Sixty miles west of Luoyang City, Fenglin Station.
Fengqiao Station is a rather large station, with twenty horses and guest rooms that can accommodate hundreds of people.
In the evening, the sun is still a little hot, the setting sun shines on the mottled walls with a long history, and the smell of the soil is fresh and violent.
On the other side of the official road in front of the post station, there is a small river. There is a young boy in gray clothes who is picking up a few fat fish from the fish pond by the river, digging out the intestines and removing the scales on the spot. Into the river, down the river.
"Your technique of cutting fish is very proficient." An older man walked over and was a little surprised when he saw the young man's flexible technique. "Could it be possible that you practiced it before you came here?"
The boy in gray didn't take it seriously: "If you can kill a person, what's the point of killing a fish?"
The older man squatted down beside him, took out a tobacco rod from his waist, knocked the ash on the wooden railing, twisted out the tobacco leaves from the small pouch, tore open the roll and put it back on. : "There is no reason for this statement. Killing fish has nothing to do with killing people."
The young boy in gray looked up at the other party, saw the older man spit out eye circles intoxicated, and couldn't help laughing: "Old smoker, why haven't I seen you touch this thing before?"
The old man turned his nostrils to the sky: "The bridge I have walked is longer than the road you have walked. I have learned so many skills that I can't even count them. The disguise technique you see is just The tip of the iceberg, smoking a dry cigarette is nothing."
"Tall, it's really tall!" The gray-clothed boy looked admiring, but he didn't stop moving his hands.
The older man became more and more complacent, and was about to say something, but his breath didn't go well, he coughed again and again from the smoke, and his face turned red in an instant, and he was suddenly embarrassed, so he quickly changed the subject: "The officials have all come down, speaking of you It's time to take up the post, when will I go to the Yamen to meet Mao?"
The boy in gray had a calm expression on his face: "Tomorrow morning, I have to take up my post. If things go well, I will hurry back to Chang'an tonight, just in time."
"Today murder is against the law, and tomorrow the yamen is in charge. I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and I have never experienced this kind of experience." The old man sighed, and wanted to say something, but he was choked by the smoke, holding back his cough for the sake of face, but his eyes were full of tears. Choking tears, she angrily put away the bong, and said angrily: "This bong is really difficult to serve, and it's my bad luck, why did you pretend to be a smoker?"
The gray-clothed boy chuckled twice, skewered the fat fishes he had processed, got up and took a small wine pouch from his waist, raised his head and took a big sip, feeling very refreshed: "I'm lucky." , To be able to replace a little alcoholic, I'm so happy."
The older man glared at the young man in gray and gritted his teeth with hatred. Suddenly he looked up to the east of the official road, and after a moment of concentration, he said leisurely: "They're here."
From time to time, at the end of the official road, a cavalry team of more than ten people appeared, with fresh clothes and furious horses, rushing quickly and stopping in front of the gate of the post.
They are very imposing, either with majestic eyebrows or evil spirits. At first glance, they are not ordinary people. After dismounting from their horses, they strode in and rushed in like robbers. They caught a postman and shouted: "Hedong Jiedu At this point, let you Yi Cheng come out to greet him!"
Because of the arrival of this group of people, the station was in a state of panic, and all pedestrians dodged. The officials and travelers who were dining in the lobby unconsciously stopped talking. Some even put down their chopsticks and remained silent for fear of offending each other.
The leader, Kang Chengxun, stood at the entrance of the lobby, glanced inside, saw that there were a lot of officials and travelers, frowned, showing distaste, snorted coldly, and said to the coming Yi Cheng: "Take me to the room! "
"Yes, yes!" Yi Cheng quickly agreed.
Leaving the lobby, Yi Cheng brought Kang Chengxun to room B, opened the door, and bowed to invite Kang Chengxun in.
Kang Chengxun, however, stood still outside the door with his hands behind his back. He looked at Yi Cheng coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes: "B room?"
Cold sweat broke out on Yi Cheng's forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it off. He lowered his head and said falteringly: "The house with letter A has already been occupied."
"who?"
"Military Department member Gairo."
"Yuanwailang?" Kang Chengxun's anger was already undisguised. He stared at Yi Cheng fiercely, "In your heart, a little sixth-grade Yuanwailang can be compared with my dignified Jiedushi? Let them go!"
Chancellor Yi didn't know what to do, the other party was also an official of the imperial court, and someone else had already lived in the A-shaped house, so how could there be any reason for people to move out
Seeing that Yi Cheng hesitated, Kang Chengxun slapped him out. The other party's mortal level cultivation base couldn't hold up to his slap. He immediately vomited blood and flew out, knocking down the door frame.
Kang Chengxun's anger remained undiminished: "I am Kang Chengxun, the envoy of Hedong Jiedu, how dare you disobey my words? Do you look down on me without knowing your life?!"
Kang Chengxun was plotted against by Li Guochang in Hedong. Although there was no evidence that he hadn't been caught, there were some clues to show the identity of the other party. He thought highly of himself, and now he was forced to leave town by a Shatuo man, and he was already angry with embarrassment. This time when he returned to Beijing in a hurry, he felt that it was Li Guanshu who harmed him, and he was very angry because of his grievances. Now that he saw a ninth-rank postman, he dared to question his words, of course he was very angry.
Usually, there are two kinds of times when people are most unwilling to be looked down upon by others. One is when they are successful, then naturally they hope that everyone in the world will know how great they are and come to flatter and flatter them; I don't know my downfall, and I still think that I am a big man who is high above me. When I encounter disobedience by a small man, my psychology will be extremely distorted and angry.
Kang Chengxun is the second one.
He knew that after returning to Beijing, there would be many troubles, because the Jiedu envoys who were forced to leave the town never had a good end, demoted officials were sent to remote places, and they were not allowed to be reused for life, which was the meaning of the question.
All the way back, Kang Chengxun's mood was extremely unstable.
Yicheng was helped up by the postmen, Kang Chengxun and his followers, who seemed to be eating people, dared not speak, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, braced their injured body, and hurried to make arrangements.
When he was young, Kang Chengxun came to the Jiazi room.
Sitting down in the room, Kang Chengxun was not only not happy, but his face was even more gloomy. He gritted his teeth and said to his entourage, "Who is this military officer, Wai Lang? Knowing that I have come here, he didn't even come to see him. Do you still know his dignity?" ? Could it be that you are dissatisfied with me for occupying his room? What audacity! Find him out for me, repair him severely, and drive him out of the station!"
The entourage immediately took the order and left.
The boy in gray clothes brought the processed fish back to the back kitchen, and after handing it over to the cook, he moved a pot of vegetables and sat at the door of the backyard to clean up. The little worker has no free time, and if there is anything to do in the back kitchen, it will fall on him , but he didn't mind. In comparison, the older man was much more relaxed. After all, his seniority was much older, and he had the privilege of being lazy. He moved a small stool and sat beside the boy in gray, playing with his old cigarette pipe. He took a sip from time to time, with a relaxed demeanor, but he didn't mean to help in the slightest.
The two were talking to each other, when they suddenly heard screams, and then someone flew out, vomited blood and fell into the front yard, and a group of big men swarmed in, punching and kicking, women and children came up He stepped forward to dissuade him, but was pushed away by the other party, and the child fell to the ground, crying loudly, attracting crowds to watch.
"What are you looking at? If you look at it again, your eyes will be gouged out!" A big man gave everyone a fierce look, which immediately caused everyone to bow their heads and avoid it.
The boy in gray sitting at the door of the backyard happened to see this scene.
"Isn't that Zhang Yuanwailang from the Ministry of War? I think he is quite polite in his dealings with people. When a waiter served him food, he accidentally spilled vegetable soup on him, but he didn't get angry. How did this provoke Kang Chengxun? "The older man asked curiously.
The boy in gray didn't change his face: "Woman, I really can't change my gossip temperament. Now you are an old smoker with a hard life, why are you so curious?"
The older man stared at the boy in gray. Although he didn't understand what gossip meant, he knew from the tone of the other party that it had nothing to do with gossip in the Book of Changes: "You say I'm meddling in my own business?!"
The boy in gray shook his head, concentrating on dealing with the vegetables in the pot, wisely choosing not to argue with the woman.
The older man was still puzzled, and snorted coldly: "This guy Kang Chengxun is really domineering to the extreme, not to mention hitting Yicheng, even a sixth-rank member of the military department, Wailang, he really doesn't take the court seriously, I really think With Wei Baoheng protecting him, can he be lawless?"
There was a commotion in the yard, Zhang Yuanwailang and his wife, supported by their servants, left the post station, vomited blood every three steps, showing that they were seriously injured.
After the other party left, no one dared to discuss this matter anymore. Now they all know that it was the hand of Hedong Jiedu.
Half an hour later, it was already dark, and the food and drink for Kang Chengxun was ready, and the fat fish that the boy in gray clothes had just packed was also on his plate. There was a debate because everyone was afraid to go, for fear of offending the other party and being taught a lesson by the other party.
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After all, the lessons learned by Yicheng and Zhang Yuanwailang are too "bloody".
Ever since, this arduous task, in the end, fell on the most insignificant gray-clothed boy in the end.
The young man in gray looked at the tray stuffed into his hand, and under the watchful eyes of all the postmen and clerks, his face showed a look of fear, but he smiled in his heart: I was thinking about what kind of reason to find before It's not a problem now to enter Kang Chengxun's room.
The older man knocked his bong on the threshold, put it away and hung it on his belt, and said to the boy in gray, "I'll accompany you, lest you don't understand the rules and offend the nobleman."
The boy in gray was naturally "extremely grateful".
In the eyes of all the postmen who were saying goodbye to Jing Ke, the young man in gray walked up to the second floor with a tray in his hand, came to the door of the A character room, knocked on the door, and said softly: "Emissary Kang Lian, you The food and drink have arrived."
Kang Chengxun's impatient voice came from the room: "Why are you here so late? Get out of here!"