Chapter 108 Feilong Inn
Chapter 108 Feilong Inn
The death of the yellow wild boar in Huazhou City seemed to have nothing to do with the Ping'an Inn outside the city, but everyone knew what happened.
Surprisingly, his uncle, who was the Tongzhi in the government office, remained silent from beginning to end, which caused quite a stir in Huazhou City.
The Shilipo Ping'an Inn gradually became famous in both the local black and white circles.
Everyone gradually knew.
Shilipo Inn has more than one kind of wine called "Zui Qingfeng".
The shopkeeper is also an expert in martial arts, especially in using hidden weapons, and can defeat a powerful enemy with just a pair of chopsticks.
Some people in the market speculated that the innkeeper was actually a wizard from the Wu and Yue regions, or a shaman from the northern grasslands, who was able to tell fortunes and use a witchcraft similar to the "Seven Arrows Book" to kill Zhu Laosan.
The martial arts masters in Huazhou knew that the innkeeper was using a sophisticated acupuncture technique, similar to the "Hengyang Harming Hand" and other martial arts. Zhu Laosan was hit in the fatal point when he was in Ping'an Inn and suffered serious internal injuries. He died when he reached the city gate.
In short, Huazhou has a new Shilipo Ping'an Inn, which is a force between the underworld and the market.
Recently, several prestigious local gangs sent people to the Shilipo Inn to visit the shopkeeper named "Zhang Liyu", but they were told by the waiter that the master had gone out to travel around the mountains and rivers of Guanzhong and it was unknown when he would be back.
Those people in the underworld could only leave with a bottle of "Zui Qing Feng" given by Ping An Inn.
Anyway, ever since the innkeeper left, Ping'an Inn opens at noon every day and closes its doors early before the sun sets, as if it is a matter of choice for this business, which makes many regular customers shake their heads secretly.
The owner of the 'Zuiqingfeng' gold mine would rather pull up a chair and sleep under the gold mountain, leaving these small businessmen who travel thousands of miles just for money to sigh in vain.
"Xiaoer, water the horses. Use the best grass."
In the evening, there was a large three-story inn on the roadside thirty miles away from the city of Xi'an. Two waiters in black were standing at the door with warm smiles on their faces. Before the white-robed swordsman finished his instructions, he stepped forward and took the reins.
Another person welcomed the guests in.
"Is there any ice?"
It is the hottest time of the year.
If he had not heard that Yunshuitang, the only remaining incense master in Guanzhong, had appeared in Xi'an Prefecture and was being hunted by both the black and white worlds, he would not have been willing to brave the scorching summer sun and travel more than 200 miles to come here.
It was evening now. He walked into the inn and still felt very stuffy. He regretted not bringing the 'Hanyuan Dagger' with him, and Hua Jian used it as a condenser to make 'Zui Qingfeng'.
'Zui Qing Feng' is a distilled liquor. Ping An Inn doesn't actually produce liquor, but just buys ordinary grain liquor from outside, uses the distillation equipment to process it again, and can sell it at ten times the price.
It is said that there was distillation technology in the former Yuan Dynasty palace, but it was lost in the war.
He took great pains to create 'Zui Qing Feng', not because he wanted to drink too much nor for profit, but because he had another plan. It was just that whether it would succeed or not was still uncertain.
There is no such thing as a foolproof plan when trying to get a big return with a small investment or trying to fish in troubled waters.
"Sir, you are joking. In this kind of weather, apart from the Prince of Qin's mansion, even the governor's ice cellar has melted. How can we have such precious things in our small shop outside the city?"
This Feilong Inn is neither too far nor too close to Xi'an city and does quite good business. Most of the sixteen tables in the lobby are full.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Go to a room and prepare some cold water quickly. I want to take a bath. Send some wine and food to the room... Forget it, no need for wine, a pot of cold tea." The man in white robe took a look at the wine gourd on his waist and did not hold much hope for the wine in this inn.
"Okay, sir."
The waiter was delighted, thinking that this was a wealthy man and he should be able to get a good commission from it.
At midnight, the weather was slightly cooler.
There was a candlestick lit in the room, with a faint flame.
Most of the guests have fallen asleep, and the entire Feilong Inn is immersed in the quiet night.
This is undoubtedly the coolest time of the day. Frogs croak in the darkness.
Zhang Yu was still soaking in the tub, his eyes slightly closed, steam rising between his breaths, with clouds and mist surrounding his nose. He was not greedy for the coolness, but was practicing and forgot about time. It was because of this diligence day and night that he was able to quickly break through the third level of Feiyun Divine Art, and completely digest the medicinal power of the "Poison Dragon Pill", entering the late stage of the Armor Breaking Realm, and was only one step away from perfection.
Um? "
Zhang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to press the Ziwei Sword next to the bathtub.
He looked out the window and just heard the sound of breaking wind. It must be someone using light Kung Fu to go up to the third floor of the inn.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement, so it shouldn't be directed at me.
"You didn't go through the front door, but climbed through the window? That's a problem."
Zhang Yu stood up from the bathtub, and his whole body shook off all the water on his body. He put on his robe, put on the green jade ring, gently opened the window, and climbed onto the roof like a ghost. Soon he heard voices coming.
"Room A-5, right next to it, no wonder."
The green jade ring, combined with the Feiyun magic skill, has enabled his light-body skills to reach a level far beyond his level of cultivation.
He squatted on the roof, gently moved the tiles away, and took in the situation below.
"Jinyiwei?"
There are five people in the room.
Sitting on the chair was a white-haired old man wearing a red dragon robe. Although they were all dressed in the uniform of the Jinyiwei, his status was obviously higher than that of the four centurions standing below.
Zhang Yu heard from Qi Queqiao that only officials in the Jinyiwei who were in charge of a thousand households or above would be allowed to wear dragon robes, because they represented the supreme imperial power. This honor was not only for themselves, but also used to demonstrate the majesty of the imperial power in the local area.
"Reporting to Guard Wei, two brothers have found traces of the target near Qingniu Mountain, fifty miles to the east."
"Can you be sure?"
"It is roughly consistent with the picture of the sea capture. Should we report it to the governor?"
Wei Qianxing glanced at him coldly and said, "The governor is in the city far away. You go and report. If you delay and lose your target, you will be held responsible!"
The captain knew that he had said the wrong thing and stood aside in silence.
"The garrison commander, who is this person? A pacification envoy has arrived. In the entire Guanzhong area, except for our garrison commander, all other eight garrisons have been mobilized. With such a large-scale battle, could it be that the Oirat Grand Master has entered the country?"
"The higher-ups didn't say anything, but this was arranged by the commander. Whoever can catch that man will have done a great deed. Why should we let others take a bite of the sesame cake we have already got? If you don't make great achievements, you will just be centurions for life."
Upon hearing this, the four centurions knelt down immediately and said in unison: "Please give your orders, sir."
Wei Tianxing has been in Guanzhong for ten years and has enough experience and merit. He is just one step away from being transferred back to the capital and truly rising from a local lord to a senior Jinyiwei official who participates in the competition for the highest power.
He named four of them and said, "Follow me, go to Qingniu Mountain immediately and kill that man."
"Zhao Lao Hu, go back to Qian Hu Mansion and gather all the brothers to come to support us."
"By the way, when daybreak comes, you can report this news to the governor."
"Yes, my lord."
Wei Tianxing was a thousand-householder garrisoning the Guanzhong area, and his rank was equal to that of the Jinyiwei pacification envoy. Even though the other party was half a level higher in the central government, he did not take offense at the outsider who had no roots in Xi'an.
Informing the news at dawn is already giving enough face.
(End of this chapter)