Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 132

Head of Escort Shi hurriedly walked from the front hall to the backyard, clutching his sleeves tightly and walking quickly, the distance from the gate of Fuwei Escort Bureau to here already made his forehead sweat.

Lin Zhennan sat in the room with his head down reading a book, leaning his hands on the table from time to time, frowning and thinking, and hearing the hurried footsteps at the door, he finally couldn't help but say: "Shi Biaotou, what's the fuss?"

When his own chief escort yelled, Chief Shi's feet softened by three points, he hurriedly slowed down and knocked on the door, and waited until his cloth boots wiped the dirt outside the threshold before entering the door and opening his mouth.

"Chief Escort, are you...reading a book?"

Shi Biaotou was originally a luxury figure in the rivers and lakes, with money darts and panlong sticks in his hands to make him powerful, until he was appreciated and recruited by Lin Zhennan, and joined the Fuwei Escort Bureau, he changed his mind and started a serious business.

For this head of the bodyguard, they had discussed each other from point to point in the early years, but they didn't think his kung fu was so powerful, but he was neat and shrewd in handling things, and he was always able to control his subordinates submissively.

The past few years have been even more remarkable. He has obviously never resorted to martial arts, and looks like a Confucian businessman doing business, but his temperament is even more awe-inspiring.

Lin Zhennan lowered his head again: "It's free to read when you have nothing to do. Since you can read, you should read more books. Don't always drink and play games with other people. It is serious to save some money to marry a wife. Don't go out and embarrass me. .”

When Lin Zhennan said it, Escort Shi quickly pretended to be stupid and rubbed his head in a daze, "Thank you, Chief Escort, for your reminder. With the salary and remuneration offered by our Fuwei Escort Bureau, I am not a person who is short of money, but I'm not interested in starting a family and starting a business, and it won't matter if I delay for another two years."

Lin Zhennan glanced at him, turned the book upside down on the table, and took a sip of tea.

"You are approaching your age, and you still have the face to think you are young? When I am your age, Xiu'er will run around."

Regarding this matter, Lin Zhennan was also very puzzled, obviously his opponents were pretty good, but these bodyguards couldn't change the temper of the Jianghu people, and few of them were willing to start a family.

Shi Biaotou stood aside and didn't want to sit down, so he could only continue to play dumb.

Since the death of his wife, the chief bodyguard of his own family has not reunited. How can any of his bodyguards dare to take the lead?
"Chief Escort, the Fuwei Escort Agency has closed its doors to thank customers for three days. When will it be the first day? With such a pass in the general number, the escorts from all parts of the country will not be able to get through. If it continues for a long time, there will be trouble."

Three days, three whole days.

Ever since the imperial court's imperial envoys came to Fuzhou City, and the Fuwei Escort was somehow involved in the murder case, the entire Escort was strictly prohibited from going out. Nearly a hundred bodyguards were trapped in the mansion, and it was inevitable that they felt resentful and complaining.

More importantly, one of the people killed this time was a pawn of the Geng family, and the other was a master recruited by the Geng family. In terms of status, they were all members of the Geng family, just like the Fuwei Escort.

People with a little normal intelligence can also understand that there is absolutely no reason for the Fuwei Escort to do black hands - it's a pity that for some reason, the eldest son of the Geng family failed to stand up and support them, which led to today's situation.

Lin Zhennan took another sip of strong tea, put on his regular uniform and stood at the door of the room, looking at the rockery and flowing water in the courtyard, he said slowly.

"Bai Zongbing sent someone to report that Geng Shizi was imprisoned by the palace after he returned, claiming to be contemplating his mistakes behind closed doors. Biaotou Shi, there are some things that cannot be publicized, but I can tell you alone..."

Lin Zhennan turned to look at Escort Shi from the side, "Our Fuwei Escort is a member of Geng Shizi, it doesn't mean it's Geng's family, and it doesn't mean we can have the same heart with the imperial court."

Shi Biao opened his mouth to feel the taste in the words, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it, and finally went back to the original question.

"But...but we...we can't just go on like this forever, can we?"

Lin Zhennan didn't speak any more, and just gave Shi Biao a casual glance, which made this quack man sluggish.

Shi Biaotou killed people in the street in his early years and fled to the green forest. He shouldn't have been so afraid of Lin Zhennan, but he knew very well that he was more respectful than afraid—what are people in the world afraid of? The decapitation business can also be done.

He was reluctant to part with the life of the Fuwei Escort Agency, which was comfortable, steady and straightforward.

Since ancient times, Qian has been a hero, but now he is one of the top five escorts of the Fuwei Escort Bureau. He is treated politely wherever he goes, and the escorts under him are also in awe. where it goes!

"Chief Escort, I'm really worried about the Escort..."

Shi Biaotou murmured, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

Lin Zhennan breathed out again, and then looked at the old head of the bodyguard agency.

"I know that when the time comes, there will naturally be a turning point. The safest way is to evacuate from Fuzhou city in batches, abandon some of the foundations that have been worked hard for these years, and change the way of life outside."

What Lin Zhennan didn't say was that he was worried that once he withdrew from here, he would lose confidence.

Geng Jingzhong's actions are naturally not interesting, but he ordered the Fuwei Escorts to close their doors in the city, which is actually a form of protection, to show the outside world that the Fuwei Escorts belong to their Geng family.

At this time, as long as the door is closed, the small friction between the Geng family and the court will not be transmitted in the short term.

But once they choose to escape from Fuzhou City, it means that the Fuwei Escort Bureau is determined to act on its own, and what to do will have nothing to do with the Geng family, but it will easily attract the covetousness of those who are interested.

The world is complicated, and the court is not simple. Lin Zhennan thought about it at home for three days and three nights, but he couldn't find a good solution, so he could only rely on his extraordinary energy-raising skills to continue to sit in the house.

"I'm more worried about Jiang Wen. He was imprisoned for three days. Has the joint you sent someone to break through been used?"

Lin Zhennan asked in a low voice.

Captain Shi suddenly came to his senses, and quickly said: "Earlier, I sent someone to the Fuzhou government office to give gifts, but the team leader returned them intact, saying that the situation in the holding place where Daoist Jiang was imprisoned was dangerous. , they dare not take risks."

The waiting room is called differently in different places. There are class hall, card room, Zixin office, waiting room, waiting room, Xiachu, Zhiguo Pavilion, etc. It was originally the duty room of the third class of yamen, and later gradually became a private office. It is forbidden to detain undecided criminals and related evidence, entering it is equivalent to detention.

However, in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there was no time limit for being locked up in a detention center, so being locked up in a government office was worse than being in prison.

Because once the prisoner is sentenced to prison, the yamen will allocate rations according to the standard. Although they will inevitably be exploited, they still have food.There is no ration standard for those who live in the prison, and the meals sent from home are often detained by prison officials.Therefore, people say: "When you are full, you go to the prison (prison) and go to the prison (depository) when you are hungry."

"Give it again, this time give a copy to Mr. Bai. Zilu was implicated innocently because of me. If it wasn't for his mistake, one of us would be in jail this time."

Lin Zhennan pondered for a moment, then went back to the room and took out a pen and paper to write down a hand letter, folded it and handed it to Escort Shi, "Just prepare the gift according to this list, and go to the cashier to get the money by yourself."

Escort Shi said with some embarrassment: "But the Chief Escort, Mr. Huang, the money accountant, hasn't come back yet..."

Lin Zhennan shook his head: "Just look for Mr. Jiang, the rice and grain tent. Mr. Huang won't come back."

"Yes, I'll do it right now."

Shi Biaotou didn't think much about it, anyway, whatever the head of the head escort said, he had been operating in Fuzhou City for a long time these years, and he got involved with the Geng's family, so he wouldn't go back more and more, would he?

"How are the three disciples of Zilu these days? Have you asked about Master's whereabouts?"

His whole body was illuminated by the warm winter sun, and the haze and confusion in Lin Zhennan's heart seemed to be much lighter, and he was finally able to take a break from complicated speculations and speculations and chat about gossip.

When Biaotou Shi heard this topic, he couldn't help grinning.

"I haven't asked once. Jiang Daochang's big apprentice eats and sleeps every day. Since he bit the head of the young escort last time, no one has made fun of him anymore-I really don't know what that kid is. How long, so skinny..."

Lin Zhennan snorted dissatisfied.

"It's not that you bunch of idlers are pushing Xiu'er to compete with him for some kind of senior brother. I only asked Xiu'er to be a teacher, but didn't let him join the sect. How could there be so many rules!"

Biaotou Shi rubbed his face in embarrassment.

"Everyone also sees Jiang Daochang's kung fu, and just wants to try how much his apprentice has acquired. Now everyone knows that Jiang Daochang's apprentices are really... eclectic!"

Lin Zhennan frowned, and said bluntly: "It's okay for Xiu'er to be injured, but if something happens to Jiang Wen's apprentice, with his vindictive character, none of you will run away. Where are the other apprentices?"

"Oh, those two are much more honest. The little girl hides in the house every day, probably because she was embarrassed by our lady and doesn't want to come out."

"As an apprentice, I don't talk much. Sometimes I go to the school to watch my brothers practice martial arts, and most of the time I go to the backyard to chop firewood by myself. I guess Daoist Jiang doesn't teach him martial arts at ordinary times, and he only treats him as an outsider."

Lin Zhennan heaved a sigh of relief.

The matter of Jiang Wen's imprisonment was extremely difficult. He could have absconded on the same day with his martial arts, but there was no news for three days.

And because he was imprisoned in the interrogation center of the government office with no news, Lin Zhennan didn't know what happened, but only vaguely guessed what factors he was caught in.

"Tell old man Sa at Telford Restaurant to bring more food every day and take good care of these three children."

Biaotou Shi nodded in agreement, but suddenly remembered that he had heard from Biaotou Zheng this morning that he vaguely heard that old man Sa was going to sell his shop and move out, and he didn't know what happened.

Ximen Street has been plagued by lawsuits and disputes recently, maybe I should also go to Xichan Temple to burn incense sticks to keep safe?

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Lin Zhennan gently put down the Hu brush in his hand.

"Boss Shi, you haven't told me what you came in for just now?"

Hearing Lin Zhennan's question, Escort Shi finally came to his senses, took out a crumpled letter paper from his clenched cuff, and hurriedly handed it to the Chief Escort of Fuwei Escort Bureau.

"Almost delayed the business! Chief Escort, a few quacks who came to visit us at noon sent this hero post, saying that the fellow Jianghu will give us a plaque tomorrow, so please prepare three animals and five colors , ready to accept the plaque."

Lin Zhennan frowned, and hurriedly opened the crumpled letter paper, his heart was like a thunderbolt, and more and more conjectures emerged.

The letter paper seems to have been transcribed by someone specially. The handwriting is beautiful and neat, without the bold and harsh atmosphere of the world, but the tone is credible but not refined. In just a few sentences, the intention is vividly displayed.

[Ceremony of My Brother Zhennan:]

[For several years in the Fuwei Escort Bureau, Weiren was arrested four times, and Fu Guangliu was listed in the martial arts of the seven provinces. It is appropriate to have an award. 】

[Since mid-spring is approaching, Cuiwei has not been dyed, brother Cunyingying's thoughts and Xiweimo's insights, I specially invite fellow green forests to prepare a plaque of "Nanlvlin General Alliance Leader", and come to the door soon, and I will teach you in time. 】

[Brother Gui Nongjian pauses, it's the first day of the first lunar month. 】

Lin Zhennan clenched the letter paper tightly, grabbed his wrist sleeve, looked at the words on it in disbelief, and spoke for a long time.

"...What a trick to kill!"

(End of this chapter)