Overnight, the news of the assassination of the prefect Wang Jun on the street on the Mid-Autumn Festival was circulating in Jiangning City.

The assassination site was Qinglan Street in the middle of the Qinhuai River. There were quite a few people who witnessed the whole process. In addition, the intentional people deliberately promoted it. The next morning, almost everyone knew this news. Whether it was literary men or ordinary people, they were talking about it and had different opinions.

In this era, there were not many places where you could entertain. In addition to fireworks and willow alleys, it was the most popular teahouse and wine shop. Teahouse and wine shops were not only a place for scholars and students to taste tea and talk about the Tao, but also a place for ordinary people to make jokes, listen to music and watch operas. Among them, the books, music, operas and literature can also be regarded as enjoyed by both the elite and the masses.

In the 10-foot-long teahouse on the north street of Jiangning, many tea guests were drinking tea and listening to a man who looked like a scholar talking.

"That's right, the prefect Wang almost died in the hands of the assassin last night. Unexpectedly, a young man like a god came out halfway, and used the flying sword technique to rescue Wang, who was in desperate situation, from the assassin's heavy siege.

At that time, Lord Wang was riding on the sword. When the assassin and others saw such immortal techniques, they were all stunned for a while. They realized that they could only stare at Lord Wang and escape."

Someone next to him asked, "Mr. Cao saw it with his own eyes?"

The scholar raised the teacup on the table, drank a light sip, and replied, "That's natural. Last night, I came out of Qiyuan and happened to run into an assassin on the way back to the house. But then again, although the assassins did not succeed, the layout of their assassinations was somewhat evident."

Someone was puzzled and said, "What's the saying? Could it be that the assassin has a great background?"

The scholar looked at him and said slowly: "There are not many or few people in Qinglan Street in the Xu period. Dozens of assassins were planted in them, as if they knew the path of Lord Wang. As soon as they made a move, they knew that they were experts who were immersed in this way. They rushed up with a knife, dagger, crossbow, and cooperated with each other without interruption.

Although I still couldn't kill Lord Wang, I was able to retreat freely when the officers and soldiers arrived. The whole process was well-arranged, and it was not an ordinary force. As for some of my speculations, I did not dare to explain them in detail to you, just understand it."

Others agreed, "That's right, that's right. Mr. Cao also needs to get a good exam and be cautious in his words and deeds."

"It's a pity that this world is not worthy of Master Cao's talent."

"Now some imperial officials are in vain and can only know gold and silver, but they can't recognize the sufferings of the people. My foundation in the Song Dynasty must be destroyed by these people."

"This brother, be careful."

"hehe……"

Everyone in the building followed suit, and the further they talked, the scholar just chuckled and shook his head when he heard this. Although there were many precedents of literary inquisition in the Song Dynasty, the casual remarks in the market would never attract the attention of the government as long as they were not named.

The Song Dynasty emphasized literature and military affairs. High officials and even priests understood the principle of "preventing people's words is more important than defending rivers". They just turned a blind eye to the folk remarks. As long as they did not cross the line, most of them were too lazy to pay attention to them.

After a long time, it was already three o'clock in the day. The teahouse was still full of talk and people were crowded, and outside the teahouse was bustling with people coming and going.

In the crowd, Xu Ziling, who was thinking about making money, walked slowly on the street. After walking a few steps, he suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away. It was a man wearing a straw hat, with a strong figure and a sword hanging around his waist. Xu Ziling looked at it carefully and recognized the man's identity.

The man was Yang Zhienuary who escorted Hua Shigang a few days ago. There was a large blue mark on his left face. Xu Ziling had also dealt with him and knew that he had some martial arts skills.

Seeing him wearing a cloth clothes and walking aimlessly on the street, he must have been taken away from his official position because of Hua Shigang's affairs. Xu Ziling felt a little guilty about this. After talking about it, Hua Shigang's robbery was also caused by him. After thinking for a while, Xu Ziling followed him to see what he was going to do.

Yang Zhi, dressed in rags, was indeed dismissed from his official position for losing Hua Shigang. However, ordinary military officers would not be so dismissed. Perhaps they could still stay in the original institution and wait for the opportunity to resume their posts.

However, Yang Zhi lost Huashigang and there was a member of the current Gao Taiwei. Not only was he driven out of the Palace Commander's Mansion, but his family property was also confiscated, leaving only a ancestral sword on his body.

When Yang Zhi walked on the street, his heart was filled with resentment towards Gao Qiu and resentment towards the world. He didn't know where to settle down. He claimed to be a descendant of the Yang family general, and he was extremely reluctant to let him become a bandit, but he only had martial arts skills, but he didn't know the life of making a living.

As he thought about it, he heard the excitement in the teahouse and had nowhere to go, so he decided to go in and take a look.

After entering the building, Yang Zhi took out the small amount of silver left on his body, asked for a pot of tea from the waiter, sat in an free seat, then picked up the teapot and drank a few sips in his mouth, and glanced at the tea guests around him.

Several scholars saw his poor dress and rude way of drinking tea. They looked at him with contempt, but then saw the huge blue seal on his face after taking off his hat. They were a little scared and dared not look at him anymore.

There were mixed fish and dragons in the teahouse. Most people were surprised when they saw his terrifying green seal and didn't say much. Yang Zhi didn't care about the amazing gazes of others, but just drank tea on his own and secretly listened to the loud talks of the scholars around him.

"Do you know, news came from Bianliang that it is said that the emperor has sent envoys to join forces with the Jin Kingdom to attack Liao."

"Great charity, the Liao people oppressed me, the Song Dynasty for a long time. Now, it is a great opportunity for the Jin Kingdom to restrain it. We, Han people, take the opportunity to restore the sixteen states of Yanyun. "

"I think you are a foolish idea. The Song Dynasty has accumulated corruption for a long time. Nowadays, there are people who are robbing and robbing. The ministers in the court are all forming cliques for personal gain. The flattering and flattering people confuse the emperor's eyes. The emperor does not know the real national strength of the Song Dynasty. If he rashly raises an army to attack Liao, he will probably not be able to lose his advantage."

"This brother is right. In my opinion, I will watch the fire from the other side of the river in the Song Dynasty, watch the two tigers of Liao and Jin fight, and do things at a cheaper rate."

"It's ridiculous. If the army is not moved at this time, if the Jin Kingdom defeats the Liao Kingdom, how should I deal with it in the Song Dynasty?"

"I don't think so. The Jin Kingdom is just a small place, with few people and few soldiers. If you want to defeat the Liao Kingdom, it is difficult to ascend to heaven. My Song Dynasty should maintain the status quo with the Liao Kingdom and continue the good for another hundred years."

A few people expressed their opinions and fought over and over again. Yang Zhi couldn't help but smile as he heard these scholars talking about the big things that day here. He had been in the officialdom for some time and had seen Liao soldiers. According to what he saw, the imperial guards in Bianliang were not as brave as ordinary soldiers of the Liao people. Once the court intervened in the Liao and Jin war, no matter who wins or loses, the Song State would not get any benefits.

At this time, a young man walked to him and asked, "Can you use the same table, this hero?"

Yang Zhi was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at the boy, waved his hand, and signaled him to be at will.

The boy was naturally Xu Ziling who followed him, sat beside Yang Zhi, looking at him knowingly and asked: "A hero is Yang Zhi, a famous green-faced beast in the world?"

Yang Zhi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, straightened his waist slightly, and said aloud: "I dare not be famous, but I am indeed Yang Zhi. I don't know the name of the little brother?"

Xu Ziling answered truthfully: "My younger brother Xu Ziling, I heard that Brother Yang was a system envoy in the front office of the palace. How did he fall here?" The young man who already had the answer in his heart was not blushing.

Yang Zhi's face suddenly darkened a little, and he looked like he wanted to speak but stopped, and he didn't want to answer the boy's question.

Seeing him feeling embarrassed, Xu Ziling changed his words: "Brother Yang is not convenient to say it, so I won't say it, but Brother Yang has the desire to re-enter the court as an official?"

Yang Zhi nodded slightly and said, "It's a pity that I only have shallow martial arts. The Palace Commander's Mansion can no longer tolerate me. Where can I go?"

Xu Ziling didn't know much about official affairs. Instead, he remembered Senior Brother Lin, who was the coach in Bianliang, and said to Yang Zhi: "I am not very interested in this official affairs, but once Senior Brother is the coach in the capital, named Lin Chong. I wonder if he can help Brother Yang Yi Er?"

When Yang Zhi heard Lin Chong's name, he was a little surprised, but he sighed and said, "I appreciate the kindness of my little brother. I have also heard of the Commander Lin in the Imperial Guard. But I don't know that the Imperial Guard is controlled by the Palace Commander's Mansion, and I have served in this Palace Commander's Mansion before."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziling felt quite embarrassed and smirked a few times.

At this time, a scholar came over, looked at Xu Ziling a few times, and exclaimed: "You are the young hero last night?"

Xu Ziling was stunned for a moment, but heard the scholar say again: "In Cao Yulin, I was fortunate to see the young hero's hero's hero last night. I admire the young hero very much and want to make friends with the young hero."

Seeing the scholar's admiration, Xu Ziling smiled and said, "It's just a few tricks, it's hard to wait for a great place."

The scholar shook his head repeatedly: "The martial arts that the young hero thought were like magic tricks. Since we met the young hero here, let me do my best to be a landlord." After that, he took out his wallet, took out a ingot of silver from it, and asked the waiter to brew a pot of good tea and serve some pastries. When Xu Ziling saw his wallet, his eyes lit up and he instantly returned to his original state.

After that, the scholar and Xu Ziling chatted for a long time. During this period, Xu Ziling frequently looked at his waist. The scholar thought his belt was loose and secretly lifted it up a few times.

After chatting, Xu Ziling introduced Yang Zhi to the scholar. After learning about Yang Zhi's situation, he decided to hire Yang Zhi as his own hospital guard.

It turned out that the scholar's family was a famous porcelain merchant in Jiangning and even Yangzhou. Because he did not have a good guard at home, his family members were often blocked by bandits when transporting goods. After hearing Xu Ziling's introduction that Yang Zhi was very skilled in martial arts and had nowhere to settle down, he decided to hire him as his guard at home.

Seeing that the scholar was serious and had nothing to do, Yang Zhi nodded and agreed.

After chatting for a while, seeing that the time was almost over, Xu Ziling got up and prepared to leave. He packed some pastries for Mingxia to eat. Seeing that Xu Ziling was about to leave, the scholar also stood up and bowed and sent him away.

But when Xu Ziling came over, he hugged him suddenly, then waved his hand to leave. Yang Zhi next to him looked at the scene and twitched the corners of his mouth a few times. The scholar was puzzled by the hug, and then thought for a while, thinking that this was probably the way for people in the martial arts world to say goodbye to their friends.

Not long after, Xu Ziling, who was walking on the street, looked back and confirmed that no one was following him. He took out a purse from his waist and started counting the money.
Chapter completed!