Relief

Xu time is the busiest time for Wazi in Dongshi.At the end of a day's work, spectators gather, and entertainers put on wonderful performances. As soon as you step into the cottage, you can hear the voices of cheers everywhere.

Gai Zhongwang is the most popular comedian in Washeri, and every time there is a light stand for his show, the atmosphere will be filled with crowds of people.The owner of the tile shop made a lot of money, so he gave special treatment to King Gai Zhong, and specially set up a spacious and comfortable backstage for him to rest, with five or six burly bodyguards guarding outside.

On this day, King Gai Zhong stepped down from the stage and went to rest. The bodyguards guarded the only way to the back stage.

"Everything is fine," said the bodyguard.

Then King Gai Zhong relaxed and stretched out his hand to push the door, and a small gap opened between the two gorgeous tiger-spotted wooden doors. A hand reached out like lightning and grabbed King Gai Zhong's wrist, pulling him into the room instantly with great force, followed by the room. The door closes.

Even the floor in the lounge was made of precious and luxurious white ebony, which was so hard that it was hard to be human. When King Gai Zhong was dragged down, his jaw hit the floor and he could almost hear the sound of his bones cracking.

"!!!" For a moment the pain was so painful that I couldn't make a sound.

The assailant was quite sophisticated. He had already prepared a strip of cloth, forced it into King Gaizhong's mouth, tied it behind his head, cut his hands back, and sat on King Gaizhong's back with his buttocks, making him unable to move.

"Woooooooooooo!!"

"Hush—" the attacker on his back seemed to be smiling, and said, "Please calm down, we are not bad people."

Gai Zhongwang's joints were twisted to such an angle that his heart ached when he moved, and he said to his mother's shit, where is my bodyguard?bodyguard! !

The bodyguard didn't notice anything while guarding outside, and even said that everything was normal.It can be seen that the sneak attackers who sneaked in are by no means ordinary people.

Besides the man sitting on King Gai Zhong's back, there was another sound of footsteps in the room.One light, one heavy—one light, one heavy—bang, the heavy leg hit King Gai Zhong in front of him, causing his pupils to constrict suddenly, and the hair on his neck exploded immediately.

An iron leg was exposed under the hem of the clothes!A row of vertical fronts on the soles of the feet broke through the hard surface of the white ebony.

King Gai Zhong didn't dare to move at all.

The man on the back emphasized again with satisfaction: "It's really not a bad person. If you cooperate well, you will be untied." He put his finger on the back of King Ge Zhong's head, as if to untie the cloth strip binding his mouth: "Please don't make a loud noise. shouting."

Gai Zhongwang nodded hurriedly, and when the cloth was loosened, he immediately wanted to look up to see the attacker's face clearly.However, the man on his back reacted faster than him, and almost instantly smashed his shaggy head back to the floor: "Don't aim randomly."

The man was still smiling, but with a hint of warning.

The bridge of Gai Zhong Wang Junting's nose was almost broken, and he groaned in pain: "No nose! If it disfigures us, we'll die together, bastard!!"

The man let go of his hand as if he had just reacted: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Is your nose okay? Because I want to cooperate with you on something important, I'm in a hurry to act too much, please forgive me."

Calling it cooperation is too much, Gai Zhongwang thought, it is clearly coercion.

"I'm just a gossip artist in Vasheri. I have no money and no power. What do you want to cooperate with?"

"You're welcome," the man said, "Do ordinary entertainers need to be equipped with bodyguards for protection? Boss Gai is a famous talker in Tokyo. The anecdotes you made up are all over the streets and alleys of the city. We happen to have a book here. I would like to invite you Take a look."

A hand hung down from the top of King Gai Zhong's head. It was too pale and thin. It was not the person behind, but the one with the iron legs in front of him.Holding a roll of paper in his hand, he unfolded it on the floor so that King Gai Zhong could see it clearly.

The paper was filled with small regular script, and Gai Zhongwang wanted to raise his head to see clearly, but the man behind him pushed his head down again.

Can't look up, can't make a sound.

It should be because you don't want to reveal your identity.It seems that the so-called cooperation has something else hidden in it.King Gai Zhong reluctantly read the story written on the paper lying on his stomach, his heart became more and more horrified, and he immediately understood why the visitor tried so hard to hide his identity.

"No!" King Gai Zhong refused without thinking, "If I tell this story, I will disappear from Tokyo the next day, and I won't even know how I died!"

The person on the back seemed to have expected it long ago, and said without surprise: "General Li Ronghuan returned to Beijing in the early spring to ask for conscription, and now let him fight with five small soldiers in the hall for fun. The puppet show that has been passed down from all over the world, five soldiers hand to hand, isn't it? Based on your script? Your script can even be arranged today, what else is not dare?"

Since these two people came to him, it’s not surprising that they got to know something. King Gaizhong said disdainfully: “The undead scribes of the Kingdom Dynasty, who edited the present day, were warned and banned at most. But telling your story, it’s like dreaming that you are worried about being killed by others. It's about cutting the neck."

The man was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Then why did you hire so many bodyguards, just to show off?"

King Gai Zhong didn't answer.

"You are eating satire," the man said in a confused tone, "I thought it would be better when I handed you such a good subject."

Something shiny suddenly fell from the head.

Gai Zhongwang raised his eyes sharply and saw an ingot of silver with white patterns: "!!!"

"..." The man on the back sighed, "What?"

Bang Bang Another two ingots of silver fell under King Gai Zhong's nose.

"Deal!!" King Gai Zhong shouted impatiently.

"What, is it still settled with money in the end?" Xie Zhixu put his hands in his hands, very helpless.

The two walked side by side in the crowded flow of people in Washe.

Ever since he learned that he often got the steel legs forged by Shu Yinzhi, he has lost interest in the two-wheeled vehicle that has accompanied him for more than ten years.Hard, heavy, and capable of being used as a murder weapon, it is enough for the wearer to experience the handy power.Xie Zhixu walked beside him, he could hear the sound of the steel blade colliding with the bluestone on the ground.

——There is no need to waste energy on things that can be solved with money.

Feng Zhichang stretched out a hand, and Xie Zhixu tacitly supported him.Steel legs are relatively heavy, and it will be difficult to walk for a long time.

It was the busiest time in Wazili. On the road they walked, two round and cute children on the left were performing meat puppet shows, and on the right was a puppet actor singing, and there were many applauding audiences.

There was Mr. Pingshu in front of him, and the audience almost blocked the entire passage.

"Will you listen for a while?" Xie Zhixu didn't want to bring Feng Zhi to crowd the wall, so he wrapped his arms around his waist to protect him from the crowd.

Pingshu was talking about something interesting, and the audience was secretly excited, showing a tacit hey expression.

"...The lonely peak is facing the Han Dynasty, and the dense pine tree is in front of the valley cave..."

I also heard the commentator say: "...the Dan acupuncture point is flowing, and its shape is also passing away..."

What is there again "grasping the side of Xuantai, looking down at the golden ditch, like a deep valley spewing out of a secluded spring"

Xie Zhixu originally wanted to listen to it for fun, but the more he listened to it, the more he felt something was wrong, and his ears burned.Feng Zhichang grabbed his fingers unconsciously and exerted force, pinching Xie Zhixu so painfully, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

The old man who was listening to the book next to him laughed, scratched his head and ears, and almost bumped into Feng Zhichang with his elbow.Xie Zhixu quickly pulled him into his arms to avoid him, his black and soft hair pressed against his chin, and the tip of his nose could smell Feng Zhichang's usual scent of auspicious reading.

"Irrigate up to the sacred fields, and down to the valleys, to fight back and forth, and to grind up and down..."

Feng Zhichang grasped Xie Zhixu's sleeve, so hard that his fingertips sank into the flesh:

—Have you heard enough!

There was a person who was more shy than himself, Xie Zhixu calmed down instead, and started teasing, asking: "Huh? He spoke eloquently, I can't understand, does second brother know what it means?"

Xie Zhixu's hand rested on Feng Zhichang's waist, unconsciously stroking it lightly while thinking: "Fighting back and forth, rubbing up and down...?"

Feng Zhichang's eyes are tinged red, he is especially sensitive to Xie Zhixu's touch recently.

Xie Zhixu wiped the corner of his eyes with a smile: "It's so thin."

The cheeks under the palm are warm.

Feng Zhi often stared at Xie Zhixu, with a thin-skinned and aggrieved appearance, as if he had lost his aggressiveness, he raised his face and smiled at Xie Zhixu for a long time——

Boom! !

Xie Zhixu reacted quickly and withdrew his foot, Feng Zhichang's steel leg stamped on his toes within a centimeter, and Xie Zhixu would say goodbye to the soles of his feet if he got a little more.

Xie Zhixu: "..."

Feng Zhichang's unrestrained back merged into the flow of people and walked away.

"..." Xie Zhixu muttered depressedly, "It will make you lose your temper."

An unremarkable dwelling in the alley, with Cai Mansion on the door plate, is the residence of Cai Yanshi, a member of the Ministry of Rites.

Cai Yanshi has lived alone so far, and has no servants at home. This is the first time he entertains guests and stays at home.He works in the Qingshui yamen, his salary is pitifully small, and it seems that he has nothing to entertain even if he empties his family, he digs out the remaining tea dregs from the tea pot, runs out hot water and brings it into the courtyard.

The guests are looking at his scrolls hanging all over the corridor.

They are all record albums of palace banquets and travel ceremonies.

"I'm ashamed," Cai Yanshi said as he put the saucer on the long corridor chair, "my only job is to draw and write. If it weren't for the fact that gentlemen can't find anyone available today, they wouldn't ask me for help. "

Cai Yanshi was born in Sanwen Academy, and he also listened to and was taught by Qian Jianyi.As a member of the Ministry of Rites, Wailang, he usually only needs to draw pictures and record, and occasionally write letters. Qian Jianwan wants to find someone to arrange for Lu Huishi to have a chance to meet the saint. Now that the academy's talents are dying, except for this idle official, I couldn't find anyone else for a while.

Wu Li withdrew his gaze from the painting: "Lord Cai, you must not underestimate yourself. In this situation, you are willing to help us. My companions and I are deeply grateful."

The Ministry of Rites is mainly responsible for personnel arrangements for the performance ceremony to be held in the suburbs of Beijing. Since the personnel are mainly people with high martial arts skills sent to Beijing from various places, Cai Yanshi was able to stuff Lu Hui and Shirenyu into it without anyone noticing.

"Those two guests have been very nervous recently, and they don't often come out of the room." Cai Yanshi said.

"Maybe I'm making a draft," Wu Li said, "If you use this method to meet the Holy Majesty, if the accusation fails, you may be punished."

It's not just Lu Hui and Shi Renyu.Xie Zhixu and Feng Zhichang have not been seen recently.What they were doing, did not discuss with Wu Li.

Wu Li held the Ditianji fan hanging on his waist, and he already had some calculations in his heart.