Chapter 323 Small Means
It was already lively outside the gate of Chenzhou. Xianggong raised half of the car curtain and looked at it calmly for a long time. Although he kept comforting himself, the fourth master was a generally safe person. Today, there will be no accident when he took over the official's car driving such a big car! But no matter how lenient he was, the uneasiness in his heart could not be suppressed anyway. Yao Xianggong put down the curtain impatiently, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, calmed down a little, and ordered to go to the ban.
It was still early, and the wide car turned into Nanmen Street along East Street with the flow of people in the morning. The restaurants and teahouses on both sides of Nanmen Street have been rejuvenated from the loneliness of one or two hours in the morning. The crisp and loud voices of the tea and wine doctors kept ringing upstairs and downstairs, and Yao Xianggong sat cross-legged in the car. In it, he shrugged his eyelids and listened to the traditional Chinese of the market from outside the curtain. The uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared. The fourth master did not need him to worry about doing things. The official's body must have been unable to hold on. This matter must be a big deal. Even if the official's body can barely hold on, he can't stand it. If he can make He became the first emperor, so it would be better! Yao Xianggong narrowed his eyes, and his fierce eyes and the smile on his face made him look a little strange.
Nanmen Street has been bustling and bustling. Yao Xianggong's car passed the Daxiangguo Temple with the crowd, and another street was the Royal Street. The Qingyun Tea House next to the street was full of guests drinking morning tea. In the laughter, there was the crisp sound of Dr. Tea and Wine reported the dishes and spread dishes. It was peaceful, and suddenly there was a sad sound. Call: "I killed you!" Qingyun Teahouse was silent in an instant. Before everyone could react, a bloody brocade man appeared from the street-facing window on the second floor, and his head fell down. Under the eyes of the tea guests sitting downstairs facing the street, he fell on the roof of Yao Xiang's bus, which was just passing by Qingyun Tea House.
The bloody man in brocade, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, hit the roof of Yao Xianggong's car and fell to Yao Xianggong in an extremely strange posture in a scream.
Yao Xianggong stared at the obviously dead man who fell into the car, reached out and grabbed the dead man's hair and turned around. This dead face made him breathe a cold breath. He recognized the dead man. This is Ding Jinjing!
The escort outside the car had quickly removed the car plate. Yao Xianggong was covered with blood on his big court suit. He helped the entourage's hand get out of the car and ignored the unusual noise around him, as if they did not exist. He only turned his head and looked around with a gloomy face.
The Qingyun teahouse has screamed and become a mess, but there are countless idle people watching the scene outside the teahouse like a sea tide. Yao Xianggong's attendants are all smart and capable people with long accidents. Without Yao Xianggong's instructions, people have already blocked the lively crowd, protected Yao Xianggong, and at the same time looked at the dead in the carriage. Another The passers-by rushed to the Qingyun Tea House and commanded the shopkeeper, Dr. Tea and Wine and others to arrest everyone in the teahouse to the lobby.
The officials of the Beijing government office came faster than Yao Xianggong expected. As soon as the government officials hurriedly saluted Yao Xianggong and rushed into the Qingyun Teahouse. Guo pushed him on horse and rushed there. He jumped off the horse and took the opportunity to bow to Yao Xianggong. He straightened up, stepped forward, looked at the dead people in the carriage, and arched to Yao Xianggong again. , with a bitter face, he laughed and said, "Mr. Yao was shocked. During the Spring Festival, there was such a big case of life on the street. Alas, subordinate... Alas, I have to bother Yao to send a steward to take this person," Guo Push official pointed to the carriage: "Take a record of this matter. Alas, I'm afraid that the magistrate won't do it long!"
Yao Xianggong's face was pale. At this moment, he had vaguely understood that Ding Jinjing fell into his car... No, it was definitely not an accident! Yao Xianggong looked down at the big court uniform full of blood on his body and only felt that his temples were jumping wildly. Such a shameless behavior! Who else is there besides Qin Wu, thepoer? OK OK! Good means! Yao Xianggong's chest was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe. He grabbed his chest with one hand and inhaled desperately. It seemed that something really happened to the fourth master! Who is it? What can make the fourth master miss the big event of welcoming the official family? Yao Xianggong finally breathed a lot. Guo Tuiguan, who sighed without reason, shook his fingers and pointed to the steward. The steward hurried forward and said, "Go back to the prime minister, I have sent someone to ride back to get the imperial service. This car is useless. I'm afraid it's too late to change the car from our house. Please publicize it and borrow a car from the store next to you first. Can I use the car?"
"Go and borrow it!" Yao Xianggong's forehead was full of blue veins. The stewer agreed and was about to turn around and order him to go down. Yao Xianggong's eyes narrowed into a line, looking at the turbulent crowd around him, and suddenly called back: "Come back! No need to borrow it, ride a horse!" The steward said 'er' and hurriedly took the horse from the guard and took it in front of Xianggong Yao himself. Yao Xianggong did not get on the horse. He turned his back and faced Guo Tuiguan, who was still talking sadly, and said viciously, "Master, when I was in the officialdom, you still wore crotch pants! Don't play this Tai Chi for me! Give you half a column of incense and drive these bastards away! Don't try to block my way with this trick! Half a column of incense! If the road is not cleared, I will kill you on the spot!"
Guo Pushong has never seen such a fierce side as Xianggong Yao, who has always smiled. Of course, he has never seen Yao Xianggong a few times. After a long time, he was stunned. He hurriedly jumped to call the government official and rushed to drive away the crowd. Yao Xianggong said that he would definitely kill him when he was half a pillar of incense when he was not out of the way, and he would definitely kill him. He!
With half-pillar incense, Guo Tuiguan really made a clear road. Of course, the road was not long. Yao Xianggong got on the horse and rushed to the imperial street. Guo Tuiguan and the government officials hoarsely drove the street all over the street, but the crowd behind them kept rushing up, and the crowded people in front of them kept stumble, crying and cursing, tearing their faces and fighting. He screamed and trampled to death, but half a miles away, but he walked for half an hour. Guo Tuiguan's throat was hoarse. Yao Xianggong finally turned into the imperial street, but suddenly found that at this hour, the royal street was already full of brocade clothes, and the military and civilians were prohibited from passing!
Ye Shusheng met the Holy Driver halfway from Wulipo, but he didn't see the fourth prince. The holy driver traveled very slowly. Ye Shusheng looked forward to the fourth prince, but felt that almost in the blink of an eye, the holy driver had entered the South Xun Gate. Ye Shusheng's excitement and hope gradually became desperate. What's wrong with the fourth master? What happened? Did something happen to the fourth master? Is the old man back? Could it be that the more Ye Shusheng thought about it, the more confused he became.
In the huge chariot, Jiang Guifei half kneeled and half sat, guarding the official family who was still sleeping. While keeping an attention to the official family, she listened to the movement outside. Her face was calm, but there was no peace in her heart for a moment. If it was really the worst, the fourth master insisted on breaking in to meet the official family. Can he stop it? Jiang Guifei involuntarily closed her hands, against her eyebrows, and muttered the scriptures for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.
Outside the chariot, the fifth prince rode on a horse, and his hat pulled down to block his forehead. From time to time, he glanced at Ye Shusheng not far behind him. The puzzle in his heart became stronger and stronger. Lao Si must not obey the instructions to forcibly welcome the outside of the city. Both he and the official Zheng thought of it. One, two, three and four sets of methods have also been prepared, but why did the leaves come and Lao Si disappeared? What is this going to do? In addition to the puzzledness of the fifth prince, his uneasiness kept spitting like bubbles in the swamp.
The uneasy bubble didn't spit far. The little maid led a little servant to the fifth prince. The fifth prince recognized him as the confidant he had left in the house. After he didn't think much about it, the little servant had urged the horse to come to him and respectfully reported, "Master, the princess sent the little one over to report to the master..." The little servant said Yong'an Temple in a few words. The incident and the murder of Qingyun Tea House: "... There were several small things in the house. The princess felt that the house was not very peaceful. It happened that the twelve daughters of the Ye family went to visit the princess and insisted on going to Yong'an Temple to pray for peace for the princess. This morning, the twelve daughters of the Ye family met the fourth master on the way to Yong'an Temple. The fourth master heard that the twelve daughters of the Ye family were going to pray for the princess. Ann, I also went..." The fifth prince listened to the two things of Yong'an Temple and Qingyun Teahouse, and his eyebrows were about to fly out of his face. No wonder Lao Si didn't come. It turned out... Bah! People listen to the scriptures and pray for blessings, it's none of his business! Shameless things! Pooh!
The fifth prince took two bites and breathed a relaxed breath. It turned out that it was really a good idea to kill Ding in the Qingyun Teahouse and throw it into Yao Jinyuan's car. Holding these two people, Ye Shusheng was detained here by himself. As long as his father can return to the ban safely, Zheng officials and Jiang Guifei can hold on until the eldest brother comes back!
The fifth prince sent the young man and asked someone to invite Zheng to talk about Yong'an Temple and Qingyun Teahouse. Zheng's eyes were relaxed and he gently said, "The princess of Jinning County is really thoughtful..."
"This is Mr. Guan's idea." The fifth prince interrupted the official Zheng's words. The official Zheng glanced at the fifth prince from the corners of his eyes and smiled and said, "What the fifth master said is that it is a good blessing and a good blessing for the fifth uncle to have a talent like Mr. Guan to help the fifth master take care of the house affairs." The fifth prince said 'um', raised his hand and pressed his forehead, frowned and said sadly, "This is really a blessing! After entering the Nanxun Gate, my heart can also be put here from my throat," the fifth prince pointed to the lower half inch of his throat: "There is Mr. Guan in the palace of Jinning County. There are you and the noble concubine at the end of the palace. This matter has finally been done safely. If it hadn't been for you, I would have been in a mess, alas!" The fifth prince sighed and touched his forehead again. Zheng Daguan looked at him helplessly. From the arrangement of entering the palace, it was clearly him. He asked the officials to meet him, secretly adjusted all the hour of the hourglasses of the palace, so that he could leave the palace earlier, and secretly ordered the imperial guard to seal the royal street an hour in advance... Which of these were not him. The idea? Alas, this fifth brother is really so careful that he can't be more careful!