Chapter 93: One enemy has many
The head of the Juanhou Mansion was surnamed Zeng and the Wei was surnamed Zheng. He was a pair of brothers and brothers who often drank together. Although the dishes were not rich, fortunately they could complain to each other.
"Brothers are so hard. I worked diligently for half my life. I finally became a seventh-rank official, but I was sent here. I didn't mess with anyone. I was worried every day, and I was really afraid that one day I would lose my head with that person for no reason. Oh, if I had a backer in the court, or could take out a few hundred taels of silver to make some money, I wouldn't be so unlucky."
"Sir, please be content. After all, you still have a chance to be promoted. I, a small servant, are one level lower than you. My salary is so small that it is difficult to support my family. I have to work hard to get a few compliments. Want to be promoted? Don't even think about it!"
The two clinked glasses and drank them all in one go. Even though they were angry, they felt much more comfortable.
Someone knocked on the door outside, and then an old slave came in, but he didn't know how to greet him. He walked over silently, put down the food box in his hand, took out the wine and food inside, and placed it on the table.
The Chief Zeng Fu and the Chief Zheng Fu were inexplicably thought it was the other party's credit, so they looked at each other and knew that something had happened.
"Old Liu, who asked you to send you the wine and food? You're not wrong?" Zheng Fuwei asked.
"Kitchen." Old Liu said vaguely, put away the empty food box and carried it away.
"Is it the one who sent it?" The court guard guessed that the kitchen only listened to the orders of the two owners, and the one who delivered the dishes was not the wife. In private, they called Juenhou "that".
Looking at the table full of fish, Zeng Fucheng swallowed his saliva, but did not dare to move his chopsticks, "What does that mean? I have never... I will not cause trouble again, so I will keep our mouths in advance?"
Zheng Fuwei was even more courageous. He pulled off a whole chicken leg and took a bite hard, "Don't worry, even if that person causes trouble, we can't stop him. Why not be a full-fledged ghost."
Zeng Fucheng was uneasy, but the appeal of wine and food was too strong. If you were a little later, another chicken leg might fall into the belly of the Fuzheng. So he waved his hand and grabbed most of the chickens, opened his mouth and ate them.
One chief and one lieutenant pushed the cups and cups, just asking for wine to be drunk today.
For Han Ruzi, this is not just a matter of "today". He sent people to deliver wine and food, which he will have every day in the future. The purpose is not to please, nor to bribe, but to resolve the resentment of the emperor and the magistrate. The magistrate are all small officials, and they are directly appointed by Zongzheng's mansion. They have no ability to help, but they have the ability to destroy the princes and princes.
For the Du Grandpa, a table of wine and food is not enough.
Ten taels of gold and hundreds of taels of silver, this is just the beginning. Zhang Youcai smiled and held the reward to Du Tuotian.
The grandfather and grandson were staying outside for two days and two nights before returning home. Du Chuanyun was really drunk this time and shaking. He picked up a piece of gold, said with his tongue: "What is this? It's fried so yellow, I don't know if it's crispy or not."
Du Chuanyun wanted to send gold into his mouth. His grandfather slapped off with his palm. Du Motian was still very awake and clasped his fists to Juanhou and said, "What does Juanhou mean?"
"Boy has no virtue, and disturbs the two of you. Prepare this little gift, which is not worthy of respect. Another one is for Brother Hu San. Please transfer it to Master Du."
Du Tuotian showed a hint of suspicion, but Du Chuanyun didn't think so much. He recognized the gold and silver, took it with both hands and shouted: "Let's accept it from Juehou. Grandpa, this is not too much. We can save it..."
Du Tutian knocked his grandson's head and said sternly: "Stop being proud, you want to save people with your ability?"
"Isn't it?" Du Chuanyun asked dissatisfiedly.
Du Motian knew best that the two men who knocked the Wu Ye of Monkey was not Du Chuanyun or him. Juehou had another protector in secret, and he did not say it out loud, bowed and smiled, "Since Juehou is generous, we two are not polite."
Du Motian is an old man after all, and he already understands the intention of Jue Hou's unwilling to owe favors.
Han Ruzi returned the salute respectfully, and from then on, he treated Du's grandson more and more favorable.
The third day after Hua Shaoqing came to question, Zongzheng's mansion sent another official to read a reprimand, blaming Juanhou for going out for no reason, and using gentle words. Afterwards, the official secretary who enjoyed good wine and meat every day whispered to Juanhou: "Congratulations Juanhou, with this reprimand, you are an ordinary person."
For the deposed emperor, becoming an ordinary person is a kind of "rise".
Two more days later, Juanhou was finally allowed to go to the Imperial College. Yang Feng originally planned to let him go to the Imperial College, but failed.
The night before he was going to study, Han Ruzi used the excuse of studying and staying in the study overnight. It was April 23, the day he agreed with Meng E.
What rules should this mysterious palace maid be abide by? Palace, court, rivers and lakes? Han Ruzi hesitated. Yang Feng seemed to know Meng E better, but refused to give advice. Since he came that time, he has not appeared again. Han Ruzi has no chance to talk to him about the general trend of the court.
Nearly the third day, Han Ruzi blew out the candles, sat on the bed, and silently breathed in his backwards. He could feel a warm breath flowing in his body, but he didn't know what it was for.
"You can learn the next stage of martial arts." A voice opposite said.
Han Ruzi forgot that he was in the dark, shook his head and said, "No, we have to talk first."
"What are you talking about?"
"You are the minister's daughter. You want to clear the family's charges and avenge them?" Han Ruzi expressed the first guess.
No answer was answered on the other side.
"Or you are the daughter of a royal family in a certain country and want to use the power of Da Chu to restore the country?"
"Don't guess randomly." Meng E finally spoke, "I don't make things difficult for you. Internal strength is free. When will you be qualified to compete for the throne? I will tell you everything. I will not force you to decide if you want to accept the transaction.
"You haven't shown up in the past few months. Do you think I don't want to compete for the position anymore?"
"Well, that's right." Meng E didn't deny it either.
"I go on a risk, which does not mean that I will fight for the throne. You should know that I have nothing now. Even if I have mastered your internal skills, I will never be able to break into the palace and become the emperor."
"You don't have to tell me the truth. Anyway, I'm betting on me. If you don't have the will to seize the throne or fail to seize the throne, my losses will not be great, it's just a set of internal strength."
Meng E was still so straightforward, and Han Ruzi laughed, "Do your brother know your choice?"
"He knew, and the Queen Mother knew, I had been expelled from the palace. I was no longer a guard."
"Why don't you come to the Juanhou Mansion?" Han Ruzi was both surprised and happy.
"It's more suitable for me in the dark."
Han Ruzi immediately felt uneasy again, "So, the Queen Mother actually knows me... Why didn't she get rid of me directly? Forever and eliminate future troubles?"
"Don't ask me about this kind of thing. Do you still want to learn internal skills?"
"Of course." Han Ruzi stood up, "I still want to learn your martial arts. No one in the martial arts world is as good as you."
Meng E stopped talking again, and Han Ruzi said: "If you don't want to, forget it. I just want to learn some useful martial arts, one against many."
"I can teach you."
"Very good."
"But we can't fight against many, there is no such martial arts in the world."
"You suddenly stun two people two days ago. In the alley of the palace, didn't you defeat more than a dozen swordsmen alone?"
"Where do you think I am?" Meng E asked a strange question.
Han Ruzi thought for a while, "You're at the door."
"What about now?"
"Under the window. No, on the bookshelf... Not right, on the beam?"
"Do you understand?"
Meng E's voice was right in her ears. Han Ruzi stretched out her hand and stroked half a circle, with nothing in her arms. "What do you understand?"
"How many people do you think are in the room?" Meng E changed her question.
"Two, you and me."
"Really?"
Han Ruzi felt something passing by behind her, so she immediately turned around to check it out. Someone was hit on her back, and then turned around... The attack came from all directions. Books, paperweights, brushes and other objects became hidden weapons, as if four or five people were besieging them at the same time.
"I understand." Han Ruzi shouted. These blows were not heavy. But they were very annoying.
The attack stopped.
"You are in the dark, I am in the bright, if I don't know you, I will think there are several people in the room. This is your skill of using one to many: bluff in the dark, making the other party think that he has been besieged, so he fled in a hurry."
"Um."
"You can't beat ten people when you fight openly?"
"I don't have three heads and six arms, how could I have beaten ten people? I think all three are too many, unless they don't know how to do martial arts. Or they are willing to come up one by one to fight with me alone."
Han Ruzi felt something, and sat down slowly. "If you are empty, you are real, and if you are real, you are empty. Your way of breaking the enemy is very consistent with the art of war."
"I don't understand military tactics, I only know that I don't stand up when I can be in the dark."
This is indeed Meng E's code of conduct. Han Ruzi smiled and said, "You are completely contrary to the people in the martial arts world. They all hope that their fame will be as good as possible, but you don't want it at all. Those swordsmen don't even know who they were defeated."
"So I have no power in the world. If I want to accomplish great things, I can only turn to the Queen Mother or the Emperor."
Han Ruzi nodded, "When you were in the palace before, how did you make the palace maids sleepless?"
"You'd better not use a little medicine powder, especially for the people of the martial arts world. This is a taboo for them."
"But you suddenly knocked those two people out in the Nancheng Vegetable Garden. It must be true martial arts, right?"
"Well, if you want to learn, this can be taught to you."
"If you want to learn, do we have to talk in the dark? I almost don't remember what you look like."
"The appearance will always change, and it's useless to remember. Just know it's me. Have you finished the conversation? I can't stay here all night."
"The chat is over. Wait, there is another last question. Have you been protecting me nearby?"
Meng E didn't answer immediately, and waited for a while and said, "Of course not. I have my own business to be busy with, and it may not be possible once every five days."
"Then why did you follow Nancheng?"
"Half was a coincidence, and half was a guess. You felt restless when you came back from Bao'en Temple. I guess you must do something, so you observed it more diligently in the past half month, almost once every two days."
"This is also the benefit of hiding in the darkness. I thought you had been hiding in the mansion."
"At least three people need to protect you at all times. You said it was the last question, why did you say more and more?"
"It's gone, please teach me how to practice." Han Ruzi felt that he had benefited a lot. Not only did he learn more about martial arts, but he also came up with a way to get close to Donghai King.
The bluffing is used to the extreme, which is a real force, which is exactly the "weapon" that Han Ruzi needs now.
Chapter completed!