Relief

Waking up very early in the morning at the market, Wu Li was lazily leaning on the couch with the fermented rice balls in his hand, stirring the spoon with his orchid fingers.

"You don't have to worry too much, maybe it's the former Mr. Kong who is looking at you."

In fact, both of them knew very well that if the second child really came to Suzhou to find trouble for a certain big family, he would definitely not miss last night's night show.And the two of them actually had such an argument in public, now the enemy is in the dark, and the second is never caught.

Xie Zhixu sat on the opposite bed with black lines all over his face, his will was extremely depressed: "Stop talking..."

"Okay," Wu Li took a sip of the sweet lees, squinted his eyes comfortably, "I've done everything, what's the use of regretting it, let's take a step and look at it—huh? What are you doing on the other side?"

Xie Zhixu heard the words and looked out the window, which was facing Chun Zunxian across the street.

Early in the morning, the door of Chun Zunxian was closed tightly, and there were many diners around the door, all of whom were stopped outside by the guys.

There seemed to be a dispute, and the noisy shouts spread into Fuyunju.

Xie Zhixu and Wu Li also mixed into the crowd watching.

"There is a reason to drive customers out of the wine and food business? What new tricks is your boss going to play?!"

"Be quiet and don't be impatient, guest officer, all the wine and food will be sold at a low price today, please wait a moment."

"What happened?" Wu Li asked the audience around him.

"Hey, it's said that the lobby of the restaurant is still sweeping, and they are not allowed to enter if it is not cleaned up. What do you call this, they are all open for business..."

The gatekeeper saw Wu Li and Xie Zhixu in the crowd, as if seeing a rescue from heaven, he rushed towards him.

Wu Li has recently saved people from the psychological shadow, and quickly hid behind Xie Zhixu: "I have something to say!"

The clerk grabbed Xie Zhixu's sleeve and pulled it into the restaurant, shouting: "You two guests! Our master has been waiting for you for a long time, please come in quickly!"

The gatekeeper opened the gate of the restaurant a small gap, the inside was so dark that nothing could be seen, the waiter pushed the two of them into the gate.

Wu Li: "Hey!"

Xie Zhixu: "???"

"Why can the two of them enter? Are you still doing business..."

The door slammed shut again, and the lobby was in a mess.

The tables, chairs and benches were broken, the porcelain bowls and pottery plates were torn apart, the overturned wine and vegetables were stained all over the floor, and a dozen or so guys were sweeping with buckets and mops, sweating profusely.

Standing by the side of the stage was a familiar figure from the back of Hei Qiu. When Xie Zhixu saw that figure, the corners of his mouth twitched, his intuition was bad.

A middle-aged man in a sapphire blue brocade was talking to Hei Qiu from behind.

"...broken a total of sixteen sets of tables and chairs, two hundred sets of dishes, and slipped away seventeen tables of unpaid diners." The middle-aged man in Baolan Jinyi was calculating, "A total of ten taels of silver must be paid."

The abacus flashed brightly for the black fur to see.

Xie Zhixu, who had become a habit of account management, subconsciously raised the hairs on the back of his neck, and swallowed.Ten taels of silver is enough for his living expenses for a year...

Hei Qiu was also a little depressed: "So many?"

"Hi?!" Baolan Jinyi said middle-aged man, "Young Master Yue, that's not what you said. Could it be that I'm still making random quotations to trick you? If I hadn't mediated for you and Young Master Liang last night, you, Young Master Yue, would be a loser." Pingyang, you can't get away easily!"

The middle-aged man in Baolan Jinyi looked at Xie Zhixu and Wu Li, and both of them took half a step back.

"You two are here too, I am Chun Zunxian's boss..." The middle-aged man walked towards them.

Xie Zhixu immediately said: "Boss, Boss, the table in the private room on the second floor last night should be regarded as smashed by the soldiers of the Liang family's mansion, and the compensation is [-] cents, no, [-] cents is fair!"

Wu Li pinched Xie Zhixu behind his back, Xie Zhixu had no time to think about what his senior brother meant, his mind was completely filled with travel expenses, board and lodging expenses, investigations, relationship expenses and other expenses.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and said: "Is it still related to the two of you? The Liang family and this Yue Gongzi have already paid off, oh, if you want to share the loss, I will re--"

"No need, no need," Xie Zhixu broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly changed the subject, "The guy at the door said the boss is waiting for the two of us, do you have any orders?"

The middle-aged man smiled kindly and said: "I originally planned to go to Fuyunjuyan to invite the two of you. Fuyunju and Chunzun Xianju are properties under my name. They are operated together with food and lodging, hehehe. Now that you are here, you two In the stands, please—”

The middle-aged man pointed to the stage.

The stage was two feet high, and on the mahogany screen wall that pierced through the zenith, two rows of words were written bloody——

Liang Ting must not open his mouth,

Going on stage is Dummy Day.

The dark red ink has dried up, and there is a drip line winding under the sun characters.

Yue Guanshan was still wrapped in his dull fur coat, walked over, his pale face turned to the screen wall: "I didn't write it."

Wu Li reacted immediately, and followed closely: "We didn't write it either."

The middle-aged man looked at them: "There were only three people who had conflicts with Mr. Liang yesterday, and they all said they didn't write it by themselves. Then who wrote this word?"

Only then did Xie Zhixu remember that Liang Ting was Mr. Kong Xiren's real name.

"Was it written with cinnabar or..." Xie Zhixu asked.

"Cinnabar," said the middle-aged man, "the Wu Gengtian man came to the building, and the words have already been written on it. No matter what kind of feud you have with Mr. Liang, to do this is really..."

The mahogany screen wall is carved in one piece, which is very valuable. On the bright and shiny ox blood background, the scarlet cinnabar is shocking.The sharpness of the turning point is fully revealed, and a few strokes are full of murderous intent.

Not going on stage, not speaking, I want the No. [-] rap artist in Suzhou, who has a melodious and melodious opera style, to be a mute forever.

Yue Guanshan frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the middle-aged man's suspicion of him: "Dare to do it and dare to admit it, if you say it's not what I wrote, then it's not."

Middle-aged people do not speak.

Xie Zhixu carefully looked at the words on the screen wall, and he always felt familiar. He heard Wu Li say: "I have used so much cinnabar, and I will know which customer is suspected when I ask in the pharmacy in the city."

The middle-aged man nodded meaningfully: "That's right."

The door was opened again, and a clerk came running out of breath, and said to the middle-aged man, "I have already reported to the police."

The three of them were startled and all looked at the middle-aged man.

"I'm sorry, everyone. This person threatened Mr. Liang Ting with his words. He was very murderous. I don't dare to take risks. I have reported to the government for the record." Mr. Liang, you don't have to take the risk of coming to the restaurant until you catch the suspect."

A flash of inspiration struck Xie Zhixu's mind, and the large characters on the screen wall, which were ten feet high, overlapped with the framed characters that he remembered watching from time to time. The folds and twists in several places were indistinguishable, as if they were written by the same person.

Is it the second senior brother? !

Xie Zhixu was horrified, tried his best to restrain his facial expression, and turned his head to look at Wu Li.I saw that Wu Li was also looking away from the screen wall, with a heavy face, and nodded imperceptibly towards Xie Zhixu.

The Liang family village is next to the lakeside, and the hundred acres of fertile land along the lake belong to the Liang family's property. It takes a man to gallop across the fields to the gate of the Liang mansion on horseback.

Get off the horse at Yueguan Mountain, put the reins on the horse post in front of the gate.His mount was a tall horse from Liangzhou, and it ran fast on all fours, leaving the pony rented by Xie Zhixu and the restaurant staff by a block.

Xie Zhixu and the waiter from the restaurant came belatedly, and also tied up the horses.

Yue Guanshan waited for them to come over, and said to Xie Zhixu: "I came to the door and handed over the greeting card, why did brother Xie come with you?"

Xie Zhi humbly said that you turned the whole restaurant into a puddle of muddy water, shot down the hanging curtain to demonstrate at Liang Ting, also known as handing over invitations, and you are not as powerful as you in the final battle.But he just said with a smile on his face: "After all, I accidentally cut off a dozen or so knives from the Liang family last night, so I should come to the door and apologize."

The guy sent by the restaurant to warn Liang Ting stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The plaque of the Liang Mansion was indeed as the play said, it was a foot-long beautiful jade inlaid with Kunyu jade, and the Liang Mansion was painted with gold lacquer, making it magnificent.

Yue Guanshan only glanced at it, without realizing it, and grabbed Xie Zhixu, "Yes, brother Xie, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me, you clearly said that you don't know martial arts, how can you cut a steel knife with one sword?" ? How much internal force does this have to be?"

He said he wanted to touch Xie Zhixu's dantian.

Xie Zhixu moved to the side, and blocked his body with his saber.

"Brother Yue, I never lied. I was able to sever steel knives thanks to my family's ancestral sword blowing knives and cutting hair. If a craftsman wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his weapon. Of course, a good weapon can get twice the result with half the effort. Is this the truth?"

Yueguanshan was not a fool, he narrowed his eyes, and before he could say anything, the door of Liang's mansion opened.

A gate boy came out to greet the restaurant guy, the two seemed to be familiar with each other

"The boss sent a young man to bring a message to Mr. Liang."

The doorman moved out of the way.

Xie Zhixu wanted to follow in, and stopped the doorman: "What do you do?"

Xie Zhixu hurriedly pointed at the guy: "I'm with him."

The doorman then let him in.

Yueguan Mountain wanted to draw a ladle in the same way, but the doorman stared at him with wide eyes, pulled out a roll of drawing paper from behind his waist, unfolded it for comparison, took a step back and shouted inside the door: "Come on, come on!" Hey, the son's enemies are coming!"

The enemy came to the door——

Come to the door——

door -

The echo oscillates back and forth between the screen wall and the eaves.

Yueguan Mountain: "..."

Footsteps suddenly resounded in the courtyard behind the screen wall, and people rushed from all directions.

The scene in the restaurant last night seemed to be repeated, Xie Zhixu felt his heart skip a beat, he quickly grabbed the waiter by the shoulder, and slipped into the courtyard with his feet oiled before the government soldiers arrived.

On the road, I passed by real soldiers with real swords and guns.

Complicated Soviet-style gardens, cornices, verandahs, pavilions, rockeries, canals dug in the courtyard to divert water, forming rivers and gathering lakes, and green willows in spring and summer.

After a few thresholds, turn right in the main room of the third entrance courtyard, there is a stone arch with fragments of glass embedded in the stone wall, the light is folded, flashing colorful colors, charming the eyes.

Before entering the door, someone whispered in the courtyard: "On the mountains and rivers, on the rivers, and under the wells. It's fine if you run out of Tianquan water. How dare you use the well water to perfuse me. The well water is dirty and heavy. Entrance?"

The tone was not overbearing, but it was very pleasing to the ear because it had some opera-like grace.

But there was the sound of plopping and kneeling in the courtyard, and the voice of a maidservant said: "My lord, forgive me, this servant will go and exchange it for you."