Fox Road Travel Notes

"Hum-"

Qi Yongkang sneered: "The reason why the Ninth Prince specifically notified Ye Futai this time is because he received a secret report that Yang Guohai, the nephew of Tu Guobao, had colluded with a group of thieves in Taihang and sold illegal salt from Shanxi."

"As for the Taihang bandit Bashan Hu, it is said that he is the fellow disciple of Song Lieshan, the hero of the two rivers!"

"Tell me, is this a coincidence or not?"

Min Jingzong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He hesitated: "You mean, Ye, Ye Futai wants to move Song Lieshan?"

Qi Yongkang stared at him with burning eyes and said slowly: "I don't know if Song Lieshan will be moved."

"I only know that the Ninth Prince ordered Mr. Ye to find out the details."

"I also know that the year before last, Tu Guobao handled the Wu Shengzhao counterattack and killed many people in Songjiang Mansion."

"Afterwards, he was promoted to governor of Jiangning..."

"Oh--"

Min Jingzong suddenly realized: "Dalang, you are saying that if Song Lieshan is related to the Tu Guobao case, and if you chop off a few more heads, Mr. Ye -"

Qi Yongkang's face was straight: "I didn't say anything!"

"Min Xiaozi, I heard that your tribute document has been sent to you?"

"Oh, yes, yes..."

Min Jingzong quickly stood up with a flattering smile and poured wine for Qi Dalang.

"Thanks to the Xian father and son for helping me, I'd like to give you a toast to Da Lang."

Qi Yongkang picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

He sighed and said, "Bringing a tribute is not a trivial matter. My father's small teachings are of little importance."

"If you get Master Ye's words, you will be sure of success."

"In the future, Brother Min will have the status of a supervisor, and he will be promoted by the governor to fill a fat vacancy."

Min Jingzong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Unlike Da Lang, I am a man of real talent and learning."

"My family is just a small businessman. I just want to have an identity and not be exploited and bullied."

"How can I be an official..."

"hehe--"

Qi Dalang smiled happily: "Good business!"

"I, Qi, like to deal with business people."

"Boss Cheng from Xiuwu County Ferry, do you still remember him?"

Min Jingzong was a little confused.

After thinking for a while: "Da Lang means, the one who was beheaded the year before last -"

"Yes, that's him."

"That year, Ye Futai was still the magistrate of Ye County, and I was entrusted by him to go to Zhili to handle matters."

"When we were crossing the river, he insisted on taking care of my carriage and asked for five pieces of silver."

"I said three dollars would be fine, and he shook his head."

"Can I say four dollars?"

"He actually said, if you don't sit down, get out..."

"Haha - this Boss Cheng is not good at doing business!"

Qi Dalang smiled sadly, and the candlelight flickered, illuminating his face which looked particularly ferocious.

Min Jingzong felt it was difficult to breathe, so he pretended to eat food and avoided his eyes.

"After I came back, there happened to be a murder case in the county."

"A vendor named Hu A Chou fell into the river for some reason and drowned."

"Master Ye originally wanted to close the case by slipping and falling into the water."

"I persuaded him to stop. This solved the murder case, but there are performance appraisals!"

He took a mouthful of vegetables and chewed them tastelessly.

"After I went back, I found an oil-paper umbrella and carved the three characters "Hu A Chou" on the handle."

"The next day I took a boat across the river and left this umbrella on the boat..."

Min Jingzong was horrified when he heard this: "You, it turns out..."

"Who is Boss Cheng?"

"A penny is worth more than life. How can I not take this umbrella home if I just picked it up for free?"

Qi Yongkang said leisurely.

"The next day, Mr. Ye ordered the government officials to go to his house, and sure enough, he found this umbrella. As a result..."

"As a result, he was asked whether he would be killed after seeking wealth or murder?"

Min Jingzong's breathing was rapid. He was really afraid of Qi Dalang.

The fear goes deep into the bones!

In his eyes, is Boss Cheng's life worth just that one penny?

Then, how much money is your life worth?

He recognized Boss Cheng.

Who wouldn’t take his boat when traveling from north to south in the past few years?

He is greedy for money and stingy, but that's because he has five children at home who are waiting to be fed!

Except for two small ones, all the others were picked up by him on this river over the years.

Min Jingzong still remembers that in the autumn of that year, Boss Cheng was beheaded.

The family's belongings were confiscated as thieves.

His mother-in-law lived on the boat with her five children, and she steered the three big oars.

Later, the official wanted to confiscate and sell her family's only boat.

The woman jumped into the river with the two little ones in her arms.

Min Jingzong closed his eyes and saw the three corpses hugging each other tightly.

They were like a pile of dried water plants on the river bank, pale and messy.

That woman is so thin, that child is so small...

How much are they worth? Chatting?

Worthless?

Qi Dalang's leisurely voice came to his ears: "Business people are good, I like to deal with business people!"

Qi Dalang took another bite of vegetables.

Min Jingzong stared blankly at his moving lips, feeling like a little field mouse being stared at by an owl.

The owl was tearing up another little vole in front of him, eating it with gusto...

Looking at the dishes on the table, he suddenly felt that it was difficult to swallow and felt vaguely nauseated.

It seems that if you don’t want to do this business, you have to do it!

He swallowed hard, suppressing the nausea rising in his throat.

When he spoke, his voice was a little weak and didn't sound like his own.

"Dalang, I, I listen to you, whatever you say you should do, just do it!"

Qi Yongkang smiled, very kindly.

He stood up and patted Min Jingzong on the shoulder: "Brother Min, relax."

"You are helping me, you are helping Mr. Ye, and you are helping yourself."

"I guarantee that when things are done, you will get more than you can imagine."

Min Jingzong also laughed, but his smile was extremely bitter.

"Da Lang, there must be a reason to harm Gao Xinzhi."

"How about I find a way to get close to him first, and let's take our time?"

Qi Yongkang walked to the window and looked at the red clouds in the sky, seeming a little drunk.

He said softly: "Yes, there must be a reason!"

"There must be a reason for him to be ruined and imprisoned again..."

Looking back at the silent Min Jingzong, he smiled: "Brother Jingzong, let me go to the toilet first."

"Haha, the most indispensable thing here is a reason!"

"You say that God is unpredictable and people's hearts are not pitiful. I wonder if the Emperor and Heaven are willing to follow people's wishes..."

Humming an opera in his mouth, Qi Yongkang walked towards the backyard.

"Since he kills people, even if he falls down, even if the Lord of Five Hells bumps into me, he will still be killed."

"Good words can't persuade a stupid cow to wake up a Trojan horse. Compare this thief to a frog at the bottom of a well..."

Qi Yongkang poured water happily. When he was adjusting his clothes, he lowered his head and the music in his mouth stopped immediately.

He narrowed his eyes and stared blankly at a piece of shit in the pit, thoughtfully.

After a long time, he suddenly nodded, squatted down, folded off a small stick on the toilet, dipped his hand in it, and got closer to observe carefully.

"Hehe, hehe..."

As he watched, he let out a few inexplicable dry laughs.

Back in the study, Min Jingzong was still sitting there motionless, a little lost.

Qi Yongkang sat down by himself, poured a glass of wine and drank it.

Suddenly he asked with a smile: "Brother Jingzong, are you feeling ill lately?"

Min Jingzong was stunned for a moment, and without waiting for a reply, Qi Yongkang went straight in.

"Brother Jingzong's syndrome of dry stools looks very serious!"

Min Jingzong blurted out: "How did you, Dalang, know?"

"Okay! Good! Wonderful! Haha..."

Qi Yongkang suddenly put his hands on his hands and laughed.