The sky was covered with thick clouds, and the howling wind caused heavy snow to fall. Pei Ziyun rode a horse all the way, with Xiting County in front of him. After running for thirty miles, he entered the county seat.
It was noon, the snow was falling heavily, and there were few people around. I went straight to the county government office and saw that all the government offices were closed, and there was a thick layer of snow on the bluestone steps in front of the door.
Pei Ziyun jumped off his horse and saw the roar in the fence. He pushed open the gate and went in. He started beating, and the sound of "dong dong dong" immediately sounded.
It was almost the New Year at this time. The county magistrate discussed the New Year matters with others in the afternoon and went back to the office to drink errands. Before he finished resting, he heard the sound of drums and heavy rain. He had to open the door and go out. He was very unhappy and cursed secretly: " Whoever plays the drum must be punished and slapped with a ban."
At this time, someone from the county government opened the door and came out, rubbing their hands and drinking: "It's snowing and cold, who is coming to report the crime?"
"I am the current Jieyuan of Yingzhou. I was ordered by the governor to accompany the governor's envoy to the court. I don't want any thieves to assassinate Liao Ge and I am here to report the case." Pei Ziyun said coldly.
"What? An official was killed?" The yamen servant was startled and quickly turned around to make an announcement. After a while, he led Pei Ziyun into the county yamen and entered the county yamen.
The magistrate of the West Hall was sitting in the high hall, rubbing his hands and feet, his nose turned red from the cold, and said, "This is Pei Jieyuan, please tell me everything in detail."
Pei Ziyun presented the official document and explained the matter in detail. When he heard that more than 20 people had died, everyone in the hall was filled with panic. This was a major case.
"Jie Yuan, please take us there quickly, this is going to be troublesome!" the county magistrate said in fear.
The county magistrate, several arresters, and dozens of government officials rushed to the ferry together.
When they arrived at the reed field, they were horrified to see corpses all over the ground, covered in white snow. The county magistrate, who had just turned fifty this year, looked dignified, but his face was livid: "Check every corpse and record pictures and texts."
Along the way, Pei Ziyun didn't see the horses or the bodies of six people on the ground, so he snorted coldly. If there were people behind these people, he was lucky to escape quickly. They were all from the government now, so he didn't dare to attack them.
"Please ask Mr. Xie Yuan to stay for a few days!" the county magistrate said with a bitter face. This matter was a disaster from heaven for him. This matter happened within his jurisdiction. Even if it was not his responsibility, it was a middling comment. It cannot be avoided.
But the person in front of him is Jieyuan. To be honest, if he were a commoner or even a scholar, he would have won it long ago.
"That's how it should be!" Pei Ziyun smiled slightly and followed the county magistrate into the county town. The winter days were short and it was getting dark.
After having been an official for a long time, the county magistrate regained his composure and smiled: "Mr. Xie Yuan, I have heard of your name for a long time. I am lucky today. Please allow me to do my best as a landlord."
The county magistrate also figured it out. It was neither Pei Ziyun nor Pei Ziyun's fault. Since there was nothing he could do, why bother being an enemy
It's better to form a good relationship and introduce him to the small hall now.
There was already a small banquet in the small hall. A hot pot was boiling and white smoke was rising. Pei Ziyun couldn't help but smile: "It turns out to be an antique soup. It's late and cold, so this is the best."
Hot pot, also known as antique soup in ancient times, existed during the Warring States Period, using clay pots as pots. By the Song Dynasty, hot pot was already common among the people. In the Qing Dynasty, hot pot was not only popular among the people, but also became a palace dish.
This world is similar. The most important thing for hot pot to enter the elegant hall is convenience.
The county magistrate smiled and said: "It was late and cold, so there was no time to prepare. Besides, it would get cold very quickly after we prepared, so we got into trouble."
As he said that, a maid came over and added spices, ginger, garlic, sugar and vinegar to the pot in proportion, and sprinkled some rice wine into it. Suddenly, the aroma of meat, wine and vegetables rose, and slices of tripe and meat were added around it. , meatballs and other ingredients, as well as steamed buns, spring rolls, and snacks.
"What are you talking about, county magistrate!" Pei Ziyun smiled: "The sumptuous banquet is enough to satisfy you."
As he spoke, he picked up the wine flask on the table, served the wine to the county magistrate, and smelled it: "Fragrant!"
"This is home-brewed wine." With Pei Ziyun's approval, the county magistrate said happily: "Let's use it together!"
To be honest, Pei Ziyun had been hungry for a long time, and he wolfed down the food immediately. The county magistrate was also very attentive. He also poured a glass of wine for Pei Ziyun. After drinking a few glasses, he said: "Does Mr. Jie Yuang have a new work? Why not let us feast our eyes on it?" ?”
"I wrote a collection of college annotations, and after using up my literary thoughts for several years, this article disappeared in a short time, but there is still one poem, which was written when I was crossing the river."
Pei Ziyun smiled. Just now he was reciting the scenery of the North when he was killing people, but now of course he didn't dare to reveal even a single word - this kind of poem was not written by the emperor or the emperor's reserve in ancient times, and it would definitely be beheading, so he chanted:
“Birds will fly away from thousands of mountains, and all traces of people will be wiped out.
Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow. "
This is a landscape poem by Liu Zongyuan. The original intention is to express his depression, grief and anger after being demoted. Just four sentences immediately render a desolate, cold and lonely realm. Although the word "snow" is not used directly, when listening to the poem, it seems to be overwhelming. It was snowing heavily, and I could feel the biting cold air.
When he arrived at Pei Ziyun's place, he reached another level. The county magistrate listened to this man's trembling words and the sound of metal and stone. He suddenly remembered that there were more than twenty corpses lying around, many of which were killed by this man. He immediately thought to himself: "What a state, what a murderous spirit!"
With his heart trembling, the magistrate raised his cup and said, "What a poem - with this wine, you won't get drunk after a thousand cups of wine, so go ahead!"
After the small banquet was over, the county magistrate had already ordered people to clean up the room and asked Pei Ziyun to spend the night together.
In fact, it was not good at all. The room was warm, the quilt was soft, and it was comfortable to lie down. Pei Ziyun was extremely tired, but he couldn't fall asleep for a while, thinking...
"The first group of people who attack and kill you are the so-called warriors among the people, and the latter group must be soldiers."
"It's strange. Although my trip is not too secret, the route and time of my trip are secret. I deliberately kept it secret. There are no satellites here. Who can react so quickly and stop us?"
In fact, the answer is not difficult to guess. Pei Ziyun sighed secretly, got up from his clothes, and walked slowly in front of the bed. The fire in the charcoal basin was still burning. He finally stopped hesitating and checked his belongings.
"Soft armor, nothing happened."
"Fajian, nothing happened."
"This is..." He took out the package and fumbled around, and touched one with his hand. When he left, he didn't remember it was there. When he took it out, his face turned cold. It was a Taoist talisman.
Pei Ziyun's eyes were dark and murderous. He didn't expect that someone was hiding a Taoist talisman in his personal clothes. Pei Ziyun knew this talisman. It was a traction talisman. He could locate it, which meant he was furious.
"Who attacked me?"
"Could it be?" Thinking of the source, Pei Ziyun's eyes were dark and he suddenly sneered: "Well, who else could it be? It must be you, Song Zhi."
"Hey, look, it can only exist for ten days?"
"Then it's useless for me to take it back, and I can't go back now."
"But am I the one who is bullied and cannot fight back? Let me think about it, how can I fight back?"
"Huh, I'll stay in the county for three days to let you catch up. At the same time, I'll also prepare to give you a surprise."
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun suddenly smiled.
There was no talk that night. On the third day, Pei Ziyun continued to Beijing with the official documents and said goodbye to the county magistrate. After saying that they had known each other for a few days, the county magistrate was really surprised by Pei Ziyun's talent and gave him twenty taels of Cheng Yi.
mountain temple
There is an open space on a hillside. It is a piece of earth and rocks with not many trees. In the center of the open space sits a ruined temple.
It may have been in disrepair for a long time, and the walls of the ruined temple looked a bit mottled, with a cold wind blowing in. There was a plaque on the main door with the words "Mountain Temple" written on it.
Pei Ziyun arrived in front of the altar, lit a fire and lit incense, felt it, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "There are no gods in this temple, otherwise I can't choose this place."
There are gods in this world, and there are efficacious things in this temple. Pei Ziyun would not choose this place. Without any scruples, Pei Ziyun swept around coldly. The front of this ruined temple is spacious and the back is backed by a mountain. It is a good place to set up an ambush. You can check the enemy in front and behind. But fleeing into the mountains and forests, it would be better if you don't come, but if you come, these people will definitely suffer a big loss. He just sneered. Ever since he found the Taoist talisman, he had an idea and lit a bonfire.
How could he not take revenge for being plotted like this? This talisman could reveal his location, but it couldn't lure the enemy into setting up an ambush. Tonight, we had to wait and see if any thieves would come. If they did, how could we live in peace without killing a few people
With a dark smile, he took out the water bag from the back of the horse. The water bag was very large and heavy. The county magistrate had asked about it, and Pei Ziyun still smiled and said, "This is to bring wine. It's cold, and there is wine on the road to keep warm."
The county magistrate really believed it.
At this time, Pei Ziyun carefully poured the water bag on the wood, the door, and other places prone to fire. He sneered secretly: "I have been tossing this kerosene for several days, and all I stole in secret is top quality."
"It has also been preliminarily refined with Taoist rituals. It is guaranteed to be instantaneous and a big fire will form in a short time."
After the preparations were completed, Pei Ziyun restrained his sinister smile and showed a fearful look. He was really careless at Luweitan last time. He didn't want these people to be as bold as slaves and directly lure warriors from the Jianghu who had a grudge against the Japanese pirates to kill the officials.
"Hmph, but the attack was still unprofessional. If the woman in the first wave had cooperated in the consecutive attacks, I might not be able to escape." Thinking about it made me feel chilled.
At this time, he was leaning against the pillar of the ruined temple with his sword, and he was secretly adjusting his breath. He didn't know how long it had been before he suddenly heard a sound from outside.
Pei Ziyun was startled, and then he sneaked to the door. When he saw it, he saw dozens of figures, and he was shuddered secretly: "These thieves must have learned a lesson."
"Originally, the warriors at Reed Beach were a mob. Although the cavalry behind them were elite, their numbers were too small, so I defeated them one by one."
"Looking at the situation this time, there are no less than thirty people. And judging from the way they sneak in, they all have a clear division of labor and are well-trained. They are obviously ready to annihilate me in one fell swoop."
"To be fair, if it weren't for this battlefield, it would be difficult for me to survive with my current martial arts and Taoist skills anywhere."
I was secretly glad in my heart. I took some things and threw them into the incense burner. Then I turned around and sneaked towards the back of the yard. Before these people were completely close, I jumped out from behind the yard, and then hid behind a piece of wood and stone. Watch the path.
(End of chapter)