A Sword of Frost

On the seventh day of the new year, the army allocated from Qingzhou arrived on schedule and escorted the national treasure Sheli northward with Lin Ying.

The people in Star City only told the army to come and go, but they did n’t know what was going on. Anyway, in this peaceful world, there will be no war. Come on, do n’t delay the New Year.

Fei Shuang whispered a long hiss, and stopped firmly in place. The four hooves rubbed the turf to the next layer.

Yun Yifeng looked at the empty village entrance and asked, "What about killing pig dishes?"

Ji Yanran decisively shirk responsibility: "Old Zhang said."

The old Zhang was named Zhang Facai. He was the inn owner and was kind and friendly. When he heard that the two would stay in the Star City for the Lantern Festival, he immediately recommended it and said that Li Jiacun would kill the pig feast today, but it was really lively. Ah, set up a shed at the entrance of the village. The tables, chairs, and benches can't be seen at a glance. There are seven dishes and eight bowls. From pig's head to pig's tail, all the dishes can be eaten. Last meal.

So the grandeur of the grand beams and the doorkeeper of the wind and rain gate, with great interest, "just happened" on the horse.

But luck was not right.

Ji Yanran is still complaining: "How can this old Zhang nonsense? He also lied to us that there is a pig killing feast in Li's village."

"Yes, there are." A group of little dolls in the village ran right next to it and laughed after hearing it. "But Li's village is far away from here. They should be finished when you pass by."

Yun Yifeng stunned: "Where is this?"

The little baby ran while answering, "This is Liujia Village. Lijia Village is in the east of the city. This is the west of the city."

Yun Yifeng asked the road when he came, and he blocked a man on the street.

Now it seems that the person is also confused and pointed casually.

The first master of intelligence in the rivers and lakes, asked where Lijiacun was, and also made a mistake.

Cloud Gate Master fell into a long silence and self-doubt.

Ji Yanran comforted in time: "Liu Jiacun can also go, let's go find a rich family to confuse."

After a while, Ji Yanran coaxed again: "After returning to the city, if we see that random direction again, we hit him."

Yun Yifeng reluctantly said, "Well."

Fei Shuang walked briskly and walked the two men into the village. Although the pig-killing feast didn't catch up, at this time, it also happened to be eating. Every family was smoking in the chimney. There was always good wine and food in the New Year. Wanting to rest, he hurriedly entered the house, and added two more dishes.

There was a delicious roast duck during the dinner, and Yun Yi's style was still unsatisfactory: "If you want to sell it in the Star City, you will definitely make a lot of money."

"It's old and can't move." Auntie waved and said, "If the son likes it, there are three in the kitchen. Take one back."

"There are three more. Three were long gone. They were bought yesterday." The uncle on the side reminded her, "Did you forget? Just the rich man Xu Master's family, you also received money from others."

As soon as he said it, Dasao remembered that there was such a thing. He patted his head and said that he could only remember whether to remember or not. Yun Yifeng laughed and said, "It's okay, eat two good things and eat them. I thought, it ’s more rare but not rare. ”

The meal was homely and warm. The host insisted on not accepting cash. At this time, the little grandson ran in with a group of playmates, and the two gave the broken silver to the group of dolls.

"The two sons are very polite." Grandma cleaned the table neatly, and smiled and greeted the two to sit again for a while, and then left after drinking red dates and rice wine.

There is a hanging chair in the courtyard, and it will make a noise when you fall asleep. Yun Yifeng is full, drinks, and lays down again. He is drowsy due to the sun. A group of little dolls around do not feel noisy. The nursery rhymes are more hypnotic.

The uncle went to the village head, and the uncle cooked the rice wine, and went to help smoke the bacon next door. Ji Yanran said with emotion: "If the beams are so good everywhere, then it is truly a flourishing world."

"Is the Northwest still messy?" Yun Yifeng asked him.

"With the army guarding, it is not chaotic, and the people have the confidence to sow in the spring, so they are not afraid of leaving in the autumn." Ji Yanran said, "But if you want to be as prosperous and prosperous as the Star City, it may take a long time, ten years. , Twenty years, fifty years. "

Yun Yifeng poured half a bowl of wine for him: "But there is always hope, eh?"

"Yes." Ji Yanran smiled. "One day, the people in Bianguan will be like this, looking forward to real peace and tranquility."

After a while, Yun Yifeng said, "Can I ask the Lord something?"

Ji Yanran nodded: "Say."

"Why do those people force Lord Wang to rebel?" Yun Yifeng sat up a bit, "The emperor is like Mingjun, and the king is also a general. Listen to the meaning of the toffee's words. You usually get along well with him in the weekdays. Was he trying to provoke the battle of cricket clams, and made his own fisherman profit, or ... "He lowered his voice and almost reached the other side's ears." Or are they really trying to hold the king as the emperor? After all, Jiangshan is the king and the throne. But the others are sitting, no matter how good the relationship between the two brothers is, there is imperial power and military power in the middle, there will always be a bit of fear, and the princess has never returned to the prairie to visit relatives for more than 20 years, has been in the king city, is To reassure the emperor? "

Ji Yanran only felt the hotness in his ears, so he pinched his neck and pulled people farther away: "Do you suspect that the master is behind me?"

"It's impossible to guarantee which old ministry that year was born and died together, so Wang Ye is more unwilling." Yun Yifeng sat back and crossed his legs. "Put the contradiction first, then when the knife holder is around the neck, Wang Ye will not want to go to the wall again. You can only fool your teeth. "

Ji Yanran said: "Stuck on the wall?"

Yun Yifeng has a good attitude: "Make an analogy, make an analogy." It has nothing to do with the mud, you are good yellow mud!

"I don't have such a subordinate." Ji Yanran shook his head. "Being a brother born and dying together, naturally I know what I want, not only not interested in the throne, but even this general is not willing to do it, even if it is really forcibly raised, I am afraid that The sky will run. "

"That's ..." Yun Yifeng grabbed his shoulder, "unpromising."

Ji Yanran couldn't help crying: "You have the courage, don't let others hear this."

Yun Yifeng promised, and lay back on his arms. A group of little dolls around are still jumping lattices, talking about what fell off the cliff and breaking their legs, it is really pitiful to support a round stomach. Although the content is really unclear, the sound is crisp and tender, and it sounds very catchy.

This day, the two returned to the city on the sunset.

Although there is no magnificent sunset in summer, there is a trace of crimson hanging on the ink blue sky curtain, entangled, emitting golden light.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Yun Yifeng stood in front of the sugar cake shop and was still waiting for the jujube dessert to come out. He suddenly hurriedly ran behind a group of people.

"What's wrong?" He asked in surprise.

Ji Yanran took hold of a passerby.

"It's terrible." The human said, "The grandpa of Shibashanzhuang went out of town to do business in October last year. As a result, he didn't get back in the New Year. It was a delay on the road. Who knows how to be killed?"

Obviously, the owner of the sugar cake shop was very familiar with this grandpa, and immediately half of his head was pierced out of the shop: "Who was killed? Is that the newly-married kid?"

"I don't know, I'm going to watch it." Passerby said, "I heard that the scene was very miserable, and Master Zhang has already rushed past with his masterpiece."

The New Year's New Year's murder case, also appeared in the first-class rich households Shiba Shanzhuang, the news spread ten to one hundred, less than half an hour, has made the city rain and wind. Yun Yifeng was sitting at the inn's table. The tea makers around the circle were discussing the matter. The original committee was indifferent. Some people said that Xu Ye was cut off by the enemy's family and thrown into the water well, and some people said that he was conspired by an adulterer. For the sake of killing money, what's more, it is simply that the Yang Qi was sucked by the painted skin fairies, and the whole person is as burned as a piece of wood, and it breaks when it is folded.

"It's a pity." The tea guests regretted. "The people living in the Eighteen Villas are all great people."

Ji Yanran said, "If you are too noisy, we will change places."

"I have heard of Shibashanzhuang." Yun Yifeng said, "I have done a lot for the rich and benevolent, repairing the bridge and paving the road, and have donated to Buddhist temples and good halls."

"That's really a good man, but I don't want to report it." Ji Yanran added water for him. "What else do you know about this villa? It is better to write it down and hand it to Zhang Guhe, he will find out the case as soon as possible."

Yun Yifeng looked at him: "I will take advantage of my door."

Ji Yanran was very conscious: "I understand, the rules of rivers and lakes are to pay silver first."

Yun Yifeng laughed: "I'm afraid I can't pick up this business. An ordinary local rich household has never bought news, and Feng Yu Men doesn't know much.

The two were talking, but a subordinate hurried up from the stairs and whispered in Ji Yanran's ear: "Master Wang, Master Zhang is here, waiting in the room, as if something urgent happened."

Yun Yifeng stared at him, frowning slightly.

At this time, I was afraid that it was related to the eighteen villas.

Zhang Guhe and his master, both walked back and forth in the room, which vividly explained what it means to be "sit and rest". There was also a letter on the table. The dark inkwell with **** fingerprints, let alone what the content is, just panicked at a glance.

It was found from the deceased of Shibashanzhuang and sealed in a wax pill. Zhang Guhe knew at a glance that this was not a common murder, and hurried to find Ji Yanran.

Ji Yanran asked: "Red Crow Religion?"

"Yes." Zhang Guhe said, "Xiaguan followed the King of Dali Temple and worked on the case of the Red Crow religion, so he could recognize the curse at a glance."

Twenty years ago, the Red Crow religion flourished in the beams. The doctrine was clothed with the expression of gentleness, love, and stability, but it was **** inside. It was completely obliterated, and the price paid was not small. I thought I had extinguished the last inch of embers, but I didn't expect it to reappear today.

Ji Yanran asked again, "What is the history of the Xu family of the Eighteen Villas?"

"Businessman," Zhang Guhe replied, "The deceased's name is Xu Qiuwang, who is at the helm of the Xu family. He is generous and cautious. There is no fault other than being lecherous.

"It may also be framed by someone," Ji Yanran said, "but no matter which one, since there is a red crow spell, adults still report to the court as soon as possible according to law."

After Zhang Guhe left, Yun Yifeng asked, "Why, Lord, don't you go to Shibashanzhuang?"

"Naturally," Ji Yanran said, "but you have to wait for the government to send in all the files about the Xu family. You and I must first figure out what these eighteen villas are.

Yun Yifeng paused briefly: "You and me?"

Ji Yanran was rather calm: "Yes."

Ji Yanran added another sentence: "The owner of the Cloud Gate only needs to collect the silver from the court according to the price, and the lion opens his mouth. If the emperor refuses, I will take you there in the future."

His Royal Highness King Xiao's abacus was very loud. If investigating such a case, if he could bring the door of the storm door, he would save much effort and effort. And Yun Yifeng thought over and over again, feeling that he was always free to go, followed by a trip to Shiba Shanzhuang, and can go to the Treasury in the east to pick it up, as if without loss.

Besides, as the saying goes, all are here.

So he said, "Well."

Ji Yanran is quite satisfied.

Zhang Guhe's work efficiency has always been high. This time, it also involved the Red Crow religion, and he did not dare to slack off. He sent someone the case file in the afternoon, with the details of the Eighteen Villas, without any omissions.

Yun Yifeng rummaged through it again, and the history of the Xu family was undoubtedly the point. It was the most ordinary little cargo man walking the streets, making the business bigger and bigger, and finally buying a house and buying a landlord. Mrs. Xu had received the help of eighteen good people when she was still alive. The Eighteen Villas was named because she reminded her children and grandchildren to be grateful and to do good deeds on weekdays. The deceased Xu Qiuwang is his eldest son. He is in his forties. The villa has been a real principal in recent years. There are four younger brothers below, who are in charge of each firm. On weekdays, brothers and friends are respectful and happy.

Ji Yanran said, "What do you think of Yunmen?"

"The reason why the Red Crow teaches deceive people is because they have seized the" greed "in human nature." Yun Yifeng said, "You don't have to go to work in the field or study the name of Bo Gong in the cold window. You can become rich only by asking God to burn incense. Dagui, coupled with the sudden fall of the leader, can naturally fool those delicious lazy believers. Xu Qiuwang should not be, he is a businessman and a very savvy businessman. There is no shortage of wives and concubines in the family. It ’s all about everything. Now that I ’ve asked for nothing, why do I still believe this messy thing? ”

"It seems that you and I really have to go to Shiba Shanzhuang." Ji Yanran closed the file. "He was miserable and his leg bones were broken. Even if it is not a cult, it is not like ordinary revenge."

Yun Yifeng heard a headache: "How can these people not stop the New Year?"

Shibashanzhuang is not far from the inn. After crossing a few streets, Zhang Guhe heard the pass and hurried to greet him: "Master Wang, the master of the cloud gate."

"But what did you find?" Ji Yanran asked as he walked.

“Xu Qiuwang ’s eighteen-room wife and concubine have been passed on, and personal servants and maids have been tried one by one, and no one has heard of the Red Crow ’s teachings.” Zhang Guhe said, “In recent years, Grandpa Xu has been in bad health and has been eating fasting Buddha on the mountain Fearing that he couldn't stand the stimulus, he didn't tell him for the time being. "

Yun Yifeng thought, his wife and son in the eighteen room.

Really not tired.

At this time, it was dark, and there was an accident in the villa, so it was a mess, and no one came to the lantern under the corridor. Yun Yifeng walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a cry coming from his ear. In this cold wind day, he sobbed, and his ears were very sharp.

"Who's there?" Zhang Guhe was frightened and asked sharply.

The cry stopped abruptly, and after a long time, a little shadow stood up in the corner.

It was a little girl of seven or eight years old, who looked very dressed and looked like a child of a descendant.

"You little baby." Zhang Guhe breathed a sigh of relief. "It's getting dark, why don't you go home?"

"I ... my mother scolded me." The little girl twitched. "I don't want to go back."

Yun Yifeng took a spar from her sleeve, wiped her tears, and whispered: "Tell me, why is your mother scolding you?"

"I sang a rumor, and my mother hit me, saying that something went wrong with the master. I still sing a broken leg here. If the housekeeper hears it, I want to get out of the house." The little girl grieved, "But everyone in the city Singing, it's not just me. "

"Is that the first nursery rhyme? I heard it in the village today, and it was a mess. It was really upset that this one that fell and died," Yun Yifeng reminded. "If you don't go home again, your mother should kiss Worried. "

The little girl agreed, wiped her face again, and returned the handkerchief.

"Give it to you." Yun Yifeng stood up and said with a smile, "Go back."

The little girl agreed vaguely and looked up at him, thinking that this big brother was really tall and beautiful.

The silk sip in his hand was soft and fragrant, like petals in the morning.

She looked at her dirty clothes and hands, and then thought of the clean white sleeves that had just brushed her eyes, suddenly suddenly a little embarrassed.

It's time to take a shower tonight.

"Hey, girl."

Suddenly someone called her behind.

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