Dinghai Fusheng Records

Chapter 12: Excuse me, do you need to add some tea? I'll go first

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Gong Cao's archive room.

"Ah!" Chen Xing said happily, "I finally found it!"

Chen Xing unfolded a map of a building in the ancient city of Chang'an three hundred years ago, and asked Tuoba Yan, "Where is this?"

Tuoba Yan was in charge of the defense of the inner and outer cities, so he recognized it at a glance, and said, "West of the city, Songbaiju. I'll take you there tomorrow."

Chen Xing wanted to take a look while the sun hadn't set, but remembered that Tuoba Yan had accompanied him all afternoon, and maybe he had to be on duty in the palace and could not leave without permission. , Tuoba Yan insisted on sending him back to the palace, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

Chen Xing couldn't resist for a while, so he had to say goodbye to Tuoba Yan outside the imperial garden. Chen Xing didn't want to go back to the bedroom to see Xiang Shu's face, but since things had progressed, it was natural to tell him, so he planned to go back for dinner.

At this time, Xiang Shuzheng listened numbly as Princess Qinghe introduced his cousin to him. It turned out that Qinghe and Murongchong's aunt, who was married to the Tuoba Department back then, was the wife but had nothing to do, and then her husband had a concubine, who was Tuoba Yan. Tuoba Yan was not allowed to be pampered when he was young, and no one in the family took special care of him, only his grandmother loved him very much. After his grandmother passed away, Tuoba Yan grew up to fourteen years old and was incorporated into the Imperial Army. around.

Two years later, Murong Chong left Beijing to take office. Fu Jian was lonely, so he more or less empathized with Tuoba Yan, but Tuo Ba Yan was not Murong Chong, and his temperament was very different. Fortunately for him, he loves him very much, and regards Tuoba Yan as a younger brother, and intends to find a marriage for him, but it seems that it is not suitable.

Princess Qinghe specifically asked, Tuoba Yan himself didn't know what kind of relationship he wanted to marry, but the goal was certain, and he liked the Han people the most.

Until last night, Tuoba Yan met Chen Xing for the first time at Yuwenxin's house, and heard Yuwenxin mention the past. Although Chen's family was destroyed, Chen Zhe still had a high prestige among literati and officials. They are all students taught by Chen Xing's father. Since Tuoba Yan fell in love with him at first sight, Princess Qinghe hurried over to inquire.

Xiang Shu didn't expect Chen Xing to have such a background. His usual Gujing Wubo expression caused a little ripples and shocks, as if he had re-acquainted with Chen Xing, and Yuwenxin outside the hall couldn't stop nodding, talking to Princess Qinghe. Singing and saying "yes, yes, yes", he even went to the temple to turn left and turn right, making Xiang Shu extremely irritable, and he just wanted to find a flying knife and nail him to the pillar like a fly.

Suddenly, the hall was silent at the same time, and Chen Xing came in.

"Hey?" Chen Xing glanced at it blankly, and Yu Wenxin was busy smiling: "Tianchi!"

"Brother Xin is good!" Chen Xing avoided Yuwen Xin's hand and nodded to Princess Qinghe again.

Princess Qinghe smiled and said, "Have you gone out with Tuobayan?"

Chen Xing was full of doubts, how could you know

Princess Qinghe said: "Come on, sister, pour a cup of tea for you to eat." Then she went to pick up the pot and said, "I have something good to tell you later..."

However, Chen Xing said: "No need, there are ready-made ones, I'm dying of thirst!" As he said that, he picked up the tea on the case and drank it, cup after cup, and drank the tea that the nobles of Chang'an came to propose.

Everyone: "… "

"Huh?" Chen Xing said again, "What is this?" He picked up the portrait on the case and looked at it, but Xiang Shu pressed it with one hand and said angrily, "Don't move!"

"Look what's wrong?" Chen Xing grabbed the stack of paper and was pulled at random by Xiang Shu. Xiang Shu was so strong that it was torn in half on the spot. Chen Xing had to throw the paper back and smashed Xiang Shu all over his body. .

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After Chen Xing finished drinking tea, he said, "I have a clue, I have to go and get me some money." I thought that I would go to Songbaiju to take a look while it was not too late. Princess Qinghe got up and said, "I asked Yan'er to accompany you, just to let him not be on duty at night."

Chen Xing hurriedly said no, no, and when he said goodbye in the imperial garden, he knew that Tuoba Yan had to go to hold a banquet for Fu Jian tonight, so he spread his hands to Xiang Shu.

"No." Xiang Shu said coldly.

Chen Xing thought, I can't walk anymore? He didn't ask him, so he left again angrily.

Not long after Chen Xing left, Princess Qinghe asked suspiciously, "Da Chanyu, where did you just say?"

At this moment, another famous servant came from outside. Apparently, the group of people sent in the afternoon to inquire about the news. They peeked outside the hall and saw that the milk tea in each family's silver cup, gold cup and enamel cup had been drank cleanly and was thrown away in the hall. The waste paper that was torn in half all over the floor was overjoyed and ran away.

Princess Qinghe and Xiang Shu took a while to regain their senses at the same time, and shouted together, "Come back!"

Xiang Shu hurriedly got up and went after him. The servant had already disappeared, so everyone knew that that afternoon, as soon as they left, he drank all the milk tea he had poured, and the portraits were all torn apart. two halves. What does this mean? Why don't you guys get ready to send your youngest son to Da Shanyu

Chen Xing walked out of the palace and checked the map. In this way, he also walked for nearly an hour before reaching the outside of the Pine and Cypress Residence.

The west of the city is a highland, full of pine and cypress trees, with red lanterns hanging outside, a large row of buildings half-covered in the pine forest, and the wanton laughter of drunken men can be heard inside. Chen Xing remembered that when he separated from Feng Qianjun earlier, he told him to settle here.

Chen Xing circled the outside for a short time, but could not find the entrance. He only saw a closed door with four gilded characters shining brightly on the door: "Xifeng Bank".

Chen Xing: "?"

"Is there anyone?" Chen Xing shouted, comparing the map in his hand, it was indeed right here. After going around again, I came to a dense forest. I saw two stones that dared to stand, and there were two other stones on the side.

Chen Xing walked in along the road, turned a few turns along the winding path, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. The trees and rockeries inside were actually based on the words of Kong Ming in the Three Kingdoms period: "Hold, Live, Injury, Du, Jing, Death, Fright, Open." "The arrangement of the eight gates, Chen Xingbai's first lesson after entering the division was to break the eight gate formations, which was not difficult for him at all. He was only hesitant to set up this formation, presumably it was not a place open to the outside world. Would it be rude to break in rashly

However, when he was about to turn around, the other eight gates could no longer go back the same way. The only way to get through was to go to the end and exit from the Shengmen Gate of Gengong Palace in the northeast. This gossip array has also undergone various changes. After turning around the rockery, a large mansion suddenly appeared in front of him, with bright lights lit inside, and nearly twenty pairs of martial arts boots, both new and old, were placed under the corridor, and Chen Xing shouted from outside: "anyone there?"

Without hearing the answer, Chen Xing took off his boots, pulled the sliding door, and made a "crashing" sound.

"Overthrow Fu Jian! Recover the Great..."

There was a room full of people sitting on the floor, the crowd was raging, and the shouting was halfway through. The sound insulation of the house was excellent, and there was no sound inside and outside. From the appearance, it was obviously a meeting and conspiracy.

Chen Xing: "Excuse me, do you need to add some tea? I'll go first if you don't need it."

Chen Xing closed the door decisively, and a group of people rushed out from the inside, each with a knife, a sword with a bright sword, and pulled out a weapon to put it on Chen Xing's neck. I really didn't hear anything!"

"Tianchi?" Feng Qianjun's voice said in surprise, "How did you get in? Stop it! Your own person!"

Chen Xing was carried into the room by a knife, and saw a wide couch deep in the center. On the couch sat a man in his twenties with a wide robe and long sleeves. Feng Qianjun was sitting beside the man, facing the Dwarf case drinking.

"Stop." The man said, "Please come in this little brother." He glanced at Feng Qianjun's eyes, Feng Qianjun nodded slightly, meaning it was okay, and waved to Chen Xing to come over. The warriors holding Chen Xing let go and let him go to Feng Qianjun.

"There's not much time," the man said. "There are distinguished guests, but it doesn't hurt to listen. Let's continue to say that Xiangyang's suffering was not caused by a momentary mistake..."

Chen Xing glanced at Feng Qianjun, and saw that he was completely different from the road. He changed into a robe embroidered with leaves and flowers, and the ring-head knife was placed on the central table, in front of the man. This kind of flowery martial robe, even if it is worn by a Xianbei person who is as beautiful as a woman, looks demonic, but when it is worn on Feng Qianjun, it is not obtrusive at all.

Chen Xing looked at the man in the center, then looked at Feng Qianjun, Feng Qianjun whispered in Chen Xing's ear: "That's my brother, Feng Qianyi. How dare you break the gossip array he set up outside? I really underestimate you. "

Chen Xing: "I... I'm walking around, what are you doing?"

Feng Qianjun: "A conspiracy to rebel, so obviously you didn't see it?"

Chen Xing said sincerely: "I see, what stage is it now?"

Feng Qianjun: "There has been no progress. I'm so worried, I don't want to play with them anymore."

"Fu Jian has acted in a perverse manner, and now there is a lot of resentment among the Di, Xianbei, and Xiongnu people... You two, don't talk small words below." Feng Qianyi tapped a few cases with a ruler in his hand, "Da Shan outside the Great Wall is in the middle of nowhere. Chang'an has sent a clear signal that, perhaps soon, all ethnic groups in the city will unite to overthrow Fu Jian..."

When Chen Xing heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he whispered to Feng Qianjun: "How do I think their relationship is okay. Brother Feng, are you sure the source of this news is okay?"

Feng Qianjun hurriedly signaled to ask later, Feng Qianyi said to everyone again: "Next, I will tell everyone about what I have seen and heard on the way from Xiangyang to Beijing."

Feng Qianjun cleared his throat and began to describe the hostility of the Hu people to Fu Jian in the Central Plains. Feng Qianjun said, Feng Qianyi added that Fu Jian had been in power for many years, and according to the plan of his famous official Wang Meng, he set the so-called national policy of "respecting the Han and suppressing the Hu". Now the Wuhu people are complaining and have begun to oppose Fu Jian. Daqin seems to have a strong and powerful army, but in fact, after Wang Meng's death, the internal forces are intertwined, and they have already been crumbling.

Everyone was in a surging mood, as if Feng Qianyi raised his arm and shouted, no matter the Han Hu in the entire Chang'an City, he would immediately rush into the palace and smash the faint-hearted emperor Fu Jian into ten thousand pieces.

After Feng Qianjun explained the whole process, he would not judge. Feng Qianyi, who presided over the meeting, waited until the hall was quiet again. Fang said: "This is the case. Next, when you are in the Central Plains, the South will allocate a lot of money to support us in driving Lu Xinghan's great cause, the next year will be a critical moment, and it must not be neglected..."

Maybe it was because of the foreign guests, or maybe the theme of today's meeting was not here. Feng Qianyi did not mention much about the rebellion in detail.

All the knights in the rivers and lakes got up and said goodbye one after another. They were very respectful and polite to Feng Qianyi while talking, but they were normal to Feng Qianjun, and they seemed to have a look of contempt. After everyone was gone, Feng Qianjun picked up his brother and put him on a wooden wheelchair beside him. Only then did Chen Xing realize that Feng Qianyi's legs could not move and had to be taken care of.

"Let's go, have dinner, you must be hungry." Feng Qianjun took the ring-shou sword and handed it to his brother. Feng Qianyi put the sword on his lap and held it tightly.

Feng Qianjun said to Chen Xing again: "There are still a lot of things that have to be sorted out with you."

The three left along the inner corridor of the hall. Without waiting for Chen Xing to ask questions, Feng Qianjun took the initiative to explain, and Chen Xingfang knew that he had made a mistake and broke into the secret hall of Songbaiju.

"You...you are..." Chen Xing looked at Feng Qianjun suspiciously, remembering Xiang Shu's evaluation of Feng Qianjun, and sure enough, this ronin is not simple.

"Yeah." Feng Qianjun smiled and said, "My brother's true identity is that he is the young head of Xifeng Bank. My brother is the current owner. Songbaiju and Xifeng Lianzhuang are jointly owned by my family."

Feng Qianyi kept silent, and was fascinated throughout the passage through the dark corridor. Chen Xing looked around, passed through the corridor, and then entered the courtyard. The place was twisted and mysterious. After turning around the courtyard, there was a group of inns covering an area of nearly ten acres. .

Chen Xing's surprise was already attracted by the environment of Xifeng Bank. Anyway, who the Feng brothers were, it didn't matter to him. The important thing was that three hundred years ago, what happened to the ruins of the General Administration of Chang'an Exorcism Department? where. Looking at this appearance, most of them were transformed by the Feng family.

Feng Qianyi, who was in a wheelchair, saw Chen Xing's expression, and said indifferently: "Songbaiju only accepts Han people, the gate is on the other side, and there are very few people walking on the road behind."

Feng Qianjun glanced at the blueprint in Chen Xing's hand, as if he realized something. Passing through the main hall of the pine and cypresses and entering a secluded building, Feng Qianyi said politely to Chen Xing, "Since the little brother lives with Shulukong Dachanyu, I thought we would come together today."

"Well... He... I'm actually not familiar with him." Chen Xing thought to himself, he was just here to find the former site of the Exorcism Department, but he accidentally broke through the group of people who were discussing rebellion. What happened? It's good to get away, shouldn't you drag me on your pirate ship? Thinking that Feng Qianyi just now didn't let him avoid it, obviously under the assumption that the more he knew, the harder it would be to get out, and he suddenly felt a little dangerous.

Chen Xing is an open-minded person on weekdays, and many things are not difficult to be confused, but he is not stupid at all, and said: "I live with Xiang Shu temporarily, and it is only for one thing. After a few days, I will have to leave when the matter is found out. , anyway, among those barbarians, no one believes me no matter what they say, and I still have a lot of work to do." The implication is that I have no time to take care of your affairs, and I will not inform you. You don't have to kill me.

"It's okay," Feng Qianyi said again, "I originally wanted Qianjun to recommend it. It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. It's our fate that you can come today."

Chen Xing glanced at Feng Qianjun, and Feng Qianyi said again: "I'll make some arrangements, Qianjun, please accompany the big exorcist to dinner first."

Chen Xing: "…"

As soon as Feng Qianjun closed the door, Chen Xing glanced at Feng Qianjun and motioned for him to explain.

Feng Qianjun spread his hands helplessly and had no comment. He lowered his head slightly and looked at Chen Xing. Chen Xing said in surprise, "Why does your brother know everything? How much did you tell him?"

Feng Qianjun said: "Don't you know, where is this place? Is there any news in the world that can be hidden from the head of Songbaiju?"

Chen Xing: "What the hell do you guys do? I don't think you run an inn."

Feng Qianjun: "To be honest, brother, don't be angry, our family's main business is to open money shops and lend usury."

Chen Xing saw that the building complex was so imposing, and replied, "Sure enough, your family is quite rich."

Chen Xing looked around, and saw Cao Pi's original work hanging on the wall, and an ink screen standing in the room. The servant delivered the food box, and Feng Qianjun sat down by himself again, took the boiled water on the stove to make tea, and explained: "The side business, Xifeng Bank, has another function, which is to listen to the intelligence under the sky. From the south to the north, from the mountains and seas, from the family affairs of the emperor's family to the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the people of Limin, as long as we give money, we can investigate it, and there is no information in the world that the Feng family can't get."

Actually, he was still the intelligence chief in Chang'an City. Chen Xing felt that he had underestimated Feng Qianjun too much along the way.

Feng Qianjun made the tea, made a "please" gesture to Chen Xing, and said with a smile, "So on the first day after arriving in Beijing, Xifeng knew that Xiang Shu's true identity was called Shulukong, and he was a member of the ancient Chile League. The youngest big single since…”

"...I also know that we are breaking into the palace at night." Chen Xing said.

"Well," Feng Qianjun said, "I also know that you are the only son of Chen Zhe, a great scholar in Jinyang. When Yuwenxin was young, he studied art in your family, but it's just a matter of the world. There is no good reward; the rat who has done all the bad things and died with guilt is always…”

Chen Xing sat down and said with a smile: "It's inappropriate to say that. Acting upright, that's because we think it's right, not for the sake of retribution."

Feng Qianjun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled relievedly: "Yes, yes. You can see too much more than the big brother." Then, with a tentative expression, he asked Chen Xing: "That Yuwenxin..."

"Huh?" Chen Xing was thinking about how to open his mouth to find the ruins of the Exorcism Division, and it didn't seem appropriate to bite the bullet and rummage through other people's homes. Feng Qianjun observed Chen Xing's expression, and suddenly said at the end: "It's nothing, it's nothing, Yuwenxin is beguiling in Chang'an City, this person should not be friends, remind you."

"I see." Chen Xing said calmly.

Feng Qianjun looked at Chen Xing quietly with a look of unbearable expression in his eyes, but Chen Xing didn't pay much attention to this fleeting pity. After eating and drinking tea, he finally got to the point and said to Feng Qianjun, "Brother Feng. , To tell the truth, I came here rashly today because I have something to ask for. Do you still remember the General Office of Exorcism we talked about on the way?"

The words fell, but the paper door was suddenly opened, Feng Qianyi said: "My brother has already told me exactly." But he drove the wheelchair and entered the hall.

Chen Xing said nervously: "This is really an unkind request..."

"No." After Feng Qianyi entered the hall, Feng Qianjun remained silent.

Feng Qianyi said to Chen Xing: "Tianchi, to be honest, our Feng family used to be in the line of exorcists three hundred years ago, and everyone is in the same industry."

Chen Xing: "!!!"

Chen Xing stood up immediately and looked at Feng Qianjun in shock, Feng Qianyi said lightly: "This is what I call 'fate'."

Feng Qianyi pulled out the ring-shaped sword in front of his knees, held the blade with his two fingers, and handed the handle to Chen Xing, saying, "This handle is a treasured sword left over from the Han Dynasty, handed down from generation to generation. Sealed with Aoki's righteousness, in the present world—"

Chen Xing took the knife: "It can make thousands of plants and trees in China become soldiers, move Qingluan, and Pingxi Valley."

"You know?!" Feng Qianyi's eyes suddenly lit up with a look of surprise.

Chen Xing had read many magic weapons in ancient books. At first, he met Feng Qianjun, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at his saber. Now he took it and held it in his hand. He saw a line of bells and drums on the back of the saber: "Sen Luo Wan Xiang".