Lin Miaobi walked out of Xiao's house, touched the gold yuan dangling in his pocket, and the idea of gambling two handfuls and drinking two cups came out by the way.

He is a person who gambles, drinks and brags, and when he has money, he can't help but spend it, and he won't stop until he spends it cleanly.

It is also because of this problem that despite his talent, he has always been rejected by those colleagues and can only interact with some fox friends and dogs.

And the more this happens, the faster the money is spent.

As this thought came to him, he wandered in place for a few steps, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Just go and drink two cups, no, three cups, just three cups, just me, it's okay if I miss it." ”

After convincing himself with a breath of time, he rushed to Chengxifang City.

The liquor shops and night markets are actually the most and most prosperous in the northwest of the city, and the businessmen and some officials like to go there, but the asking price there is also high, and there are many people who know him, if Xiao Qingshu knows that he doesn't do business, but goes there to drink, it will not be good.

But his desire to avoid acquaintances was obviously frustrated, and when he arrived at the ground, a voice said, "Isn't this Lin Miaobi?"

Lin Miaobi was excited, turned his head to look, and saw that the other party was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, who was also holding a folding fan elegantly in his hand, his expression was a little frivolous, he relaxed suddenly, and arched his hand: "It turned out to be Wang Shaolang." ”

Wang Bo just came out to visit the night market today, and he was happy to meet a friend he knew, and proposed: "Lin Miaobi, it's rare recently, why don't you go for a drink?"

When Lin Miaobi heard this, he couldn't help but say, "Okay." He held out three fingers, "Three cups, three drinks!"

The two found a tavern called "Drunken Crane", and when they arrived at a private room inside, they began to push the cup and change the lamp.

Wang Bo could feel that he was hiding something in his heart, he was the one who liked to inquire about gossip the most, and he was also ready to move in his heart, so he knew that he didn't drink well, but he still persuaded him cup by cup.

After Lin Miaobi drank three cups in a row, he said that he only drank three cups today, but under Wang Bo's persuasion, three cups followed by three cups, and three cups after three cups......

Wang Bo saw that he was smoky and drunk, and knew that the heat was almost over, so he said: "Lin Miaobi, I haven't seen you lately, what are you busy with?"

"Hmph. ”

Lin Miaobi patted the table and said with a big tongue: "You, do you know Zhang Shenzhi?"

"Who?"

Wang Bo's heart moved.

"Zhang Shenzhi, Zhang Yu. Lin Miaobi gestured with his hand, "It's the Zhang Yu who killed the newt before and killed the incarnation of the god at the city gate, and the one who is often mentioned in the newspapers......"

Wang Bo pretended to be abrupt, "Oh, Master Zhang, of course I know, he is still the teacher of our Academy, what's wrong with him?"

Lin Miaobi pointed at him, burped, and then said, "I'm telling you, someone is going to deal with him!" He patted his chest, "So, let me do it." ”

Wang Bo's expression changed slightly, and then he showed a sneering look, shook the folding fan, and said: "Don't bluff me, it's not that I look down on Lin Miaobi, who is Zhang Shijiao? The god incarnation can't deal with it, can you deal with him?"

"Don't believe it!"

Lin Miaobi glared, pointed at him with his hand across the table, and said, "Have you ever heard that you don't use a knife to kill someone? If you want to defeat a person, you must first defeat him from his reputation!"

Wang Bo asked cautiously: "What did Master Zhang do, or did he have any tricks in your hands?"

Lin Miaobi laughed, "You, you, you just don't understand, I don't know if he committed a crime, but I can make it up!"

Wang Bo was dumbfounded, "Editor?"

"That's right, editor!"

Lin Miaobi leaned closer, his whole body half leaned on the wine table, leaned his head over, covered his mouth with his hand, and said: "Let me tell you, this editor is not a nonsense editor, you have to have three points of truth first, and then bring seven points of falsehood......

He stepped back and waved his hand outward, "As long as those peddlers and pawns see it, they will spread it everywhere, hey, don't care if it's true or not, no matter how you tell it, they will believe this! The more they say this, the more they will believe it!" He nodded vigorously at Wang Bo, "Yes, that's it, it's not true when the time comes." ”

Wang Bo couldn't help but say: "But this is a violation of the laws of the Imperial Palace, right? Not to mention slandering a metropolitan official? Lin Miaobi, you just came out of the Hanmo Newspaper Pavilion, right? Linning Newspaper Pavilion doesn't want to stay anymore?"

Lin Miaobi snorted and pointed at herself with her thumb, "I...... I'm not afraid! I have a backer this time, Xiao Qingshu, does Xiao Qingshu know?" he slapped the case again and again, banging loudly.

Wang Bo recalled for a moment, his body trembled, and he lowered his voice and said, "The younger brother of the Sihu Administration?"

Lin Miaobi said: "Yes, it's him!" He said triumphantly: "You understand, with this person here, what am I afraid of?" He fumbled for a while, and slapped a manuscript from the bag on the wine case, "Look!"

Wang Bo was puzzled: "What is this?"

"Newspaper, I wrote it!" Lin Miaobi picked up the wine glass and took another sip, "When I finish drinking these three glasses of wine, I will send this thing to the newspaper, and tomorrow Xiao Qingshu will go to Wenqi Square to preach, and then my newspaper will just come out, and the two sides will cooperate," he clapped his hands together, "It's all together." ”

Wang Bo was secretly frightened when he heard this, he glanced at the newspaper, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly raised his glass to toast, and said: "Come, drink, don't talk about this, don't talk about this, drink, drink." ”

"Three cups, just three cups. ”

Under Wang Bo's intentional toast, more than a dozen glasses passed, Lin Miaobi fell asleep on the table, Wang Bo stepped forward and pushed, screamed a few times, and saw that he didn't react, so he pulled out the newspaper that was pressed under his body.

After he put it away, he walked out of the private room slowly, told the store not to disturb the guests inside, and went out.

As soon as he walked out of the tavern door, the well-fed look on his face was completely put away, and he checked the direction and hurried out.

He ran several streets in a row, and when he came to a street that was a little less noisy, he identified the door, and found a man's house, went up and knocked on the door, and said, "Open the door, open the door, it's me, Wang Bo." ”

After a while, the door opened from the inside, and Yu Yuyang walked out in a cloak and said, "Brother Wang, why are you here? Didn't I write a letter saying that I would look for you tomorrow?"

At the beginning, he entered the school palace with Wang Bo and Zheng Yu, and they had a good relationship with each other, and later added Duan Neng, and the four of them formed a small circle. Although he went to the Strongclaw Tribe, he never forgot to get together every time he came back.

Wang Bo squeezed in, gasped and said, "Say inside, say inside." ”

After Yu Yuyang closed it, he calmed his breath, opened the fan and kept fanning himself, and said, "Mingyang, someone is going to deal with your teacher." ”

Yu Yuyang was taken aback and said, "What? Which teacher?"

"Zhang Yu, Master Zhang. Pour me a glass of water, my mouth is very dry. ”

Yu Yuyang hurriedly brought over a glass of water and said solemnly, "What's the matter?"

Wang Bo took a few sips, exhaled a breath, and then told the story of the incident, he wiped the sweat on his head, and said: "Fortunately, I met him, I always heard you say that Mr. Zhang is good, you say that you can't afford to be a good gentleman who appreciates you, if you let people harm your reputation, can you still mix up? If I don't know and tell you, am I still worthy of you as a friend?"

Yu Yuyang was suddenly a little moved, and said, "Brother Wang, thank you for coming to report the news, the younger brother owes you a favor." ”

Wang Bo waved his hand and said proudly: "Little things, little things, oh, yes!"

He handed the manuscript from his pocket to Yu Mingyang, "Take this thing, it's evidence, give it to Master Zhang, he must know how to do it, you have to hurry, even if Lin Miaobi is drunk today, tomorrow that Xiao Qingshu will still go to Wenqi Square and say that Master Zhang is not teaching." ”

Yu Yuyang hurriedly took it and said, "Yes, let's go to the School Palace and give this to Mr." ”

Neither of them paid attention, and while they were talking, a middle-aged man heard the conversation between the two clearly next door,

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, pushed the door out of the back door, and came to a small street, he seemed to walk slowly, but his feet were fast, and after a while, he came to the "Drunken Crane" tavern.

He walked in and said in a voice completely different from usual: "I am Lin Miaobi's friend, my family asked me to come to him, where is the other?"

The man did not doubt him, so he led him to the private room, pushed the door open, and said, "Here, here." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Miaobi and said helplessly: "If I am so drunk, my sister-in-law will blame me again." He went up and touched it, took the gold yuan out of his pocket, threw it to the man, and then put one arm on his shoulder, and walked out with him in his arms.

After leaving the tavern, he led people to a deserted stinky ditch, he pressed his finger on Lin Miaobi's neck for a moment, and then pushed it into the ditch.

Then he waited quietly here for a half moment before turning and leaving.

When he returned home, he saw that Yu Mingyang was no longer there, so he took out a crossbow from under the bed, checked it, reached out and took off a hat from the wall and put it on, then went out again, went straight out of the city, and finally came to a high-rise building not too far from Wenqi Square.

This is exactly where the two masked men peeped at Jiang Dingyi's chariot and horse team two months ago.

He put his crossbow behind his back, climbed up with his bare hands, climbed through the broken window on the fifth floor, and then stood there with his hands folded, looking at the direction of the square.

By daybreak, the noise outside was coming in.

The half-closed eyes of the middle-aged man who had stood all night suddenly opened, and his sharp gaze looked at a carriage galloping towards the square in the distance.

The carriage was under a high platform, and out of it came a young scribe of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in a straight shirt and holding a folding fan, and as soon as he appeared, many people in the square spontaneously gathered around.

The middle-aged man calmly took off the crossbow behind his back, stepped on the top ring with his foot, slowly pulled the crossbow string, and then pulled out a crossbow arrow with a strange light from the leather sheath, put it in the arrow slot, and then lifted the crossbow bow, aimed it forward, and adjusted it slightly.

The young scribe seemed to be very sought after, and as soon as he came out, he was surrounded by him, and then he threw himself out of the crowd, and with a hint of excitement, he walked step by step to the high platform of the preaching.

When he stood on the platform, he slowly turned around, facing the people who gathered in the audience and looked up at him, feeling the rising sun, slightly dazzling, not only a wave of pride surged in his heart, but he felt as if he had come to the peak of his life.

He raised his hand to cover his mouth and pretended to cough, but just as he was about to open his mouth and before he could make a sound, he snorted, and a crossbow arrow with two sides piercing suddenly appeared on his neck!

His smile froze on his face, and then his body shook and fell down with a thud.

On the top of the tall building, the middle-aged man casually threw away the crossbow and bow, put the hat back on, fastened the knot unhurriedly, turned over and jumped down from the broken window, stood firmly after landing on the ground, and then held the brim of the hat, and then blended into the crowded place in the city.

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