Yingzhou · Zhoucheng
On the oxcart, Liao Qingye, the cute lolita, was gently nestling in Pei Ziyun's arms. He opened the curtains of the carriage and looked at the people coming and going outside the window.
Little Loli saw the crowd selling kites outside and turned to look at Pei Ziyun: "Brother, take me to fly a kite next time. I have never flown a kite with you."
She pulled the corner of Pei Ziyun's clothes and said, remembering something, she lowered her head and said, "In the past, when my father was here, he always said he would take me to fly a kite, but he never did."
After hearing this, Pei Ziyun looked at her with tears in her eyes: "Okay, I will take you to play with me next time."
Pei Ziyun touched Liao Qingye's little head with pity and said that she would never have the wish to fly a kite with her father in her lifetime, but she could make up for it.
"Thank you, brother!" Loli burst out laughing when she heard Pei Ziyun's answer. She stretched out her chubby hands and hugged Pei Ziyun tightly.
My hands were originally thin, but now they are fat.
"Sir, the Fu Mansion has arrived." The coachman said. Pei Ziyun got out of the car. A group of people had been waiting at the door to help settle the family. After entering the main hall, Fu Juren said: "Sit down. I'm sorry you haven't eaten either. I've already Instruct the kitchen to prepare and use some of these snacks first."
Pei Ziyun waved his hand, picked up a piece, and asked, "How is the situation in Zhoucheng now?"
Fu Juren didn't know what Pei Ziyun was thinking, so he only said: "The Shipping Department is under the control of the governor. After a whole year of trial operation, the three ports have formed a climate, and the annual income is 200,000 taels."
"The imperial court has sent a letter to the Governor's Yamen, asking the Governor to submit a detailed report. I heard that it has the intention of promoting it. Yingzhou cannot open the port alone."
"Where is the Marquis of Jibei?" Pei Ziyun glanced at Fu Juren and asked.
"It's not bad. I heard that I took the initiative to disarm and was encouraged by the Holy One. I was rewarded with honor. Now I heard that I organized a fleet to trade with Fuso and made a lot of profits."
"Fleet, profit." Pei Ziyun stood up and took a few steps. He naturally knew the profit involved. If he had been in the past, he would definitely have joined. But now he had no such intention. He stood at the door and looked outside, without speaking for a long time.
Fu Juren was surprised and asked: "I heard that your family has received a gift from the emperor. I wanted to congratulate you, but you look like this. What's so difficult about it?"
Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Misfortunes and blessings depend on each other!"
At this time, someone from the Fu Mansion came forward with a letter and whispered: "Sir, just now the Third Young Master of the Hou Mansion sent someone to deliver a letter."
Pei Ziyun took the letter and tore open the envelope, revealing Wei Ang's words: "Brother Pei, we haven't seen each other for several months. Although there is a misunderstanding, I don't want to ruin our friendship because of this incident. I also hope that Brother Pei will be here and I can apologize to you." , we have decided to meet at Tang Gong Temple, and I hope Brother Ziyun will come in person."
"Tang Gong's Temple? Isn't it the place where Wei Ang was assassinated last time he played there?" Looking at the letter, Pei Ziyun hesitated and looked at the waiting servant: "Is the person who sent the letter still there?"
"Sir, the messenger delivered the letter to the house and left." The man answered quickly.
"Well, you can go down." Pei Ziyun waved, ate his meal in a hurry, walked a few steps in the courtyard, looking at the sky with a somewhat incomprehensible expression, then entered the room with a gloomy look, took out the banknotes and went out.
The night is getting darker, and there is no sound on the mountain road, only some wind, rustling, and a bit chilly.
The Tanggong Temple on the mountain had already closed the door, turned off the lights and had a rest. On the cliff in front of the temple, Pei Ziyun stood, looking down, but he could see the city in the distance. At this time, there were many other houses with hanging hangings in front of their doors. Lighting lanterns, or lighting oil lamps at home, the city is filled with lights.
Pei Ziyun looked at these scenes and sighed. Seeing no one around, he turned around and stood on the ground. It immediately sank, revealing a big pit.
Pei Ziyun then buried a package on his back. The soil covered it, revealing a thin thread. The stone piece was lightly covered on it. With a little Taoism, the stone piece seemed to have taken root.
There are several places buried on the top of the mountain, in the open space, and in the pavilion. The leads are pressed with stone pieces and fixed with Taoist methods. They can be ignited by just using a sword to open them.
After doing this, Pei Ziyun entered Tang Gong's temple and bowed deeply: "I have disturbed Mr. Tang. If there is any disturbance in the future, I will make up for it."
After saying that, he looked at the stars in the sky and sighed: "Wei Ang, you and I are not only brothers, but also have similar interests. I hope it won't develop into a situation where life and death are unpredictable as I thought."
Winter light snow.
A few days later, Pei Ziyun held up his umbrella and sword and walked up the mountain road. This was the second time he came here. The mountain was lush and green, with secluded paths and lush forests. Even in winter, there were still large pine and cypress trees and the sound of waves. Going up again, Wei Ang had already arrived. Waiting at a pavilion in the open space on the top of the mountain, a tea table was placed in front of him.
"Hululu" A pot of water was boiling on the tea stove in the pavilion. Seeing Pei Ziyun coming, Wei Ang called out: "You are here. Last time we said we would taste tea together. Today I got some tea leaves, so I will taste it with you."
Pei Ziyun came forward and sat opposite Wei Ang. Wei Ang took the tea cup and poured boiling water into the cup. Wei Ang made a sizzling sound with his exquisite craftsmanship and a refreshing fragrance. Ang said: "Please!"
Pei Ziyun took the tea cup in front of him and saw the tea color, green amber color and the fragrance of tea. He smiled: "Okay!"
He was playing with it for a while, but did not drink. He only listened to Wei Ang say: "I wonder, Junior Brother Pei, has he written a great poem recently?"
Listening to Wei Ang's words, Pei Ziyun put down the teacup in his hand and glanced at it: "Wei Ang, you and I have known each other for a long time, but you still don't understand me. No poem can be written without wine!"
"It's true that I forgot. Come and get me some wine." Wei Ang ordered.
Pei Ziyun smiled and waved his hand: "No need, I brought it myself."
As he spoke, he took out a flat silver pot from his arms, took a sip of wine, stood up and sang in a low voice: "If everyone's life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness? It's easy to change the heart of the old, but it's time to change the heart of the old. Changeable.”
It was snowing lightly outside the pavilion, and the snowflakes were falling, seeming to bring a chill. Pei Ziyun finished reciting the poem, with a metallic trembling sound. Wei Ang's face suddenly turned pale, and he was stunned for a moment before sighing: "What a good poem, worthy of being a wine master, said The truth is, how wonderful it would be if life were just the first time we met!"
After Wei Ang finished speaking, he took the tea cup and threw it to the ground. With this sound, a large number of armored soldiers poured out of the temple. Wei Ang retreated quickly and hid among the armored soldiers, and then continued: "In the next life, we will lose this family. I would also like to become a close friend with you."
At this time, the armor soldiers separated, and a eunuch emerged from the crowd.
The eunuch had a pale face and a dignified attitude, with a look of pity on his face: "Mr. Jie Yuan is really a great talent. This poem has moved our family, but you have ruined the Lord's important affairs, and I will borrow your head today."
Pei Ziyun stood in the pavilion and glanced around. He saw these people wearing armor, breastplates, and swords out of their sheaths. He was paying attention, and his expression gradually became serious: "King Lu's black-clad guards? The Marquis of Jibei has already Are you colluding with King Lu?" "I'm sorry for you." Wei Ang said to the crowd, with a sad expression: "But this is not collusion. King Lu is the king, and we are ministers. The king has his orders, and the ministers should obey them. .”
"That's right. Mr. Xie Yuang has really good eyesight. It's a pity that there used to be poisonous tea. He died painlessly and still kept the whole body, but you didn't drink it. Now you only have weapons."
"I heard that you have become the Yin Shen Zhenren. Maybe you will do something in front of me?"
"Three years ago, the master of Dongling Temple was also the real person Yin Shen, but he was disrespectful to his master. The Sa family led a team of soldiers and chopped off his head."
Seeing that Pei Ziyun was not moved at all, the eunuch sneered and said, "Mr. Jie Yuangong, I have a lot of experience in dealing with Taoists like you. Do you think I can't tell a joke?"
As he spoke, he took out a token, which was cold and marked with dragon patterns, and shouted in a sharp voice: "King Lu has a fate, Pei Ziyun's crime will not be pardoned, kill him."
"Boom!" Pei Ziyun suddenly felt a faint long roar that sounded like a dragon but not a dragon. His body froze. His magic power was still there, but he couldn't use it.
"Haha, without Taoism, no matter how powerful you are, how many of my armored soldiers can you kill?" The eunuch said, and the armored soldiers were about to kill him in the next moment.
"Hahaha!" Pei Ziyun laughed, looking at the soldiers in front of him and Wei Ang hidden in the crowd: "You are my good friend, but you have reached this point today."
After hearing this, Wei Ang raised his head and shouted: "Slow down!"
Following Wei Ang's words, all the armored soldiers who were about to attack stopped. Wei Ang seemed to have made up his mind and came out to look at Pei Ziyun with guilt on his face: "Although we have not known each other for a long time, I treat you sincerely. , I regard you as my confidant, but I am just a member of the Marquis Mansion, so there is nothing I can do about it."
"I thought about it for a long time, and finally figured it out. I am the third son of the Marquis of Jibei. Without the Marquis, I will have nothing." Wei Ang said this, his face gradually calmed down: "But don't worry, I will take care of you. Mother, as long as I am here, I will never let her grow old without support and be bullied."
"Haha, Wei Ang, what you said is good. I can repay you with these words. If possible, I will leave a trace of your family's blood, which can be considered as a friendship between the two of us." Pei Ziyun said with profound meaning. A hint of sneer, not the slightest hint of being in a desperate situation.
"You?" Wei Ang stared and shouted.
"Kill!" The eunuch also felt that something was wrong and his hair stood on end, so he immediately ordered the people around him. Immediately, armored soldiers rushed forward like a tide.
"Wei Ang, do you know why I'm fighting for this little time?" Pei Ziyun laughed, stretched out his arms from his sleeves, and a fire broke out.
He took a step forward, picked up a stone fragment with his sword, and threw the fire piece up. Hearing the rapid burning sound of the fuse, Pei Ziyun no longer hesitated, threw himself towards the cliff, looked back and smiled: "Goodbye !”
With that said, he jumped off the cliff.
"No, run away." Wei Ang felt a wave of terror attack him, and ran away. But after running a few steps, he heard a "boom" and the entire pavilion flew into the sky, carrying many limbs with it.
"Hmph, no matter how many soldiers you have, how can you defeat my gunpowder bag?"
"It's still mixed with gunpowder packets that have been tempered with poisonous tips."
Pei Ziyun fell from the cliff and felt a lightness all over his body. The Taoist restrictions had disappeared. He stretched out his finger and a piece of canvas on his body spread out and turned into wings, gliding away into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the distance.
(End of chapter)