King of Song

Chapter 99 Chapter [-]

On the West Lake, there was a flower boat wandering, Mu Sihong sat at the window on the side of the boat, staring blankly at Nanping Mountain and Leifeng Pagoda in the distance, not saying a word, neither happy nor sad.

The breeze is slow, the water is sparkling, and the afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on the water, and the waves are rippling, which is truly beautiful.

Such a beautiful scenery, but Mu Sihong's interest was low, he didn't have the slightest interest in admiring it, and seemed to be thinking about something.After a long silence, he asked softly, "Yutong, do you think they will come?"

After the invitation was sent out, Mu Sihong was a little uncertain about how much face he had, whether the guests would appreciate him, especially whether the important ones would come as promised.

Yutong stood aside, pondering, "I think Chen Hong will definitely come, but Lin Zhao...it's hard to say..."

"If he doesn't come, all our plans will be in vain..." There was no smile on Mu Sihong's pretty face, and her eyes were full of worry.He couldn't help but think of the scene of Shangyuan Festival by the Qinhuai River, he guessed the three lantern riddles so easily, but he refused to get on the boat to see them.

It seems that in his heart, his famous name is not very attractive.No wonder, that Ms. Meng must be an outstanding beauty, leaning on the door and looking back, but sniffing Qingmei... What kind of person is this Lin Zhao?The last time we didn't see each other was understanding, we thank you, you must definitely come this time... Mu Sihong secretly looked forward to it in his heart.But when I thought about my own motives again, I was overshadowed again.

Yutong comforted: "Miss, it doesn't matter, you don't have to worry too much. As long as the reputation of the lady is known...he has always been in Hangzhou, and sooner or later he will have a chance..."

"It's true, I hope so!" Mu Sihong responded, and said: "Don't forget the Hangzhou scholars and celebrities who should be invited, there will be busy work tomorrow night..."

Seeing Mu Sihong's exhausted and bored expression, Yutong said heartbrokenly: "Miss, you have been shuttling in the field of love and moon for the past two years, pretending to be smiling, it's really embarrassing you, I've wronged you..."

"What else can we do?" Mu Sihong shook his head and said, "If it weren't for the Qinhuai River, would we have a place to live when we avoided disaster in Jiangning? Then it was for revenge...but we have no clue, when will we get revenge? ?
Yutong was heartbroken when he heard that, although his young lady was not of a noble family background, she was the daughter of a family who had been well-clothed and well-fed since she was a child.What's more, she is beautiful and intelligent.I don't want to encounter accidents at home, wandering in the dust, forcefully smile at men during the day, and cry silently alone at night, it is difficult and difficult, but fortunately, I kept my innocent body.

For three full years, I have never seen the lady really smile.I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated. Which girl does not have a spring?But Mu Sihong's heart was completely filled with hatred, and there was no room left.Yutong hopes that when a man will appear, he can help the lady, bring her warmth, make her laugh and be happy...

Maybe it's just an extravagant hope, I hope this time it will go smoothly and the revenge will be avenged.At least you can go far away with the young lady and live a stable life incognito.Thinking of this, Yutong felt a little anxious, and said in a low voice: "Miss, there must be some people under the master's back then, can you send someone to contact them for help?"

"What can they help with?" Mu Sihong hesitated...

Yu Tong said: "At least it's okay to inquire about the news and collect evidence...Maybe we can find clues to bring down Chen Qi and the people behind the scenes..."

Mu Sihong pondered and said: "Okay, then you go to Yuhang County to see if you can find your old friend... It's been three years, maybe no one is willing to pay attention to us, so be careful!"

"Miss, don't worry, Yutong has always been cautious!" Saying that, he dodged and disappeared outside the door.

The back figure had disappeared, and the bead curtain was still shaking, Mu Sihong couldn't help shaking her head lightly, her eyes were full of love and gratitude, and said softly: "Girl, you've worked hard..."

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In the east of Yuhang County, there is a Fangjia Village near the sea. All the residents live in the same family with the same surname. Their ancestors moved from the Central Plains during the Anshi Rebellion in the Tang Dynasty.At first, he made a living by farming, and later learned to catch fish and dry salt with the local people, so he made a living by it, but he could barely get enough food and clothing, and his life was still hard.

Later, many people saw that sea salt was very profitable, so they began to sell salt privately, and they became rich day by day.Especially in the past few years, with an old man, the business was very big, and they all made a lot of money, and their small life was prosperous.

But three years ago, the old man's house caught fire for no reason, and dozens of members of his family were killed in the flames.The Fang family was often implicated when the government inspected and investigated the sale of illicit salt.

Prospered because of private salt, but also declined because of private salt.

Three years have passed, and the prosperity and prosperity of Fangjia Village in the early years are long gone.It stands to reason that even if you don't sell salt, the area around Hangzhou is also a fertile land. As long as you cultivate it with all your heart, you can get enough food and clothing without any problem.

But the local government kept urging them, and almost all the farmers who were twenty miles away from the sea were taken to the seaside to dry their salt.That's all, but the white sea salt that has been exposed to the sun is worthless, and almost all of it is bought by the government at a low price.The villagers in Fangjia Village dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, and their lives gradually became more and more difficult.

The villagers in Fangjia Village had no choice but to find a way to make a living elsewhere. Of course, the first thing they thought of was their old profession.

On this day, an old grandpa of the Fang family celebrated his birthday. Many people in the village gathered in a dilapidated house. It seemed lively and lively, but the atmosphere inside was very dignified.Outside the house, at many intersections in and out of the village, there are women washing clothes, boys herding cows, or old men chatting, all paying attention intentionally or unconsciously.As long as outsiders come, they can find out immediately and report the news...

In a secret room in the house, thirty or forty middle-aged and young people from the Fang family gathered together, discussing and arranging a major event.

"Brothers are also aware of the current situation. Since the old man Tang left, the original business has disappeared... The government has been oppressive. Our Fang family has been unhappy every day. If this continues, there will be no way out..." A A middle-aged man in his 40s sat in the middle. He seemed to have a high prestige in the Fang family, and his words carried weight.

"Brother is right. You have worked hard all day to dry the salt, but you can't sell it. Look at what life we ​​are living now. We don't have enough food, we don't wear warm clothes, and the old man's birthday is over, so we can't even afford big meat." Two catties..."

"It's not an option to go on like this... So, we have secretly stored a lot of sea salt since last year. If we can transport it to Raozhou and Ganzhou, we will definitely make a lot of money..."

The middle-aged man mused, "The imperial court conducted a tight investigation in the past two years, and our salt sales were only small businesses, so we couldn't make much money... If we do a good job with this ticket this time, the Fang family will be able to sell it again." I can live a good life. But everyone knows the risks, so I will tell my clan brothers today, will I do it or not?"

"Brother, do it, why don't you do it... If you keep going on like this, you will starve to death sooner or later. Look at how hungry the children in the village are now, all skinny , sallow and emaciated..." When the voice fell to the ground, someone immediately echoed it.

"Yes, there is nothing to dare!"

When I was selling private salt in the past, my life was rich and I was used to living a good life.Now naturally few people are willing to live a hard life, even if they know it is a crime, they are still willing to take the risk.

"Then the government will..." Some people are still worried. Three years ago, in order to escape the catastrophe, the Fangjia Village did a lot of work and spent a lot of money.If not, the Fang family would not have declined so quickly...

"Didn't you find out? In the past two years, the number of people doing it has been decreasing, and the government has become less strict in its investigation... Especially in recent days, the matter of drying salt has not been controlled much, and it has become more and more lax. This is a rare opportunity!" People obviously take chances.

"The government is not afraid, but..." Someone said worriedly: "Do you still remember what happened to the people in Yidongshan Township?"

Mentioning this matter, everyone felt a little scared.Three years ago, a salt gang with a hundred people in Dongshan Township was attacked and many people were killed and injured.

"Hey, you're overthinking it. That was the time when there was a fire between the Salt Clan...they are not the ones who can sell salt. It's different now. No one competes with us for business. We just took advantage of the opportunity to make a lot of money."

That's what I said, but there are still people who have doubts. Seeing that most people agree, they are too embarrassed to say it.What's more, it is indeed forced by life, and selling salt is a good way out, so I acquiesced.

"Well, since that's the case, then it's settled. Take advantage of the night to transport dozens of loads of sea salt away. The guests from Raozhou are on the bank of the Qianjiang River...just need to transport them to..."

When night fell, dozens of young and middle-aged men in Fangjia Village set off, carrying sea salt and setting off along the path.Their minds are very simple, as long as the salt is sold, they can be exchanged for copper coins and rice grains... So they are full of energy, carrying a load and walking quickly into the woods. This is the familiar path back then, safe and hidden...

But is this really the case?In the depths of the dense forest, a group of masked men suddenly appeared, holding steel knives one by one, rushed up and hacked without saying a word...

The villagers of Fangjia Village were terrified. These murderous demons came out again?This is what happened to Dongshan Township back then... I said it clearly yesterday, but no one believed it, and it's too late to regret it now... For a while, panic and wailing came and went in the dense forest...

Naturally, the young and strong Fang family would not sit still, and fought back with their shoulder poles.But where is the wooden stick an opponent of the steel knife?They were defeated in an instant, forming a one-sided killing...

The leader of the Fang family was lucky, maybe it was just the Big Salt Gang trying to deter outsiders... Maybe it was just to frighten and injure a few people...

But the fact is obviously not the case. Seeing the brothers of the family fall to the ground one by one, the boss of the Fang family feels more and more that something is wrong...won't there be a life left?Who is so cruel?There was a sudden sharp pain in the back, the shadow of the knife flashed, blood spattered, and the boss of the Fang family fell down...

Under the moonlight, a steel knife shone brightly in the moonlight, and the bright red blood on the blade was clearly visible.Tick, tick, and blood dripping down the tip of the knife...

(End of this chapter)