Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 61: Do it or not
The bright moonlight sprinkled from the sky with a little scarlet, Pei Ziyun could still smell the blood on his body, and from time to time he spurred the horses to the county town at the fastest speed.
At a fork in the road, to the left is Taohuayuanguan. I took a look from a distance, and Ye Su'er appeared in her heart. She didn't want this Taohuayuanguan to do this, but now it's not a time of care, riding a horse towards the county seat.
In the county town of , Tang Zhen had just been thrown out of a flower house. An ox cart on the side of the road, a horseman and a book boy had already been waiting.
Seeing his son drunk and drove out again, the book boy also feels distressed. Since the young master participated in the literary meeting and made a ugly thing in public, the angry teacher lost his fame and became like this. The master doesn’t care, and the lady feels distressed. Still persuading from time to time.
The ox cart gurgled in the county town at night.
The ox cart stopped at the door and went up the steps, and the boy got out of the cart and knocked on the door. A voice came from inside: "Who?"
"The son is back, open the door soon." The book boy called.
"My son, which son?" The porter inside peeked his head.
"Of course it is Prince Tang Zhen, the young man has arrived at the door, open the door soon." The book boy shouted to open the door.
"Master said, it was the Tang Zhen who had done the ugly thing and got rid of his fame and humiliated the Tang family, and still had a face back? He crawled in from the cave." The concierge frowned and said, tapping. Yawned and went back to sleep, regardless of the clappers the boy banged outside.
"Brother Hu, please go through the back door, I'll call Grandma Hu to open the door." The book boy said to the coachman, the car reached the backyard door, and the book boy opened the curtains and shouted, "My son, my son?"
Zhang Jieyu is still sleeping in the car, his face is blue and white, he seems to be a lot more haggard, occasionally he still says nonsense in his dream: "Don't catch me, I was framed."
talking nonsense, the eyebrows are still frowning tightly.
"You can live by doing evil in heaven, but you can't live by doing evil by yourself." The boy is actually fifteen or six years old, and he has read a lot of books with him. At this time, there is sadness in his words, and a strong mood is permeating.
Seeing my son’s spirited spirit a few months ago, he changed to what he is now. He almost burst into tears. He lowered the car curtain and knocked on the door: "Grandma Hu, Grandma Hu, open the door."
After a long while, an old voice agreed: "Here is coming, who is calling the door in the middle of the night."
"Grandma Hu, it's me, the son is drunk, I called a bullock cart to bring the son back, and I hope that the old grandma will open the door."
"It turns out that the young master is back. I'm here to open the door. Wait a moment." After waiting for a while, an old woman in her fifties opened the door, and she could see clearly by the moonlight, an ox cart and a book boy. Waiting at the back door, this book boy is the little book boy beside Tang Zhen.
The old woman opened the door and asked: "Where's the young master? Hurry up and send the young master back to the room. At night, the master lost his temper because he didn't see the young master!"
This old woman is Grandma Hu.
"Yes, the master also notified the concierge and said that he was not allowed to come in, so I knocked on the back door." The little book boy actually had grievances in his heart. This is the master's anger. Are you serious about the concierge?
then raised his head and looked at the coachman: "Brother Hu, can you help me lift the young master, I am young and can't lift it alone."
The coachman also sighed deeply when looking at the book boy, jumped down, and helped Tang Zhen drunk and drunk into the courtyard, resting on the bed.
At night, Pei Ziyun crossed the city wall and entered the city. The county town was already quiet. The lights of ordinary people had been extinguished, and some people were still on and the lights were dim. In the streets and alleys, there were sometimes watchmen holding small lanterns and knocking on them. There is silence everywhere with gongs or clappers, and occasionally there are heads of catchers and buds patrolling the streets to guard against thieves.
Pei Ziyun sneaked all the way, all trails, with dog alarms, "barking" yelling, and didn't care. As long as he kept on, no one would go out to check-all thought it was a watchman.
is currently Tang Zhen’s family. Strictly speaking, Tang Zhen’s ancestral home is in the country, but he lives in the county. After the exam, the boy invited himself to his home for tea and know the location.
The hutong roads in the county town of are all bluestone roads, or some fist-sized river pebbles. Walking on them is a bit shaky. With the footsteps, there is an echo in the alley.
There is moonlight, so you don’t have to worry about not seeing the road at night. Just about to get out of the alley, I suddenly saw an ox cart jogging by the road. Pei Ziyun hid in the shadows and looked around. The surroundings were very quiet, only not far away. There is a lantern on the steps with a little light.
is a little strange, there are still bullock carts in the middle of the night?
Wait for the bullock cart to pass by, there was another patrol by the government officials, and when the footsteps were far, Pei Ziyun walked around to the backyard and overcame the wall and entered the house.
The yard is quiet, and the rockery is faintly visible under the moonlight, Pei Ziyun smiled silently, walking along the corridor, and suddenly saw a book boy coming out of a kitchen, carrying things in his hand, walking, and sighing : "The young master has reformed his reputation. These days are so decadent, how to do it, even the master will not be seen."
When Pei Ziyun heard it, it seemed that the book boy knew where Tang Zhen was, so he followed. Not long after he saw a room with a light on, the book boy entered.
Pei Ziyun followed, poked a glance from the window, looked in the past, and saw Ling Ding drunk alone in the candlelight, talking nonsense in it.
The book boy went in. It turned out to be a bowl of sober soup, shouting Tang Zhen to drink the soup. Tang Zhen was still talking nonsense. The book boy was about to feed. Tang Zhen hit the bowl with his backhand, just listening to the bowl "pop" With a sound, the sober soup knocked over the boy, splashing all over.
The bowl fell to the ground. The book boy sighed deeply, turned around to change clothes, and then turned around. He only felt a blow to the neck and fainted for a while.
Pei Ziyun gently helped the book boy, put it on one side, and turned away, but he was startled.
There was a voice in the room with a cough: "Brother Pei, come in with a sword tonight, to kill me? I really wanted to kill you, **** it, if it’s fatal, just take it, Brother Pei, Don’t tire others. Anyway, I won’t die in your hands, and I won’t live long."
Tang Zhen sits up, his eyes have been drinking too much these days, his hair has become blue and sunken, his hair is messy, he hasn't been freshened for a long time, and his white robe is a little dirty.
A gentleman, calm and relaxed, he has disappeared a long time ago. At this time, he sits upright, with his head up, ready to slaughter his neck.
Pei Ziyun looked at Tang Zhen's appearance, and asked: "I don't want you to be a sensible person. You are so decadent these days, you know that time is running out, right?"
When Tang Zhen didn’t speak, Pei Ziyun didn’t care. He poured a cup on the teapot on the table and didn’t drink it. He just smelled, "It’s just that you are wrong. I want to kill you. I killed it long ago."
"I am here tonight, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, I just want to ask you, do you still want to get fame?"
Hearing these words, Tang Zhen's eyes lit up, and then his eyes became gloomy. He got up from the bed, no longer drunk and muddy, sitting on one side, and poured himself a cup of tea.
This tea was cold, rough and bitter. I drank it, frowned, laughed madly, laughed for a while, and then said: "Thinking, why not, these days, I'm going crazy these days. ."
"But how can this thing be restored? Under the eyes of everyone, how can I change? After committing such mistakes, I can't look back." Tang Zhen's eyes were full of despair: "Zhang Yuyu I won’t let me go, maybe I can’t wait for a long time, I will fall into the water and die!"
Pei Ziyun pressed the table, leaned forward and approached Tang Zhen, and said, "Brother Tang, now you know how serious you have committed a crime. If I were in the middle of the day, it would be worse than you are now."
"After all, your Tang family is a gentry, at most you fell into the water and died, your Tang family is fine, you still have a younger brother, but if something happens to me, what will you say to my Pei family? What will my mother do?"
Tang Zhen was silent for a while, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were clear: "Brother Pei, did something big happen?"
"You guessed it right, tonight Zhang Jie led the monk of Yinlong Temple, Luo Bang He Duo people came to kill me, and I killed me." Pei Ziyun said coldly: Now the holy prison gate is in Dong'an Mansion. , There is no leader in the group. I have a method that may not necessarily restore your fame, but it is still possible to restore your qualifications for the imperial examination. Can you do it? "
Tang Zhen looked at Pei Ziyun. Pei Ziyun was covered in dust and blood, and a strong blood came from him. Tang Zhen hesitated for a while, stood up, and walked a few steps before he made up his mind and bite. Bite: "Done, Brother Pei, tell me how to do it."
Pei Ziyun approached Tang Zhen's ear and whispered. Tang Zhen nodded from time to time, his eyes gradually became bright.
County Town
Early morning~IndoMTL.com~The little bird babbles and jumps on the branches of the tree from time to time. The old man is sprinkling water on the street sweeping the road. Two soldiers at the gate of the county are standing lazily at the gate of the city. , Yawning, some pedestrians passed by.
Suddenly a soldier woke up and asked: "Did you hear that there is funeral?"
"Nonsense, if someone goes, they will pass through the city gate. They will tell us in advance that they are not too moldy, and are not afraid that we will make trouble?"
Another soldier said impatiently, but the next moment, he opened his mouth wide and looked at the road with a dull face.
A group of people appeared in the distance on the road, beating gongs and drums, blowing funerals, and holding a white spirit flag, getting closer and closer.
"Who is so moldy, not out of the city, but into the city." The soldier who had spoken before was furious, straightened his spear, and when he looked at it, his teeth trembled up and down.
I saw people number 80 or 90 carrying the coffin. In front of them were dozens of women in white towels and mourning clothes, crying and throwing paper money as they walked.
Da Xu was initially determined. Looking at this scene, there was a bold passer-by who went up: "Who are you guys, how dare you trespass into the county like this, are you not afraid that the county magistrate will convict you?"
A clever government officer just happened to be out, and they have seen them following the crowd. Cao San and a few archers also wore white scarves, dressed in mourning clothes and carried two baskets. Several people behind them carried a coffin and tied a few. A man in black was shocked. As soon as he went up to try to stop him, he saw Cao San scolded: "Fuck, you didn't see all the inspectors in the coffin, and Xie Yuan Gong leading the way?"
The yaman knew Cao San, but didn’t know Xie Yuan. At this time, he said that he looked up and found that one of the people in the middle led the team. He was wearing a uniform, and he trembled for a while, and something serious happened. Not daring to stop, and running towards the city, he must report the letter.