martial law

Playing Martial Order Author: Yuer Xiaoxiao

brief introduction:

In the second year of Xuantong, Jingwumen was established.

Facing the invasion of foreign powers, Qing gangs ran rampant.

Yang Lin covered the sky with one hand and controlled the mountains and rivers with his fists...

From a dandy to an emperor killer, the heavens perform martial arts, and ask the world, who is the hero?

Volume [-] Jing Wu

Chapter 001 Assassin

The pear blossoms are better than the snow, and the catkins are fragrant.

Yang Lin opened his eyes and tapped his hangover head. He could only hear the sound of hawking, and someone whispered in his ears, "Young Master, Young Master."

The carriage wobbled and stopped.

He was fully awake, and opened the curtain to look at it. The sun shone into the compartment, slightly dazzling.

In the middle of the street paved with bluestone slabs, men in long skirts and short coats hurried to and fro.

There are some small stalls on the side of the road, and someone shouted loudly: "Selling sugar cakes, brown sugar, peanuts, sesame seeds, selling sugar cakes..."

"Tofu nao, hot tofu nao."

"Seed cakes, deep-fried dough sticks..."

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the new Zhejiang official newspaper..."

The little mushroom is tender and elegant, with big eyes and small mouth, just in the cardamom age, she is obviously a maid, but she is dressed as a servant.

He was very agile in bunting, and when he heard the movement in the car, he immediately poked out his fluffy mushroom head, with a smile on his face, and asked, "Master, do you want to eat pea curd to wake you up?"

"No appetite, is Sudi here?"

Yang Lin sighed, these days he has not accepted the fact that he came to another world.

There is no TV, no mobile phone, and no internet here. He has no idea what he can do to pass the long days and nights.

The only thing I still think about is that the scenery outside has not been destroyed by industrialization. Speaking of it, it is much more beautiful than later generations.

People look at the scenery and nostalgia for the past, and he looks at the scenery and misses the future. Unfortunately, he can't go back after all.

Fortunately, the family is rich, and the father of this body, Yang Shoucheng, is a well-known drug dealer in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and there are several drug stores and medical clinics in Hangzhou. The business is quite large, and his flowers will not be missing .

It is also a fortune in misfortune.

If reborn to...

Yang Lin glanced at the few shy, sallow and thin men passing by the carriage, his gaze stayed on the bare feet covered with scars and pustules, and he couldn't help shivering.

Having said that, I think life would be worse than death without computers, internet, and games.

In other people's eyes, if I am dressed in silk and satin, with cotton shoes on my feet... On a warm day, with a small red clay stove, I am living in heaven.

Therefore, one cannot be dissatisfied.

To live a new life, and still live like such a playboy, is already how much incense my ancestors burned in the previous life.

Little Mushroom shook his head, lifted his toes and poked his head to look around, feeling a little dejected: "Master, I can't make it today, the embankment is full of muddy water due to continuous spring rain...

Or, let's take a look at it from a distance, and go to Xizhao Mountain in the evening to see Leifeng Pagoda? "

"Alright, turn to Dingsheng Building.

I didn't enjoy drinking yesterday, although Miss Xianglian's "Farewell" sang a little less charm and lacked some life experience.But she has a good voice and can sing everything well. "

Ecstasy through the ages, just different.

Yang Lin bid farewell not to a certain person, but to a world. When he thought of his relatives in another world, his heart hurt like a knife.

Even if he is well-clothed and well-fed, he will wander around all day long, and he can't adjust in a short time.

"Okay." Little Mushroom agreed loudly, leading the way with a smile on his face.

She likes to have something to eat.

He took out a few coins and bought a tabloid, handed it to Yang Lin, and drove the carriage to turn away.

She knew that her young master had changed his temper some time ago, and he went less to Ningxiangyuan.

I basically didn't stay overnight when I went there, I just drank, and I was drunk every day, so I had very little time to wake up.

The strangest thing is that the young master, who always had a headache when reading books and newspapers, and called him boring, now cares about current affairs.

I don't want to miss a new newspaper.

Obviously it was very difficult to read, and I guess I couldn't even recognize all the words, but I looked very serious, I was really studying word by word.

If he had had this kind of determination, he wouldn't have been beaten so many times by the master.

The little girl secretly glanced at her young master, the corners of her mouth curled up a little, and she was afraid that the young master who was reading in the carriage would find that she was giggling, so she raised her hand to cover her half-pushed face, and stroked her round mushroom head.

……

It was very difficult to read the traditional Chinese characters, but Yang Lin tried his best to overcome it, and he could even understand the guesswork.

This "Western Affairs Bureau Note Day Consul Detains Japanese Merchants for Punishment and Requests All Japanese Stores to Move to the Concession" is about international relations.

It is said that the Japanese were not satisfied with the concession area, and extended their tentacles to other areas, building large shops, and competing for profits with the Chinese.

No, it aroused the public outrage of some folk patriots...

Thus, the policy was introduced.

To drive them back to the concession.

"Shaoxing and Zhuji Counties' Smoking Ban Table in the Past Three Years" is the data compiled by Zhang Ziyang, the governor of Hangzhou.

At the end of the newspaper, Yang Lin saw a small reward offer.

[March 31th, the second year of Xuantong, at three quarters before the hour, 17 entourages of the gentry of various surnames went to Yegouling in the western suburbs of Hangzhou, where they were assassinated, their goods were destroyed, and [-] people died. The gentry of various surnames were shot three times in a row and died on the spot .

According to eyewitnesses, the assassin wields double guns, has quick legs, short stature, and fled suspected of being wounded... Those who knew the secret and reported to the guard house, so those who were arrested and brought back will be rewarded with [-] silver dollars at a time, and they will never break their promise. ]

"The reward is really great."

Yang Lin's eyebrows twitched. He felt intuitively that this reward was not easy.

Just for secretly reporting the assassin's whereabouts, without arrest, he can be rewarded with [-] yuan.

Is it heavy?

These days, he has figured out that silver dollars are actually very valuable.

What is the concept of eight hundred silver dollars?Here in Hangzhou City, you can buy two houses in a good site.

The monthly salary of ordinary migrant workers is only six to eight silver dollars, and eight hundred silver dollars is equivalent to these people working for [-] months.

"The gentleman with the surname Zhu who was killed by the assassin seems to be a big man, and the influence after being killed is not small."

However, based on the description in the newspaper alone, the hope of catching the assassin is very slim.

"Adept at wielding two spears, convenient legwork, and short stature", except for the fact that the short stature is useful, the other features don't even have facial features. The assassin should have hidden his face before making a move.

"March [-], wasn't that just yesterday?"

Yang Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"Little Mushroom, have you heard of the assassination incident in the western suburbs outside the city?"

"Why haven't I heard, I know too well. When we went out in the morning, the master and wife kept telling us not to cause trouble, saying that it was not peaceful outside."

"Tell me."

"That's the death of the kings of Hades. Well done, young master, you are drunk. You didn't hear the firecrackers going off all night in Hangzhou yesterday. It's like Chinese New Year."

Little Mushroom moved his head over excitedly, and said in a low voice: "I heard from Agui and the others that there are rumors in the city that the person who was stabbed was a big shot in the Qing Gang, and those who killed thousands of knives deserve death. This is retribution...

It is said that the man with two guns is the king of killers, killing all the way from the north to the south, specializing in punishing corrupt officials, assassinating rich and unkind profiteers and opium dealers.

Regardless of the high rewards offered by the tutelary mansion, and the fact that they advertised to get people, I can say that anyone with a bit of conscience would never earn such money. "

"King of Killers?"

Yang Lin wondered, is there a king of killers in this era?Are there still blazing angels?

Little Mushroom just said that people with a conscience would not earn this money, but immediately saw that the streets were full of people with no conscience.

In the distance, a few men walked past shouting and shouting, all of them had fierce faces and opened their lapels. They rushed into a medical clinic in a swarm, and there was a bang bang bang bang.

This is the start of smashing.

Immediately afterwards, a voice could be heard crying: "It has nothing to do with me, it really has nothing to do with me, I closed the door early, and I have never seen any assassins..."

Yang Lin frowned, put down the newspaper in his hand, his eyes were slightly gloomy.

He had sharp eyes, and when he looked from the main entrance of Huichun Hall, he saw the boy from the medicine hall lying on the ground rolling around, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and a vicious man kicked him hard.

'Is this a search for assassins?The newspaper said that the man was injured and fled, and it was reasonable to search the medical center in the city.But why are some hooligans asking questions, not the police who preside over this matter? "

"The master and wife have confessed that you can't cause trouble, you can't cause trouble..."

Little Mushroom hurriedly whispered a reminder to the side, chanting brokenly.

Yang Lin stared at it for a while, then turned his head.

Looking back, I saw people dodging on the street, and there were fewer farmers and vendors coming and going...

The bustling shouts also became inaudible.

Some shops are closing their doors in a hurry, and the small vendors selling fried dough sticks and pancakes are also starting to pack their things and are about to leave.

Yang Lin had never seen this kind of chaos, and he didn't know what it was like.

However, Little Mushroom was right to remind him that he is now a playboy with no punches or courage.

He is good at eating, drinking and having fun. If he really wants to do something in his early days, not only will he get himself involved, but he will not be able to save others.

After walking for a while, I saw more men in Tsing Yi, one group after another making noise, causing people to panic...

Of course, not everyone is running away.

Some guys who are well-dressed and have a good family background are not afraid, and there are still leisurely standing aside pointing and commenting.

Discussing whether the assassin will rest in the city after killing someone, or has already escaped from the city, Hongfei is in the dark.

"Little Mushroom, do you think the assassin is still in the city?"

"Don't worry, young master, they won't be able to catch anyone at all."

"Oh?"

"If I were the assassin, with injuries on my body and limited mobility, I would definitely not leave the city immediately, nor would I go into these places where people come and go. There are too many people, and the risk is too great."

"Then where are you going?"

Yang Lin glanced at the little mushroom with surprise and approval, but he didn't expect the little maid to think in another way.

"If it were me, of course I would have to find an accomplice, no, I should ask a friend for help. The less noticeable the place, the better the place."

Little Mushroom was slightly proud, and puffed out her small chest that didn't exist, "After all, that assassin didn't kill for personal revenge, but for righteousness. I believe many people will sympathize with him and even help him."

"As the old man often said, although this world is not so satisfactory, there are still some people who throw their heads and blood, and are willing to do something for the country and the people.

Those who hold salaries for the people should not freeze to death in the wind and snow, they always have companions. "

Chapter 002 Illusions

The street is chaotic, but fortunately, the man in Tsing Yi still has a targeted search, and it will not disturb the people very much.

If you hold back and ignore it, turn a blind eye, and listen but don't hear it, it seems that there is no difference from the past.

When he walked to the Dingsheng Building of the tea house, Yang Lin had an aunt's smile on his face.

He heard the sound of the erhu coming from inside, and a voice like the sounds of nature singing softly.