Chapter 1: Yuming Jiugao, Sound in the Wild 2

Seeing that the master began to crush the tea leisurely, Han Ruqi did not leave or stay. He turned around and simply slipped to the front of Duobaoge to see what treasures there was.

The lifelike emerald cabbage - unfortunately, there are scratches, and the wood carving lady with a ring pattern - although it is a little shabby, a short knife full of gems - should the gem be fake? Han Ruxu looked at it and thought suspiciously.

"Lord Han," he just picked up a brush wash painted with blue and white, and the master of Yuezhai, who drank tea leisurely over there, suddenly said, "What you have in your hand is the favorite thing of Emperor Wenze, the king of the founding of Beiwan, don't break it."

Han Ruxu was not happy. He put the pen wash back. When he pulled his hand, he only felt that something was hanging on his cuffs, and then there was a crisp sound. The jade Guanyin that was originally placed under the pen wash had become a fragment.

When Wei Tanyi heard the sound, he didn't even leave the chair. He held the teacup and asked leisurely, "I don't know how much is Mr. Han's monthly salary?" Without listening to his answer, he said to himself, "The clean bottle of Yuguanyin is something from the time of Yue. At least it's worth a thousand taels of silver. Seeing that Lord Han is a new customer, I can give you a cheaper price, just a thousand yuan."

I thought he would really count a few taels less, but what he heard was still a thousand, and the corners of Han Ruxu's mouth twitched.

"But Lord Han's two sleeves of Qingfeng must not be able to take out so much money for a while," Wei Tanyi raised the corners of his mouth, put down the teacup and got up. "I can still make another step. You set up a word. When will you have money and when will you get the broken jade back? What do you think?"

***

I don't know how many times there was the sound of pounding the table in the room. The maid passing by in the front yard shook her head and walked away with a smile.

Looking at the IOU of 1,000 taels of silver on the table, Han Ruxu couldn't wait to make a hole in the table. Obviously, he wanted to investigate whether the antique businessman who suddenly became a celebrity in the capital had any secret and whether he had something to do with Prime Minister Zuo. Unexpectedly, he not only looked more like a prince, but also made him owe a thousand taels of silver. It's really impossible to steal rice.

No, how can it be so easy? I can only pay eleven taels of silver a month, and I can only pay it back if I don't eat or drink for seven years. Han Ruqi clenched his fist and secretly made up his mind to find out the conspiracy of this guy with a knife in his smile and give him some color.

***

The moon has sunk in the west.

Wei Tanyi, who was sleeping in the backyard, was suddenly awakened by an incoherent knock on the door. He put on a coat and came to the door with a candlestick, but he didn't open the door. He only asked, "Miss is visiting late at night. I don't know why?"

The moonlight outside the door is faint, and there is a candlelight in the room. The real image of the visitor in the middle of the night can hardly be seen clearly, but Wei Tanyi definitely called her Miss.

"The little woman took the liberty to disturb her late at night. It's really that Mr. Wei can't do this. I hope you can understand." There was indeed a woman's voice outside the door, thin and soft, almost melting into the silence of the night.

Wei Tanyi meditated for a moment, bent the corners of his mouth imperceptiblely, and said, "Then please come in and talk." With that, he opened the door.

When the door opened, a gust of wind poured into the house and blew out the candlelight. In the blink of an eye, the originally unreal shadow at the door had disappeared, and the two doors slammed to close. After that, there was no other movement except the crisp sound of the candlestick falling to the ground.

***

"Ah, have you heard that Lord Hang Shangshu Hang suddenly fell ill!" Is that so? How would you know?" My brother is a handyman in his house, and the news is absolutely reliable!" Don't be happy and sad." Shh, what are you talking about? I don't want my head!" You really should have a lock on your mouth!" However, when it comes to it, it is said that people are in high spirits when they have such a precious thing as Huaimo. Why are they sick?

In a small wine shop, several restaurants crowded around a table to drink and gossip. Although their voices were very low, they could still hear the gloating mood of the sick Hang Shangshu.

A few tables away, a young man sat with his back to the splashing skin. Although there was a pot of wine in front of him, the lines did not move, but there was little left in a plate of fennel beans.

"No, the official is coming!" I don't know who complained in a low voice, and the splashes suddenly dispersed.

The young man who ate fennel beans didn't mind the knife on his table. He lowered his eyelids and put down his chopsticks.

" Mr. Wei is really idle and will come to such a small place to drink." Han Ruqi, who was still dressed in a blue official robe, sat opposite him with a stiff face. He especially emphasized the word "small", with a hint of irony, as if to say, "It's a surprise that you will also like the recreation place of ordinary people with ten taels of gold as tea money."

Wei Tanyi didn't seem to hear it at all. He asked, "Lord Han, why don't you dislike that someone has sat on that stool?"

Han Ruqi stared and tried her best to resist the awkward feeling brought by "the stool that others have sat on". Wei Tanyi then asked, "Is Lord Han ready to pay off the debt?"

Posing the soft ribs, Han Ruqi frowned and spoke a little weaker: "For a while..."

"How about Lord Han drinking this pot of wine and subtracting a hundred taels from the IOU?"

On the one hand, there is a high debt, and on the other hand, there is the inferior wine of civilians - the wine is still the wine bottle that passes through countless people at a glance. Han Ruxu struggled for a long time, grabbed the wine bottle, closed his eyes, and poured it all in.

The bad wine mixed with water doesn't taste good. Coupled with the uncleanness of the container, Han Ruxu had blue veins on his head, so he didn't rush out and spit it out. Looking at it squintly, the guy opposite bent the corners of his mouth and smiled meaningfully.

Damn, this is basically a joke after teasing people. From the beginning, I didn't feel at ease at all. I want to see myself making a fool of myself. Han Ruqi's teeth are itchy with hatred.

"I underestimate Lord Han," Wei Tanyi regained his tevalescent smile. "I'm going back to rewrite the IOU. Please sign it, Lord Han."

***

Confirmed that the new IOU said 900 taels, and Han Ruxu was a little relieved. Although I still feel panicked, it's always a good deal.

Wei Tanyi put away the pen and ink, and began to crush the tea as if no one was around.

Seeing that he was so leisurely, Han Ruxu suddenly remembered the real purpose of entering the restaurant just now and slapped the Nanmu case: "Does Lord Hang's sudden illness have anything to do with you?"

Wei Tanyi frowned slightly, put the shaken tea back into the groove, and still answered the question: "This Zhencai Nanmu case is from the previous dynasty. Please show mercy, Lord Han."

"Less talk!" Although he shouted so much, Han Ruxu still took his hand back. He didn't want to add a new bill. "You answer honestly, did you do what happened to Lord Hang's illness?"

The tea slowed down, and Wei Tanyi glanced at him faintly: "Does Lord Han still want to blame me for his violent temper?"

Han Ruxu was stunned, and Wei Tanyi had already got up and reached the door.

"What hasn't seen the sun for too long seems to be intact, but it can't stand even a little wind and rain," the white-clothed Lord leaned against the door frame carelessly. "The emperors of all dynasties want to bring the rare treasures into the grave, but in the end, they still have to turn to others in their resentment; in the same way, people want to bring them into the grave. The secret of the tomb will eventually be known to the world.

"Do you mean that Lord Hang has a heart disease?" Han Ruqi snorted coldly.

Wei Tanyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Except for that banquet, I have never seen Lord Hang again. How can I know what's wrong with him?"

"So, it has nothing to do with you?"

"Does Lord Han want to have anything to do with me or not?"

Although Han Ruxu was skeptical, he did not have any evidence. It can also be said that he just relied on his own feelings to conclude that Wei Tanyi had nothing to do with this matter. As for why there is such an intuition, it is related to Wei Tanyi's style of behavior, and also related to Han Ruxu's partial mood after losing money.

"It seems that in the eyes of Lord Han, Wei is a cunning villain." Seeing that he didn't answer, Wei Tanyi turned back to the front of the case, took a purple sand tea bowl, poured some water into it, and took a shallow sip: "Lord Hang is the Yiwang Party, and the prince is the enemy. Naturally, Lord Han's condition will not be out of the friendship of his colleagues. Am I right?"

"What do you want to say?" Han Ruqi looked at him warily.

Wei Tanyi raised the tea bowl and raised his eyebrows: "I and His Royal Highness are also good friends. I shouldn't be too embarrassed by his slaves. Lord Han, take a good look. I have used this tea bowl, as well as His Royal Highness, and the water in it is left by me.

Han Ruqi shouted in his heart that Wei Tanyi handed over the tea bowl: "If Lord Han can drink it, Wei will say nothing."

***

The Cang Pavilion in the East Palace.

The young man in ochre just put down the scroll in his hand and rubbed his eyebrows hard.

"Your Highness, Mr. Han Ru wants to see you."

"Oh? Invite him in."

Han Ruxu, who stepped into the Cang Pavilion, still looked ugly, but he still saluted respectfully: "I'm humble to see His Royal Highness."

The prince also got up to welcome him: "Lord Han is exempt from etiquette. Lord Han suddenly came to see Xiao Wang. I don't know what's the matter?"

Han Ruqi silently took out a letter and handed it over.

Knowing that it was inconvenient to talk about, the prince took it over and unpacked it and read it carefully. For a long time, he raised the letter in his hand: "Does Lord Han believe such an absurd explanation?"

Han Ruqi hurriedly bowed his head: "I don't believe it, but it's not harmful to act accordingly. Why doesn't Your Highness give it a try?"

The prince didn't say anything, looked at what the letter said repeatedly and asked, "Where did you get such news?"

"From a population that your Highness also knows."

After a little thought, the prince's heart was probably at the bottom of those who knew him and it was inconvenient to enter the palace to give direct advice, so he asked again, "But Lord Hang may not follow our plan."

"This... Since this person has promised, there must be no problem." Han Ruqi answered with a neck.

"Oh?" The prince suddenly thought of something and asked with a smile, "I don't know what the price of this plan is?"

Han Ruqi recalled the painful experience of drinking water just now and couldn't help shivering. He answered calmly as much as possible, "It's just a glass of water."

The prince and Wei Tanyi have known each other for several years, and also knew that this person was acting strangely. It was not impossible to exchange information at the cost of a glass of water, so he stopped asking and burned the letter and sent Han Ruxu away.

***

Han Ruxu, a native of Jiangling, practiced in the self-knowledge hall of martial arts in Jiangling when he was a child. Five years ago, he went to Beijing with Emperor Xuanping because of his help. He was appointed as a guard with a knife in front of the emperor.

"It turned out to be a self-knowing person. No wonder." After reading a few lines of words on the paper, Wei Tanyi said to himself and picked up the tea bowl to taste.

A shadow appeared vaguely at the side door. It is difficult to distinguish the appearance, and it can be felt that it should be a woman. The woman leaned against the door and asked, "How much does the prince know about the self-knowledge hall?"

"There are not many. Zizhitang has been quite prosperous during the Su Dynasty. You should know it better than me.

The woman hummed gently and said in a soft voice: "Ruan Lang once mentioned to me that the self-knowledge hall was originally just a ring set up by three or four young people who could play some fists and feet. Later, he gradually saved some money, and there were tricks, so he began to accept apprentices and officially became a sect. Listening to the prince's tone, he must know that he is better than before.

Wei Tanyi nod: "Sure enough, it's not an ordinary person..."

"Is the prince interested in that?" The woman's vocal cords were surprised.

"Of course I have my own purpose."