The drizzling flute

Chapter 27: gold medal One month later, Fengyang prefect Yamen. It has been half an hour since Fengyang prefect Zhang went back and forth in the study from Beijing. He didn't expect that there would be so many things happened to catch a female thief who pretended to be Company Commander. When he recognized the gold medal that the thief had lost, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat. This gold medal, which he only saw once in the hands of the head of the Imperial Guard when he was waiting for his visit in the capital, is a pass token that can directly enter the Forbidden City and cannot be owned by non Son of the Heavenly King courtiers. But the female thief was still in a coma and unable to be interrogated. In desperation, Zhang Congjing had to report the matter to the imperial court as soon as possible. This is related to the imperial palace. If a person died of serious injury, he was afraid that he would not be able to account to the higher authorities. He invited a doctor to treat Cui An wholeheartedly. Less than half a month later, the post horse was delivered in 800 miles. It was actually the emperor Kangxi's personal order: "escort the person to Beijing and enter the palace. If there is a half difference, only Zhang from Beijing is asking!" Zhang Congjing has been an official for more than ten years, and has never seen such a strange thing. I thought that the "female thief" had a lot to do with the emperor, but I was almost there... When I thought about it, the cold sweat was still bubbling down. More than ten days later, Fengyang city. As the sun sets, various businesses in the city are closing. Fengyang City, which was supposed to be quiet, suddenly becomes lively again, and groups of people rush to the west of the city. People who don't know what happened craned their necks to look out. After a while, the Qing soldiers of the brigade came slowly with a prisoner's car, followed by a red cloth sedan. The female prisoners in the prison car have long hair and shawls, are bloodstained all over the body, and their heads are soft and soft on the prison car. They can't see their faces clearly. From the perspective of their slim bodies, they are quite young. The onlookers have packed the whole street, and the Yamen servant who maintains order is busy with sweating. He uses a leather whip to draw in the air, and orders those who squeeze in front to back up. The crowd only heard someone whispering: "it's not autumn yet, how can the official in Taiwan personally escort the prisoners to behead?" Another humanitarian: "it's said that the female thief pretended to be an imperial court official to assassinate Zhang, and even injured many people, even Zhang almost..." "It's said that she has three other accomplices who haven't been caught!" More and more people rush to the west of the city with the prison car. At this time, a common carriage quietly drove out of the city gate. Through the thick curtain of the car, these words were heard clearly by Cui An in the car. Cui An gently raised the car curtain to look at the crowd and said: Zhang has been an official from Beijing for many years, and it's really scheming. Most people in the Jianghu will think that I have been beheaded by the government. And the female criminal was just a prisoner on death row after autumn. Zhang Yong sat on the shaft of the car, looked back at the city of Fengyang, which was more and more far away in the dusk, and couldn't help sighing: is this trip to Beijing a bad one or a good one? Even Mr. Zhang can't tell. He nearly stabbed the mysterious woman, but she asked to escort him to the north. What's the purpose? The carriage traveled all the way north, and the dialect among the travelling population gradually became the official dialect of Beijing, and the spicy flavor was also lost in the meal. Apart from staying in the hotel, Cui An did not get off the bus. Sometimes, he saw people in the Jianghu with swords and swords rushing to and fro, but no one would look more at the ordinary carriage she was sitting in. It can be seen that the weather turns cool day by day, and it's early autumn weather. At the noon of this day, Zhang Yong asked the shop owner, and it was known that this place is only 100 miles away from the capital. Cui An whispered to Zhang Yong to speed up his journey, but at the same time, his heart was heavy. What he had been haunted by for many days but didn't want to think about was finally clearly in front of his eyes: if this gold medal is really like what Zhang said from Beijing, it's a gift from the Son of the Heavenly King, it's no doubt that the boy who ran into under Mount Wutai three years ago must be emperor Kangxi. He ordered me to be sent to the palace. How should I deal with myself? But if you don't go to the palace, how can you avoid the heaven and earth net that master laid in the Jianghu? For a moment, I was worried. I was thinking about it. Suddenly, someone shouted out of the car: "stop, what do you do?" Cui An was surprised. When he looked out from the gap of the curtain, he saw two people in eunuch's clothes standing outside the car. Zhang Yong, knowing the other party's intention was not good, said with a smile: "the villain is to send his sister away from his relatives. Two..." Before he finished speaking, one of the plump eunuchs lifted the curtain of the car and shouted: "get off! This car has been expropriated by the palace!" suddenly I saw Cui An's face, and I couldn't help laughing: "little girl is not bad, let's see Master Lu." Cui An saw that this man spoke with full air, his eyes were brilliant, and he was not an ordinary eunuch. He knew that he was enough to deal with himself and Zhang Yong two people. What's more, there was a "Master Lu" outside the car? When I was in fear, I was cowering in the corner of the car. The eunuch, known as the "master of LV hall", inquired in the car and said impatiently: "when is this? You still have the mind to evaluate the appearance of Niu Er! You did it as soon as possible..." Before I finished speaking, I also saw Cui An's face. In a daze, the words behind me were forced to swallow back." I'm not busy with this girl," she said with a smile. "Take our brothers back for a few days!" With that, he reached for the shaft of the car and pressed it. He quickly jumped into the car like a swimming fish, and his hand was like an electric point towards Cui An "Jianzhen acupoint". This skill is extremely fierce and has reached the top level of martial arts. The carriage was very narrow, and Cui An had no place to dodge at all. He only cried "ah" and moved his body away half an inch. But the other side's finger is too high, and Cui An's shoulder is numb, but he should still point. The master of the Lu hall only said that Cui An was just an ordinary woman and didn't care. The short and fat eunuch also jumped on the car, reached out and patted Zhang Yong on the shoulder, and smiled with pity: "Hello! You drive well!" Zhang Yong's scapula was so painful that he could not strengthen his neck. He raised his whip and hit it in the air. The carriage was heavy and slowly moving forward. The master of the Lu hall took a glittering small cylinder from his waist and held it in his hand. Then he leaned on the side wall of the carriage to keep his eyes closed, and didn't look at Cui An. The fat eunuch whispered to guide the cart to zigzag forward, and there was a slight tremor in his voice. Zhang Yong peeped at the eunuch, but he saw that his face was full of excitement, his eyes were sparkling, and his nose was open and closed. It was like a wild animal that was about to hunt.