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Chapter 465: The old mansion in the pavilion

"Gei Master, there are several kinds of dead soldiers. The noble family in the capital are just walking over to kill people. They were caught by the yamen and gritted their teeth and delayed for a day. Naturally, the master sent people to silence or catch people. Such people simply promised a family's peace and wealth for half of their lives."

The study room of the cabinet assistant Zhang Juzheng was left and right, and only Zhang Juzheng and the commander Liu Shouyou of the Jinyiwei were there, but Liu Shouyou stood aside and talked happily.

"Although Wang Tong is only a thousand households, he has the title of an imperial guard. He has hundreds of iron armored guards around him, all of whom are tigers and wolves. He can kill people in front of these people and commit suicide afterwards. He can do this and must survive in the army and see people on the battlefield, and ordinary characters cannot be used at all.

Zhang Juzheng glanced at Liu Shouyou and asked in a deep voice:

"Who can have this in the capital..."

When asked, Liu Shouyou hesitated for a moment and said:

"The subordinates dare not speak nonsense. There are some families, but they all have nothing to do with Wang Tong. However, the subordinates dare not speak for the rest."

It is indeed inconvenient to say "I dare not say" instead of "I can't say it". Liu Shouyou, the commander of the Jinyiwei, said this in front of Zhang Juzheng like a servant guard.

Zhang Juzheng did not hide it, but just looked outside. It was dark at that time, and it was dark outside and nothing could be seen. Zhang Juzheng shook his head and said calmly:

"Why do those guys do this? It's too late to protect them on weekdays... I'll guard you. The Jinyiwei must investigate this case carefully. If you can use the dead soldiers to kill Wang Tong on the street, you will deal with anyone next time. Do this. What rules and regulations are there in the world? Wouldn't it be a big mess?"

Liu Shouyou bowed quickly, but before he could agree, he heard someone outside the window telling him:

"Master, Dong Qianhu asked for a meeting. "No, no, You Qi, you are going to fight. As a military general, you are actually scared by the thieves. Xin L is here to beg me for begging me." You Qi outside responded and stepped back. Zhang Juzheng shook the plug and said with a smile: "You Jinyiwei have been rich for a long time. Look, Wang Tong has the ability of a martial artist, and the rest are nothing." Liu Shou, who was next to him, smiled awkwardly, but did not dare to answer.

In the guest room of Zhangfu Outer Courtyard, Dong Chuangxi, wearing a light blue pair of pairs of armor, was waiting inappropriately. Seeing You Qi coming back, he quickly got up and asked:

"Brother Qi, what do you say about Master Pavilion?

You Qi shook his head, sighed and said:

"My master still doesn't want to care about it. Lord Dong, since my master doesn't want to care about this fact, there is no way. Why don't you look for it elsewhere? It's getting late, so please rest!!"

Hearing this, Dong Chuangxi was struck by lightning, standing there in a daze. You Qi sighed and shook his head again, turning around and about to go out. Dong Chuangxi hesitated and whispered behind:

"Brother Seven, we spent 5,000 taels of silver to come over. If something happens, the mansion will not care about it!"

After saying this, You Qi stopped, turned around and said with a sneer:

"If you don't get five thousand taels of silver and your annual contribution, will you think the errands of the Jinyiwei Qianhu in Shandong fall on you? You have been working for so many years. It's easy to get the money back. Let's take it for you now. Do you need to get the contributions from these years together?"

After You Qi said this, Dong Chuangxi's face changed. Seeing You Qi leaving his hands behind his back, he knelt on the ground with a plop, crying behind him and said:

"Brother Seven, no, Seventh Master, I was confused and said the shameless words just now. The Shandong Dusi didn't care about this. The yamen of each department were also watching my jokes. But if I drag it down, not only the village outside the city, but also my whole family would continue to explain it sooner or later..." After saying the words for money, You Qi was not polite at all. He shook his sleeves and Leng Ping said: "Mr. Dong is also a thousand households in the Jinyiwei, but he is just a few thieves. How can he be so scared? If it is spread, wouldn't it make people laugh? Get up quickly and get up quickly!"

Speaking!\} said this, but he didn't help him at all, and turned around and left. Dong Chuangxi was anxious. He quickly crawled his hand a few times, grabbed You JL's clothes and said, "Seventh Master will give you a solution, and Seventh Master will give you a solution. Here you will give you three hundred taels of gold first. If the matter is done, then make up for three hundred taels of gold. Please be sure to be good."

Six hundred taels of gold, almost six thousand taels of silver. You Qi had already stepped out of the threshold, but when he heard this, he stopped, turned around and brought the door again, walked to Dong Chuangxi, reached out to help the person up, and said with a smile:

"You and my brothers, why do you say so distant? If the medicines used in the mansion were not for Lord Dong's help to search, I wouldn't be able to find someone to be trusted. It's just that my master doesn't care about this matter."

Dong Chuangxi was filled with panic on his face, but he just kept saying:

"The Master of the Pavilion doesn't care, and the Master of the Pavilion doesn't care. What should I do?

You Qi thought about it there and said with a smile: "You are also useful for face... Master! This is Xiang Fuqing's master. He was sent from the capital to our place to sit in the formation at the beginning of the year. The old man has been working on this cloth for decades, and the wages he received in their business are the same as those of the shopkeeper.

Zhang Chunde introduced to Wang Tong on the side, saying that there were several long tables in a large yard, with blood-stained fabrics on them, and even a few small clothes made of silk.

A few years old people were sitting or standing. When they heard Zhang Chunde's introduction, an old man with white beards stood up in his seat and was about to kneel down to greet him. Wang Tong hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said, "I don't have to pay my respects to you. I have worked hard here these days, so I will definitely thank you very much afterwards. You don't have to pay more attention to you. Thank you for your hard work these days."

He was quite polite to these craftsmen Wang Tong. Xiangfuqing was the most powerful cloth shop in the capital, and it was supplied to the palace and the capital's family. After the Tianjin Wei opened the sea, the cotton cloth that Su Song often produced was changed to the sea route, and all major cloth shops set up semicolons in Tianjin Wei to receive goods.

These masters may have a high status in the store, and everyone respects them, but they are not a big deal in front of officials. Seeing Wang Tong's politeness, they were all very moved. "Master, this cloth should be a local cloth spun in Beizhili. It is very rough and the cuffs and collars are very polished. It is probably replaced by pawn shops."

The master said, Wang Tong nodded. This was similar to the Jinyiwei's own judgment. Several clothes were different in style, but they were temporarily smeared with soil to hide in the firewood. Such clothes were probably bought temporarily from the pawn shop. At this time, there was no ready-made clothes. Everyone bought fabrics and made by themselves or hired tailors. If you want to buy ready-made clothes, you can only buy old clothes for pawnshops. "Are all the clothes for several cloth clothes?" "Will it be like this when you say the master, it is all. Wang Tong nodded and turned to Sun Dahai behind him and said:

"When I take these clothes, I will always have pawnshops in Tianjin Wei. Those dynasties will definitely recognize them. Then I will ask what they are."

Sun Dahai nodded and agreed. He had a specialty in his profession, but on the other side was the silk master. Looking at the master Xiang Fuqing's words, he hesitated and said, "Master, these silk clothes make the villain a little confused. Apart from women, men don't wear plaids. This material?"

This man hesitated, but Wang Tong didn't make a sound. The little clothes were just underwear. All small clothes made of silk were worn by women from wealthy families. Men usually like to use cloth, but ordinary people rarely know it.

The clothes of the generals and the guards around them were mostly silk material. The reason was that they were shot by arrows, and the fabric was often penetrated, but the silk lining might not be broken. The arrows and silk were trapped in the body together, so it would be better when drawing arrows. Of course, in more cases, they were pierced, but doing so would have more chances. On the battlefield, it was also good to have a little more chance of survival.

However, silk is expensive and not a military general or personal guard. Ordinary soldiers cannot afford it, but this cannot explain anything, because many local tyrants also wear it. "Oh? Did this master see what material it is?"

The master hesitated and hesitated. Wang Tong asked directly. The master was in his forties. When he heard Wang Tong ask, he made a big $$ and said:

"The young man knows what he is going to investigate. The young man knows that this matter is too big, and the villain dares not talk nonsense. The villain has just asked the military man to go back to the shop to search. It takes two verifications before the adult can make a conclusion."

Wang Tong nodded. The silk clothes would definitely not be worn temporarily. It would be hard to see anything from the silk texture.

"If you need any help, just tell me, you don't have to worry about anything. I remember your favors, and someone will protect you in the future!"

The letters sent by various soldiers from the capital were similar to those of Zou Yi to Wang Tong, who arrived on the same day. The soldiers lived in Sifang Inn, and Sun Dahai, Hang Daqiao and others came to receive them. These people also knew what Wang Tong was and wanted to make a fortune. When they came here, they lost this idea and had to do it well. They had a good meal and had a good meal and drink, and opened their eyes to the prosperous Tianjin Wei.

…If you put in such a great effort to kill me, you either have a great revenge with me or have great benefits… It would never be the Tartars on the grassland who sent people to assassinate… Shopkeeper Gu, Shopkeeper Zhang, you go and check if our business is squeezed so that others can't survive… Could it be the King of Sanshui... After receiving the letter, Wang Tong thought about it and gave an order. After a few words, a guard outside came over and said, "Sir, Luhai Business Company sent a message to him, saying that their boss, Shen Wumingri, would visit him. Thank you for your subscription and monthly tickets

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