Jiang Yang or a young knight, it is rare that anyone who fights in an inn restaurant can remember to pay for it in money.
This time, nothing was damaged in the inn, and no one was injured. Those who have been traveling all year round naturally know how lucky they are.
So they came to thank them.
The ink carp was a little surprised.
He had thought that these people would stay hidden in the room until he left and would not show up.
It is human nature to avoid disaster and hide from danger.
"This gentleman, because Xiaosheng was with his family, he really didn't dare to offend those villains. This..."
A scholar took the lead, clasped his fists in shame and bowed.
Followed by a few businessmen, all with shame on their faces, and curious about the identity of Mo Li.
"Where are you from, sir, and why did you stay in Taijing?" An old man cupped his hands and said, "I'm old and not talented, although I'm not from Taijing, but I run a small car dealership in Qingzhou and have some connections in Taijing. I know some of these people from the three sects of the market. If you have any difficulties, the old man will definitely help."
Two days ago, Mo Li might have to ask the old man where there was a craftsman who made silver needles, but now he can't use it.
Mo Li declined the kindness of these people, and when he was about to go out, the old man suddenly followed him and said in a low voice, "The capital is not very peaceful now, the old man knows that there are several empty houses near the Yiguang Gate in the inner city. The owners of the official residences are all officials in other places. If the gentleman really has nowhere to go, and he has good skills, he might as well rest there temporarily, or avoid the officers and soldiers."
Mo Li was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at the old man.
The old man bowed his head in shame and said, "Because I knew a few gentlemen on Liang, I had an idea there. Now it's not a New Year or a festival, and it's not a day when officials from other places go to Beijing to renew their posts. Those places should be very safe."
Ink carp is not worried that this is a trap.
In other words, unless the 100,000 troops from the northern border join together, there are no traps.
- If the ground is full of gunpowder, Meng Qi will not be able to hide it.
This old man's tone is sincere and his expression is sincere, so there should be no problem.
"Thank you, old man."
Mo Li thanked him. After he left, the inn staff suddenly felt that there was something heavy in his pocket. When he opened it, he was stunned. Why are there dozens of copper plates
Meng Qi waited for a long time at the end of the alley before seeing the ink carp come out.
"What, the shopkeeper is seriously injured?"
Meng Qi gently kicked Lu Min, who was squatting in a daze, and the latter stood up dejectedly.
- I had to hide in the east again, I didn't even have a bite of the meal, I only had two pieces of plum blossom cakes to fill my stomach, and the money from the inn was wasted.
As soon as Mo Li said the old man's suggestion, Meng Qi immediately nodded in agreement: "That's a good idea, by the way, last night I saw an empty General's Mansion near Yiguang Gate, with pitifully few servants and pitch-darkness. There are no lanterns, but there are rockeries and lotus ponds in the backyard... just go to that house!"
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The national teacher Yue Ye passed the dark general's mansion.
Liu Dan, the master of the General's Mansion who came back the next day: ? ? ?