"Nonsense, I don't believe this poet!" The coquettish literati waved his sleeves and stood up, "Your tricks can't scare this great poet."

"Poet Wu, Sister Mudan didn't lie to you." Fu Rong's expression became serious, "We heard it all, and the girls on Water Street all knew it. And it wasn't just a salesman who said it, the people from Pingshan were all there. Say it. My lord~~ You can send someone to investigate, if this spreads tomorrow, the people in the city should panic~~"

Wang Yi's fat face darkened. As an official, the most fearful thing is civil unrest. When the people are in chaos, at a young age, the city is full of rumors, and people are panicked. On a bigger scale, this smashing, looting, everything comes. He, the state official, couldn't bear it either.

"Did they really say that?" Wang Yi confirmed again.

The girls at the table nodded.

Wang Yi already frowned thickly.

Don't look like a brothel girl, but it is a place where news from all parties gathers. Even if the state officials are sent to handle the case, they will sometimes come to the brothel to inquire about the news. So when the girls said that, Wang Yi took it to heart and treated it seriously.

"Master Wang." Master Zhang Lidong from the capital spoke at this moment.

When Wang Yi saw him speak, his expression became somewhat respectful: "Master Zhang."

Zhang Dong looked serious and winked at the screen in Wang Yichao's cabin. Wang Yi already understood, and the two left the table together, and walked behind the screen of hundreds of flowers.

The others were also extremely knowledgeable, and started pushing glasses to each other, drinking, eating vegetables, petting girls, talking about yellow poems, and doing what the man thought he should do at ease.

Behind the Hundred Flowers Screen, Zhang Dong's face was serious, and he said to Wang Yi seriously: "The legend of monsters can be big or small, you should find out, before this rumor spreads, there is an explanation. Appropriate funds, if at this time, you in Qinzhou make rumors about this monster, it will be bad for you to listen to it."

After Wang Yi heard this, his fat face tightened in a circle.

He frowned and thought for a while: "But who is better to send to investigate the monster? Where do monsters come from in the world? This seems a bit too fussy. Moreover, when I return to the government to officially send people, the common people really think that something big has happened. I really think that there are monsters. .”

Zhang Dong stroked his goatee, and there was a sly look in the triangular eyes: "Send that Yuchifeng!"

Wang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and he really couldn't get used to the city defender Yu Chifeng for a long time.

"Yu Chifeng is the third son of the old general Yuchi, the middle-ranking officer. That old man Yuchi has a bad temper and has a tough temper. He has always been an enemy of me, Mr. Zuo Xiangfu. However, he is a veteran of the three dynasties, and it is not easy for me to tear myself apart with him. This time..." Zhang Dong already had a sinister smile, and looked at Wang Yi meaningfully, "It's just your chance to make a contribution. If Yu Chifeng can't find anything out about this matter, it's just a matter of demoting him on the spot. Transfer him away from Qinzhou!"

When Wang Yi heard this, his brows were filled with joy, and he secretly thought that Mr. Zhang Dong was indeed a member of the court, a disciple of the left minister, and he was far-sighted. He couldn't help but nodded in admiration: "This Yuchifeng's temper is also like the stone in the latrine, smelly and hard, and he often comes to meddle in my affairs, which is very annoying. But... what if he finds out the legend of the monster?"

Zhang Dong stroked his beard and smiled: "Then promote him. In Liangzhou, there is just a lack of a state governor. Let him be transferred."

Wang Yi's small eyes are wide open, what a bright rise and dark fall!

This Liangzhou is not a good place. Just listen to the name: Liangzhou Liangzhou Liangliang.

None of the officials in the DPRK and China wanted to go to Liangzhou. Because Liangzhou is located in a remote mountainous area, surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is almost a valley. There is one reason why everyone does not want to go: poverty. The so-called no way is naturally poor.

Therefore, whoever goes to Liangzhou is like a soldier, going up and down secretly.

"Hahahaha—" Fatty Wang smiled and narrowed his eyes, and bowed his hands to Zhang Dong in admiration. This matter is so happily settled.

Lin Tingjun heard it clearly on the roof, he didn't care about such ins and outs in the officialdom. But monsters, he must take care of them.

He got up and lifted his robe again, huh? He suddenly froze. Wait a minute, he looked around, where is Pingshan? He frowned slightly, looking at the people coming and going on the river bank, he could go and ask them for directions. His thin lips pursed slightly, his thin face tensed, forget it, he didn't bother to ask.

He lay down on the spot, and wrote a big word again. I can follow this fat man, and someone will lead the way.

The General Yuchi in Zhang Dong's mouth is named Yuchi Gongshan, who fought with the ancestor emperor at the age of sixteen. He can be said to be the veteran of the three dynasties and the founding hero. The six sons under his knees are all city guard generals, stationed in various important military cities of the Qian Dynasty.

There are hundreds of people in Yuchi's family, both inside and outside the capital!

The man stationed in Qinzhou is Wei Chifeng, the third son of the old general, who is about forty years old, has a wife and a daughter. Ben had his mansion in Zhoucheng, but because he couldn't get used to the flowery streets and willow alleys in the city, and Fatty Wang's behavior, he moved to the outskirts of the army camp with his wife and daughter.

That night, Yu Chifeng was teaching his thirteen-year-old daughter Yuchi Xiaojing how to practice swords in the courtyard, when his subordinate Guo De hurried over with a yamen servant.

"Master Yuchi! Lord Wang's secret order!" Yacha handed over the secret order to Yuchifeng and left quickly.

Mrs. Yuchi, who was watching her daughter Xiaojing practicing sword, immediately stepped forward to take Xiaojing away when she saw this. The thirteen-year-old girl practiced martial arts all the year round, so she was naturally not as quiet and elegant as the girl in the boudoir, but she was more curious and lively. Although she was dragged away by her mother, Xiaojing was still curious about the secret letter in Yuchifeng's hand.

Guo De also looked at the secret letter curiously: "My lord, does that Fatty Wang who spends his days drinking and drinking all day and has nothing to do also have a secret letter?"

Yu Chifeng gave Guo De a serious look: "Don't say that about Mr. Wang!"

Guo De rubbed his nose, smiled lightly, and turned his face slightly, but he couldn't help looking at the secret letter in Yuchifeng's hand from the corner of his eyes.

Yu Chifeng was imaged by his father as an upright person, so even though he didn't like Wang Yi's usual behavior, he still took Wang Yi's official and secret letters seriously. He opened the secret order, glanced at it, and was stunned, what the hell? Are there monsters in Ping Shan? It must be those mountain people with strange powers and chaos again!

Guo De looked around curiously, and when he saw the expression on his lord's face, he had the courage to step forward: "My lord, what is the secret order?"

Yu Chifeng threw the secret letter into Guo De's arms: "Sure enough, he doesn't do business! I'm full!" Yu Chifeng went back to the room angrily, "Bring ten people together tomorrow morning and go to Pingshan North Village!" After Yuchifeng said, Wei Wei Lifting his face to look at the beam, a contemptuous smile appeared on his rough face, he snorted coldly, and entered the room with a flick of his sleeves.

In the courtyard, Guo De couldn't help laughing when he read the secret letter, what monster? Those villagers like to make a fuss, Guo De has been in the army for so many years, and the enemies who died under his sword are countless, why haven't they even seen a ghost?