Chapter 29 Mourning in Los Angeles in Winter (1)
Zeng Baohua was startled, "Which Yao Mansion?"
"The Yao Mansion, the governor of Fengzhou, is to send us horses and money, and then we returned the Yao Mansion with the bronze seal."
"Ah, why was it suddenly circulated? What's the charge?"
"It was said that it was colluding with the Khitan, but the intention was illegitimate. It was the direct order issued by the Privy Council envoy An Gong. Guangjiejun took action and sealed the door and searched it. He copied out a total of 100 trucks of goods, and most of them were quietly sent to An Mansion."
"An Chonghui, Yao Mansion? I have been competing in the inner garden for four days, and such a big thing happened outside? Then what about the people in the Yao Mansion now?"
"The Guangjie Army was ordered to seal the door in the early morning, but the people from the Yao Mansion fled overnight. So except for the property of the Mansion and more than a dozen servants who knew nothing, the head of the Yao Mansion and the person in charge of the affairs were not caught."
Hearing Master Dao's words made Zeng Baohua breathe a sigh of relief. That's good. By returning the copper seal, he and the Yao Mansion had some incense. They were fine and they were at ease.
"Brother Hua, there is something strange about this." Wen Shidao frowned.
"Mr. Wen, what's wrong?"
"After all, the head of the Yao family is also the governor of Fengzhou. Although he is a vacant position, he is also an envoy. He was sealed by An Gong with a handwritten letter and mobilized the imperial guards to seal it up. Isn't this strange?"
"What? The Yao Mansion was sealed, without the edicts from the officials and the three provinces?" Zeng Baohua couldn't believe it. When did the governor of a state be so worthless and become a urge to bully?
"Absolutely, only An Gong's handwritten letter to Jun Ling." Wen Shidao said firmly.
"It's strange. I just came back from Henan Prefecture. It was calm and it seemed that nothing had happened. Gong An was so powerful that Henan Prefecture and the three provinces did not fart a single one?"
Wen Shidao sneered faintly, without saying a word.
What's wrong with this? Why did the Yao Mansion offend An Chonghui? I heard that the Yao Mansion had long been in Hedong to join Emperor Wu and the late emperor. He was also good at dancing and gathering people with money. He had a very good relationship with many important officials in the court. Especially the military relationship was the closest. The Yao Mansion had a scarce resource of good horses, which was available to all military leaders, so he naturally needed to win over them.
Zeng Baohua raised his head and saw Wen Shidao smiling, his heart lit up. What am I worrying about? Is this something I can take care of now? I just became a regular county magistrate and got the heart of a priest. I was so full!
"Mr. Wen," Zeng Baohua thought it through, put aside the affairs of the Yao Mansion and first did the most critical things at the moment. "What do you think should you do if the bastard in the eunuch dares to owe us money?"
"Oh, there is still this? Brother Hua said something about it in detail."
"Xiao Yi, you have been asking for the bill and tell me the whole story to Mr. Wen."
"Okay. Mr. Wen, in this martial arts competition, there was a guy from the eunuch who was on the banker. Brother Hua asked Yang Jingshui to quietly buy a 200-ton lottery prize, betting that he won the top three. As a result, he should pay four in one, and a total of 800-ton lottery. The middle-level officials of the two companies were on the banker first took a while, but in the end they gave it honestly. The only one who lost the most was the bullshit Han Nei, who refused to pay any compensation. I just said that, and I didn't give it to you within three days. My family went to the eunuch's office to sue him!"
"Han Nei's envoy? It's Han Shun who is indistinguishable from the enemy and plotting against Brother Hua? He is the adopted son of the Feilong envoy." Wen Shidao said with a smile.
"It's him! The thief who got into the thief is 600 yuan! Not to mention the adopted son of the Feilong envoy, even the son of the official family, he doesn't care about so much. He must pay a lot of money for one son!"
After Yan Xiaoyi finished speaking, Zeng Baohua frowned and said, "If it were other Chinese officials, this gambling account would be easy. Only Han Shun, the bastard, must not ask him to go away. But this pickled goods are hidden in the palace ban, so we can't find him, and we can't do anything to him for a while. Mr. Wen, give me an idea to get the money back. This money is our public money, and you also have one."
"We can't get in the palace ban, but some people can get in. Didn't Huaer know several imperial guards, Yu Hou and Dutou? Or just find your old friend and comrades of your master, prince, and give them the gambling debt collection to them, and give them a 40% profit, and are you afraid that you won't get it back?"
"Okay!" Zeng Baohua slapped his thigh and said, "The group of the Imperial Guards can't listen to the word "money". With these 40% of the profits, Han Shun, a castrator, dared not to repay the money. The soldiers even broke his bones and squeezed out oil."
"Yes, you can not only find the imperial guards, but also Pusanlang can also come in handy." Zeng Baohua was inspired by Wen Shidao, and his thoughts were suddenly opened. "Pusanlang didn't attack me this time. It was probably because of Ambassador Jiang's instructions that he dared not ruin his adoptive father's good deeds. But it was because of him that I was hated by Han Shun, who was confused. Pusanlang cannot stay out of the matter! He must get some of the gambling debts for me."
Yan Xiaoyi was also happy when he heard this, "I guess Pusanlang is very willing to block Han Shun's door and ask him for the account. If this matter is caused by their two adoptive fathers again, it would be wonderful. Pusanlang can give Han Shun's face severely in front of Ambassador Jiang. It's really wonderful!"
Zeng Baohua handed over this matter to Yan Xiaoyi, and also handed over the matter to Wen Shidao to help the agent. However, he stayed at his master Wang Youshan's house all day long and asked him about Wang Yanzhang's iron spear skills.
"This is indeed the iron spear of the wise man!" Wang Youshan gently stroked the cold gun body and sighed, "It can finally see the light of heaven again. Shisanlang, this is the will of heaven. The sky cannot bear to see the iron spear of the wise man being left unto the world."
After sighing, Wang Youshan officially taught Zeng Baohua the essence of iron spear.
"I have said before that the spear technique of the wise man originated from his family's sticks. The key is 'cutting and rushing and chiseling'. I practiced the technique of exerting force, which can gather all the strength at a point and quickly emit it, so it is very strong. Later, I also collected the halberd techniques of the two famous masters of the Former Qin and Later Han, which was different from other spear techniques, and added the word 'Liang'. The key is 'turning, striking, striking, and striking'. If you practice the first two well, you can stab directly, hit horizontally, striking and raising, and raising and raising, and the strength of the five soldiers. From bottom to top to hook, and backhand strike as pick. Do you understand the meaning of this?"
Zeng Baohua thought about it in his mind, and seemed to have grasped a trace, but finally shook his head.
"No hurry, you need to practice to understand it. Slashing is the most obvious and powerful move of the wise man. Slashing is to open and break, like breaking down on Huashan; if you can go, it is difficult to return, it is called hanging, hanging and hanging down, which is also called hanging. The chopping of an iron spear is not a chopping in a knife technique, nor a smash in a hammer technique. The mystery of it also requires you to experience it well..."
Zeng Baohua learned for a few days and remembered all the essential formulas of the Iron Spear. He also passed the twelve styles. The rest was that he needed to repeat the practices and understand the tricks and artistic conception in the formulas and Wang Youshan's explanations.
On this day, Wang Youshan simply taught his sword skills to Zeng Baohua.
"The eight methods of swordsmanship in my Wang family are divided into sweep, chop, pluck, cut, slash, slash, and burst. They are the basic techniques. Here, they are divided into four ways to hold a knife, draw a knife, hide a knife, and start with the knife; left defense, right defense, upper defense, and press the knife with four ways to defend; T-shaped slash, three consecutive slashes, whirlwind slash, return to the sword, horse stair attack collapse, back chop and lower insertion six killing moves, and knife-receiving style."
After saying that, Wang Youshan picked up a knife and said aloud: "I will use each trick now, you have to look carefully."
Chapter completed!