In the backyard of the inn, the guests who did not escape in time were all huddled in their rooms, watching the situation outside through the cracks in the windows in horror.
Because of the rules of the yamen, the buildings in the prefecture city are only allowed to have three floors at the highest, and the county seat has two floors, so the back of this inn is a two-story concave wooden building, the rooms are cramped, and some rooms are not light at all. . As soon as the window was closed, it was pitch black and horribly stuffy.
Many people were sweating from the heat, but they didn't even dare to breathe.
In the upper rooms on the second floor, the atmosphere was somewhat unusual.
The window was also slightly slit, and this position just happened to see the roof of the lobby in front of the inn.
At this moment, no one was standing in front of the window, and a man dressed as a scholar sat at the table, slowly opening the tea cup in his hand.
The tea soup is clear and bright, and the color is blue and yellow, which is the best Biluochun.
It is very unusual for such a good tea to appear in such a small place. In addition, the teapot and teapot on the table are also tribute white porcelain produced by Ru kiln. Beautiful jade in general.
The scholar sat in the backlight, and those who came in from the door could not see his face clearly.
He held a cup of tea to drink tea, with a graceful bearing, as if he came from a noble family.
There were also two people in the room standing with their hands down, looking like they were entourages, dressed in rough clothes, their palms were covered with calluses, and their waists were bulging.
The scholar saw Meng Qi's figure reappearing on the roof in front of the inn through the window. He got in from where the tiles were uncovered, and he put down the teacup.
After a while, the door was knocked softly.
The entourage opened the door and saw a businessman-like person standing at the door.
The merchant whispered respectfully: "Report to the pavilion master, that person went to the Fengwei escort agency, and also kidnapped the principal of the escort agency into the alley near the inn. As for what they said, I forgive the incompetence of the subordinates and dare not dare. too close."
The scholar sighed: "The identity of that Du Dart-headed Jin Yiwei has been exposed."
Fengwei Escort Bureau is barely a figure in the Twelve Guilds of the Four Gangs of Yuzhou. It follows a white road, which is different from other gangs, but the escorts need to deal with these local snakes. He doesn't have much face, and he doesn't communicate widely, so he doesn't want to sit on the top spot in the big and small escort bureaus in Yuzhou.
The Fengwei escort bureau can have today, except that the skilled escort is difficult to be pryed away by other families, that is, the official way is Qi.
These paths are usually the foundation of the escort bureau, and they have never been respected by outsiders. This is to avoid being snatched by others.
—Although the real reason for Fengwei Escort to eat is the secret whistle of Jinyiwei, but few people know about it.
One of the attendants next to the scholar agreed: "Fengwei Escort has been living too comfortably these past few years, they have accomplished nothing, and recently they have even been careless in the search for the descendants of the royal family of the Chu Dynasty. It's all lower, and it's not that careful."
The scholar shook his head slowly and said, "That's too bad. They did nothing because of internal strife. People have been sent here, and there is no hope of being transferred back or promoted. Who can do their best? Eyes are on the money made by the escort bureau. Born in the world, fame and fortune, how can ordinary people see through it?"
During the conversation, another entourage reported, and all the people from the Fengwei Escort Bureau withdrew.
The fight was in full swing on the street, and the people from the Fengwei Escort Bureau had never participated in the fight. Now they quietly retreated in the name of looking for Du Datou.
After all, the interests of the local snake gang and the needs of the escort bureau are two different things, and there is no conflict between them.
"Running fast... It seems that Meng Guoshi did not intend to conceal his identity."
The scholar raised his hand and lifted the teapot, and refilled himself a cup of tea.
His voice sounded very young, and still had the clear and clear taste of some young people.
However, the scholar's entourage respectfully respected him and was very convinced.
"What the pavilion master said is that if it weren't for this, the people in the Fengwei Escort Agency would not be so knowledgeable."
"The doctor next to Meng Guoshi, can you find out the details?" the scholar asked in a deep voice.
The entourage immediately handed over a thick stack of brochures.
If Mo Li was present, he would definitely be surprised by the contents.
It detailed his traces in Yongzhou, Taijing and Shangyun Mountain.
This is what hundreds of people have seen and heard.
As long as Mo Li has dealt with Jianghu people, there are basically records. He met the Eight Tigers of Yudong and Young Master Jinfeng in the ancestral hall of the abandoned village in Yongzhou, and he made money by practicing medicine in Yongzhou. Pass.
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Qing Dacheng, the former elder of the Dongting Gang, and Taoist Taiji Guan Sang, who also served for King Wu, took hundreds of people to Shishi Mountain to cut off the dragon veins of Qi Dynasty. As a result, the entire army was wiped out, and only two or three were injured and fell into the ravine. The man survived by luck and got out of the mountain alive.
"... This Doctor Mo was only noticed by the people who divided the cabinet after the incident of the Yongzhou Emperor's Mausoleum was reported to us. The road that this person is holding is drawn from the Qingzhou government office, and he speaks a good mandarin, which is especially surprising. Not only does he have excellent medical skills and acupuncture, but he can also listen to and speak more than a dozen dialects. As a result, it took a lot of trouble for us to inquire about this person’s hometown, and we were almost misled.”
The scholar turned a few pages of the booklet and said in deep thought, "What kind of weapon did he use?"
"Using empty hands to answer the enemy, the martial arts are among the best in the world." The entourage couldn't help but sighed.
A Meng Guoshi, with a mysterious origin and extremely high martial arts.
Now there is another Doctor Mo, who is also incomprehensible.
With Meng Qi first, they dared not guess the age of Doctor Mo.
"The pavilion master is wise. By the way, it is said that the two of them also killed the rudder master of the holy lotus altar in Qinghu Town, Pingzhou, abolishing the martial arts of an apprentice of the Qingcheng School Jinjian Laodao, and Meng Qi killed in Yongzhou. The elders of the Spring Mountain Sect, Songya, are currently hated by these two factions."
"What about before Pingzhou?"
"This... We are still searching for news. Some people say that after the earthquake in Qiuling County, Doctor Mo seems to have gone to treat the victims."
Hearing this, the scholar frowned and said, "Has the Si family in Qiuling County been in contact with them?"
"I don't know yet, but judging from their attitude towards Qingwu ancestors and the Holy Lotus Altar, they should not be on the same road as the Si family. However, these two are almost inseparable, and I really don't know what the relationship is." The entourage was puzzled.
The scholar pondered for a moment and made a decision, "Meng Qi should have lived in seclusion in Taijing Shangyun Mountain before, but this Doctor Mo has never appeared in the rivers and lakes. It is unimaginable that such a person has no name. About Meng Qi We have checked the origin no less than ten times, it is better to put it aside for the time being and focus on this Doctor Mo, maybe we can dig out the origin of Meng Guoshi from him."
After the booklet was turned to Taijing, it was recorded that the things collected in it became more complicated.
There was a story about Meng Qi Mo Li who was exposed as a fraud on the road in front of the city gate, turned around and ran away.
The Liuhe Temple of Longclaw Peak was destroyed, and Gong Jun, the deputy commander of Jinyiwei, was also involved. Meng Qi and Moli had guessed about the true and false mystery of Emperor Li's mausoleum. Including those who escaped from the collapse of Zangfengguan said that Meng Qi once fought with Qingwu Patriarch in Crescent Moon Temple, and the fight was dark and dark.
The Qingwu ancestor died in the forbidden palace, and the details cannot be known, but after the palace change, Meng Qi and Moli brought a young man with a mysterious identity to the Fengxing Pavilion in Peony Square in the capital. It's a bookstore.
"...There's one more thing that hasn't been written. After the change of the second emperor's womb in the Qi Dynasty, the whereabouts of the second emperor's uterus were changed, and there was just another young man of the same age around them who couldn't find out the history." The entourage whispered, "Furthermore, Qingwu. We all know the martial arts of the ancestor. He was cunning and wise, and he was more rebellious for a long time, so he would not be killed by artillery in a confused way. Therefore, the sudden death of Qi Emperor Lu Zhang and the death of Qingwu ancestor Huang Quan may be related to the two people."
The scholar was noncommittal, turned a page, pointed to the back and said, "They spent money in Fengxing Pavilion to inquire about the best craftsman in the capital to make silver needles?"
"Yes, the craftsman has a reputation in the previous dynasty and has taken exams on behalf of others several times. After Meng Guoshi left Taijing, the craftsman also ran away. Then Taijing Jinyiwei began to strictly investigate the case of fraud in the imperial examination. People are in danger, and Emperor Yongchen still has no plans to stop, it seems that he will investigate to the end."
Palace, court, rivers and lakes...
It seems that there are shadows of these two people everywhere.
"I heard that the pavilion master was also in Taijing at that time, I don't know-"
"There was a vision in the sky, I took someone out of the city to check, but I was trapped outside the city. The palace changed to block the city gate, and it was opened for a long time. At that time, the ancestor of Qingwu was dead. In the Forbidden Palace. Even the affairs of the court are difficult to figure out clearly, and those who can understand the ins and outs are the only things in the rivers and lakes."
While the scholar sighed, there was a sudden noise from downstairs.
A figure fled into the inn's courtyard wall in embarrassment.
It was none other than the Changxin gang leader who had been missing all night.
Instead of looking for his subordinates or the Four Gangs and Twelve Guilds who were fighting happily, he sneaked into the inn.
"Oops." The follower's face changed greatly.
Because they originally lived in this inn, and there was a lot of trouble outside, Meng Qi might not have noticed that there were still people watching his whereabouts. Now that the Changxin gang leader has broken in, if Meng Qi doesn't notice it, he will be ashamed of his name as an absolute master.
"Pavilion Master?" Everyone hurriedly looked at the scholar.
"Forget it, Ge Changxin is greedy for life and fear of death, so he can't keep his secrets. It's too late for us to leave now, why don't we have a meeting with this former national teacher in an upright manner."
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Meng Qi smiled and looked at the Changxin gang leader who was sweating profusely and covered in mud.
"I didn't know the helper worked so hard, why are you still going to send us off?"
The Changxin gang leader shook his head again and again, and his eyes slipped back uncontrollably, scolding himself for his terrible luck.
Why is Meng Qi also in this inn? He was clearly looking for-
Mo Li suddenly turned around.
"Crench."
The door of the inn lobby leading to the backyard was pushed, and a group of people filed in.
There are merchants in muslin, there are stewards who collect the accounts of the farmhouse, and there are entourages, servants, and coachmen. Seemingly unrelated, but standing in one place, the shopkeeper of the inn recognized some of the guests who lived in the inn, and some that were not. It was just the expressionless appearance of these people, which sent chills down their spines.
"Why do I always feel that someone is looking at me, it seems that there is an extraordinary person living in this inn." Meng Qi said with his hands behind his back.
With his eyesight, he naturally saw that the people who came in were all trainees, and their martial arts were very good.
Much better than the people from the Four Gangs and Twelve Guilds outside.
The faucet brought by Mr. Cai will help the crowd, and no one can compare to them.
Although his martial arts is not as good as Mr. Cai's, he can barely be called a second-rate master in the arena.
This is amazing.
In particular, their appearance is very ordinary, and they dress very casually, and they don't have the arrogance of being a master.
If it weren't for a straight back and a sharp-edged back, it might be difficult to be found on the road.
Mo Li found that these people were looking at him without a trace, as if he was more interesting to them than Meng Qi. Mo Li had never encountered such a situation before, so he couldn't help looking at Meng Qi.
Meng Qi's face sank, and he was about to get angry when he saw a scholar walking in outside the door.
Hidden weapons chiked, and the innkeeper and his clerk fell into a coma.
The ink carp intercepted a hidden weapon halfway, and smelled the smell of the drug on it.
He secretly used his inner strength to get rid of this drowsy smell, and threw the hidden weapon on the table.
Mo Li looked up and saw that the scholar was wearing a thin white coat with traces of washing and sewing on it. His appearance was ordinary, and his complexion was thick and dark. Aside from the calmness in his steps and demeanor, this person is no different from a poor boy on the street.
"Meng Guoshi and Doctor Mo, I have long admired the names of the two, and I am very fortunate to see them today."
The scholar smiled and gave a deep bow as soon as they met each other.
He was polite and thoughtful and kept the shelves low.
Mo Li looked at this man suspiciously.
"Look at how abrupt I am, I forgot to report my name." The scholar laughed and cupped his hands again, "In Xiaqiujing, I am the master of Fengxing Pavilion."